Suleiman's face obviously looked bad at the beginning.

Suleiman was actually a conceited person. Obviously, he was angry at the words of this Franchise man, but he seemed to be holding back his temper and not getting angry. Then he finally smiled and said, "Is there such a person in the world?"

The Franji man showed a look of yearning, smiled confidently, and said, "He is from Jerusalem, a descendant of the holy city, the son of heaven, dispersing all evil great monarchs in the world, he has the vastest territory in the world, he is the guiding light of the lost lamb, he is the believer of the Lord, Rome, Ottoman, Byzantium, and Greek monarchs, who cannot match him, and not as far as his, he is the light and the sun, and calls for lightning when he is angry, and can make flowers bloom on the earth when he is happy, he is the great supreme Holy Roman Emperor, his Majesty... "

As soon as he heard that the Ottoman monarch was not as good as him, Suleiman was furious.

The Ottoman monarch, known as Khalifa, needs to be drafted when bragging, because the title of the great Ottoman monarch alone is enough for children who learn knowledge to recite it for ten days and half a month. People without extraordinary memory are afraid that they will not be able to remember it.

Seeing the Franji man pretending without changing his face, Suleiman could hear it, his face became colder and said, "He asked you to come, but do you have anything to tell me?"

The Franji said: "The great king of kings, the supreme holy Roman emperor, His Majesty, asks you to open the city gate immediately, take off your shirt, and expose your chest to welcome his great army into the city. Otherwise, His Majesty will kill all the Sultan tribe and hang your head on..."

He said, holding a letter of nationality in his hand.

At this time, Ye Chunqiu was no longer interested in listening.

Is this Folang Ji Man wrong? He came to pretend to be this pussy, obviously he was trying to die, okay?

Suleiman was indeed furious and shouted: "Come, come!"

He interrupted the Franjiman and sternly said: "Kill him, kill him!"

"I am not afraid of death." The Franjiman looked at Suleiman with fearless face and began to mock her, and his firepower was fully opened: "I will serve him in the name of the Son of God. Even if I die, I can be summoned by God and ascend to heaven!"

Several warriors could not wait to trot in, and someone raised his scimitar and cut his throat directly.

The Francophone covered his bloody neck, but with a smile on his face, it fell to the ground with a thud.

Someone presented his letter of country to Suleiman. Suleiman almost didn't look at it. He immediately tore it to pieces and said with a ferocious face: "If you kill this Franji barbarian, you will be rewarded with 100 kilograms of gold!"

Ye Chunqiu looked at the messenger of Franji who had fallen in a pool of blood, but he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

This messenger was really strange. He called the Holy Roman Emperor the Son of God. This was definitely a rebellious act for the church at this time. Does the Roman Emperor really have such energy?

For Ye Chunqiu, there were more doubts, but obviously he felt that this matter was becoming more and more interesting.

He knew very well the strength of Habsburg. This family that was currently inheriting the Holy Roman Emperor rose entirely by marriage. Although he had jumped into the most powerful family in Franchise, he would never dare to call himself the Son of God.

This...it's simply a Hong Xiu, all of you.

But who is this so-called Holy Roman Emperor? What kind of person is this kind of ability?

Thinking of this, Ye Chunqiu was a little confused and felt that his mind was about to explode, because he soon realized that in the current Franchise, there was no one who dared to claim to be the Son of God.

In the past, Ye Chunqiu was invincible, relying on tenacity and wisdom, but his greatest dependence was the light brain. As long as what happened to humans had, there were always traces to follow in the light brain. Because of this, Ye Chunqiu could always know something beforehand and be invincible than everyone. But now... he was confused because he found that the current history has undergone a huge deviation, and this deviation completely surpassed his imagination.

He frowned, but his eyes fell on a sabre-wearing warrior in the palace. The warrior was looking at Ye Chunqiu with bright eyes, with obvious displeasure in his eyes. Ye Chunqiu thought to himself and approached Ibrahim Pasha, lowered his voice and said, "Who is that person?"

Ibrahim Pasha glanced at the warrior and said, "This is Shahin, the commander of the Mutfirika Cavalry Regiment." After thinking about it, Ibrahim Pasha continued, "This man is in charge of the Sultan's guards."

Ye Chunqiu nodded secretly and took this opportunity to ask the other people in the hall. Ibrahim Pasha answered truthfully. In addition to many nobles from the servant country, they were civil and military officials in the Ottoman court, each of them had different reactions.

Ye Chunqiu secretly wrote down their names and thought to himself that the crusaders would soon arrive at the city, and this legendary man would soon surface. He could not wait to see who this man was.

Suleiman seemed to be angry and his eyes were wandering in the hall like a knife. Many people dared not look directly at his eyes, and they all lowered their heads to avoid it. When Suleiman's eyes fell on Ye Chunqiu, they suddenly became strange. He smiled and said to Ye Chunqiu: "King of Lu, are you okay? Is there any place to treat it inappropriately?"

Ye Chunqiu replied plainly: "Everything is good. Only the bad thing is a question. Who is our enemy?"

Suleiman smiled and said, "Of course it's the Crusader."

Ye Chunqiu shook his head and said, "I know it's a crusader, but doesn't the Sultan think that what happened to Franchi is very strange?"

In fact, everyone was puzzled by the question Ye Chunqiu asked. This matter was really strange. In fact, the Ottomans knew the Franchise people very well, and there were even a large number of Ottoman works that were in Venice.

But in fact, until now, no one knows what happened to this Holy Roman emperor. Some say they are Turkic, some say they are Jerusalem, some say they are from Indochina, and some say they may be Tatars.
Chapter completed!