Early morning.
The city of Milan, the largest city of mankind on the continent of Longjinus, woke up from its slumber early.
As the rising sun rose, the south gate of Milan suddenly opened, and with a loud rumble that made the earthquake tremble, two teams of Eric Min dragoons rushed out of the south gate.
As soon as the drawbridge was crossed, the two teams of Erikmin dragoons immediately lined up in two directions.
These two groups of Eric Dragoons were at least two thousand or more.
The dragoons were in distinct armor, and the dragon spears in their hands were pointed diagonally at the sky, indescribably mighty.
After the Erikmin Dragoons, there were two thousand Maginot Dragoons, who did not have the speed of the Erikmin Dragoons, but possessed a composure that the Erikmin Dragoons could not match.
Even the iron dragon itself, covered in heavy armor, slowly exited the city with low footsteps, forming two phalanxes, lined up on the inside of the Erikmin dragoon swallow wing formation.
This was followed by 20,000 Royal Janissaries troops.
The red and black armor that symbolizes Milan is distinct, and it guards the central phalanx slowly out of the city with sonorous and powerful steps.
At least 30,000 men were dispatched by the Milan Guards to maintain order.
The civilians of Milan could only watch from a distance.
Escorted by more than 20,000 elite soldiers, Silvio Berlusconi, Emperor of Milan, sat on his luan and slowly left the city under the guard of his courtiers.
Beside him, they were Marshal Maldini, who was also the title of the Shield of Milan, and Marshal Seedorf, the first master of the Milan Empire.
With these two Purple Star Dragoons guarded, who else could hurt Emperor Silvio Luan was followed by twenty ornate carriages, which could be seen from the six-pointed star on the carriages and the emblem of the Milanese Red Cross Shield, which were the magicians of the Milanese court.
Twenty carriages and at least a hundred court magicians followed Silvio the Great out of the city.
This level of honor guard, and one headed by the emperor, has not appeared in the city of Milan for many years.
Countless civilians who had received the news had poured in from all sides of the city to see what could have alarmed Emperor Silvio to leave the city himself.
Ten miles away from the southern gate of Milan, a group of cavalry that was disproportionate to the honor guard that poured out of Milan was quietly lined up there.
In front of the square array, three young men waited there quietly.
One person on the left, stepping down the eighth-level water dragon, a star-blue battle armor shimmering in the sunlight, the dragon spear in his hand was horizontal on the side of the saddle, the waist was straight, and under the helmet, on his handsome face, his eyes flashed with excitement.
The person on the right, wearing the same Milan Empire's finest standard armor as the hundreds of warriors behind him, a faint silver light circulating on the armor surface, and a super heavy sword with a length of two meters diagonally behind his back.
Stepping down is the advanced Erikmin Dragon King, which is a fifth-level demonic beast.
It is much better than the normal level 4 Eric Min Dragon, both in terms of strength and speed.
Compared to the excitement of the young man on the left, his expression was extremely calm, and his eyes looked straight ahead without any change due to the approaching royal guard of honor of the Milan Empire.
In the center of the two of them, is the most conspicuous place of the whole team, it is a silver dragon, even if it is crawling on the ground, it is much taller than the body of the eighth-level water dragon next to him, the dazzling round scales reflect the light of the Dao under the sunlight, and a pair of purple eyes seem to be triggering the fluctuations of the magic elements in the air between opening and closing, so that the sunlight reflected on the body forms layers of slight distortion in the air.
On the back of the silver dragon, a young magician with a graceful and noble temperament sat on it, and although the milky white magic robe was simple, it could not affect his unusual elegance.
His eyes were very calm, and his expression was different from the excitement of the youth on the left and the coldness of the youth on the right.
There is always a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, which seems to give people a feeling of being easy to get close to.
Behind these three young men were fifty magicians in fiery red robes, their equipment was exactly the same, including the magic wand in their hands, the tip of the long-handled staff was inlaid with red gems the size of eggs, it was not surprising that such a magic wand appeared, although the quality was good, but it was not the best.
But with fifty of these wands at the same time, it felt completely different.
Even behind the silver dragon supported by the magic dragon, the fire elemental fluctuations formed by the fifty magic wands together caused a faint red light to flicker around the bodies of the fifty magicians.
The most surprising thing is that these fifty magicians actually sit on the back of the Erikmin Dragon, you know, the dragoons have always only belonged to warriors, because the body of the magician has always been fragile, but these fifty magicians sitting on the back of the Erikmin Dragon are so stable, and the Erikmin Dragon is also extremely tame, and there is nothing wrong with it.
Fifty magicians followed, a total of four hundred and fifty of the same armor, the same standard heavy armor as Ye Hongyan flashed with the unique light of magic silver, although only a very small amount of magic silver was mixed in their armor, but such armor was probably only willing to be cast by great empires like Milan and Landias.
The neat phalanx, with a total of more than 500 people, did not make the slightest sound, including the mounts they stepped on.
It was Ye Yinzhu who was sitting on the silver dragon, and he had already returned to Milan from the Far North Wasteland three days after they returned, and Seedorf's silver dragon companion Atheus had already returned to Seedorf's side.
On both sides of Ye Yinzhu, of course, Oliveira and Ye Hongyan were ready to go, with five hundred Grim Reapers.
Although Seedorf had told them yesterday that Emperor Silvio would personally see them off today, they did not expect the send-off procession to be so large.
In the blink of an eye, under the escort of the dragoons and royal warriors, Emperor Silvio the Great had already arrived in front of Ye Yinzhu and them, accompanied by the two generalissimos and the hundred officials of the empire, and in the distance, the city gate was lifted after Emperor Silvio left the blockade, and a large number of civilians were watching this huge scene.
Silvio the Great's luan car stopped, and Silvio, accompanied by the two generalissimos, slowly stepped down from the luan.
"Descend the dragon."
Ye Yinzhu shouted, and Oliveira, Ye Hongyan, and the five hundred warriors of the Grim Reaper behind him all controlled themselves to sit down and prostrate down on the dragon horse, jumping off the dragon's back.
It is also strange to say that after these Eric Min Dragons arrived in the hands of the five hundred warriors of the Grim Reaper, they did not go through the conquest process that ordinary dragoons need to go through, and they were very tame in the hands of the five hundred warriors of the Grim Reaper.
Among the crowd, only Ye Yinzhu was still sitting on the back of the killing, and that was because he was representing the Silver Dragon City that cooperated with the Milan Empire at the moment.
"Hello, Uncle Silvio."
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Ye Yinzhu smiled and saluted Emperor Silvio on his back.
Silvio looked at Ye Yinzhu deeply, "Yinzhu, I'll leave it to you this time."
This war is not only about the honor of the empire, but also about the future of the empire. ” Ye Yinzhu bowed his head and said, "I will." ” Silvio's gaze fell from Ye Yinzhu to the five hundred warriors of the Grim Reaper behind him, and said loudly: "Warriors of Milan, today, you will embark on a journey.
Perhaps it will be the most important battle of your life for you.
For the glory of the Empire, I, Emperor Silvio, ask you, to do your best to achieve the final victory.
I assure you that when the victory comes, when you return, you will be greeted in the city of Milan with flowers, applause and the highest treatment.
Brave warriors, you are all the elite of the Empire, you are the future of the Empire, and while you are victorious, I hope to see more of you come back alive, and the future of the Empire is yours.
A hundred court magicians lined up neatly behind him, and Silvio's voice was heard far away through their amplification magic, and in an instant it spread throughout the plain, and both the Milanese warriors in the near distance and the civilians in the distance could clearly hear every word the emperor said, and a strong light of honor shone in their eyes.
Oliveira shouted, "Fight for Milan."
The Grim Reaper shouted at the same time, "Fight for Milan." ” The effect of the same sentence shouted from the mouths of Oliveira and the five hundred warriors of the Grim Reaper is completely different.
Oliveira's voice contained excitement and a sense of death, while the voices of the five hundred warriors of the Grim Reaper were still so cold and merciless.
But Emperor Silvio the Great clearly felt that the murderous aura was coming from these five hundred warriors.
Looking at Seedorf beside him, there was not only a look of satisfaction on his face.
The dragoons and the Royal Knights, who were following Silvio the Great, shouted three times at the same time.
A faint light flickered, and Ye Yinzhu's eyes revealed a faint divine light, "Uncle Silvio, we're leaving." ” Silvio nodded and said, "Master Moonlight." ” "The minister is here."
Yuehui walked out of the crowd surrounded by court magicians, he was still the same as when Ye Yinzhu saw him that day, but at this time, Yuehui stepped down and rode a special demonic beast, which was a black panther, with black hair all over his body, and only his eyes were cold citrine.
With a length of more than five meters and a height of more than one meter, his movements are light and silent, but he brings a strong sense of crisis.
Yuehui's companion Ye Yinzhu had already thought of it, and it was not surprising, but to his surprise, there was another person who appeared at the same time as Yuehui.
It was a palace beauty.
The gorgeous royal dress and long dress, with the dazzling golden pattern in the sunlight, made her immediately the focus of the audience.
To be continued: