Realm of Power

"Carry all the gold coins away and pour oil on all parts of the castle." The fat man with a thick face took the land deed in his hand into his arms, completely adhering to his shameless "What's yours is mine, what's mine is mine!" Style, pointing around with a nonchalant expression, and instructing in a strange tone, "Set another fire in the cellar and these places, and burn away all the things and traces!"

"This?..." The one-eyed dragon Salon looked at the fat man inexplicably. He suspected that the fat man was not mentally normal because he was overly happy. In addition to the charred walls of this shabby castle, even the top floor of the castle was burned by the fire last night. The house collapsed, and even the most desolate beggar would not live in such a dilapidated and scorched place. He couldn't help but timidly asked, "Sir, do we really want to set off a fire?"

"Yes, you lead people to lurk nearby. As soon as you see the Kugits' vanguard arriving, immediately set another fire. The bigger the fire, the better! Remember, everything in Wezan Castle was destroyed by the fire last night. Because of the ashes, when we entered the castle we saw nothing but fire." The fat man nodded affirmatively. He raised his head, with a sly smile on his slightly raised lips, "Send someone to send a message to the local lords. Our Samoer army not only resisted the Kugits for them, but also put out the castle fire in order to recover the losses of Lord Vizan." At that time, hundreds of people were burned, so they should have done whatever they wanted!"

"Please rest assured, sir. I understand how to do it." Salon nodded excitedly, and while instructing the guards to move the gold coins and the boxes containing the land deeds onto the carriage, he also directed people to move the crude oil off the carriage. "Guaranteed to be a warehouse." When the Gith come, nothing will be left here except the city wall filled with fire!"

Although Salon is a tall guy, he has a lot of guts in his belly. He is not good at construction, but his ability to destroy is really first-rate. The kind of delicate work that the fat man secretly arranges requires this kind of boldness. careful person

"Haha, remember, your arrangement must be clever. King Zuowei's main forward cavalry should arrive at Weizan tonight. Your control must be precise! Let them see the fire in Weizan Castle extinguished before their eyes. ," Looking at Salon's deft Commanding the guards to pour the crude oil at several points as instructed, the fat man gave a few final instructions, then turned around and waved to the guards around him, "Send the order to the rear of the Eighth Infantry Regiment, and the entire army packed up their baggage and prepared to move along the Weizan Plain." Return to Satsuma Fortress to rest!”

The various squadrons that received the order to retreat began to get busy. Countless Samor soldiers folded the white tents outside the castle, evacuated the wooden camps into logs, bundled weapons and equipment into bags, and moved them all onto the equipped flatbeds. The carriage suddenly became noisy in the quiet military camp, and four melodious trombones sounded continuously. The sound, "Two advance, four retreat" was the evacuation call used by the Samor army. This noise continued until the evening, when the tens of thousands of Samor army disappeared in the distance like a retreating tide, leaving only The dilapidated Wezan Castle is charred and lonely in the sunset, like a resentful abandoned woman sitting against the mountain.

The pale moon hung on the treetops, the night breeze caressed the heat of the day, and the chirping of various insects intertwined. The one-eyed dragon Salon and several guards lay down in the waist-high grass, with their heads close to the ground and their eyes nervous. I watched several black shadows appear from the hills in the distance, and then a black wall appeared on the distant horizon. There was a slight trembling sound from the ground, and the sound of "tapping" horse hooves became increasingly clear.

King Zuowei's reinforcements finally arrived. Leading the 5,000 forward cavalry was King Zuowei's most relied-upon commander Helontan. Looking at the peaceful Vezan Castle in the distance, it was rumored that the King of Zuowei's Vikiya was surrounding him. No one could be seen, and an ominous premonition appeared in his mind.

"The fighting here is over? Could it be that something happened to His Highness!" The messy turf and the strong smell of blood that he saw along the way reminded Hlontann that he did not run to the wrong place. There must have been a fight here not long ago. A fierce battle, as the beloved general of King Zuo Wei, Hesatan Knowing that his commander-in-chief would not let him fall into the hands of the Wizyans, looking at the dark and calm shadow of Wizan Castle, he couldn't help but feel anxious about the unknown fate. He shouted to the cavalry behind him, "Advance the whole army, rush in." , I have to turn the entire castle upside down to find His Highness!"

The Kugits rushed into the Vezan Castle like crazy, ignoring the unpleasant smell of burning and the dangerous stone walls. They used their hands, weapons, and everything they could to dig out the ruins of the collapsed castle. Open and move away the broken and scattered stones. In the minds of the Zuowei Wangjun, their commander is the undefeated grassland god in their hearts.

At the age of twenty-three, he became the leader of the Kugit Zuowei tribe. At the age of thirty, he led five thousand cavalry of his Zuowei tribe to attack the Tevalin area at night and defeated the Ruidian Gale Knights. He was canonized as the Zuowei King by the royal court. Over the past thirty years, there have been almost no large or small hundreds of battles. This time the Kugits went south and acted as the vanguard. They overcame obstacles all the way and were invincible. They completely wiped out the main force of the King of Vekia on the Lisa River. If it were not for the suspicion of the royal court, the commander would have led the entire army to attack the Kyoto of Vekia. There’s so much Claysy.

Just as the Kugits were anxiously searching among the rubble and rocks of the ruined Vezan Castle, several black figures stood up from the haystacks not far outside the city. The two-meter-tall Sauron took off two specially made two-piece weapons from behind. A long bow with a height of 1.5 meters "collapsed" with a crisp sound. A rocket drew an arc across a distance of nearly 200 meters, like a meteor falling into the Vezan Castle.

"Boom!" A blaze of flames soared from the castle, leaping more than three meters high. The fierce flames spread rapidly along the water channels on the city wall. The entire castle suddenly fell into a fire all over the sky. The raging flames were blown by the night wind. There was a crash, and the Kugits who were still searching in the ruins of the city wall were caught off guard by the fire, and many of them were covered in wounds. The ones on fire were rolling and howling on the ground. This time, the fat man spent a lot of money and gave all the remaining thirty barrels of crude oil to Salon. The effect was indeed extraordinary. The Kugits tried to use the weapons and shields in their hands. to put out the fire, but the flames caused by the crude oil would only become more intense, and the Kugits had to begin to evacuate outside the castle.

There was a loud "bang", and the Weizan City Wall, which had been burned twice in a row, finally could not withstand the high temperature. Sections of the wall collapsed, and hundreds of Kugits who had no time to escape were buried underneath.

"Let's leave immediately while the Kugits are in chaos. This fire will keep them busy for a while!" Looking at the fire in the castle that reflected the red sky, and listening to the angry screams of the Kugits in the distance, Salon immediately Lying down, whispering behind you The guard ordered, "Even if such a fierce fire does not burn them all to death, it is estimated that thousands of people will die. Your Excellency's method of destroying the corpses, eradicating traces, and putting the blame on them is really powerful! Look at how those stubborn Lords of Vizan face Kuji." The special fire of revenge!”

In the early morning of the next day, the embarrassed Kugits began to count their numbers. More than 2,000 people were burned to death, and more than 600 people were injured. The entire Vezan Castle had completely collapsed, and now there was only a pile of broken stones left. , Thousand Cavalry Commander Hesatan's own left arm was also burned because he used a shield to block the flames. His hand was wrapped with the witch doctor's herbal medicine. Looking at the soldiers with low morale and in a state of embarrassment, Hesatan's mouth became bitter.

"These Vekians are so cunning. They lost nearly half of their troops before they even started fighting! How could such a ridiculous thing happen to me!"

At noon, a follow-up group of 15,000 cavalry arrived in Wezan. As the excavation work continued, corpses of Kugits were being dug out. A total of five to six thousand charred corpses were lined up outside the castle. All the Kugits The man's eyes were shining with hatred,

"Have you found His Highness?" Hasakti, the general leader of the Zuowei tribe, looked anxiously at the digging soldiers and shouted loudly, "Whoever finds His Highness first, promote him to the Zuowei warrior, reward him with a pair of sophisticated armor and a A fine Sark horse"