Armored Cavalry, survive in a world full of mods

45 Family Members (1)

A sharp scream echoed far and wide inside the marble building... and due to the building's unique structure, it had a long, drawn-out echo that sent chills down one's spine.

In the spacious bedroom, a figure was huddled in a corner, shivering. She was wearing an exquisite satin robe.

The satin produced by the Hols is extremely exquisite. Unlike ordinary fabrics that are thin, it has a heavy, substantial feel. It feels cool to the touch when worn every day. Every summer, countless merchants from even the capital come to this country just to take away this magical fabric.

The robe worn by this slender figure was not only exquisitely made, but also embroidered with delicate patterns using extremely fine silk threads of various colors. Each pattern looked as if it had grown naturally, lifelike and meticulous... The embroidery alone was enough to make this garment worth dozens of gold coins.

This shows that this Hols man must have been a high-ranking nobleman to enjoy such a privileged life, but now he was as frightened as a runaway slave found by his master, curling up in the shadows in the corner.

Flames raged throughout the manor, and the panicked shouts and screams of soldiers echoed everywhere. The desperate wails lingered like ominous crows.

With each scream, the figure huddled in the corner would shudder violently, as if there were some connection between them. As heavy footsteps began to echo in the corridor, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over them, and the figure trembled even more violently.

Door after door was kicked open, and the cavalrymen rushed in, killing all who resisted on the spot. Those who did not resist were tied up and driven outside the buildings. Every corner of the inner city was quickly cleared, and every clump of grass was carefully searched.

As the kicked-open door drew closer, the extreme fear nearly drove her mad. She could only grip the small dagger tightly in her hand, afraid to let go. But when she thought of the terrifying armored figures she had seen during the day, she suddenly felt that she could barely hold onto the dagger.

All they could do was pray that those terrible enemies would leave empty-handed and never notice them...

But what you fear most is what is most likely to happen... A series of heavy footsteps approached the gate, paused slightly, and then struck it hard. The iron lock on the gate was loosened by the impact, and even the crack in the door was kicked open, revealing a sliver of light.

She desperately covered her mouth to stop herself from screaming, but tears streamed down her face, wetting her hands.

Another heavy kick slammed the two doors against the wall, and a tall, dark figure appeared before them.

Her mind suddenly went blank, and an unknown force suddenly propelled her to her feet and rush towards the door. She dared not open her eyes due to extreme fear, hoping to unexpectedly escape past the tall figure.

Her steps quickened at that moment, and a sliver of light seeped through the slits of her eyes—the firelight outside the door. A surge of hope made her open her eyes slightly, only to suddenly find herself unable to move forward…

A large hand had somehow grabbed her head, just like holding down a kitten, making her feet slide desperately on the floor but unable to move forward.

She reached out to try to push the other person away, but her arms were too short to reach them. In a panic, she could only struggle desperately, but because her arms and legs were too short, she couldn't reach anything and could only watch helplessly.

Anxious and anxious, fear surged up again, and she could no longer stop her tears, which quickly soaked her round little face. She cried and screamed, hitting the big hand that was grabbing her head.

"Whose child is this? They're dressed quite nicely."

A large hand grabbed the girl by the back of her neck and lifted her up. No matter how much she thrashed her arms and legs, she couldn't reach her.

The torchlight illuminated the man's face, highlighting his sharp, deep-set eyes and brows, which immediately frightened the girl into closing her eyes tightly, too afraid to open them.

But after a short while, her feet were back on the ground.

"Take them to the group of women and children, and don't let them run around."

A large, armored hand grabbed her collar again, lifting her away like a kitten… She spun halfway through the air, watching the tall man turn and walk deeper into the corridor. Armored cavalrymen followed him…

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“General, according to the information we obtained, the lord of this city left two days ago, apparently to take care of some business, and has not returned since… During this time, his wife has been in charge of the inner city's defenses.”

Tersolius received an unexpected piece of news: he hadn't expected that the one who had built such an impenetrable wall was actually a woman. If he hadn't known the way to the inner city, it would have taken much more effort to storm the city.

Just now, he and Colin, along with several agile mountain people, sneaked into the inner side of the city gate unnoticed by scaling the city walls. The garrison was completely attracted by the noisy mountain people, so they opened the gate without any hindrance, without even drawing blood.

Everything that followed unfolded naturally. The city's garrison was no match for the elite cavalry. Relying on their thick armor, the garrison easily routed them in foot combat. They also ransacked the entire inner city, trying to capture their lord...

But who would have thought that the commander who repelled the cavalry yesterday was actually the lord's wife...

Thinking of this, Thesolius instinctively wanted to stand up and see what kind of woman could have accomplished such a feat.

Before he could even get up, he saw a Holstein woman slowly walking toward him. Two maids tried to follow, but the cavalrymen chased them back, and they tremblingly crouched down among the women and children.

Judging from the woman's calm demeanor and dignified elegance, she was most likely the lord's wife. Therefore, Tersolius was in no hurry to get up; he wanted to see what she had to say...

This short stretch of road was not easy to travel; anyone else would have been terrified by the menacing cavalry on both sides.

But this tall and dignified woman continued to walk towards him unhurriedly, without showing the slightest sign of panic, as if she were not in a dangerous situation, but in a warm and comfortable ballroom.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing the bright moon once more. Its cool light shone down on the ground, illuminating everything as if it were daytime…

46 Family Members (2)

Just hearing the words "family that has ruled a prosperous city for over a hundred years" evokes a sense of immeasurable wealth...

Tersolius thought he was quite knowledgeable, after all, he had seen plenty of scenes of extravagance in various movies and TV shows, even though he hadn't experienced them firsthand... But when he actually arrived at the lord's storeroom, he was still taken aback.

Gold, regardless of country or time, is an extremely valuable commodity; these beautiful, golden metals always evoke a sense of genuine affection. Furthermore, their scarcity and the immense difficulty of mining them make them incredibly expensive. Yet, in this storage room, they were piled up everywhere.

Each gold bar was carefully cast and engraved with the date of production and its origin.

The oak cabinets on both sides had glass doors that were closed, and inside, gold was piled up neatly, one after another. Judging from the crystal-clear glass without a single excess bubble, the world already had a fairly mature craftsmanship.

Various gemstones were carelessly tossed into the box like worthless pebbles, without any intention of being organized or arranged. Exquisite, thick, and precious furs were neatly folded and piled to one side, each piece so soft that the fur would ripple as someone walked by.

Mountains of ornaments made of precious metals and gemstones lay piled high, too numerous to count. Sharp weapons, fitted with gold and jade, filled the warehouses, while exquisite armors forged from the finest steel, adorned with intricate patterns, stood in rows, each piece priceless…

The entire underground storage room was bathed in golden light, leaving the newcomers speechless... Of course, Tersolius maintained his composure well, after all, he had that much self-control.

Marcus and Alka were both fine; after all, they came from the bustling capital and had seen a lot.

But Colin and her mountain herd were a different story. These hunters, who had been poor their whole lives, had never seen anything so glittering. They felt their eyes were dazzled, and their limbs became weak and unable to move.

If even a tiny bit of anything here were leaked out, it would be enough to transform a poor beggar into a wealthy man with immense assets. It took a full century of accumulation to create this magnificent treasure trove.

Thesolius raised his eyebrows, then turned to look at the tall, graceful Hols woman behind him. She had long, platinum blonde hair, neatly and elegantly styled in a bun, and her delicate, smooth features were illuminated by the soft glow of the torchlight.

Her silver-gray eyes revealed no emotion, always reflecting a detached light. Her delicate lips were frighteningly red, making her face appear bloodless. Her long, white neck, like a swan's, was encased in a soft fur collar, and she stood as straight as a javelin.

This was a beautiful woman who perfectly matched the Holsteinian aesthetic; by any standard, she was pleasing to the eye. She was the wife of the city's lord and the one who organized the inner city defenses, temporarily holding this area in place.

Although the inner city is not a very large area and the number of soldiers that need to be organized is not large, it is not an easy task when all factors are considered.

After all, the sight of his cavalry charging into the city with their golden armor and menacing aura would terrify not only a woman, but even a seasoned man. The inner city was mostly populated by servants, women, and children, who would tremble at the mere sound of the commotion.

The so-called garrison troops were also terrified by their brutal killings. Under such circumstances, it was no easy task for ordinary people to stabilize the morale of the crowd and organize a defense.

Clearly, this woman wields considerable authority here; otherwise, she couldn't have accomplished this...

"Madam, the price you paid for yourself and your child has indeed exceeded my expectations... But if I told you that you would not have been harmed in the first place, and that I would not have let you go so easily, would you regret it?"

The woman with a cold expression pursed her lips slightly:

"Of course not. General, now that you have occupied this city, these things will be yours sooner or later. I have no intention of exchanging them for my and my child's freedom. I only wanted to show that we are harmless... I hope you can treat this city with mercy."

Thesolius reached out and grasped a long sword beside him. The sword had a hilt made of gold and jade, decorated with delicate flowers and leaves, while the blade had patterns as regular and beautiful as feathers. As it was drawn from its sheath, it emitted a rhythmic hum.

“But your behavior has only served to remind me of your danger, madam… I now have to consider whether keeping you here will cause me a lot of trouble… In other words, I will not leave such a dangerous person as you in such an important place.”

A chilling aura suddenly spread out at this moment. The man carefully examined the sword and knife in his hand, and even his eyes seemed to turn into sharp blades, making people afraid to look directly at him...

Tersolius suddenly turned and swung his sword, the sharp blade severing the platinum hair and stopping firmly on the Hols woman's forehead. The coldness emanating from the sharp metal caused the woman's forehead to furrow slightly, but it did not touch her skin at all.

"And you said you hoped I would treat this city with mercy... Madam, are you joking? When has this city ever been built on mercy? This city, built with the blood and lives of slaves, you're telling me I need to treat you with mercy, is that it?"

"My lord, the use of slaves is not unique to this place; even the towns of your empire use them extensively, don't they?"

The woman was not convinced and said the same thing even with a sword pointed at her forehead.

“That’s right, so they’re wrong too…”

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Thesolius took a small step forward, the sharp blade forcing the woman to take a step back as well, instantly dispelling any semblance of her ability to confront him.

"No matter how you try to embellish or whitewash your actions, slavery is ultimately a product of desire and depravity. It is born from your filthy desires for more wealth and more power... Whether you are from the Empire or Hols, one day I will change this situation."

"Whether my mercy will befall you before that depends on whether you are realistic... If you still harbor delusions, then I will show no mercy or compassion whatsoever."

The blade moved to the woman's profile, the cold metal pressing against her skin:

"Do you understand what I mean?"

47. The Elder Brother and the Emperor

Gold is such a magical, yet also such a sinful thing... Its dazzling color seems to steal one's soul, making it impossible to look away. One wants to touch these heavy metals, not wanting to leave for even a moment.

So much gold is undoubtedly a huge fortune, but what to do with it is a big problem. It is impossible to take it away. The terrible weight will slow them all down, and carrying such a large fortune will also make them more conspicuous.

Giving up like this would be a wiser choice, but it would still be a bit painful, and leaving them to one's enemy is not a good idea either. So Thesolius was pondering a suitable solution.

He was tossing a huge gold bar in his hand, which was actually very dangerous because if it hit someone's foot, it would smash their toes into a pulp. The staff working in the vault wore protective shoes with steel toes to prevent this.

He quickly stopped this dangerous activity, tapping the gold brick lightly with his fingers, a strange smile playing on his lips…

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Tersolius turned the pages of the book in his hand. This thing turned out to be various intelligence collected by the lord's family over the past few decades. It seems that this family has its own foundation for ruling the city for more than a hundred years. And he found it interesting that there were even records about himself in it...

"I have an older brother? This is troublesome..."

He rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on from the sudden news, while also secretly shuddering at his own legendary experiences...

The current Empress Klaus Augustus was able to ascend the throne thanks to the efforts of her two brothers...

Legend has it that His Majesty the Emperor suffered hardship in his childhood and wandered among the common people. He and the two brothers knew each other since childhood and had a close friendship that lasted from childhood to adulthood.

Later, the emperor of the empire became incompetent and tyrannical, suffering defeat after defeat in foreign wars. He was not only incompetent but also extremely cruel, even executing thousands of people for a single failed trip. The people of the empire could no longer tolerate this tyrant, and the entire country was like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment.

At that time, the chief senator of the Senate, Scripps, secretly found the last bloodline left by the previous emperor—the current emperor—and brought him to the capital to be secretly trained. Even the two brothers received a lot of help because of this, and with their talents, they began to stand out in the imperial army.

Then, at a suitable moment, all the common people in the capital were incited. The tyrant, who had been sidelined and had nowhere to turn, jumped from the city's tallest tower amidst the angry shouts of the people...

Amidst the people's doubts and cheers, the new emperor donned the golden crown. The people of the empire could tolerate a cruel emperor, or a luxurious emperor, but they could not tolerate an incompetent and foolish one.

The new emperor had to prove her abilities immediately, and the only generals she could trust were the Jarneus brothers, who had just begun to distinguish themselves in the army and had won two minor victories...

Amidst considerable opposition, the emperor forcibly appointed them as commanders of a legion, placing immense pressure on them, but they did not disappoint the emperor…

In the winter of her first year on the throne, the Kiel people from the north suffered a devastating white plague, the worst in a century. Countless livestock froze to death, and a large-scale famine loomed. In desperation, the Kiel Khan assembled a massive army, preparing to raid the northern part of the empire to ensure the survival of his people.

The Hols in the south had already launched a war against the empire, and the entire country was besieged from both the north and south. The northern army was unable to mobilize in time and had only three legions of troops left...

The two brothers were appointed to a critical mission. They innovatively gathered all the cavalry in the Northern Legion, concentrated all the finest armor in the country's reserves, and organized a powerful heavy cavalry force of 2500 men. Through the solid formation of the legion's infantry, they blocked the full-scale attack of the Kiel. The armored cavalry relentlessly pierced through the enemy lines and, in just one afternoon, utterly defeated the Kiel's central army, driving the defeated troops back and causing a chain reaction of massive routs.

Before this, no one had ever imagined the existence of such cavalry, nor had anyone ever used them in this way... No one could have imagined that on the northern wastelands, such cavalry, in coordination with the legion's elite infantry, would possess such terrifying power...

In this war, the Kiel suffered a devastating blow. Even their Khan was beheaded by Tesorus and sent back to the capital overnight, where his head was hung above the fountain in the Golden Palace square.

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Riding on their great victory, the two brothers rose rapidly through the ranks and became the most sought-after figures in the empire. The elder brother even married the daughter of the chief elder...

The empire already occupied the fertile plains at the very center of the continent, possessed numerous mines with the highest iron content, and had the world's largest and most well-organized artisan class. Its army also boasted the highest armor coverage. With these advantages, the two of them, with the emperor's support, created a massive cavalry force.

This fearsome cavalry displayed terrifying power on the plains of the empire, ruthlessly crushing any enemy who dared to set foot on imperial territory. With victory after victory, these heavily armored and formidable cavalrymen had become a symbol of the empire's invincibility.

The emperor's authority was also growing, which caused unease in the Imperial Senate. These powerful elders in the empire had an innate instinct to restrain the emperor's power.

Thus, the emperor, who had been placed on the throne by the retirement home, began to turn against the Senate... and a fierce political struggle ensued. The senators firmly controlled the entire empire, and their families were deeply rooted everywhere. In this power struggle, the emperor was always at a disadvantage...

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Thesoris frowned as he looked at the intelligence report before him, completely at a loss for words. What he knew was already beyond his imagination...

The situation he was facing was far too complicated, and what he was seeing now might not even be true... After all, this was something the Hols lord had gathered based on rumors he had heard, and it might not be the real situation.

But even if two-thirds of it is true...

Damn it!! How many random mods have been installed on this world?! It's not exactly the same as the original story, but it's completely unrelated. He needs to come up with a new plan now…

48 Gold and Slaves (1)

The furnace flames burned fiercely, the terrifying heat causing the hair of anyone nearby to curl. Large gold bars and bricks melted into liquid within the furnace, then flowed through thin ceramic pipes into molds. Once the molds were broken, rows upon rows of tiny gold coins were revealed.

This kind of work was being carried out enthusiastically throughout the city, and this was only the second day since they had taken control of the city…

The gold coin had no extra patterns or decorations, not even a portrait, just a row of small numbers. It was the day they captured the city. The city gates were already closed. The gateway that once resisted the empire's invasion was now facing the Hols.

Tresolius, clad in heavy armor, walked through the vast workshop, watching as the city lord's savings were continuously transformed into this currency...

"Doctor, if it were up to you to decide, what should we do next?"

The girl was drenched in sweat from the heat of the furnace, which seemed to distort the air, but Tersolius, clad in heavy armor, remained unfazed, not a drop of sweat on his forehead. This puzzled the girl, who gave him a puzzled look.

"I don't know, sir... This is not something I can figure out."

Tesorius, however, was very persistent:

"I just wanted to hear your opinion; after all, we're just chatting, not having a military meeting."