Four-Armed Divine Emperor

There are also various basic "welfare" that are rapidly popularized, such as education, medical care, commodities, jobs, etc., which quickly "buy" people's hearts. With the help of "missionary" covering a wide range of psychic energy - brainwashing effect, a farmer who has suffered all his life will not care which lord lives in the castle. They only need to rely on the simplest things that are actually related to their own interests.

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Being able to accept the "conqueror" and gradually develop a sense of "gratitude" and acceptance is enough.

They developed trust in the existence of the "Reverend Father" and the Son of the Stars, and took the initiative to eliminate their mental resistance. This was enough.

Soon, all people will, at an almost exaggerated speed that can be described as the "convert effect", change from the past XX territory, XX country, XX people to a unified mark that will never be replaced.

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"People who honor the Father."

The Four-Armed Ones do not collect taxes, but when Ai'er, when the tribe needs them, they are ready to ask their believers to give everything. Of course, they probably will not encounter such a moment in the lifetime of this generation, or even their next generation, and the next generation. Even if Ai'er fails in the war for Yil, the retreat he prepares for himself is to "run away with his people" and run to the occupied and cultivated other world to develop again.

And these people will grow and develop, generation after generation, in an absolutely fair, absolutely efficient, absolutely safe, and absolutely beautiful environment created for them by the Reverend Father and the Son of the Stars.

The process of their "growth" is to provide the Four-Armed People with the "human tax" they need.

Chapter 198: Alyosha

The head of the "contemporary" Usriv Empire was an exile who started out by conquering and unifying nomads from the Kipchak steppes. Later, after the situation collapsed, he fought his way into his homeland in the north. He used the high mobility of his cavalry to miraculously turn defeat into victory even when he was at a disadvantage in spellcasting power. In the end, he became the reunifier and founder of the empire. Because the name of the country is connected with the name of the clan, the name of the country did not change, but the royal family did.

War mages can easily massacre mortal legions, but that is for infantry. Highly mobile cavalry is not so easy to deal with - at least if they want to run, war mages cannot easily solve the problem. On the battlefield, a qualified war mage cannot leave the cover of the servant legion to chase the enemy. That is not their mission. In fact, the victory or defeat of the war has no necessary connection with them, because even a great defeat will not affect the status of these extraordinary people. The difference is that the contract is signed by someone else, or the monthly payment is slightly hindered by the war.

The founder of the Usriv Empire was keenly aware of this "weakness". He fully utilized the mobility advantage of his large cavalry, tried to avoid direct combat, and dealt with the enemy with guerrilla tactics. If the enemy sent a large army to attack, he would use his main force to delay them, while the cavalry would attack cities in the rear. Even if it was not easy to capture a large city, he could still harass the countryside and block trade routes and food supplies.

The Northern Empire has always been a relatively weak link in the civilization of the Tartarus continent. The rural areas and towns in the country are powerful, and urbanization is a minority. Mages, as extraordinary beings who are more noble than nobles, are mostly unable to settle in poor environments that are too barren for them. They tend to gather in big cities. Therefore, Boha's tactics are very effective against the special environment of the Northern Empire.

Soon, the local boya (feudal nobles) heads (similar to gentry) could not stand it anymore. The businesses of the court and the nobles were mostly related to the cities, but their territories and properties were all in the countryside. Boha's troops could not capture the big cities, but it was relatively easy to burn villages, plunder towns, and capture rural castles.

These people are unstable, and they are the main component of the Northern Empire's army. No matter how powerful you are as a knight, even if you are a ruthless man wearing power armor and holding a grenade launcher to fight against the big devil alone, you cannot change the fact that it is the hundreds of millions of mortal Astra Militarum who truly hold up the Empire's front line.

These people either withdrew their troops to protect their homeland, or turned to Boha or remained neutral in exchange for the other side not targeting them. In the end, they successfully made the "legitimate successor of the Northern Empire", the Noric nobleman Romanov, who seemed to have the most chance of winning in the battle for the empire, lose the war because he had lost the support of the middle and lower classes. Even if he had a big city in his hands, it would be prosperity in vain. The head of the family at that time finally announced his abdication from the throne and exiled himself to Pridain. Then Boha led his troops into Ivangelis, laying the foundation for the Boha dynasty.

Boha himself was from a noble family. The bloodline of the Uslif royal family could be traced back to the ancient witch king. This was indeed the case, as a few people in their royal family even had innate spellcasting abilities. However, according to the laws of the White Tower, they had to disguise and conceal their abilities until they received training.

But he was able to humble himself and not deal with a group of barbarians who were not even "civilized". Instead, he found opportunities in them. He started from the barren land of the Cumans, created unprecedented achievements, and was revered as a great emperor. Today's Usrev Tsar lineage originated from his bloodline.

Ai'er sent his third son Caesar to lead the army from the black grassland to the north, conquering the east and the west, conquering a large area of ​​territory from the eastern part of the Cumans to the Broken Jade City - the vast ocean, and established the "Purple Tent Khanate" and the "Dragon Eagle Khanate". In fact, in a sense, he was also following the strategies of his predecessors.

......

Alyosha was a nobleman of Uslev, a member of the upper three banners, and a native of the old Tsargrad. His ancestors followed Emperor Bokha the Great into the pass.

His ancestor was originally a herdsman leader on the Kipchak steppe. Although he was called a leader, in fact, the entire tribe had only a dozen young and strong men who could ride horses. Going further back, their lineage was made up of exiles who failed in the struggle of the Northern Empire. They came to the grassland with their wealth and power to live in seclusion, and eventually multiplied.

Later, they were conquered by Boha and pledged allegiance to the former.

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He returned to his homeland of the empire. His ancestors were ordered to harass the enemy's rear, burning, killing and looting everywhere, making a lot of money, making many contributions, and getting a high position. Emperor Boha waved his pen - it happened that the boya of these lands were killed, so he appointed you as the boya lord of these lands.

The original owners of these pieces of land were killed by Boha's horses on the battlefield. It just so happened that when Alyosha's ancestors "harassed the rear", they came to rob several places.

But it doesn't matter. It's a war, it's normal, the winner takes all.

After Alyosha's grandfather arrived at the place, he waved his hand and brought all the remaining women from the former lord's family. He married the widows and gave the unmarried ones to his children. Since they all had his family surname anyway, the handover of governance was completed smoothly.

By the time it reached Alyosha, it had already been passed down to the twentieth generation.

He was a very enterprising young man. He had two older brothers who died in battle. One died in the west when he went to fight the noble federation supported by the Kronos Empire and the Ostrogoths. The other one had not been in the east a few years ago and died in a fight with the nomadic Khanate on the grassland. However, he still joined the army with great ambition and confidence. He took the initiative to serve the Tsar, enlisted in the army, became a glorious sword-bearing noble, and with the title of "Tsar's Guard", he became a thousand-man captain of a legion and embarked on the glorious battlefield to defend the Tsar, the motherland, and the truth of the White Tower.

........

"——Ah Xsha!"

Alyosha was lying in a puddle, and an illusion seemed to appear in front of his eyes. He saw his dead brother calling his name, but he could not hear it clearly. He could only roughly make out that it seemed like someone was calling his own name.

“Alyosha!”

He shook his head vigorously, and the man also shook his body, which helped to even out his brain and enable him to listen carefully.

"Olov?"

He recognized the man as his good friend and asked in confusion, "Where am I?!"

The man, as if frightened, slapped him hard and shouted, "By the grace of Orlov, your brain is only half broken—Olov is dead! I am Boris!"

Alyosha frowned and shook his head vigorously twice, which made him feel a severe discomfort in the back of his head, as if it was about to split, but it finally made his memory and vision match up.

"Boris!" He remembered! The man before him was a comrade he had met in the army, a young man who had volunteered to join the army. The two of them had similar aspirations and were under the same command, so they quickly became good friends. He was no longer just his childhood playmate, Orlov.

"Retreat quickly!" Boris said hurriedly when he saw that he had finally woken up.

"What?" Alyosha was startled. Retreat? What happened?

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"Where are we?" His mind was obviously still not fully awake, and he had no complete memory of what had happened before.

Boris was anxious. Seeing that he had no external injuries, he simply pulled him out of the mud pit. The two of them climbed out of the big pit that was caused by someone unknown, and they were all in a mess. Boris grabbed his arm and pointed at the scene that was barely filled with smoke and deafening noises.

"We are on the battlefield! Remember? We are on the battlefield!"

Boris seemed to be affected by something. Alyosha could hear him even if he spoke normally, but he insisted on shouting.

"Yes, the battlefield!" Alyosha answered Boris's words instinctively, but he was still a little dazed, with dull eyes, as if he was shocked by the scene before him and couldn't speak.

Boris continued his strange, shouting conversation:

"The Tsar's flag has fallen! Our mission is accomplished, and we are retreating! Do you understand?—God damn it! We have lost! We are running away! Do you understand?"

Seeing that Alyosha was still a little stunned, he simply did not use "complex" terms that required understanding, such as "retreat", but directly explained their situation in simple and clear words.

There were five people gathered around the two of them, two of them were their adjutants, three were their personal soldiers, and no one knew where the others had been scattered. It was really lucky to be able to gather these people together - but unfortunately, even though their position was already on the edge of the battlefield, they were still hit by the enemy's "magic cannon". Fortunately, it was just the shock that unfortunately rushed to Alyosha.

"Yes! Tsar, retreat!"

Alyosha was still chewing on these words in confusion, but he still obediently followed Boris to the back, and at the same time tried hard to recall what happened before he was "shocked" on the way.

The Tsar's flag retreated, their blocking mission was completed, and the war was undoubtedly a failure.

No, it was a battle, just a battle, and from a certain perspective, this "retreat" was already in their plan. So if Mrs. Usli achieved this goal, it cannot be considered a failure, but should be regarded as a success.

Alyosha thought so in his heart, and couldn't help but wonder why his thoughts were so strange.

Everywhere you look on the road is chaos. Some people are still moving forward without knowing why, while others, like them, have lost their organization and are "moving forward" in any direction that is not the battle ahead.

Uslif is an old empire, because unlike the Zoroastrian Empire, which changed dynasties in times of chaos, the imperial lineage was replaced, and the country was rebuilt, they "changed the house but not the country". For nearly a thousand years, this country name and clan name has been the same, and it has been less affected by the turmoil. Although the north is sometimes bitterly cold, it has also nurtured hundreds of millions of people.

The Tsarist Empire was huge

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Even the standing army was said to have as many as "a million", but the combat effectiveness varied greatly. There were elite troops such as the Tsar's Guards, the Guards Corps, and the Holy Army, as well as disorganized serf groups with poor combat effectiveness and extremely poor discipline.

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In terms of military system, it actually still continues the early tribal prince tradition. It is a loose "military alliance" rather than a unified army of one country.

But it is undeniable that their numbers are indeed large. When fighting with neighboring countries, the cavalry they mobilized alone could be more than the infantry of the enemy. However, their battle record was not very good. But everyone was used to this method. No matter how many cannon fodders died, they could "grow again" in the land next year. At least it was enough to show their strength by mobilizing them.

Their victories have always required a huge price to pay on paper. Of course, the Boye nobles don't care about most of the numbers, and failure is bound to be a major defeat due to the lack of organization under them. However, under the effect of decentralization, there are hundreds of snakes, and they can't lose much. Because war tests true gold, capable people who are not dead will soon stand out, and then organize a counterattack. Relying on this strange method of first defeating a bunch of "unqualified people", then screening out a few elite and capable people to organize, and then winning, the huge empire has become famous.

However, the opponents they faced this time were obviously not the same as their previous enemies, and would no longer give Mrs. Usli the opportunity to "sell blood" in exchange for promotion.

Even if they had, they wouldn't be able to hold on.

Because this is not essentially a war just against them.

The Usriv Empire was just an inevitable, but not necessary, chapter in this frenzy that swept the world.

......

Alyosha and others are extremely lucky.

They were part of the blocking echelon, and there were a large number of reserve cannon fodder behind them to prepare for resistance, so they didn't have to be completely defeated and chased by the enemy. But even so, they looked back at the situation in the "rear" from time to time and found that the speed of collapse seemed to be faster than they could have imagined. Alyosha couldn't even remember what the enemy looked like, what their strength was, and what their weapons and equipment were.

My mind seemed to go blank after the shock, as if I had lost all my previous memories. I could only follow Boris and run backwards.

On the way, they also met a cavalry team that was advancing. It was said that they had received a reconnaissance mission and had to go back to report, but they could not find their superiors. The leader was also a young nobleman, vigorous and confident. He expressed concern for the situation of Alyosha and Boris but also showed a little disdain. He said that he would take the troops to the front line to fight, and planned to launch an attack on the enemy before coming back, otherwise he would retreat without fighting the enemy.

“It’s really a betrayal of honor.”

Most of his subordinates were his family retainers and close followers. These people were tied to their lord from birth to death and had no extra thoughts about going to hell or heaven - of course, perhaps they had not seen the situation in hell yet.

But the young nobleman was still very empathetic. He asked his subordinates to lend two more horses to Boris and Alyosha.

Of course it is borrowed. The Uslif nobles have a clear view of all their property. In theory, they only "borrow" and "sell" and never give away. However, it is up to them to decide when to return it.

Alyosha followed Boris in thanking him, and the two mounted their horses and retreated to the north, with their adjutants and bodyguards naturally following behind.

According to Boris, the Tsar's army was retreating in the southwest direction. They avoided the same direction first, which could also help share the burden of pursuers. After retreating to a safe distance, they would go around the south to seek a rendezvous.

Alyosha really couldn't understand how these people could "share the pressure" for the Tsar's army, but his mind was empty now, so he followed Boris.

The group ran for a distance and then brought two more horses along the way, just enough for everyone to sit down, before they increased their speed.

According to Boris's idea, he originally wanted to take only the adjutant, and since they just ran away on one horse and two men, he would just leave the personal soldiers behind to fend for themselves. However, Alyosha was very kind and did not want to abandon the personal soldiers who had followed him for a long time, so he insisted on taking them with him to retreat.

When they ran about dozens of miles away from the front-line battlefield, they came across a small river and a forest. Alyosha and his companions stopped to rest for a while.

At this moment, Alyosha suddenly heard someone calling his name in the woods.

"Alyosha"

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He spread out his hands, sprinkled the river water, and looked up ahead.

"Alyosha"

He heard the voice again; someone was indeed calling his name.

Boris, who was standing by, was burying his head in the stream, so he looked back at his adjutants and bodyguards who, although hungry and thirsty, observed the order of seniority and did not drink with their superiors.

"Did you hear that?"

Both lieutenants were stunned for a moment. Alyosha still couldn't tell which of them was whose subordinate. But he felt a little familiar with the younger one, who was more responsive. Although he didn't understand why, he immediately replied: "No... My lord, what did you hear?"

"Someone is calling me, didn't you hear it?" Alyosha asked back, and looked towards the woods on the opposite bank. The sound seemed to come from that direction.

The stream is small and not very wide, so you can cross it by wading a few steps.

"crash"

Boris on the side held his breath and

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It swung in the water, splashing water everywhere.

He didn't know what was going on yet. He wiped his face and said excitedly, "Let's get ready. Let's get enough water and cross the river. The current will cover our scent, so we don't have to worry about the enemy pursuing us."

Alyosha always felt that Boris was taking things for granted, as if he regarded these defeated soldiers, who were not even remnants of a defeated army, as too "official". If someone really came to chase them, footprints alone would be enough. Why would they need special hunting dogs to track the scent?

Of course, this is also a "common problem" among professional students who come out of military academies. After they have experienced enough battles and are still alive, the flames of war will temper them into the "right" side.

"and many more......"

Alyosha held Boris's hand.

"Alyosha..."

His eyes, as blue as the sky, were fixed on the woods on the other side of the river. He heard the voice calling him again, and he was sure it was not an illusion.

"what happened?"

Boris looked at Alyosha's face, which still had a bit of childishness but was already very handsome. Because of his previous experience, it now had a bit of a messy feeling.

Suddenly he exclaimed in admiration and brought up a topic completely unrelated to the current situation.

"I heard that in the capital, the Duke's daughter was jealous of you and even had a fight. The wife of a foreign ambassador even gave you silk. It seems unlikely that it was a rumor."

"Shh!"

Alyosha didn't care at all when his companion talked about his appearance, even if Boris was a male ketone he didn't care at all at the moment.

Those jewel-like eyes were fixed on the shadows of the woods, waiting for something to be revealed.