Realm of Power

It was a night in Ebeltoft, with bright stars and a cold moon, and dark clouds on the horizon, moving very slowly. : Reading a novel, the white mist is half settling in the vast meadow, and the remaining leaves are curling up. A group of Dongting cavalry quietly appeared on a grassy hill outside the town.

The leader of the Western Army, Posley, appeared on the grassy hill surrounded by several tribal leaders. This old man from Dongting, who has been fighting all his life, glanced coldly at Ebeltsov, who was flying the battle flag of the border guard in the distance. special,

The town is not big, with an area of ​​only a hundred meters square. Outside the low side wall is the camp of the Imperial Border Guards. It is peaceful and there is no sign of an impending war. A group of patrol cavalry wearing black armor is standing there. Horses galloped by casually not far away, the horses' hooves kicked up the dust on the ground, and in the dark night, there was a crisp sound of horse hooves.

"Under the pressure of my 40,000-strong army, I am still able to be so leisurely. I don't know if I am just lazy or if I am prepared for it!"

This experienced old man, who has been at the head of the eight tribes of the tribe since the time of King Dongting, can only explain the movements of the border guards on the opposite side with confusion. Behind him, the camp of 40,000 Western troops covered the earth. , like a dense grassland A large gray-white carpet was laid all the way to the Zhigrisan River 10 miles away. The blazing camp fire was like the starlight lighting up the night sky, dyeing half of the sky red. If the other party really didn't notice, then unless is a blind man,

But the situation in front of me is indeed very strange. There are only 5,000 imperial border guards stationed in this choke point. They seem to have completely ignored the Dongting people on the grassy hill opposite. They are leisurely walking in their own garden.

"Sir! You think too highly of them!"

A tribal leader wearing black leather armor who looked like an iron tower said in a loud voice.

"This cavalry of the empire goes too far alone, or they really think that with the so-called prestige of the empire, they can control this choke point with five thousand troops. What a joke! With such a scattered and amateur opponent, our cavalry of Gibran can't do it without Crush them all into pieces with no effort!"

"Yes, the other party's attitude is completely insulting to us!"

Another tribal leader also nodded and said, "As long as you give me an order. Even if it's the empire, I don't believe that with the swiftness of our Dongting cavalry, we will be restrained by the cumbersome imperial regiment! Our iron hoofs and scimitars will tell them , who is the real owner of this prairie! "

"You don't really think that the other party only has 5,000 people!"

Under the envious gazes of everyone, Polis removed his bloodshot pupils from the lenses of the observation tube, looked at the dark land in the distance, and said, "According to the intelligence, in Ebeltoft's Ten miles to the left, stationed Ten miles to the right is the Second Flag Regiment of the Border Guard, and at the border less than fifty miles away from Ebeltoft, the Commander-in-Chief of the Border Guard, Bertrand Bonnie, is personally in charge, with more than 10,000 troops. The backup forces are being assembled!”

"So what, at most the numbers are equal. Who else should our Dongting cavalry be afraid of?" The burly patriarch said with a trace of unwillingness on his face. "Although the previous surrender was somewhat unwilling, at that time The situation is so pressing. If we don't choose to surrender, the empire has already risen Butcher's 100,000-strong army and the eyeing West Court cavalry would not hesitate to kill all the fifty-six of our scattered East Court troops. This moment of forbearance bought us at least half a year, so we are where we are today. opportunity. What’s more, our opponent is just a woman.”

"Although our opponent is just a woman, please don't forget that this woman's father once severely damaged the Xiting Cavalry in Yeruige! And rewritten the trajectory of the entire grassland." Hearing the leader's words, Polis groaned in dissatisfaction. a sound

"Ye Ruige!" Several tribal leaders looked at each other and fell silent for a while. Even the menacing and strong man was stunned. You must know that for most Kujit people, this place name represents the turning point of the northern grassland from prosperity to decline.

On that day, the West Court was at its peak. More than 100,000 troops marched southward into Ruidian, and their troops pointed directly at Palawen, the center of the mainland.

Seeing that he was only one step away from success, he finally suffered heavy losses in Yeruige, which was less than a hundred miles away from Palavon. It was because of this that he was intercepted and killed by the current Falcon King. He could not move forward or retreat. More than 100,000 troops were beaten into thin air in the corridor. In the end, even the Khan of Xiting himself died in the battle. The grassland dynasty that had lasted for hundreds of years was ended by a landlocked country.

An older tribal leader frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and said, "The father of the woman that Mr. Polis mentioned was the one who used himself as bait in Yeruige to lure the Xiting people into an ambush." Let’s circle the Duke of Reddian Brandt, “Yes, that’s him! Polis nodded, looked into the distance, and said with emotion, "That's a hero. It's a pity that I only met him by chance!" He was defeated by King Falcon Khan in the northwest wasteland, and his daughter became the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Border Guards! It’s really an irony to say it.”

"The so-called Commander-in-Chief of the Border Guards is not the romantic lover of King Khan!" A leader sneered, "Haha..." The patriarchs all laughed with various meanings. "Love the country, love the beauty!" Polly Si Ye smiled and leaned back on his horse, straightened his body, He laughed with no respect, "This is our King Khan. He doesn't care about anything anymore. It is said that he once went to war with the entire Ruidian for this woman. He doesn't know those soldiers who died because of this. What kind of sadness and indignation would it be?”

"It's no wonder!" the tribal leaders whispered to each other. "He turned out to be a man who would not hesitate to go to war with other countries for the sake of women. If such a person becomes the King of Khans, we will not be able to hold our heads up! No awareness of sacrifice for the tribe. There is no "". I heard that it has spread all over the grasslands, both east and west. The princess of the court. Tsk tsk. In addition to the enviable description, the humiliation seems to be greater..." Several tribe leaders shook their heads almost at the same time. Even the older tribe leader shook his head and said. Such a Khan is not good news to us Kugits!”

Polis's responsible eyes swept over the tribal leaders who were aroused by him, and said in a disdainful tone, "It is said that he conducted some kind of civilian saint ceremony in Salander in the south, and also did it with that beautiful high priest." Together, it's really funny. Just kill all the rebels. Do you need to go to such trouble? As the King Khan of our Dongting people, the blood of the noble Huang family should be flowing in his body, which is the cold scimitar and the opponent. the ruthlessness of the enemy,

"And our Falcon King is obviously unworthy! King Khan is too soft-hearted. The hero will eventually be saddened by beauty. After soaking in the gentle land for a long time, the sharpest scimitar will become dull, and the eagle that once soared in the sky will become Vultures who love the earth! Heavy rains have caused disasters in the northern grasslands, and the people have been displaced and suffered heavy losses. But our king is singing in the south every night, and he is obsessed with the tenderness of women. It is really too much."

"What Mr. Polis said is so right. On the grassland now, only leaders like Mr. Polis have the true qualities of a king." The clan leaders nodded in agreement. "Unfortunately, I am not of the Huang family's blood." !” Polis shook his head in a pretentious manner, “Otherwise, I would have the confidence to create a Dongting!” “What’s the matter? It’s so difficult. When Chief Bobik catches Princess Ruitangtingna, won’t the blood of the Golden Tribe be transferred to the Bo Tribe?” The tribe leaders said with flattering compliments, “The Golden Tribe has never been the same. A fixed surname is owned by the previous royal family, isn’t it still inherited through marriage?”

Hearing what everyone said, Polis couldn't help but focus his eyes. This time he brought 40,000 troops to press the border guards. And his son Bobik led 60,000 people to attack Ruitangtingna on the eastern border of the grassland.

Judging from the time, the two armies should have collided, as long as the internal lines arranged in advance act according to the plan. There is almost no suspense about the outcome of this war.

The only thing that needs to be considered is the empire's reaction to this matter.

However, in this vast grassland, even the most elite troops of the empire can only follow the Dongting cavalry and eat dirt.

The coming heavy rain will end this war in mud.

As long as this season is delayed, the loss of key figures connected to the Dongting Grassland and a series of military defeats will only make the empire's deterrent effect on other Dongting tribes rapidly weakened, and eventually lose control of the grassland...

On a relatively remote guard tower in Ebeltoft,

A pair of beautiful light blue pupils were looking at the grassy hill on the opposite side through the telescope in his hand. His white fingers were holding the long bronze tube tightly, looking at the distance where Old Fox Polis and a group of patriarchs were chatting. Spanking, amusing myself, talking about it happily,

Bertrand Bonnie suddenly turned her head playfully and asked the fat man next to her, "Tell me, if I suddenly order an attack now, will the guys on the opposite side run away immediately like rabbits with their tails cut off?"

"No, they will come with a lot of people! They will make you run away like a fat rabbit with its tail cut off." The fat man rolled his eyes at Bertrand Bonnie, made a knowing look, and said, "Will five thousand The purpose of stationing people in this crucial choke point is to create an illusion for the Western Army, that is, the border guards want to use this place as the center of their defense line. To a certain extent, this is already the first line of an outbreak that may occur at any time. ,

I believe that the Western Army also knows very well that if they don't fight, they must storm here! There won't be a second choice. "Haha, that's not necessarily the case. If that's the case, I would like to test the courage of this leader of the Western Army! "

Berlant Bonnie winked at the fat man and showed a charming smile, "Don't mess around." The fat man was startled by Berlant Bonnie's ambiguous smile and said quickly, "We only have five thousand people, and there are 4 people across from us." Ten thousand,

"Even if each of us spits, we will be sprayed several more times!" A certain bitch patted his chest with a worried look. "Pfft, okay! When will we be able to attack?" Bertrand Bonnie was beaten by the fat man. He let out a chuckle, "Wait!"

The fat man pretended to be mysterious and shrugged his shoulders. "I believe the other side has the same plan. They are also waiting! Because the real battlefield is not here! There is no sleep tonight!" To be continued