Realm of Power

The sudden heavy rain outside the window hit the glass like broken beads. Gleida, the commander-in-chief of the Gallic left wing, stood in front of the window with a pale face, holding a report on the riot area in her right hand. The development of the riot was completely unexpected. His imagination first took him to Hitachi City, and then to the Bello area and Stanku area thirty miles away from Hitachi City. It seemed that overnight, the riots completely turned into a large-scale rebellion with the power of a prairie fire. Even the factions The troops who went to pacify did not dare to advance any further.

At this moment, he realized the seriousness of the Hitachi Castle incident. It was simply a devastating disaster. It was so careless! A hint of bitterness appeared at the corner of Glada's mouth,

As long as you attack the military camp, you can get food. Once such an example is set, it will soon spread like a prairie fire. For a long time, the anger against the Gallic army that has been hidden in the hearts of the Rustians finally broke out, and hundreds of thousands of refugees were killed. There was a big riot. The Rasti people who had been holding back seemed to be awakened overnight. One person became two people, two people became a group, and the group joined the group and became a team, wielding simple weapons. He rushed towards the nearest local army garrison regardless of his own safety.

"Urgent report, refugees are everywhere attacking the army!"

The messenger cavalry was soaked by the rain and ran into the base camp from the rain. The local army infantry leaders who had just attended the meeting were completely frightened by the scene in front of them. They were used to facing those docile and gentle people. , good luck The suffering people, but now, they suddenly feel that the ground beneath their feet is collapsing. The refugees who were like ants before suddenly become so brave and unafraid of death. These refugees running between the armies cut off the distance between the armies. contact,

Crowds gathered to attack the army's logistics troops, and in some areas, they even directly attacked local camps. Seeing the large groups of refugees gathering, the garrison troops immediately ordered them to line up to drive them away. The officers mounted their war horses and showed their long swords. //Welcome to Reading//Rided a war horse and rushed towards the protesting crowd. The horses' hooves knocked down the refugees row by row. The local garrison has always driven them away in this way. According to their experience, as soon as they saw the shadow of the army, , the gathered refugees ran faster than frightened rabbits.

But today, something unexpected happened. The refugees who were still hesitating were angered.

"Go ahead and catch that bastard"

Someone among the refugees shouted. The refugees who were still in panic quickly turned into a terrible storm, and hundreds of people roared and surged forward. He suddenly jumped on the officer who was riding a horse and hit someone.

Before the local garrison of several hundred people could react in time, they were instantly shattered into pieces in the surging crowd, like a leaf in the storm. The arrogant officer was pulled from his horse, the soldiers fled in panic, and there were dozens or even hundreds of refugees. Surrounding a soldier and beating them, in the Ranjie area less than fifty miles away from Hitachi Castle, under the eyes of the 17th Regional Infantry Regiment, the mob looted the army's rear camp warehouse and wiped out a squadron of garrison troops. Walk away.

The loud noise of the fierce fighting could be faintly heard even in Langjie City. The 17th Infantry Regiment with 6,000 infantrymen did not dare to go out of the city for rescue because according to reports, there were as many as 70,000 mobs outside the city at that time. It was night again, and thousands of troops marched out of the city. It was like running headlong into a crowd of refugees without being eaten alive.

The whole area is in chaos,

Especially in the Hitachi City area, where the riots originated, the mob occupying the city distributed food on a large scale, which led to large numbers of refugees gathering in these areas. More and more, the number of people suddenly increased from tens of thousands to more than 100,000. The 11th Infantry Regiment that went to quell the turmoil was even directly surrounded and ran back bloody.

"It has been confirmed. This rebellion is supported by the northwest rebels! It is recommended to suppress it by force!" Gleda hurriedly submitted the report signed with her name to the legion's base camp, involving hundreds of thousands of people. In just a few days, The entire army's left wing must be stabilized. As for this rebellion, it doesn't matter whether it is related to the northwest rebels. The empire needs a reason for strong suppression. Even if it wields a butcher knife, it still needs a seemingly just reason.

Hassan Rimbaud, commander of the Sixth Army of Gaul, held this report with a hesitant expression on his face.

He knew that once he signed his name on the order to counter the rebellion, the left-wing army would launch a bloody massacre. The blood of hundreds of thousands of refugees would be enough to make him be bound and humiliated forever. Before the war, he would massacre his own side. There are hundreds of thousands of refugees, and these refugees are Gauls. If such news is spread back to the capital of Gaul, no matter what the victory or defeat is, , his reputation is completely ruined, but if he doesn't sign, the riots caused by the refugees will soon hit the entire left wing. When the time comes, the army will collapse before the battle. When the left wing collapses, it will involve the 300,000 troops in this battle. The northwest rebels on the opposite side will not miss such an excellent opportunity. This is the final strength that the Gallic Empire can currently gather.

The Slavs in the north, the Central Asians in the east, now the Falcon Empire in the west, and the three-hundred-year-old Gallic Empire. Under the intersection of the three forces, the once powerful Gallic Empire is rapidly being replaced by the northern hegemon of Obarro. The seats fell, dozens of them were empty The Gallic army was forced to fight on three fronts and struggled to deal with it. Especially the Falcon Empire that rose in the west. In just 2 years, it gradually encroached on the northwest from a small local power, swallowed up the northwest, and fought against the southwest. It has formed Gained the strength to compete with the empire.

"I hope this rainstorm can wash away everything!"

Hassan Rimbaud closed his eyes, thinking that the earth would be filled with blood because of his orders. He took a deep breath of the steamy air with difficulty and looked away from the distance outside the window. After all, he was a decisive general. After a brief moment of confusion, he picked up the pen on the table and scrawled his name on the order issued. The left-wing army went out with all its strength to kill the refugees. It was necessary to stabilize the situation in the shortest possible time. The empire could no longer lose this battle. Get up!

"Come here, give this order to Gleda on the left wing!" After packing the order book, Hassan Rimbaud handed it to the guard at the door. The messenger from the left wing has been waiting, and he will not stop when he gets the order sent back. Rushing back to the base camp of the left wing, Gleda, who had already been waiting at the base camp, took a look. Eyeing the signature on the order book, the corner of her mouth curled up slightly unconsciously. It seemed that Mr. Hassan Rimbaud was mentally prepared. Let's get started. Glada rolled up the order book and shouted to the guard at the door, " Come, pass on the order immediately, and the whole army will suppress the rebellion from now on!"

"The Legion Headquarters orders all armies to suppress the rebellion!"

The order from the base camp was quickly sent to all armies, and the left-wing Gallic army near Hitachi City mobilized. The first to advance towards Hitachi City was the 19th Infantry Regiment of Gaul. , about 60 miles away from Sunshine City,

Upon receiving the order. Touro, the commander of the 19th Infantry Regiment, immediately ordered the assembly of troops. Because it was close to Sunlight City, he was frequently harassed by mobs. Several times, the mob almost attacked the camp of the 19th Infantry Regiment. Touro had long thought Find an opportunity. He dealt a severe blow to the mob that had embarrassed him. After receiving the order from the Legion Headquarters, he knew that his opportunity had come. The army marched in with all its strength to suppress the rebellion, and the order stated who could capture Hitachi Castle, the core of the rebellion, first. will be the first success in countering the rebellion.

The sky was gray and it was raining. The 7,800 men of the 19th Infantry Regiment starting from Gezhileng City marched to a lake bay thirty miles away from Hitachi City. The surface of the lake was rippled by rain. Turo was riding a horse, looking at what was in front of him. In the lake, the infantry regiment had marched forty miles into the center of the riot, but it was not blocked by a mob force. This gave Turo a bad feeling in his heart, as if he was being put into the hinterland by the opponent.

"Is it finally here?"

Suddenly, Turo seemed to feel something. He raised his head and scanned the horizon in front of him. His eyebrows furrowed slightly. Amidst the white raindrops flying in the sky, a large shadow appeared on the horizon in front of him.

"Attention!" The advancing officer raised his hand cautiously. As they get closer to the rumored core of the mob, everyone's spirits begin to get tense. There are hundreds of thousands of mobs, even if they stick out their heads for you to chop. It will take several days to chop,

"What's going on? The panting soldiers stopped hesitantly. "They must be rebels! What to do! "

"What are you afraid of? The rebels are just a bunch of rabble." The Gallic officer was patrolling on horseback. He gave the panicked soldier a whip with a whip, which made the soldier's eyes flash with stars. "You! Why are you panicking? Stand back in the queue!" He punched and kicked his feet. The kick drove them back to where they were. The team fell silent.

A thunderous sound came from the opposite side, the black shadow was rapidly expanding, the earth was shaking slightly, a black cloud covered the front, a dazzling weapon's cold light exploded in the black shadow 200 meters away, a huge black steel The contract formation just emerged from the white rain. The majestic black war horse and the knight on it were wearing thick black armor. In their hands was a cavalry spear like a thorn wall. The darkness was approaching quickly.

I saw about a thousand cavalry on the opposite side. The black war horses rushed forward like the wind in the heavy wind and rain, and the thundering hoofbeats were like waves and tsunami.

As the distance got closer, the image of the knight above became clearer and clearer, including the sharp array of black metal hoofs, the lances raised forward in a uniform manner, and the mud splashed by thousands of horse hooves. , flying all over the sky, a huge and neat steel square instantly revealed its ferocious and blood-eating sharp teeth,

There was a cold flash of steel, like a dazzling strip of light, and the cold rain hit the helmets of these black cavalrymen. The long red necklace was as gorgeous as flames, approaching at an incredibly high speed! Every time you blink, you get closer! You can see the cavalry's spears lined up neatly, the ferocious faces of the cavalry, the white air spurting from the horses' nostrils, the soldiers and horses galloping forward, like a storm, fierce and violent, coming in a dense formation.

"Why do the rebels have cavalry?" The eyes of the Gallic soldiers were confused and puzzled. The cavalry is not infantry. It can go to the battlefield with just one weapon. The cavalry needs to know how to ride. And judging from the uniform movements on the opposite side, There is no way this is a miscellaneous cavalry that can be put together hastily in a short period of time.

"Oh my god, it's the cavalry of the northwest rebel army! Someone in the Gallic army shouted loudly, blowing away a curtain of rain in front of them, and people's vision became clearer. All the phalanxes were in chaos, and the northwest The rebel cavalry had a reputation for being vicious, and the Gallic soldiers who saw this scene turned pale with fright.

"It's the Northwest Rebels! The Northwest Rebels are coming!"

"Oh my god, run quickly, we will die!" One by one, the soldiers dropped their weapons and ran out of the queue. The officers stopped them, shouting and shouting: "Don't run! Anyone who runs will be killed." !" "Stop! I order you to stop!" But more and more soldiers are running away!

"Don't be chaotic, there are just some ordinary rebels on the other side!" Touro, the commander of the 19th Infantry Regiment, shouted loudly on his horse.

"Go forward, long live His Majesty Falcon! A huge shout suddenly came from the rain curtain in front, completely drowning his words. This was the battle cry of the cavalry charge of the Central Army of the Falcon Empire! The whole team of cavalry was heavily crashed into the gaul chaos In the queue, it was like a ball of spinning spiked flails hitting the thin armor. The fragments flew and even the hundreds of Gallic soldiers who came into contact could be clearly seen, being directly involved in the galloping horses and turned into ashes. A ball of meat on the ground

"Kill!" Thousands of lances rushed in neatly, like a river of light turning up in the heavy white rain. The horses' hooves rumbled and the earth trembled. The Falcon Cavalry moved forward neatly, and then suddenly rushed towards the Gallic army like an avalanche through the curvature of the slope at a distance of 200 meters.

"Oh my God, it's the cavalry of the Northwest Rebels!" The chaotic Gaul was completely overwhelmed by the cavalry. The black cavalry came with a roar of blood. Before they could fully react, they had already rushed out of their arms like a hurricane. Attacked by. Bringing up streaks of blood soaring into the sky,

"Kill" Dou Da's head was chopped into the air with a sharp blade, and the cavalry came like rolling thunder. Thousands of flying horse hooves kicked down from the front, and thousands of people shouted "kill" in fear. Looking at the corpses of his companions, they were like broken leaves rolled up in the storm, knocked down and trampled by the galloping horses. Finally torn to pieces, the 19th Gallic Regional Infantry Regiment, which was only a local army, collapsed immediately. All the queues immediately fell apart. The soldiers ignored the orders, threw down their weapons and ran away.

The scattered troops were like water that opened a floodgate, like the waves of a river. The surging crowds suddenly overwhelmed the troops behind them. There was a clamor everywhere: "Flee! Run!" "I'm dead!" The Gallic soldiers fled in all directions. They stepped on, squeezed, rolled, and collided with each other. White weapons were scattered all over the floor, and discarded infantry regiment flags were everywhere. In an instant, the army of more than 7,000 people was torn apart by the impact of a thousand cavalry. cease to exist

"What on earth is going on? How did the refugees become the northwest rebels?" Turo turned pale and stopped shouting in vain.

At this time, there was no more power that could save his men from defeat. Groups of defeated soldiers ran past him.

"It's too fast. It's only half an hour!" Turo's eyes were dull, and he didn't even resist as expected. It was a completely one-sided massacre.

His guard captain ran over panting, "Sir, the northwest rebels have come to kill us. Let's withdraw quickly!"

"Why are there rebels in the northwest?" Turo said to himself in a daze. His guard captain thought he hadn't heard and shouted repeatedly, "Sir, if we don't withdraw, we will all die here."

"Then what are you waiting for!"

Turo shuddered and seemed to realize how dangerous his situation was. He shouted angrily, "Quick, order the entire army to evacuate. Run as far as you can. These intelligence officers who said there are only refugees here should Go to hell!”

The distant mountains are winding, and the misty drizzle adds a hazy autumn feeling. The mountains are covered with red leaves, like a burning flame spreading from the mountainside to the top of the mountain.

Hu Keqili, the central general in charge of the left wing, walked up the steps of the mountain road surrounded by more than a dozen Falcon generals. On a wide flat on the top of the mountain, in the drizzle, a fat figure was standing quietly on the top of the mountain. , dressed in black Demon King armor, with a bright red cloak hanging from his shoulders behind him.

The broad back just stood there, but it gave people an unfathomable feeling. It seemed to contain the most terrifying power in the world, like an undercurrent of the ocean. The black hair was draped on the shoulders. A pair of monsters. The charming, cold and energetic eyes are looking at the vast land under their feet, making people feel that they can destroy anyone or anything at any time.

"His Majesty!"

Ten meters away from the back, Hu Keqili and the generals behind him stopped neatly and said respectfully.

"How's the plan going?" The fat man turned around from the front and asked.

"The plan to start a prairie fire has been launched," Hu Keqili responded excitedly. "The 15,000-strong Central Army has controlled an area of ​​fifty miles centered on Hitachi City as planned. The counter-rebellion army sent by the Gauls was defeated. I believe more drastic measures will be taken soon!

Hu Keqili's voice stopped, with a mysterious look of seriousness on his face, and continued, "The follow-up army of 50,000 has been prepared. As long as His Majesty gives the order, our army will open a gap from Hitachi City on the left, respond from the inside and outside, and attack in one fell swoop. The enemy's left wing, coupled with the sluggish mobilization of hundreds of thousands of refugees from the Gallic army, means that even if the Gauls react quickly, it will take at least ten days before they can assemble enough troops to fight our army. , our army will have already retreated safely by then! "

"In that case, let's get ready!" The fat man turned around and nodded with a deep look. He didn't have enough troops. The only way to hold back the Gauls was to rely on external force. Hundreds of thousands of refugees would undoubtedly disrupt the Gauls. The best aid to planning is just thinking about it With the hundreds of thousands of refugees about to be involved in the bloody battlefield, Fatty still feels a little sad inside. (To be continued. If you like this work, (.) vote for recommendation or monthly vote. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone Users please go to m.. to read.