Realm of Power

The fat man stood on a mound beside the road, looking at the North Star at the top of the northern sky. The faint brilliance looked a little blurry in the already half-lit sky. At this time, on the eastern horizon, he could see the sun was about to rise. The red light rises, the white morning mist water vapor flows on the earth like a white sand belt, countless lakes flash like pearls under the light of the morning sun, white water birds flutter and take off on the water, peaceful It's so beautiful that it makes your heart tremble! A Guards squadron leader behind him came over and reported, "Your Majesty, the Moorhausk garrison has arrived!"

"How long has it been since the torch was lit?" The fat man looked away with some reluctance, and straightened his collar that was stained by the morning mist.

"3 hours! The opponent is the local army..." the Guards squadron leader replied with a strange look and lowered his head.

"Three hours! Even a tortoise can't crawl at a speed of more than an hour! The local army can't be so outrageous." The fat man snorted heavily with a cold expression on his face, turned around and walked down to the temporary camp next to the outpost. As he walked, he said, "According to imperial regulations, seeing a letter of fire is a battle order." Under normal circumstances, troops within 50 miles must move closer to the reporting point, and troops within 10 miles must arrive within an hour! And the distance from Moorhausk to here is only 8 miles! For the local army training, it only takes 2 hours from the time of assembly to arrival! "

"Let me check, the person in charge of the Moorhausk garrison, which legion is this idiot? It's really embarrassing." After a while, the fat man stopped, suppressing the anger in his heart and said, "Three hours, if It’s a real war. The prairie cavalry from the north have already climbed up the walls of Moorhausk!”

The captain of the Guards Squadron glanced at the angry fat man and carefully reported, "Your Majesty, my subordinates have already asked that officer. The person in charge of the Moorhausk local garrison is called Heng Ting, who was once the deputy regiment of the Fifth Flag Regiment of the Western Army. "Chief, he was injured in the Battle of Prairie Corridor and was transferred here from the Western Army three years ago!"

"Western Army! Crolisat's men"

The fat man sneered at the corner of his mouth. What he should have thought of was that the Moorhausk area was defeated by the Western Army. The Western Army was also stationed here for more than half a year. Sure enough, he was a lazy guy with the same temperament as the general. He was able to set people on fire. The purpose of believing in fire is to see the response capabilities of the troops stationed in the inland areas. The result was so disappointing,

"Your Majesty, what should we do with the commander of the Hengting Banner? The opponent will be here soon..." the Guards Squadron Leader hesitated and asked. He was more than an hour late, which was enough to decide the outcome on the real battlefield. The lives and deaths of thousands of people are worthy of beheading according to military regulations! But after all, the opponent is a local army, and it is in an area where war will not break out. Such requirements are a bit too harsh!

"If it comes, let him kneel down! If you work for others as a lackey, you must be prepared to be beaten!" The fat man frowned slightly, waved his hand, and walked into a temporary military tent. The fat man lay down with his clothes on. Exhausted, he decided to take a nap first.

But he couldn't fall asleep, as the guard's report on the officer's interrogation was swirling in his mind. This incident was indeed deliberately arranged by someone, but Fatty was surprised that it turned out to be the local caravan he met halfway by the lake.

According to the officer, his cavalry broke into the opponent's private lake, which strengthened his determination to reduce the local garrison. The local garrison was too involved with the local government, and even became entangled with local forces in some areas. ,

This is the situation that I least want to see. It is imperative to reduce the local garrison. Moreover, the emperor's fee also decided to do this,

With the rapid expansion in Obarro in recent years, and the simultaneous war between the two empires of Gaul, Congo and Africa, the figure has swelled to an astonishing figure. The expenditure of 11.4 million gold coins per quarter, for the wealthy empire's finances, It is also a heavy and breathless burden,

Therefore, even though the empire has a large trading area in Oparo, Fatty is still worried about the heavy military expenditure report, and the empire is about to enter the more important inland sea area and Gaul Kyoto. These are strategic goals that determine the empire's century-old national destiny. If the empire's bloated army is not reduced, the burden of military expenditures will make the empire's upcoming steps difficult to move forward!

In the latest annual report submitted by the Ministry of Military Affairs, the number of local garrison troops reached an objective 600,000 last winter, and military expenditures accounted for one-half of the total military expenditures, almost balancing the main force in combat.

According to the local army reform proposal put forward by the Imperial Adjutant General Plais who is familiar with military affairs when he was in Salander, it is believed that the current number of local army in the empire is too large compared to the imperial army with a total strength of less than one million.

"If such a huge military force is just placed as a display in the empire, it is really a serious waste of resources. Especially after the empire implements the mayor system, urban garrisons that rely on city funds to operate independently will be established around the cities in the future. Team"

When submitting the report, Plais said that "these garrisons are recruited by the city itself and are divided into three levels according to the size of the city: 500 people, 1,000 people, and 1,500 people."

The regional garrison belongs to the city and is also funded by the city itself, which can significantly reduce the empire's financial expenditure. The main role and responsibility of the garrison is to maintain public order around the city and the safety of the caravans.

Under such conditions, the existence of a large number of local troops with no combat tasks is still maintained. In addition to the overlapping waste of resources, it is more likely to cause conflicts in regional and military sub-management!

"You are indeed an adjutant who is dedicated to the public good. Do you know how many generals in the empire will bear grudges against you because of such a suggestion? Aren't you afraid that a flower pot will fall from the sky when you go out? Will someone remove the wheels from the carriage?" The fat man turned it over in his hands. While reading the report, he looked at his seemingly upright, but actually always very sinister and cunning Imperial Lieutenant-General with complicated eyes, with a playful sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Plais looked calm, as if he was recounting something that had nothing to do with him, expressing his position very wisely.

"This is just a collection of jokes that my subordinate heard and found very interesting, so I specially copied them for His Majesty!"

"Joke? You really care about such a thick joke. My deputy, can you tell me how many pages are there?" The fat man picked up the thick report angrily and funny. He faced the deputy below. Slap it hard on the table

"A total of 32 pages! I have to thank His Majesty for the materials called paper that he sent to me. I didn't feel tired at all when writing. My subordinate was excited and started writing without knowing it!" Prais replied. extremely serious

"It is also my duty as a subordinate to make His Majesty smile happily. Your Majesty can definitely scold me and throw me out after laughing. These ridiculous things will ultimately need to be signed by His Majesty himself before they can be implemented. Anyway, I am absolutely I won’t admit that such a ridiculous suggestion exists!”

"Who are these people!

"The fat man touched his nose angrily and stared angrily at the guy who dragged him out of the warm soft quilt where a group of beauties were lying. He seemed to see a black tail wagging behind this guy, secretly sighed

"You are also the adjutant-general of the empire after all! Isn't it okay to give this opinion during official working hours? Do you really think it is appropriate to do it in such a sneaky way? And you think it is very disturbing to disturb the emperor's sleep in the middle of the night. Happy things?”

"Your Majesty, you must take care of your health! The national affairs are becoming more and more important, and you need to take care of yourself even more." Plais lowered his head and said extremely seriously, "If it is raised during the day at work, although my subordinate is the adjutant of the empire, he is also afraid of going out. A flower pot was thrown off the head, and the wheels of the carriage were removed for no apparent reason!" Plais blinked. The voice paused and then said, "And I have always believed that responsibility is something that a big man like Your Majesty needs to bear to be safer!"

"Shameless!"

The fat man cursed angrily. I really want to throw the report in my hand at the lieutenant's face. The person who could even encourage the Ruidian royal family to sell royal treasures privately was indeed a freak who cannot be judged by common sense!

After all, Fatty couldn't help but continue reading the report. An expression of appreciation soon appeared on his face, and it seemed that he was really moved by Plais's suggestion. I moved my butt and it was like scratching an itch!

The eloquent report of more than 30 pages submitted by Plais made him dazzled and gave him a headache. Did this guy deliberately show off his excellent grammar and vocabulary and insist on doing something that was originally very simple? It's complicated and difficult to understand, so why not condense it into one sentence?

"Retain the establishment of elite troops, transfer local administrative power to local governments, reduce the bloated army, and form a professional imperial army that is truly combat-oriented. Is this what it means!" said the fat man, pointing to one of the items.

"It can be said that" Plais nodded helplessly and said, "The biggest benefit of this implementation is of course to cooperate with the city mayor system that will be promulgated later, and to minimize the influence of the legion system on the region in the early days of the empire. force"

"Huh?" The fat man's face was stunned for a moment, and he began to become serious. He said slowly and in a cold tone, "Is this the essence of your local army reform?"

"Yes!" Plais said with beads of sweat on his forehead. "In order to encourage the legions to fight bravely, His Majesty placed many areas in the occupied areas under the jurisdiction of the legions, in exchange for the loyalty and excellence of the legions." combat effectiveness, but it also left a lot of hidden dangers.

"Although His Majesty adjusted and restricted the previous legion's powers after the mainland was pacified, many local army officers in the legion's jurisdiction are still officers who have retired from major legions. These local officers The invisible influence of the group has great interference in the region. The jurisdiction of the legion is a powerful obstacle to the concentration of power in the empire. If the empire wants to concentrate its full strength, this obstacle must be eliminated! "

Plais paused in his voice, glanced at the pensive fat man carefully, took a deep breath and said, "In fact, after peace was achieved in the interior of the empire, His Majesty was determined to open up the Obaro battlefield, and it was also with the hope of generals. The idea of ​​​​transferring the imperial power to Obarro,

The empire must ensure stability in its homeland! Outside the empire's homeland, combat groups based on legions can be formed. This is a very clever way for His Majesty to transfer hidden dangers in the country.

But to be disrespectful, these proud soldiers of the empire may still be loyal to him when your majesty is around. But if something happens to your majesty, who can guarantee that there won't be one or two people peeking at the power of the empire. Ambitious man! "

"He is a fierce general who has experienced hundreds of battles, and he has a large group of troops, and he has solid regional support." Plais's face became more and more excited. He said categorically, "The jurisdiction of each legion is a bomb buried within the empire. The local army reform system proposed by my subordinates is the same as the original intention of His Majesty in launching the Obarro War, which is to transfer the empire. Contradictions and hidden dangers exist beyond the mainland of the empire, as well as the vaster continent of Oparo. The soldiers and careerists of the empire can definitely make a difference on that continent!

"After unification, reduce the bloated military structure developed for previous wars and move elite heavy military groups to the border. Reducing the influence of weak internal military factions is the first step any country will take after achieving peace. Policies, although cruel, are a guarantee of national stability."

"Okay, let's put the report here first!"

The fat man could no longer keep calm. He looked at Plais as if he were looking at a monster. In this era where large numbers of peasants and soldiers were generally hired to expand the army, he could predictably propose such a highly targeted strategy. His adjutant Long-sighted in military and government affairs. Or perhaps it would be far above him as a time traveler. If he hadn't been born out of nowhere, he would have an outstanding military group like Marshal Berlant and Amicia and a civilian group like William Dale and Plais. , the possibility of unifying the entire continent is very high.

July sky. The scorching sun hung high in the middle. There is only a blue sky in the sky,

Heng Ting, leader of the Moorhausk local flag, knelt on his knees in front of the camp. Sweat rolled down his face, and his entire face turned the color of pig liver under the sun. Three hours of continuous exposure to the sun is enough to cause an adult to die of heat stroke and dehydration, if the guards don't bring him a bowl of water every half hour. He fell long ago

Feeling the numbness, swelling, and unbearable pain coming from his feet, staring at the ground under his knees with bloodshot eyes, the embarrassed Lord Hengting's heart had already turned Bourbon Ladd's ten All the Yatsura women greeted me,

"The bastard Bourbon family, what kind of petty officer can't get involved with big shots? Damn it, this is the Imperial Guard!"

He gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly. From the moment he saw the white thorn flower on the chest of the black-armored cavalry waiting in formation on the opposite side, he knew that he had hit a brick wall this time. The white thorn flower is the emperor's guard. The symbol, every guard's body With a status comparable to that of a squadron leader, it is possible to appear alone, but as before, hundreds of noble Guards cavalry appeared here in a row, which is enough to show that they arrogantly smashed the outpost and dared to Who is the person who is camping here waiting for me?

Heng Ting was almost frightened to death on the spot and quickly wanted to order to bring his subordinates back.

"Lord Hengting, if I were you, I would never turn around and go back! His Majesty ordered the fire to be lit because of the power of the fire!" A familiar voice came from the black-armored guard opposite. Hengting's body trembled slightly, in disbelief. turned around

I saw a black-armored guard squadron leader at the front of the queue. He took off his helmet, revealing the face of a majestic middle-aged man. The middle-aged man rode over slowly with his helmet under his arm. Behind him, The red cloak trembles as it moves

"Abiso? You are Abiso from Six Flags!"

Hengting opened his eyes excitedly and looked at the Guards Squadron Captain who was slowly approaching. This was a colleague in the Western Legion. Both of them were deputy commanders of the flag regiment, and they were both from southern Wikiia. Hunter, the relationship between the two is pretty good,

In the Battle of the Grassland Corridor, Hunting and Abiso were jointly responsible for the western section, and received orders to rush for reinforcements at the same time. As a result, the troops led by Hunting encountered a fierce counterattack by the elite of the Royal Court halfway, and the King of the Grassland Khan opened a gap and escaped from there. encircled,

Hengting fought hard and was hit by six arrows. Most of his men were killed or injured. Abiso, who came to reinforce him, carried him out of the dead. He rested in the rear for more than half a year before he survived death. Later, because of The battle was unfavorable and he was transferred from the Western Army to serve in the Moorhausk Regional Army.

"It's a short eight-mile journey, but it took you three hours."

Abiso looked at him with regret and said, "If it were a real war, by the time you arrived here, there would only be the trampled corpses of the soldiers! Are you still the same Hengting who tried his best to arrive at the battle site on time? ?"

"Something happened!"

Heng Ting blushed slightly, lowered his head and explained, "Last night happened to be the Double Orchid Festival in Moorhausk. Most of the soldiers went out. It only took half an hour to assemble, but it was delayed to more than an hour." At the end of the Shuanglan Festival, the soldiers returned in twos and threes, but it was too late! "

"I hope what you said is true, otherwise it will be very troublesome!"

Abiso's face looked better and he whispered, "Your Majesty was very angry because when he passed the post, he was stopped by your subordinates. And after investigation, it was found that this was an operation specifically targeting His Majesty! You should know this What does it mean?

"What! This...how is this possible!" Hengting was dumbfounded when he heard this. Then he thought of Bourbonrad's words before he came, and immediately gritted his teeth and said, "I know what's going on. It's Bourbonrad, it must be." That bastard!"

"What's going on? Explain it clearly, otherwise, I don't know if I can save you!" Abiso's face changed slightly, and he said hurriedly. Henting quickly told him the previous situation. Abiso listened very seriously and was basically sure that the person who notified the outpost was from the Bourbon family!

Taking a deep breath, he said to Henting, "I don't know how to say hello to being used as a gun by local merchants. It seems that His Majesty is right. You are indeed in trouble!"

"Kneel at the entrance of the camp, if you still want to get His Majesty's forgiveness!" Abiso turned his back and said coldly, "My legs may be broken like this, at least I will be lame for a while. Anyway, it's much better than being beheaded directly! I hope this incident won't cause a big storm!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!