Realm of Power

There was a continuous freezing rain outside the central conference room. Raindrops slapped on the roof of the stage, and the earth fell into a hazy state.

A small red dot swayed from side to side in the heavy rain like lightning, and finally rolled down on the covered platform. It was a little red bird that was soaked. Its thin body was soaked and frozen in the rain. He squatted there shivering, his little eyes still filled with the fear of the aftermath of the disaster,

Behind the door next to it, a fat man with a slightly fat body was watching all this with a calm expression.

One person and one bird looked at each other for a few times. The red bird seemed to know that the fat man behind it would not be able to deal with it, so it raised its head proudly and turned away.

"This little one!" The fat man felt angry and funny. He was a majestic ruler of the empire, but he dared to shame even a little bird. For some reason, the little one in front of him reminded the fat man of the girl across the street. This scene Did the sudden rainy season also wet her pretty and rosy face? Her faint smile from across the street always carried the magic of making people feel relaxed.

"That was such a relaxing time!" The fat man sighed inexplicably,

"Your Majesty, all the army commanders are here!" An adjutant pushed open the door of the conference room and interrupted the fat man's thoughts.

"Let them all come in!" The fat man turned around from the door with a calm expression. Soon, General Hu Keqili of the Central Army, Salon of the Northern Army, Caesar Sauron, Salton of the Second Army of the South, and the special forces of the Southern Army Tuan Varisien appeared in front of the fat man one by one with respectful expressions.

"Everyone, sit down!" The fat man made a sit-down gesture to them, and then asked the adjutant to hand a combat plan to everyone, and said, "You all take a look, there are still three days, the Southern Army General Enter the Normandy battlefield as the first echelon, followed by the Central Army, the Northern Army and the Second Army of the South! "

The fat man's words made several military generals of the empire take a deep breath.

"What a big gesture. Is Your Majesty planning a full-scale attack? Salon was the first to open the folder impatiently. What caught his eye was an extremely simple sketch. This was a huge and narrow area, with a huge area in the middle. In the blank area, the words "regions directly under the jurisdiction of the Gallic Empire" are written. Around this huge blank are written the Principality of Hassa and the Principality of Turmans. The names of a series of more than a dozen countries, including the Principality of Jimny, are located about one-third of the way to the northeast of the sketch. There is a red area in the shape of a cockscomb that was specially dyed red by the adjutant, with the word "Vekia" next to it. Although the area of ​​​​the "Principality of Normandy" written in the language is only one-twentieth of the entire map, its location should be the main target of this battle.

This is the rumored main continent Obarro!

Hu Keqili's eyes swept over the sketch map, and he couldn't help but feel a burning sensation deep in his heart. The sketch in front of him couldn't even be called a map, it was just a simplified distribution of forces. But it was enough to fascinate Hu Keqili, who had never been to Oparo.

Several other people had similar expressions,

Facing such a wide blank area for the first time, even the famous generals of the empire were a little shaken in their hearts. This is a vast continent that has never been seen before. It was once the origin of the various ethnic groups in Ikadiva. The ancestors of both the Vekians and the Nords were all remnants of this continent. This is their roots, with a lot of land and resources. Population, or merit!

Compared to Ikadiva, a medium-sized continent isolated from the open sea, just the northern end of the Obarro continent is more than three times larger than the Ikadiva continent. Compared to the continent in front of me, Ikadiva is The continent of Diwa is like a large island that was split off. It is said that the total military strength of the Gallic Empire, which only occupies Barro in Northern Europe, can reach 1 million.

Starting a war with a continent with such a huge force, even the famous generals of the empire who have swept across the continent will feel a certain burden in their hearts.

Millions of people, this is a completely unimaginable number. That huge power is enough to make the Ikadiva continent tremble.

Your Majesty's sword is facing a huge beast! But no one is afraid, because they are the undefeated Falcon Army. Their glory and glory have already made them indifferent to life and death. They finally know why His Majesty Falcon has been planning this huge continent.

This is the land an empire should own! As the folders were closed one by one, several people looked at each other with a look of determination on their faces. The strange atmosphere made the air in the conference room feel stuffy. "Just tell me if you have any ideas about this plan!" Fatty His eyes swept across the faces of several people, and he let out a heavy groan,

He knew several of his subordinates too well. Caesar Sauron was silent, while Saron was in a daze. His one eye didn't even have a focus. It was obvious that he just wanted to pretend to be a soy sauce guy. This guy is very talented in this area. Hu Keqili, the only person who could see a slight change in his expression, only narrowed his eyes and quickly returned to his normal state. It was quiet, but the decisive aura of a soldier came out like a sharp sword. Valicion rolled his eyes and stopped responding. His special forces group had the smallest number of people, and they were not in the first wave of attacks. In the sequence, the expression shown is very good. It is just attention. Is it necessary to have such a big reaction?

Compared with these old youtiaos who are as stable as rock and have different images,

The fat man's eyes finally fell on Salton of the Second Southern Army, who was sitting at the end. This Nord with an upright personality was indeed the one who couldn't sit still the most, with a look on his face that was hesitant to speak. , but after looking left and right with the slanted light from the corner of his eyes, his butt that had already left the seat gently fell down again. Several real legion commanders did not say a word. He, a Nord general, could not even say anything. Dare to overstep directly?

"These lazy guys all have the same virtue!" The fat man smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "Salton, you say it first!" "Your Majesty!" The upright Salton was bold. He stood up straight and said, "Please forgive me for speaking frankly. Judging from the map, Normandy is not big. There is no need for the empire to use so much military and financial resources. I believe that any of the army commanders here have the ability to defeat Normandy." ,

"So is this plan too big, or overestimating the Normans?" At this point, Salton's voice became smaller and smaller, and he was even a little unsure. "I wanted to say that I was too aggressive. ,Yeah?"

The fat man's eyes flashed coldly. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and he was used to denying his own thoughts. It was indeed Salton's style. It was this habit that developed Salton's dense and meticulous command style.

Fatty once heard that every time Salton fought, he would study the map until late at night. A map before starting a battle. You always have to read it over and over dozens of times, memorize every location above, mark out all the key points, and thoroughly study all the situations you may encounter, just to be able to learn from the changing side when you actually face it. In a battlefield situation, no one is a genius when looking for ways to defeat the enemy on the front line in the hope that he can seize the precious opportunity that flashes by in the chaotic situation. Behind genius is madness that is difficult for others to understand. This sentence is said to be used by Salton as a self-deprecating motto, "I don't dare, it's just a suggestion..." Salton quickly lowered his head. A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, and the slanting light from the corner of his eyes swept across several legion commanders. Except for him, the faces of the other people did not waver at all. Obviously I knew something in advance,

"Is there something I don't know about? These guys didn't sell me!"

Salton's heart tightened. Although he is an outstanding strategist. But after all, he had only joined the empire for a short period of time, so he could not grasp the fat man's habit of formulating strategic plans very accurately. However, it was different for a few other old fritters. Silence on their faces was golden, and even three sticks could not make a sound.

Of course, there are exceptions,

Salon, the one-eyed dragon in third place, with the only one-eyed eyebrow and foot, twitched unnaturally to the upper right, and suppressed a smile in his heart. "This guy Salton is really too young! Your Majesty." Can a normal person understand his plan? Those who can understand are either geniuses or madmen. Of course, His Majesty belongs to the former. Even those of us who have followed him for many years can only glimpse part of his strategy. That is only part of it. If you think about it, you will know that His Majesty Falcon has been coveting the continent of Oparo for a long time, and he is almost salivating. Since he decided to go all out and go to war at this moment, he must have thought carefully, and he would commit such an idiot. Is it a mistake? How can a small Normandy enter His Majesty’s sight? What a joke! His Majesty’s eyes are usually focused on the biggest prey! Idiot!

Salon's twitching expression while suppressing a smile naturally fell under the sharp gaze of the fat man. The fat man had a cold face and slowly turned around to look stupid. He almost didn't say that he was a sign of early onset of Alzheimer's disease. Long,

The fat man snorted at the door fiercely, "My commander of the Salon Army, do you think Salton's suggestion is funny? Or maybe you have some good suggestions!"

"Ah... this... that..." Salon was frightened by this sudden attack, like a mouse caught by a cat. He hesitated for a long time before saying something. His eyes were rolling around. He glanced to the left. Caesar Sauron was looking at his eyes and nose, and his nose was looking at his heart. He looked like an old monk in trance. He looked to his right and saw Valicion, a lazy guy, looking up at the ceiling. I didn’t say, oh my, the weather is so beautiful today, the sky is clear and blue! Hu Keqili simply stared at the drawing in the folder with his concentrated and affectionate look, as if he were reading a heart-melting love letter. "Assholes, these guys really need to be separated." At that time, there was no ambiguity at all!" Salon scolded these unloyalty guys very reluctantly, "What? You have no opinion at all? "The fat man's displeased heavy nasal voice made Salon shudder. His Majesty Falcon's ability to turn against others is well known to everyone. Knowing that he couldn't escape, Salon had the courage to say intermittently, "This subordinate is a rough man. I don’t know what strategy is or isn’t. Since His Majesty asked me to say it, I will boldly say it. "Actually, I think..."

While sorting out his thoughts when he came, Salon said, "The total strength of the empire's attack this time will exceed one hundred thousand, and the target cannot be just the Normandy region! Although I don't know why, my subordinates personally feel that, His Majesty’s eyes should be on the Gallic Empire behind Normandy! But my subordinates believe that His Majesty needs to be cautious in his personal expedition.”

"Oh? How do you say this?" A trace of surprise flashed across the fat man's face, but he obviously agreed with Salon's analysis. Although Salon is a bit lazy, he has insights that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve, and can often make sense of chaos. Distinguish the real content from the appearance. Although what I just said is not entirely correct, it is basically partly correct.

"Your Majesty, our Northern Army can still rely on us at the critical moment! Why not..."

Salon saw His Majesty Falcon's cold face turning warm, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his cold-colored one eye, straightened his body and said in a loud voice, "I would like to ask my Northern Legion to replace Statu." Lord Enko's Southern Army became the enemy of the Empire's landing. The first wave of main force, my subordinates are willing to open roads and bridges for His Majesty, overcome obstacles, and capture the entire Normandy in advance before His Majesty arrives! "You sycophant, I know you are the most cunning guy here!" Laughed. He waved his hand to Salon and said, "I can't promise you this. Statunko's southern army has been assembled. No matter how fast your northern army is, it can't catch up!"

"However, I can start from the south of Rode. Although the speed is a bit slow, but..."

Salon continued unwillingly, who can be the first wave to land in Normandy this time. He is undoubtedly the one with the greatest military exploits in the entire campaign, and it is possible to leave his name in the history of the Falcon Empire! Regardless of success or failure, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. "Your Majesty. As your Majesty's Guards, I think the Central Army should shoulder this responsibility..." Hu Keqili suddenly said. At the critical moment, several military personnel The boss quickly came to life. "The heavy infantry is the main force of the attack. Our Falcon Empire started with infantry formations, so please let my northern heavy armored army come on!" Caesar Sauron looked eager. "The Second Army of the South... …" Salton opened his mouth, but found that there was nothing to say. He could only say softly in embarrassment, "As a legion, we should be given a chance to practice!" "Okay, everyone has their own tasks, there is no need to fight over them!" The fat man stopped the smile on his face and looked cold. Shuang interrupted everyone, and everyone immediately shut up. His Majesty Falcon is famous for his speed in turning against each other. The conference room was instantly quiet and all you could hear was the sound of raindrops hitting the wall.

The fat man picked up a sketch in the folder and said in a solemn voice, "You should have seen this, right? This sketch of the Nordic Barro Empire came from a senior naval officer of the Barro Empire who was accidentally captured by the navy. After passing by the Navy After rigorous questioning, I found that there were some deviations from my previous predictions. According to the prisoner's description, there are more than twenty peripheral principalities like Normandy within the Gallic Empire. Normandy is not a core country close to the center of the Gallic Empire. Under normal circumstances, the Gallic Empire allows them to manage for the convenience of management. Implement autonomous management according to regional scope”

"The Gallic Empire also has its own opponent. It is the Congo Empire, which is equally powerful and occupies a large area in the central and southern regions. The war between the two empires has lasted for nearly a hundred years." The fat man's voice stopped and his eyes scanned the eager faces of everyone. , said with disdain, "Maybe you don't believe it, but for the Gallic Empire, which considers itself the center of the continent, we Icadivas are just a group of uncivilized barbarians, and we are not as good as the Normans in terms of status!"

"Assholes, they are the barbarians!" Salon cursed angrily.

"Well said!" Fatty punched the table hard and said, "This is also the reason why I finally made up my mind to launch this war. Strategically underestimating the opponent is the most fatal mistake in itself. For us, it is also the time to attack now. The best opportunity for Oparo Continent, "The world is fair, no matter what time, fist will always be the most powerful." "Things that have the power to decide, between countries, strength is the first condition to speak." "If we only have 20,000 people, then for the Obaro countries, we are just a group of targets for hunting, but if our military strength reaches One hundred thousand, other countries will feel that rescuing Normandy is completely seeking death and subduing the enemy without fighting.

"To minimize the loss of occupying Normandy, the empire will open a gap on the coastline of Obarro," the fat man raised his head, looked at the messy white rain lines outside, took a deep breath, and said, "As for Gaul The attitude of the empire is the least of our concerns! "Unless the Gallic Empire is prepared to fight on two fronts with us and the Central Confess Empire at the same time!" Then, this so-called empire can only show acquiescence to the fact that we occupy Normandy!" In terms of logistics, according to the Navy Department report, the northern waters of Obarro are in the fish season from January to March. The Navy has temporarily allocated special fishing equipment to all warships and transport fleets, so in the past two months, the entire sea has become our logistics warehouse.

"Logistics, troop strength, attack opportunities, and the landing coast that has been laid in the early stage are all in place. Facing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, as soldiers of the empire, do you have any other concerns?'

The fat man closed the folders in his hands and glanced at several people with sharp eyes, "No! The direction of His Majesty's battle flag is the direction in which our troops are rushing!"

Several legion commanders stood up from their seats. They knew that what His Majesty Falcon said meant there was no room for further hesitation, "Well, the Central Army has 15,000 people, the Northern Army has 20,000 people, and the Northern Heavy Infantry Army has 1 Fifteen thousand people, 20,000 people from the Second Army of the South, and 5,000 people from Valicion will be used as the battle reserve force. The second wave of landing echelons will set off in half a month. Everyone, go back and get ready! "

Before the fat man finished speaking, he suddenly felt a cool breeze and several generals had already fled. To be continued