To be honest, Egil is indeed a world-class handsome figure. Even the Greeks who have always looked down on barbarians have to admit that in their lives, they have never, and very likely, could see such a handsome man.

Wearing a silver-white light plate armor with lifelike phoenix patterns, a white fox fur cloak, a gem-covered crown on his head, and a metal belt with large ruby ​​inlaid around his waist, a shark-skin saber, and a cowhide-skinned pistol with ivory texture, riding on the fourth generation of white, a very fast-speed escape horse. He was a little lazy and cynical, and a little reserved with a smile. He slowly waved to the Greeks on both sides of the road.

And beside His Majesty, there were two hundred knights who were wrapped in heavy armor, including men and horses. These fully armed knights surrounded Egil and another woman wearing black armor and looking very rustic (Artoria was shot again). In addition, there was also a vigilant and nervous blonde servant leading the horse to His Majesty the Emperor - the one who was wearing men's clothing and was mistaken for a boy, Egil's close-fitting guard Sonia.

These two hundred fully armed, armored and covered with heavy armor shining like bright silver, flashed the Greeks' eyes in an instant. The terrifying deterrence and dazzling shape of the heavy plate armored knights, no matter how males are, they cannot resist the charm of these gorgeous killing weapons. A total of two hundred knights wearing heavy plate armor, taking uniform steps, the knights and war horses were as motionless as machinery, and the square formation was astonished as a knife and axe. The Greeks on both sides of the road were extremely surprised - they had never seen such a terrifying army. Such soldiers were even more spectacular than the iron armored paladins they were proud of!

But if there were only two hundred such heavy cavalry here, the Greeks would only be a little surprised at most. In fact, someone was already saying this at this moment: "Such soldiers may be very strong, but the number is too small. It will not play any major role on the battlefield."

However, soon, the other squares following Egil kept them shut.

Behind the slightly larger square array of Egil, there were three smaller square arrays of tens, a total of three hundred guards wearing early plate armor, holding heavy rifles and kite shields. They walked over proudly with uniform steps. They also walked over with people and horses. They were all wrapped in heavy plate armor. Although the early plate armor was heavier than the late Renaissance plate armor of the guard knights, the design was not very reasonable, and the defense ability was also not as good as the former. However, from the appearance, these guard knights were not much different from the guard knights. The Greeks who had never had contact with the battalion could not distinguish these small differences at all.

"Oh...five hundred people!" Soon, those who were proficient in mathematics came up with such numbers and exclaimed: "There are such powerful and terrifying warriors, a total of five hundred people. The Normans are worthy of being the largest country in the north. And their skills in forging and craftsmanship also seem to be quite good."

Immediately afterwards, they lined up in a row. They also passed by fully armed forces in the neat square formation, and were equipped with three thousand-person teams of imperial guards, a thousand-person teams of imperial guards, a thousand-person teams of imperial guards, a thousand-person teams of imperial guards, and a thousand-person teams of imperial guards, and a thousand-person teams of imperial guards, equipped with early half-body armor. A total of 6,300 soldiers wearing elite armor and holding murderous weapons lined up in square formations. The flags in their hands were floating high. The four-winged phoenix flag of the Empire, the army earth, the fire half-phero flag, and the will of the Emperor Egil. The numbered flag of the imperial guards fluttered high...

"This army... is more than... no, it is an elite army comparable to our imperial guards... and more in number." The Greeks on the side sighed: "Is this emperor showing off such an army?"

That’s right! Egil is just showing off! Showing off their wealth, showing off their power and appearance from others. Egil is showing off his extremely elite army, showing off the power of the Norman Empire and its unparalleled momentum!!

Uneasiness and fear spread among the Greeks. Some merchants who had been to Krakow took the opportunity to show off their experiences and told the people around them: "It was a big city that was completely inferior to Constantinople!"

Of course, only foreigners, those from other countries, would say such words. Most Greek merchants only expressed silence. After all, Constantinople. This city has too great symbolic significance to the Greeks. This city carries the glory and beliefs of all Greeks.

"With Constantinople, the empire will not fall."

"Constantinople is the greatest city in the world."

"The walls of Constantinople will never collapse. They will never be defeated!"

Such beliefs have been integrated into the bone marrow of the Greeks. No matter which Greek does not want, or rather, they are unwilling to accept that there will be better and stronger cities in this world than Constantinople.

So, the Greek boy, who was excited and excited, had a blocked head and rushed out of the crowd, stopped in front of Egil, and shouted loudly: "The King of Norman from the North. I have a few questions to ask you, can you answer it?!"

Egil snorted in his heart, thinking: "It is worthy of being the birthplace of the so-called "democracy"... These lawless, big and small troublemakers. Sooner or later, labor and capital will settle here. The man will take it to dig coal, and the woman will sell it to the kiln..."

He thought so in his heart. However, Egil did not express his mood on his face. However, Artoria beside him couldn't help holding the hilt of the sword. Sonia, who had been very nervous since the beginning, also arched her body secretly, shrank her hands to her waist, ready to take out the flying knife and dagger at any time.

"Don't be impatient. This young man." Egil stretched out his hand and gently patted Artoria's right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword. Then he waved his hand and grabbed the horse's belly. He broke away from Sonia's control and rushed forward. He looked at the young Greek with condescending attention: "What's your problem? I will answer it one by one."

Seeing the alien emperor riding on the horse, gentle on the surface, but with clouds in his eyes, the boy suddenly felt a little angry. He couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of water. He felt that he shouldn't have come out so impulsively and angered the emperor - indeed, this is outside the city of Constantinople, this is the Romans' place - but this emperor came with a huge army. If he angered him with a disagreement, who would know if he would draw his sword and chop him down. He even ordered everyone around him to kill? He even issued an order directly to attack Constantinople?

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

"If you have nothing to do, please get out of the way. I have something to do, and I have to discuss with the rulers of your empire." Egil then said this - the reason why he did not mention the emperor's name was because of the news that Emperor Basil had left Constantinople and personally led his army to the holy land. At this moment, the princess Lili Annu was still stationed in Constantinople.

"It's just a defeated man."

At that time, Egil also heard Artoria beside him whispering such words. It seemed that Artoria didn't like this Roman princess very much - of course such things were normal. No one would like to be the enemy who forced himself to trap the barren mountains and almost died.

"She is our ally now." 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 argued in turn: "I just refuse such a big thing because of myself. It's not good."

"Then when you meet that Greek princess...Hani, you should be careful."

"I know, I know. I won't kill her so simply." Egil could clearly hear it. Artoria's words were full of strong murderous intent against Princess Lili Annu. It seemed that she hated her to the core...

Just like this, after waiting for a while, Egil was a little impatient when he saw that the other party had not spoken yet. He directly asked the boy to give way quickly and not delay labor and capital.

At this moment, the boy seemed embarrassed. The Greeks around him also felt that this guy was very embarrassed. He started to make a fuss, making the man even more unable to get out of Taiwan. Just as Egil felt a little disappointed and turned his horse around and was about to return to his team, a very crisp and beautiful voice sounded behind him.

"Then, let me ask this question instead of him." The voice said: "Please explain to me, Krakow or Constantinople, which one is better?"

Egil turned around and saw a woman wearing a big red dress, with a straight face, a plain face, a long sword, and a white war horse staring at her without being humble. From her self-name, we can know that she is the only daughter of Sier II, the heir to the throne of the Eastern Roman Empire. His Highness, Princess Lili Annu...
Chapter completed!