In the twelfth century, Europe was still obsessed with aristocratic battles. Knights wore gorgeous armor, raised their lances gracefully, and won the hearts of ladies with a gorgeous charge. The proud knights were rampant on the European continent,
As God's followers in the world, they are responsible for conveying God's will to the world. All doubters are greeted by the angry charge of knights. No one can stop the advancement of these silver torrents, except the light cavalry of the Seljuk Empire in the Arab world.
The cavalry of these Asian empires are savage, crazy, and unpredictable. Their light uniforms can keep a safe distance from the knights. When the knights are exhausted in pursuit, they will use all methods to provoke the knights' anger. When a knight rushes for glory,
When they leave the team, these despicable vultures will jump up and eat the knights, and then run away like a whirlwind, leaving only dust. The knights with superb martial arts and strong armor look so clumsy in front of these cunning cavalry.
Fortunately, their simple swords and crossbows could hardly penetrate the sophisticated armor of the knights. In the end, the Christians succeeded in driving these vultures out of the land of God. They were tied with the pagans and were even suppressed for a time. For the arrogant knights
It was a great shame for them. After the victory of the First Crusade, the Western world was gearing up for the next war, determined to let the pagans feel the wrath of God at the right time. The opportunity to avenge the shame finally came, and Cyprus
The Erzhu Empire attacked Edessa. Two years later, the Crusaders were assembled and swore to fight for Jerusalem. At this time, the scouts accidentally caught a pagan from the east. This former Turkish pasha brought a story that shocked the Western world.
Unbelievable news.
Five years ago, in Katwan, the regime from the Eastern Silk Kingdom challenged the powerful Seljuk Empire. Sultan Sanjar mobilized all the Turkish countries to fight against these unbelievers. The result of the war was that Turkey
The cavalry was defeated again and again in front of the Silk countrymen. The pillar of the Arab world, the powerful Seljuk Empire, retreated steadily in five years. In the end, the Sultan died in battle and the regime collapsed. This also explains why there has been a rise in Vietnam in recent years.
The reason why more and more terrorists appeared on the territorial edges of the European world, trying to escape into Europe. While the nobles were arguing about whether there really was an army that could destroy the Seljuk Empire in five years, the Eastern Mediterranean
The pearl of the world, the center of world wealth and art, the last pride of the Romans, Constantinople has welcomed "guests" from the East after a long absence. The last time there was news about the Eastern Empire, it was the one named Tang
The shocking collision between the country and the Arab world in Talas. Four hundred years later, the Arab world lost its previous good luck and was shattered into pieces. The Western world eliminated the threat of terrorism without taking action, but they have to face it
But it was the Silk countrymen who were even more terrifying.
Threat from the East! Panic spread like a virus in medieval Europe. More Crusaders gathered to go to the Byzantine Empire and join this conflict with the East. This battle is about faith and determines the life and death of Europe.
It was this conflict between the East and the West that made the name of Khitan resound throughout Europe and also kicked off the darkest history of Europe.
The last emperor of Byzantium, Manuel, was pinned down by the Khitans with black and gray hands at the city gate for a prisoner dedication ceremony to demonstrate the Khitan's martial arts. Before execution, he turned his head and looked at Constantine for the last time
Castle. This was the last Roman emperor’s final farewell to Constantinople, and it was also the last time Europeans set foot on the land of Constantinople. The city wall that had stood for eight hundred years was finally replaced by its
Together with the emperor, they only exist in the sad songs of Europeans, "After many years, this city will still belong to you, and you will return like lightning."
——T.N. Dupuy, "The Evolution of Weapons and Warfare" (10)
"Tornado from Khitan"
Crash, it was the sound of water pouring, and chapped lips absorbed the precious moisture. "Where is this, and who am I?"
Wow, another basin of water poured down, and fragments of memories emerged in my groggy mind: the simple and towering church, solemn hymns, devout people praying in the bright candlelight, the purple robe handed over by the bishop, and the high-spirited
Knights crowded onto the towering walls of Constantinople. Walls? Walls!
Wow, the third basin of water completely woke up Manuel. Manuel I, the ambitious Roman emperor who had just succeeded to the throne, dreamed of reviving the Roman Empire, weakening the authority of the Holy Roman Empire in the west, and containing it in the east.
The offensive of the Seljuk Empire made the name of the double-headed eagle echo in the Mediterranean. But what the young emperor did not expect was that once the powerful Seljuk Empire in the East collapsed, the demon named Khitan drove straight in. They used incredible methods to
His tactics allowed the warships to bypass the empire's chain that blocked the river, and burned the flames under the strong walls of the castle.
The emperor was never afraid of challenges. He personally climbed up the city wall and led the knights to cut down the madmen who climbed first. "God is on our side!" the emperor proudly announced. Unless God casts a thunder of punishment, no one can knock him down.
The strong wall of the castle. Until that day, the emperor climbed the steps under the escort of knights as usual. An inexplicable heat wave rolled over from under the city wall. The emperor was overturned and passed out. The last scene was of the city wall disappearing.
"You damn Khitan barbarians." The moment Manuel opened his eyes, he saw the young man sitting opposite, flipping through the emperor's favorite biography of Caesar, feeling the humiliation of losing his country and the anger of being offended.
Let Manuel yell out, but was immediately silenced.
"I come, I see, I conquer." To Manuel's surprise, the young man spoke in Latin and slowly read out Caesar's famous sayings. Looking at the surprised emperor, the young man immediately switched to Greek, "
Don't be surprised, if you are in a precarious situation, you will also be motivated to learn. Let me introduce myself, the Emperor of the Liao Dynasty, Yelu Dashi, who was more dazzling than Caesar, was in charge of the inner circle of the Imperial Palace, and was directly subordinate to Meng'an, Yelu Zongbi.
"The young man waved his hand, letting people loosen the emperor's shackles. Manuel scolded him as soon as he opened his mouth, "A mere oriental barbarian dares to claim the emperor's title in vain and blaspheme Caesar the Great. You bunch of shabby crows,
Are you here to tear up God’s gift and turn the most prosperous city in the world into ashes?”
As if he heard some joke, the young man laughed wildly, leading the surrounding warriors to laugh together. This unbridled laughter made the young emperor blush, "What's wrong? You barbarians defeated the cruel
Turks, you will only be more cruel than them. I would rather die wearing a robe on the way to charge at the Turks. I curse you." The emperor suddenly thought of the disappearing city wall. Maybe these barbarians really mastered some magic. The emperor
Some flinched.
The young man did not pay attention to this, "You said that the Khitans are barbarians. It seems that the noble Roman emperor did not have time to understand the changes in the East. Your so-called noble bloodline seems ridiculous to me. Your proud and prosperous land is not worth mentioning. The Khitans
, from distant China. "Silk Country?" The emperor's eyes widened. He loved the smooth silk sold from the Silk Country, but he didn't know much about this country. He listened to the stories told by the young people. Khitan,
This nation as hard as steel has lived tenaciously on the grasslands and grown into a huge empire with tens of thousands of people. Its broad mind and unique civilization form, as well as its eclectic integration of other cultures, are amazing. The story of the young man is in Wanyan
Aguda's determination to rebel against the Liao came to an abrupt end. "The Khitan was once so glorious. They joined forces with the Tang Emperor and made the Song Emperor feel inferior. They defeated the Seljuk Empire's coalition forces and killed the Sultan. The Yelv Dashi Emperor was also a divine man, allowing the Khitans to
The Han people, the Jurchens, the Xi people and even the Turks are united, and the Romans will inevitably surrender to him."
The emperor suddenly remembered his identity as a subjugated king, "The Liao was really so powerful, why did you Khitan people run to the distant Mediterranean? It seems that the Jurchens have succeeded in their rebellion against the Liao, and you are just a bunch of bereaved dogs." The emperor originally wanted to start with his words.
The young man was full of momentum, but the young man smiled even more happily. He began to tell the story of the Jurchens, from A Gu taking off his armor to cross the river, to the Lou family and his horse body, from the humiliation of Emperor Tianzuo to being captured, to the story of Huiqin Er
The saint was invited to hunt in the north. This story is more complete and emotional than the story of the Khitans. The emperor noticed that when the Wanyan Wushu was mentioned, the young man trembled slightly. After the story was told, the emperor said in a deep voice, "You are a woman.
Real person?" The young man responded in silence. "Did the Jin Kingdom in your mouth perish?" Still silent, only tears welled up in the eyes of the warriors. "Who defeated the powerful Jin Kingdom?" The Khitan defeated the Roman Empire.
Seljuk had a headache. The Jin Kingdom drove the Khitan out of the grassland. So what kind of monster would be the one who defeated the Jin Kingdom?
Song Dynasty.
Song Dynasty? That humiliating dynasty where the capital was captured and the emperor was captured to perform? The young man softly told the story of Song Dynasty. He mentioned Bagong Mountain, the recapture of Tokyo, the destruction of Xixia, and the fall of Taiyuan and Daming City.
, the Roman emperor knew the information about gunpowder. He mentioned the hundreds of thousands of troops who fought in a battle with deer, and he mentioned the story of the ten years of efforts of the official Jian Yan, who turned the Kingdom of Jin into the Kingdom of Qing.
"What exactly do you want to do?" The emperor couldn't help but ask, "Is it just to refute me, the king of subjugation?"
"I come, I see, I conquer! The Kingdom of Jin should conquer everything, instead of living in humiliation as the Qing Dynasty. Those Liao and Song people should crawl under our feet, and the Mongols and Bohai people should be ours.
Servants, Xixia and Goryeo are not even worthy of carrying shoes, why? Why did Dajin lose both of them!" The young man suppressed his grief and anger, and the figure of the lonely figure facing south flashed in his mind, and he became even more angry, "These people are all crawling on the ground.
On the head of the Jurchens, He Shi Lieliangbi and Zhao Liangbi only know how to serve his father and don’t care about the life or death of us people. Why!"
The young man suddenly pulled out his saber, "With the sharp blade in hand, the murderous intention arises. Qing is a dog with broken bones. Liao can regenerate, and so can Dajin. I want Dajin to live in this strange land."
!I moved the books of the Sudan, I collected the atlases of Ross, and I took away the books of Rome, just to wait, to wait for the day when Dajin will be revived." The young man said, throwing down his saber and pulling out a dagger to cut it.
His own palms smeared blood all over his forehead, and the warriors around him followed suit. The smell of blood squeezed into the emperor's nose, making him more and more awake.
"You mentioned that Emperor Jianyan allowed the Khitans to go westward and not return to the Silk Kingdom after their great victory?" The young man nodded.
"You mentioned that the Khitan people have insufficient population and need to absorb Jurchen prisoners of war or Han criminals from the Silk Kingdom to supplement the labor force?" The young man nodded.
"You mentioned that Emperor Dashi recently dealt with the third surname Ye Hu?" "You mentioned that Turks account for an increasing proportion of the Khitan Kingdom?" "You mentioned..."
After a series of questions, the emperor's thinking became clearer and clearer, "How do the Khitans treat you prisoners of war?" The young man smiled ferociously, showing the whip marks on his arms.
"Your Emperor Oishi is really a genius. He can maintain such a stitched empire. May I ask how Emperor Oishi is doing?"
"Emperor Oishi is always healthy!"
The Roman emperor read the young man's mockery and already had the answer in his heart. He asked the last question of his life, "Why do you tell me so much?"
The young man finally restrained his smile, "Every time I conquer a place, I will find local leaders to tell these stories, just to warn myself not to forget the blood feud of Dajin. Young Roman Emperor, your wisdom and bravery allow you to choose
A dying wish."
The emperor straightened his body and said, "There is hatred of genocide between you and Song and Liao, and there is also the shame of national subjugation between you and me. As an emperor, I cannot die from the butcher's knife of heretics, so let me wear a purple robe and let
A Christian chops off my head."
On the second day after the fall of Constantinople, the Roman people were forced to chop off the head of their emperor, Manuel. Before leaving, the Romans lamented, "This city will still belong to you after many years.
You will return as fast as lightning." It was night, and the young man who had been chatting with the Roman Emperor for a long time silently recited his real name. In his heart, his name was always Wanyan Heng. His father Wanyan Wushu bound himself to the south for him.
The name left behind. "I can't forget it." He fell into a deep sleep.
He fell into a deep sleep. But some people didn't want him to fall asleep. "Wang Dahai, get up!" Rubbing his sleepy eyes, the young man named Wang Dahai yawned for a long time, and then was shaken by his companions, "Dahai, those people
The devil is here again, what should I do?"
When Wang Dahai opened his eyes, he saw a dark group of people opposite, each holding a wooden knife. It was obvious that the person who came was evil. The leader walked up to Wang Dahai, raised his head and shouted, "Tatars, the one with the lowest status in the recruit camp should be
It's a Tatar. I'm afraid you don't know because you're new here. As the captain of the team, grandpa wants to remind you that you are so tall. Kneel down and talk to me." Before he finished speaking, the leader swung his knife and hit him.
Wang Dahai's leg socket was so painful that he had to kneel down. The knife went out quickly and hard. If an ordinary person had already knelt down on the spot, the reality was that Wang Dahai easily held the wooden knife and said, "I am from Shaoxing in the 31st year.
The martial arts champion appointed by the official has a higher position than you, so you have to kneel down! Kneel down!" After saying this, he grabbed the wooden sword and hit the man in the stomach with the handle, knocking him out. Wang Dahai
Looking at the wooden knife broken into two parts, he curled his lips and said, "The quality of your Japs' stuff is just bad." Japs and Tatars are derogatory terms for the Japanese and Mongols. It is said that they came from the Yanjing Palace.
Seeing that Wang Dahai was so good at fighting, the other Japanese didn't dare to step forward, but they refused to lose even though they were talking about martial arts. "What kind of martial arts champion? You're a bastard who committed a crime and was sent to the other side. I guess the country has already snatched away your championship, Tatar."
He just likes to cause trouble!" "You devils have the nerve to talk, but when it comes to causing trouble, some of you in this group have lost their minds and randomly graded martial arts events. Little did you know that the officials were watching the competition incognito below, which made Long Yan furious, Zhu Bi said
Gou, all the participants at that year rushed to the army. You should take care of your legs first and don't go out of bounds again!" The two sides finally started to take action. There were many Japs and the Tatars were able to fight. In the end, it was settled. Everyone was tired of fighting.
, fell asleep after touching the pillow. Only Wang Dahai opened his eyes. He was not injured. It’s just that he had a problem. He couldn’t sleep well and always dreamed about the same thing. With such a weird sleep, he could still grow so big.
I would like to thank Zhao Guanjia for advocating the policy of meat, eggs and milk.
Suddenly, Wang Dahai heard a few people next door who had been assigned early discussing, "Have you heard? I have to avenge my great vengeance?" "How? Tell me quickly!" "I heard it is true.
The son of King Sugai met the leader of Tatar and beat him to death in the wrestling ring. I heard that the man was very skilled, but I couldn't tell that he was killed intentionally. He was sent to us without paying for his life.
"Tatar deserves it. They should have been killed in the first place! That prince risked his life to avenge me, Bahai Khan. He will be my eldest brother from now on!"
Wang Dahai sighed, and listened to the silence from the next door gradually disappearing, and began to think wildly in his head. When the war of cutting gold ended, everyone became allies, and private fights were not allowed on the surface, so the resentment accumulated higher and higher, or
Zhao Guan's family thought of a way to convene an alliance conference and suggested that all countries use competitions to resolve conflicts. For the first time, only horse riding, archery, wrestling and other competitions were set up. Each country sent representatives to compete. Let's not talk about other representatives for the time being. Song Dynasty
The first representative of the country turned out to be Han Shizhong, Prince Han. As soon as he stood on the field, he scared his opponents to the point of softening their bones and making them unable to exert their strength. The other princes did not dare to show their face, so Prince Han won the first place at the age of fifty-five.
The imperial conferment was given the title of Wu Guansan Sanjun, and since the meeting was held in Wulin, the title of Wulin Club was continued and became a tradition. After Zhao Guan’s family issued an order to ban Prince Han from participating, the second Wulin Conference was successfully held, but in wrestling
Something went wrong here.
Ever since I became the idle prince of Mongolia, I have been pursuing enjoyment. I don't know why I got so dizzy that I wanted to be the second prince of Han. I dragged my old body to participate in a Mongolian special wrestling event. As a result, I was thrown by someone and lost my breath.
He came up and died. It happened that the opponent was the remaining Tatar people after the original war, so the whole city was full of rumors that the Tatar people were deliberately retaliating. In the end, I was made a Khan and the Tatar players were executed. The hatred between the two sides turned into blood.
Hai, it was just because of the referee's pain that he had to keep a close eye on the two teams that met each other every time, but in the end, something like this happened, and Tatar leader Temujin Uge was beaten to death!
Wang Dahai finally fell asleep. This time his dream was different. He dreamed of the scene when he won the martial arts championship and met Zhao Guanjia. Zhao Guanjia was a skinny old man, so thin that he could strangle him to death with one hand, but
When he really stood in front of Zhao Guan's family, he didn't even dare to express his dignity. Being caught by the official's gaze, he only felt hot. Maybe this is why he is an official and I, Wang Dahai, am just a thief and an army thief.
But why is this? Wang Dahai couldn't figure it out. In his dream, he dreamed of the day his father sent him away. His father always hoped that he could become the imperial guard of Zhao Guan's family, and then be sent out to be a high official, but
On the field, when he knew that his opponent was a Tatar, his father couldn't sleep all night. Wang Dahai had heard from his father since he was a child how good his great uncle was to his father. Of course his father wanted to avenge him, but the price of revenge was his son's.
Destiny, his father hesitated, so Wang Dahai helped his father make the decision. On the day of farewell, Wang Dahai knelt down and asked his father to resign. His father just shot down a big eagle in front of him, and then matched the bow and arrows for him. His father told him,
Mongolians should belong to the grasslands and have an unruly nature. It is said that Wang Dahai was born to be the leader of the Mongols! Before leaving, his father gave him a Mongolian name. The name given by his father reminded him of the dreams he had always had.
This name has always been there, what is that name?
Wang Dahai woke up with a wry smile. The leader of the Mongols can only be Zhao Guanjia. How can he be a leader with a thief and an army? Let's think about how to survive on the battlefield. Speaking of the battlefield, where is the goal this time?
.Oh, it was to assist the Liao Kingdom in wiping out the Western Jin Dynasty. After the death of Yelu Dashi, the Liao Kingdom settled down for a few years under the leadership of the Queen Mother. However, a Jurchen slave riot broke out and was not suppressed in time. A man named Wanyan Heng claimed to be Wanyan Wushu.
His son took advantage of the situation to start an uprising. The old Jurchen tribes, Turks and Romans responded one after another and calmly divided the southwest territory of the Liao Kingdom, known as the Western Jin Dynasty.
Liao.
Yelu Abaoji, Wanyan Aguda, Zhao Gou, Yelu Dashi, Wanyan Heng, Wang Dahai chewed on these names. He had listened to their heroic stories since he was a child, including the stories of the Khitans, the Jurchens, and the Song people.
There was no story about Mongolia, why? Wang Dahai still couldn't figure it out, and he fell asleep again.
In the dream, he rode a horse with a long bow and galloped freely on the grassland, running from the east to the west. Everyone was following him, including Mongolians, Jurchens, Turks, Liao people and Song people.
He bent his bow and shot an arrow, and the big flying eagle in the middle took a closer look, but it turned into Zhao Guanjia. He was sitting on a high throne and was shot to death by an arrow. In the dream, Wang Dahai was not only not afraid, but also walked up
He took off the crown of Zhao Guan's family and put it on himself. He saw the people behind him cursing angrily. He felt that they were irritated, so he took action. Simon Gu was beaten by him, the Russians were beaten by him, and the Xixia people were beaten by him.
After being beaten by him, the Jurchens were beaten, and the Song people were also beaten. Everyone was convinced. Wang Dahai found that he already had a big empire!
Wang Dahai woke up with a start. He was surprised by his bizarre dream and his wanton behavior in the dream, but his heart had never beat so much, as if he had been reborn. In this country, the Khitan people could sit there, and the Jurchens could sit there.
Zhao Guan's family is sitting there, why can the Mongols only fight the Japanese in the new barracks? Wang Dahai couldn't restrain himself and pushed his companion aside, "I want to be the emperor!" The companion beside him was tired for a day and didn't hear clearly what Wang Dahai said.
, I just subconsciously responded, "Okay, okay, you want to be the emperor."
Wang Dahai fell into a deep sleep. This time he had the dream he had been having. In the dream, he no longer used the Chinese name Wang Dahai. He remembered the Mongolian name his father gave him, which he received from Temujin Uge.
The name he stole was Borjijin Temujin. In the dream, he was no longer Wang Dahai, he became an emperor as great as the ocean. He became Genghis Khan. This time, he will no longer forget