Realm of Power

"Pa"

The sound of wheat stalks being crushed by heavy ruts came from under the car. Farmer Marr drove his oxcart filled with wheat with a happy face, passing by a golden wheat field. The setting sun in the distance dragged a line on the horizon. long shadow,

The entire northwest coast is a scene of harvest, and the joyful atmosphere of the harvest season is everywhere.

In the fertile fields, there are busy people everywhere. Farmers like Marr bundle the ripe wheat together, pile it high on the oxcart, and then happily drive the oxcart to the mill in the village. , there is a stone platform for shelling outside the mill. After beating the shells hard on the stone platform, the white wheat is poured into the trough of the mill with stone grinding. The location of the mill is usually the highest place in the village, and it often needs to go up the winding mountain road, but for this , the farmers did not complain at all,

Because the higher the terrain, the stronger the wind, and the less effort farmers have to expend. This advantage is even more obvious in areas close to the coast.

When Marr arrived at the mill, there were already seven or eight people here. Ox carts filled with wheat, according to the habits of their respective owners, were parked on the square in front of the windmill. At the door of the mill, an old man was filling his head. With a happy face, he loaded bags of white flour into the car.

It was Old York. Marr saw him driving an ox cart here at noon today. Above his head, the huge windmill wings were turning, making a rhythmic clattering sound, like a three-legged giant. He was vigorously waving a certain tool to turn the wheat into the kind of white powder that makes people feel joy at the sight of it.

"It's unbelievable! It's like a giant's power!" A farmer looked at the wide wings of a 20-meter-high rotating windmill and the buzzing sound of the windmill, and made a sound of inhaling from his mouth.

"Who says it's not the case? Being able to mobilize the power of monsters, it's no wonder that the northwest coast is so powerful! In fact, our failure is not a shame," said a companion next to him.

"Have you heard? This time, the northwest coast has been attacked to the southwest. It has really made us a good face in the northwest." This time it is the young man inside.

"Jobiko. Haven't you always been dissatisfied with the migration of the northwest coast? How come you are helping the northwest coast speak out now?" After hearing the conversation of several people, a farmer said with a smile.

"Dissatisfied? Ed, don't say this nonsense!" The farmer named Yobiko stood up, patted the oxcart filled with wheat behind him, and said, "Although the original migration was a bit unhuman, but When you see these white wheat turned into flour piled in front of you, do you still need to be dissatisfied? With so much food, we only need to hand over 20%. If it were before, the lords and gentlemen would have to pay. Take ninety percent of it”

Hear what Yobiko said. Everyone was silent. Bangor was once a wheat-producing area in the northwest. For the Bangor people living there, growing food has been a part of their lives since they can remember. No matter the sun rises or sets, the clouds roll and the clouds roll. , the vast majority of Bangor people living here are busy under the hands of lords and landowners, no matter how unpredictable the wind and rain outside are. For the civilians of Bangor, there is no need to pay much attention. Anyway, no matter who rules this area, they will still have to hand over 90% or more of the land as tax. I work hard every day, but in the end I can barely survive.

There is only the sound of the huge windmill turning in the ears, which makes people feel their own insignificance.

There is no dedicated person to guard the mill. On weekdays, anyone who wants to use it can go alone and watch the wind blow the huge windmill. Driving the stone rollers in the mill to rotate, watching the pieces of wheat being ground into powder, and finally becoming bags on the heavy oxcart, everyone's eyes showed deep attachment.

"This land that is not my hometown has conquered everyone!" Marr saw the same emotion in everyone's eyes. He was also from Bangor. More than half a year had passed, and he was very concerned about the war and the destruction of the entire Bangor. Troubles, Mal certainly remembers

The plundering of the northwest coast certainly led to the food crisis in Bangor, but the extortionate expropriation and large-scale brutal suppression by the former lord were undoubtedly the main reasons for Bangor's final demise. The food crisis in that winter caused at least 100,000 Bangor to die. The Go people died, and for those of them who survived, just think about the scene at that time, watching their lively relatives weaken day by day, until they became as thin as firewood, and finally died of the cold. Now Bango, he is still Can feel the fear that touches the soul,

Of course, there is also the extremely delicious fish soup, which is the magical food that saved the entire Bangor. When the people were hungry and cold and faced despair, it was the irresistible fragrance that saved Bangor and dozens of people. All Bangor people like him,

But he didn't know that in order to do his job well, an important imperial minister named Duo Ze had accompanied the refugees to eat fish soup for fifteen days. Now he can vomit when he smells fishy smell.

"Oh, there are so many people! Can the people in front give way to the cars behind?" A voice asked from behind. Mal pulled him and pulled his bullock cart to one side to park.

On the winding mountain road, oxcarts filled with harvest wheat came one after another. Mal looked up at the sky. The golden sunset appeared in layers, which meant that it would not rain in the past few days, but even if it rained, it would not happen. Relationship, after harvesting, the wheat field can be cultivated again after more than ten days of soaking. In Marr's mind, he seemed to see countless cattle pulling iron plows, digging out the wet soil and stirring the entire land again. .

Marr didn't know that in a mountaintop villa in the Ditru area in the Solas area that he didn't know, Hu Keqili walked into the fat man's office with a report in his hand.

"Your Majesty, according to the report from the Business Alliance, the Eighth Army of the Empire has just issued an order to block all food stores!" Hu Keqili reported loudly,

The scenery here is superb. It’s no wonder His Majesty Falcon chose this place as the command post for this battle. Not only can you have an unobstructed view of the entire Dutroux Highlands from a high place, but it also makes people feel an impulsive yearning for the end of the earth in the distance. ,

According to His Majesty Falcon himself, standing in front of the window here can give people an ambition to encompass everything!

"Oh, have you noticed? He is really a slow opponent." The fat man raised his head from the table, took the report, glanced at it for a few times and then closed it, responding in a normal manner. The reaction of the Eighth Army was not surprising. The target of the cavalry attack he sent was so clear that the other party would notice something fishy just by paying a little attention. But what could happen? Food is not something that can be grown overnight. He ordered the burning of three-quarters of the food produced in the Solas region. He had no intention of covering up the combat objectives.

"How's the progress with Salon?"

"The intended target should have been found," Hu Keqili hesitated for a moment and said uncertainly. "Although he conducted reconnaissance during the previous raid and got a feel for the garrison camps in various places, his Majesty asked him to do it within three days." Isn’t it too much to cut off the communication with the Gallic army and kill at least five generals? "

"Three days, a bunch of scattered enemies can't do this, then Salon has been too forgotten by me!" Handing the report in his hand back to Hu Keqili, the fat man casually inserted the pen into the pen holder, and in his Drawing a sketch on the table, he said in a muffled voice, "This time, our opponent is the elite Gallic legion of up to 200,000 people. For the sake of caution, the Gallic Eighth Army near the Dutroux Highlands will be the first choice for the attack. There is an important basis for this."

The fat man's voice stopped, and he pulled out a folder from the desktop. "According to intelligence. The Eighth Army is a Gaulish infantry regiment. The commander of the regiment, Heberli, came from the battlefield in eastern Gaul. He was sent at the same time as the Emperor of Gaul. Compared with the Sixth Army, the Eighth Army has more people, but it is not as elite as the "Tiger". The Sixth Army of the "Army", because of its large number of people, has a large garrison area in the Solas area. It covers almost two-thirds of the Solas area and has 110,000 people, but if it is scattered like this , the troops in various places are very limited, and Salon's 20,000 cavalry can definitely gain the advantage when faced alone."

"As for the Sixth Army of the Tiger Army, the first batch of troops sent to the Solas area was only 70,000 people. It was far less complete and unscrupulous than the Eighth Army. Moreover, the most elite 20,000 Tiger Wing infantry were still arriving for the Kyoto celebration. On the way, it is estimated that it will not arrive until mid-July at the latest, so the Sixth Army is much more cautious in its layout than the Eighth Army, although at the same time They also dressed up as local troops, but the distance between each unit was very small, and they gave up the easy-to-attack wilderness, but chose the mountainous area farther north in the Solas area. Once attacked, they can form a battle group at any time to form a counterattack situation. , Compared with that, it is undoubtedly much easier to kill the scattered Eighth Army in one fell swoop in a short period of time!"

"Three days is not an easy task for Salon, and it is the same for us. Defeating a 100,000 legion in three days is a challenge!" The fat man smashed his mouth and stood up from his seat. Get up, come from the window, look out at the vast land and lush fields in front of you from the top of the mountain, and say in a deep voice, "Since then Judging from the time, Salon's first target should have been achieved. The Eighth Army of Gaul, which had just been harassed, must not have imagined that after a cavalry unit inserted, we would crush it from the front with an upright offensive. Let them completely lose the opportunity to assemble the main force. Send the order and the army will set off in the afternoon."

Somewhere in Solas region,

The white mist in the early morning meanders on the mountain road, like a white stream of water flowing through the mountains and forests. The mist at night moistens the ground, as if reasoning has passed through it, drawing rough lines on the ground. Just revealed the horizon in the distance Lines and blood-red morning glow cover the looming dawn in the east. These gorgeous colors are changing in the distance. Most of the sky has not yet awakened from the vast darkness of last night, showing a vast floating darkness like an ocean. blue.

The crisp sound of horse hooves seemed particularly clear, getting closer and closer. In the refreshing morning breeze, the morning light slowly opened the prelude to the darkness of the earth.

The faint light gradually illuminates the black line on the top of the mountain, and the sun shines on the earth,

There is a sweet smell in the cold air, and the rumbling sound of horse hooves is like bursts of thunder, occasionally mixed with the neighing of war horses and the sound of the collision and friction of metal vests. The black armors are arranged in several long moving black lines, in the golden color of the sun. Under the light shines a dark luster,

Dense cavalry formations continue to emerge on the high hills. From a distance, they look like black walls that suddenly appear in the hilly areas. The morning light shining from the morning mist makes these black cavalrymen shine with a kind of light. Dark luster, cold, bloody, mysterious, neat queue quietly looking at a plain below

The headquarters of the 5th Infantry Regiment of the 8th Gallic Army, Lily Valley

"It seems that His Majesty's guess is correct."

Saron rides on a black steed. Looking at the huge military camp below that was still at a loss, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Although they were harassed, due to the short time and some fluke mentality that the crisis had passed, the commanders of the Eighth Army still did not immediately Move the camp! The previous 4th Infantry Regiment was like this, and now the 4th Infantry Regiment is like this. The same is true for the Fifth Infantry Regiment. This sharp knife of his has penetrated deeply into the command system of the Eighth Army. His Majesty squeezed it hard from outside. In addition, the area where he was stationed was in turmoil due to food. His Majesty's active attacks have always failed. There is no room for resistance, and it is too difficult for the 100,000-strong Eighth Army."

"Kill!" Salon squinted his one eye and glanced at the red rising sun that had just climbed to the top of the mountain in the distance. The little bit of sunlight eventually dyed his muddy one eye red. Salon pulled out his With swords and thundering horses, the 20,000 Central Army cavalry were like a huge iron plow, plowing the camp gate of the Fifth Infantry Regiment into flat ground in an instant. The outer fence flew out like a blooming rose peach, and countless horse hooves rushed directly over it,

Anta, the deputy commander of the Fifth Infantry Regiment, just ran out of the tent in panic. I saw black iron currents all over the mountains and plains approaching.

"Enemy attack..." Before Anta could finish shouting, his body was knocked out by the galloping horse. These were the last two words he shouted. Although the Fifth Infantry Regiment has 20,000 people, due to the scattered garrison, there are only 1,500 troops at the headquarters. According to the convention, there were at least 3,000 men, but the commander of the Roy Gaien regiment had killed 1,500 men in the previous harassment, so that the headquarters of the 5th Infantry Regiment was directly overwhelmed by the strong impact of tens of thousands of cavalry.

border of solas region

, boom, boom, boom! "With the rhythmic and orderly footsteps, even the towers on the border trembled,

The forest of spears brought out a magnificent light and shadow in front. The armor on the Falcon Army infantry group was white in the mist. The pressure of tens of millions of people gathered came towards them. On both wings of the infantry square, the cavalry used skirmishers. As the line advanced, the cavalry group quickly crossed the infantry side. The formation surged across a distance of 1,500 meters across the border like water. The Gallic defenders on the border were completely stunned. Because of the order of the Legion Headquarters, most of the troops were deployed to encircle and suppress the rebel cavalry that had penetrated into the hinterland. , the current border is as weak as a piece of paper that can be pierced with just one poke.

"Hold on, the Legion will come to us!"

The officers of the Eighth Gallic Army shouted with all their strength. The sky suddenly darkened. The large clusters of arrows that struck were like a large black cloud that obscured the color of the sky. The dark clouds instantly turned into raindrops. Metal waterfalls fall from the sky! The entire row of soldiers was hit several times like a storm, and suddenly flew backwards for several meters, or even more than ten meters. Their bodies wearing heavy infantry armor were twisted into unnatural postures in mid-air, flipped over and shot. Became a hedgehog full of arrows.

"Forward!" The Falcon infantry phalanx began to accelerate, but on the opposite side of them, there was silence and no reaction. Compared to the loud noise over there, there is a deathly silence here, with corpses all over the ground and the living running away.

"Asshole! What the hell is this..." At the headquarters of the Eighth Army, Hebery held the two battle reports he had just received, and his heart became cold.

After the Fourth Infantry Regiment was taken away from its headquarters, the Fifth Infantry Regiment suffered the same consequences. This time it was even worse. From the deputy commander Anta down, no one survived, and the northwest rebel cavalry who launched the attack had long been unknown. traced

"These idiots! Idiots!"

No matter how stupid he was, Hebury still felt that there was something wrong. These infantry regiments that were destroyed were the same infantry regiments that were attacked last time. It was obvious that the commanders of these infantry regiments did not adjust their arrangements in time, and they were destroyed. The opponent succeeded in another sneak attack, but that time it was a harassment, but this time it was a real killing. In just one day, the two infantry regiment headquarters suffered a devastating blow, killing more than 5,000 people, including 576 officers. people, the middle-level officers of the two infantry regiments were almost completely wiped out.

And he received a report from the front line that 40,000 northwest rebels suddenly came out of the Dutroux area. Within one day, they penetrated the Eighth Army's defense line and were rapidly advancing in depth. There was no way, Hebery He had just ordered all the armies to come back to intercept the Northwest Cavalry that had penetrated into its hinterland. Soldiers, no one expected that the northwest infantry regiment would seize this opportunity and suddenly launch a full-scale offensive in the Solas area. In one day, on the border of Solas, the northwest rebels and the Eighth Army... Like two big dragons twisted together, entangled and biting each other,

He clearly had more powerful troops than the opponent, but because of the intrusion of this cavalry, he had to fight on two fronts. The infantry group of the northwest rebels advanced very quickly, because they could not gather troops quickly. On some borders, the defense areas of the infantry regiments It is being divided and surrounded by large pieces of northwest rebels, and even collapsed.

"This battle was fought so unfairly!" Hebery's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a bitter taste at the corner of his mouth.

The two infantry regiments were nearly paralyzed. The situation that originally seemed to be advantageous was completely lost due to the loss of the Dutroux area.

The cavalry and infantry of the Northwest Rebel Army attacked the Eighth Army from both inside and outside, using the split-and-charge tactics to completely defeat the Eighth Army (To be continued...)