Realm of Power

?The sun rises from the horizon, and the golden morning light slowly illuminates the rolling fields of mountains outside the city.

"Look, there are so many cavalry."

On the wall of Apsa, which is known as the gate of the capital, the faces of the soldiers of Rosende were ashen, and there was a gasp in the mouth, while Marquis Oliver, who was in charge of the defense of Apsa, stepped up the city wall solemnly,

Under his sight, the black army below was overwhelming and powerful. They were four black cavalry groups in full rows, with black armor, tall horses, and towering war flags and flagpoles like an entire forest, with golden falcons on them. The battle flag fluttered in the wind, and the cold light of the weapons was dense like a glowing light,

"Sir, there are enemies outside the city!" The adjutant in charge of the night trotted over to report to him. His face turned pale. This adjutant was not very old. He had flaxen hair and seemed to be frightened by the unexpected situation in front of him. broken

"When did I discover it?"

Marquis Oliver glanced at the adjutant's face and let out a heavy groan. As a war-experienced general, he couldn't understand why the other party suddenly appeared here like a magical soldier descending from the sky. Could it be that they all used Flying?

"Last night in the middle of the night, the outer sentry tower was the first to discover it!"

There was a trace of timidity on the face of the young adjutant: "The other party also discovered us, but did not attack. Maybe it was because they were not ready to attack, or maybe because they were cavalry units and were not good at siege. But for the sake of safety, I ordered all troops to withdraw." "outer tower"

"I hope your idea is correct, otherwise, you and I would be dead now!" Marquis Oliver held his hand on the city wall, leaned out half of his body, took a look, and was shocked.

Retracting his body, Oliver suddenly asked the adjutant sternly, "Has the situation here been reported to the capital?"

"Not yet!" the adjutant hesitated and replied.

"Block the whole city from now on and close all the city gates! Due to the war, no one is allowed to leave the city without my order." Marquis Oliver's face was uncertain, and he gave the order decisively.

"Yes, I understand!" the adjutant responded with a serious face, but still asked boldly, "But if we don't report to the capital, what will we do? There are only 10,000 troops in the city, and half of them are recent recruits. . With all due respect, it’s okay to put this kind of troops on the city wall. There is no way they can fight against the enemies outside.”

"Confrontation? I don't have such extravagant expectations." Marquis Oliver showed a wry smile. "This is not a border, but the periphery of the capital of Rasende. It is the core area of ​​layers of defense. Haven't you ever thought about why the other party appeared? Here?"

Marquis Oliver's voice paused, he raised his head, collected his thoughts, took a deep breath and said, "In front of you is the remote Lengwei County, and behind you is Cromdor Castle that can block thousands of troops. Even if the opponent is known to be powerful The army with the largest defeat record in the northwest, the hoofs of tens of thousands of cavalry were enough to make the earth tremble. How could it possibly pass through two choke points without any news at all?

"Yes, my subordinates also think this is too strange." The adjutant was stunned by this question and looked confused.

"What's so strange!" Marquis Oliver smiled bitterly. "I have enough reason to believe that Coldtail County and Cromdor Castle have surrendered to the northwest coast."

"No...it can't be. How is this possible!" The young adjutant was startled by Oliver's words, but he also felt that this possibility was real, that the two counties were just gone? The adjutant couldn't accept it for a while.

"Nothing is impossible! I just admire the Northwest Coast's accurate timing!" Marquis Oliver sneered at the corner of his mouth and said, "Although Lengwei County is beautiful. It has also happened in the past two months. That department in Cromdor Riel has always maintained its wealth but not prepared for force. The two regions have one thing in common, that is, they rely too much on merchants, and the northwest coast is known as a country based on merchants.

Now the principality is in turmoil. The new Duke came from a shady background and brought a group of people with unknown origins around him. They suppressed the opposition in the capital with thunderous means. However, the county governors who held real power in those places showed mediocre abilities and seemed unwilling to live. Being too exposed to other countries and without the power to protect them, these two regions are like small boats suddenly caught in turbulent currents. If they cannot safely pass through the turbulent currents, they will only be capsized."

"But I didn't expect that they would..." Marquis Oliver shook his head solemnly, asking Rozende why such a huge change occurred in just one month, between the capital and the local area. , each with his or her own thoughts, only a small step away from losing control.

"Sir, we don't have the time to worry about others right now. What we have to think about is what we should do now!"

The young adjutant looked at Oliver's expression and curled his lips slightly. His biggest weakness as an adult was that he was too hesitant. If he had been willing to seize the opportunity and send troops to the capital of Rosende, the situation would not have changed like this.

Marquis Oliver turned around and walked down the city wall, saying as he walked, "The gate of Rosende has been opened, and the basin is flat. There is no danger at all. Although Rosende claims to have a hundred thousand mercenaries, that was the era of the former Duke, and now, the new The Duke had just succeeded to the throne and was trying his best to suppress the local government. , now there are complaints everywhere. Although the local governor is weak, he controls half of the principality's army. Without local support, we are the only ones who really accept orders from the capital. Apart from the 30,000 standing army in the capital, we are the only ones who still accept orders from the capital. Ten Thousand People in Apsa"

"There are still 40,000 people. With 40,000 troops against the cavalry below who are not good at attacking the city, we should be able to hold off for a while!" The young adjutant followed closely, with a hint of luck in his tone.

Marquis Oliver suddenly stopped, glanced at the inexperienced adjutant, and said, "Kenneth, how long have you been following me?"

"One year, Lord Marquis!" The young adjutant looked confused. He didn't know why Marquis Oliver would ask this.

"It's no wonder, you probably haven't seen the cruelty of war! This is the first time in my military life that such an emergency has occurred," Marquis Oliver said slowly with an unknown luster in his eyes.

"There is nothing possible or impossible in this world. It only depends on whether the situation changes to your own benefit. I know those people who are following the new Duke. If we report the current situation to the capital, the only reply we will get, I can guarantee, The new Duke's order is definitely not to send reinforcements from the capital, but to ask us We will defend Apsa to the last man. After all, we are not the new Duke's confidants. According to the new Duke's ruthless character, we can just use us to weaken the northwest coast army's determination to fight and fight for ourselves. If we stick to the capital and buy time, we will never move out even if we all die!"

"What should we do? There are people deployed by the capital among our people. Even if we impose a complete blockade, the news will be spread back to the capital in one morning at most!" The adjutant looked worried.

"Now we only have to take a gamble!" Marquis Oliver closed his eyes. He murmured in his sleep, "We bet that the capital will give up on us, resist enemies several times our own for half a day, and finally be betrayed by our master. With this reason, even if we choose to surrender in the end, we won't be gossiped behind our backs!"

Just when Oliver was hesitant about his decision, on the road from the Gallic Empire to the southwest region, Marquis Stanley Binsey, the northwest governor who had just been appointed by the Emperor of Gaul, was riding on a black and majestic war horse.

His body is tall and straight, his brown hair is blown by the mountain wind, and he stands on the hillside like a lion. On the winding mountain road that he can see, the endless army is advancing southward.

The flags fluttering in the wind along the way are like rolling clouds, and below them are the spears like a dense forest. They are as powerful as the might of a rainbow army, and are as dark as dark clouds rolling over the earth.

Behind Marquis Stanley Spencer, a dozen generals from the Gallic Empire stood on horseback. Looking at the high-spirited army in front of them, they all felt the powerful power in their hands. They dispatched 180,000 troops at once. After the empire experienced After the defeat in Seattle, it has been rarely seen. Not to mention that 10,000 Imperial Guards were dispatched this time. This is proof of His Majesty the Emperor's favor.

Although most people don't understand why, in the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor, the Slavs in the northwest are considered to be more threatening than the Slavs in the north. But I have to admire the emperor's courage in sending troops to the northwest this time.

The Imperial Guard has 10,000 heavy cavalry, and including the servant army, it reaches an objective number of 50,000. The Third Army, one of the main armies of the empire, has a total strength of more than 110,000, a total of 180,000 troops. This is already one-third of the current internal military strength of the empire. This army attacking the northwest will first enter the southwest connected to the hinterland of the Gallic Empire, and then turn northwest. Because the number of troops is too large, and it is too far to reach the southwest from Kyoto, The logistics of the army will mainly rely on the southwest.

At a military meeting. It once aroused strong opposition from Murphy O'Brien, the head of the Southwest District: "The Southwest has just experienced the abuses of the Congolese and African armies, the people's livelihood is in decline, and supplies are extremely scarce. According to the usual practice, a long supply line is organized, and every kilogram of food is transported up. , the food consumed on the road would be more than five kilograms, and the daily food needed to feed the 180,000 troops would be enough to collapse the entire southwest."

Unfortunately, Murphy O'Brien's words were strongly refuted by Marquis Stanley Spencer, who had just assumed the post of General Governor of the Northwest: "As long as we are supplied for one month, our army can recover the entire northwest. By then, the 180,000-strong army will be self-sufficient!"

"Recover the entire northwest in one month!" Murphy O'Brien stood up, looked at the triumphant Stanley Spencer, and sneered, "The general's habit of telling jokes on the eastern battlefield has not changed. I just I can say that if you insist on setting the logistics of the 180,000-strong army in the southwest region, half a month is already the limit, and I can’t say what happens next.”

"You..." Stanley Spencer was at a loss for words. Although he was appointed by His Majesty the Emperor as the Commander-in-Chief of the Northwest, the Northwest was still far away from him. However, Murphy O'Brien was actually based in the Southwest and was very popular. and prestige are at their peak, the southwest district’s negative Although the person in charge does not have the name of commander-in-chief, he is actually already powerful in the southwest. It is not that His Majesty the Emperor has not considered transferring him back from the southwest, but considering that the southwest is still needed to support the northwest battle, he finally gave up. Plans to mobilize Murphy O'Byrne

"Lord Murphy O'Brien, everyone knows that the southwest is rich. If we use all our strength, it will not be a problem even if it lasts for a month!" A Gallic Empire general said angrily. "Or as the legend says, the southwest has troops. Self-respect wants to imitate Northwest! "

"The southwest is going to go all out, so I can say it without shame. The southwest has just been in war, nearly half of the land is deserted, and there are more than 100,000 refugees. I am still thinking about how to get food, and what to use to go all out. Master Anshi is really As self-righteous as ever." Murphy O'Brien looked directly at the Gallic general across from him unceremoniously. He was a nail that no one wanted to mess with in the eastern battlefield. Now who dares to involve his own interests in the southwest? Like an old hen protecting her calf. Murphy O'Brien didn't hesitate to squirt

"Okay, half a month is half a month!" Stanley Spencer could only choose to compromise. This time the troops were all elite divisions. He did not expect to rely on the southwest to provide logistics, but the southwest was located where the army must pass. The road itself has powerful soldiers and unique geographical advantages. It is the best forward position and supply base for attacking the northwest. In this case, even if it is impossible to win more support from Murphy O'Brien. At least you can get some help,

This time, His Majesty the Emperor adopted a two-pronged approach, first sending nails to penetrate the northwest, and then cooperating with his own army to apply pressure. Stanley Spencer believed that the 180,000 troops attacking this time would soon gain a firm foothold in the northwest.

Under the influence of the person sent by His Majesty the Emperor in advance, the scattered forces in the northwest will soon fall apart.

Half a month is enough time to open up the situation. When the time comes, the army will advance rapidly and quickly unify the entire northwest. It is said that the northwest is now rich in oil, especially the northwest coast, which is secretly called the Gold Coast by the soldiers. Of course Stanley Sai wouldn't really take any of this seriously;

The northwest has been barren for generations, with no oil or water at all. The Julius family has controlled the northwest for half a century. In the end, it was between the first and second rate, which is enough to show the potential of the northwest. In such a bitter cold place, even if trade can be carried out, it can be prosperous.

However, it is also a good way for the generals to use this idea to boost the morale of the army. The ordinary soldiers do not know this. They only see that the shops in the streets and alleys are filled with goods from the northwest. There are also caravans traveling back and forth who like to talk about Northwest. In fact, most of the caravans have never been to Northwest at all. They just use the name Northwest so that they can sell their goods at a good price.

The weather in May has begun to get hot, and 180,000 imperial troops marched south in two directions. Before they reached the southwest, Stanley Spencer heard that Murphy O'Brien's power in the southwest could be described as appalling.

This feeling becomes even stronger when we really enter the southwest. The southwest is indeed a scene that has just been hit hard. Waist-high weeds grow in the barren fields. The villages passing by still have traces of being burned and are charred. Thatched huts, the villagers nearby were wearing tattered linen clothes, watching the army slowly advancing with fearful eyes.

As the head of the Southwest Region, Murphy O'Brien is different from those in charge of other regions. Because of the special nature of the Southwest Region, Murphy O'Brien has more than 100,000 southwest troops here who are highly motivated to fight and have an independent logistics system. And the financial revenue and expenditure system, the independent appointment and dismissal of officials in the jurisdiction, and the military, government and financial affairs are all in one hand. Although Murphy O'Burn himself firmly denied it, claiming that he was the most loyal general to the empire,

But everything in the Southwest District shows that Murphy O'Brien's power in the Southwest District is too great. The 180,000-strong army that conquered the northwest entered the southwest, preparing to rest for a few days before marching to the northwest.

Stanley Spencer's first target was Dahai City, known as the Miracle of the Northwest. It has become the core of the entire Northwest and the most important support point for the source of the chaos in the Northwest. Whether it is military status or economic status, it is undoubtedly They are all the most important, and the most important thing to Stanley Spencer is that Dahai City is the place where the northwest barbarians must save. As long as he marches towards Dahai City with all his strength, he can contain all the 200,000 troops on the northwest coast. trend,

"A quick victory, a complete victory, and everything will end in this miracle city."

Stanley Spencer dared to say that he would occupy the northwest within a month. In fact, he had the intention of a decisive battle. As long as he defeated the northwest coast and then jointly attacked Denia with Rozend, there would be no opponent in the entire northwest who could fight.

In the hot weather in the afternoon, Stanley Spencer was reviewing a report from the northwest. Cicadas could be heard chirping outside the window. The report in his hand made Stanley Spencer's hands tremble slightly.

What a surprise that a civil war broke out in the northwest! After reading the full text, Stanley Spencer was a little unbearably excited. The northwest coast suddenly sent troops to Rosonde. Thirty thousand cavalry appeared silently outside the capital of Rosonde. The northwest was shaken.

"The main force on the northwest coast is now gathered under the capital city of Rosende. The northwest coast is empty. If your Excellency leads the army to advance quickly, it can be achieved in one battle!" Stanley Spencer was so calm that he was able to write such a letter under heavy troops. Even Stanley Spencer felt a little admiration for this. He quickly summoned all the generals and ordered the army to divide into four groups to advance towards the preferred target of Dahai City. near command

At the southwest and northwest borders, a huge army also arrived; cavalry in red cloaks advanced slowly along both sides of the Sone River, and next to them were huge infantry regiments, with black armors in rows and rows. A line of horse-drawn carriages transporting heavy equipment and light and heavy supplies covered the grassland as far as the eye could see. There was no beginning or end in sight.

Riding a war horse on the banks of the Sona River, where the water flowed, the fat man raised his head and stared at the sky, his face solemn.

He received the news from the Southwest District that the Kyoto punitive army had finally started to move. His troops pressed on the capital of Nosend, and indeed attracted the big fish hiding in the Southwest District waiting for an opportunity. The other party used the capital of Nosend as bait, and he was also the bait of the 30,000 cavalry.

Salon rode to his side and said, "Your Majesty, what are you looking at?"

"Flag." The fat man said coldly

"Flag?" Salon was stunned for a moment, and looked in the direction of the fat man's gaze. 170,000 coastal troops are advancing in a strict battle formation. Light cavalry, heavy infantry, light infantry, nearly 170,000 troops are advancing along the river bank, and the military flags are as continuous as the sea.

"Stop" The fat man raised his hand, and the army stopped. The light of the armor covered the river rocks within sight, and the horses' hooves made a noise. And just above this marching army, the black falcon flag was fluttering, and in the dazzling sunlight, the fluttering flag was so conspicuous. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Please search for Piaotian Literature. The novels are better and updated faster!