Realm of Power

A mountainous area outside the Dutroux Highlands

Salon's horse stopped at the edge of the hill, behind him was the entire group of cavalry flowing across the mountains.

Under his cold eyes, a vast expanse of black land came into view. What a wonderful land! Salon licked his lips, and there was no sign of apology on his face. He just felt sorry for the loss of the food that was about to be harvested.

This year, the weather in the west of Obarro is rare. There is a bumper harvest everywhere, especially in the northwest region. On the land where the war once spread, there are waves of golden wheat everywhere. If he had a choice, he would certainly not want to do something like this. thing,

The impact of burning unharvested wheat fields is not just as simple as causing food shortages. Anyone who sees the wheat that they have worked hard for a year is burned to ashes by a fire when the harvest is about to be harvested is a cruel blow. Desperation is the most powerful deterrent to local people.

With the complete defeat of the Eighth Legion of Gaul, the Falcon Army began to accept some cities in the Rusty region. Because of the previous behavior of burning food, these cities almost without exception chose to give up resistance. The brutality of the Falcon Army seemed It has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The Gauls have no doubt that once they resist, they will attract brutal revenge from the northwest rebels. These black devils who can burn wheat fields without hesitation will also swing their butcher knives at those who disobey without hesitation. .

The Gauls call these rebels from the northwest the Demon Army. Especially when these troops are wearing black armor and passing through the city streets neatly, it seems that even the air is filled with the smell of blood. The Gauls Hiding behind the window, I looked at the aliens driving into the city. In just a few days, dots of wild flowers had grown on the fertile land that had been burnt. Pure white colors could be seen everywhere on both sides of the road. embellish it,

If they had not known in advance such a peaceful scene, absolutely no one would have understood all this. It is associated with the bloody killing battlefield that is about to unfold.

"Instruct all armies to rest on the spot! The Fifth Infantry Flag Regiment of the Central Army went to the opposite side to set up an ambush!"

Salon withdrew his gaze from a distance and looked up at the sky. It seemed that the time was early. He turned to order the captain of the guard behind him. Tens of thousands of cavalry behind him got off their horses following the order, followed by the infantry who came later. This time, Salon was ordered to lead 10,000 Central Army cavalry to cooperate with the Fifth Infantry Flag Regiment to ambush the Gallic army attacking the Dutroux Highlands from Keyan Castle. According to intelligence, this army coming out of Keyan Castle was originally targeting the empty Dutroux Highlands. Strategically speaking, it had considerable foresight and deterrence, proving that Hebeli of the Eighth Gallic Army was not a fool. , Unfortunately, His Majesty Falcon did more ruthlessly and defeated Keyan Fort first. Beheaded the Eighth Gallic Army with one sword,

The sound of gurgling water in the mountain stream makes the forest seem more peaceful. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the tops of the woods, dragging a long tail.

Both the returning birds and the foraging wild beasts stay far away from this formerly peaceful highland. The Central Army cavalry took off the heavy stirrups from the horses' backs, allowing the horses to lower their heads and graze leisurely. They took out various weapons and equipment one by one from the weapon slots on the horses' crotches, and carefully placed them on the ground.

The soldiers sat on the ground and gently wiped the bright blades with wet cotton cloth. The cautious expressions on their faces seemed to be admiring their most beloved women. The sunlight was thin, and an eerie early autumn chill enveloped the black woods below.

The wind blew the dark clouds, and a dark color floated in the sky. The wind blew across the grass and made a rustling sound among the trees.

"Sir, are the enemies really good at passing through here?" the guard captain next to him asked with some uncertainty.

"To be honest, I'm not sure." Salon sat on the ground and was examining the terrain map in his hands. He said with a smile, "Let everyone be patient. The front line captured Keyan Castle in one fell swoop. The entire Gallic army was shocked. It turned out that The Eighth Army has withdrawn its defenses in large numbers. His Majesty personally arranged the arrangements, which has blocked the retreat of the 40,000 Gallic troops who attacked from Keyan Castle. , if the other party does not want to completely become an abandoned army, the only way is to find a way to avoid our army's blockade! If the other party chooses to take a detour, this is the only way to go. His Majesty deliberately arranged only a detour at the pass ahead! With a thousand soldiers, the other side's scouts will soon realize that this is their best breakthrough point!"

"I see, if there are only a thousand defenders, even if the opponent knows that they may be in danger, they will still give it a try!" The guard captain's face suddenly dawned on him.

At one o'clock at noon, the sky became a little brighter, and a messenger ran in quickly and reported in a low voice, "Sir, there is smoke of alarm rising from the pass!"

"It looks like it's coming. Let everyone prepare!" Salon got up from the ground nervously and raised his head. Sure enough, he saw a black smoke column rising into the sky in the direction of the pass. The other cavalrymen also became nervous and ran towards the woods. The war horse on the edge,

"All mount up," the cavalry captains cheered loudly. The Falcon Cavalry mounted their horses one after another and took the time to check all the equipment on their bodies. Half an hour later, under the hill where the woods were located, the falcon cavalry was used as a bait. The falcon army came in scattered lines along the trail,

The team became a little denser, broke up, crossed a red soil ditch in panic, and continued to move forward. No officers came out to maintain the queue. As the team passed, the soldiers were terrified. The weapons and flags in their hands had long been discarded on the ground as ordered.

"Isn't this guy Lasko a little too much?"

Salon frowned slightly when he saw this. Lasco was the officer who served as the bait this time. He carried out the bait's orders to the letter and even did better than required. If he was the commander of the Gauls, he would also believe that this was a completely defeated army.

He was just a little worried. Was it pretending to be a failure too much? After all, it was a force of thousands of people. Under his worried eyes, after the defeated army as bait passed, there was silence on the plain below. The wild grass in the distance swayed in the wind, and the wind blew.

"Sir, will the enemy come?" The captain of the guards was a little worried.

"Yes!" Salon nodded pretending to be calm. In fact, he was a little unsure. There was more than one way to bypass the Falcon Army's control area. If the other party found something wrong, they might choose to withdraw at any time.

Twenty minutes later, Salon's ears suddenly stood up. Here they come. Everyone's face was immediately filled with a strong fighting spirit.

A faint noise of soldiers and horses came from the mountain road below. In the direction of the pass, a group of Gaul infantry soon appeared, and then more Gaul infantry, more and more. In a sea of ​​people like a tide, you can clearly see the fluttering flags and colorful team signs of the Gaul army, which are the signs of their legions.

"The Eighth Gaul Army!" Salon stared at the legion sign that appeared below with a sharp gaze. In the past half month, he was ordered to lead the cavalry to implement harassment tactics within the Eighth Army. He was too familiar with the legion sign of the Eighth Army. That's right, this is the target!

Salon's mouth slightly grinned. The Gaul army below was the Fourth and Fifth Infantry Regiments of the Eighth Gaul Army that he had been waiting for. The infantry regiments of these two countries had suffered attacks from him before, and they were too familiar with each other's flags. They were beaten so badly by him last time, and this time they fell into his hands. Is this fate? This can't be blamed on others.

"Every team should keep a safe distance!"

On the Gaul side, Rosgain of the Fifth Legion was commanding the army to advance, and the army was moving quickly. It seemed a bit messy, with cavalry and infantry mixed together. The harsh noise was like a group of sparrows suddenly descending.

The two infantry regiments of the Eighth Gallic Army, the Fourth and Fifth Infantry Regiments, were ordered from Koyan Castle to attack the Dutro Highlands. The 40,000-man army continued to pour out from the pass and soon covered the plain below, and the queue gradually slowed down.

Roygain, who was responsible for leading the front army, suddenly stopped his horse. The terrain in front of him touched his heart for a rare moment, and he felt that this terrain was really dangerous. The two highlands overlooked the center. The easy breakthrough of the previous pass had already made him feel a little unusual. This time, his premonition was even stronger.

"All troops stop advancing!" Roy Gain raised his hand and ordered loudly, "Scouts, go to the opposite sides and take a look!" Hearing the order, a dozen cavalrymen were separated from the team. They rode their horses to the highlands on both sides. They were scout cavalry sent to scout the highlands on both sides.

"Send a message to the infantry! It's time to start."

Saron watched quietly with bated breath. He had been prepared for such a situation. This ambush was arranged by His Majesty the Falcon himself. There were ambush points on both sides. There were cavalry on his side and infantry on the other side. The infantry was used as bait, and the cavalry was used to make the final decision. This was the arrangement of His Majesty the Falcon.

Saron raised his hand slightly, and a guard cavalry behind him quickly took down the assault crossbow behind him in accordance with the order.

He shot an arrow with a blue smoke tail in the other direction of the hill. The blue light tail flashed in the sky. Because the hill was blocked from sight, the Gallic scout cavalry who was approaching this side did not see it.

"It's a signal!"

The pupils of Reposti, the commander of the Fifth Infantry Flag of the Central Army, who was squatting in the grass opposite, shrank slightly.

"Woo, woo" The long military bugle suddenly sounded. In an instant, a whole team of Falcon crossbowmen suddenly appeared on the grassy high ground on the south side opposite the cavalry ambush. Three thousand crossbowmen He raised his crossbow towards the sky.

"Watch out for arrows!" The Gallic scout who discovered the situation shouted in panic. As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of countless sharp arrows tearing through the sky could be heard. Countless black dots rose up. That terrible feeling made the scout feel as if his scalp was exploding from the inside out. His shouting was too late. Countless arrows were like flying shadows, whistling over his head from the top of the distant mound. "Pa pa pa" the rain of arrows pierced into the Gallic army below, causing a large area of ​​people and horses to fall to the ground. Shouts,

The sharp three-pointed arrows, from all angles, deeply penetrated into the armor of thousands of Gallic soldiers, bringing a burst of bright red in their bodies. Countless Gallic soldiers were pierced from the head by arrows, and their entire heads were blown apart by the strong force

"There is an ambush on the high ground on the left"

The Gauls reacted to the tragic situation in front of them, and the dense rain of arrows fell again like a downpour, "Form a formation! Form a formation!" The Gaul infantry and cavalry were mixed, and the various troops were staggered and hindered each other. The soldiers ran around in a daze, the officers shouted at the top of their lungs, the war horses kicked their hooves impatiently, ran frantically, and threw the cavalry on them off. A team of intact archers was hurriedly transferred to the front line, and before they entered the shooting range, they were shot down by the crossbowmen

"My lord, our vanguard was ambushed!"

Roy Gain, the commander of the fifth Gaul infantry regiment who had just come up from the back, happened to see this scene, and a trace of panic flashed across his face,

News of the loss of Keyan Fort has come, and the regiment commander He Baili died in battle. The entire Eighth Army was already leaderless, and all the armies were retreating. This meant that the tactics previously set by the Fourth and Fifth Infantry Regiments were completely ineffective. Roy Gaien and Mark Yesu immediately chose to return to the army. It turned out that The road was impassable. Just as Fatty expected, the two chose to take a detour on a mountain road relatively far away from the center.

"At all costs, capture the high ground on the left!"

Roy Gein soon discovered that the number of northwest rebels who ambushed him was not large, that is, about five thousand. Immediately ordered the Gallic army to adopt a wave-like attack, forming a skirmish line to attack from the bottom of the mountain to drive away the blocking rebel shooters. The black crowd expanded like a wave of the order and rushed to the left.

"Long live the Falcon Empire!" Opposite the high ground on the left, the earth suddenly shook! The soldiers and horses gallop forward like a storm! Salon led 10,000 central cavalry and swooped down on the back of the Gallic army like a tide.

"Turn around, the enemy is behind!" the Gallic officer shouted sternly. The huge queue began to shake. The soldiers turned back hesitantly and turned their spears hastily. The dense wave formation stretched forward in layers hastily turned around, and the Falcon Central Cavalry had plunged in like a cluster of arrows. Tens of thousands of dazzling sabers swept in like a metal tide. The heavy horses tore through the ranks of the Gauls and crashed into the flanks of the Gallic army. The swords were as bright as snow and dazzling. Horse hooves rumble.

"ah"

"Help"

The Gauls resounded with cries of terror. Seeing the rainbow-like momentum of the northwest rebel cavalry, no one dared to resist on the attack route.

"Forward!" Salon took the lead. The war horse under his crotch stepped over the pale Gaulish infantry who looked frightened in front of him, and the two swords in his hands slashed hard. The round heads sprayed into the air with blood. Behind him, a whole row of tall soldiers Soldier Lu was trampled by more war horses, and the cold light of his waving sword shone with a chilling luster under the black clouds.

"Holy shit, cavalry!"

The Gallic soldiers turned their guns, discarded their armor, and hurriedly dodged to both sides.

The chaotic array suddenly dispersed like water. The attack line composed of thousands of black cavalry was like a sharp knife cutting into hot butter. It was almost untouched by effective snipers. The iron hoofs of the central cavalry had already penetrated hard. on the back of the Gallic army,

"Papa" followed by a clear and terrifying tearing sound, the sharp spikes on the front of the Falcon Cavalry's vest smashed the Gallic infantry into pieces. The Gallic soldiers were knocked out and would have been knocked out. The leader was spinning around on the ground, and the corpses were lying all over the place. The cavalry charged down. On the road, judging from the number, at least a thousand Gauls were killed in just the first attack, and the wounded and fallen ones were lying all over the ground. The rocks on the ground that have not yet dried up are all red. Blood and water were flowing, and the wounded soldiers lay on the ground and let out weak or shrill screams.

A squadron of Gauls holding a team flag was like a dam hit by a flood. It was torn apart in an instant. Without even having time to resist, it was trampled by countless cavalry horses, and two thousand men outside it. The team had just turned around when they encountered the oncoming cavalry. Although they managed to hold on for a while, they were quickly squeezed to the point of collapse by the multiple layers of Falcon Cavalry. Almost none of the thousands of soldiers were left. survive

"It's the cavalry of the northwest rebels!" In the Gallic rear army that had not yet been affected, Roy Gaien watched with a pale face as the torrent of steel submerged his team. Six squadrons of infantry were scattered in one fell swoop. He was so angry that he roared like a pig being slaughtered.

The first one to be ambushed was the 5th Infantry Regiment in which he served as the front army, and then it quickly spread to the 4th Infantry Regiment behind. Thousands of defeated soldiers were as unstoppable as the flood gap. The soldiers abandoned their helmets and armor, and once the army collapsed It's very difficult to recover.

Looking stupidly at this miserable scene, watching his men being slaughtered like lambs by the enemy, watching the army he had painstakingly planned to be completely defeated, in an instant, the two Gallic commanders Roy Gaien and Marc Yesu There are only two words left in my mind: "Despair."

On a hill not far away, a group of cavalry stood quietly. The fat man looked away from the distant battlefield and looked up at the sky.

The clouds in the sky are still unpredictable, and the setting sun rays draw a red line on the distant horizon, which seems to indicate something.

On July 18, the two infantry regiments of the Gallic Eighth Army that penetrated deep into the Dutroux area were annihilated by the Falcon Army quietly assembling heavy troops. More than 25,000 Gallic soldiers died in the battle, and 13,000 were captured. , the last combat effectiveness of the Gallic Eighth Army was also wiped out,

The entire Rusty's strategic balance truly tilted towards the Falcon Empire. From the moment Fatty decided to take the initiative to the end of the raid,

It lasted 12 days and 14 battles, and the 73,000-strong Gallic Eighth Army was defeated. Four infantry commanders, starting from the commander of the Eighth Army, Heberli, were killed in the battle.

Although the number of people annihilated in this battle was not conspicuous in the previous battles of the Falcon Army, it reversed the strategic initiative of the Gauls in the Rusty region in one fell swoop. The Gallic Emperor's painstaking plan for the southwest battle had been aborted in advance. , forcing it to switch from strategic offense to strategic defense. (To be continued...)