Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

The troops that set out from Silonia, an important town in the eastern part of the empire, claimed to be "bringing order to chaos" and did not choose to go south to Iscalon, which was also one of Milin's territories.

Seriously speaking, Escalon, located in the south-central part of the empire, is Milin's only territory currently. Even if the emperor changes, this legal principle still exists.

This "counter-rebellion" force did not first capture the only territory in Milin, but chose to go straight to Huanglong and head to the imperial capital.

On the one hand, everyone felt that a small town like Iscalon, with a fixed population of less than 10,000 people, was not worth attacking with great fanfare.

Taking a detour means that it will take half a month more, which will leave more reaction time for Milin.

Gaia and her daughter Ila gathered such a force so quickly because they wanted to seize the opportunity when Milin, a foreigner who staged a Janissary coup, was not gaining a stable foothold.

The other reason is Gaia and Ila... to be precise, Ila wants to get a complete Escalon rather than a broken Iscalon... or to put it more directly, a complete hanging garden.

The splendor of the Hanging Gardens in Iscalon has been spread throughout the southern empire through various caravans and mercenaries.

Although it is still in the state of hearsay, over time, this marvelous building located in a small town in the southern empire will definitely be known to people throughout the empire and even all countries.

What is also known is the luxurious life of Milin, a Cathay native... Although Milin has never lived in this hanging garden for even a day.

And among the imperial aristocrats whose private lives were so corrupt in the legend that they constantly challenged the lower limits of human morality and ethics, the Silonian lord Ila, who was also considered the best, had regarded this magnificent and luxurious palace as his own private property. things.

As for whether she would be defeated, the emperor's daughter...the former emperor's daughter had not considered it at all.

Possessing some kind of special power, she arrogantly believed that she could rule all countries if she wanted to, but she was just too lazy to do it.

Instead of working hard for the empire like her mother and still not being able to gain favor, it would be better for her to stay in her own palace and live a life of extravagant wealth.

If it weren't for the Sky Garden, she might not have agreed with her mother's plan to "counter-rebellion" at all.

...Or maybe it was because of such thoughts that she was chosen by that special power...

However, what she didn't know was that her special power, which she thought was very powerful and was unknown at the same time, was simply a public thing in Milin's eyes.

"It's that sexy thing. The color is purple, which looks quite Roman." He was not riding on the horse, but standing next to Milin on the triumphal chariot made by His Majesty Ella and exclusive to Ibrado. Attila and Arthur said.

As generals of the cavalry, Attila and Arthur did not ride in chariots like Milin. Instead, they rode on their own horses, guarding Milin on the left and right.

The troops under their command were also arranged in two rows, one on the left and one on the right.

The Darahan cavalry, who also held torches in broad daylight, walked in a row of two on Milin's left side with their khan.

The Imperial Guards under Arthur walked in a row of three on the right side of Milin, and each of them had an additional marching lineup of two horses behind them.

Together, the troops of more than a thousand people were equipped with nearly five thousand war horses, plus the logistics and baggage troops led by Galina.

The vast force is almost close to 10,000. It is no problem to claim that it is an army of 100,000.

"Sexy??" After listening to Milin's explanation about the power hidden by his opponent, Attila showed a trace of embarrassment on his face.

"It can't be said that it's completely erotic." Milin thought for a moment and said, "What those demons pursue is more of a sensory stimulation."

"Sensory stimulation?" Attila showed a hint of enlightenment.

"Sexy is just a type of sensory stimulation. What those things really like is pain, because pain is more intense and has a more lingering aftertaste than the stimulation of sex." Milin added in more detail.

"Is it painful? What kind of pain?" Attila, who had never seen such an enemy before, wanted to know more information.

"Any kind of pain, physical, neurological, even psychological, is what those things are after," Millin said. "They take pleasure in it."

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"e..." Attila's face showed an expression that she still didn't quite understand. To be precise, she didn't quite understand how the enemy would use this kind of sensory stimulation.

"It's something like this..." Milin also felt that words alone were not very clear, so he took out an electric guitar from his storage space.

Attila looked at Milin's movements with doubtful eyes. She remembered that Milin said that this was an instrument, but it had never been played in front of her.

Under Attila's suspicious gaze, Milin directly pressed the strings on the electric guitar with very irregular movements.

Because it was not considered a performance at all, the electric guitar's sound emitted a harsh electric sound.

Stimulated by this absolutely harsh electric sound, Attila almost lost his grip on the reins and fell off the horse.

Walking on the right side of Milin, Arthur, whose horse control skills were not as good as Attila's, was immediately thrown off by the frightened horse that raised its front legs.

Fortunately, Arthur quickly pulled out his lance and stuck it on the ground to form a fulcrum, saving himself from the situation of a dog chewing on the mud.

But the Imperial Guards around them were not so lucky.

They fell and smashed, but fortunately the armor Gray Wind made for these guards was strong and light enough so that they could wear it during the march without wasting too much horsepower.

Otherwise, there would have been more than a dozen wounded people trampled by war horses this time.

Only the Darahan cavalry belonging to the system soldiers, and the war horses they rode that were also produced by the system, did not react at all to the noise made by Milin.

They still maintained a steady and even forward speed, and even the chaos in the queue on the other side did not affect them.

"Is this the power that the enemy may use?" Attila, who had regained consciousness, asked Milin. Arthur, who had organized his troops and got back on the road, also looked at Milin with a puzzled expression.

She wanted to know how she would fight against the enemies she encountered on the battlefield if they did the same thing. Would she even block her ears?

"Blocking your ears is indeed one way, and you have to cover your eyes." After finishing speaking, Milin continued: "Early gunpowder weapons mainly relied on sound and flash to fight against cavalry units, rather than weak penetration. .”

Although he didn't understand what the gunpowder weapon Milin was talking about, Arthur still asked strangely:

"But if you plug your ears and cover your eyes, how can you control the mount?"

"e, don't you know how?" When Milin asked, he moved his gaze to Attila aside.

Attila, who knew what Milin's look meant, replied:

"A qualified rider can control a mount that has lost sight and hearing..."

After finishing speaking, Attila looked at Arthur and asked, "Can't you do it?"

"Um..." Arthur showed a hint of embarrassment. It seemed that she couldn't do it... although it was normal to not be able to compare with Attila in this aspect.

After all, they were grassland people who were born on horseback, no matter which world they were in.

"Interesting, how did you command the troops to charge?" Milin asked Arthur a little strangely.

"Select the champion horse, and the other horses will naturally follow and charge." Arthur replied without concealment.

"No wonder..." No wonder what he saw on the training ground were charges of up to a hundred people. Milin thought it was because the venue was too small.

Milin, who did not blame Arthur, glanced at the Guards troops who had resumed their marching state, thought for a while and said:

"It seems there is something to do along the way."