Realm of Power

"My lord, you have been up all night!" Andalin, the adjutant of the legion wearing a blue uniform of the Gallic Emperor, walked into the room and opened the closed window of the room. A ray of golden sunshine came from the outside with the fresh air outside the window. Come in,

Hassan Rimbaud, the commander of the Sixth Army of Gaul, looked up from the military map. His face was full of exhaustion and his eyes were bloodshot. His always self-disciplined style made him look a little thin, but he was not weak, but Very strong, hard feeling, like a hammer, full of tight power,

This famous Gallic general, who is 1.8 meters tall, has flaxen curly hair, and the star mark of the captain of the Gallic army hangs on his neat shoulders. Although he is already middle-aged, he still has a bit of elegance that does not belong to his age. , a pair of domineering eyes, making the person being looked at feel a chill in his heart that is as real as ice. This is a natural reaction that has been used to life and death for many years, but when he saw Andalin, this famous imperial general was cold. There is still a rare warmth in his eyes,

There's not much dirty stuff, it's just a kind of care from the elders to the younger ones.

Andalin is the daughter of his best friend Marquis Anda. She is 21 years old. She comes from a well-known Anda family and graduated from the Imperial University. She has a pair of brown eyes and is absolutely beautiful. The sun shines on her naturally curly golden brown hair, which is blue. color and ivory are Lord, the simple-designed adjutant uniform also looked gorgeous because of her. On the eastern battlefield, the Sixth Army, known as the "Imperial Tiger Army", experienced many bloody battles. As the commander of the Tiger Army, Hassan Rimbaud I almost fell into death several times,

If Andalin's father, Marquis Anda, had not fought to the death for the queen, Hassan Rimbaud would have been surrounded and captured alive by the Central Asians.

According to the tradition of the Central Bian people, the Central Bian people who always pay attention to etiquette have retained a very cruel custom, that is, they will tie their enemies to the graves of their relatives, disembowel them, and dig out their hearts and lungs. It's considered revenge. Countless Central Asians died at the hands of Hasen Rimbaud, and there were countless Central Asian nobles who wanted to eat their flesh alive. There was even a high-ranking deputy commander of the Central Asian army who offered a bounty of 100,000 gold coins to buy him. Hassan Rimbaud's Head

"How's the situation on the left wing?" Hassan Rimbaud glanced at Andalin who was sorting documents on her desk. She didn't know what she was thinking, and asked.

"It's not very ideal. I heard that the counterattack caused a lot of casualties. Master Gledda has readjusted the attack strategy. I believe there will be good news soon! Teacher, you should take a rest first. An emergency meeting was held all night yesterday. . I believe there will be no big problem if you reorganize your forces."

"It's just an old injury. It's nothing compared to the current crisis!" Hassan Rambo stretched his waist pretending to be relaxed. A burst of acupuncture-like pain came from the left rib, which made him feel uncomfortable. His expression looked a little unnatural,

Andalin's voice stopped, and she hesitated to speak. He muttered, "When we set out, my wife specifically told me that the autumn cold was coming, and the old injuries on the teacher's body were already showing signs of relapse. If we don't pay attention, I'm afraid it will cause more serious consequences."

"It seems that he is really old!"

Hassan Rambo sighed secretly in his heart. It was during a battle in the east. The laceration wound caused by being shot by the horse archers of Zhongbia with an arrow cluster. Although the sharp arrow was taken out, Hassan Rambo was also hit by the strong impact and broke three of his bones. If the ribs hadn't been in the way, the sharp arrow would have penetrated his spleen. It was the fiercest moment of the fierce battle. As the commander of the Imperial Tiger Army, Hassan Rambo gritted his teeth and asked the guards to wrap it with rags. , once again visited the frontline command in person,

By the time the victory was won, it was already five or six days later, and the wound was already a bloody mess. Fortunately, it was a cold winter, so the wound was not inflamed. It was finally healed, leaving the root of the disease that would hurt whenever the weather was cold.

There are as many as a dozen such wounds on Hasen Rimbaud's body, all from previous battles.

"Crisis? What does the teacher mean...?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across Andalin's pretty face. In fact, she was not very clear about the situation on the front line. This was not an era where information could be transmitted quickly. It would take more than half a day to send the messenger cavalry from the left wing to the base camp, so Andalin had not been able to do so until now. We haven’t yet figured out what’s going on with the left wing. The only thing we know is that the Bruges Fortress, the center of gravity of the left wing, has been lost. The person in charge of the left wing, Gleida, is gathering hundreds of thousands of troops from the left wing to counterattack the Bruges Fortress.

The battle was fierce and there were countless casualties!

She has been with Hasen Rimbaud for 2 years. She has experienced the cruelty of the Central-Biarian War. She knows very well what it means when such words appear in military reports. No commander would use it without a fifth of the battle damage. Such an ominous wording. One-fifth of the 180,000 troops on the left is more than 30,000 people. In just a short time, On one day, 30,000 casualties were recorded. Such figures are indeed a bit scary. It is no wonder that the teaching profession showed an unprecedented sense of decadence. Even when faced with the encirclement and encirclement of more than 100,000 Chinese and Libyan troops, teachers were still Take it calmly, but this time, it is just a Bruges Fortress. Do you need to be so nervous?

"This time, it's not just the left wing that's shaken, but the entire Rusty defense line!" Looking at the confused Andalin, Hassan Rambo smiled bitterly. "The current situation is very complicated, and I can't explain it for a while. To put it simply, if the Bruges Fortress on the left wing cannot be captured in a short time, If we take that back, our war situation will take a turn for the worse. The northwest rebels will tear a gap from the left wing, just like they did against the Eighth Army, and completely push us into the abyss. This time in the Battle of Rusty, thirty of the empire gathered. With a force of ten thousand, it can be said that the local troops in the rear provinces have been completely emptied.

"Have you ever thought about what it would mean for the dozens of provinces in the hinterland of the empire that have almost no military strength if the Rusty defense line is lost?" Hassan Rambo stopped, and closed his eyes with an ugly face. "The northwest rebels will be devastated and devoured." These provinces are defenseless! But our Gallic Empire has no troops that can stop its front unless mobilized. The Imperial Guard in Kyoto, but you and I both know how complicated it is to mobilize the personnel involved in the Imperial Guard. For hundreds of years, the Imperial Guard has been integrated into various wealthy families in Kyoto, and the internal relationships are intricate. It is no longer the army that was extremely loyal to the royal family. It will be difficult to mobilize the imperial guards even if the emperor comes forward! "

"How could this happen?" Andalin's beautiful eyebrows frowned. In her mind, the empire was powerful and invincible. However, the situation in front of her showed that the empire was not as expected, but was declining. ,

"Get ready, I need to go to the left wing myself!"

Hassan Rimbaud stood up and straightened his collar. Taking a deep breath, he made up his mind and said, "The 4th Infantry Regiment and the 5th Infantry Regiment of the central defense corps will come with me. While the northwest rebels have not yet stabilized on the left wing, we can no longer let the fate of the empire change over time." Slipping away from our waiting little by little, no matter what the result is, I must do something! "

In the morning light, the battle flag of the Sixth Legion of Gaul was howling in the wind, and the two temporarily assembled main infantry regiments advanced towards the left wing. Because they are both regular Gallic troops, the strength of the two infantry regiments is close to 40,000. According to Hasen Rimbaud's prediction, they should be able to reach the Bruges battlefield in the afternoon. Both sides should be very tired at that time, and the input of 40,000 new troops would be enough to retake the Bruges Fortress, but it is a pity. He soon discovered that he had made a huge mistake.

The troops leading the way stopped just as they entered the left wing area, accompanied by the clang of the army. With the sound of cars rumbling, Anda Linlin, who was following Hassan Rimbaud, saw an unforgettable scene.

"It's the refugees!" Andalin looked ahead dumbfounded. The endless flow of people at a glance was like a long dragon, rolling in from the east, all the way to the west. These people were driving carriages loaded with large and small boxes, and some were panting. Some are carrying all their belongings, and some are empty. Without bringing them, the poor old man was staggering while driving two sheep; a woman holding a child in one hand and carrying heavy luggage in the other was trekking hard on the road and fell. The child was crying in her arms, and the mother was sobbing. Someone passed by, but no one reached out to help.

The deep suffering has made people's hearts selfish and numb, and their eyes are blank and sluggish: they have lost their home, their land, and their protection. Besides civilians, there are also many soldiers.

"Bunch of bastards, cowards!"

The soldier with an injured leg was limping and cursing while walking with a cane. His companions had abandoned him; on the side of the road, an officer covered in mud and blood sat on the ground and kept pleading loudly, "Please , take me away! My leg is broken! Please!" People walked past him in stride, and no one stopped. Until his vocal cords were torn and he could no longer scream, he cried silently, grabbing the grass on the ground with his hands, struggling to move and crawl like an insect. There were many soldiers who were in good health, and they were already very ashamed. He took off his armor, pretended to be a civilian and walked away with his head hanging down.

"Catch one and ask what's going on?"

Hasen Rimbaud's face was gloomy. The defeated army in front of him was obviously the local army on the left. This group of guys with no quality at all, fought for what was available. Once an unfavorable situation occurred, they immediately fled. They were said to be soldiers. Rather, they are a group of opportunists. These people are really a disgrace to the military!

Soon, a man who looked like an officer covered in blood was brought over by the guards.

"What are you doing? Are you fleeing en masse?" Hassan Rimbaud was riding on his horse, looking at the trembling officer with cold eyes.

"No, sir, we are just moving to the right wing!" Hearing Hasen Rimbaud's murderous words, the officer shuddered and said in a panic, "We have all withdrawn from the Bruges Fortress. , the troops were scattered, many adults died, we can only choose to evacuate spontaneously to the right wing! "

"Fortress of Bruges?" Hassan Rimbaud's eyebrows frowned slightly. No way. Could it be that the counterattack on Fortress of Bruges failed? How long did it take for the left-wing army of hundreds of thousands to be defeated like this? What the hell is this bastard Gladda doing?

"Where is Gleida, the person in charge of the left wing, now?" Hassan Rimbaud asked through gritted teeth.

"The younger one really doesn't know. Too many people died. The corpses covered the ground below the Bruges Fortress. The younger one ran out of the pile of corpses in the dark at night." The officer had a mournful face and was covered in blood from the beginning. Judging from the situation, it didn’t look like he was telling lies. In the end, a wounded soldier told Hasen Rimbaud that the left-wing army was completely defeated under the Bruges Fortress, and the base camp had been withdrawn to Anta, fifty miles away from the Bruges Fortress. riverland,

"Go to Antahe Land!"

Hassan Rimbaud's face was as cold as ice. There was a scene of chaos along the way. A large number of refugees were migrating along the road. The noise was deafening. The refugees, the defeated army, and the local country nobles were in chaos. The structures of several local infantry regiments they encountered had been broken down. Due to the lack of unified command, groups of local armies were scurrying around like a group of headless flies. After seeing the sign of the Sixth Army, they began to gather together.

Hassen Rimbaud collected all the troops along the way and arrived at the Anta River area where the left wing base camp is located. It has grown from 40,000 to 60,000, an increase of more than 20,000. However, compared with the collapse of hundreds of thousands of left-wing troops, this small amount of force compensation is really insignificant, and these local armies are still panicked. Whenever I hear the slightest sound of wind or vibration, I will turn pale with fright, and I don't know that I am under the Bruges Fortress. What terrible blow did these local armies suffer?

The reinforcements of the Sixth Army arrived at the fortress area of ​​the Anta River. In a room inside, he saw the haggard-looking left wing leader Gedalai, a new leader in the imperial world who had previously been loyal and loyal. At this time, he was huddled up, his shoulders were shaking, he was huddled in the corner and buried his face in his hands, his pupils were obviously dilated. With a dull look on his face,

"how so!"

Hassan Rambo looked at Gleda and gasped, the first time he saw Gleda. He knew that the spirit of this famous imperial general had collapsed. Although he was not necessarily crazy, he must be unable to continue to command.

"What happened? Gleda, answer me!" Hassan Rimbaud angrily kicked Gleda in the thigh. "Don't think that you can escape the punishment of the Ministry of Military Affairs, there are 180,000 troops!" It’s enough to kill you eight times! "Glada held her head in her hands, her face was horribly pale, her nose was dripping with saliva, her eyes were empty and full of fear, she looked at Hassan Rimbaud as if she were looking at an unknown stranger, and she let out a cry from her mouth. The painful sound of stammering

"Sir, please stop. Lord Gleda doesn't want to do this either!" Gleda's guard captain next to him quickly explained, "Sir, you just tried to commit suicide once, but we stopped it, and then it became like this. !”

"Trash, I shouldn't have believed your nonsense in the first place!" Hassan Rimbaud then stopped and turned to the guard captain, "What on earth is going on in the Fortress of Bruges?

"Our army stormed the Fortress of Bruges, but encountered a strong counterattack by the northwest rebels, resulting in heavy casualties! More than a dozen infantry regiments were blown to pieces, or shot into a hornet's nest. The army collapsed at that time." The guard captain said with a painful look on his face, "Lord Glada had no choice but to supervise the battle in person, but Xi The cavalry of the Northern Rebel Army suddenly came out at this moment. Our army could no longer stop the defeat. The local army was even more dispersed. If Lord Gleda had not personally led the army to the rear, he blocked the attack of the opponent's cavalry. If we pursue them, not even one-tenth of the troops will be able to withdraw from the Bruges Fortress alive! "

"How many troops are still able to fight now?" Hassen Rambo blinked painfully after listening to the process, "Three infantry regiments are already the limit! This is because these three infantry regiments belong to the base camp," the guard captain said quickly, " Because it was an army-wide rout, the base camp has lost contact with other infantry regiments. At present, it should still have about half of its strength."

"Where are the northwest rebels?" Hassan Rambo asked mercilessly. The guard captain's expression changed, and he finally said helplessly, "The casualties should be less than 10,000!"

"Less than 10,000 casualties!" Hassan Rimbaud felt his feet getting weak a little bit. He had already had a premonition that the situation in the Battle of Bruges Fortress was going to be bad, but he did not expect that the defeat would be so miserable. A total of hundreds of thousands of troops were defeated and collapsed, but the other side did not even lose 10,000 people. There were battles here and there, it was simply a one-sided massacre! If our side still had military strength and local advantages before, it has now been completely reversed by the opponent.

"Order all troops to withdraw from the left wing!" Hassan Rimbaud was silent for a while and gave the decisive order

"Give up the left wing? Doesn't that mean..." Andalin next to her made a somewhat panicked voice. Before setting off, the teacher said how important the left wing was, but at this moment, she gave up in just one sentence?

"If you don't give up, will more people die here?" Hassan Rimbaud smiled bitterly. "If there is a slight choice, I would be willing to give up the extremely important left wing, but the current situation is obviously unable to hold on to the left wing.

Instead of continuing to fill up the troops in impossible areas, it is better to shrink the defense line. The urban area in the north of Rusty is basically on the right wing.

The left wing area is a land of mountains and plateaus. Because of this, both sides are interested in the convenience of the left wing.

If you are attacking urban areas, you must attack city by city. This is not in line with the strategic purpose of seeking to break through the opponent in the shortest time.

Moreover, I don’t know why, but I have a vague feeling that the opponent’s military strength should increase, and it will increase significantly. If you continue to stay on the left wing, it will be a dead end! "

"What, the Northwest Rebels will increase their strength?"

Everyone was frightened, but the one who said this was the famous general Hassan Rambo, and no one dared to refute him

"Don't forget, the other party took the initiative to attack Rusty in order to cut off the southwest! From the beginning, the other party did not give their all." Hassan Rambo raised his head and looked at the vast sky outside, and said slowly with a bitter mouth