Chapter 102 Sacrifice
◎She tiptoed gently, one hand trying to touch the extra leaves——◎
Rustle, rustle——
The sound of horses' hooves whipped up a gust of wind as the Huns darted through the pastures. In the distance, the drizzle had cleared, and in the daylight, hills and clumps of dead trees could be seen.
Sonny stopped the horse, and the scout next to her took out a telescope, took a look, and quickly handed it to her.
Zooming in, you can see fully armed phalanxes.
"Strange, are these Macedonians crazy?" Sonny lowered his binoculars. To march in a long line across the grassland like this was either mentally ill or a scam.
The combat effectiveness of an army also depends on the commander and the magic troops. She looked for a long time, but couldn't find a matching magic troop, let alone a commander with low blood.
No matter how you look at it, they seem to be a group of ordinary people...Are you really not afraid of being wiped out?
Step, step, step, step.
He heard the sound of horse hooves from behind. Turning his head, Sonny saw a mixed group of troops, most likely Roman infantry. Only the front row was on horseback, and their riding posture was somewhat unfamiliar.
Without a harness, it would be easy to fall to the ground during a charge.
The general in the front row is a bit interesting... Ronnie?
She habitually looked at the equipment first, and was a little surprised when she moved to the face.
Sonny gestured, and the Huns silently spread out their formation, leaving a gap on the hillside.
The Romans advanced with great vigor, and the main force halted at the edge of a col. Ronnie rode forward alone, approaching the leader under the watchful eyes of the Huns on either side.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Sonny extended his hand in a friendly manner, his horse positioned slightly behind Brida.
"Long time no see." Ronnie understood and didn't move closer.
A few months ago, he was a free gladiator, only able to follow the girl as a bodyguard. However, when such a man put on armor and rode a horse, he gave people an unexpected sense of harmony.
Her crimson eyes reflected the firelight, and she politely placed her hands in front of her. "Since you've brought your subordinates here, you probably share the same purpose as us."
"That's right." Sunny said bluntly, "I have to thank Mr. Pados for taking care of me—a whole Macedonian regiment. This prey is really too fat."
A rough count shows that there are definitely more than 10,000 people, which means there are 10,000 pigs, and it would take half a day to catch them all.
But the ten thousand puppets were different, each of them was fully dressed. Even if the horses went crazy, at least they could leave behind ten thousand sets of weapons and equipment.
The Huns were in urgent need of weapons and equipment. They had the best horses, the strongest warriors, and the worst equipment.
When dealing with Roman cavalry, the Hun cavalry had to avoid the opponent's sophisticated armor and attack from the neck and joint gaps, while also praying that they would not be shot into sieves by the longbows.
[Once this is done, we can arm thousands of people.] With armed forces, the fence-sitters in the royal court will hesitate for a long time.
After hearing her answer, Ronnie chuckled: "Excuse me, would we have the honor of hunting with you?"
"Of course, whoever catches the prey gets it."
The horse slowly approached, and a pair of hands firmly grasped it in front of everyone.
After a while, Ronnie returned to the team.
The two teams separated tacitly, forming several diagonal formations of varying sizes.
They charged under the cover of grass and slopes, flanking from both flanks, trying to cut a hole as quickly as possible and then bite their prey hard.
The cavalry led the way, attracting attention, with the infantry following behind.
The Hun archers were also mounted, and they were no less swift than the other helpers. The mixed Roman and Greek infantry regiments were the slowest, and under their cover, the archers advanced slowly, aiming for a late strike.
As the distance got closer, the Huns who first drew their bows smiled—and then shouted to their companions to retreat quickly!
"Enemy attack—"
Sunny's pupils constricted. The Romans had retreated more decisively than she had. Something strange had occurred in the center of the Macedonian Legion. They didn't need to harvest wheat. A gap opened right down the center of the phalanx, evaporating the bodies along with it.
This evaporation spreads from the inside out, layer by layer, to the outside of the circle.
【Invisible enemy, run! 】
Reason told her to evacuate quickly, but her intuition made the opposite choice: it was too late, if she ran away she would just be chopped to pieces, don't run, don't retreat.
Opportunities are always fleeting. She turned around suddenly and saw that the Romans had given up their escape and were urged by their commander to charge towards the flank of the phalanx again.
Yes, that mutation was most likely a sacrifice... When tens of thousands of Macedonians were wiped out by the "invisible enemy", the magic created by such a tragic sacrifice could naturally miraculously dissolve the fleeing trash.
"Pass the order! Everyone move to the left—annihilate the Macedonians! Leave no slaves!"
At Sonny's command, several of his personal guards broke away from the guards and shouted desperately on the battlefield, ordering the troops to attack to the left. Several groups of soldiers formed a wing-like battle formation, facing the Romans from a distance.
…
"Huh, it has to be this time." Elena complained softly as three maids came in from outside with armor parts in their hands.
They didn't care who else was in the room and began to help the crown prince change his armor.
While they were changing clothes, Melia cautiously peeked outside, but didn't see Pandora.
Indeed, since the Macedonians were planning to bypass Thebes and attack Athens, Pandora, as the court mage, must certainly join the fight. Although this world lacked advanced technologies like magic cannons and magic crystal mechas, mages could still use magic to directly cut through the backline.
When she turned back, Elena had already changed into her shoulder and gauntlets. The chest guard was really just a chest guard, not covering her abdomen. However, the inner robe had many vine patterns painted on the waist, perhaps some kind of magical defense?
"Meimei, I'm going to go deal with those guys who are plotting rebellion first. You take a good rest at home."
Elena spoke calmly, with only a slight impatience between her eyebrows: her behavior was not like she was facing a war, but more like she was facing heavy and annoying housework.
It was strange. Even though the Macedonians had become like fellow countrymen to her, the princess seemed so comfortable with the rebels. It was as if...she had foreseen her own victory and was impatient with the necessary procedures.
At this time, a female adjutant came in from outside the door, holding a gorgeously decorated long sword and half-knelt on the ground respectfully.
Elena gripped the hilt of the sword and pulled out the blade with force.
The blade glowed crimson, and near the blood groove were dotted several rubies of the same color as the crown. It exuded a rich magical aura.
Elena walked out the door, her bright golden hair floating in the cold wind.
"Wait a minute! I want to go with you!" Melia chased after them, lifting her skirt, and the maids quietly made way for her.
"No, you're about to give birth."
Elena frowned unconsciously: "Don't worry, I'll be back after I swing the sword."
"Ah? After swinging the sword?"
"right."
Melia's long words of persuasion were stuck in her throat: Doesn't the tone sound like a metaphor?
She imagined Caesar's sword swinging at the Persian army. That day she didn't see Caesar swing his sword, but she did see the pillar of light rising into the sky.
Could it be that if Elena wears the Crown of Alexander, she will become the emperor and can use the Light Wave Slash?
How could I miss such a scene? Ahem, maybe it was the key to breaking the deadlock.
Melia put her arm around her wrist and said, "Well, if you just swing the sword, you won't be in danger. I want to see it too!"
Nonsense! How can a pregnant woman watch this?
Elena was about to scold her, but when she saw her round eyes, she couldn't say anything.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a few seconds, and Elena instructed the attendant, "Take her to the palace mage team later. Send a few guards and have them protect her."
"yes."
The attendant quickly took his leave and ran to arrange for guards.
Elena pulled her hand away and rubbed Melia's head: "Is that okay? Don't get too close to Pandora. You can watch me from a distance."
"Hmm..." There was a hint of sweetness and a sense of luck in my heart.
Court Mage, these people are definitely connected to the anomaly, and they might even be Pandora's puppets. Opportunities to properly observe them are rare, so don't miss them.
She followed Elena a few steps outside. The followers around her all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the princess - or the crown on her head.
Melia turned her eyes to the side and felt that the laurel leaf crown was spreading, as if there were a few more leaves?
She tiptoed gently, trying to touch the extra leaves with one hand——
"What are you going to do?" Elena suddenly turned around and grabbed her wrist.
Melia sank into his embrace, tilted her head back, and blinked mischievously. She didn't answer, but instead grabbed Elena's cloak.
Chirp.
A light kiss fell on the cheek, and pink foam overflowed from the mind, drowning out the constant whispers.
"You..." Elena took a deep breath and didn't ask any further questions.
There was no time, and now was not the best time. She stared at Melia with a complicated expression, then walked quickly across the courtyard to the prepared warhorse.
[What are you thinking, that's a pregnant cat demon. ]
[She is deceiving you. Even if the memory is false, she cannot be pregnant with your child.]
……so what?
She smiled broadly, mounted her warhorse and rode away.
…
Ding ding dong dong, the melodious sound of wind chimes in Melia's ears reminded her of the lily of the valley in the fairy garden.
Surrounded by guards, she approached the mages and felt a little cold around her: Oh no, could it be a group of corpses?
"Hey, you're here." Pandora waved her hand and pointed behind her proudly, "You didn't expect there's a gap here, didn't you?"
A gap channel? A vague concept flashed through Melia's mind.
Sure enough, there was no need to ask. The entire army, led by Elena, was marching along a narrow, misty passage. Several court mages struggled to maintain order on either side, and the source of the magic was clearly Pandora.
So, is Shadow Rome's highway also a similar manifestation of magic?
But this place is opened by fairies, and Shadow Rome is continuously charged by the "Rose Princess"?
Melia's expression remained unchanged as she followed the group of mages onto the highway.
After about twenty or thirty minutes, the surrounding landscape began to distort and shift. The originally hazy, semi-transparent feeling tilted in the other direction—towards a completely bizarre and inexplicable state.
There are ghosts in the distance, and countless shadows are stretching at the end of the road.
Who are they? Roman, Persian, Macedonian...
"Are you looking at those sacrifices?" Pandora's voice was as clear as a silver bell: "Don't worry about them, they are just energy anyway~"
Energy? If it's energy, it must have something to recharge it. If it requires a highway, it means it's not in Athens.
What exactly are they? Are they humans? But humans aren't that thin, they look like lanky ghosts.
Whoosh—the wind suddenly blew, and these ghosts saw them, and their eyes lit up one after another like incandescent bulbs.
The Athenians formed their battle array, protecting Elena like wings.
Is it time to charge next?
No, the princess at the center of the wings raised her crimson sword. Light arced from the blade, and it landed—right in the center of the formation!
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