Seriously, Egil is indeed a world-class handsome man. Even the Greeks, who had always looked down on barbarians, had to admit it. In their lives, it has never, and most likely will never be, to see such a handsome man.

Dressed in silvery-white light plate armor with a lifelike phoenix pattern, a white fox cloak, a crown adorned with gems on his head, a metal belt strapped around his waist, also inlaid with large rubies, a saber with sharkskin crossbody, and an ivory handcuff with a cowhide holster, he rode on Egil's own, fourth-generation white, extremely fast escape horse. Some are lazy and cynical, some are reserved with a smile. Slowly waving to the Greeks on both sides of the road.

And at the side of His Majesty the Emperor, there were two hundred knights wrapped in heavy armor, both men and horses, and these heavily armed knights surrounded Egil and another rustic-looking woman in black armor (Artoria was shot again). In addition, there was a wary-looking blonde boy leading the horse for His Majesty the Emperor—Sonya, Egil's personal bodyguard who was dressed in men's clothes and mistaken for a boy.

These two hundred heavily armed knights, with armor as bright as silver, blinded the Greeks in an instant. The terrifying deterrence and dazzling styling of the Heavy Plate Knights are irresistible to men as long as they are men. A total of two hundred knights dressed in heavy plate armor walked in a uniform pace, and the knights and horses were as immobile as machines, forming a phalanx of knives and axes. To the astonishment of the Greeks on both sides of the road - they had never seen such a horrible army. Such a soldier is simply more spectacular than the ironclad paladazions they are proud of!

It's just that. If there were only two hundred of these heavy cavalry, the Greeks would have been amazed at best. In fact, at this moment, someone was already saying: "Such a soldier may be strong." But the number is too small. It doesn't make much difference on the battlefield. ”

Soon, however, the other phalanx behind Egil shut them up.

Behind Egil's slightly larger phalanx were three smaller phalanxes of ten by ten—three hundred men dressed in early plate armor and armed with heavy cavalry spears and iris shields. The Praetorian Guard Knight, who was also walking in unison, walked over proudly. They are also men and horses. All wrapped in heavy plate armor - although the early plate armor was heavier than the late Renaissance plate armor of the Knights of the Guard, and the design was not very reasonable, and the defensive performance was not as good as the former. But from the looks of it. These Praetorian Knights are not much different from the Guards Knights. The Greeks, who had not been exposed to the plate cavalry, could not distinguish these subtle differences.

"Oh...... Five hundred!" soon. Those who were proficient in mathematics came up with this number and exclaimed: "There are five hundred warriors of this great and terrible force." The Normans deserved to be the largest country in the North. And their skills in forging and craftsmanship. It also looks quite desirable. ”

And immediately after that, they lined up. Also in full armor in the shape of a neat phalanx were the three Janissaries Heavy Infantry of the Thousand Men equipped with the early plate armor, the Praetorian Guard Axe Men of the Thousand Men who were also equipped with the early plate armor, the Praetorian Super Lance Infantry of the Thousand Guards, and the Praetorian Guard Longbowmen who were equipped with the early half-body plate armor - a total of 6,300 warriors dressed in elite armor and armed with murderous weapons, and thus marched forward in a phalanx one by one. The flag in their hands fluttered high. Imperial Four-Winged Phoenix Banner, Army Earth, Fire Half Phoenix Banner, Emperor Egil's Will Banner. The Janissary numbered flag fluttered high......

"This army...... Is more than ...... No, it's an elite unit comparable to our Janissaries...... And more numerically. The Greeks on the side sighed: "Such an army...... Is this emperor showing off?"

That's right! Egil is showing off! unlike anyone else who flaunts their wealth, flaunts their power and looks. What Egir is showing off is his elite army, showing off the mighty army and unparalleled momentum of the Norman Empire!...,

A sense of unease and fear spread among the Greeks. Some businessmen who have been to Krakow take the opportunity to show off their experience. Tell the people around you: "It's a big city that is not inferior to Constantinople!"

Of course, only foreigners, those from other countries, would dare to say that. The merchants of Greece were mostly silent. After all, Constantinople. The symbolism of the city to the Greeks is simply too great. It is a city that bears the pride and faith of all Greeks.

"With Constantinople, the empire would not have fallen. ”

"Constantinople is the greatest city in the world. ”

"The walls of Constantinople are never to fall. It will never be defeated!"

Beliefs like this are ingrained in the very marrow of the Greeks. In the soul. Neither Greek wanted, or rather, would not accept, that there would be a better and more fortified city in the world than Constantinople.

So, some enthusiastic Greek boys rushed out of the crowd and stopped in front of Egil, shouting, "Norman king from the north." I have a few questions I want to ask you, can you answer them?!"

Egil snorted in his heart, thinking, "Worthy of being the birthplace of so-called democracy...... These lawless, big and small, people. Sooner or later, the labors and management will level this place, and the men will be caught digging coal, and the women will be sold in the kilns......"

I thought so in my heart. However, Egil did not show his mood on his face. But Artoria, who was beside him, couldn't help but hold the hilt of the sword. And Sonya, who had been nervous from the beginning, also secretly bowed her body, her hands shrunk to her waist, ready to pull out the throwing knife and dagger at any time.

"Rest easy. This young man. Egil reached out and patted Artoria's right hand on the hilt of his sword, and then with a wave of his hand, he grabbed the horse's belly, broke away from Sonya's grasp, and rode forward. Looking condescendingly at the young Greek: "What exactly is wrong with you." I'll give you all the answers. ”

Looking at the alien emperor who was riding on a horse, gentle on the surface, but his eyes were densely covered with clouds. The boy suddenly felt a little worried. I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. I had begun to regret a little in my heart, that I should not have come out so impulsively and provoked this emperor—indeed, outside Constantinople, this was the place of the Romans—but this emperor had come with a large army. If a disagreement angers him, who knows if he will draw a knife and cut himself. Or even give an order to kill all the people around him? Or even give a direct order to attack Constantinople?

The boy was trembling at this moment, and he no longer had the generosity he had before. His body trembled, and he couldn't say a word. It looked as if he was frightened by the Norman Emperor.

"If you're okay, get out of the way. I still have matters to discuss with the rulers of your empire. Egil then said that the name of the Emperor was not mentioned. But it was because of the news that the Eastern Roman officials who came to greet him said: Emperor Basil has left Constantinople and personally led his army to the Holy Land. At this moment, it was Princess Lilianu who was still stationed in Constantinople.

"It's just a defeat. ”

At that time, Egil was also keenly aware of the whisper of Artoria next to him. It seems that Artoria didn't like the Roman princess very much - and of course this is normal. No one likes an enemy who is forced to defend a barren mountain and almost dies.

"She is now our ally. At that time, Egil whispered, "Of course, Hani, if you don't want to see her, we just don't go." ”

"How can that be done?" Artoria countered, "to dismiss such a big thing because of my own factors." That's not good. ”

"Then when you meet the princess of the Greeks...... Hani, you have to pay attention. ”

"Got it, got it. I wouldn't have killed her so simply. Egil could clearly hear it, and Artoria's words were full of murderous intent against Princess Lilianu. It seems that he hated her to the bone......

In this way, after waiting for a while, seeing that the other party had not yet spoken, Egil became a little impatient. Bring it up and ask the kid to get out of the way. Don't delay labor matters.

At this moment, the kid looked embarrassed to death. And the surrounding Greeks also think this guy is very embarrassed. began to coax, making that person even more unable to get off the stage. And just as Egil felt a little disappointed, and turned his horse to return to his group, a very crisp, lark-like voice sounded behind him.

"Well, it's up to Hongu to ask this question instead of him. The voice said, "Please ask the Norman Empire, His Majesty the Emperor Egir, and the Tsar of Rus' to explain to the palace - Krakow and Constantinople." Which one is better?"

Egir turned around and saw a woman in a bright red dress, with upright features, facing the sky, wearing a long sword, and riding a white war horse, staring at him neither humbly nor arrogantly. From her self-title, it is known that she is the heir to the throne of the Eastern Roman Empire. The only daughter of Basil II. Her Royal Highness Princess Lilianu......

"The boobs are huge, similar to Asami...... "Egil made the judgment for the first time......