The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

The previous quest prompt highlighted the Eternal City, gave a map of Italy, and then added a huge sum of money...

If he uses it sparingly, it will probably be enough for him to complete this battle.

"What?" Sophia didn't understand.

Then, she saw Shu Yichao point at the void.

Countless wisps of smoke appeared out of thin air from the nearby ground. When the smoke disappeared, an endless mass of iron appeared in front of them.

Wrapped in thick armor, they and the war horses they rode looked like steel puppets, which was frightening at first sight.

"..."

Sophia's body trembled slightly.

In the past, when Shu Yichao bought soldiers, he would just add them to the team, and others would not be able to notice it at all.

And other people can't even get into these summoned soldiers' teams—

Even if you have the courage, you won't have the fate.

Therefore, no one knows how large the size of Shu Yichao's army is.

Even if there were changes, they would simply think that some troops had arrived to join the group, or that some losses had occurred.

Besides, don't try to find out too much about the Khitans' affairs - otherwise they will think you have bad intentions and try to reason with you with scimitars. What if they do?

Even after the previous battle with Lithuania, a group of armored cavalry suddenly appeared.

Everyone just thought that Shu Yichao had opened up the land transportation line with Khitan and brought a wave of soldiers from his hometown.

But now Sophia understood——

It turns out these soldiers appeared out of thin air!

At this moment, only one sentence echoed in her mind.

I came not to bring peace but a sword.

Chapter 95-I Have Broken the Whip

"The Whip of God is coming!"

"Bloody double-headed eagle!"

The whole city of Milan was in a panic. Some officers shouted and cursed, and beat and kicked the soldiers to drive them back to their proper positions.

Some priests moved back and forth among them, sprinkling holy water on them, offering prayers and blessing them.

The fanatical believers shouted "We will ascend to heaven" while putting on armor, and they couldn't wait to rush into the enemy camp to fight them.

The wandering mercenary kissed the holy object, made the sign of the cross on his chest, and hoped that the Lord would bless him.

after all--

According to the church's propaganda, this is the final battle, a battle that determines the fate of the world, and the ultimate test given by God to all believers.

The soldiers are busy preparing for battle.

The nobles, on the other hand, found it completely incredible.

The Duke of Milan clung to the top of the wall, looking in disbelief at the approaching torrent in the distance.

"How did the Whip of God get here?!"

"We still have the Julia region ahead of us. We haven't heard of them being defeated."

"And the Whip of God is coming from the wrong direction."

he muttered.

"Could it be that the people on the other side came over from the other side of the Snow Mountain?" At this time, a person next to him spoke up.

The Grand Duke of Milan looked back, recognized the man, and bowed slightly: "Prince Regent."

The man who came was the Plantagenet Regent.

The king of the Plantagenet Kingdom was having mental problems at the moment and was suffering from intermittent mental breakdowns.

This made the regent think of replacing him.

However, there were many opponents, so he insisted on participating in this holy war to enhance his prestige.

Of course, given their "friendly relations" with the Iris Kingdom.

The Plantagenet Regent would never want to fight alongside the enemy.

So he quickly brought his troops to the city of Milan and stationed troops together with the Grand Duke of Milan and some other small countries.

The Plantagenet Regent nodded and spoke again.

"From that direction, I'm afraid the Whip of God came directly over the mountains and across the ridges."

"Climbing a snowy mountain in this season?" The Grand Duke of Milan's head was still buzzing.

"Isn't he afraid that both the people and the horses will be killed?"

You know, the road in the Snow Mountain is not easy to walk on.

Hannibal, the former god of war, lost nearly half of his troops and almost all his horses and war elephants when he was crossing the Great Snow Mountain.

The cavalry, known for their mobility and charge, would be devastated if they lost their horses...

It seems like another scourge of God. Is Attila's defeat related to this?

The Duke of Milan suddenly became a little excited.

Is it possible——

Do we have a chance?

"Grand Duke." The Plantagenet Regent also saw what the Grand Duke of Milan was thinking. He smiled and nodded.

"Get ready to fight!"

"We have an army of 60,000!"

Being able to command so many troops is enough to win this war, and they can brag about it for the rest of their lives after they return.

As for how many of these 60,000 people are just for the sake of numbers—

Then there is no need to explain it clearly.

Soon, the army marched out, with countless soldiers shouting "Glory to our Lord" and "May the Lord always protect us", and under the command of their respective commanders, they barely formed phalanxes.

Of course, they are not fools. The God's Whip Cavalry is known for its terrifying power.

In front of their phalanx were densely packed chevaux de frise and trenches.

The elite Milanese infantry and some heavy infantry were in the center of the formation, followed by thousands of powerful longbowmen and a large number of crossbowmen.

Knowing how powerful Shu Yichao was, they also prepared a considerable number of crossbows and artillery.

The heavy cavalry was not on the wings, but at the back - these precious knights could not be sent to the battlefield until the Whip of God showed signs of defeat.

The earth was shaking, the flood was approaching, and the soldiers looked nervously at the smoke and dust that was rolling into the sky.

Then they were blinded.

"What is that?" The Duke of Milan murmured.

The terrifying armored cavalry, both men and horses, looked like men of steel! ?

"Ironclad Paladin?"

During the heyday of the East Norma, it could only assemble a few hundred people.

And now, at a glance, there are no less than two or three thousand armored cavalry! ?

The Duke of Milan and the Plantagenet Regent were so shocked that they were speechless.

And the soldiers below were already in great panic.

No matter who you are, when you see that integrated steel monster rushing towards you amid the trembling earth, how much courage will you still have left?

"Ah!" Some soldiers were so scared that they dropped their weapons and tried to escape screaming.

However, they were quickly killed by the supervising team, and the priests began to encourage the soldiers loudly.

"Don't be afraid. Even if we die on the battlefield, our souls will ascend to heaven."

At the same time, the officers were also shouting curses.

"What are you afraid of!?"

"There are chevaux de frise and trenches ahead!"

"If those knights want to die, then come on!"

After the somewhat chaotic army formation was stabilized, the Grand Duke of Milan said to the Plantagenet Regent: "Regent, each of you should return to your own formation."

“May God protect us.”

"Hmm?" Shu Yichao, who was in the front, looked at the map and found that the terrain was not very good.

There are dense chevaux de frise and trenches in front, which are not suitable for heavy cavalry to perform.

If you force it, the loss may be a bit too much.

Besides, he doesn't have many light cavalry now, so it's not easy to chase him.

But it doesn’t matter.

"I'm rich now!"

Just charge straight ahead!

Recruit after you die!

You can even rush into the enemy's formation to recruit them.

Just one thing stands out, the medieval space jump.

"The Whip of God is approaching!"

"Ready—shoot!"

When the steel torrent approached, everyone trembled, but fortunately their speed was not very fast, and the coalition soldiers at least had time to react.

Under the command of the Plantagenet Regent, the famous longbowmen drew their bowstrings, and in an instant, a rain of arrows like locusts fell like a rainstorm.

At the same time, the crossbowmen holding the crossbows also pulled the triggers of the crossbows that had already been strung.

However, whether it was a longbow or a crossbow, the arrows hit Shu Yichao and the Tiefutu like a torrential rain, but they had no effect except for the tinkling sound.

"These things are useless against armored cavalry!" roared the Plantagenet Regent.

"Where's the ballista?"

"Where's the artillery?"

"Blow them up!"

"Hah!" Shu Yichao took the lead, the spear in his hand was as fast as the wind, picking up the rows of chevaux de frise and then smashing them at the frightened soldiers.

The soldiers behind felt a chill on their heads, and then they were devastated to find that the barricades they had buried before were now flying towards them enthusiastically.

"boom!"

"Stop him!"

"Cut him off his horse!"

Some Milanese infantrymen wearing heavy armor tried to chop Shu Yichao down with halberds.

More than a dozen people rushed forward.

Shu Yichao swept his spear.

These well-equipped warriors were like catkins in the wind, flying all over the sky and then falling down suddenly.

Either it would hit teammates, causing everyone to fall to the ground, or it would fall into the trench and become silent instantly, or it would turn into a splattering blood mist on the spot.

"Devil!"

"Is he really a human?!"