Realm of Power

The situation in the northwest changed again. In March, the Falcon Army successfully took over the two cities with the secret help of Julius Fort. Julius Fort transferred the garrison officers of the two cities and arranged for two confidants to serve as The garrison officer, and with the order to strengthen the garrison strength, ordered two troops of the Fifth Corps to garrison,

Most citizens were not aware of this. In their eyes, the Northwest Army was still tossing back and forth, and there was no change in the city. The garrison officers in the two cities were still garrison officers, and the garrison teams in the city were just passing by. Citizens at the city gate accidentally discovered that a fierce falcon flag had been planted on the city wall at some point, and then a large number of caravans poured into the southwest from these two areas.

The southwest region, which has just recovered from the tension of the war, has not fully understood the situation. The war has made everyone's nerves tense for a winter. Although the attack of Gang Fei has weakened, it has no intention of stopping. More than 100,000 Gang The non-military army has occupied one-third of the southwest land, and the empire's reinforcements have not yet arrived. The battle situation on the front line is very pessimistic. Not to mention, the news from the occupied areas half a month ago,

In order to retaliate for the major setbacks suffered in the southwest region, the cruel Emperor Gangfei had just harshly ordered the execution of more than 60,000 people who had rebelled and resisted in the occupied areas, and destroyed the Bissalin area that had never agreed to surrender under siege. According to their favorite tradition, the non-military people tied the captured Pisaline prisoners to the trees in the forest and spent the night. All that was left was a human body that had been hollowed out alive by wild wolves. The 17,000 Pisaline defenders disappear completely.

In the howling cold wind, every city in the southwest is covered with notices from the Northwest Chamber of Commerce. In the streets and alleys, wherever you can raise your head and see, you will find a row of words painted in white paint.

"Are you still confused by turmoil and hunger? Are you still worried about your family being harmed by the war? Come to the northwest coast!" This kind of catchphrase seemed funny in the past, almost a joke, and it has become overwhelming in southwestern cities.

Similar to the small advertisement-style approach of later generations, the southwesters were completely shocked and messy in the wind. A few months ago, the southwesters would have sneered at this. The northwest was desolate, and only poor ghosts and criminals with nothing would go there, but now But it is full of appeal to most ordinary southwesterners. Compared to the southwest, which was turbulent during the war, the northwest is full of calm, which is really hard to refuse.

In the Battle of the Northwest, the rise of the northwest coast region has been obvious to all, not just in terms of military strength. It is also about economic strength. There is land in the northwest, but no one is cultivating it. There are resources in the northwest, but there is no labor to exploit it. In the open northwest region, there are basically no restrictions on conditions. And as long as you are willing to go to the Northwest District, you can immediately get a piece of land that can support four people. Anyway, there is enough land, and it will be left uncultivated.

Governor Duo Ze has announced a policy to reward reclamation. Whoever reclaims the wasteland belongs to him. As long as the verification is completed by the verification personnel, the land belongs to the individual. This policy applies to anyone, even former prisoners, or there are no prisoners on the northwest coast. It has become an indisputable fact that the entire northwest coast is attracting a large influx of people.

A brutal war. It cannot stop the pace of development. Just as weeds still spread when the cold wind blows, so does the ambition of northwest businessmen. The huge southwest market is becoming a battlefield for them. Under the special care of Fort Julius Ford, goods from the northwest are released in large quantities. The whole winter is full of panic and panic. The kind of not knowing what is going on. The feeling of death makes the entire Southwest District market like a huge sponge. If people find that there is no hope of survival, they will start to vent and squander.

The market in the Southwest District was flooded with large quantities of seafood, salt, cold-proof animal skins, gold that could be pawned, and gorgeous luxury goods from the northwest. The nobles were intoxicated, and the common people also gave up their always cautious money bags. In the city, those Goods that can provide a sense of security are the most popular, such as sharp long swords from the northwest, light mail armor, polished shields with shiny emblems, and long-handled axes that can split heavy infantry armor with one axe.

These weapons were the trophies of the Falcon Army in the northwest battle. Fatty turned his hand and poured them all into the southwest. He sold more than 20,000 sets of armors and more than 50,000 weapons of various types. The southwest region's thirst It even exceeded Fatty's expectations. If he hadn't known that the Southwest District was a battle line area, in addition to a small number of garrisons, the city also had the habit of building its own garrison. Fatty would have really thought that this place was in the middle of a melee between princes.

Fatty once personally inspected a city that purchased 2,000 sets of armor. These garrison teams were composed of citizens. Their equipment was not very good, but they were full of enthusiasm for guarding their city. This may be the case with Fort Julius Ford. The main reason why they still persisted throughout the winter under extremely difficult circumstances is that every time the front line was tight, Fort Julius Ford would send up the second-line army composed of the city garrison.

The entire Southwest Battle lasted for two months. The Southwest Army suffered 27,000 casualties, while the city garrison suffered more than 50,000 casualties. A large amount of weapons, equipment and manpower were consumed on the front line, and the sea transportation lines were blocked by the Congolese Navy. In order to prevent refugees from the war zone from entering the hinterland of the empire, the Gallic Empire has ordered to block the roads from the southwest to the hinterland of the empire. Living supplies are cut off, and the cities in the southwest have to quietly purchase large quantities from the northwest coast.

No one knows whether Julius Fort is doing this to resist the Gangfei people, or whether he is using the southwest to assist the northwest with all his strength.

A large piece of snow fell on his shoulders. Looking at the back of Julius Fort, who finally disappeared in the distance, the fat man looked back from the mountain col in the distance. Next to the fat man, stood the little pepper Julius who refused to look back. Theresa, dressed in red fur, exudes a different kind of charm,

Beautiful jewel-like eyes, bright and full of blood, even if Little Pepper is inexperienced in the world, she still knows that Julie Sforborg's departure is in danger. According to the reports sent back from the Gallic Empire, the Slavs at this time , is no longer the tired warrior who was scared by the fat man in the past two months and did not dare to attack.

At that time, the Slavic army was in an exhausted life-and-death dilemma. It had no fighting spirit and only wanted to survive, and its equipment was extremely poor. But now the Slavic army has occupied more than a dozen northern cities in the hinterland of Gaul. Among these cities Three of them were weapon casting areas of the Gallic Empire, and the Slavs opened the weapons warehouses of the Gallic Empire. Tens of thousands of weapons and equipment fell into the hands of the Slavs. They had already replaced shotguns with cannons, and all the equipment was replaced. Even the two Gallic native garrison regiments were defeated. Their combat power was no longer what it used to be.

There is no loyal fifth legion in hand, no heroic and capable subordinates. Little Pepper doesn't know that her father has spent her whole life fighting against the Slavs. What to use against millions of Slavs? According to the nature of Slavs who must avenge themselves, the name of the butcher Julius Forborg more aroused the Slavs' overwhelming hatred and raging fighting spirit. The Emperor of Gaul obviously Just kill someone with a borrowed knife! A typical murder with a borrowed knife! . This is a road of no return. The Slavs want their father to die, and the emperor also wants his father to die. There is no middle ground.

Julius Teresa received the Fat Man's letter and ran for three days from Normandy. This time, Julius Fortuna showed rare determination. The father and daughter had a big fight in the study room, and Little Pepper slammed the door angrily and left. This was a unique way of saying goodbye to two stubborn fathers and daughters.

"Let's go! We're just going to Kyoto. At least, it won't kill anyone immediately. We can still find a way!"

The fat man comforted Julius Theresa with kind words, and reached out to pat the snowflakes on Julius Theresa's shoulders. Putting on the grease-checked cavalry gloves and picking up the riding whip plate inlaid with fifteen gems, the burly imperial general Hu Keqili led the fat man's horse over with a respectful expression.

Julius Teresa turned around, not crying, not sad, her teeth clenching her white lower lip. A touch of blood left the corners of her pretty mouth, and only an angry light shone in her eyes. The fat man thought that this wayward little pepper would burst into tears and throw herself into his arms for a good fight. As a result, the little pepper that jumped into his arms suddenly opened its little tiger teeth and took a hard bite on the fat man's shoulder.

"What are you doing, puppy!"

Even with the heavy cotton clothes, the fat man grinned in pain. This girl really bites! I wanted to shake it off violently, but looking at the blood stains on the corners of Little Pepper's mouth, I couldn't bear it in the end.

"Let go. If I can bite Mr. Fu Bao back, I will let you bite him a few more times."

The fat man said with a stern face. It seemed that the words had an effect. Julius Teresa blinked her eyes and relaxed her mouth. She looked at the fat man with her beautiful eyes. The direct look in her eyes made the fat man feel a little hairy.

"This girl won't be too sad!"

The fat man's face turned slightly pale. Just when the fat man was hesitating whether to change his shoulder and let the little pepper bite him, the cold-faced Julius Teresa suddenly burst into tears and smiled. Her pair of crescent-shaped eyes were so beautiful. Like the bright moon rising from the earth, lighting up the night sky, Fatty was even a little dazed

Julius Teresa took a breath with her cute little nose, and said through gritted teeth, "Tell me, what would you do if that dog emperor really killed his father?"

"Of course I will destroy him!" The fat man rubbed his shoulders and said without hesitation. This was a rare truth from the fat man. In fact, the fat man wanted to say, no matter what, I will destroy him. Who calls him a Gaul? As for the emperor, this is fate!

"Although I know you lied to me, at least I feel better." Julius Teresa's pretty face was moved, and her bright eyes were full of gratitude.

"I'm serious!" The fat man's slightly raised corners of his mouth curled up evilly, without any hint of coaxing. Just when Julius Theresa was stunned, the fat man grabbed Julius Theresa's hand, and they got on the horse together.

"This is my promise to you, and also to Mr. Fu Bao!" The fat man looked through the snow curtain all over the earth. The last snow at the end of winter was no longer as fierce as before. Although the snowflakes were still large, the cold was gone. With the warmth of spring,

"If I don't go back to Kyoto, the other party will definitely deal with you with all their strength. If I go, I can at least delay you for a few years!" What Julius Fordburg whispered in Fatty's ear that day is still in Fatty's ears. swirling in my mind

"Julius Ford, I owe you a big favor! You know, except for old Duke Jones, I have never owed anyone a favor!" The fat man raised his whip on the horse and faced the snowy sky. And the earth suddenly waved, the iron horse The bleakness of the glacier remains the same. Only under the snow-capped earth, the new grass rhizomes are growing tenaciously. That bullshit emperor of Gaul, if anything happens to Julius Fort, I will personally lead an army to defeat you. empire! "

Snowflakes danced in the sky. In another place in the southwest, a dark purple war flag came in the wind and snow. Five thousand light cavalry wearing purple armor appeared outside the capital city of the southwest region.

The purple battle flag is like a purple line. Bringing a rare sense of sharpness in the falling snow, these light cavalry wore helmets with curved horns on their heads, and light but strong scale armor on their bodies. There was a unicorn emblem hanging on the shield hanging on the horse's hip.

"Look, it's the Murphy family's dragon-armored cavalry known as the Purple Storm!" The dozens of commanders of the Southwest Army who were waiting at the city gate began to get excited. Many people were already craning their necks to look around and saw the purple cavalry appearing in the distance. Suddenly everyone showed joy.

"Master Murphy O'Brien is here, we can finally get rid of that guy!"

"Yes, yes, these past few months have been really frustrating!"

"The butcher of the northwest, even thinking of being the head of the southwest district for a long time is simply a dream."

The generals murmured among themselves. His Majesty the Emperor's desire to take advantage is well known to everyone in the Southwest Army. If it weren't for the strong force of the Gang Fei army pressing down on the border, the entire southwest region would be extremely dangerous. The Southwest Army, which is far apart from the northwest, would not obey Fort Julius Ford at all. order! This time Julius Fort returned to Beijing, but no one was there to see him off. The relationship is evident

Murphy O'Brien who came to replace him this time was different. He was a young and promising military genius. Together with the former commander-in-chief Algernon Katja, he was known as the two heroes of the empire. He was known as the "Wind of the Wind" in the Gallic military circles. Bugle "The dragon-armored cavalry of the Murphy family is a rare heavy cavalry regiment in the Gallic Empire. Although there are only 30,000 people, it is the first-class elite of the empire. It once defeated Central Asia in the Central Asian War. Unique beast cavalry

Just when the generals were talking about it.

One of the purple cavalry stopped in the distance slowly came out and came towards the city gate. The generals of the Southwest Army quickly stopped talking and straightened their collars. Everyone hoped that they could make a good impression on the new Shangguan. , you must know that the Murphy family is not much inferior to the Algernon family in Kyoto, and this "Murphy O'Brien" is even more handsome in appearance. His heroic spirit was popular throughout Kyoto, and some even said that the Alger family intended to marry the Murphy family, but this young man rejected him.

"My lords!" The purple knight who came through the wind and snow stopped his horse ten meters in front of the city gate. Uncovering the helmet with a double-wing shape on the head, the two handsome sword eyebrows are indeed bright and attractive. A rare purple hair flows down the shoulders. It is the unique hair color of the Murphy family. It is said that the Murphy family is a middle-aged Belgian. A small tribe on the Asian border was awarded the title of Duke for helping the first emperor fight.

"My subordinates pay their respects to Lord Murphy O'Brien!" A dozen southwest generals knelt down on one knee in order, and the red cloaks behind them slid to the ground. At first glance, they looked a little funny.

"You have made a mistake. I am Murphy Lins, and my brother is Murphy O'Brien!" The purple-haired young man saw the situation in front of him and laughed. "My brother has something to do on the way, so he asked me to tell you adults, You all understand, as a soldier, it is your duty to fight bravely. Now that the army has not retreated, these clichés can be dispensed with. Please go back to your guard area first!

"What, not Lord Murphy O'Brien?" The generals of the Southwest Army looked at each other, and one of them asked, "Sir Lord Murphy O'Brien, where is Murphy O'Brien now?"

"Actually, I don't know either!" The young man rolled his eyes and shrugged helplessly.

In the snow-covered port, busy pulley cranes slide iron locks, and more than a dozen dock workers are busy and orderly loading mountains of goods one by one onto merchant ships docked in the inward bend. Thick ropes Instead of making a tight creaking sound, the crew above arranged the goods neatly, and then let out a shout. The merchant ship left the pier tremblingly and slowly passed through the wide estuary.

There were many people on the pier. Although the ground was a bit slippery, cargo carriages passed by from time to time. The ruts collided with the gravel underground, and there was a brisk crisp sound. A group of about ten port patrol soldiers rode tall horses. Coming from a distance, a carriage lying in the middle of the entrance blocked the road. More than a dozen vehicles were already blocked behind it. The owner of this carriage seemed very anxious and wandered around the carriage.

"Papa" the patrol cavalry used a hook to pull away the carriage with a broken axle. This was a dock in the southwest region. A young man with purple hair was looking at all this with interest.

"Sir, we'd better leave immediately!" Opposite the young man, a middle-aged man wearing a black dress with a slightly nervous look said impatiently, his eyes swaying from side to side, "The attitude of Northwest is unclear, and it is said that Northwest Coast has a marriage relationship with the Julius family. It would be very dangerous for you to explore in depth alone. "

The purple-haired young man turned around indifferently, and his sharp eyes told the middle-aged man to shut up immediately.

"Go back! You've seen everything you need to see!" The young man leaned on the chair, took a deep breath and said softly

"I'm just curious about what kind of power the Northwest Coast has that defeated the Gangfei Navy Fleet. I just took a look and the soldiers here are quite friendly to ordinary people! If you don't tell me, I don't think they will recognize me! There has already been a Southwest General who was unlucky because of despising the Northwest. I don't want to be the second one!" "(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)