Realm of Power

"Pa" A pair of horse hooves with black rings and white strips stepped into the Sona River, splashing white water.

An attendant came on horseback and reminded the Duke of Denia, who was deep in thought, "Your Majesty, ten miles ahead is the base camp of the Falcon Army! Do you think we need to camp here? If we go to Falcon If we set up camp again, people who didn’t know would think we were the Falcon Army!”

The Duke of Denia was riding his favorite war horse Black Star. The semi-shallow shoal just barely covered the horse's hooves. The Sona River in front of him was the boundary line between the northwest and southwest. Fifty miles to the west was the outlet to the sea. The Gallic army chose four routes. Advancing to the northwest, aiming directly at Dahai City in the northwest,

The main direction of the Gallic army's advance is the Sona River near its outlet. This depression created by the river for thousands of years cannot be built to block the fortress. The river is fifty meters wide, rolling rapidly, and difficult to cross, but for The Gallic army with an army of 180,000 Generally speaking, the 50-meter river surface is just a larger mud ditch. It is said that Stanley Spencer, the commander of the Gallic army, once said with a smile that even if one person dropped a branch, an army of 180,000 people would be enough to destroy this river. The Sona River, which can barely be called a river, is blocked.

"Besides us, what other forces have arrived?"

The Duke on the war horse stared seriously and deeply at the Sona River that has been flowing for countless years in front of him. The rushing river water rolled up a splash of water, and a section of green branches that rolled up and down rolled up and set up a silver light, and the branches rushed away. , until finally disappearing without a trace with the water flow,

"I went up the river and saw the military flags of Tarbert, Skivo, Vili, Losso, and Zekelia." The attendant hesitated for a moment, then recalled, with a slight curl of the corner of his mouth. The previous practices were roughly the same, and they were not integrated into the northwest coast army. Instead of setting up camp together, they took advantage of the situation and distributed the camps independently within two to five miles to the left and right of the Falcon Army. The total strength of the troops was about 15,000. For these small areas, it was considered possible to mobilize troops. At the limit, only we in Denia have dispatched the most troops.”

"Where are the Rozendians?"

The Duke of Denia withdrew his gaze from the river, his eyes flickering like a gust of wind blowing across the river. Under his sight, the Denia army was lining up in several formations to cross the long pole beside the river. All German troops were wearing heavy armor. Nia infantry, the river beach is all soft ground, it has just rained. The soldiers' feet stepped on the road by the river, sinking deeply into the soft mud by the river. The armor and spears were polished by the cold, dragging out a long steel dragon on the road. This time the Duke of Denia brought Twenty thousand people, all elite heavy infantry who have been trained for a long time, tens of thousands of people, except for the clatter of footsteps. No one to talk to, walking in silence

The recent situation has made every Denian feel stressed.

Raosende, one of the two major forces in the lower northwest, has collapsed, leaving an army of 100,000 empty. However, with a casual wave of the Vekia Falcon, he was out of breath.

He was hit directly to the heart and even the capital didn't know about it, and became a joke throughout the northwest. Without Rosende to share the pressure, Denia was the only one in the northwest that could compete with the northwest coast, but Denia was not Rosende. The Duke of Denia is not the new Duke of Rassende who thinks he is smart.

The Duke of Denia has always regarded himself as a soldier, using iron fist to unify the country. His national power is not the strongest, but his military power is the strongest.

The northwest coast army stationed in the Sona River section, obviously preparing to stop the Gallic army here. Under pressure, other northwest forces also led their troops to come. Although the goal of the Gallic army is Xinhai City on the northwest coast, the entire northwest knows , if Xinhai City falls, the entire northwest will be exposed to the Gallic army. When the northwest coast retreats, it will be its turn to be unlucky.

Therefore, this battle for the fate of the northwest affects the nerves of the entire northwest. Facing the 180,000 Gallic army that vowed to march to the northwest, the upper and lower northwest regions that once fought fiercely but have reintegrated rarely show a trace of unity. , as the overlord of the lower northwest, the Duke of Denia certainly does not want to fall behind others.

"I don't see the Rozendian flag!"

The attendant had a strange look on his face, curled his lips, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Actually, even if they are allowed to come, would they dare to come? The majestic Rosende's army of 100,000 people was frightened by the 30,000 cavalry of the Vecian Falcon. The people from the northwest shouted fiercely, but at the moment of national honor and disgrace, there was not even a single person to take the lead!

"It's really a shame for Denia to be juxtaposed with such a country. The northwest coast only showed its claws a little bit, and the new Duke of Rosende shriveled up. He really thought that the northwest land was where he grew up. Idiots who grew up in Kyoto can afford it! But I don’t understand one thing. The 30,000-strong army of the Vekia Falcon has already approached the capital of Rosend, why don’t they attack it directly?”

"If the Vecchia Falcon captures Rosende, everyone in the northwest will be in danger now! Where can there be such a united situation? On this point, I have to admit that the Vecchia Falcon has grasped it very well!" Denis Duke Ya sneered at the corner of his mouth and said

"The little guy from Rosende is completely overestimating his capabilities this time! He wanted to climb up to have a good view, but he was slapped down by the Vekia Falcon. Some time ago, Rosende suddenly appeared, and he seemed to be the number one in the northwest. The forces regard themselves as such, shouting that the northwest is the northwest for northwest people, and using their momentum to issue joint invitations to all forces.

"It's clear that he wants to take advantage of the situation and become the leader of the upper and lower northwest alliances, overwhelming the northwest coast. That guy really thinks that if he raises his arms, others will follow him! Among countries, strength is the first, and the forces in the northwest are... Remember, just a few months ago, the sharp iron hooves of the Vecian Falcon had effortlessly crushed the alliance in the lower northwest, killing several countries in the lower northwest into rivers of blood. More than 100,000 troops were killed on the northwest coast. Sweep"

"How long has it been?" the Duke of Denia said with a hint of disdain. "Someone dares to touch the tiger butt of the Vecchia Falcon. It's really boring. Everyone is waiting to see the joke. This challenge to the northwest coast." The guy with the courage of the overlord, does he have to bear the consequences of this? It's a pity that he has to bear the consequences. Who knew that this guy is actually an embroidered pillow. If he doesn't take action, he will be killed if he takes action! The insidious guy stepped hard into the graveyard"

"Sure enough, less than five days after the announcement was issued by Rosende, who was so proud of himself, various places were still waiting to see and waver. The situation changed in a way that no one expected. The 30,000-strong army of the Vekia Falcon killed the enemy with one blow. Unexpectedly, they entered Rosende without any hindrance. The soldiers arrived at the gate of the capital city of Rosende. In addition to the frightened capital city of Sende, it also lost two major counties without a trace. Other Sende regions unexpectedly turned a cold eye to the predicament of the capital city. It was obvious that no one wanted to be a loyal minister for the so-called The new master provoked the Vecian Falcon, which was enough to crush the 30,000 cavalry of Rosende."

"It's not a competition of the same level at all!"

Duke Denia's sneer stopped and he raised the riding crop in his hand. Looking at the rolling river water, he said to himself, "Sometimes I really miss the time when the old fox was still there. Although the two sides were sometimes enemies and sometimes friends, at least we could work together when facing external pressure. Unlike now, I, Denis, I can only support it in isolation! I don’t know how long I can support it in the end!” Duke Denia seemed to have something in mind. Smiling bitterly, "Actually, whether it's Denia or the entire northwest. Just like the branch that was rolled up by the current was completely involuntary, and the torrent that was rushing forward was undoubtedly the one that was in the limelight and was swallowed up without any blood. After visiting two important areas in Rosende, the Vekia Falcon came directly to the capital city of Rosende!

"Your Majesty the Duke..."

Hearing Duke Denia's words, the attendant's eyes were complicated and he was silent for a moment. The 170,000 northwest coast army. This is a military force that makes the entire northwest bow its head, not to mention the unpredictable tactics of the Vekia Falcon. No wonder even the Duke, who has always been firm-minded, is shaken!

You have to fight. I will fight! The strength of the northwest coast is so direct that although the forces in the northwest are frightened, they are also impressed by it. Even Denia, who regards the northwest coast as a comparison target, feels deeply about the iron-blooded style of the northwest coast army. Thumbs up, worthy of the peerless courage of the Lord of the Northwest who has suppressed many forces in the northwest. Facing the 180,000 Gallic army, without too much nonsense, he gathered an army of 170,000 and headed for the border at once. The northwest was shaken, and everyone All the forces on the other side were moved,

All kinds of accusations against the Northwest Coast disappeared without a trace overnight. Instead, the reputation of the Northwest Coast climbed from the bottom line to the top like a spring. At this time, who dares to say that the Northwest Coast is afraid of death and avoids war? Who dares to say that the Vekia Falcon has no guts?

There was no such nonsense as the Duke of Locke in Rassende who shouted "The northwest is the northwest for the northwest people", and there was no need to bring together other forces to discuss before the war, who would pay more and who would pay less.

Under the spread eagle wings of Vecia's falcon, there was a sea of ​​swords and guns on the northwest coast. It seemed that the rolling caravans had turned into an army. The 170,000-strong army went straight into the Sona River, the important border area, and faced the Sona River on the opposite side. The advancing Gaulian army of 180,000 people set up a battle situation.

"As a big country, you must act like a big country!" The Duke of Denia looked at the rolling rapids on the river, a trace of determination flashed on his face, and he rejected the attendant's suggestion that the Falcon Army camp separately. Well, just say that I, Denia, came as promised! "

"Yes, Your Majesty the Duke! The attendant turned around and left,

In the evening, the Denian army arrived at the Falcon Army camp. The Duke of Denia saw the Falcon Army camp in front. Rows of horses tied with trees were placed on the river bank, and hundreds of high platforms were built like Like bamboo shoots springing up on the river embankment, there are ridges, rows of fences, and heavy ballistae at the four corners. The cold light flashes like huge spear-like arrowheads, making any enemy who attempts to forcibly cross the river have to weigh it in their hearts first. Countless military tents fill the open space behind the river beach, and the light of countless torches is like being dragged out along the ten-mile river bank. A river of starlight, so majestic that people can’t help but think of the word magnificent.

The shimmering shadow of the water is reflected on the wooden fence on the river bank. The sound of the waves of the river hits the river beach, making a swishing sound, just like the sound of a soldier's armor rubbing against his body during a fierce battle.

"So strong." The Duke of Denia tightened his grip on the reins of the war horse and muttered to himself in a low voice, "At least I know where the maximum of my ability is. At most, I am just a local tycoon. And the Vekia Falcon, Wherever you look! . . One day, I will live up to Deniya’s name!

On May 27, 20,000 people from the Duke of Denia arrived at the Sona River battlefield, and on May 28, a total of 37,000 people from the northwestern regions of Tarbert, Skivo, Vili, Losso, and Zekelia Arriving at the Sona River battlefield, on May 29, 15,000 people from the Principality of Dunkirk arrived. On May 30, Vecchia Falcon personally swore an oath and arranged the battle. A total of 230,000 troops spread out along the Sona River.

After a year of hard work, the fat man stood on the oath-taking platform and looked at the army below. The spears were like snow, and the metal shields were more impressive than the sparkling waves of the Sona River. After a year of hard work, he finally gave Northwest the ability to shoot down Sirius' bowstring.

June 2, morning,

The calm Sona River finally began to vibrate. In the white mist, there are crowds of people.

Thousands of troops and horses emerged from the mist of the mountain opposite, and the heads were so densely packed that they could not be counted. The Gallic army, which was a mixture of infantry and cavalry, continuously drove out from the forest at the foothills opposite. The rumble of hooves and footsteps resounded throughout the foothills. , the soldiers and horses set off a yellow dust mist,

The flying flag was looming in the dust and fog in the sky, like a black cloud pressing towards the river beach.

"Attention. It's the army from the northwest!" A Gallic officer on horseback reined in his horse violently by the river. Behind him was a group of cavalry. The cavalry's cloak rushed into the shallows like a leaping red line. . The horses' hooves raised the water vapor on the river, and the wind roared against the cavalry's armor. The long spears of the Gallic lancers were washed by the rain and shone brightly, and the reflected light in the mist shone in the eyes.

"Prepare for battle!"

Following the order, on the river beach opposite the river bank, the phalanx of the northwest army also quickly unfolded, with swords like mountains. The guns were like a forest, the sea of ​​steel was dazzling, and the wooden buildings on the riverside also quickly rose up with thick black smoke. For a time, more than ten lines of thick smoke rose in the wind from different locations along the river, like black columns rising straight into the sky.

"shooting!"

The two sides started fighting directly across fifty meters of the river. Dense clusters of arrows shot across the river. The archers pressed forward one by one. The arrows covered the sky like locusts, like countless light spots that suddenly burst out with powerful force. The shooting line formed a death line at the entrance along the river.

"Ah" you can constantly see the soldier who was shot in the body shaking a few times before being washed away by the surging river water, turning into a splash of terrifying bright red.

"Your Majesty, black smoke is rising from 11 sentry towers in the upper reaches of the Sona River! The other party used archers to launch a fierce attack. It is initially estimated that it should be a test attack." A guard hurriedly broke into the fat man's military tent and whispered in the fat man's ear. said

"Why is it upstream?" The fat man raised his head unexpectedly and looked at the map of the Sona River on the wall. When he heard the report, he frowned slightly.

The Gallic army's fierce attack on the first day was expected. Just as they did not know the specific crossing point of the Gallic army's advance, the Gallic army also did not know the strength of the defenses on this section of the river. There were more than 100,000 troops and thousands of people. The casualties can still be borne, but the location where the opponent launched the attack is illogical. According to Fatty’s prediction, the enemy If you want to forcibly cross the river, the best place to cross the river must be here. However, the report he received made Fatty have to re-examine the map on the desktop. Most of the more than ten black smoke coming into contact with the enemy were concentrated in the upper reaches, near Haikou. The position is not there. Is it because the opponent's commander is not familiar with the terrain, or does he have other intentions? Fatty's pen marked a big question mark on the map.

"Your Majesty, I went upstream to take a look. The fighting was too chaotic. The opponent's archers came in droves. I'm afraid those upstream will collapse?" Salon hurriedly walked in from the outside in confusion.

"Collapse? I dare not say about the others. At least the Denians can withstand it. On the first day of the battle, the opponent will not press forward with all their strength!" The fat man was silent for a moment and shook his head. "Compared with the collision upstream, I'm more concerned about the enemy's true intentions!"

"The real intention? Your Majesty means that the other party is deliberately attacking upstream first to attract our attention!" Salon's eyes flashed with a cold light. He is also an experienced general, and he quickly realized what his master meant.

"Yes, if you were leading the army, where would you choose to cross the river?" The fat man nodded, looked away from the map, and turned around

"Naturally, it's downstream. The closer the river is to the outlet, the more water surface and silt will be deposited. Eventually, a large alluvial plain will be formed at the outlet. The water flow will begin to become gentle. Under normal circumstances, even walking can cross it. Go over there." Salon stared at the map for a few times and said with certainty.

"I thought so too, but now it seems that the opponent is more sophisticated than we thought." The fat man placed the pen heavily on the map, curled his lips slightly, and said, "The opponent's commander obviously also saw that our center of gravity is downstream, so As soon as we come, we will concentrate our forces to attack the upper reaches, hoping to attract the attention of our army. If the attraction is successful, we will take the opportunity to seize the lower reaches. If we sit back and do nothing, we will simply attack the upper reaches and let the army swim across the upper reaches. "

"This guy must be a lunatic!" Salon's face turned pale.

"Stanley Spencer, a famous general in the eastern battlefield of the Gallic Empire. According to the information I got, what this guy is best at is attacking by force and defeating the enemy with force. Once he unexpectedly breaks through the upper reaches and sweeps across with all his strength, our troops on the riverside will be destroyed." If you spread your defenses, you are just a fish waiting to be slaughtered." The fat man took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Rumble" the muffled thunder in the sky sounded among the low clouds,

"My lord, the enemy reinforcements have arrived, and the Third Army had to give up halfway through its attack!" A Gallic messenger galloped over on horseback and dismounted in a woods downstream.

Beside the tributary of the river in the woods, a middle-aged man of about forty years old was squatting by the river, throwing a big stone in his fist into the turbulent river.

After seeing the stone sinking to the bottom of the water, the middle-aged man stood up with satisfaction, patted the soil in his hand, and said, "Immediately block the water flow in all nearby tributaries and rivers. Our army will walk across the Sona River!" (To be completed Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!