The nun with black stockings is actually a boy?

Just when the Vatican Council was in an awkward situation and some envoys stood up to leave, a Vatican priest walked in.

"The Frankish envoys are entering the palace!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall man wearing a black mask walked in from outside.

Many envoys in the venue looked at the Frankish envoy who arrived late.

"It's fine if you Franks are late, but why are you trying to mess up things in Eastern Europe?"

The Prussian envoy said unhappily.

Prussia and Francia have too many historical connections, and many conflicts have broken out in recent years over Alsace and Lorraine.

"A mere goblin makes you act like this."

"You can't even guard your own front door!"

"Hide back and act like a turtle."

"They've already reached the capital of the Eastern Roman Empire, and you still dare to say that this has nothing to do with us in Europe?"

The Frankish envoy sat in the first seat in a domineering manner.

All the envoys were shocked, because that position was for the Pope only. Now that the Pope had ascended to heaven, Flavia, who was recommended by the cardinals, became the Pope. She was also the only female pope at present.

The main reason is that all countries and cardinals can accept a loli with no foundation as Pope to ensure that their own interests will not be harmed.

So even if the new Pope is a puppet of the Frankish Empire, he shouldn't be so arrogant!

"What are you afraid of? They're just a bunch of uncivilized greenskins." The Polish envoy said unhappily, "Once our Winged Hussars arrive, we'll definitely send those goblins fleeing."

The Winged Hussars are a special type of soldier composed of Polish transcendents and centaurs. Their powerful mobility has enabled Poland to gain a place in Eastern Europe, so it is normal for them to be arrogant.

"Ten years ago, we were nearly defeated by the Nordic countries and lost our port," the Frankish envoy said calmly. "How dare you say that the goblins, who were able to annihilate the main force of the Eastern Roman Empire, are inferior to the three Nordic countries?"

The envoys from the three Nordic countries on the field looked at each other in confusion.

The Polish envoy hesitated to speak.

"A bunch of rats who are only thinking about the future and the future, how can they discuss the deployment?" Although the tone of the Frankish envoy was calm, his words became more and more cunning and sharp.

"Isn't it too hurtful to say that?" the Eastern Roman envoy next to him added weakly.

The Frankish envoy turned his head and glanced at the Eastern Roman envoy.

The Eastern Roman envoy was so overwhelmed by this powerful pressure that he remained silent.

"Then please tell us your plan, Franks." The High Elves had no good feelings towards the Frankish officials, so they said yin and yang, "If you can't tell us, what are you Franks?"

After all, it is a semi-official meeting, so some words don’t have to be too polite, but the proper attitude should still be maintained.

"You ask me what Frank is?" The Frankish envoy stood up and tapped the table lightly.

Click!

Cracks appeared on the white marble instantly, and the cracks extended in a uniform manner towards the envoys from various countries.

The messengers stood up one after another, some were angry, some were confused, and some remained silent.

"Now I tell you, if other countries can't get the supplies, I, Frank, will do it." The Frankish envoy took off his mask and revealed his true face.

The messengers gasped.

"I will help those you dare not help, and I will lead you to fight the goblins if you dare not fight them!" A cold light flashed in the hand of the Frankish envoy, and its brightness was like a sun.

Cold sun.

The envoys hurriedly closed their eyes, saying, "Isn't he suppressing the rebellion in the south?"

"In short, I will take care of things you don't want to take care of, and I will take care of things you can't take care of even more!" The Frankish emperor took off his mask. "Are my words clear enough?"

The envoys knelt down quickly and saluted.

"Go back and tell your lords, especially those along the coast, to lift restrictions on civilian ships and allow ships from all countries to send aid to Constantinople." The Frankish emperor looked down at the envoys calmly. "Within two or three months, transport 100,000 people, including the military."

"I named this plan the Generator Plan. Anyone who wants to join will be compensated double the market price afterwards."

"And I recommend myself as the commander-in-chief of this joint operation. Anyone who objects may leave."

All the diplomatic ambassadors present held their breath, dared not speak, and did not get up and leave.

They could not fathom the extraordinary power of the Frankish emperor.

……

"I've named this operation Operation Sea Lion. Although our navy has the advantage in both quantity and quality, the Roman Empire's navy holds a good port, and the Dardanelles is not in our hands. Completely blocking enemy aid is unrealistic. I suggest taking the Golden Horn.

"The method is to sail on dry land. Using magic and roller grease, we will pave a channel on the northern slope of Galata City to complete the transfer of the warship."

On the western plains of Constantinople, Julian was explaining to the Goblin Emperor Hogg Thunderheart in a tent.

"Brother, your plan is perfect, but Constantinople is surrounded by walls on three sides." Hogg Thunderheart reached out and patted Julian on the shoulder. "I wonder if the Genoese can take Galata?"

Galata is a city opposite the Golden Horn in the north of Constantinople. In order to repay its debts, the Eastern Roman Empire mortgaged this city. As time went by, it basically became a colony of the Genoese.

"Their governor is willing to turn a blind eye." Julian took out his bargaining chip.

Facing this human, Hogg Thunderheart nodded patiently.

After successfully joining forces with Julian, he and Julian became sworn brothers, indicating that they would work together to capture Constantinople and jointly establish a new Rome, and that the two would follow the ancient practice of becoming co-emperors.

"Although we are neutral, the Genoese will definitely send volunteers. We still have to be careful in this city." The goblin civil servant reminded.

Goblin Warmaster Vochka followed suit, "And their position naturally protects the fleets within the Golden Horn, especially the Eudocean navy, which is a threat."

When Julian heard the name Eudocia, his expression changed slightly.

In fact, the loss of soldiers that night was as many as 3,000. The damage caused by artillery fire was not the main reason. The important thing was the barbarians who appeared from time to time, like guerrillas, which caused the morale of his troops to decline seriously.

Fortunately, the families of the soldiers who fled the city have been properly resettled, otherwise even their own personal soldiers and extraordinary people would be difficult to control.

"That's why the plan is called Sea Lion," Julian said to Wojka.

"Hmph~" Wochka hummed softly.

He despised cowards and traitors the most, but had great respect for the Romans who died bravely on the battlefield.

But in his heart, he was actually full of contempt for the man in front of him who claimed to be a member of the Roman royal family.

"Sailing on dry land? That's a good plan indeed. Our navy can't completely blockade the Roman navy, so we can only destroy it in one fell swoop." Hogg Thunderheart crossed his arms. "Let's make the plan this way. We'll follow Julian's method."

Everyone hurriedly saluted Hogg Thunderheart.

"Julian, I heard that before you left, Rome canonized a saint?" Hog Lei Xin asked meaningfully.

Julian was startled for a moment, then replied respectfully, "Yes, her name is Helen."

"Oh, Helen... the most beautiful mortal?" Hogg Lei thought of an ancient myth.

"If Your Majesty is willing, we will capture it for you and offer it to you for your enjoyment." Wojka immediately flattered him.

Seeing his credit being taken away, the goblin official quickly added, "If Your Majesty is not satisfied, we will capture them one by one according to that ranking of beautiful girls."

"For example, the cool and beautiful Princess Eudoxia, the voluptuous Princess Irina, the three-no beauty Ivylia, and even the witch-like Natalie." The goblin official racked his brains and said, "Or that... the super-serious Joan of Arc?"

"Hahaha, beauty is just a jewel to embellish a great cause." Hogg Leixin waved his hand, his face did not reveal the slightest greed, but full of calculation.

"Do you want the influence of that saint?" Julian instantly understood what Hogg Ray was thinking.

Hogley nodded with satisfaction. "That's right. Come here, draft the decree."

The goblin clerk immediately and respectfully took out the parchment from his arms.

"I, Hogg Thunderheart, am willing to marry Helen, the new candidate for Saint of the Eastern Roman Empire, as my queen. I hope you will give me a response."

After Hogg Thunderheart finished speaking, he laughed heartily.

He came to Rome not only to occupy it, but also to build a solid foundation of popular support for his future rule.

He was willing to give preferential treatment to some of the Roman nobles and royal family, that is, the Roman upper class, in exchange for easier rule in the future, and also to let humans see that the goblins were also likely to cooperate.

"Integrating into the human cultural circle is difficult, but having the ability is not so easy to say."

Hogg Leixin imagined his future green Rome.

"Your Majesty, it's finished." The goblin clerk respectfully presented the parchment.

Hog Leixin took a look and then said with a smile, "Change my name to Caesar Irom in this edict."

Julian was shocked when he heard this.

Caesar Irom, in the Southern Ottoman language, means Caesar the Great of Rome.

This title reflects the Goblin Empire's inheritance of the Roman Empire's traditions and its ambition for European hegemony.

But since he was already a traitor, he could only lower his head and say nothing.

"Haha, okay, now that diplomatic and maritime affairs are settled, it's time to look at the army." Hogg Thunderheart asked the goblin civil servant to come out of the tent to convey his order.

Wochka knelt on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, sixty-nine Urban cannons are ready. They are as powerful as naval guns and have the ability to break magic."

Hogley touched his chin with satisfaction, "Hmm~ Not bad, not bad."

Urban Cannon?

Julian was horrified. This was a new weapon developed by the Eastern Roman Empire last year. However, due to financial constraints, they only hastily built a few prototypes and were forced to stop work and fire the gear craftsmen headed by Urban.

Unexpectedly, the weapons developed by the Romans were used to attack themselves.

"The Giant Potion is also ready."

A gear man in a navy blue robe walked in.

"Hahaha, the walls of Constantinople are nothing to worry about!" Hogg Thunderheart put his hands behind his back, looking heroic.

"Rather than being happy about you flesh-and-blood creatures, I suggest you consider those barbarians. They have dug many pits that block our path." After giving a reminder, the gear man turned and left.

"Barbarians, huh, just a bunch of homeless people. Since the attack from the Mongol Empire, these people have lost their country. Now they want to rebel against us?"

Hogg Thunderheart's attitude towards outsiders is full of contempt.

As soon as his army arrives, this group of unorganized barbarians will submit to him.

"Three days from now, the main army will march out. The vassal army will first engage with the transformed people. They must be completely wiped out within five days!"

In addition to the people he brought with him, Julian also manages the human servant army that had long since defected to the goblins, a total of 50,000 soldiers, so he is full of confidence.

"I will certainly make those uneducated foreigners suffer the wrath of New Rome."

Julian was prepared to respond to these despicable outsiders who took advantage of the situation.

Chapter 103: The Fourth Disaster: What Happened to You with an Unconventional Tactic? [Two-in-One]

The arrival of the goblin messenger plunged the entire Roman capital into great panic.

In the palace, after the goblin messenger finished speaking fluent Roman according to the decree, no one in the palace dared to speak.

They had just canonized Helen when the goblin came to propose marriage. The timing was too good to be true.

However, it also sent a signal that the goblins could give preferential treatment to the nobles.

Some noble ministers were now in a state of uncertainty.

Surrender is shameful, but you may be able to preserve your wealth and glory.

"Everyone, can you give me a valid diplomatic message?"

The goblin diplomat spoke fluent Roman.

All the ministers in the palace were speechless and looked towards the three thrones in the north.

Eudocia, who was sitting on the middle throne, stood up in full view of everyone.

"Please allow me to refuse. Go back and tell your king that the Saint is our Roman Saint, not the Queen of you Goblins!"

Eudocia was now filled with rage.

They killed her father and now they want to take Helen from her!

Moreover, Helen was the newly crowned saint of Rome, so how could she be handed over so easily?