After confirming the incompetence of Ella and Ligurian navy, Ipolita turned its energy back to the siege of Constantinier. Just the day after the messenger left, Ipolita participated in the siege.

She put on the golden armor she obtained from the Delphi Temple. Under the sun, the armor shone brightly and shone as bright as the sun in the sky!

Such dazzling armor was naturally "careful" by crossbow arrows. Ipolita smiled and pushed away a few flying crossbow arrows, suddenly raised the bow and arrows obtained from the Delphi Temple, and pulled the bow strings several times in a row. She did not hit the arrows, but the sunlight turned into arrows, accurately knocking all the flying crossbow arrows into the air!

The real sun god Apollo bow! Unlike the fake bow that broke in Dust's hand, it can shoot out light out of thin air in the darkness, and can also turn the sun into arrows during the day!

After blocking all the arrows, Ipolita finally pulled out an arrow and shot into the sky! The arrow flew into the air and suddenly shot out a bright bright light like the sun, which made the entire battlefield unable to open its eyes!

When the light gradually dimmed, everyone's eyes were on Epolita on the battlefield. She held up the sun god Apollo bow to the sky majestic. If her hair was not silver, people would have mistakenly thought it was Apollo to appear!

A cruel smile appeared on Ipolita's face.

"Try to enjoy the sunshine, you will never have a chance."

She took out the arrow for the second time and stabbed the arrow into her arm, contaminating it with her own blood. Then, she pulled the bow with an exaggerated move and pointed it at the sun in the sky.

"Let my guardian become like this, this is the consequence of your suffering!"

She shot arrows stained with her own blood into the sky. The arrow flew into the air like the previous arrow, but it exploded into darkness. The darkness with a little bloody red spread in the sky, and in a short while it covered the entire city, as if a dark red umbrella was built above Constantineer.

Ipolita took out another arrow, stabbed into her body as before, contaminated her blood, and then shot into the sky. She shot ten arrows in a row until her magic power was exhausted, and then she turned back to the besieged camp.

Throughout the day, the sky above Constantine was covered by such dark red. Until the night came, the pure darkness wiped the red from the sky. The people of Constantine waited nervously until the day of the next day, but the sky was still dark red and there was no trace of light.

People went crazy. The priests of the temple were the first to get restless. They were barefoot and covered in their hair, shouting in the street that Constantine was cursed by Apollo. The priests' words incited more people and caused panic in the whole city.

The envoy of Constantineer came to the siege camp for the second time and asked to see the lords of the Almani Federation, especially the one who shot the arrows. But before the envoy spoke, Ipolita said coldly: "I am not in the mood to listen to the envoy of Constantineer."

"Baselus has seriously considered your opinions..."

"I said, I'm not in the mood to listen to your nonsense now." Epolita interrupted the messenger again, then stretched his feet forward, "But if you could lick my soles, maybe I would be in a better mood."

In diplomatic occasions, this was an extremely serious insult to the Qiqiu Empire. The messenger turned his head and left with a dark face.

Constantineer seemed to have been abandoned by the sun, and the sky on the third day was dark red like the previous two days.

That day, the Federation of Almany launched a fierce attack on the walls of Theodosi again.

That night, a new messenger came to the besieged camp. Before Epolita could speak, he took the initiative to kneel on the ground and crawled towards Epolita's thighs. Epolita chuckled, suddenly kicked the messenger away, and threw his shoes in front of the messenger.

"Don't take advantage of me," said Ipolita, "just lick my shoes there."

The new messenger licked his shoes carefully without saying a word. This obedience made Epolita frown: "You are not a high-ranking official, but just a servant, are you?"

The messenger was stunned for a moment, and Ipolita knew that he was right.

"You Basels will take advantage of loopholes..., let's talk, what proposal does he have?"

When the messenger heard this, he was overjoyed and nodded and said, "Baseles said he was willing to pay ten times the amount, as long as you can withdraw your troops... and return the sun."

Ipolita laughed contemptuously, then shook his head.

"That was a proposal two days ago. You didn't agree at that time. Do you think you can negotiate peace at this price now?"

The messenger was stunned: "Then...what's the price now?"

"Ten times the gold is still to be given, but there must be something added. Don't your Basels want to be friends with the Almany Federation? Then how about it-"

Ipolita paused on purpose and continued:

"There are now thirty-six lords of Almani here. You can choose the daughters of thirty-six high-ranking officials and bring them one by one back. How about it?"

As soon as these words came out, even the face of the humble new messenger was stunned. He stammered: "How could Basels agree to this proposal?"

"Ah, I also forgot one, your Princess Anna is engaged to the Governor's son. Originally, the Governor's son should have married into his family, but now in this way, let us take the little princess back together, how about it?"

"Are you serious?" the messenger asked in disbelief. "Even if we fail, we will never accept such a proposal!"

"Since that's the case, we have to continue attacking Constantineer."

Ipolita walked off the chair and smiled and hooked his shoes from the messenger's hand with his toes.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you that once Constantine falls, it will not be just the daughter of thirty-six high-ranking officials. There are 40,000 soldiers here, so you have to pick 80,000 of your wives and daughters away, right?"

Eighty thousand, this number is almost equal to the number of all young women in Constantine. The messenger left Ipolita's camp in shame with a blue face.

This incident soon reached the ears of other lords of the Almani Federation.

"What's going on?" Duke Saxon hurried over, "Since the enemy is ready to give ten times the amount, what else can we fight?"
Chapter completed!