Eagle Flag of Epirus

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"Because the Father, in accordance with his kindness and good intentions,

After making us ascetic for a lifetime,

Our relatives can put us in the soil,

We are dust,

It is still dust after death.

But the tyrant of Babylon sees us as dust in the embers,

The heat waves of harsh rule engulf us,

It makes us unable to get salvation and rest.

Brothers and sisters below me, have you ever been willing to accept this kind of treatment! "

Next to the abandoned pool in the slum, the mad monk holding the Bible screaming is speaking to the residents of the past, and unlike the past turning a deaf ear to him, he has long been overwhelmed by hunger and panic to the poor, the disabled and the homeless. Shi all gathered to stop and listen.

The plundering of the city has intensified in the past few days, and the anger of countless people has long reached the threshold. At this time, no matter what speech is enough to ignite people's inner karma.

When Sergius's heartfelt questions fell in the ears of the people in the slums, their faces, who were originally walking dead, finally glowed with the brilliance of living people, but it was an angry fire.

"We have had enough! We want bread!"

Someone in the crowd yelled first, and then the roaring crowd rushed to join in.

Looking at the people with beams in their eyes, Brother Sergius continued:

"My brothers and sisters,

Just ask us to get justice, truth, insight, justice,

Let the tyrant and the minister be punished.

But the greed of the carnivores thinks that they can use the sword to make us succumb,

But how can we hesitate to testify with our own blood,

At that time they will know you and my blood,

It will be more than a hundred times stronger than the spirit of God's wrath, and more desperate than the torture of fire and sulfur! "

There is no magic in Sergius' words, which can't be easily felt by ordinary announcements, even the rudest butcher on this street. Brother Sergius was like a ball of sparks. When his voice fell in the crowd, the angry and desperate poor would burn like a Greek fire, turning everything into ashes.

At this moment, chaos has become a foregone conclusion in the entire Lower City of Agrinion, and at this moment, behind the people gathered by the stinky pool, a riot suddenly came.

And people looked for the reputation, and saw a gorgeous team slowly coming under the ceremonial guard, and what appeared in people's field of vision were clerics and soldiers dressed in clean and tidy clothes. Stepping into the dirty and barbaric Lower City, every noble person covered his mouth and nose. Although he was very disgusted, as the patriarch of Agrinon, the elderly Polioctus still obeyed Roman. The order of His Highness Nusducas came to the place he most didn't want to be-the Lower City, which was full of poverty, evil and sordid heresy.

Polyoctos had already opposed Romanus before. As expected, when they had just stepped into the smelly Lower City, they saw heretics bewitching people's hearts.

"It's you again a lunatic who deceives the crowd!" Polyoctos recognized the Brother Sergius who was reporting at a glance. He happened to be smashed by this lunatic when he was plotting to participate in a coup in the church. Originally, he had asked the soldiers to take him down and deal with it, but he didn't expect that this guy would escape a catastrophe and continue to make trouble here.

Feeling that his dignity was offended, the head immediately motioned to the guards around him to come forward and drag the mad monk down and execute him, but the soldiers only took a step forward and immediately felt bad looks from all around him.

As long as they dare to act rashly, the people in the slums will tear them to pieces.

However, the head of the head had no self-knowledge. He still thought that as the patriarch of a city, there was nothing he could do with a heretic monk.

"What are you guys doing in a daze! Let these idiots who stand in front of you get out of the way." The humiliated head screamed.

As soon as this statement was made, the atmosphere of the entire slum changed suddenly. The high-pitched patriarch's guard of honor instantly felt the threat of pressure and raised the spear subconsciously. In front of the spear, the dirty, sloppy people stared sullenly at the bright people in front of them with hateful eyes.

Why these people can eat and wear warmly, are we two different species from them?

This is the roar from the heart of every hungry people, and it doesn't even need Sergius to guide their anger. The mad monk coldly looked at the headmaster wearing a gorgeous crown, with disdainful pity in his eyes, not knowing when more people from the slums would cross the mud streets and come to the head of Polyoctus. Only at this time, the head of the awakened head of Rumeng realized that he was surrounded by the ragged, hungry crowd, and was about to be swallowed by a gloomy and suppressed wave of anger.

Now the outbreak only needs a breakthrough to vent, and Agrinon itself has broken into a sieve. Master Polyoctus didn't know whether it was the horse under the hips or he was a little shaken. Originally, arrogantly, he took two steps back and wanted to return to the guarding crowd, so he felt a sense of security. But a howling woman squeezed from the crowd at this time and rushed in front of the head. All the soldiers backed away. No one dared to stop this thin woman, because she was holding a rotten and smelly baby corpse in her arms. She was swollen and obviously hadn’t eaten for several days. , And her child who can't get milk has already left this cruel world a step ahead of her. Apart from wailing, the woman didn't say a word, but that was enough to ignite the dissatisfaction in the slums.

"The usurper!" screamed, "the usurper who betrayed Agrinion!" People pointed the finger at Polyoctus and the guards around him. The poor had no weapons, so the stones and dung were thrown over like raindrops. . "Shameless betrayer! Dirty! Blasphemy!"

Unprepared, the most conspicuously dressed Master Polyoctos was hit by some unknown dung, and his head was filthy.

"Who threw it?" The old patriarch was frightened and screamed and shouted in anger, "Catch me! Catch these mobs."

What he could respond to was the roar of angry citizens, "The one who should be caught and thrown into jail is you, old dog!"

The crowd in the slums surged and squeezed into the spears fearlessly. The church guards struggled to maintain the line of defense. Stones, feces and all kinds of dirt ping-pong against their bright shields.

"For us! Where is our bread!"

"The bread that His Royal Highness gave us was swallowed by you, spit it out to us, bastard!"

In an instant, thousands of voices came and went one after another. People don't care about the princes of the empire or the Romans and Latins. They only need a piece of bread that can save them, even if it is mixed with wood chips.

The tighter and tighter, I don’t know who was the first to take the lead. The nervous aristocrat was frightened by the eyes of the selection and kicked the Spurs, shouting: "Go back to the city and leave this ghost place. Hurry." As long as there is one person. Take the lead, and others will follow. The hurried aristocracy is no different from the refugees.

"I am the patriarch, let me go first!"

Imam Polyoctus at this moment is not as calm as before, riding anxiously, watching countless hands cross the defense line of the church guards and grab him. The screaming master drove away the crowd, as if Moses were parting from the sea.

The rest of the people followed the patriarch's horse closely, and the church ceremonies that had just swaggered to them were in embarrassment at this moment. As Polyoctus rode his horse to gallop, a small stone flew over his scalp, smashing his filthy crown. But the patriarch did not dare to ask people to pick it up, because three of the guards had already been crushed by the turbulent crowd, so many people stepped on their bodies, even if they were fully armed, they would be crushed to pieces. A scream came from behind, Polyoctos' face was pale, and he ran forward, the sitting big horse galloping like a white shadow.

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The riot in the Lower City, which lasted for a whole day, was not quelled until the evening. This was not because the anger of the people in the slum was reduced, but because at the end of the riot, Romanus Dukas transferred to the army in the name of the son of the prince to martial law and promised Give out free rations.

After receiving such a big promise, the poor people who had killed and vented their anger did not retreat, and the crazy Xiacheng turmoil finally came to a halt.

"It looks like the situation is very good, Your Royal Highness." Seeing what happened today, Dr. Dmitry's confidence doubled. In addition, he learned from the rumors outside the city that Thessaly's rebellion was suppressed, and he went to Xin Agge. The countdown to the end of the Rignon rebels has come.

Sitting in front of him is Princess Agelina, the widow of the former Prince Agrinion. After the **** church incident, she took her little daughter Irina Dukas and hid in the lower city doctor Demeter. In the husband and wife's home. In these days, Princess Agelina’s injuries have been healed, but the lack of food made her very weak. In order to avoid being discovered, she and her daughter are now wearing coarse cloth clothes of the poor.

After learning what happened today, Princess Agelina was not as happy as Dr. Dmitry. After all, the people who died and injured were the people of Agriñon. She could only watch her husband's management step by step. Towards destruction.

And the daughter Irina beside her was still in shock at this time, because she was there when the turmoil broke out, and the angry people completely tore her past impressions-symbolizing that the brave knight was suppressing the people, and he was dragged down by countless people. The war horse pierced with broken glass and branches, from head to toe, until the scream stopped.

The monk who had no time to escape beside the master was lying naked in the gutter, his head being scooped by the stone.

Patriarch Polyoctus’s crown was trampled on to pieces, and nine church guards and monks were killed. When the church members were lifted away, the angry citizens turned their heads to attack each other and rob each other, which left a huge shock to Irina's young heart-human nature would be so ugly! If it wasn't for Dr. Dmitry's wife Zoe to take her back in time, maybe she would be dragged in and shredded in an instant.

Until now, Irina is still desperate.

Princess Agelina also noticed her daughter's abnormality, and said calmly: "You must be terrified of what happened today!"

"mother……"

"I understand your feelings, but this is reality. The people will never be able to keep their senses. So the monarch is acting as a shepherd at this time. Let it go, everyone will be destroyed. Agrignon, someone must come. Guardian. In the past, your father was responsible for this responsibility. We used to count on your brother. But now, all hope lies on you." Princess Agelina looked at her daughter no longer Past pets, because she knew that the child in front of her had to be strong, because her body was dripping with the blood of Theodor Dukas.

And Irina nodded listening to her mother’s words, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes... As the only daughter of Prince Agrinon, this is her luck and misfortune. If she continues to weaken sooner or later, One day will be abandoned, and the once naive girl gradually faded away from the naivety of the past.

Seeing everything in his eyes, Dr. Dmitry’s heart was in awe of Princess Agelina. From the moment the rebellion broke out in the city, this woman calmly made people feel terrible, and she felt terrible for her rebellion. The eldest son, the princess did not avoid talking about it. On the contrary, she trained her daughter into the sharpest rapier of Agrinion. She believes that when she is truly unsheathed, Etian can definitely give her enemies an unpredictable fatal one. hit.

Just when everyone felt that the situation was optimistic and they could finally let go of a stone in their hearts, the door of the room was pushed aside from the outside at this moment, which shocked the few people who were having dinner. It turned out that Zoe, the doctor's wife who went out, and Sergius, the mad monk, have returned.

"Are you back? I have prepared food for you." Seeing the two of them came back, the doctor said.

But unlike Dmitry's relaxed expression at this time, Brother Sergius's face was pale at the moment, and Yang Zi, who was panting with Zoe, seemed to be running back all the way.

"What's wrong? What happened?" The doctor who was confused upon seeing this asked his wife, and Zoe also shook her head. She also wondered why the mad monk ran all the way and took her several times before returning.

When everyone in the whole was puzzled, the next words of Sergius made everyone's heart tight, "I have a hunch, but there are two possibilities for this hunch, no matter which soy milk is very tricky." The monk said gloomily.

"Did you perceive something wrong, Lord Sergius?" The keen princess heard the sense of crisis in the other party's words.

And Sergius nodded ~www.ltnovel.com~ Until today, everything that happened in the Xiacheng District is still as I expected. The Patriarch's prestige swept the floor, and Agrini was like water in a pot about to boil. , Hatred is spreading in the slums, and sooner or later the rebellion against the rebels will be publicly announced, and the people will target the helpless rebels. Just now, the situation is developing in a weird direction..."

"Could it be that they have to increase their manpower to suppress it? Ridiculous! Nowadays the rebels' men are still unreliable, I'm afraid they don't even believe it." After listening, Dr. Dmitry said disdainfully, these days he and his wife follow Sergius’ orders were mixed into the upper city to inquire about the news. He saw that the rebels expanded after the purge and recruited thugs, drunks, and cowards. The only thing they had in common was that they all said traitors, lack of discipline, and no loyalty. Words-I'm most afraid of another riot, and Xiacheng won't worry about weapons.

Just when he thought that Brother Sergius was worrying too much, the words of the other party made his heart startled.

"Not only the army, but also a large batch of food, Romanus really sent it."

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