Realm of Power

On a hot day in June, the steaming heat was like the air roasting in a stuffy jar. There was a burnt smell in the dullness. The bright sun in the sky made people's faces feel hot and painful. The clothes of the Kugits on the city wall were affected by the sun. The iron armor was scorching hot, and the sweat flowing from the body left wet marks on the ground.

"Damn it, why is it so hot in June in Waikia!" Saharis wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand. The scorching midday sun made him feel very uncomfortable. "It would be great if we were in the Kugit Prairie now! I You can teach Sata scimitar techniques yourself!”

Saharis began to miss June in the prairie. The cool breeze blew through the prairie, and the vast grassland flew under his feet. June was the season for riding horses on the prairie. In this pleasant season, The annual Saha Festival will be held in the royal court, with people from all over the prairie The local heroes will show off their unique skills, the tribal leaders will hold a meeting for the next year's plan, the cattle and sheep will take a nap in the green haystacks, the young men will chase their beloved girls on the grassland, and their twelve-year-old son Sata can Choose a horse from the tribe as your coming-of-age ceremony

"May the grassland god bless you," Saharis prayed secretly in his heart. The solid outer wall of the castle under his feet made Saharis feel more at ease.

From morning to noon, the Samoers on the opposite side have been hiding in their tents without showing their heads, leaving only a few scattered teams of lookout posts patrolling. Outside the castle, the Samoers are covered in white tents, like sheep grazing on the grassland. group, which further aroused Saharis’ longing for

This is the sixth day of the siege of Weizan. Except for the Samoers running out to test-fire a few slingshots yesterday, the entire battlefield fell into dead silence. The Kugits were not surprised by the laziness of the Samoers. Fatty Samoer is a very lazy person. This is nothing new among the Kugits. "A lazy commander must lead a lazy army."

The initial attack was as fierce as a pack of wolves, but now it is so lazy that even its head is not exposed. The unusually strong Vezan Castle has worn away the will of the Samor people. Yesterday, the excellent performance of the Vezan wall was like This gave the panicked Kugits a shot in the arm, and the Kugits could safely hide in the castle and wait for reinforcements from the south.

Outside the city, in the Samoer camp, the fat man was lying lazily, with his white belly exposed, holding a hard board in his hand to fan himself. The hot June day made the fat man too lazy to move.

Under the fat man is a Salas carpet of red flowers and trees. The exquisite weaving skills of the Salas mountain people in the south have connected the pieces of flowers and wood together to form a huge bed of wood chips. This is a good place for the nobles to enjoy the coolness in summer. Things, during the great search in Zivadin, the fat man confiscated a lot of these things, and this time he specially brought a few out.

"Sir, this is the latest information sent." Crolisat came in with a piece of parchment. "The 20,000 cavalry of the Left Guard King heading south have passed through the central Omur area and are only two days away from Vizan. ! If we drive with all our strength, with the speed of the Kugit light cavalry, maybe the forward cavalry will appear behind us tomorrow night."

"Two days! So fast." The fat man got up from the carpet and touched his sweaty nose. "When will that bastard Lidakus arrive? If he doesn't arrive tomorrow, we will have to retreat! Could it be that we have to retreat this time?" Just watch the Kugits return safely with 3 million gold coins? "

"If Lidakus doesn't come tomorrow, Fatty will probably fall out with the Lida family." Seeing the angry look on Fatty's face, Crolisate couldn't help but think, "The latest report from the liaison officer, Lidakus The logistics team led by the captain just entered Weizan last night, and it is estimated that they will not return until the afternoon at the earliest! "

"Oh, you have entered Weizan? So fast?" The fat man was stunned for a moment. There were too many surprises today. "I didn't expect him to do it so quickly. It seems that the power of the Lida family among businessmen should not be underestimated. "

In order to save time for sending troops this time, Fatty didn't even have time to prepare the logistics. He just threw a dispatch order to Lidakus, who arrived last. According to the routine, it would take at least seven days to dispatch the logistics supplies for tens of thousands of people. But judging from the time when Lidakus entered Wezan, it only took him 2 days to basically complete it.

"Talent! I didn't expect this guy Lidakus to have such ability!" The fat man was a little excited. He almost ignored such a talent. It seemed that he would kill people at first sight. Because he was wary of the Lida family, I almost let an important talent slip away from me

Fatty, who has deeply analyzed the importance of logistics, knows very well that wars are often fought with logistics. Whoever has strong logistics will be invincible. This is how Liu Bang, the ancestor of Han Dynasty, killed Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, so Han ancestor ascended the throne first. The thing is that Xiao He, who is in charge of logistics, should be appointed prime minister instead of Han Xin, who is "invincible". No matter how hard you fight, you will still have to die without food, drink or reinforcements.

"Immediately send a force to pick up Lidakus's logistics team." The fat man waved his hand to Crolisate, "If the distance is far, order them to transport the No. 73 supplies first. Tonight I’m of great use”

"Supply No. 73?" Crolissart knew that Fatty had a hobby of numbering special supplies. For example, his chamber pot was No. 01. Fatty said it was called One Pillar Qingtian, and his bathtub was No. 100. Fatty said It's called a sea that embraces all rivers. People who don't know it think it's such a precious thing, but it's actually just a pile of rags.

It is estimated that this No. 73 material should also be the personal belongings of the fat man. Crolisate was not very interested in such curiosity, but touched the tip of her nose in distress, "My lord, if you plan to attack the castle at night, it may be difficult now. The Kugits have learned well. Due to the night attack of arrow rain the day before, the Kugits have become more defensive. Even at night, they will use torches to illuminate the entire city wall. As long as our people are close to 20 meters, they will be exposed. It’s impossible to get close!”

"You don't have to worry about this! Just do as I say." The fat man didn't take Crolissatt's reminder seriously. Just when Crolissatt was about to walk out of the tent, the fat man reminded him again, "Remember, the 70th Don’t take the wrong item No. 3, it’s very precious, so handle it with care!”

At night, the bright moon hangs in the sky, and the white moonlight shines brightly on the ground. The heat of the day has dissipated invisible, the cool night wind is caressing, and the chirping of insects comes one after another in the haystacks.

"I really don't know what you want to do? Can you attack at night like this?" Crolisat led his eighth-level cloth regiment in a neat queue, standing in the Vezan Castle with more than a hundred people fully armed. Meters away, Croissant looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and cursed anxiously, "Either lurking at the foot of the city wall, or even from hundreds of meters away, the other party can see clearly!"

The Kugits on the city wall also felt that tonight was unusual. Almost the entire Samor camp outside the city was dispatched. The people who looked at the dark mass of heads felt terrified. There were hundreds of square formations, and in the cool night breeze The smell of blood wafts around

"Samuel is risking his life!"

All the Kugits stood on the city wall, their bows in their hands tightened, their scimitars unsheathed, their eyes nervously staring at the large number of Samours outside the city, just waiting for the opponent's siege team to come up. Throwing life and blood on this section of the city wall, everyone just stared at each other. This is no longer a night attack, this is an open and honest attack.

"What do Samoers want to do?" King Kujit Zuowei frowned slightly as he looked at the densely packed Samoers outside the city. Fatty Samoer always doesn't play his cards according to common sense. You think it's a good opportunity, but if he doesn't come, you think it's bad. , he came, which gave King Zuo Wei a headache and depression.

"The moon is so beautiful tonight, let's just blow in the cool breeze. Why are we doing such a big battle?"

As the commander-in-chief of the army, King Zuowei knew what was the soul of the army. Looking at the sluggish soldiers, he raised the scimitar inlaid with sapphire in his hand and shouted loudly, "We Kugits are soaring in the sky." The eagle is a real man of iron blood. Let us use the scimitar in our hands to teach these cowards of Vekiya tonight under the watchful eyes of the Moon Goddess! Let them know that the sharp claws of the Kugit eagle can crush any enemy. It is great. The prairie god will bless the true warriors"

"Long live, long live the grassland god!" The Kugits around raised their scimitars and shouted, the morale that had been sluggish just now was rising rapidly.

"The moon is so bright tonight!" The fat man didn't care about the changes in the Kugit people on the city wall. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the moonlight with emotion. Then he lowered his head and looked at the busy stone-throwing drivers and asked, "Are you all here?" Are you ready? If so, let’s get started!”

"Whoosh" a sharp whistling sound streaked across the night sky. With the bright moonlight, the Kugit people saw hundreds of black dots falling from the sky.

"Damn trebuchet!" King Zuowei cursed angrily, "The mosquitoes that scream like hmm are really annoying."

"Pop!" The black dots hit the city wall, and when they landed on Kujit's shield, they immediately shattered into pieces, making a crisp sound.

"Your Highness, all these things have fallen down." A guard next to King Zuowei quickly picked up the black dot fragments, with black liquid still remaining on them. "Our city walls are full of these liquids, and many soldiers have them." Dip a lot"

"Oh, what the hell is Fatty Satsuma doing!" A pungent smell made King Zuowei look away.

"Shoot!" A roar sounded from the direction of the Samoer army formation, and countless fire points shot towards the Weizan city wall like locusts covering the sky.