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Steel and Sorrow: Rise of the Mercenary king

Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos. As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor , his three ambitious sons vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it, selling their swords to the highest bidder . But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters. In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath itself , lacking the strenght to stop them. In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires. ----------------

Allevatore_dicapre · Adolescents et jeunes adultes
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303 Chs

Fight for survival

Edmund, still atop his horse, watched the chaos unfold as the northern infantry wreaked havoc on the enemy cavalry.It was true that the enemy riders far surpassed them, yet right now the infantry was the one outnumbering the riders. They divided themselves two, three man fighting against men on horses. While some enemy riders might have been able to fend off one man, facing two or three was another matter entirely. One soldier would distract, parrying the blows or forcing the rider to retreat, while the others seized the moment to strike—either the rider or the horse. The riders made for harder targets, but the horses were prized for the spoils they would bring, so most time they aimed for the rider

Edmund's heart pounded in his chest as adrenaline surged through him. He raised his sword high into the air, the blade gleaming in the sunlight.