The wind blew, and the war horses galloped.

Ice-scale horses are very rare. They also have the advantages of endurance and speed, and are also the best choice for light cavalry.

If we only use the two indicators of endurance and speed as an evaluation, the ice-scale horse is not a little worse than the famous elf white horse.

If you take into account the food acceptance of ice scale horses, it is even more suitable as a light cavalry war horse than an elf white horse. The daily recipe of the elf white horse requires some fruit, which is not easy to preserve.

"Emilya, can you still hold on?" Princess Heloise asked loudly, surrounded by a group of female knights.

These people are members of the Rose Society. It can be said that more than 90% of the war workers in the Rose Society followed His Highness the Princess to expedition the Kingdom of Abilee - of course, Emilya is also one of them.

Only Emilia was born as a Berserker and had never had such a long-distance raid before. Moreover, the Berserker had amazing explosive power but not very good endurance, so Heloise asked about it specifically.

"No problem, Your Highness, Princess." Amilia rode on the horse, rising and falling as the horse rose and fell, and she looked at ease.

"Okay, if you can't hold on, say immediately, don't hold on - I didn't expect you to be so good at riding."

"Hahaha, it was taught by Sir Ander step by step on the bed. The Sir Ander in her family is known as unparalleled. What is this riding skill?" Meria said with a laugh.

Meria is Heloise's senior sister. She is a mid-level female knight in her thirties. She was unable to get married because she wanted to inherit the rank of viscount in the family, so she had to maintain the family's inheritance by borrowing seeds.

(Women get married with a title, which is equivalent to bringing the title to other families. This is something that the original family will never allow. Therefore, any female noble who wants to inherit the title must recruit son-in-law or simply borrow seeds. The latter is more likely to be accepted by the family - because borrowing seeds generally does not involve the son-in-law's inheritance requirements for the title, and the consequences are smaller.)

So this lady is the most prominent and bold party in the Rose Club.

"Meria!" Amilia glared at her.

"Hehe, Liya, please make it easier and let me borrow some seeds?" Meria said with a salivating face and laughing.

"Don't even think about it!" Amilia shook her head like a rattle.

"I don't want to borrow it for nothing. As long as I can get pregnant, a manor plus a real-field jazz-Little Leah, you won't have only one child in the future, right? What if there are two or three? Always lay the foundation for a child's territory, right? Don't have too many. As long as there is a manor, it's a foundation that is not bad. The palace title may be removed, and the real-field title cannot be removed."

"Besides, my child and your child will have the same blood at that time, and there is no dispute over inheritance rights. We will definitely help each other. How good is this?"

Although the wind blew, Meria's breathing and pronunciation were clear and there was no ambiguity at all.

"————" Amilia fell silent.

"Okay, Sister Meria, don't tease Liya anymore. This opportunity is once a year, we must give our all."

"I understand!" Everyone answered in unison.

Only Emilya shook her head slightly.

She was on the pirate ship and couldn't get off, otherwise she wouldn't have joined in the fun.

The purpose of the Rose Society is to allow women to truly grasp power - of course, the sign that is placed in the open place is women's friendship and mutual help.

The goal of Heloise's call on everyone to strive for is to get a large area of ​​own territory (at least at the level of an earl, a city), and establish a social system mainly based on matriarchal inheritance in the territory.

In this way, everyone does not have to worry about it. The men in the family use various specious reasons to deprive themselves of their titles and wealth.

This is not without success precedents—the Grand Duke of Valery is where women make decisions.

(More than one noble woman was tied up by a branch of the family and gave it to others, and then she said she would marry voluntarily and give up her title. Only the strongest woman can firmly grasp her position of power)

"Little Leah, if Sir Ander can cooperate this time, I swear to get a real-field baron for the Tilles's family!"

Heloise swears.

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The Hommel Hills at the entrance to the Hommel Plain.

Since I don't know how long it will take to stay, and there are prisoners from the Kingdom of Abilee to drive it, the camps of the First and Third Legions of Gilt became quite solid and solid after expansion. Although it could not catch up with the city, it was also more solid than the defense of ordinary towns.

With the welcome of all the leaders, Ander led two light cavalry brigades to introduce His Royal Highness Heloise and his group to the camp.

The military situation was urgent and there was no such thing as washing up. Heloise directly ordered a general meeting of the army.

"In such hot weather, is Your Highness the Princess of the Reincarnation State crazy?" a soldier complained.

"It is said that His Highness the Princess is a great beauty."

"Is she a great beauty related to us? I would rather hide in a cool place and sleep. Damn, my injury has not completely healed yet, and I have to make trouble again."

"Ha, how can I do it without tossing? She has no achievements to make. How can I control the army if I don't toss a little bit?" This is a non-commissioned officer.

The princess of the regent has a respectable status, but in the eyes of these lower-level soldiers and non-commissioned officers, it is actually that way.

The army is the place where order is the most important, but also the place where subordinates are the most important. No matter how old you are, you can't control me, there is nothing to be scary.

"Okay, stop talking. Even if you still have to fight, it has nothing to do with you. The wounded soldier must return to his country to recuperate - Damn, why didn't I get hurt?"

"Ha, according to what you said, I have one arm missing, are you lucky?"

“Barring, you can at least go back alive.

"Old John, Bed, Sauk and others are all dead, the eldest prince is still trapped, and there are still some fights. I wonder how many of us can go back alive - aren't you lucky?"

The soldiers were silent.

Although the Kingdom of Gilt can calmly rescue the wounded soldiers, the broken limbs of the soldiers who have already died cannot be rescued. The nobles still hope to continue the limbs. Ordinary soldiers can stop bleeding, so it would be good to save their lives.

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"Sir Ander Tilles killed King Abilly, turned the situation around, and was granted the title of Viscount of the Tilles Court, and the territory was Ackerro Manor."

"Ton, the commander of Ton, stood firm on the line of defense, won the time, enthroned the palace baron, and rewarded one thousand two hundred gold coins."

"Bronck commander attacked the Abilelian Kingdom Army seven times, supported the front line and rewarded seven hundred gold coins."

"Soldiers, you fight bravely, defeat the despicable Abilelian Army, kill Hunter III, and do not lose the reputation of the Kingdom of Gilt for a thousand years. For this reason, each soldier is promoted to one level and rewarded thirty gold coins, and so on - all soldiers who fell into battle will double the pension."

Heloise wore ice blue heavy armor, without a helmet, showing her beautiful face. She stood on the platform with a heroic look, and rewarded the soldiers one by one, which attracted cheers from the soldiers below.

"But, the battle has not been finished yet, and I betrayed my father and caused his death. The Kingdom of Abilee should not continue to exist in this world - I want to completely sweep the Kingdom of Abilee into the garbage dump of history."

"Next, I announce that, except for some soldiers who are responsible for escorting the wounded and escorting the prisoners back to the Kingdom of Gilt, other soldiers must be prepared to go to war.

From then on, the Kingdom of Abilee will completely disappear on the map. This should be the territory of our Kingdom of Gilt; every soldier who has made contributions will own his own land, even his own territory!”

"You--fight for Gilter, for yourself, for me!"

The high platform suddenly became quiet.

"Long live His Highness Heloise!" A shocking cheer suddenly burst out, almost overturning the platform.

"Fight for His Highness the Princess!"

"Fight - fight - fight!"

"Fight - fight - fight!"

"I still have a hand, and I can use a sword, don't send me back!"

The sound of war rushing and tsunamis shocked the atmosphere.

In the past two hundred years, there has been no new territory around the Kingdom of Gilt. Even the four northern lords have been developed, and then we will enter the mountain when we go north.

It is almost impossible to become a real-world noble. Every new real-world noble needs to obtain territory from the old nobles - this is to cut off the old nobles, without any great contributions.

But now, listening to the words of the eldest princess Heloise, is there a chance to become a territorial noble?

Even though this army had just suffered nearly half of the casualties, the remaining half suddenly felt excited!

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Having mastered the morale of the army, Heloise struck while the iron was hot, spread out the map in the military tent, and held a military meeting: "The Kingdom of Abilee was newly defeated and Hunter III was killed. We cannot wait for the Kingdom of Abilee to recommend a person who integrates the overall situation. We must take advantage of the victory and pursue them completely."

Heloise ordered people to spread the map on the long table, holding the general trend of military morale in hand, and the first sentence he said was to set the tone of today's military meeting.

With the army's mind boiling, no one dared to object to her on this topic.

However, how to fight is the focus of controversy.

"I think we should go around Queerle City to attack directly along the Phil River, the Elves and Orcs' defenses."

"By Around Queerle City? What should we do with our back road? Logistical supplies are not needed? It's better to attack Queerle City! Besides, His Highness Dwayte was surrounded by the Scarlet Eagle Legion of the Elf and the Ian Kingdom in Suffer City. Rescuing the Great Prince is the first priority!"

Viscount Anwis of the Ice Dragon Knights yelled at him.

"We now have 14,000 people, of which 4,000 are injured. We cannot fight in a short period of time and must return to our country to cultivate. There are also 11,000 prisoners who need to be guarded. You just ordered the wounded soldiers and prisoners to be sent back to our country, which requires at least two thousand people. In this way, we only have 8,000 people to use."

Another commander also made an opinion.

He did not object to either side, but only raised the current difficulty of insufficient troops - without enough troops, it would be useless to say anything.

"Why don't we wait and wait until the army behind us comes up?"

"No, now we are the only ones with the Pathleme Kingdom, but we have to deal with the elves, orcs, Ian Kingdom and the remnants of the Aibilite Kingdom. The situation is already very dangerous. If the Aibilite Kingdom recovers, the Pathleme Kingdom can rely on the Phil River to protect itself for the time being, but we, Gilter, will definitely not be able to resist the four-nation coalition."

The speaking leader Bronck was originally a supporter of the Second Prince, but here he was considered a supporter of His Highness the Princess.

"The elves' combat radius is not as good as that of us humans, and they are not resistant to coldness. It is impossible to attack Gilt across a long distance."

"Orcs are not afraid of the cold. The Kingdom of Ian and the Kingdom of Abilee are both humans, and they may not be afraid of the cold."

"What should I do? What can this person do? The orcs and Ian Kingdom coalition forces besieged Safford City had at least 40,000. With the betrayal of the Abilelians, the Great Prince and his friends had no more than 10,000 people at their hands."

"With the advantage of the city wall, the eldest prince should not be very dangerous for the time being. In my opinion, we should conquer Querren City at all costs and destroy the remnants of Abilelli."

"Haha, the remnants? Even if some of them escaped, there are at least 10,000 people. In addition, the original defenders had at least 15,000 people, and we only had eight thousand people to attack Querren City?"
To be continued...