Realm of Power

"Rumble" The rain was pouring, and there was darkness in the wilderness. The sky and the earth seemed to merge together. With a muffled thunder coming from the northwest, silver lightning split the vast sky like a sharp sword, and in the black sky The space emitted a burst of burning, and at the same time it illuminated the edge of the tragic white mound below.

Bodies scattered across the mountain path formed a black arc at the front of the mountain road. A large number of Norman cavalry, like a mountain collapsing and a sea split, slammed into the densely erected spears in front. The two armies intertwined. Almost in an instant, the red people Blood spurted out from the front of the charging horse, like heavy rain pouring from the sky.

The sound of snapping spears resounded loudly, and several dented shields flew into the air.

Under the strong impact of the Normandy cavalry, the spearmen of the expeditionary force protected by their shields fell over one after another. The broken spears were still inserted into the horses of the Normandy cavalry. The spearmen were already covered in blood and were knocked out. The injured cavalry horses were about to fall. The Salanders in front were squeezing and retreating, "Stop them!"

Salander's squadron captains shouted with determination, leading their respective squadrons to attack. The front line immediately became a fighting hell. Thousands of knives, swords, and spears collided with each other. Thousands of Normandy cavalry The sharp edge collided with the dense defense line composed of Salander's spearmen,

The two sides were fighting so hard that they couldn't even turn around and take a breath. Those who were close could see clearly the red eyes of the other side. Many Salander spearmen lined up in a human wall in front, blocking the Normandy cavalry with their flesh and blood. Horseshoe, the cruel battlefield immediately entered the level of fierce fighting,

Before the Normandy knight could pull out his spear from the chest of the expeditionary soldier, he was stabbed by multiple spears and dragged off his horse.

"Go forward, don't get entangled with the enemy's infantry!"

The Normandy squadron leader Yarumu held a thrusting spear, waved his sword and chopped the spearman to the ground.

With blood splattered on his face, he looked ferocious and shouted to his subordinates who were still fighting fiercely. As the most powerful squadron of the entire legion, they were used as the forward of the legion, but there were too many spearmen in front, and they crowded each other. He pressed down and used his body to block the path in front of the cavalry. If one fell, another would take over. A pair of blood-colored eyes revealed an unyielding will. Such a scene made Yarumu, who had been in battle for a long time, feel a little numb. In the dark night, he could not see the situation of the entire battlefield clearly. The densely packed spearmen in front of him were entangled with the cavalry with their bodies, which also made him feel a little confused. Frightened, are these the Salanders who are known as the weakest? No, this is a group of crazy wolves, and the other party is completely regardless of the cost. Just to stab themselves hard, such opponents are the most terrifying on the battlefield. They have turned into beasts and completely given up their desire for survival.

"Rush over! Don't pester!"

Yarumu took a deep breath, and the war horse under his crotch let out a long and shrill neigh. The running horse's hooves suddenly stopped, followed by a scream of exhaustion. A Salander spearman who fell to the ground suddenly stabbed the belly of Yarumu's horse with half a spear in his hand. "Neigh" The war horse, which was neighing in pain, raised its hoofs, and the falling hoofs stepped on the spearman's chest, snap. The spearman's chest was trampled to pieces, and blood was squeezed from his eyes and ears, but he was still mumbling an unintelligible language.

"Asshole, are you crazy?"

Yarumu glanced at the battlefield with somewhat annoyed eyes, and realized that the entire battlefield was like this. The infantry in black armor were like ants clinging to candy. In the case of the same number, the opponent actually used infantry and cavalry to kill them. Inseparable, such a situation was unimaginable before.

Everyone knows that the Salanders are a very weak nation. Even most of the Normans despise this race that only knows romance and astronomy. The Normans call themselves the wild wolves of the northwest and have always worshiped force. and by extension, in their view, the Salanders existed only to be enslaved by the Normans,

But now, the powerful Normandy warriors were actually held back by an equal number of Salanders. If word spread, it would be a joke in the principality. "Go forward and defeat them!" Yarumu raised his knight's two-handed sword high, and after a period of The fierce battle of time, the number of enemies in front The amount of energy was significantly reduced, and he could already vaguely see the entrance to the mountain road ahead. He didn't know that somewhere beyond his sight, a young Salander with blond hair was also looking at this scene with blood-red eyes. The fingers were clenched together, making a crisp sound of joints,

"Could it be! Is this the gap?" Bai Dan, who was commanding the battle from a distance, now knows how huge the gap between the Salanders and the Falcon regular army is. Just now, there were 2,000 Falcons taking the lead, and Salander The spearmen almost crushed the enemy's cavalry forcefully,

But now Duli suddenly faced a tragic battle situation, and the blindness and confusion of Salander's soldiers were exposed. Although he was full of revenge and determination to die, Bai Dan still found that Salander's soldiers lacked The most important thing,

That is the undefeated military spirit that the Falcon Army should have. This is not just about combat skills. It is something that is forged through many fierce battles and is far stronger than steel. Therefore, our compatriots are worthy of not being brave, but every one of them The Salanders who rushed forward seemed to have a natural fear of the Normans in front of them in their hearts, either because of the mark of past failures, or because they had no confidence in themselves, so they lost the sure victory. In such a situation, they uniformly adopt this almost tragic suicidal method to fight.

This is what the Salanders lack and need to forge,

Falcon Soul! It's a very illusory thing, but Bai Dan, who has spent some time in the regular Falcon Army, believes that only warriors with the soul of the Falcon Army are the real Falcon Army. As the elites of the Vikia Falcons sweeping across the continent, , Since the creation of the Falcon Army, hundreds of fierce battles, large and small, have swept across the entire continent in the past few years, with almost never a defeat. It is common for several famous generals with outstanding military exploits to fight one against two.

Every victory is a strengthening of the Falcon Army's military spirit. This belief in victory has deeply penetrated into the blood of every soldier in the Falcon Army.

The Falcon Army never gives up and pays blood for blood. This iron-blooded style that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people scares all those who are enemies of it. It also makes everyone in the Falcon Army camp feel an unbreakable feeling in their hearts. Businessmen dare to walk in any area because they know that there is a country's commitment behind them.

A huge business empire, an iron-blooded legion that never gives up. Against the background of such a great era, even the soldiers who now make up the Falcon Army are no longer pure Vekians.

The composition of the army is becoming more and more complex. There are Kujits, Vekians, Luds, and Reedians. However, these countries have been conquered by falcons. Instead, they have raised rumors that the Vekians are the incarnation of the undefeated God of War. The strongest supporters, they are die-hard fans of the Imperial Falcon. They fight for the interests of the Empire and are no worse than the Vecians. Only those who have faced the Vecians will know that they are fighting in this war. How powerful it is in front of God!"

Even those famous generals from various countries who were once unruly and unruly mostly bowed to the valiant strategy, broad mind and incomparable governance ability of the Falcon Army. Compared with these mainland countries, which are deeply afraid of the power of the Falcon Army, they are The Salanders, who are overseas and mainly focus on peaceful evolution, have no feeling for the strength of the Wikiya army.

This is mainly due to the character of Statunko, the southern governor who took over Salander. This southern governor is definitely a capable official, but his governance methods are still too mild in many cases. His existence guarantees Although the peaceful transition of Salander was achieved, it did not change the Salander people’s idea of ​​worshiping individual heroism.

The Salanders, who are romantic by nature, still believe that it was the northern hero named Vic who saved Salander and defeated the ferocious Normans. As for the role played by the empire, it is a bit like an act of picking up bargains. Salander The civil war in Germany gave the empire an opportunity to intervene.

Of course, the empire has done a very good job in dealing with Salander's post-war reconstruction, which is remarkable. The Salander people who have experienced the cruel war are no longer willing to recall that scene.

Therefore, most of the weak-minded Salanders finally chose to submit to the rule of the empire. Bai Dan also knew that a small number of Salanders still believed that the great hero Vic did not die of that incredible cold, but was in the process of dying. Gathering strength somewhere to lead Salander to rise again,

So even these Salander soldiers who joined the expeditionary force knew what the tragedy was, and they were psychologically prepared to fight to the death. However, when they actually faced these Norman cavalry, the strength and fighting will of the Salander soldiers were simply incomparable. Compared with the regular army of the Falcon Army, with just one contact, the military formation built by the Salanders faintly showed dense fluctuations.

Under the strong squeeze of the Normandy cavalry, half of the entire left wing of the defense line was swept away. Soldiers like gourds were everywhere. The blood-red mud on the ground made these Salander soldiers get up from the ground again. It looked a little more ferocious, "The captain of the fifth squadron was killed!" "The captain of the seventh squadron was seriously injured!"

Such reports kept coming from the front. Bai Dan's face became more solemn, and the contrast between casualties was expanding. This was not a good sign. Often, in order to kill a Norman cavalry, more than three Salander soldiers had to die. War The balance was tilting towards the Normans.

Cold raindrops hit Bai Dan's face, and there was a complex emotion in his eyes. He finally understood where Yaglin's uncertainty came from. This battle of proof may require tens of thousands of people to bet on it. O life for a Rand warrior! To be continued