The injustice system and the war-mad me

So under the leadership of the new Emperor Shengnuo, the left wing instantly became chaotic. They fled in panic and trampled on each other.

Immediately afterwards, Shu Yichao arrived.

The terrifying steel storm swallowed up the entire left wing of the coalition forces in an instant. Wherever Shu Yichao went, there were terrifying flesh and blood storms one after another.

"If you are an enemy of me, you will live like this!"

Shu Yichao led the Iron Buddhas from the left wing like a red-hot knife cutting through butter, defeating the Chinese army all the way, and then to the right wing.

Broken, totally broken.

Facing the rolling torrent of steel, the coalition forces found themselves as if they were facing a real natural disaster, and all their counterattacks were so ridiculous.

Amidst heart-rending screams and desperate wails, the soldiers who had lost their fighting spirit trampled on each other and looked for their own way out in a mess.

Then, they discovered that they had been tricked by King Charles.

We are fighting with our backs against the enemy, and if we lose, we won’t have anywhere to run!

The pontoons and boats on the Po River were simply not enough for them.

In panic, a large number of soldiers threw off their helmets and armor, and jumped into the cold river water, either actively or passively, regardless of whether they could swim.

"What are you doing!?"

"Don't row the boat away!"

When King Charles realized that the situation was not good, he immediately fled back with his personal entourage and quickly found a ship——

Not even willing to let more people on board, he ordered the ropes to be untied, the gangplank removed, and then he paddled away as hard as he could.

"Lord, why is this happening?"

Seeing the chaotic crowd, the burning dock, and the broken military formation gradually moving away, King Charles finally couldn't help the horror in his heart, crossed himself on his chest, and burst into tears.

Eighty thousand troops!

Eighty thousand troops!

It collapsed like this...

At this moment, the view from King Charles's ship.

The order of the [-]-strong army before the expedition had completely collapsed, with burning and mourning everywhere.

There were damaged boats on the surrounding water, and the Po River was crowded with people. Countless people were struggling in the water and shouting for help.

"Your Majesty." The attendant next to him comforted dryly with a pale face.

"Don't be too sad, at least with the Lord's blessing, we managed to escape - ah!"

The shining meteors passed through the trestle, and then pounced on the rickety boats like flying eagles.

"Since you are here, don't leave!"

How could Shu Yichao let these guys go? It was obvious at a glance that their heads were extremely valuable.

The galloping horse stepped on a small boat with a thump. It was like a cannonball and immediately trampled the small boat to pieces.

Then, before the boat sank to the bottom of the water, Shu Yichao rode his horse and jumped up again——

Like a dragonfly touching the water, it quickly caught up with the ship on which King Charles was riding.

"Do not--"

Accompanied by a violent roar and the screams of the refugees on the ship, a manic bloody wind wave immediately swept across the entire ship.

King Charles felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a hammer. His vision went dark, his chest felt tight, and his body went limp. Then he fell into the river wearing heavy armor.

And not far away from him, Shengnuo's newly-proclaimed Emperor Shengnuo also sank to the bottom of the water.

On that day, the coalition forces suffered a disastrous defeat, with numerous casualties and casualties, and the Po River stopped flowing.

Chapter 101 - The Eternal City

"Are you sure you're not kidding!?"

Charliman's eyes widened, and she looked at the map in disbelief.

"Your Majesty." The paladin who belonged to her said without being humble or condescending.

"I'm not joking."

"There are tens of thousands of soldiers who fled back from the front line. The Eternal City is full of these poor people who were frightened and went crazy."

"There are mountains of pyramids everywhere along the way."

"If your Majesty is willing to take a look, you will know that the Khitan Caesar is indeed approaching the Eternal City."

"That guy, for some reason, is far more familiar with this land than we imagined."

"He's always attacking from all kinds of incredible places."

"There are some small roads that even an old man who has lived in the area for more than ten or 20 years doesn't know clearly, but he can easily know them."

"In addition, the Zelaiya people seem to have completely surrendered to him..."

After integrating information from many sources, Charliman had to admit that this legendary whip of God seemed to be more powerful than imagined.

In less than a week, half of the 40 troops were gone!

As for the lost kings, dukes, and earls... they are countless.

"What a bunch of trash!"

Charliman said to herself.

"I originally expected you to be of some use."

"At least it will wear down the energy of Khitan Caesar's army."

"But now it seems that even this has no effect -"

Charliman shook her head.

"After all, they are just a group of incompetent juniors. The level of incompetence is far beyond my imagination."

"It seems that I still have to take action personally."

A faint smile began to appear at the corner of her mouth.

"Let me see for myself how much you, the Scourge of God, can do."

"Go," Charlimagne said to the paladin, "go gather my paladin guard."

"Tell them that the time has come to sacrifice their lives for their Majesty."

"Yes!" The paladin lowered his head and replied.

"Follow your orders."

"Your Eternal Majesty."

In the smoky venue, one after another, burly men were either silently wiping the weapons in their hands, or drinking sweet wine.

Just look at their huge bodies, knotted muscles, and scarlet eyes, and you can tell that these giant bear-like warriors are definitely meat grinders on the battlefield.

"Da da……"

Following the sound of footsteps, the figure of the paladin appeared at the door of the venue.

The sights of the sturdy men, like iron filings being attracted by a magnet, suddenly focused on the paladin.

"Warriors." Being stared at by so many terrifying men, the paladin was not timid at all. He chuckled and spoke.

"The time has come to sacrifice your life for your eternal majesty!"

"Hmph, hum!" The tough men all showed bloodthirsty smiles, as if they couldn't wait to taste the flesh and blood and whines of their enemies.

Some servants brought the Holy Communion and then ran away in a hurry, some even peed their pants when they ran so slowly.

"Hmph." The paladin snorted coldly, forgiving the servants for their rudeness.

Since Charlimagne became the Shadow Emperor of the Eternal City, the original Papal Guards have naturally quietly turned into the Paladin Guards affiliated with her.

After bathing in the holy grace for a long time, these warriors became extremely ferocious and bloodthirsty, and would not retreat until they fought to the death, executing any order unconditionally.

It can be called the most terrifying army in the world.

Although this means that most of them will not survive for five years after serving, and because they need to replenish the holy grace at any time, they cannot stay away from the Eternal City, but...

It doesn't matter.

"Our souls—"

The paladin made a sign of the cross on his chest, and his eyes were also scarlet.

"You will ascend to heaven."

[This one should be stable. 】

System 12345 thought to himself.

[The host didn’t seem to do anything extra. He basically just checked out the date, and then went straight to the Eternal City. 】

[Hmm, that's feasible. After all, it's a date - it's definitely easier to impress a girl if you prepare in advance. 】

[But then again, what on earth did the host do? 】

[Why does Charliman’s attention to the host increase so quickly——]

[Hmm... The host seems to have caused quite a stir along the way. 】

[Did Charliman hear that a stunningly beautiful boy came from Italy?So I started paying attention involuntarily? 】

[Hehehe, she is just a young girl after all. 】

[The girl bound by a heavy fate finally meets a dreamlike beautiful boy——]

[I thought it was just a fleeting anecdote, but I didn’t expect that the boy came just for her...]

[Hey hey. 】

【…】

【Probably. 】

System 12345 found that it seemed to lack confidence.

Eternal City.

When the bloody double-headed eagle flag was flying in the distance, the whole city fell into panic.

Although theoretically speaking, the Eternal City should be defended by 20 troops at the moment, and there should be no fear at all of Shu Yichao, who only has a few thousand people.

however……

It was these thousands of people who had just flattened the 20-strong army in the north, and then they rushed straight towards the Eternal City like tigers coming down the mountain.

The obstacles, checkpoints, and castles along the way are all vulnerable.

In the past, most holy wars were directed by the Pope from a distance.

But this time, the Pope can actually direct the Holy War directly in the Eternal City.

The gap during this period makes people not doubt life.

The army was trembling, the nobles were hiding in the church and praying helplessly. The drunken prodigal son squandered all his family property, had fun, caroused all night, drank and gambled... he wished he could die on the belly of a wandering warbler.

Wave after wave of people fled, and despair spread rapidly in the city, even nuns and priests were no exception.

"What a pitiful sin."

Charliman looked at all the events happening in the city indifferently.

"Fornication, drunkenness, debauchery, blasphemy..."

"It seems that after repelling God's whip, this city needs to be purified."

At this moment, she has put on a solid suit of armor. On the top of the armor, there are iris flowers on one side and Shengnuo's double-headed eagle on the other -

It symbolizes that "she" created these two empires with her own hands.

"Ding dong, ding dong."

The ball in Charliman's hand began to shake slightly, and the melodious bells echoed in the cathedral.