On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Chapter 1166 A Journey to Constantinople, Thousands of Miles Away

He said with a smug look on his face.

Murong Yan was amused by his shameless act of getting the better deal while pretending to be innocent.

She knew that she had been completely convinced by him.

At this moment, she was still wearing the Phoenix Descent Dress, which served as her only nightgown.

The deep black Suzhou brocade base material, under the bright sunlight in the Imperial Garden, seemed to transform into a giant world map.

And she and the man beside her are the highest-ranking players playing chess on this map!

The colossal phoenix embroidered with real gold thread seemed to be cheering for their earth-shattering and magnificent plan!

His phoenix eyes shone with an unprecedented brilliance, brimming with wisdom and passion!

It's as if I can already see the dragon flag and phoenix totem of the Great Qian Dynasty.

At that moment, it flew high over the distant western continent!

The five-zhang-long, dark gold Suzhou brocade train spread out freely on the grass.

That luxurious disarray was filled with an absolute confidence and domineering aura that treated the whole world as its own chessboard!

"Okay, whatever you say."

Murong Yan nodded and made her final decision.

"Preach my will!"

"Commander of the Divine Machine Battalion, Regent Lin Zhen, immediately muster five thousand elite troops from the Divine Machine Battalion!"

"Let's set off immediately!"

"A journey to Constantinople, thousands of miles away!"

"Reinforce our great Qian's friendly nation, the Roman Empire!"

"in addition,"

She paused, a sly smile identical to Lin Zhen's appeared on her lips.

“Tell the messenger from the Roman Empire.”

"All expenses incurred by my Great Qian in sending troops."

"This includes the soldiers' pay, the loss of their weapons, and compensation for their emotional distress..."

"The Roman Empire will bear all the costs!"

"And it must be settled in gold!"

The middle-aged businessman standing to the side identified himself as Marco Polo.

Listen to this scheming couple's back-and-forth banter.

A fine layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

He felt as if he had fallen into a huge pit.

And he dug it himself...

The decision to launch an expedition to Constantinople was casually made by Lin Zhen and Murong Yan in the Imperial Garden.

This was a momentous decision that was enough to change the course of world history.

To them, it was as simple as deciding what to eat tonight.

Marco Polo, an envoy from the Roman Empire.

After receiving a clear reply from the Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty regarding sending troops.

Naturally, I was extremely grateful and thankful.

As for the so-called additional clause that "all expenses shall be borne by the Roman Empire and must be settled in gold."

He felt a pang of regret.

But compared to the immense crisis of the impending fall of the city and the destruction of the country.

What is this small price to pay?

As long as we can get the powerful savior from the East.

Let alone settling in gold.

Even if they were to take away the golden toilets from the Roman palace.

He accepted it!

then.

An unprecedented long-distance expedition spanning thousands of miles across Eurasia.

And so, unexpectedly, it began in a grand and spectacular fashion.

Lin Zhen was the supreme commander of the Shenji Battalion.

Naturally, he was the undisputed commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force.

He made it sound so easy.

But deep down, he knew better than anyone else.

Just how immense were the difficulties and challenges faced on this expedition?

A long supply line spanning thousands of miles.

A completely unfamiliar geographical and climatic environment.

Foreign allies who don't speak the same language.

And that powerful enemy, also equipped with a large number of firearms—the Ottoman Turks.

If any link in this chain goes wrong.

All of this was enough to plunge his isolated army of five thousand men into an abyss of no return!

So in these few days before setting off.

He practically locked himself away in the secret base of the Shenji Camp.

They were making final preparations for the battle day and night.

He divided the 5,000 soldiers of the Shenji Battalion into five battalions of 1,000 men each.

Each battalion was equipped with the finest matchlock guns and ample ammunition.

He also established a special maintenance team composed of the Ministry of Works' top craftsmen to accompany the army.

This was to ensure that any muskets damaged on the battlefield could be repaired and replaced in a timely manner.

Besides.

He also unprecedentedly established a brand-new department within the military.

—The General Staff.

He selected dozens of the smartest and most resourceful young officers from the Twelve Guards of the Capital Garrison, who were also proficient in geography, arithmetic, and multiple languages.

They formed the first true think tank in the history of the Great Qian Dynasty.

This staff is not responsible for the actual fighting and charges.

Their only task was to stay by Lin Zhen's side.

He was responsible for gathering intelligence, analyzing enemy situations, developing operational plans, and handling all communication and coordination with local allies.

It can be said.

For this expedition.

Lin Zhen incorporated all the advanced military concepts from later generations into his mind.

They brought everything out without reservation.

He wanted to take over his Shenji Battalion.

To build an invincible army that surpasses this era by hundreds of years!

Murong Yan was also preparing for the upcoming expedition of her beloved man.

Making final preparations.

She knew she couldn't go with him.

She was the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty.

She had to stay behind to oversee things.

Protect this vast empire for him.

But her heart had already flown with him to the distant West.

These days she spends almost every day in Qifeng Pavilion.

He personally packed Lin Zhen's luggage for his expedition.

From changes of clothes to everyday medicines.

From his favorite dried meat to his preferred tea set.

She does everything herself, no matter how small.

They were afraid of making even the slightest oversight.

Late at night that day.

The Qifeng Pavilion was still brightly lit.

Murong Yan was sitting under the lamp.

She was sewing a close-fitting soft nail for Lin Zhen.

This soft armor is woven from Tianshan snow silk mixed with gold and silver threads.

Lightweight and soft, yet incredibly tough.

It is strong enough to withstand the slashes of ordinary swords and knives.

It was the last line of defense she could provide for the man she loved.

At this moment, she was still wearing the Phoenix Descent Dress, which served as her only nightgown.

The deep black Suzhou brocade fabric appeared exceptionally quiet and gentle under the flickering candlelight in the dead of night.

It seemed to be silently accompanying its owner, who was burdened with worries.

The colossal phoenix embroidered with real gold thread also withdrew all its brilliance.

Her phoenix eyes were lowered, revealing endless worry and reluctance for her lover who was about to leave.

The five-zhang-long trailing dark gold Suzhou brocade stretched from her feet all the way to the depths of the bedchamber.

Like a silent, black-gold ocean shrouded in sorrow and parting.

That luxurious disarray was filled with a kind of lingering, inextricable sorrow of parting.

at this time.

The door to the sleeping quarters was gently pushed open.

Lin Zhen, dressed in military uniform and exuding an aura of iron will and hardship, walked in from outside.

He had just returned from the Shenji Camp base.

I saw that petite figure under the lamp, still staying up all night for herself.

His heart was instantly filled with an indescribable tenderness and guilt.

"Yan'er, why aren't you asleep yet, it's so late?"

Lin Zhen tiptoed up behind her.

He gently pulled her into his arms from behind.

Murong Yan's body trembled slightly.

She put down her needlework and turned to look at him.

Those beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with unyielding worry and reluctance.

"You're back."

Her voice was very soft and gentle.

With a barely perceptible hoarseness.

"Yes, I'm back."

Lin Zhen buried his face deeply in the crook of her neck.

He greedily inhaled the familiar orchid scent that brought him peace of mind.

"Are you all ready?"

Murong Yan reached out and gently stroked his face, which looked slightly haggard from days of hard work.

Her voice was filled with heartache.

"Everything is ready."

Lin Zhen nodded.

"The army will set off early tomorrow morning."

Murong Yan's eyes instantly reddened.

Although she had known all along that this day would come sooner or later.

But when parting is truly imminent.

She still couldn't quite accept it.

She really didn't want him to leave.

She was really afraid that he would be in danger.

She really, really wanted to go with him.

Even if it's just following him around, serving him tea and water, doing laundry and cooking for him.

She was willing to do it.

But she can't.

She was the emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty.

She carries the well-being and hope of hundreds of millions of people on her shoulders.

She can't be willful.

"Husband..."