Realm of Power

The cold eastern coast of Normandy is covered with dark clouds, like a huge tornado absorbing power. Groups of miserable dark clouds move slowly and heavily in the sky, and the cold wind blows across the dry and cold earth.

Thick black smoke rose straight into the sky, and red fire snakes licked half of the collapsed small castle, broken city walls, scattered in nearby villages, river valleys, distant forests and mountains, as pale as a dead man

Winter dusk, burning town,

The vigorous black-armored soldiers shuttled between the low houses of the Normandy villages. From time to time, the sharp edge of the sword flashed past the village. Occasionally, there would be the crisp collision sound of iron weapons and the angry curses of the battle, but the sound was always It disappeared very quickly,

In the open space outside the village, the fully equipped black-armored cavalry sat quietly on their horses. The cavalrymen carried long bows on their backs, and the fine iron sabers slung around their waists hit the horse stirrups from time to time, making a crisp collision sound.

There was silence, only the snorting of the horses and the clatter of hoofs could be heard.

"Have everyone been found?"

Salati, the captain of the third flag regiment of the Falcon Empire Expeditionary Corps, was riding on a war horse, watching all this with indifferent eyes. Since the day before yesterday, the expeditionary regiment composed of 20,000 Salanders landed in eastern Normandy, the regiment issued The first instruction is to search all villages within 50 miles at the highest possible speed. If there are castles belonging to nobles, remove them immediately. If any Salanders are found, rescue them all.

In fact, the vengeful Salanders were already doing this without any order from the Legion Headquarters. They swept through the entire nearby area like a sieve, and finally rescued more than 300 Salanders who had become slaves. "People, but many compatriots" are still suffering inhuman treatment on this continent, being trampled and killed like animals. To the expeditionary force composed of Salanders, this is like an unnecessary line. The mobilization order issued,

Normandy's eastern coast. There is black smoke everywhere, flames everywhere, blood everywhere, villages are burning, castles are burning. The scene that once happened in the land of Salander is now being repeated in the territory of the Normans, even violently!

When an army filled with revengeful fury was released from the ropes that had tied their hands and feet, the destructive power that erupted was astonishing, and everyone's hearts were burning with flames of destruction. Blood for blood, tooth for tooth,

The Legion Department did not say it explicitly, but various tacit approvals have expressed this without reservation. The power of the empire has made the Salanders feel for the first time that the dignity a country should have does not come from pity and grief. . But real iron and blood,

When the screams and fights in the village gradually became less frequent, flames and black smoke continued to rise from all over the village. After a while, Sarati's eyes focused on a dozen women who came out supported by soldiers.

These women still had horror and panic on their faces, and their clothes were in shabby rags. Their thin linen clothes exposed their fair and attractive bodies to the howling cold wind. His face was as cold as paper,

These women huddled together like frightened animals. Looking at these black-armored cavalry with unknown origins with a kind of hesitation and confusion, even though someone has told them that they are Salanders, for them who have endured too much humiliation, everything in front of them is so unpleasant. reality!

Sarati looked away unbearably and ordered the soldiers to give each woman a cotton coat.

Situations like this are common in the villages that have been searched. Women are always the most vulnerable group of people in war. In the entire southern Salander war, in addition to tens of thousands of prisoners of war, there were more than 140,000 Salanders. The shocking number of women being sold is an unforgettable memory and humiliation for the entire Salander nation.

"Captain, they have been cleared out. There are 17 of them. One died the day before yesterday. The others are all here!"

The team leader who led the search was the last one to come out of the village. His long sword was still dripping with red blood. Behind him, red flames spread on the roofs of the village, like a group of revenge elves dancing, and at the same time, it reflected His whole body looked red. Sarati's heart shrank unnaturally. Her fingers clenched the reins of the horse and asked solemnly, "What is the name of the deceased and how did he die?"

"It's a girl named Atasa. She couldn't bear the humiliation... so..." The squad leader who responded to him lowered his head, showing an expression of inexplicable grief and anger, and squeezed out a few words through the gaps between his teeth.

"Atassa. Recorder, please register this name in the book..." A hint of darkness flashed across Sarati's face, and she raised her head to look at the dark clouds in the distance.

"yes!"

A black-armored soldier next to him took out a thickly-sharpened charcoal pen from his pocket, and wrote his name very carefully on the animal skin paper that was already filled with densely packed names.

Everyone recorded here is a Salander who has been unable to return. Everyone is a lonely ghost buried in a foreign land. According to the instructions of His Majesty Falcon, the expeditionary force landed on the mainland. Every dead person from the Quan Kingdom must be found in Salander. Even if their bodies cannot return to Salander, their souls must be brought back.

"Okay, let's go to the next one!" Sarati raised her riding whip,

"Captain, this is the fifth village. It's already on the edge! Going any further will leave the range designated by the legion headquarters." The deputy captain next to him carefully reminded. At this moment, a scout cavalry came from outside. He ran in and reported to Sarati out of breath.

"Captain, there is an urgent order from the legion headquarters. The entire army must assemble. The Normans are coming!"

"The Normans are coming?" Sarati's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the order to assemble. He reined in his horse, raised his hoofs high, and shouted, "A small team is responsible for bringing them back. The others are following me." Come!"

In the hazy undulations ahead, there is a small hill called Silver Bird, which is covered with beautiful Golan Elson cold shirts. These tall trees have a tower-like shape, with their tips reaching into the sky. An army is slowing down. Slowly entering here, black armor, like black flowers blooming on the earth, quickly covered several hilly locations.

"Sir, the scouts reported that the Norman army has arrived in Lery in front of us."

The galloping cavalry stopped their horses in front, jumped down quickly, ran up a hill, and reported to Reposti who was looking at the terrain, "The forward has encountered the forward of Lord Yaglins, and Lord Yaglins is following the original plan." Plan to move to the scheduled battle location!"

"How many people are coming from Normandy?" Reposti looked away from a distance and turned to ask the scout cavalry who reported the news.

Although he was well prepared, even the experienced Reposti was a little nervous as the "Quan Kingdom" fought its first battle in the continent of Opalo. This time the expeditionary force landed 20,000 people. In order to To avoid the possibility of being completely blocked along the coast,

Reposti divided the 20,000 expeditionary force into four heavy troop groups 50 miles apart. Among them, he led 10,000 people, and the other 10,000 people, led by the deputy commander Yaglins, made a forward thrust posture, like a protruding spikes,

Both of them were famous generals who had fought against the Norman enemies in southern Salander. They were very familiar with the Norman fighting style. These tough Haitian people were not elite in terms of equipment, but they had a barbarian feel. They are brave and good at individual combat. When stimulated, they will charge without any scruples. To be precise, both of them believe that the Normans have very poor combat discipline. Compared with the Falcon Army, which has already formed a combat system, Basically no threat

Sure enough, the Norman enemy couldn't stand the excitement this time, and as expected, they bit the protrusion of Yaglins. After discussing the location of the battle with Yaglins, the two of them coincidentally decided on the location of the salient. 2o miles away, there is a small hill called Yinque,

The terrain here is not vast, but it has an excellent view.

The undulating heights of several hills are also quite large, and there is a deep low corridor in the middle. If the enemy wants to attack the Falcon Army on the hills, they must brave the rain of arrows and cross these low areas.

"It should be more than 10,000 people!" The scout cavalry raised his head and replied, "And there are signs that this may be just the forward of the Normans, because most of them are cavalry. The legion came into contact and chose to stop. It should be that he wanted to bite Lord Yaglin's legion tightly and prepare for the main attack from behind.

"10,000 forwards! It seems that the Normans are also trying their best to come." A sneer appeared on Reposti's lips. He knew very well that when Normandy was at its strongest, the total force was only about 70,000 to 80,000 people.

In the Battle of Salander, the Empire's Southern Army marched southward forcefully. The Normans were beaten to pieces and were defeated for hundreds of miles. At least 40,000 Normans died in Salander. In the end, they had to abandon the entire Salander. The remaining 20,000 people were withdrawn back to the country on the condition of the South and a huge compensation of 5 million gold coins for military expenses.

Even if these incomplete legions are replenished back home, Normandy can still piece together a military strength of 50,000 people, which is already the limit. Putting 10,000 people into the vanguard at once is enough to show that the Normandy people have used even their last wealth.

Using the Salanders' desire for revenge as bait, they forced the Normans to find favorable fighter planes on the eastern coast within a very short period of time before the French could fully mobilize their forces. The core of the entire plan was how to do it with the greatest speed. , forcing the Normans, who had local advantages, to rush to the battle, turning their advantages in local operations into extremely passive disadvantages.

And His Majesty Falcon proposed a battle plan to release the Salanders and make the eastern coast a place of revenge for the Salanders. Sure enough, he succeeded in making the Normans give up their plan to fight decisively with the advantage of 6 interior.

With such large-scale fluctuations and the tragic scenes of looting and killing along the coast, if the senior management of Normandy can still deal with it calmly, then it is estimated that the nobles in the country will be in turmoil first. In this case, the Normans will definitely risk a fight!

"Your Majesty's eyes are indeed vicious!" Thinking of the dilemma that the Normans are facing now, even if they know that it is not good for them, they have to force a decisive battle. Reposti also felt a chill down his back because of this plan that was completely fatal.

...I haven’t done this for a long time. To be continued.