When Almus and his men were fighting the siege of Adelunia....

　A great historical war was about to be fought on the Cilician Peninsula, just east of the Adelian Peninsula.

　It was the Third Persis-Cilician War.

　It started with the invasion of Cilicia by the emperor Xerxes, the emperor of Persis, who called himself the King of Kings.
　Xerxes formed a large army of 400,000 men and a large fleet of more than 700 ships, and pushed into Cilicia Peninsula.

　His purpose was to suppress the independence movements of the Cilician cities in the Persis Empire.
　Another purpose was to take control of the Eastern Sea of Tethys.


　In contrast, the Cilician cities formed the "Grand Alliance against Persis" with the four leading cities of the time, Alto, Terbai, Clarice, and Raym, at the center.

　They prepared 130,000 infantry and 400 three-stage ships.


　
　The two armies confronted each other on the Great Plains.




　''What do you think?　Xuechii, do you think you can win?
　Millions and 300,000. Do you think I can't win?

　Persis Army Main Camp.
　There, a middle-aged man with blonde hair and a beautiful woman with blonde hair and brown skin were intertwined with each other.
　They were both naked.

　They were in the middle of making a baby.

　Ayesha, the woman - Chief of the Desert People (Alarmists), Ayesha traced her finger across the chest plate of the man - King of the Kings (Emperor Persis), Xerxes.

　''But - but Xerxes' father and grandfather were defeated by this troop gap, right?''　
　That's because our troops were so weak.

　The First and Second Persis Wars.
　In the two wars, the Persis Empire was defeated by the Cilician Confederation.

　There were two reasons.

　One was the morale gap.
　The soldiers of the Cilician Union had a firm will to defend their homeland.
　On the other hand, the soldiers of the Persis Empire were peasants and mercenaries who were forcibly brought in by the emperor.

　This difference caused a huge difference in morale.

　The second reason was language.
　The official language of the Persian Empire was Persians, but only a third of the soldiers could speak Persians.
　The lack of communication between the junior officers caused confusion in the chain of command.

　''Well then, then, are the soldiers stronger this time?''
　No, he's the same.

　Xerxes shook his head.
　Ayesha nodded her head.

　'Then what makes you think you can win?'

　To which Xerxes replied with a grin.

　'Diplomacy, and the difference between them, and weapons.





　The sound of a gong echoes across the battlefield.
　The sound of soldiers' footsteps and the scrape of armor drowned out the sound.

　Together, the two armies have gathered fifty-three thousand troops.
　The earth shook as the soldiers of both armies moved.


　The first to move was the fifty thousand chariots, the pride of the Persis army.
　It was a huge four-headed chariot, with three men on board: a gosha, an archer and a spearman.

　The chariot has a huge sickle on its wheels.
　Time and again, it was the strongest trump card that had trampled the enemies of the Persis Empire and made them expand their territory.

　''Hahahaha!　Bow down before the strongest chariots of our Persis army!

　The general leading the tank corps leads the way with a high smile.
　Fifty thousand tanks followed him.

　With a roar, they charged at the Cilician infantry.
　The wheels of the chariot corps trampled the Cilician and the scythes sliced through the flesh.

　The Cilician formation crumbled so quickly it seemed to go..............

　'Push them down from the flanks!
　'Huh?　Huh?

　The chariot that the general rode in began to tilt.
　Once it tilted, it didn't take long for it to fall over.

　''Wait!　I am the Emperor's brother...
　Die!

　The general died easily.

　Starting with the general's death in battle, the chariot corps was defeated one after another.


　After two wars, the Cilicia side knew that the trump card of the Persis Empire was the chariot corps.
　Naturally, it was natural for them to plan a countermeasure.



　''Hahaha!　Look, Ayesha!　He's dead!

　Xerxes giggles as he drinks his wine and giggles.
　Ayesha gives a bitter smile.

　'My brother ... isn't it?　I mean, it's a tiger tank unit...

　'I am happy because he is my brother. This confirms my son's throne. Congratulations!　Mostly, that incompetent deserves to die. I've been saying a lot of times that chariots are over if you take them down from the side, but since he talks so forcefully about their usefulness (laughs)... the time is cavalry. Tanks are old!

　'You're happy for your friends to lose and that's why you lost.　Twice.

　Ayesha had a dumbfounded look on her face.


　The Cilician army, whose morale is up after defeating the tank squadron.
　The Persis army, whose morale is significantly lowered.

　But Xerxes doesn't care.

　Xerxes orders the true tigers to mobilize.

　"Expectations are high. King Parthodia.
　"Let us present the Emperor with a pile of dead Cilician bodies.

　King Parthodia - the king of a nomadic tribe of horsemen on the frontier of the Persis Empire - bowed to Emperor Persis.
　Then he mounted his horse and raised his bow.

　''Let's go!

　The Parthodia cavalry comes around the Cilician flank.
　This is because the weakness of the Cilician army, which is made up of typical heavy infantry, is its right flank.

　Of course, the Cilician army was aware of this.
　The Cilician army's 30,000 cavalrymen attacked the Paltodia cavalry.


　''Kill the barbarians [Barbaroi]!

　The Cilician cavalry shouts a bullhorn and charges at the Paltodia cavalry.
　Meanwhile, the Paltodia cavalrymen greet it with a cold attitude.

　'All troops, open fire. Teach these fools to handle their horses.

　Taking King Parthodia's command as a signal, arrows rained down on the Cilicia cavalry.

　''Wha, what!　

　A Cilician cavalry captain takes an arrow to the chest and falls off his horse.
　One after another, the cavalrymen of the Cilician army are shot through by arrows and fall.

　The momentum of the assault has been halved.


　''It's a thousand years too early to try to fight us Paltodians on horseback!

　With that shout, King Paltodia, who had switched from his bow to his sword, charged at the Cilicia cavalry.
　The other Paltodia horsemen follow suit.

　One by one, the Cilicia Cavalry are cut down.
　Cilicia's cavalry are destroyed in the blink of an eye.

　''See, the times are cavalry, right?
　But isn't that a Persis army?
　'Don't worry about the details. The Persis Cavalry Corps will be built after this war is over. With the money we have left over from the loss of the Waste Food Eaters (Tank Corps)!




　Meanwhile, in the center, the infantry of the Persis and Cilician armies were about to clash.
　The Cilician army was heavily armed infantry, armed with long spears and round shields.

　They rushed at the Persis army while forming a phalanx.

　'Set up your crossbow!　........fire!

　A bolt fired by a crossbow of Persis troops pierces the round shields of the heavily armed infantry.
　With a flap, the heavily armed infantry falls down.

　''Huh?　That's a weapon I've never seen before. What is that?
　It's called a crossbow. A weapon bought from the Far East. It's not very famous around here. The advantage is that even women and children can shoot arrows that can kill people, but the disadvantage is that it takes a long time to load them, and most importantly, it costs a lot of money to get them in numbers.

　Xerxes explained to Ayesha.
　It was a weapon that he arrived at after thinking of somehow making up for the weakness of the Persis army.

　It is a weapon that could only be put to practical use with the industrial strength of the Persis Empire.

　''But it doesn't stop, does it?
　The Cilician army is a formidable force.

　The heavily armed infantry of the Cilician army, stepping over their fallen comrades, headed straight for the Persis army without losing momentum and in a hurry.

　''Hold your long spears!

　Upon receiving the general's command, the Persis army begins to prepare to intercept the Cilician army, albeit slowly.　
　The movement of the Percis army, which is numerous and has an inconsistent chain of command, is not flattering.

　At the same time that the Persians were getting ready to intercept the Persians, the Cilician army's heavily armed infantry made contact with the Persians.
　The formation was greatly distorted by the Phalanx's assault.

　Undeterred by the three-fold troop gap, the brave Cilician citizen soldiers skewered the Persis soldiers.

　In the past two battles, the Persis army had been defeated by a vertical deep breakthrough like this.
　But this time was different.

　The Persis army began to gradually push back.

　''Huh?　What do you mean?　Xuechchi. Your usual soft Persis army would lose with that.
　It's the difference in weapons. We have weapons that can fight a small fry reasonably well.

　The weapon of the Persians is an iron long spear.
　On the battlefield, the longer the spear, the more advantageous it is.

　.........But that's not such a simple story.

　As is obvious, the longer the spear is, the heavier it becomes.
　In other words, if you extend it to a certain length, on the contrary, it requires a high level of skill.

　In addition, they are vulnerable to flanking attacks from the side, and they will not be able to withstand a flank attack by cavalry or other troops with good mobility.

　They are also helpless against enemies armed with long swords and other weapons and who adopt a scattershot strategy.

　Throughout the history of the earth, the Roman phalanx was defeated by the Celtic barbarians who adopted scattergun tactics, and then the Romans, who switched to scattergun tactics, defeated the Macedonian phalanx that was popular in Greece.

　There is no such thing as an invincible tactic.
　So how did Xerxes turn the Persians into a usable (...) army?

　First of all, he abolished the shield.
　And he also kept the armor to a minimum.

　By doing so, he made it possible for them to carry as long a spear as possible.

　In addition, the flanks were flanked by reliable Paltodia cavalry to eliminate the worries of the flanks.

　The problem was the increase in damage due to the loss of defensive strength and the soldiers fleeing with it...

　"If they flee, our elite Immortals and a large number of crossbowmen and ballistae behind them will turn the weaklings into raw sewage.
　Sending in the best of the best in the army to help soldiers get away.　The quintessential kuseti. The idea is tyrannical!

　Ayesha blatantly undermines Xerxes.
　Xerxes doesn't care. It's probably because he is self-aware.


　The infantry of the Persis army is pushed, but they withstand the assault of the Cilician army.
　Then they gradually narrow the encirclement.

　Paltodia's cavalry, which had defeated the Cilician army's cavalry, came around behind the Cilician army.

　The siege is almost complete.
　It was then.

　The infantry troops of the Persis army began to be pushed heavily.

　It's...
　'Cilicia's elite ... the Holy Squad (f*cking faggot) and the Reim heavy infantry (brain-muscles)?'

　Both the Sacred Corps and the Reim heavy infantry were the strongest units in the Cilicia peninsula.
　The Cilician general was the last man standing in this critical situation.

　He wanted to save the troops until the end of the battle.
　It would have been a big gamble.

　There was a chance that the Cilician side would be crushed and lose before they could play a role.

　However, the Cilicia side had won this bet.
　The Persis Infantry flinched at the powerful enemy that suddenly appeared.

　Until now, the Persis infantry had been able to fight thanks to the security of knowing that they were outnumbered and the tension of the soldiers behind them.
　This balance had been shaken.

　Once it crumbled, it was quick to fall apart.
　The Persis infantry threw their spears and began to run away.

　Many arrows rained down on the fleeing soldiers, and the Immortals' spears pierced their bodies.
　However, once the water breaks, it does not return to normal.

　''.........Haha.''

　Xerxes held his head.
　This time it was Xerxes' defeat.

　''I would have liked to win against Cilicia at least once...''
　You can't help it. Kusechi. Kusechi did a great job!　The only reason that weak soldier was able to fight that well was because of Kuse. If he were an ordinary emperor, he would've lost a long time ago. It was an amazing feat. So.....

　Ayesha held a spear made of dragon Damascus steel in one hand.
　It's a spear as thick as an adult's foot.

　I smiled at her while wielding it.

　''Leave the rest to us.
　"I would have preferred that Persis should have won all by himself, but... It was unavoidable. Please.

　Xerxes cut his strongest trump card (monster).






　"It's a barbarian (Barbaroi) after all. Not much to go on.

　Raym, one of the leading cities in Cilicia.
　Its king stabs a fleeing Persis infantryman with a spear and mutters while killing him.

　He has a disgruntled look on his face.
　It's probably not enough to riot.

　Everyone born in Raym receives rigorous military training from an early age.
　That's not an exception, even the royalty of Reimu. .........no, it is precisely because they are royalty that they are subjected to even more rigorous training.

　The killing skills and fighting spirit that have been drilled into him since he was a child.
　That's what made Reimu the strongest army nation in Cilicia.

　'No, not at all.

　The captain of the Sacred Corps also agreed with King Raym.
　The Sacred Squad is a special unit made up of homos*xual couples.

　The members of the Sacred Corps fight desperately to protect their lovers and to show their strength.
　There is no escape.

　In the Cilicia peninsula, only this Sacred Corps is capable of competing with the Rayim heavy infantry.


　''Shall we continue our assault on the imperial capital, Jamsheed, with the same vigor?
　'That's good. A lot of beautiful boys from Persis ... gobbledygook.

　The two men blossomed with color in their conversation.
　It was then that the entire Cilicia army loosened up as victory was at hand.


　''We haven't even won yet, but we can afford it!

　Such a pause was heard from behind the dust.
　King Raym and the Sacred Squadron Captain stared and a woman astride a camel appeared from the other side of the dust.

　She had wheat-colored skin and golden hair.
　A beautiful beauty.

　She was wearing clothes of bright red fabric........no, she was wearing clothes stained red with blood.
　This was because she advanced while cutting down the fleeing Persis infantry from one side to the other.


　''The two of you there are well known generals, I presume. I am Ayesha. I am Ayesha, Chief of the Desert People (the Alarmists). And the five hundred men behind you are the strongest warriors in the world, the pride of our desert people (Alarms).

　Ayesha pointed behind her with her thumb.
　From the other side of the dust, a camel rider, still dyed bright red, appeared from the other side of the dust.


　''Well, well, well, Lady Chieftain. Careful. The Persis army looks like it's really short on personnel.''
　What's that?　You're not gonna tell me your name?　I told you my name. You're so rude.

　Ayesha joked with King Raym.

　'Women don't have names to call themselves, do they, Ayesha? Ayesha, was it?　The sooner you get away, the better. The victory or defeat has already been decided. If you stay on the battlefield any longer, what will happen to you... well, I'm not interested in women.

　The captain of the Sacred Corps didn't say his name to Ayesha either and acted like a fool.

　Ayesha grinned.

　''Heh ... you worry about me.''

　And then he was gone.

　Where is he?
　King Raym looked around in a hurry.

　'Here we are.'

　A voice came from behind him.
　King Raym turned around in a hurry, and Ayesha was there.

　She was holding something in her left hand.　
　By the time he realized that it was the head of the Sacred Squadron Captain, King Raym's head and torso were already separated alive.

　Ayesha avoided it.

　''Come on!　Time to hunt!　Kill them all!







　With the success of the desert people (alarmists) led by Ayesha, the battle situation began to lean heavily on the side of Persis.
　First, the Sacred Squadron and Reim heavy infantry instantly turned them into raw, warm, raw meat and slashed at the shaken Cilicia army.

　The Cilicia's heavily armed infantry was greatly confused when they saw how their comrades were processed into raw meat in an instant.
　The formation is disrupted and a gap is created.
　The alarmists cut into the gap, and the wound spreads.


　
　The desert people (the alarm people).
　They are a nomadic, mercantile, hunter, and fighter tribe that crosses the oasis.

　Their population is only 50,000.　
　However, all of the 500 warriors, one hundredth of the population, possess the battle blessings known as the "Hunter's Blessing".

　Therefore, they are the strongest in the world.

　It's impossible for any army to defeat them in battle.


　........but they are not as strong as their numbers.
　That's why they have succumbed to the Persis Empire, and it's impossible to destroy the 100,000-strong Cilician army.

　All we can do is confuse the enemy and stop their movements.
　But that's enough.

　Because Xerxes led the Immortals to plug the gaping hole.

　Once again, the Cilician army is surrounded by a sea of Persis forces.
　Both the dependable Sacred Corps and the Reim heavy infantry are destroyed.

　On the flanks are the Persis infantry.
　In front, Ayesha and the Immortals.
　Behind them, the Paltodia cavalry approaches.

　It is impossible to break the situation.

　Thus, the Cilician army of 100,000 is destroyed.







　Two days later.

　Off the coast of the city-state of Clarice.
　There, four hundred battle ships from all over Cilicia were waiting for the seven hundred ships of the Persis Imperial Navy.

　In order to land on the Cilicia peninsula, the Persians would have to bring down the city-state of Clarice.
　Claris is a city facing the sea.
　To capture it, they need to gain control of the sea.

　Also, the Persians have a huge army of over 400,000 troops.
　It is impossible to cover its logistics by land transport alone.

　Sea transport would always be necessary.

　Defeats on land cannot be reversed.
　But it can be won back by sea.

　And the Cilician people are a maritime people.
　They use ships, not roads, to go shopping in the next town.

　On the other hand, the Persians are a genuine land-based people.
　Most of the soldiers had never seen the sea before, and most of the marines could not swim.

　The sea is different from land in that there is a big difference between the level of skill and the performance of ships.
　The odds are great.


　''I can see it!　General!　It's a golden eagle flag!

　A golden eagle on a red fabric.
　This flashy flag is the national flag of the Persis Empire.

　The tribes of the East (Orient) tremble at the sight of this flag.
　However, the brave Cilician people were not intimidated by this flag.

　'Hmm, do you think a hawk can win at sea?　Write a seagull on it.

　The general's words brought a hearty laugh.
　If it's a sea battle, we'll never lose.

　Ships are the legs of the Cilician people, and the sea is the road.
　We cannot lose to the Persians.

　''Hmm?　General. I see a different flag. That's the crescent moon it's Pofenia!　It's the flag of Pofenia!
　What!

　The General stared into his eyes.
　With the passage of time, the general's eyes could see it clearly.

　There was no doubt about it.
　It was the flag of the crescent moon, the flag of Pofenia.

　This could only mean one thing.
　It means that Pofenia is in league with the Persis Empire.

　Pofenia is a republic with its home country directly south of the Adelunian Peninsula.
　Like the Cilician people, the Pofenians are a people engaged in the maritime trade, using ships as their legs and the sea as their road.

　Their ship-handling abilities are equal to those of the Cilician people.

　'....How many ships?
　"....I've lost count. There must be at least three hundred....

　A cold sweat ran down the General's cheek.




　The Battle of Clarice.
　Four hundred ships of the Cilician Navy vs. seven hundred ships of the Persis Navy & three hundred ships of the Pofenia Navy.
　The result: total destruction of the Cilician Navy.

　From the Battle of Clarice.

　Two days later, Clarice falls.　
　Ten days later, Artoo falls.
　Twenty days later, Telbai falls.
　Forty days later, Reimu falls.

　Thus, all of Cilicia is conquered by the Persis Empire.
　Control of the Eastern Sea of Tethys is taken over by the Persians and the Pofenian Republic.

　The Third Persis-Cilician War ended in victory for the Persians.

　Needless to say, the outcome of this war would have a major impact on the politics and economy of the Adelian Peninsula.