Realm of Power

Hearing the fat man's decision, Plais frowned slightly. From these words, he could faintly sense His Majesty Falcon's slight disappointment in the Western Army.

As the adjutant general of the empire, Plais hesitated and decided to test it out. He asked cautiously, "If your Majesty really allows Hu Keqili's central army to take control of Palaven, what will happen to the western part of the country that suffered heavy losses in this battle?" What should the Legion do? After all, the Western Army is also from His Majesty's direct line. Eighty percent of the soldiers are Wikiyans. That is His Majesty's foundation. Wouldn't such a decision chill the hearts of the Western Legion?"

"I don't want to chill their hearts, but they can't control themselves. Who can blame them?" The fat man looked at the beautiful Fogelin in the distance, smiled bitterly, and said, "The Ministry of Supervision is responsible for the Western Army's corruption, corruption, and selfish interests." The secret report of bribery involved as many as 1,765 people. From Croissant himself to the local squadron, all officers were not missed. The Western Army was ruined too fast. If it is strictly pursued, the middle and upper-level officers of the Western Army Complete When it comes to the Ministry's dismissal and investigation, I think it's because I didn't think carefully enough. I forgot that most of the main officers of the Western Army are from the tribes in the southern mountains of Wikiya. They are used to being poor. In the relatively barren western region, it doesn't matter, but I put them in the company all at once. Palabon, the luxurious capital with fragrant winds, had half of its bones crispy before entering the city, and everything was rotten after entering the city. Fortunately, it only lasted a few months. If it lasted more than a year, I really doubt it would be like this Can our troops still fight?"

"Your Majesty, are you exaggerating? The Western Army followed your Majesty in the north and south, so they shouldn't have been defeated like this."

Plais looked horrified. He had also heard about the illegal behavior of the Western Army in Palavon, but he never expected that His Majesty Falcon would have such comments about the Western Army, which was originally called the Mountain Eagle, and use such a word to describe himself. The most beloved legion, it can be seen that His Majesty is deeply saddened and resentful to the extent that iron cannot be transformed into steel.

"Whether it can be used will only be known after fighting. War is the touchstone for all soldiers." For Plais's confusion. The fat man sneered noncommittally,

Looking at the scenery in the distance, the fat man's eyes were filled with an inexplicable luster. He said, "Since the Western Army took control of Palavon, the whole army has been proud and complacent. They have slacked off in the war and regarded important border areas as child's play. This can be seen from the battle against Dorok's invasion. In a few days, they suffered continuous defeats. Not to mention, the local garrison was in chaos A pot of porridge. It is said that there are several city garrison soldiers mixed in with the refugees, like headless flies. They have messed up before they can be beaten. It can still be seen that the man who dared to carry Ruier on the western grassland with 40,000 troops can still be seen. A shadow of the mountain eagle of the 100,000-strong Northern Army,

"If I hadn't taken into account our past friendship, I would have ordered the dismissal of all flag-regiment-level officers from Crorisart on down."

The fat man's voice stopped, and he snorted with a heavy nose, "If you don't transfer them, how do you want me to face the doubts of the various armies about this battle? Do you want me to kill the top brass of the Western Army? Falcon of the Falcon Angry. The corpse is lying thousands of miles away, but I don't want this butcher knife to fall on the subordinates who have shared life and death. Since they are mountain troops, let's fight with the Dorok people who are also mountain troops. Whether they will be reborn or perish, it all depends on them. "

"Then this military report..." Plais once again mentioned the blood-stained military report he received.

"It doesn't matter whether you read this military report or not. It is an honor for a soldier to die on the battlefield." The fat man did not take the military report, but his sharp eyes glowed with a cold light that made people feel frightened.

Suddenly he raised the hunting bow in his hand, opened a full moon to the mountains in the distance, and sneered: "Send a letter to Hu Keqili and tell him that the Western Army is too biased and don't force them." Be anxious, the blood in their bodies will not revive. If you want reinforcements, come to me, but if the Gadisa River is lost, I will also want his head."

"Yes, my subordinate understands." Prais shrank his head in fright at the fat man's domineering gesture.

He could hear the deep hope for the Western Army from His Majesty Falcon's resolute and cold tone. After the rebirth, the Western Army could once again show the style of the Mountain Eagle as His Majesty expected. . . . . . No one can be sure of this. Is the Vecchia Falcon so knowledgeable about the entire situation? Or on this nihilistic hunting bow, the Vecchia Falcon has already opened a weapon that can shoot through the Dorok Mountains. arrow?

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Gadisa River,

The river surges eastward, rolling up countless white waves. The wide river surface is like a dividing line. The Falcon Army camp in black armor and the red Dorok camp on the opposite side of the mountains and plains complement each other. Due to the fierce battles in the previous two days, both sides were trapped in a war. In this rare calmness, Hu Keqi spent this time to For a whole morning, tens of thousands of laborers were used to temporarily dig out a trench 5 miles long and 2 meters deep along the already dilapidated river bank defense line. The river water was introduced to form a temporary moat. This was to restrain the flood. The Rock's light assault troops used river boats to attack the river bank and raise the dam.

Hu Keqili stood on the slope behind the defense line, looking at the violent spots exposed in the river. His teeth itched with hatred, but he couldn't think of any effective way. This was the new tactic of the Dorok people. I don’t know where Dorok got dozens of small boats, piled them with heavy stones and then sank them into the river.

As the rain stopped, the water on the river was no longer a torrent after being blocked by the sunken ship. This Xinchuan point became a jumping point for the Dorok people to attack.

In some shallow places, Dorok soldiers can even rely on these jumping points to swim across the river, which undoubtedly greatly increases the difficulty of the Falcon Army's guarding. The Dorok people launched a surprise attack last night. Fortunately, it was discovered in time by the patrolling soldiers, so that the Dorok people did not tear a big hole in the defense line, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

On the opposite side of the river, the veteran Anto was also looking at the movement on the other side of the river. When he found that the Falcon Army actually strengthened the dam position by filling the trenches with water, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"Do you know who the commander on the opposite side is? He should not be an ordinary character to be able to think of a countermeasure so quickly."

The Dorok generals behind him were stunned for a moment, and an officer who was in charge of reporting said with a grim face, "According to our previous intelligence, the person in charge The defense here is the Second Flag Regiment of the Western Legion, and the commander is called Bolar."

"Western Army? Previous intelligence? If the opponent who fought with us for two days is the Western Army that collapsed thousands of miles in front, do you believe this explanation?" Marshal Anto snorted unhappily.

"I think that from the perspective of combat style and tenacity, the opponent is not the Western Army," a middle-aged General Dorok said with certainty. "The Western Army is a light infantry group in the Falcon Army. I have fought with them before. They are not so strong. On the contrary, the black cavalry that slaughtered our 2,000 warriors at the bridgehead should be the most combat-effective guard cavalry in the Falcon Army. That is the mark of the Central Army."

"Central Army? With 20,000 troops against our 80,000 troops." Anto didn't know whether he was sighing or ironic. "It's really surprising that the Falcon Army is really full of hidden talents." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets,

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