Realm of Power

Autumn is a gorgeous season. If you stand in front of the window and look out at the wilderness, through the clear and translucent window, you can see the spreading golden yellow in the wilderness outside, as if the golden sunlight has been melted into drops. The sky fell into the dense bushes. It was the wheat harvest season in the Palawan Plain at this time. The scenery outside was very beautiful. The farmers cultivating in the fields and the carriages transporting back and forth on the trails filled the whole land. an atmosphere of joy

This late harvest restored the vitality of the war-stricken land of Palaven. Although it experienced war, due to timely replanting and the release of more than 100,000 captured Ruidian prisoners, Wheat sowing on the Palawan Plain has caught up with the end of the season. Although it is not as lush as in previous years, it is enough to solve the food shortage during this period.

At a camp where the Western Army was stationed on the border, a black messenger cavalry came from the wilderness in front. The horse's hooves raised dust and could be seen from a long distance away.

The "password" sentry standing outside the camp blocked the entry of the messenger cavalry.

"I am the messenger from the Northern Army." The cavalryman with a serious look on his face got off his horse, took out a document marked "Northern Army Valley" from his arms, and handed it to the sentry.

"This is my proof of identity. Is Lord Crolisat of the Western Army here? I just came over from the Western Army Headquarters in Palavon. They said that the Lord Commander of the Army is hunting here. I have an urgent letter that needs to be handed over to him immediately."

"Please wait"

When he heard that it was his colleagues from the Northern Army, the sentry's expression softened. Yu carefully checked the identity of the other party, and after confirming it was correct, he sent a person inside to report. Soon, an officer of the Western Legion wearing light mail armor came out of the camp surrounded by several guards.

"Hello, I am the adjutant of the Legion Department, Ander." The officer looked at the dusty messenger in front of him. He gave a military salute to the dust-covered messenger cavalry in front of him, and then said apologetically, "You are a step late. Lord Crolisate has already led a hunting team into the mountains in the morning. If you have What kind of letter can be given directly to me? As soon as the adult comes back, I will forward it to him immediately.

"Going hunting?" The messenger glanced at the surrounding dense mountains with some confusion, with high mountains and dense forests. It is too difficult to find the target, and since you are hunting in the mountains, you will naturally not have many people with you, which undoubtedly makes the search even more difficult.

"When will Lord Crolysate come back?" the cavalryman asked again, without any intention of handing over the letter. He received the order to hand over this information to the commander of the Western Army, Crory, as quickly as possible. In the hands of Sartre, before leaving, the legion commander who signed the order specifically told him, "You must be quick. This may save the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers. Please."

"Can't you let me transfer it on your behalf?" The officer glanced at the messenger who had no intention of trusting him. There was a hint of surprise on his face. Although he was only a deputy commander, he was generally responsible for the internal affairs of the legion.

The other party's caution gave him an ominous premonition, and he asked, "Is it a confidential military report?" No wonder he was so confused. Since the pacification of Ruidian, the Western Army has been responsible for garrisoning Palaven. It has not felt the breath of war for a long time. Although some border transfers have been made recently, they are only routine training. The troops have not yet felt the atmosphere of war. No formal combat orders were received from the Corps Headquarters.

According to the latest battle report, the Northern Army is fighting the Dorok people. The battle is going well and they have penetrated deep into the Dorok people's hinterland. Even if a military report comes, there is nothing abnormal, but the other side's anxious attitude, Made him feel abnormal

"Is this a request for mobilization of the troops?" Adjutant Ander asked boldly.

The cavalryman hesitated for a moment, feeling that under the current circumstances it was impossible to complete the task solely by relying on one person, so he carefully took out a letter with a red paint coat of arms from his arms, shook it towards Ender and said, "Look at it." Well, I don’t know the content, but before leaving, Lord Caesar Zoro specifically told him that this may save the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers, so please be sure to find Lord Crolisate as quickly as possible.”

"This is..."

Ender glanced at the wax paint on the seal of the letter with a puzzled expression. His eyes suddenly opened wide and his face turned pale. On the red wax paint, there was a lifelike falcon flying high with its sharp claws pecking and spreading out. The wings rise straight into the sky. Any Falcon soldier knows what this coat of arms represents. This is the badge of His Majesty the Falcon. At this time, His Majesty the Falcon should also be in the Dorok Mountains.

If what the messenger said is true, what does it mean? The lives of tens of thousands of soldiers? If there are troops of such strength nearby, then there is only the Western Army. This is a dangerous warning.

The western officer turned around without hesitation and shouted to the following soldiers behind him, "Notify everyone immediately and send all scouts to the mountains to search for traces of your Excellency."

"grown ups......"

Several followers looked at him in panic. They couldn't see what was on the letter from their position, but Chief Ander's gloomy face showed that the matter was really serious. In their impression, Deputy Chief Ander was a man who was very calm in facing any situation. calm person,

Ender looked at the several guards who were still in a daze, and shouted with a livid face, "What are you still doing? This is an order. Tell all the scouts sent out that there is an urgent military matter and please return immediately."

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Deep in the dense forest, sunlight penetrates through the dense canopy, sparingly spreading a few rays of sunlight. The light was dim and the road was bumpy, full of outcroppings of tree roots and large rocks.

This is the edge of a vast forest, surrounded by tall elms and green elm trees.

The neat and strong tree trunks almost block most of the light. These tree crowns rise high, reflecting neat gray outlines in the bright and quiet blue sky, spreading around like a huge dark sky.

"Woof woof woof" followed by a burst of rapid dog barking. Small animals in the surrounding bushes scattered one after another, and four huge hunting dogs appeared in front. Their fur was brown and yellow, with a long black stripe on their backs. The size of these hunting dogs Very large. In this dark forest, the hounds' eyes were radiating bursts of green light. Behind the four giant hounds, several sturdy soldiers were struggling to tighten the ropes of the hounds.

"Attention, the prey should be nearby"

came a loud voice. A group of hunters on horseback emerged from the depths of the forest,

There were more than thirty people in total, divided into two teams, front and back. The group in front were hunters carrying curved bows, wearing deerskin hats on their heads and light mail armor on their bodies. They were walking in the forest, constantly using their hunting knives to chop away the thorns blocking the road in front of them.

There are no real roads in these dense forests. Those places that are slightly flatter and can pass pedestrians have naturally become natural roads.

Behind the hunter infantry is a cavalry unit of about 20 people. These cavalry sent out two guard lines in the forest. Half-moon-shaped armor hung in front of the horses, emitting a faint white luster in the dark forest.

In the middle of these cavalry guards, the leader was a man wearing a fine iron helmet with buckskin flanges and a silver-white light mail armor. The middle-aged soldier was searching everywhere with great interest. His stern face was somewhat rosy, his breathing was long and slow, and his sharp eyes were like lightning in the dense forest.

He is the commander of the Western Army, Crolisate, a senior hunter from the Wekia Mountains. The reason he came here was because he received a heart-warming report that someone discovered a giant reindeer king with sixteen crosses in this mountainous area.

This is an irresistible temptation for any hunter.

In legend, the sixteen-pointed reindeer is the guardian spirit of the mountains and forests. The sixteen-pointed antlers on its head are the most sacred objects in the world. If anyone is lucky enough to obtain such a sacred object, his family will gain the title of the God of the Mountains and Forests. Blessing, for a hunter, this is also the highest honor.

"Are you sure this is here?" Croissant looked away from all around, with two large silver kettles on her waist and a crossbow in her hand, she asked in confusion.

"It's absolutely true that the Stag King with sixteen antlers was found here." Next to Crolisate, a young man dressed in aristocratic clothing pointed to a large tree with tangled roots in the distance. said with fear

"At that time, it suddenly appeared there, with a holy light like the bright moon, looking down at us like a high-altitude god. Everyone was frightened, their legs and feet were weak, and they were completely unable to move. I even heard There was a low hum full of disdain in my mind, although that might be Illusion, but I dare to use the honor of the nobles to guarantee that the look of that holy object was like that at that time. It was not until the holy object left that we could move. We reported it to the Lord immediately when we returned to Palaven. Such a powerful prey would naturally Only a highly skilled hunter like your lord can capture it.”

"The holy spirits of the mountains and forests have always been arrogant. What you said sounds like that, but if I find out that you are lying to me, you will know the result." Crolisate sneered at the corner of her mouth, and she seemed to be complimenting the nobles. No doubt, during his time in Palaven, this hunter from the southern mountains of Vecchia has already adapted to all kinds of compliments.

"How dare you? Who doesn't know the power of the legion commander in Palavon? No matter how courageous the person is, he will never dare to deceive the legion commander." The noble's face turned slightly pale, and a line of cold sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.

"Continue to search forward." Crolisate snorted, ignoring the nobleman and continuing to move forward with the cavalry under his command.

In the past, Croissant would not have had a good look at the nobles, but during this time in the center of the prosperous continent, Croissant's original attitude of hatred towards the nobles has improved a lot.

In order to curry favor with the imperial boss stationed in Palavon, the Ruidian nobles did everything possible. All kinds of charming women rushed towards them, and piles of money were thrown down. As long as they could think of it, the Ruidian nobles They all used it, which also caused some middle- and lower-level officers of the Falcon Army to get caught up in it. Compared to these imperial officials who were already intoxicated in Palavon, Crolisat's mind was relatively calm.

As the empire's military and political officer in Palaven, he knows more than others. The Empire's Supervisory Department has always had its eyes on Palaven and is paying close attention to everything. You can accept a bribe today. Tomorrow a list of bribes will be placed on the desk of the Supervision Department, which is the department directly under the control of His Majesty the Falcon. Even a powerful Imperial Captain like Crolissart has no power to intervene. Palavon has always been the area that His Majesty pays the most attention to.

"Accepting a bribe at this time is putting yourself on the guillotine."

With this awareness. In the past few months in Palavon, Crolisat had accepted several women from the Ruidian wealthy family as wives in order to expand her family network. Most of the bribes were rejected by him face to face.

Because he deeply understands that His Majesty Falcon will not care how many women you marry, even if you rob them on the street. As long as you can suppress it, His Majesty may not care about it, but if you dare to trade with the interests of the empire, the dog-faced fat man will never be soft on anyone. In fact, this has been proven. At least the Ministry of Supervision has sent people to find you. Go to yourself

"Oh my God, look what's in front of you"

A hunter's surprised and incomprehensible cry suddenly came from ahead, and Croissant's thoughts were interrupted. Through the light of the mountains, he was a little surprised to see some small black dots on a mountain in front of him. emerge.

"Legion commander, we must return to the camp immediately before the other party finds out. It is too dangerous to stay here." The guard captain bent back from the front and whispered nervously,

After discovering the enemy. Everyone got off their horses and lay down in the bushes on the ground. Due to the distance and number of people, the other party obviously did not notice the existence of this small unit.

"Don't worry, they are still thousands of meters away from where we are. And there are two raised peaks in between, so even if they are discovered, it will be in time." Crolisate waved his hand to stop him,

"It's an unexpected harvest. I'm afraid the number of Dorok people who have gained so many is probably 20,000." Krolisat's heart tightened. He had already got off his horse and was lying in a bush on the top of the mountain staring into the distance. Lookout everywhere,

The more I looked at it, the more frightened I became. Those dots emerging from the woods were all people. They were so densely packed that they were like dark clouds covering the hillside. The sunlight shone on that part of the mountain, and the cold light reflected was like sunlight. Just as dazzling, countless rising spears appeared out of thin air like a dense forest. After a while, the black clouds composed of human heads stopped moving on the hillside in front. It seemed that they were resting and waiting for something.

He said, "Now we need to understand the opponent's true strength. Judging from the fact that the opponent has not discovered us, this should not be the enemy's main force. Otherwise, there will be forward scouts to clear the way."

"This is not the main force? How many people are there in the enemy?" The guard captain was startled.

"Who knows, the Doroks just showed up anyway." Crolisate did not answer him, but subconsciously licked her chapped lips. That was a sign of his nervousness.

Looking at the Dorok battle flag fluttering in the wind in the distance, Crolisat suddenly felt something in her heart and asked in a low voice, "Which army is closest to here?"

"It should be Aksud's Fourth Banner Regiment and Grismeier's Fifth Banner Regiment. They are mainly responsible for the defense of the Anxialing Valley at Palaven Pass." The guard captain hesitated for a while and replied with some worry.

"Anxialing Valley?" Crolisat's eyebrows knitted into the Chinese character "Sichuan" on his forehead. This time he was in trouble. He deeply regretted his mistakes in arrangement. The Aksud's name mentioned by the guard captain The Fourth Flag Regiment was not transferred to this assembly because it suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Palavon.

Recruits account for half of the legion, which can only be regarded as half the strength of the flag regiment. Half a month ago, in order to improve the training progress, the Fourth Flag Regiment hoped to be transferred to areas where recruits can receive sufficient training.

Cloriste considered that the Fourth Banner Regiment would serve as a guard force stationed in Palaven, so he transferred the Fourth Banner Regiment to the Anshaling Valley, which is similar to the terrain of the Palaven Plain. The terrain there is flat, and the outer surface is High inside and low inside, making it difficult to defend.

At that time, Croissant didn't think that anyone would really attack. It was just an exercise in defensive warfare. She could just use the terrain here to train new recruits.

But everything has changed now. The war is so close, and the Fourth Banner Regiment still knows nothing about it. If the enemy gathers heavy troops to raid Anxialing, the unprepared Fourth Banner Regiment will probably collapse immediately. Once this pass is blocked, Opening it up, the entire vast Palawan Plain is equivalent to opening the door in front of the Dorok people.

The headquarters of the Fifth Flag Regiment, which is at an angle with the Fourth Flag Regiment, is at least 20 miles away from the Anxialing Valley by mountain roads. This mountain forest is the only way to pass.

Obviously, the Dorok army in front of them is simply an ambush force, and the real target of the opponent's front is not only the Anxialing Valley at the Palawan Pass, but also the Anxialing army sent to rescue Anxialing. The fifth flag regiment in the valley was able to use so many troops to set up this situation, which is enough to show that what they encountered was probably the main force of Dorok.

"In this case, who should I save first?" Croissant's mouth was bitter and her face turned red and white, hesitant.

"Come here, send someone immediately to inform the Fourth Flag Regiment." Crolisate looked up at the sky, and finally made a decision with a face full of pain.

A strong man breaks his wrist. If the Dorok people really use all their strength this time, only the Fourth Banner Regiment's Anxialing Valley will not be able to hold on.

Now the only option is to keep the second line of the Fifth Flag Regiment, or to find an opportunity to counterattack in this devastating raid.

"May God bless the Fourth Flag Regiment." Crolisate withdrew her gaze from a distance, and a hint of determination flashed across her face as she made her decision. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.