Realm of Power

At dusk, a team of horses entered Danfeng Town on the northwest and southwest borders.

Because of the tense situation, there were very few people in the entire town. The caravans that used to travel between the two places were no longer visible. The local residents also closed their doors tightly before it got dark. Only the wind blew up the leaves on both sides of the street. Make a swishing sound,

The cavalry entered the town and stopped at a tavern with a sign. The fat man got off his horse and sat down in a simple wine shed. Due to the large reduction in caravans, there was almost no one in the wine shed that used to supply wine to merchants. He saw a group of strong mercenaries coming over. The boss is very nervous. Recently, the caravan mercenaries have no missions, and all of them have bad tempers. They are like barrels of fire. They often gather to cause trouble and smash things.

"Everyone. This is..." The boss was in his forties, and his face turned pale with fear.

"Tonight, we have it covered!"

The fat man threw a yellow-orange gold coin to the boss. The wine shed was very simple, with a table, a few benches, and a few barrels of ale fixed on the table with wooden racks. The total sum of them was at most a dozen silver coins. The boss saw that it was A gold coin, my eyes widened with smiles, I kept saying hello, and went away happily.

The bright red sunset disappeared little by little on the horizon, and the refreshing wind blew. The fat man took a sip of the inconspicuous-looking ale, and narrowed his eyes slightly. A burning sensation went down his throat. 20 guards were lined up around him to guard.

The 170,000-strong army had already set up a battle formation on the Sona River on the border. Naturally, he, the commander-in-chief of the army, had no intention of wandering around. The people who needed to be invited this time were really special, so the fat man had to arrange the army. , come here in person,

The person who invited him was the head of the Southwest District, Murphy O'Brien, and it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

The fat man was very cautious. Although there were only 20 cavalry accompanying him, there were a thousand Guards cavalry 1 mile away from the town. Ten miles away, 3,000 Guards Cavalrymen were waiting in full formation without dismounting. As long as there was any situation, the Guards Cavalry would surge forward.

Moreover, Fatty believed that Murphy O'Brien, who came to attend the meeting, would also make such arrangements. Although Murphy's Dragon Armored Cavalry failed once in his hands, he had to admit it. The Murphy Dragoons are an active and elite force, and Murphy O'Brien is an ambitious hero.

In a short period of time, the situation in the southwest was opened up. With the help of its own strength and the reputation of confronting the northwest, it single-handedly captured the military power. More than 100,000 southwest troops, plus 30,000 Murphy dragon armor heavy cavalry, defeated a What Southwest has built can be said to be impregnable

This time the Gallic Emperor's army conquered the northwest, which was intended to scare the lone wolf in the southwest at the same time. Maybe even after taking over the northwest, the 180,000-strong army turned around and attacked the southwest. The fat man didn't believe that a smart man like Murphy O'Brien couldn't see it.

It was based on this understanding that Fatty decided that Murphy O'Brien would agree to the invitation for a secret meeting.

Waited for half an hour. There was a large sound of horse hooves outside the town. A guard came over nervously and whispered in the fat man's ear, "Your Majesty, the Southwest Army is coming!" The atmosphere suddenly became tense. The guards stood up like lightning and grabbed Lived the weapon. Stand ready.

More than a dozen cavalrymen appeared at the street entrance of the town with a gust of wind. When they saw the black cavalry on the opposite side, their horses' hooves slowed down and they approached cautiously. They stopped twenty steps away from the wine shed and stood opposite them. , is a guard holding a heavy crossbow. On the other side is the Southwest Army, also wearing black armor.

The red torches reflected the faces of the cavalrymen on both sides. The two sides looked at each other. The Southwest Army's hand was on the unsheathed sword, and the Guards Cavalry's fingers were clasped on the crossbow.

The atmosphere was as tense as a bowstring. A slight sound could cause both sides to fly bloody at any time. This was the most dangerous moment. Neither side dared to move for fear of being misunderstood as hostility by the other side, leading to a storm of attacks. .

"Your Excellency Murphy O'Brien, do you and I have to leave the army to meet each other, and we are going to face each other like this forever?"

The fat man chuckled, stood up from his seat, and strode forward a few steps. Just now, he had already recognized Murphy O'Brien, the person in charge of the Southwest District.

Purple hair is rare, and the handsome appearance and the unintentional gaze clearly indicate the identity of the other party. Surrounded by the cavalry of the Southwest Army, the handsome Murphy O'Brien also added A sense of majesty and solemnity.

"Your Excellency is His Majesty Falcon!"

Murphy O'Brien's eyes were fixed on the fat man's face, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face. He looked at the mediocre-looking fat man opposite him with some disbelief. He had never really seen the Vekia Falcon up close, but he still remembered that Southwest In the bet battle with the northwest, the heroic gesture of the Vecia Falcon on the city wall to beat the drums, that kind of majestic domineering, and the sound of the drums that moved the earth, were actually produced by such a mediocre-looking person. It is really surprising Let him be a little surprised

"It's true!" The fat man said calmly with a harmless smile on his face,

"It's really rude!" A trace of shame flashed across Murphy O'Brien's face. He discussed it with his subordinates. A cavalryman walked around and found nothing unusual. Only then did Murphy O'Brien return from the battle. I came down immediately. Although I was full of apologies, my eyes were rolling around.

"Don't worry, there won't be anyone else!" Across the wine shed, the fat man had already stretched out a hand and said, "Mr. Murphy O'Brien, please come in."

"Brush" the guards uniformly moved out of the way and stood on the side of the road,

Murphy O'Burn's expression suddenly became solemn. One of the dozen Southwest Army guards behind him stepped forward, but was stopped by the guards. The guards said coldly, "Except Lord Murphy O'Burn, no one can Go in, and similarly, we only have His Majesty Falcon participating in the talks, and we also need to ask Murphy O'Brien to hand over the weapons he carries!"

As soon as the guards said these words, the guards of the Southwest Army were in an uproar. Murphy O'Brien's expression changed slightly. He is a very cautious person. During this meeting, not only did he wear mail under his clothes, but he also carried a A sharp dagger for self-defense. In this kind of meeting where the enemy and the enemy are unknown, who can guarantee that the other party will not suddenly attack? After all, he is the person in charge of the Southwest District. Killing him will at least cause a shock in the Southwest, which will have a major impact on the current war situation. ,

But when Murphy O'Brien came, he discovered that the Vekia Falcon was indeed astonishingly courageous. His hands were empty, and there was no weapon on his body. Comparing the two. Being so cautious seems too lackluster and courageous.

"Weapons are the soul of a soldier, how can you hand them over casually!" Murphy O'Brien's change also caught the attention of everyone on both sides. In order to save some face, more than a dozen Southwest Army guards began to clamor.

"Forget it, just surrender the weapon. I believe Lord Murphy O'Brien would not do such a thing!" The fat man waved his hand in the wine shed. The Konoe hesitated, clearing the path in front of Jean Murphy O'Brien.

They are just routine, what a character His Majesty the Falcon is! Even a fist can smash the knight's sword into a curved fierce man, so what if the opponent is armed! Of course, if the opponent suddenly attacks because His Majesty has no weapons, he will definitely die without knowing how. His Majesty Falcon has drank so much blood with his soft sword that looks like a belt.

Looking at the murderous guard at the door of the wine shed. Murphy O'Brien was obviously hesitant. He could not find any reason to object to this seemingly fair one-on-one negotiation, and he was embarrassed to say, "This Barbarian King is too powerful. I dare not see him alone." One-on-one negotiations may seem fair, but the identity and means of the other party clearly overwhelm you.

In fact. Anyone who has studied the history of Falcon Empire would argue that this is a fair interview. One is a top master who has fought all over the Ikadiva continent without encountering an opponent, while Murphy O'Brien is just a wise general who is not good at force.

If he really moved his hand, it would take less than five seconds for the Vekia Falcon to pierce his throat with a sword.

"I should have known this. I should have brought Murphy Lins!" Murphy O'Brien gritted his teeth with some annoyance. Due to his physical condition, he was not a brave general, and Murphy Lins was the number one in the family. A fierce general was originally going to follow, but in order not to arouse the suspicion of the crusade, Murphy O'Brien let Murphy Lins stay at the Southwest Army base camp. to cope with possible changes

"Mr. Murphy O'Brien, if you don't have the guts to come in and talk alone this time when you invite me, I will be really disappointed!" The fat man heard the hesitant footsteps of Murphy O'Brien outside and did not look back. , the torches were brightly lit outside, but there was only one oil lamp lit in the wine shed, and the big light swayed dimly in the wind.

Vekia Falcon sat in front of the rough table. He just sat upright, but the pressure had already appeared through his tall and straight body. At this moment, no one would remember his mediocre appearance, which was a kind of Just a wave of his hand can make people feel infinite pressure on their backs

"Fart, what am I afraid of!" Murphy O'Brien is a soldier after all. This sentence immediately aroused his blood. He boldly walked into the wine shed and sat down in front of the fat man. He snorted, "Your Majesty Falcon." , Is this the courtesy of hospitality in the northwest? I came here sincerely to attend the appointment. Isn’t your majesty worried about the 180,000 Gallic troops approaching the border?

"Worried, of course I am worried! But I know that there are people who are more worried than me!" The fat man sneered at the corner of his mouth, picked up the wine glass and took another sip.

"What do you mean?" Murphy O'Brien's expression changed. He glanced at the simple mud bowl. He was holding the bowl but didn't have the guts to drink it. It doesn't matter whether it's dirty or not, but if poison is poured into it, what to do? .

"Isn't it?" The fat man raised his head and looked at Murphy O'Brien, whose face was pale. Two black pupils shone slightly in the darkness, like the most dazzling stars in the night sky, and said slowly, "Gaul Army" Although the pressure is terrible, our northwest territory has already been well prepared. The entire territory has been mobilized, and our troops are even more than his. As long as one army moves forward, other forces will fight at any time. The opponent's secret plan, Rosende, was also defeated by me. Thousands of cavalry were restrained,

"Without this secret seed to fuel the fire, the opponent has no choice but to attack by force. Although the opponent's troops are fierce, is my northwest coast a vegetarian? If you want to swallow my Xinhai City in one bite, you won't be afraid that it will collapse before you bite it. A mouth full of teeth!

"On the contrary, it's the southwest. Why do I think the real target of this 180,000-strong army is actually the southwest?" The fat man paused, then changed his voice and said in a condensed voice.

"This is absolutely impossible!" Murphy O'Brien's face was gloomy and difficult to distinguish. In fact, he was struck by the idea that the fat man had been unwilling to agree with.

"It's really impossible, or your Excellency simply doesn't want to think that way!" The fat man looked sternly, and said slowly with a slight curl of his mouth, "Although your Southwest Army has more than 100,000 soldiers, they are all regular Gallic troops. Once the opponent finds out that the North When there is no way to advance, the army can turn around according to the trend. If you capture your Southwest in one fell swoop, do you have to rely on the Gallic army to fight against the Gallic army? At that time, your Southwest Army would be like giving it to others in vain! The Gaul Emperor's 180,000-strong army cannot defeat the Northwest. But if we only deal with the southwest, it is more than enough.”

"Furthermore, it is said that the logistics for the 180,000-strong army this time are all provided by the Southwest. Isn't this a typical Southwest conspiracy against you?"

The fat man's voice stopped, and he saw Murphy O'Brien was silent. But a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and he knew that he had hit on the weakness of this southwestern hero, and continued, "I heard that Stanley Binsey, who is the commander-in-chief this time, is a famous general on the battlefield in eastern Gaul. He must be very powerful in the eastern part of Gaul." It can be said that Murphy Dragon Armor on the battlefield knows everything about you. By appointing such a guy who knows your details very well as the northwest commander, His Majesty the Emperor's attitude towards you has been very clear.

"If the opponent successfully captures the northwest, it will be like hanging a sharp sword over the head of the southwest. You can easily get rid of the worry in the southwest. If attacking the northwest is not ideal, you can take the opportunity to withdraw the southwest army. What do you think of the position in the southwest? It's impossible to be stable anymore

"You're talking nonsense..." Murphy O'Brien glared at the fat man, his face turned red and his mouth opened but in the end he couldn't speak. Murphy O'Brien is not an arrogant person. Instead, he was more cautious than most people. He is also more concerned about the changes in the situation for him. When he spoke from the perspective of Julius Fort in Kyoto, Gaul, he was not planning to please the northwest. As long as the northwest is stable, he can face various challenges in the southwest without any worries. ,

But no one expected that His Majesty the Emperor was well aware of this situation. Crossed the southwest and struck directly to the northwest.

Although what Weixia Falcon said was unpleasant, the truth was very correct. Although the Southwest Army was under his control, it was still the regular army of the Gallic Empire. Once you raise the flag of rebellion, it would be good if only one-tenth of the people are willing to play with you. Murphy's Dragon Armored Cavalry is indeed loyal, but even though there are 30,000 in number, they cannot carry it alone if they are weak. Facing the fierce attack of the 180,000-strong Gallic Union Army, the other side took this opportunity to retreat to the southwest and took away all the troops and financial resources they had worked so hard to manage. The troop strength can reach a considerable 300,000. When Stanley Binsey sends troops to the northwest with a strong force, he will definitely be able to wipe out the army with overwhelming force. From a strategic point of view, it is very likely that His Majesty the Emperor has this idea in his heart.

"Let's be honest, what do you want me to do?"

Murphy O'Brien's heart was shaking. He was already a very decisive person. A trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes as he gritted his teeth. Under the bean-like light, his handsome face was full of cyan. Since the Vekia Falcon was looking for him, He must be trying to deal with the 180,000 Gauls Regarding the military matter, if it were not for the fact that the preparations had not been completed and the Southwest Army was not all under control, raising the rebel flag too early would only lead to the separation of the rebels. Murphy O'Brien might have clearly targeted his 180,000-strong army here. Lu Dajun stabbed him in the back.

"I heard that Southwest is responsible for the logistics of the army?" The fat man looked at Murphy O'Brien with a determined look on his face. Knowing that this guy had finally made up his mind, he said, "Your Excellency only needs to do some work on the logistics, and we will leave the rest to us. Take responsibility for yourself!”

"Logistics? This is difficult!" Murphy O'Brien knew what the Vecchia Falcon was planning. When he defeated the 100,000-strong Southwest Army, he adopted a tactic of cutting off the logistics line in one fell swoop. But this time it obviously didn't work and he shook his head. ,

Murphy O'Brien smiled bitterly and said, "Although I am responsible for the logistics in the southwest, His Majesty the Emperor personally sent 10,000 Imperial Guards as the material supervision team. If I deliberately deduct or fail to distribute, I will be arrested by the material supervision team. Don't look at it. I am the person in charge of the Southwest District, and the person in charge of the team this time is a senior general from the Ministry of Military Affairs. He is no worse than me in terms of status! Once a problem is discovered, he can even directly issue an arrest warrant for me, and this is a 10,000-year ban. The Guards are enough to ensure food security!"

"There are many ways to tamper with people. The heavy rains in May this year overturned it. Didn't your grain storage suffer any loss at all?" The fat man chuckled and decided to give this guy some pointers. "I believe there should be many granaries that were damaged by the rain." Soak, the grain inside has also been soaked! I heard that you took out all the grain to dry it and then sold it, "Those grains. . . . . . . "Murphy O'Brien was stunned for a moment when he heard that.

"They were all bought by my merchant, but they were found out when they were crossing the border and were seized. The merchant has been executed!" The fat man said slowly and sinisterly, "As for the grain, I can send someone to secretly deliver it to you. !”

"It's not like using food that has been soaked in water as food for the army..." Murphy O'Brien was shocked by the fat man's idea. He was also the commander-in-chief of an army and knew very well that wet food would be damaged by the sun. Dried food can easily cause diseases in the military when eaten. Soldiers will suffer from vomiting and diarrhea, which will soon spread.

The plague is the most terrifying thing in this era. Not to mention an army of hundreds of thousands, even an army of one million will fall apart.

"Although it sounds a bit excessive, compared with the crisis in the southwest, which choice do you think is better!" said the fat man. "The southwest is short of food now. It used to be able to buy it from us. Now the trade route is cut off. Are you ready to ignore the hundreds of thousands of people in the southwest and use the remaining food as military rations?

Once the situation of the northward army is unfavorable, I dare to assert that the other side will plunder the southwest to maintain this war. At that time, even if you appeal to the higher-ups, who will care!" (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 novel is better and updated faster!