Horses are creatures that have a long history of companionship with humans.

Long before the dawn of agrarian civilization, hunter-gatherer human ancestors tamed this creature to carry supplies for survival. Along with dogs, they were the first two domestic animals to be tamed, much earlier than ploughing cattle and sheep for animal husbandry.

And in the classical civilization period, the horse became the driving force to pull the chariot. The number of chariots can even be used to measure the strength of the country.

Even in modern times, cavalry is still the high-end combat power of various countries.

Whether on the east and west coasts or in the vast Abu Sera savannah, in the heat of summer or in the cold of winter, almost all civilizations have used horses as a means of transportation and warfare.

But why?

Looking at the entire continent of Rigal, there are many herbivorous dragons, and their physique, which is far larger than that of horses, and the impact of their charge is even more terrifying. Even if you look among the mammals themselves, there are large creatures like elephants to choose from.

However, these creatures can never replace the mainstream status of horses, and can only exist as xenocavalry, which is characteristic of some civilizations.

The reasons are varied, such as oversize and ferocious temperament, but the most important reason is artificial breeding.

Over the course of 10,000 years, artificially selected and cultivated, humans have developed a variety of traits that are difficult to find in much larger wild animals.

A single horse, no matter how strong it is, cannot be called a cavalry, only a war horse with excellent quality that can be cultivated in batches by animal trainers and breeders can form this-

The swarm ran like thunder.

Torrent of steel.

"Lift, lift, lift!" the hoarse mercenary shouted loudly in the southern accent of Lamanite, but even with the improvement of the dwarven craftsmen, the weight of the long cannon with a long pole of one meter and three or four meters in length still made it impossible to maintain an aiming posture for a long time.

To make matters worse, the weather was very unstable in the early morning, with fog and then wind.

The damp simmering fire rope was difficult to ignite at first, and then it was blown by the wind and burned too fast, and the gunpowder used to ignite the hand cannons in the hands of several people was blown to their faces.

And when they realized that this was the behavior of the other magician, and finally tried to adjust.

The rumbling sound of horses' hooves in my ears is already close at hand.

"Raise the spear—" The mercenaries under the command did not retreat, raised their swords and tried to meet them in close combat at the last moment, but when the scrambled men saw that the galloping cavalry had arrived in front of them, many of them dropped their cannons and turned to run.

"Bang-Qiang ——!" The wooden pole broke and the breastplate was dented under the hooves of the heavily trampled horse, and the knights with spears in the vanguard immediately drew their swords after the spears were broken, and the mercenaries who struggled to escape could not match the speed of the war horses, and soon they were hacked to death one by one from behind.

With the help of the momentum, the mercenaries whose skulls and backs were completely split fell to the ground, and the blood splattered a large part of the knights' vests and leg armor, and soon turned dark red.

And the mercenaries who rolled into the drainage ditches on both sides of the road did not have the strength to lament their lucky survival, when they heard a whistling wind followed by a dull "grab-"

Long bows and heavy crossbows, long arrows and short arrows, scattered mercilessly towards them.

"Spearman, forward!"

Not even a resistance was launched.

With excellent coordination and strong and precise combat power, the two hundred rebellious mercenaries who stopped at the intersection of Parnila were like praying mantis in front of the rolling wheels.

It was crushed into a pulp.

Epoch-making new weapons may one day be on the main stage, but in the immature present, they can only be used as a weapon of surprise attack.

In the face of more mature tactics and the coordination of troops, they seem to be so vulnerable.

The heavy Imperial cavalry, led by Mikhail, rushed to the eastern gate of Parnilla, the wide stone gate and the road in front of them empty, the thriving city full of defilement, and the devastation through the narrow observation port of the helmet made them angry.

"Dismount!" shouted the white-golden-haired knight lieutenant, the horses they were riding were out of breath, but the excellent Imperial knights were still extremely powerful even when they were away from their horses.

They removed the additional large shoulder armor for cavalry, and the plate armor with only small shoulder armor was more agile. The men lifted their visors for a wider view and breathing, and just a moment of dismounting, a wave of smoke accompanied by a continuous roar of "pop, pop, bang, bang" was lifted from the condescending walls of Parnila.

"When!!" "Uhh

"The eastern gate is occupied by them, don't be afraid, for the sake of the emperor, for the sake of His Highness Constantine, kill!!" the huge white-gold feather stuck in the head of the roaring knight lieutenant shook as he grabbed the long-handled axe he had taken from his saddle and ran towards the open gate. The gates of Parnira, the capital of the city, require a special key to activate them so that they cannot be opened by infiltrating enemy spies, and the messenger sent by the Lord's Mansion opened the gate by the helpers as soon as he set out, after which they discarded the key to leave the rebellious mercenaries unguarded.

"Change, change!" The mercenary who was in charge of guarding the side roared loudly and ordered his men to discard the hand cannon they had just fired. The second wave of successive "pops" sounded again with a large amount of smoke, and the two knights who were unfortunate enough to be hit in the leg fell down the slope with a "ahhh

"Ahem, cough, cough-" The continuous huge smoke caused many people on the rebel mercenary side to start coughing, although the commander who took the lead noticed the fact that the two knights fell, and immediately began to order his subordinates: "If you can't wear their armor, hit your feet, knock them down!" But there were no more hand cannons left, and many people had to pick up light and heavy crossbows and start shooting.

——!!Sandwiched between more than thirty light crossbows, several heavy winch crossbows caused the first death of the Imperial Army since the battle began, but the only knightly damage could not stop the enraged Mikhail and the others.

"Draw your sword, draw your sword, raise your spear!!" Neither the crossbow nor the cannon had time to reload, and the mercenary commander shouted loudly in Lamanite, with a southern accent. The knights who have rushed to the aisle of the city wall are still full of strength, they have been training day and night for this since the age of eight, this is a professional warrior, this is the pride of the Padrosi Empire, and it is the basic quality of every knight to be able to wear more than twenty kilograms of plate armor for long sprints.

Such a professional warrior could not be resisted by a group of ordinary mercenaries.

There was no need for any professional skills, the knights with shields all over their bodies rushed forward directly against each other's weapons, and the powerful axes and two-handed long-handled axes were completely enough to cut these mercenaries who were only half-armored or unarmoured in two, and many of them were even kicked off the city wall by the tall imperial knights, screaming and pulling a long tail and then abruptly stopped.

"I, I surrender!" said the mercenary in charge, wearing an ornate brass-trimmed cuirass that had obviously been snatched, raised his one-handed sword, but Mikhail and the others showed no mercy and directly cut him to the ground.

Konstantin's order is clear.

Not a single one is left.

The rebels are like rats, and if they are tolerated or merciful, they will gain an inch.

The Empire has been weak for far too long, and it is true that many places still look glorious and prosperous, but it needs to start from the inside out.

Baptism of iron and blood.

This was the beginning of it all - armed with a bloody axe, Mikhail took a folded flag from the hands of the others beside him, tied it to the spear and erected it on the eastern gate of Parnila.

The hunting swallowtail flag is not the black flag of Padrosi.

Rather, it is Konstantin's personal coat of arms.

Horizon blue background, golden daisies and silvery-white lily of the valley.

"The East Gate has been taken, and the whole army continues to march!" The clear, Yavenella-accented voice clearly came from our Dame Minna, and as an envoy sent to make friends with Padrosi, it was only logical that she would join in the suppression of the rebellion. The Avenella's excellent experience in long-range combat also makes her a natural choice for the commander of the archer unit.

Like a fish pouring in, a small number of men were left to pull the horses of the heavy cavalry under control, and the long-range archers who also rode their horses but were only lightly armed entered first. Although the East Gate had been controlled by their own knights, they carefully dispersed their formation to avoid being too dense and unable to react to the attack.

"Onward!" The cavalrymen armed with light crossbows and longbows were many of the local mercenaries and hunters in addition to the Arvenella, and Konstantin was not the kind of idealist who thought that a single blood could make everyone die for him. He knew that there would be brave men under the reward, and the team of more than 100 people hired for each gold coin and the soldiers who had already existed was not small, and under Minna's command, they scattered their formations and quickly expanded the occupied area and emptied an entire area of dwellings near the east gate.

The occupation expanded rapidly, and beneath the eastern walls, in addition to inns, stables, and taverns for the soldiers' entertainment, there were a few small workshops, which were mostly deserted and in disarray. They found nothing but the bodies of soldiers stripped of their armor and shirts, apparently tortured, piled on top of each other like domestic animals.

"It is my companions, and it seems that they have kept their glory and have not revealed the location of the key until they died. The messenger sent by the City Lord's Mansion was also an archer, and he stayed beside the blonde lady, holding the bow in his left hand and releasing his right hand and making a gesture of prayer.

"Merciful God, please accept their spirits. ”

"I will not disgrace your sacrifice, brother. As he spoke, Minna glanced back at the messenger and then at the distant gate behind her.

"What's the matter? Let the infantry and mercenaries come in. The messenger, perhaps in anger, seemed a little impetuous, and urged the dazzle. But Minna frowned.

Unlike the Padrossi Empire, which was in a state of numbness and peace, and fought wars that were mostly unilateral, the Avennella people have experienced much more existential situations recently, so Minna's instincts are also sharper because they have experienced all of this firsthand.

"Don't you think it's too easy?" she said, gesturing at the group of longbowmen behind her. Knowing and well-trained, the Arvenella longbowmen moved with great skill and turned over and fell off their horses, then sneaked into the alleys and dwellings to occupy the high ground. Their swift and quiet movements made the Courier pause for a moment, but then he replied, "That's because we're too strong, give them a signal—"

"......" Minna frowned, obviously not everyone can be a ship-strong existence like the Lord of Parnila, this messenger is a very Laman Lamani.

It's one thing to be angry, but with that natural sense of superiority over Minna, who comes from a small country, he likes to dictate the actions of the lady as a commander, even though he is only an entourage.

"If only it were that simple, they obviously already knew about what you had set out to report, but how many of them came out to meet them?Two troops of two hundred men, you want to tell me that the soldiers of the Lord's Mansion of Parnila were killed by these people?" she retorted directly without showing weakness, so that the messenger was a little speechless, but he was still a man who could take on this task despite some prejudice and arrogance, and he immediately reacted after calming down and thinking about the main points raised by the damezza.

However, the archers in front hesitated for a moment, but the dense infantry array behind them did not notice, and they didn't know whether it was a loophole in the flag notice or what was going on, and when the security of the entire area was not yet determined, a glance at the corner of their eyes saw the infantry phalanx holding high the flag walking in from the east gate in a dense array.

"Damn, who told them to be safe!" said the lady, pulling the reins of her horse and trying to run back, and it was at this moment that one of the longbowmen she had arranged for her to scatter into the dwellings suddenly screamed.

"Big sister, in the alley!"

Minna turned her head, and her golden ponytail swayed.

A hundred meters away there was a "squeak, squeak" sound, and then the Qi brush was pushed out.

It is more than two dozen "hand cannons" with huge dimensions.

"It seems that it is us who have been generalized. The messenger reached out and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

And at the moment when the mercenaries who had been in good time stretched out their burning fire ropes to these cannons.

The earth-shattering sound shattered the glass in an entire area.