Realm of Power

In the northwest of the Oparo continent where heavy snow falls, fast horses carrying the latest battle reports run into the territories of all forces.

"What did you say? The Southwest Commander Algernonkaja was captured alive by the Falcon Army!" In the Duke's Palace of the Principality of Denia, the always aloof Duke of Denia took the battle report that had just been sent and did not recover for a long time. ,

Compared with his incomprehensible surprise, the Duke of Rosendre, who was holding a winter banquet, glanced at the battle report, waved away the nobles who were still reveling on the left and right, and came to the window of the hall alone.

The old man stared at the falling snowflakes outside for a long time. The silver hair on his head seemed to be thicker.

Their minds were filled with shock and confusion. How did the Falcon Kingdom on the northwest coast allow the 60,000 troops of the Southwest Army to take the initiative to enter Biye Valley and start a meeting with the waiting Falcon Army after trudging for seven days? ,

Unfortunately, even a commander who knows basic common sense will know very well how stupid it is to take the initiative to start a battle with the enemy when the army is in such an extremely exhausted state.

But Algernonkaja, who was known as a military genius, was like a hungry big grass carp, biting the barbed bait without realizing it. The result of this battle was that the two giants The monarch was more shocked than anything else,

According to intelligence, the battle lasted less than a day. The Falcon Army defeated the Southwest Army from the front and flanks at the same time. A total of 325 officers of the Southwest Army, starting from the Commander-in-Chief of the Southwest Algernonkaja and below, were captured collectively. There were not many casualties, only more than 12,000, including more than 5,000 wounded soldiers.

The number of captured soldiers was as high as 47,000! Is this a battle? It would be more appropriate to say that it was a premeditated surrender. If the commander of the Southwest Army in this battle was Algernonkaja himself, everyone would think that this was a premeditated collective surrender. 47,000 prisoners... Anyone who sees this report will not believe their eyes. How could it be possible that three-quarters of the 60,000-strong army still remained and yet they were forced to surrender?

No one would have thought that the Southwest Army was trapped in the Biye Valley at that time. The entrance of the valley was blocked by sudden flames, followed by the Falcon Army advancing in a row, and the cavalry troops coming and going like the wind, killing them head-on. The soldiers were exhausted. They couldn't even pick up their weapons, their morale was low to the freezing point, and many people fell to the ground while running. He never got up again. He was not killed, but his heart suddenly stopped due to being overwhelmed.

But in the eyes of the soldiers of the Southwest Army who did not have any scientific knowledge, these companions who fell to the ground and died without being injured were simply frightened out of their wits by the Falcon Army. This is witchcraft, the most terrifying witchcraft.

Especially a fat man wearing black devil armor. When they appear under the fluttering local military flag with contempt for everything, no matter how brave the soldier is, he will collapse at that moment. If you don't want to be burned to death, killed, or have your soul sucked out by the demon king of Vecia Falcon, the only way is to surrender. The soldiers of the Southwest Army, who were completely in chaos, knelt on the ground in rows and threw their weapons on the ground. "Okay. What a good job! You are indeed the son-in-law of my Julius family!" In the area where the Fifth Army was stationed, Zhu Lilesford took the newly received report and smiled crookedly.

Who is Algernon Katya! The emperor's personal attendant, the commander-in-chief of more than 100,000 troops in the southwest, and the most beloved son of that old bastard, Algernon Pedro. To capture him would be to capture the lifeblood of the entire Algernon family.

Thinking of this, Julius Fordburg couldn't help but laugh. Did you see that, old man Petain, my son-in-law caught your son who you have praised as a genius since he was a child! The Julius family has been fighting against the Algernon family for so many years, and the northwest has been fighting against the southwest for so many years, but none of their combined victories are as big as this one! Julius Forbaugh's heart felt as comfortable as drinking a glass of jelly on a hot June day. "Prepare the carriage, I'm going to Ohacha!"

Julius Forbaugh shouted orders to the adjutant and hurried out of the office door, still muttering, "Is it dismemberment this time, or peeling off the skin! It would be nice to not crush the limbs with a horse wheel..."

"The Southwest Army was actually defeated?"

The Grand Duke of Dunkel, who received the same battle report, immediately summoned the Marshal of the Principality, the Marquis of Ushuaia, after ten minutes of silence. Half an hour later, the weathered marshal, the Marquis of Ushuaia, came from outside. Walking in, "Duke, what happened?" Handsome Ushuaia patted the snowflakes on his body. He couldn't figure out why the Grand Duke was so anxious to find him in the middle of the night. "Look at this first!" The Grand Duke of Dunkirk picked up the report on the table. Handed to Ushuaia who looked confused, "This is it?"

Ushuaia opened the report, glanced over it, and stood there for a moment. It was so shocking. In addition to what was said in the battle report, there was a voice in the experienced Ushuaia's mind that kept asking, "The Southwest Army is running." What to do in Biye Valley? How could they think of going to Biye Valley? That was a death place hundreds of miles away from Luwangaka, which was besieged by the Southwest Army! It’s incredible!

That's an army of 60,000 people. Even if there are 60,000 pigs running around, it will take a long time to catch them all! Or, the Southwest Army is worse than a pig!

Even with the experience of the old coach Ushuaia, he was shocked by this shocking battle report and his thoughts were wandering. I believe that a similar report must be like an invisible huge shock wave at this moment, shaking the entire northwest. The crown of the Lord of the Northwest has deservedly fallen on the head of the Vekia Falcon, "You should also know very well that although we are from the northwest coast camp, the defeat of the Southwest Army is a disaster rather than a blessing for us!"

The Archduke of Dunkirk turned around with an ugly expression and said sternly, "In this battle, the Falcon Army has become a veritable master of the coastal area. The next step must be to use the power of victory to fully integrate all forces in the northwest coast. Whoever follows suit" Chang, those who rebel will perish! "Although our Principality of Dunkirk formed an alliance with the Falcon Army at the earliest and has always belonged to the northwest coast camp, it has been with the northwest coast several times. In the relevant wars, we all chose neutrality with various excuses. I believe that the Wikiya Falcons are also very clear that we are not in a surrender relationship with them, but now, it is time to make a choice. After this, the Southwest Army Once defeated, we are no longer able to exert checks and balances on the northwest. If the Falcon Army uses this as an excuse to declare war on us, I am afraid that with the power of the Principality of Dunkirk, it will be difficult to compete! With the reputation and power of the Vekia Falcon that dominates the northwest, even if we ask for help, no one in that region would dare to help us! "

The Duke of Dunkirk raised his head and looked at the black sky outside the window, with infinite sadness on his face. It was because he was afraid of the power of the Falcon Army that he was forced to choose the alliance. If there is a chance, the Duke of Dunkirk still has Opportunity arises again,

But who could have imagined that in just half a year, the Falcon Kingdom, which had just occupied Normandy and had not even established its footing, had become a falcon with wings spread that he dared not face squarely.

Soaring into the sky, shocking the northwest, with a powerful military force that no one dares to face up to, it has undoubtedly entered the ranks of the strongest military group in the northwest region. However, the Principality of Dunkirk has already arrived and must clearly express its surrender. It’s time to make a choice between confrontation and confrontation.

No one knows what they talked about in the study of the Grand Duke of Dunkirk that night. At dawn, the already old and handsome Marquis of Ushuaia dragged his exhausted body onto the carriage that was waiting outside the door and got off. After a night of snow, the ground was silvery white, and the pure ground seemed to cover up all the bad things. "I hope my beautiful big Dunkel can escape this terrible catastrophe!"

Turning his head to look at the light that had been left on all night in the Grand Duke's room, and looking at the thin figure standing in front of the window watching him, the Duke of Ushuaia sighed, filled with melancholy, walked into the carriage, sat down, and walked to the front. The coachman said, "Go to Ohacha!" "You bastard, how could it be possible? How could the Southwest Army be defeated like this! This idiot Algernon Katya harmed me!"

In the mansion of the capital of Bangor, the roaring voice of Duke Francis, the lord of Bangor, kept echoing through the door in the corridor. Duke Francis was like an ant on a hot pot, walking back and forth in the room. In the battle of Biye Valley, the combat power The weak Bangor army collapsed at the first touch, with more than 3,000 casualties. Because they withdrew early, they luckily escaped the final chokehold of the Falcon Army in closing the valley.

The battle report that came later made Duke Francis' heart completely freeze. The Southwest Army suffered a disastrous defeat against Bi Yegu! From the commander-in-chief of the southwest, Algernonkaja, down, more than 300 commanders were collectively captured, and more than 40,000 soldiers surrendered.

This means that the Southwest Army, known as the elite of hundreds of battles, has been forcefully knocked out of half of its strength, and the capture of Algernonkaja has announced that in this battle between the North and the South, the defeat of the Southwest has become a foregone conclusion.

On the third day after winning the Battle of Biye Valley, the Falcon Army sent a messenger and issued a declaration of war to Bangor.

Duke Francis was so frightened that he quickly asked for help from other countries. To his surprise, among the various forces that were willing to fight with him against the Falcon Army, not a single region was willing to stand up and help Bangor.

There is no way, this time the Falcon Army is not only under the banner of revenge, but also because the Falcon Army represents the interests of the northwest, and Duke Francis, as a member of the northwest camp, blatantly helps the southwest. Under such a big name, Even the Duke of Rosender, who had always had a good relationship with Bangor, chose to remain silent. "Come here, pack up all valuable things immediately!"

Duke Francis loudly ordered his servants with bloodshot eyes. He could not sit still and wait for death. Relying on Bangor's strength and confronting the Falcon Army was tantamount to hitting an egg with an egg. Now he only had the option of abandoning Bangor and fleeing to the interior of the Gallic Empire (to be continued... …)