Realm of Power

In the early morning of the next day, in the confusing mist, 20,000 new troops from Zhivadin arrived at Toda Fortress. In front of them was a ruins of rocks. The stones charred by the fire were like black boulders. The collapsed piles were filled with various broken weapons and bloody pieces of broken armor. On the other side, there were bloodstains everywhere in the fortress. Although there was not a single body in sight, the tragic and bloody smell still enveloped the entire fortress. The morning wind blew through, causing a roar among the empty ruins of the fortress, as if the previous fighting was still there. It hasn't stopped yet, the warrior's heroic spirit is still patrolling the fortress.

"The blood is still cold!" This is the first impression of this batch of recruits about the war. The news about Toda Fortress has already spread throughout the army, 3,000 versus 20,000. Everyone is fascinated by this legendary offensive and defensive battle. , looking at the silent fortress in ruins, it seems that the echoes of fighting can still be heard in the minds of these recruits, and the belief in revenge is spreading throughout the army.

"According to the news brought by the Sanwa tribe, the noble army had withdrawn to the outskirts of Kyoto last night." In the camp outside the fortress, the fat man spread out the map on the table, and stopped his finger at the edge of the border between Kyoto and Falundi. "Now the entire Buddha The Lundi area is back in our hands again." The fat man changed his voice, "But this is Our 3,000 Samor warriors paid for it with their blood. As a local lord, I do not want to offend the noble royal family, but as an army commander, I cannot ignore the blood and sacrifice of my subordinates. I decided to teach these despicable nobles a lesson. , let them know that there will be a price to pay for doing something wrong.”

"Sir, are you saying that you are going to enter the Kudan area?" Salon stood up excitedly. As the first contributor to turning the tide of the war, Fatty had handed over the original mixed second cavalry regiment to him and appointed him as Samor's fourth. Commander of the flag regiment, if there is anyone who most hopes to teach the noble army a lesson, then it must be Salon. Thinking of the thousands of Samorian light cavalry who followed him and died on the battlefield yesterday, Salon shed blood.

"Yes, I have ordered the three flag regiments in the Aumr area to advance towards the Kudan area." The fat man nodded and made a circle with his finger on the map, covering the entire southern Kudan area. "This time I We must move forward from both ends, occupy all the lands of the Kyoto nobles in the southern area of ​​​​Kudan, smash the shell of Kyoto Cresto, and make these arrogant nobles tremble in front of the Samor sword. "

In mid-August, Caesar Sauron launched a raid code-named "Revenge" in the Omur region.

The 20,000 most elite Samor main battle force was divided into three groups to encircle the 20,000 noble garrison in the Kudan area.

On a sunny morning, crossbow arrows were flying all over the sky, and the Samor crossbowmen's sudden attack drove the noble defenders crazy. Under the cover of spearmen and cavalry on both sides, eight thousand crossbowmen formed four groups. Ten slowly advancing military formations, arrowheads protruding like locusts fell like a rainstorm,

The noble light infantry, which lacked the protection of heavy armor, fell like harvested weeds. The light cavalry assault wearing thin leather armor collapsed in front of the powerful crossbow array. The noble army broke up and fled, and the front line was in chaos.

At this time, the Samorian light cavalry distributed on both sides of the military formation rushed in like a roaring hurricane. They chopped down their men and trampled their horses, killing the noble army out of the formation, leaving behind bloody corpses on the ground. The noble army exploded uncontrollably. camp, just when the noble generals were shouting to gather their troops

The Samor heavy infantry guarding the crossbowmen were pushed over like a mountain. Countless frontline light infantry were pushed forward. The sharp and dense spears were stained red with blood. The outer resisters fell one by one under the dense spears. Satsuma The Er people beat the war drums and marched in order among the piles of corpses.

In the face of the high-morale Samor people, the Sahuli Fort Heavy Cavalry Regiment, which finally pressed the battle, wisely chose to retreat, taking away the last glimmer of hope for the noble army.

"Damn Marquis Sahuri!" The abandoned noble generals angrily threw their weapons to the ground. The defeated noble army hung up the triangular white sail flag representing surrender. The nobles did not want to have their heads chopped off by Samour like ordinary soldiers. , as long as he doesn’t die, his family can exchange him for ransom. The war is over, and desperate resistance is meaningless.

In this battle, 8,000 nobles were killed and 14,000 were captured. Eight flag commanders and 138 nobles were captured. The last barrier between Kyoto and Omul was shattered. The Samor army Enter the hinterland of Kyoto.

News of the "Battle of Omur" spread back to Kyoto, causing panic among the nobles in Kyoto. No one knew what the angered Samors would do. The bloodbath in Kyoto was not done before. Countless nobles, big and small, fled. Leave Kyoto and seek refuge in a relatively stable area in the north of Kyoto.

Soon, they discovered that the Samors seemed to be more interested in the land south of Kyoto and had no intention of attacking Cresto. This made the nobles finally let go of their worries.

What followed was the resentment of the nobles against the private military nobles, "Why should we bear the trouble you caused?"

Tens of thousands of Samorian elites are devouring their territories outside Kyoto, while the troubled aristocratic private army, led by Marquis Duacry, is stationed motionless in the Volundy border area.

The indifference to the nobles' losses in Kyoto completely angered most of the nobles in Kyoto. The reputation of the private military nobles plummeted. Many families announced their withdrawal from the private military alliance. The originally powerful private military forces were reduced to the nobles. the laughing stock

As the power of the private army nobles was greatly reduced (they were all captured by Samor), the direction of the palace discussion began to turn to complaints about the private army nobles' unauthorized attack on Samor.

"Your Majesty, the private military nobles who caused unrest in Kyoto this time should be severely punished!"

“The sinners of these kingdoms should be exiled to the cold northern Hulikburg!”