Realm of Power

Ten miles outside Laixi City

The wilderness illuminated by the blazing fire left only a scorched black after being swept away by the fire. There was no longer any trace of the rolling golden color that made people excited when they saw it. There were many Gallic farmers shaking on these lands, and their eyes were dull. Standing in the field, watching that after a year of hard work, it was time to harvest in just ten days. This fire made all the farmers in Lacey City stupid. The fire had been extinguished for three days, but it was still there. There are tens of thousands of people stranded here,

"Why, why is this happening!"

Seeing the charred earth under his feet covered with a layer of ashes from burning wheat straw, an old farmer finally couldn't help but knelt down, held up a handful of ashes with trembling hands, and burst into tears. This year is However, in this rare good year, all the farmers in Laixi still hope to harvest more. Apart from leaving most of it to the gentlemen in the city, they finally have no choice but to harvest more. With a little more left over, the whole family can survive this year's cruel winter safely, instead of having to run out of food before the winter is over like in previous years. In the last month, they almost rely on the fields. Every year, some people freeze to death due to lack of food in winter, especially the frail elderly.

For the upcoming harvest, the city was even organizing celebrations, but the fire that lit up the sky made everything for them come to nothing.

A group of heavily armored Gallic cavalry appeared on the edge of the scorched black earth. Their eyes swept over the scorched earth in front of them with sorrow. The leader of the Gallic Eighth Legion, Heberli, raised his hands and loudly ordered, "Stop advancing." "

"Sir, we were attacked by the enemy three days ago. Although we have been driven away by our army, we can't guarantee that the enemy will not come back! There are still 10 miles to Lacey. Let's rest there."

A nervous-looking Gallic general stopped his horse beside Heberli. His eyes seemed a little panicked, and he kept looking around. It seems that he is afraid that if he speaks, the black cavalry that makes people feel like a nightmare will come like the wind.

"Roy Guyen, if I hear you say such frustrating words again, even if I try to be hated by Mr. Roy, I will cut off your head with my own hands!" Hearing the words of this general, He, who was riding on the horse, Baili said with a heavy face,

"Ah! This, this subordinate is thinking entirely for the safety of your lord, and it's public-spirited!" The Gallic general shrank his head when he was frightened by He Baili's words,

He is General Roy Gein of the Fifth Infantry Regiment. It was he who encountered six enemy cavalry attacks overnight, and almost ordered a retreat. A Gallic infantry regiment had 20,000 people according to its establishment, and the cavalry of the northwest rebels who attacked the lord's station had only 20,000 soldiers. The total number of front and back was at most three to four thousand, and the main infantry regiment of 20,000 people disintegrated and evacuated without understanding the situation at all. If you tell me, it almost becomes a joke to the entire legion.

"Public minded? Can a public minded person ignore the orders of the Legion Headquarters and go hunting in the mountains? And almost ordered the entire army to flee?" He Baili snorted displeasedly on his face.

"That was a complete accident..." Roy Gein's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, complaining about the general who almost made an own goal. Everyone pretended not to hear,

This attack was so sudden that almost everyone did not expect that the northwest cavalry was like a sharp arrow. In an instant, the weak outer defense line of the Eighth Army was penetrated. The reason why it was called the outer line was because it was the place where the enemy appeared and launched the attack. They are not areas where the main force is stationed. Otherwise, how could such a situation occur in an area where a hundred thousand troops are entrenched, plus more than a dozen fortresses and cities? The enemy cavalry just passed through quickly. Although there were losses, but Compared with the main force of the 100,000-strong army, the casualties of thousands of patrols were only the scale of a scout confrontation.

Only General Roy Gein is asking for his own misfortune.

When the legion headquarters ordered all the troops to rest and prepare for war, he unexpectedly saw the beautiful autumn scenery here, with high autumn fields and fertile fields. He couldn't help but arouse the idea of ​​hunting in the mountains, and led more than 3,000 troops under his command to surround a mountain. , getting ready to enjoy the feeling of hunting in the mountains,

Who knew that they would be attacked by rebel cavalry from the northwest that night?

The more than 3,000 troops in his headquarters were attacked and dispersed by a storm of cavalry before they could respond. At the critical moment, the general put on a soldier's uniform and blended in with the soldiers to escape. Unfortunately, the Falcon Cavalry in charge of the attack did not know this. These people all over the mountain are as chaotic as chasing ducks Among the running soldiers, there was a main infantry commander of the Eighth Legion of Gaul. He only made some harassment as planned and then quickly penetrated deeper into the area. This infantry commander luckily escaped, otherwise, He may have become the first high-ranking Gallic officer captured in this battle.

In the distance, a group of cavalry holding the Gallic flag was coming towards them. Seeing Heberli's flag, the Gallic cavalry quickly turned around and ran towards this side.

"It's Lo Bruce from the 3rd Infantry Regiment!" Roy Gaien said with some gloating, looking at the middle-aged general with a stern face at the front of the oncoming cavalry, and the general's cloak fluttering in the wind behind him. But yes, Lacey City is his defense area. He allowed the enemy cavalry to burn down all the wheat fields outside the city. Loblos bears an unshirkable responsibility! "

Just as he was speaking, the group of Gallic cavalry was approaching. Lobrus reined in his horse twenty meters away, jumped off the horse, trotted all the way to Hebaili, the commander of the Eighth Legion of Gaul, and stood at attention. He saluted and shouted, "Lobrus, the Third Infantry Regiment of the Eighth Legion of Gaul, pays homage to the Commander of the Legion!"

"Tell me the truth, how is the situation in Lacey City? As the largest grain storage point in the Solas region, the other party just set a fire and then showed no intention to show it?" He Baili nodded slightly at him, treating it as In return, he immediately asked in a serious tone, Laixi is not only the largest grain-producing area, but also the most important grain storage area. The management seems a bit too strict, but the granary in Lacey City must always be maintained to maintain a hundred thousand troops. On a one-month basis

"My subordinates didn't understand either. They were also surprised when they received the news that northwest rebels were attacking the border outside the city. However, for the sake of safety and considering that Laixi is where our army is stationed for food, I chose to order to hold on and sit back and watch. The wheat fields about to be harvested outside the city were destroyed, but the other party seemed to have only So, except for some food losses outside the city, everything else is fine! "Lobrus raised his head and replied firmly with a frown on his face. "The other cavalry seemed to be heading for the wheat fields that were about to be harvested outside the city, so it was I'm very confused!"

"Lacey, Bitlu, Antill... This is weird!"

Hearing the report that everything was fine in Lobulus, the commander of the Eighth Army, Hebeli, accidentally touched his chin with his right hand. These were all areas where wheat fields were burned. The goal of the northwest cavalry was very clear, which was to produce several major industries in the Solas area. For grain fields, the method is also unanimously to use wild burning.

In a sense, several large grain-producing areas were almost completely burned;

This year's food production in the Solas region will be less than one-fifth of the previous year, but this will have a minimal impact on the army that already has warehouses to store food. Although the loss is not large, it will not have a great impact on the morale of our army. Small

Just to shock you before the battle, you would do this, unless the opponent is in a hurry!

A wry smile appeared on the corner of He Baili's mouth. All the troops were reporting the discovery of rebels. This kind of pressure made Hebery, the commander of the Eighth Army, who had always been relatively calm, finally unable to sit still because he had no time to assemble. The scattered infantry regiments were nothing but scattered sand. Not to mention chasing them, even their tails were not touched.

In order to stop the enemy from running around. An infantry regiment was hurriedly sent out from the legion headquarters to intercept,

Because they were unfamiliar with the terrain, this infantry regiment was led by the northwest cavalry for two days. He was bitten wildly by the northwest rebel cavalry who turned back.

The infantry regiment of more than 20,000 people lost more than 5,000 people. Even the commander of the group, Melimanda, almost had the northwest rebel cavalry who set up an ambush be killed on the spot.

It is said that the northwest warrior Salon, who led the northwest rebels this time, took the lead and was unstoppable. He almost killed Melimanda alive with just one blow of his sword. This caused the morale of the army to be shaken and everyone was shocked. He was killed before the battle was complete. As many as 10,000 cavalry rushed in forcefully, and the troops were defeated like a mountain. When the opponent left, they put up a flag saying "Salon is here for a visit".

When the news came, Hebery was so angry that he almost vomited blood. This northwest rebel named Salon was too arrogant!

His Eighth Army of Gaul is the main infantry corps. As for the cavalry that comes and goes like the wind, it is basically difficult to keep up with the opponent as long as the opponent deliberately avoids it. However, the opponent's cavalry can use its high mobility to drag itself in circles. ,

The opposing commander was obviously a veteran in this field, and he seized the opportunity to bite him back.

These short three days were the most chaotic three days since the establishment of the Eighth Army. There were scattered troops everywhere. By the time the Eighth Army recovered from the rapid attack, it could assemble an army large enough to surround the opponent. , the 30,000 northwest rebel cavalry had quickly withdrawn, like a fox that had just eaten a big meal, causing chaos in the chicken coop called the Eighth Army, then wiped his mouth, patted his butt and left. , leaving behind a group of frightened hens.

"Sir Lobrus, the other party has made such a big noise. Tens of thousands of cavalry are rushing in among a hundred thousand troops, just to set off a spectacular wildfire? Are you kidding! Are you sure you are not hiding anything?" Luo next to him Egain said in a bad tone, blinking at the surprised Loblos, as if he was picking on something.

"Lord Roygain, please don't use your head without any sense of honor to measure the quality of a soldier!" Luo Bruce's face suddenly turned ugly. For a soldier and aristocrat, honor comes first. There is something in his words. It is obvious that he urgently needs to find a few unlucky guys like him. This bastard who completely abandoned his honor in the face of danger actually uses his own standards to measure others. If Lord Hebery hadn't been here, he would have to This can't be called a military coward at all. He was beaten to pieces.

"Soldiers are not people who sit back and watch the enemy sweep through the wheat fields that are about to be harvested outside the city, but still shrink into the city and dare not come out!"

Roy Gein's tone was harsh and sharp. He had already been completely embarrassed this time. If he could drag a few other people into the water, he wouldn't stand out so much and become the laughing stock of the entire legion. He might even become the laughing stock of the entire high school after his return. The laughingstock of the Lu military community!

"Roy Guyon, I want you to take back the rude words you just said, otherwise I will challenge you to a duel!" Lobrus was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and his fingers even grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"What? You know you are in the wrong, and you want to use force to solve it?" Roy Gaien said with a cold smile, "Is this what you call the quality of a soldier?"

"That's enough! The Eighth Army has already made the Sixth Army laugh this time! Just stop!" Hebery looked at the two subordinates who were like bullfights, and an anger suddenly rose on his face. What time is it? The tens of thousands of cavalrymen from the northwest rebels can't possibly set fire to burn down the wheat fields! And if the other party dares to come once, they dare to come again. If we can't find the opponent's target, we will wait. A bigger crisis!"

"Well..., maybe the other party is here for food!" Roy Gaien glanced at Legion Commander Hebery's face that turned pale with anger, curled his lips, and said to himself

"Stupid!" Loblos next to him curled his lips in disdain. "Even without this year's new grain, the previous grain harvest is enough to support an army of 200,000 for more than a month!"

"It's hard to say. What if there isn't that much grain stored in the city? It might be less than a month, but ten days or a few days!" Roy Gein seemed very convinced and made random remarks. "You know it. The city." The local army was in charge of the granary first. The original combat mechanism was decades ago. Who still doesn’t understand those guys? They depend on the mountains, the water, and the grain. Of course, they sell the old grain and use the new grain! The routine of supplementing food supplies is very old-fashioned! "

"You're talking nonsense!"

Lobrus' eyes widened with anger and he completely exploded.

When he took over the granary from the local garrison, he specifically checked the grain. It was really full of more than thirty large granaries, stacked on top of each other. More than thirty meters high, at that moment, Lobros felt so small. When he thrust the sword in his hand, the white wheat flour was like a waterfall, dazzling people!

Hearing Roy Gein's words, Hebery, who had been confused before, suddenly changed his expression. He turned around, mounted his horse, and ordered to Lobros, 'Let's go to the granary and take a look!'

'Sir, you won't really listen to his nonsense! I can guarantee with my own life that there will be no problem with the granary in the city.' Loblos was anxious.

'Stop talking nonsense, you can't afford the life and death of hundreds of thousands of troops, even if I give you ten more heads!'

The heavy gloom on Hebery's face made Lobros shudder subconsciously.

He glanced hard at Roy Gaien, who was also staying there, and felt a little shaken in his heart. No, could it be that the situation mentioned by the crow's mouth really existed? If so, then the large-scale advance of the northwest rebels would be a big surprise. That's enough to explain.

The three of them went straight to the granary storage area in Lacey City. Lacey City was originally built to store grain for the army. The granary accounted for one-half of the city's area. There were many sentries along the way. It was obvious that Loblos We attach great importance to the defense of the granary, with tens of thousands of troops deployed on several levels inside and outside, plus several outer walls similar to small city walls, it is truly impregnable.

‘Jeff, open the warehouse door immediately!’ Lobros called to the adjutant stationed at the warehouse.

"Yes, sir!" Lieutenant Jeff glanced at his lord with a gloomy expression in confusion, and immediately sent someone to find the huge and disproportionate key to the warehouse. The key was forty centimeters long, made of pure iron, and weighed twenty kilograms. It took a lot of effort to insert it into the keyhole and turn it. It took ten minutes for the huge warehouse door to slowly open in front of the three people with the joint efforts of ten soldiers.

"Sir, you see, there is no problem at all! I sent someone to count the quantities! And I looked at each floor carefully. There will never be an empty mezzanine!" Lobros led the way, pointing to the back of the warehouse door. The cloth bag was like a hill, and I felt that half of the burden in my heart had finally been lifted.

"That's not necessarily true. Who knows what's in here?" Roy Gein's eyes flickered, looking a little guilty.

"I will prove it to you!" Looking at Hebery's still cold face, Lobros suddenly pulled out his sword, walked to the huge pile of grain, and climbed to the top of the pile in a few clicks. ?, there was a sudden snap in the hand! The sharp tool cut into the bag, making a soft sound. As the sharp sword was pulled out, the white flour slipped out from the cut, and soon formed a pile of white flour.

"How's it going? What else is there to say!" Lobros squatted down with excitement on his face, picked up a handful of white wheat flour at his feet, and lifted it down from above, as if he had just won a war.

"Okay, you win!" Roy Gaien wiped a handful of flour on his face with his hand, and stuck out his tongue to add some flour. It was indeed wheat flour.

"Change a bag and start from the third floor, one sword per floor!" This time the speaker was Hebery who was watching this scene coldly.

"Sir!" Lobrus stood in front of the grain, holding a sword stained with white wheat flour in his hand, with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Execute the order!" Hebery said with a cold face.

"Okay!" Lobrus nodded reluctantly, counted the layers with his hands, and inserted a sword into the bag on the third layer again. "Pfft!" The sound of inserting a sharp weapon was exactly the same as before. The sword was drawn out, white wheat flour flowed down

"Look, there's no problem at all!" Luo Bruce continued to the sixth floor, but there was still wheat flour flowing down.

"It seems that I have been worrying too much!" Hebery's face suddenly relaxed a lot, and he waved to Loblos, "Come on down! It's a rare visit, so you should treat me to a Chinese meal."

"Haha, I told you it's okay!" Lobrus chuckled, sheathed the sword in his hand, and carefully climbed down from the high grain pile. When he climbed to the middle, Lobrus suddenly stopped, and the smile on his face was completely frozen.

His hand was on the bag on the seventh layer, and the hard touch coming from inside was definitely not wheat flour.

"What's wrong?" Hebery's eyes were burning, and he seemed to have noticed Lobrus's abnormality. He didn't wait for Lobrus to answer, but walked forward, tiptoed, drew out his sword and stabbed it hard at the seventh layer of bag where Lobrus' hand stopped.

"Clang!" This time, it was not the soft friction sound of wheat flour, but a dry and hard sound.

"The local army is these bastards!" Hebery's face turned completely pale, and the sword was pulled out, and brown river sand flowed out. His eyes swept over the large area that had not been checked, and the bags piled up like a hill. Hebery suddenly shook his body and felt dizzy! (To be continued...)