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Chapter 394: Dragon Fighting in the Wild

"For the Empire! For God! For Augustus!"

A dozen giant dragons of the Valleolius family let out a deafening roar, and under the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd, they transformed into real colorful dragons in the flames and thunder that soared into the sky. Their bodies were larger than land dragons, and their abilities were more comprehensive. The monstrous dragon might was like a sea, covering the hearts of all enemies, making them feel desperate and suffocated. The dragon wings that covered the sky rolled up a storm, soaring above the high sky, and spewing dragon flames towards the ground.

One time

The purple burning lightning, like a collapsing thunderous sky, or like a galaxy of destruction descending from the universe, fell directly among the land dragon knights, bombarding the flesh and nerves of the land dragons, burning their dragon scales and skin, and making them scream miserably.

And Indrognir, who was in the lead, spewed out four completely different kinds of dragon breath. Some of the dragon riders under the shadow of her wings were burned into dry charcoal by dragon flames, some were knocked to the ground by thunder, and their dragon scales and skin were covered with tree-like totems after electric shock. Some were frozen into hideous ice sculptures, and some were directly corroded by acid mist, and their flesh and skin gradually turned into soft pink mud, which gradually dissolved from the white bones, fell off, and fell to the earth.

After a round of dragon breath, the huge beasts of the Valleoliu family swooped down from the sky like lightning, smashed into the group of land dragons and started a head-on battle with them. The battle between the beasts was extremely brutal. Their bloody mouths tore off large pieces of broken scales and flesh as they bit each other. Their sharp claws cut through the sky, causing sparks to fly on the enemy's scales and blood and flesh to fly everywhere!

A giant dragon from the Palaiologos family bit Lu Xinglong's left shoulder, its fangs cutting the tendons and its molars crushing the flesh and blood. It swallowed the large piece of dragon scales and flesh and blood into its stomach, biting a bloody hole in the flesh alive. Half of the dragon's mouth drilled into Lu Xinglong's abdominal cavity, and then it fired a flaming dragon breath directly at its fragile internal organs and bones!

In an instant, Lu Xinglong's huge body swelled up like a balloon, filled with purple dragon flames and angry storms. His white scales were dyed pale pink by the anger in his body. His internal organs instantly melted in the high temperature, and the whole dragon died in severe pain. After the dragon's breath ended, his huge body that had expanded like a balloon collapsed as if it had a leak, and shrunk into a charred, shriveled skin.

After the dragons of Palaiologos, the warriors of the Third Legion also drew out their muskets and began to shoot. With the dragons and Aenarion himself holding the line, more and more musketeers fired at the knights recklessly. The artillery carts had been hiding in safe places since the beginning of the war, firing a round every five minutes, leaving the knights helpless. At this point, the offensive of the Shinra knights was completely blocked.

The Third Legion, the Sons of the Emperor, in the center blocked the charge of the Shinra Knights, while the Second Legion, the Varyag, on both sides began to outflank and encircle the group of knights who had penetrated deep into the enemy camp. They used their left hands to stick their moon blade axes into the ground as supports, and placed their heavy Vulcan spears on the axes in their right hands, firing continuously from both wings and dealing heavy blows to the enemy. Some land dragons and their squire knights noticed something was wrong and tried to charge from both wings, but were then beaten to a bloody pulp by the Varyag's fierce three-line volley.

After finally rushing up, a three-meter-tall Viking warrior suddenly transformed into a fifteen-meter-tall armored giant in the hot fog. He half-knelt on the ground with his arms outstretched, and resisted the charge of the three-headed land dragon without taking a single step back, giving Varyag enough time to directly shoot the knight on the dragon's back, making dozens of bloody holes in his body.

Some of the remaining Varangians held muskets with bayonets as spears and tried their best to block the charge of the squire knights. The Varangians at the back wielded crescent axes to chop the horses' legs and cut the knights. They used their infantry bodies to block the charge of the squire knights and even killed them on the spot!

The knight masters couldn't even charge at the Varyag Legion, and the huge number of conscripted infantry behind them were useless. Before they could charge forward, they were shot down like weeds by the three lines of fire. When they managed to charge forward, they were chopped down by axes, with limbs flying everywhere and flesh and blood splattered everywhere. They almost collapsed at the first touch.

The charge at the front was blocked, and the breakouts on both sides failed. This rather prominent main force of Shinra had been surrounded on three sides.

At this moment, the most terrifying thing happened. On the left battlefield, one after another golden and magnificent flames shot straight into the sky! The magnificent tide of divine arts spread everywhere, and even on the right battlefield, several ethereal and scattered golden flying stars could be seen.

Ryan had brought the Death Wing veterans, like a sharp blade, stabbing into the battlefield from the sky and killing directly into the Hungarian noble army. János Hunyadi might be the opponent of the King of Seraphim, but the notorious White Knight disappeared after the Habsburgs married Hungary. It was unknown whether he was involved in some conspiracy. At this moment, those who participated in the war were just ordinary nobles in the Hungarian border area. They were no match for Ryan.

After a few Holy Slashes, the core figures of the Hungarian cavalry were all turned into ashes in the golden divine flames. The remaining cavalry were scared out of their wits when they saw the extremely ferocious Six-Winged Legion of Angels, and gradually dispersed under the fierce attack of the Dark Angels. Ryan was too lazy to care about these defeated soldiers, and led the Death Wing veterans, Terror Wing artillery, and Steel Wing armored cavalry to strike back, returning to the central battlefield as quickly as possible, blocking the rear of the Shinra Knights. The 500 knights, their followers, and a large number of conscripted infantry were surrounded.

The remaining Fire Wing Spies, Raven Wing Air Force, and Hurricane Wing Heavy Cavalry launched waves of terrifying cavalry charges like tsunamis towards the conscripted infantry in the rear who were disconnected from the main army. Without the command of their noble lords, the conscripted cannon fodder performed much worse than the legionnaires under the fangs of the land dragons under the charge of the angels' three-winged cavalry. The battle line was as thin as paper and collapsed at the first touch. The cannon fodder in the back watched the old farmer in front of them being stabbed to death by a spear and knocked away by a warhorse, and they just turned around and ran away.

Hurricane Wing rushed forward and found that there were no enemies in front of him. He had already pierced through the enemy's cannon fodder infantry. The nobles of the Shinra Army were brave and terrifying, but these peasant soldiers were too weak.

After the charge, they immediately began to disintegrate.

The surrounded peasant cannon fodder also fled under Ryan's charge. The difference was that they were surrounded and had no way to escape. Ryan acted decisively and drove them towards Lu Xinglong and his squire knights, constantly compressing their living space.

Thus, behind the Shinra knights who were fighting hard with the two legions on the front line, they suffered a new round of attacks. Tens of thousands of surrounded cannon fodder old farmers rushed directly into their own army formation like headless flies. Lu Xinglong had difficulty moving under the crowded crowd. The knights on horseback were squeezed by the old farmers and had no space to charge, move forward, or even dismount. They could only sit on the horse and watch Varyag in the distance pointing the black barrel of the gun at themselves and pulling the trigger.

Maximilian, who was mixed in with the Shinra knights, looked very pale, and hurriedly called on Clarks on the right wing to break the encirclement. At this moment, Clarks and the Raven Guard on the right wing were the only army that had not collapsed and been surrounded, but they were also entangled by the Serbian Black Knights and the noble knights of the Third Legion. Clarks looked at the defeated Hungarian troops and the annihilated Shinra army, and his face was uncertain. Are these Shinra knights idiots? In order to destroy a few cannons, they actually rushed into the depths of the enemy camp, resulting in being surrounded. With this posture, they are going to lose!

Chapter 395: Epic Victory

Faced with the danger of being surrounded, the Shinra Knights made a last stand. After leaving some knights to stabilize the enemies in front, behind and on the left, they tried to break out to the right and join up with Clarks' Raven Guard to break the deadlock. However, they encountered extremely fierce resistance. The Roman Guards came out, and the descendants of the elder nobles wore probably the most luxurious and terrifying enchanted equipment in the entire Mediterranean world, holding phoenix-wing halberds and joined the battle. The bloody wind blew up their gorgeous helmet tassels and cloaks, and on the bloody battlefield covered with corpses, it seemed like a purple ocean.

The White Tower Company mages in the Imperial Army Camp used the [Group Human Transformation Technique] to transform fully armed elves that were more than two meters tall and weighed one hundred kilograms into small giants that were more than four meters tall and weighed eight hundred kilograms. They wielded their equally enlarged Phoenix Wing Halberds and smashed at the already wounded dragon claws, causing the exhausted land dragons to howl in pain.

When these monsters tried to attack using the previous methods, the Imperial Guards immediately switched to a defensive state. Everyone huddled together, wielding their spears and stabbing in all directions. Relying on their solid formation, their gigantic size, and their mass advantage, they remained motionless under the beatings of the millstone-sized claws, like porcupines under the claws of a leopard. After several strikes and bites, not only did they achieve no results, but they were stabbed and bled profusely.

In such a desperate situation, Maximilian took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, then turned his gaze to the three-headed, six-armed purple flame giant, and the Roman Emperor Aenarion inside the giant. These elves were really weird. It was okay for the centurions and thousand-man captains to rush to the front line to fight, but the Eastern Roman Emperor was also fighting on the front line. If he could kill him, would the enemy be in chaos?

However, the Eastern Roman Emperor is not someone you can easily mess with, and he is surrounded by elite soldiers. If you cannot kill him in the shortest time possible, you will be the one to die!

Maximilian carefully used [Dispel Magic] and [Identification] to confirm the authenticity of Aenarion. After confirming that it was not a disguise, he took action directly.

With a blinding flash and a piercing thunder, Maximilian instantly disappeared from the spot, and the whole person turned into a golden flash, instantly tearing through the sky, and exploded around Aenarion! This was not teleportation, but turning flesh and blood into flashes, moving at the speed of light. This kind of warlock blood can move at a fast speed similar to the impact of hellfire, so it is not restricted by the anti-teleportation formation of the Spear of Dionysus, and appears directly in front of Aenarion!

The dice has been cast, so we have to fight for our lives.

Maximilian pressed his face against Aenarion's and instantly cast a fireball spell. Instantly, a brilliant and magnificent fireball exploded between the two of them! The blast wave carried the broken flames in all directions, but the air did not feel a rolling heat wave. Instead, it fell into an extremely cold area. Even the orange-red flames gradually turned into a freezing blue color.

Thanks to the icy bloodline of the Polish royal family, the entire area affected by the explosion of the flaming fireball was frozen. The three-headed, six-armed purple flame giant and Aenarion inside were also frozen into an eternal ice sculpture.

After the attack, Maximilian couldn't even take a breath and turned into a two-headed dragon. The two pairs of dragon eyes turned into four golden psychic lakes, like four suns, flashing an extremely dazzling and blazing halo in the air. Every scale on his body was in a superposition state between flesh and blood and beam particles. The whole dragon really turned into a beam of light! First, he jumped back a few meters to increase the distance of the charge, and then dragged a gorgeous tail full of golden light particles in the air, and crashed directly into the ice sculpture that Aenarion turned into like a golden meteor!

"boom!!!"

Speed ​​is power. Maximilian turned into a giant dragon weighing tens of tons and charged at the speed of light. The kinetic energy generated by the collision was particularly terrifying. The scene of the beam dragon hitting the ice sculpture was like hundreds of barrels of black gunpowder exploding at the same time! Not to mention the ice sculpture itself, even the ground was hit by a huge crater. The rubble and ice were blown tens of meters high by the shock wave. The whole battlefield could feel the horror of this collision.

Shocked.

What was even more terrifying was that Maximilian's charge had the power of an earthquake. Space cracks tens of meters long spread out in all directions with Aenarion as the center. The entire space was shattered in the violent vibration! Even the earth and the sky were shaking wildly in the vibration!

The smoke cleared, the space calmed down, and the demon shadow that had been frozen into an ice sculpture completely collapsed under the triple blow of the dragon, the light beam, and the earthquake. Aenarion, who was wrapped inside, was also twisted and deformed by the shock, and then exploded and shattered! Countless scraps and pieces of flesh fell to the ground, dripping with blood.

Maximilian couldn't help but smile. Using three warlock bloodlines at the same time to attack such a huge target consumed a lot of his energy, but it was all worth it! He really killed Aenarion with a sneak attack!

But the next second, the smile on his face froze, and the pieces of meat on the ground turned into beams of psychic energy and disappeared. Impossible! He had done a good job of reconnaissance before attacking! This was Aenarion's true form! Unless...

"Seventh Ring Psychic Power: Clone Technique, creates a clone that is exactly the same as you, very useful."

A familiar voice sounded from behind Maximilian, and the real Aenarion quietly appeared behind him. A three-headed, six-armed skeleton giant soared into the sky, and a blazing Slaanesh flame exploded!

Aenarion instantly released an anti-gravity force, and Maximilian felt dizzy. The giant dragon that was standing on the ground suddenly fell into the sky, and under the surprised gaze of everyone, it fell in the sky eighteen meters high.

At the same time, the three heads of the skeleton giant muttered something and used a telekinetic throw at the same time. The terrifying psychic power tore the earth apart, tearing hundreds of kilograms of rock and soil from the surface. These broken rocks and boulders flashed with psychic halos, whistling and tearing through the sky, smashing Maximilian into pieces!

At this moment, a giant psychic spear, like a divine punishment, fell from the sky and pierced his chest directly, nailing the two-headed dragon floating in the sky to the ground with overwhelming force! The Spear of Dionysus broke all false power and turned Maximilian back into human form. Aenarion instantly released the [Anti-Gravity], and the gravel and soil that were originally floating in the sky like him fell to the ground like a violent storm, causing secondary damage. The whole person was covered and submerged by hundreds of kilograms of gravel and soil, and fainted from the sneak attack.

"This kid is really scary. If I hadn't placed a clone as bait in advance, I might have been killed in seconds."

Aenarion heaved a sigh of relief. The most unstable factor in this war was killed and captured alive by him.

At this moment, there were no more accidents on the battlefield. The Roman legions kept squeezing the living space of the surrounded knights and old farmers. A large number of soldiers were pushed and couldn't stand steadily and fell to the ground. The empty spaces were instantly filled with the crowd, so that those who fell to the ground could never see the sunlight again. Countless pairs of friendly troops' big feet soon trampled them into meat paste. After a while, the number of soldiers who died from pushing and trampling even exceeded the number of Roman soldiers killed.

The Shinra army surrounded by the red, blue and purple eagle flags was simply a living tomb. The outer soldiers were hacked back by swords and spears, and the inner soldiers were squeezed to the point of being unable to breathe. Countless soldiers screamed, wailed, and struggled in despair, turning it into a piece of despair. In the end, the remaining 2,000 followers and tens of thousands of old farmers, led by the last 330 land dragon knights, surrendered collectively.

Seeing that the Shinra army in the middle lane was completely gone, Clarks cursed and ran away with the Raven Guard, preparing to retreat to Belgrade first and then make plans. Joan and the Jora brothers chased them relentlessly. Ryan was very excited at this moment, and led the Six-Winged Angel Legion and rushed directly towards his former sisters!

Along the way, the Raven Guards were completely defeated by the Dark Angels and the Serbian Black Knights. Countless people fled in panic. In the end, only a thousand people escaped back to Belgrade with Clarks. The remaining four or five thousand people either died or got separated on the way. It became the second Janissary Legion to be completely defeated.

In this battle, Aenarion defeated the Holy Roman Empire's expeditionary force at the cost of more than 5,000 deaths, and wounded and killed more than 5,000 enemies. However, in the end, the Holy Roman Empire's coalition forces trampled on each other and more than 10,000 were killed, and more than 10,000 were surrounded and captured. Aenarion took advantage of the situation and directly captured the Holy Roman Empire's camp, seizing countless baggage and food. He rewarded his subordinates according to the military merit system, and the Third Legion and the Auxiliary Legion that resisted the attack of the land dragons became the first to merit. The soldiers who remained motionless under the attack of those dragons all received extremely exaggerated wealth and rewards.

The most important thing was that all the letters of collusion between the conservative Roman ministers and the Holy Roman Empire were seized by Aenarion. Maximilian even made an account book, recording how much money was bribed to which minister and which position. The noble young masters of the Third Legion were sweating coldly after seeing this. They looked at each other in bewilderment. Their fathers did express their dissatisfaction with the new Augustus. Could he also be involved in this matter? !

Aenarion thought for a moment, and personally moved the letters and account books into his own private tent. Amid the worries and fears of the crowd, he said that it didn't matter. Anyway, these old nobles didn't make any tricks behind his back. His rear was extremely stable while he was fighting in the front. There was no rebellion, and the food and supplies arrived on time.

For the sake of stability in the rear, I will let bygones be bygones this time. I burned all those letters and will not do it again.

The noble children of the Third Legion breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had been pardoned, and quickly wrote letters home, asking their fathers not to do such risky things behind their backs. It was too scary. Letters from frontline soldiers were sent to Constantinople like snowflakes. After receiving the letters from their children, the old nobles were still frightened and thanked Augustus for his tolerance. Then these old foxes thought of something very important and wrote back immediately.

Did Augustus really burn the letter? Did you see it with your own eyes?

These noble sons, who were not as shrewd and cunning as their father, finally realized that Augustus did say that he burned the letter, but he moved the letter into his tent that day, and no one saw him burn it.

Did he have a fever? Yes.

The fear of Augustus surged into the hearts of the old nobles. On the one hand, they were grateful for Augustus's apparent tolerance of letting bygones be bygones, but on the other hand, they were afraid that Augustus's letters of ironclad evidence might kill them at any time. Therefore, they behaved much more honestly in the rear and dared not play like this again. They continued to do their jobs obediently.

Chapter 396: Each Has His Own Agenda

After the great victory, Aenarion began to write letters to the Holy Roman Emperor to continue negotiations. Although he was the victor, Aenarion had mobilized all his elite troops, and more than one-sixth of them were killed or wounded, while the Holy Roman Empire only lost an expeditionary force. God knows how many times he can send out a force of this size, so the peace request was not too excessive.

The four earls of Belgrade, Severinburg north of the Danube, Anina, Resica and Šabac can be ceded to Krakhos, making her a count as compensation to the eldest daughter of the deceased Serbian king. She can stay in Serbia or join the Holy Roman Empire. It all depends on Krakhos's own wishes.

But the remaining land, including the important city of Belgrade, is a sacred and inseparable part of the Kingdom of Serbia since ancient times and must be ruled by the current King of Serbia, Mara Brankovic. To show my sincerity, I will not ask for war reparations, but the captured knights and nobles must be redeemed by yourselves according to the ransom standards of Western Europe, and then the two Roman Empires will be forever friendly.

During this time, Aenarion mobilized a large number of scholars from the White Tower to study these strange land dragons and draw blood to test the genes of these sub-dragons. This technology was a legacy of the Western Roman Empire and had been lost in the Eastern Roman region. This made the wizards extremely excited. In just one week, they obtained a large amount of experimental materials and samples. Two pregnant female land dragons even laid three dragon eggs, which were hidden by the imperial scholars in an attempt to replicate the biological miracle of the ancient Roman Empire.

Aenarion waited for eight days in Serbia, when the reply from the Empress of the Holy Roman Empire arrived.

We can accept your conditions, but there are two that need to be modified. The first is that Qaraksha suffered a crushing defeat and her legion was destroyed. As a Muslim, she does not have a complete Janissary Legion in her hands, so she has no value as a puppet. Instead, it will cause me endless troubles from the Catholic Church.

Therefore, the lands you promised shall go directly to me, Holy Roman Emperor, King of Austria, King of Bohemia, Regent of Hungary, Daenerys Habsburg. You may do with the Kras as you please, but we care not for the lives of the pagans.

Aenarion nodded his assent. It did not matter.

Second, as proof of our everlasting friendship, we will marry a princess of the direct line of the Habsburgs to you.

No. Are you so obsessed with marriage?

Aenarion was somewhat speechless. He didn't know that the Habsburgs could not see through Aenarion. On the surface, he was a warlock from the Angelos family, a two-headed eagle, with dual professional blood. Just based on this point, he was worth stealing genes.

But at the same time, he has some of Palaiologos' dragon breath ability and elemental immunity, the very strange Demon Shadow, and some of Komnenos' rebirth ability. The number of undead under his control is as exaggerated as that of vampires, and several enemies even became his extremely loyal subordinates inexplicably. In just a few years, a juvenile Gorgon grew up to adult form after hundreds of years... His miscellaneous performance is almost like that of a Habsburg, but there is definitely no such person in his family tree, and many of his abilities have never been seen in the entire Habsburg family.

Now the Queen of Holy Ra is very curious about what Aenarion's true bloodline is. If she can't figure it out, she can just marry a princess to him and give birth to a child. Then she will know what kind of genes the current Byzantine emperor has. It would be good to enrich the family's bloodline gene pool. If something happens in the future, it would be a great profit for Byzantium to have a person of Habsburg blood as emperor.

Aenarion thought about it. He was quite envious of the Habsburg's incredible [Gene Stealing] bloodline. He wondered if it would be useful to have him as a magical pet. Although it would not bring him much benefit at the moment, after his family developed for a few hundred years, he would definitely be able to create a large number of monsters like Maximilian.

"Tell your queen that I agree."

The two Roman emperors, each with their own ulterior motives, reached an agreement. Aenarion released all the captured knights as promised. According to tradition, only the knight himself was redeemed, and weapons, armor and even mounts were considered spoils of war. However, the land dragons were too special. In order to maintain peace, Aenarion released all their land dragons. It doesn't matter.

The White Tower Mage left behind a large amount of blood samples and even three land dragon eggs. It would be a matter of time before I could make the same thing.

These returning knights took advantage of the situation and occupied the Serbian border lands ceded by Aenarion. As for Belgrade, it is still in the hands of Krakos's defeated troops. You can take it yourselves. The Holy Roman Empire will never interfere.

At this moment, Krax is in a very bad situation. The Holy Roman Empire has abandoned her as a pawn in the peace talks, and Aenarion is approaching the city with his army. When she has the support of the Holy Roman Empire, she indirectly shot her father and threatened to kill her brother Jorah. She has fallen out with the whole of Serbia... In such a big world, she has nowhere to go! She can only stay in the lonely city of Belgrade, with no friends in the east, south, west or north! Reinforcements!

In desperation, Clarks took off his armor and wore only a thin black dress, which formed a sharp contrast with her skin as pale as paper. He ordered his men to tie her up, bypass Serbia, quietly open the city gate in the dark of night, and surrender to Aenarion's Roman Empire.

After all, she was an advanced professional of level 18, Mara's biological sister, and Aenarion's aunt. She could only bet that Aenarion would not chop off her head and send it to Serbia. This was her last chance of survival.

When he heard that Krakus had taken off all her weapons and armor and tied her hands in surrender, Aenarion guessed what she was thinking. He immediately ran out of the tent barefoot and in a very anxious look. He personally helped Krakus up from her kneeling on the ground, untied her ropes, and helped this woman who looked very similar to Lady Mara to his own tent. He ordered his men to receive her warmly, promised her a high position and generous salary in the Roman Empire, and promised to forgive her past mistakes. As long as she did not return to Serbia in this life, he would ensure her safety for the rest of her life.

Clarks was deeply moved and immediately knelt at Aenarion's feet and pledged his eternal loyalty with great solemnity.

Chapter 397: Moon Princess

After retaking Klaxod, occupying Belgrade and pacifying Serbia, Aenarion immediately stated that this land belonged to the new King of Serbia, Lady Mara. The Roman Empire had no intention of annexing Serbia, but was only assisting Mara in regaining the throne. Afterwards, after releasing the Holy Roman prisoners, the army completely withdrew from Serbia, leaving only five battalions of auxiliary legions in Belgrade, recruiting a large number of civilian workers and corvée labor in the surrounding areas, and began to expand the outskirts of Belgrade into a bastion.

Only one battalion of the 19th Legion's Raven Guard was left after being defeated. Aenarion had been fighting for years and could not even quickly replenish the damage to the three legions at hand, let alone expand a legion from scratch. After thinking about it, he might as well give her the nominal title of legion commander, but in fact it was just a Raven Cavalry Battalion, temporarily incorporated into the 3rd Legion, the Emperor's Children to fight.

On the surface, Serbia regained its independence and the Roman Empire did not gain any benefits, but in fact, the whole of Serbia had become a vassal state of Rome - your queen was the wife of the Roman emperor, and brought a large number of officials from Rome and directly entered the Serbian King's Council and the government. Even the guards of the capital Pristina were replaced by a battalion of the Third Legion to directly protect the safety of Lady Mara.

Maximilian, who was released, left the dungeon where he was imprisoned with the Shinra knights and headed north for home. He looked towards the direction of the Balkan Peninsula with a heavy face. This war was a great blow to the little prince. He never expected that the Balkan war would turn out like this after Aenarion continuously injected tactical ideas that were ahead of his time. Field artillery charged, Aenarion's Thunder fired by massive muskets, and various defensive phalanxes with the addition of firearms... Many tactics and methods were unheard of!

Although the Bohemian peasants also used evil weapons such as firearms, assisted by chariot forts assembled from horse-drawn carriages, causing considerable trouble to the empire, they still lost the war in the end, and the Greeks' firearms actually defeated themselves.

The armed forces of the Holy Roman Empire have fallen behind those of the Greeks. This matter must be reported to His Majesty the Emperor immediately, and a new round of military reforms must be carried out as quickly as possible.

And Aenarion, without a moment's rest, led his army straight to Adrianople. The four legions of the Roman Empire gathered together, ready to fight a decisive battle with the Fifth Legion, the White Scars, the Ninth Legion, the Ghouls, and the Tenth Legion, the Iron Hands.

Philus and the others were extremely shocked. They believed that it would be extremely difficult for Aenarion to defeat the expeditionary force of the Holy Roman Empire. Even if he did, he would suffer heavy losses and would be unable to fight a decisive battle with them. Moreover, it would take a long time for them to mediate and negotiate with the Holy Roman Empire, which was enough time for them to react. Therefore, they agreed to the conditions of the Holy Roman Empire and sent troops to assist in attacking the Roman Empire.

However, Aenarion won an epic victory in this battle. At the cost of 5,000 casualties, he annihilated and captured more than 25,000 enemy troops. Countless soldiers collapsed and fled. The casualties were not heavy! The loss of his own strength was not serious.

And in order to deal with them, Aenarion gave enough face and benefits to the Holy Roman Empire. As the victor, he even ceded four border earldoms of Serbia and did not even ask for compensation, just to negotiate peace with the Holy Roman Empire as quickly as possible, and then turn around and use military force against them!

And something even more terrifying happened. The legions of the Roman Empire gathered in Adrianople in the south and attacked. Queen Mara of Serbia also led the Black Knights from the west and marched straight to the Bulgarian capital: Sofia. The two armies formed a pincer attack from both sides, which directly disrupted the morale of the coalition forces!

Enemy Force

Near the capital, Philus knew that he could not withdraw his troops at this time. Three fully-staffed legions were fighting against four remnant legions. It was still unknown who would win. But his soldiers did not think so. Our property and relatives are all in Sofia! The Janissaries could still obey orders, and the auxiliary soldiers and civilians began to flee on a large scale, and even directly rebelled to the Roman Empire.

After learning about the situation, Aenarion took his four remnant legions and did not attack, but hid in the bastion of Adrianople to fight you. If you have the guts, don't leave. All your troops are here. It's only a matter of time before the Serbs break through your capital. If you dare to retreat, I will chase you. I want to see how you are going to command your army to retreat while resisting the pursuit of an enemy of the level of the Dark Angels Legion?

In this situation, even the slightest mistake in command would turn the retreat into a rout!

Under unprecedented pressure, Firouz, Chagatai Khan, and Sanguinius took the initiative to send a letter of request, begging for peace.

Aenarion thought about it and decided to surrender. Bulgaria and the Ogre Kingdom would cede all five territories east of the Dinza River to the Roman Empire, and the two pieces of land, Svilengrad and Haskovo, west of the Dinza River would also be ceded to the Roman Empire. Wallachia did not border the Roman Empire, so it would not be ceded. You just pay me one month's military expenses for my four legions, and the matter would be over.

This war does involve risks. If I can get such a vast land without losing a single soldier, my strength will increase while their territory and population will be damaged. It would be ok to spare the Janissary states whose strength has not been damaged first, and then cause trouble for them after I have recovered from the casualties of my legion.

Philus and the other three legion leaders were furious when they saw Aenarion's conditions, but there was nothing they could do. The Holy Roman Empire withdrew from the Balkans, and they were attacked from both sides. They no longer had the right time, place and people. They could only hastily sign a peace agreement. At the cost of losing a large amount of territory, peace was restored to the Balkan Peninsula.

Aenarion finally breathed a sigh of relief. The Holy Roman Empire acquiesced that Serbia and the entire Balkan Peninsula were its sphere of influence, and even married a princess to it as a token of peace. Several Janissary states were repeatedly defeated, ceded territory, and paid compensation. Although the Serbian army also suffered heavy losses, it was still strong and could be fully controlled by Queen Mara. As a result, the Janissary states were no longer the nightmare that troubled Aenarion's sleep. It was only a matter of time before he dealt with them.

At the same time, the princess of the Holy Roman Empire also set out from Vienna, all the way to Venice, and then took a ship through the Mediterranean Sea. On December 1456, 12, she arrived in Constantinople. Aenarion was fully armed, wearing dragon scale armor, a phoenix helmet on his head, a purple and gold robe on his shoulders, and holding the Dionysus spear. He led the imperial guards in a majestic manner to meet the little princess of the Holy Roman Empire at the royal port of Constantinople.

Surrounded by a group of flashy Shinra knights, the protagonist of this marriage appears.

She looked like a girl of only fifteen or sixteen, in the prime of her youth, with a petite and elegant figure, smooth and charming body curves, and a snow-white fluffy wedding dress decorated with a large amount of exquisite and intricate fabrics and silver decorations. In the dim light of the morning sun, it was as gorgeous as a starry sky. The long hem of the skirt needed four maids to lift it up behind her. When it moved, the tiny silver chains collided with each other, making a crisp and pleasant tinkling sound.

A head of soft, shining silver hair, like silver moonlight, poured down from the snow-white wedding veil and gently fell on her exposed shoulders. The slightly wavy hair ends added to her soft temperament. On her delicate and dignified face, her two red lips were as delicate and charming as roses, and her beautiful eyes were as deep and vast as the sea of ​​stars.

Aenarion breathed a sigh of relief. The political marriage partner was very beautiful, and this alone was enough.

Surrounded by many Shinra knights, the little princess, wearing a wedding dress as white as snow, stepped lightly onto the land of Constantinople. She looked around gracefully, and when she saw Aenarion's beautiful face and majestic attire, her heart seemed to be struck by lightning, and her fair face turned red.

That’s great, the partner of the political marriage is very beautiful, this alone is enough.

Aenarion strode forward, and the two admired each other's beauty, and were very satisfied with each other's looks. The Shinra princess raised her shoulders gracefully, and stretched out her two white and slender arms to the left and right. Her snow-white fingertips gently pinched the white hem of her skirt, and raised it slightly to salute. At the same time, two more arms were raised, holding a bouquet of gorgeous roses, which she stretched out in front of Aenarion and smiled sweetly.

"Nice to meet you. My name is René von Habsburg."

This little princess, whose eyes seem to have stars and the sea, actually has four arms.

Chapter 398: A daughter who is married off is like water spilled

"Hello, I am Augustus of the Roman Empire, Basileus of Basileus, Aenarion Angelos."