The northernmost land, where the cold winter wind blows, penetrates the cold into the body.

The Imperial Army was stationed in the Forest Fortress, where the warriors roasted around the campfire, but the cold that could not be dispersed was attached to the body.

The most worrying thing is that the Imperial forces here have clashed with the Magyars seven times in a row.

Pseros was the supreme commander of the region, the commander of the garrison, but he was equally helpless.

Every time there was a clash with the Magyar sentry, the officer of the Imperial Army sent a report to the headquarters of the Third Army in the rear.

The reply from Legion Commander Theodosius was simple, with only a single line.

Await!

Imperial Army officers who climbed the city walls inspected the old fortifications.

The large forest on the opposite side was silent, but as time went on, the Imperial Army had reduced its patrols in that area.

Filled with murderous machines, every Imperial soldier was terrified.

The Third Army assumed the defense mechanism of this western province.

The long coastline and the northern frontier line dispersed the forces of the Imperial Army.

Eight thousand warriors were assigned to the long border line, stationed in various military fortresses, unable to support them.

In the event of a war, it is questionable whether the peasant soldiers from the rear can be called up in time.

The Imperial Army officer Pserose was well aware that after the war in the East, the burden of the Third Army suddenly became heavier.

Theodosius' Third Legion was the only military force in the western provinces of the empire.

As a mid-ranking officer in the Imperial Army, Pseros already had access to some secrets.

As the war progressed in the east, the main force of the regular army in the west was gradually evacuated, and the Magyars began to be restless.

The long northern border line slowly lit smoke, and skirmishes were everywhere.

King Béla of Hungary seems to be testing the strength of the Imperial Army, and he is careful not to touch the bottom line of the Imperial Army.

After all, the former emperor Manuel left too much of an impression on the Magyars.

The great former Imperial Supreme strongly demanded the cession of Shemi, Ebony and Dalmatia.

The stubborn Hungarian king István III rejected Emperor Manuel's kindness with arrogance.

Refusal is war!

The Imperial army entered the north and inflicted heavy losses on the Hungarian army at Shemi-ebony and Dalmatia, occupying these lands.

Two years later, the Imperial army attacked again, capturing the forest fortress.

The front advanced all the way, and the Hungarians were forced to abandon Croatia.

Invincible!

Invincible!

The Imperial Army sang triumphant songs all the way.

The declining Kingdom of Hungary had no choice but to retreat further north.

Although the Magyar nobles were haunted by this land, they could only recall the warm pastures of Dalmatia in their dreams.

"King Bella has been with His Majesty the Emperor Manuel for so long, he should be well aware of the strength of the Imperial Army."

"But why is Magyar going south again?"

"Don't the Hungarians know that by doing so, they will once again ignite the war with the Empire!"

Unconsciously overexerting himself, Poseros grabbed the walls of the city and pulled out the blood.

The empire was in an embarrassing situation at this time, and the main force of the imperial army was not in the west.

Like a hunter with a bow and crossbow, he can only temporarily frighten a bloodthirsty beast.

In fact, there are no arrows in hand!

As soon as the Magyars realized the weakness of the empire, the Hungarian cavalry pounced on them like greedy wolves.

"Whew!"

"What a tough winter!"

The officers of the Imperial Army had to lament the difficulty of the world, and the border guards could only maintain it with difficulty day after day.

The military force in the rear was only 15,000 peasant soldiers, who had been hiding from the snow in this harsh winter.

Now the Thracian Military District was the first to begin to restore its formation, and the peasant soldiers who responded to the call were already crowding the roads in the winter snow.

Poseros's thoughts had long since drifted in the wind, flying in the distant sky.

It wasn't until the horn of the castle sounded that he woke up from his long memories.

A visitor has arrived at the forest fortress.

In the distance, the flag of the Imperial Army was planted behind the saddle, a messenger from General Theodosius.

Pseros was expressionless, calm, and unwavering, and he had no hope of receiving reinforcements.

Unless the war in the East ends now, Theodosius will not move north.

What a sad thing!

"My lord!"

The Imperial cavalry dismounted, fell to one knee on the ground, their tasseled helmets down, and handed a scroll of paperwork.

"By order of General Theodosius, the Third Legion begins to assemble!"

"The peasants and soldiers of the southern military districts gathered, and the whole army marched into the forest fortress."

"Please prepare immediately for the arrival of the main force of the Imperial Army."

"Wow!"

The officers of the Imperial Army were shocked when they heard this order and stood up abruptly.

"Don't you have to wait any longer?"

"Really?"

The soldier kneeling on the ground again read out the order of the general of the Imperial Army in a loud voice.

"By order of General Theodosius, the Third Legion begins to assemble!"

"This is a military order from the commander-in-chief of the Western Front of the Imperial Army!"

"Bang!"

An ecstatic Pseros rushed out the door and summoned the guards.

"Deliver a message to all the soldiers of the Imperial Army in the North!"

"War is coming!"

No more patience, no more waiting.

The decision of the Supreme of the Empire was to have Theodosius as commander-in-chief of the Western Front and command the Imperial Army to deliver a thunderous blow to the Hungarians.

The Magyars should continue to fear the Empire!

There is no one who does not submit to the majesty of the Empire!

The emperor issued an order for war in Nicaea.

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Fort Niko, Bulgaria in the south, where the headquarters of the Third Army of the Imperial Army was located.

The church's Big Ben struck the third time, and the square was filled with Imperial soldiers.

Theodosius was still looking through the orders sent by the Imperial Supreme, quietly pondering.

It was not only the forces of the Imperial Army that were mobilized in the western provinces, it was clearly written in the Emperor's paperwork.

The Cumans of the northern part of the Black Sea will also join this punitive war.

The naval fleet of the Imperial Army was to carry the cavalry of these nomads from the Danube to the north.

The barbarian mercenaries will cooperate with the Third Army in their attack on Hungary.

The Cumans were not the first barbarians to receive such treatment, the last one was none other than the Hungarians.

The Magyar cavalry, with the help of Imperial troop carriers, once quickly entered the Danube.

The Hungarian army penetrated deep into the Sofia Plain and carried out a massacre of the Bulgarians.

Now it's back to where it started.

Gold can do anything!

The Khan of the Cumans was pleased with the gifts given by the Roman emperors.

In addition to giving back a large number of slaves, it also supported a cavalry force of 10,000 people.

The Cuman commander who led the team was the famous warrior Buck, and he was also a rare general on the steppe.

Theodosius issued the last military order, and the garrisons on the coastal line were withdrawn.

Emperor Alexios' instructions: the Venetians and Normans had no chance to advance eastward.