Realm of Power

"Oh my god... what kind of weapon is this...!" Gongsun Liang, who was sitting opposite Xu Dongli, acted even more exaggeratedly than Xu Dongli. His mouth was wide open and his bloodshot eyes were staring at that man. The fat man from Zambia who casually killed a hundred-jin wild boar. He had seen these arrogant and domineering black men. The Armored Cavalry is a bit distasteful. He is the accompanying military attache of the mission. He is also one of the top military recruits among the younger generation in Baili Changting. He thinks he can draw the most powerful bow, but he can never do it all at once. The arrow nailed a black wild boar weighing hundreds of kilograms to the ground, which was beyond his comprehension.

Gongsun Liang was shocked by the violence of this weapon, and Xu Dongli was attracted by this weapon. He was a forger, and he was far more aware of the horror of long-range anti-personnel weapons than Gongsun Liang. I have had confrontations with the grassland people on the battlefield, and I have seen with my own eyes how the empire's infantry regiments collapsed in front of the grassland people's long-range shots flying in the sky. Such a sharp weapon should appear in the hands of such a barbarian. It is really a waste of resources. . . . Xu Dongli's heart was bleeding, and his mind was filled with the words of a teacher who was so angry that he vomited blood after hearing that the important northern town of Beiqing was lost.

"The prairie cavalry originated from a bitter cold land. They live in a harsh environment all year round. The ground is covered with weeds and the sky is green. All food must be obtained from heaven. People who live there are heroes if they can survive. They are forged in the struggle of life and death. The grassland people are not comparable to the farming races living in the fertile inland areas. The grassland people are the most terrifying nation. They are so powerful that they have been at war with them in the Central and Eastern Suburbs for thousands of years. Even if they occasionally have the opportunity to be severely injured, they will live for ten years. In the past few years, another new generation of grassland lords has emerged that is more ruthless than the previous generation. They are tenacious and tough, violent and ferocious. These people are natural warriors and can fight thousands of miles without any supplies. They have excellent mobility. remote Cavalry and archery are the nightmare of all inland troops! Even if a large city wall is erected, it cannot stop the catastrophe. Only warriors who are more fierce than the prairie people and sharper in cavalry and archery can be restrained. ."

Completely ignoring the horrified expressions of others, the two cavalry guards under the fat man had already let out a cheer, flying their horse hooves towards the neck where an arrow had penetrated the thick mud.

The big wild boar, whose entire huge body was deflected by the impact, struggled crazily when it saw someone approaching, with an arrow cluster stuck in its neck. Perhaps feeling that the end was coming, two short hooves scratched the ground crazily. A guard jumped off the horse briskly, and neatly drew out the arc-shaped sword that caught the cold light, and pointed it at the man who was still struggling to arch. A man's wild boar can be chopped down with one knife, killing people without batting an eyelid on the battlefield, especially when killing a wild boar. The wild boar makes a pitiful cry before it dies, attracting the attention of nearby caravans passing by. "What a bunch of barbarians!" A young nobleman in the caravan was so frightened by the violence that he turned pale.

"Master, don't say this nonsense, these are all people in the army!"

The experienced butler next to him quickly reminded that the entire west is now under the control of the Falcon Empire. The black-armored cavalry of the Falcon Empire swept through the northwest of Obarro in just two years. Their reputation is enough to make even crying children stop crying. The knowledgeable businessmen and nobles have long been frightened and turned away. , experienced a whole month of bloody cleanup in Gaul. Countless northwest people were beheaded and driven out of Gaul. Even those northwest merchants and nobles who had been hostile to the rise of the Falcon Empire were angry, regardless of their previous status. At this time, there was no doubt that they were leaning on the side of the Falcon Empire. The merchants asked the empire to send troops to severely punish the Gauls for their atrocities! Some of the northwest kingdoms that had surrendered to the empire also offered to jointly conquer Gaul.

"Pfft!"

Blood spurted out from the wild boar's wound, and the painful wild boar lay completely on the ground.

The guard skillfully tied up the big wild boar that had lost its strength with a rope. The war horse dragged it back with a burst of smoke. The wild boar snorted for a while and finally lost its sound. The fat man jumped off the horse and pulled out his arrow from the wild boar's neck. Tu Tu, still muttering, "The penetration is good, but the power is still not enough."

The fat man tilted his head with regret and inserted the arrow cluster into the quiver. He seemed not very satisfied. He looked at the bloody wounds on the wild boar carcass that had been torn apart by crossbow arrows. His eyes flickered, as if he was examining something. failed works,

The arrow just now was indeed a bit cruel. The thick wild boar skin could not block the heavy crossbow's close range strike. The arrow cluster directly opened the sebum from the neck and penetrated, and penetrated from the other end of the thick neck. It was powerful and heavy. The arrow cluster was inserted with wild boar blood. In the soil, a wild boar weighing hundreds of kilograms couldn't stand this and took away a piece of meat. The bold and fearless attitude just now was enough to show that this arrogant guy was used to being arrogant in the neighborhood. Today, he bumped into his hand. It’s considered unlucky! It happened to be used to test the latest infantry crossbow sent by the institute.

The fat man has never been a idle hunter. According to him, only the kingdom is qualified to be called prey. Lazy people don’t like hunting, which is an activity that involves high activity. The crossbow in the fat man’s hand is not The assault crossbows used by other Guards cavalry are used to the insidious fat man who wants to kill people without repaying his life, and they despise the cavalry's sudden attack. The special assault crossbow has poor penetrating power and cannot achieve the effect of killing heavily armored targets with one arrow. The infantry foot-operated heavy crossbows equipped only by the heavy crossbowmen of the Imperial Infantry Legion have always been used. The infantry foot-operated crossbows are heavy and just right. The fat man felt that he was very good at using it, and he could always put forward valuable suggestions for improvements to the infantry crossbows that the imperial infantry relied on for life and death.

For example, the current one is the improved Type 4 infantry crossbow just sent from the research institute. In view of the fact that the power of the imperial standard crossbow has been increased to the limit, Fatty's requirements for the improvement of the infantry crossbow are also changing, from power to ease of operation. , the soldiers of the empire need to have quick combat effectiveness. This is the direction of the reform of the imperial army.

The Infantry Crossbow Type 4 has been improved in this way, canceling the requirements for improved range and penetration of elite shooters, and instead improving the speed of drawing the arrow and the stability of shooting required by ordinary shooters.

According to Fatty's suggestion, the institute installed a more labor-saving pulley rod for the Type 4 foot-operated crossbow, and a notch for the triangular bracket appeared on the crossbow handle. This small change immediately made it easier for ordinary crossbowmen to shoot. The accuracy is greatly increased. Even a new recruit can hit a target 50 meters away with the fourth type if he is proficient in basic operations.

If you are a skilled crossbowman, your shooting accuracy can reach 100 meters. In the past, this was the shooting accuracy of elite crossbowmen. Although the range of infantry crossbows was about 200 meters, when it came to accurate shooting, it was quite good to be able to allow ordinary soldiers to reach 50 meters. Even with modern rifles, there is no standard sight. It is also very difficult to hit a target of fifty meters under such circumstances. In the past, the range of elite crossbowmen was only a hundred meters to hit a person's body. And among the Falcon Empire's more than 100,000 crossbowmen, such marksmen are only a mere thousand in number.

With the effect of the fourth type, the performance of these elite crossbowmen is even more terrifying. An arrow piercing the throat from 150 meters away is really not a myth. It is the nightmare of the enemy commander. The first target of these marksmen is always the enemy. The most conspicuous commander, in this era of cold weapons, the identity of the commander is very easy to recognize. The kind of armor that carries the heraldic flag of the family and is so polished that it can be used as a mirror is often the unlucky guy who can be killed by an elite crossbow shooter.

"Although the power of the Type 4 infantry crossbow is weakened, it can still penetrate heavy infantry armor within 100 meters. The infantry heavy crossbow aimed at the enemy's heavy armor troops needs this effect. Otherwise, it is just a joke with the lives of soldiers!" Fatty casually said Throwing the infantry crossbow type 4 to the guards, "Okay, drag it to the river and drain the blood! I hope it will be beaten to death tonight!" The two guards looked happy. I dragged the wild boar carcass to the river not far away. After running behind His Majesty for a long time, I was ready to eat the pickled and dried meat. Now I will serve such a feast. , everyone is happy,

The fat man got back on his horse and glanced at the Zambia caravan not far away, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Your Majesty, do you need me to go and ask?"

The guard captain who was following behind asked in a gloomy voice. He had noticed just now that this Central Bian caravan looked unusual. There was no loading carriage, and there were more than thirty people wearing Central Bian costumes. The person is protecting next to a carriage. The person in the carriage is looking at this side with a burning gaze.

These Central Asians are so bold. In the entire northwest, no one except spies has ever dared to pay such attention to the army, let alone His Majesty the Emperor's Guards!

"No, I just don't understand the rules. Let's continue on our way. Our time is very tight."

The fat man shook his head slightly. He had to rush to the southwest capital 20 miles away to watch the performance of the Dorok Cloud Performance Troupe led by Messi Jielin. There was no need to go into extraneous details. Messi Jielin's performance The group finally landed in Obarro in mid-July and has performed twice with sensational results, once in the northwest city of Ocean City and once in Luwangaka on the coast of Ocean City.

In addition to the large-scale mobilization of the army, the entire northwest is now paying attention to the performance troupe.

I had always thought that the Falcon Empire was an Obalo people who only knew how to kill, but I was also greatly shocked by the performance group. Messi Jielin's extremely dazzling Merlin Sky Dance, and the gossamer flowers as gorgeous as a whisper from the sky. Qingyin, coupled with the huge performance team of more than 300 people from Salander specially joined by Nile, the bloodthirsty style of the Falcon Emperor team has already begun. It has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In addition, the mobilization of the Falcon Army has become more and more frequent recently. The atmosphere in the Southwest District has also reached the point of tenseness. The Imperial Regiment is mobilizing to the north one by one. Even the businessmen know that the Empire is going to The war against the Gauls started, and Mercy Jielin's performance troupe came to the southwest capital, which eased the tense atmosphere a little.

For the culturally poor northwest region, it was definitely a huge cultural shock wave, making the indigenous people in the northwest region feel their jaws drop to the ground. No one will ever think that the Falcon Empire is just a bunch of butchers who just kill people everywhere. It turns out that there is such a bright light of culture. The Salander Sky Cult is rapidly expanding in the northwest region. The area that has just experienced the war happens to be the sky. The soil for the development of the religion, with its somewhat deceptive and romantic teachings, makes many people in the northwest feel yearned for and intoxicated. Temples of the Sky Sect can be seen in some cities in the northwest.

"My lord, please stay! We are the envoys of the Central Asian Empire. I wonder if we can say a few words!"

The fat man didn't want to cause trouble, but Xu Dongli and Gongsun Liang didn't think so. Their eyes flickered when they looked at the fat man's black hair, which is only common among Central and African people. The fat man came over, followed by Gongsun Liang, who was the deputy envoy. Behind him, the two people looked determined to win. They had discussed it secretly just now. The fat man's black hair made them believe that this officer should be a descendant of Central Bians. This was easy to handle, since he was a Central Bian. Their descendants will definitely help Zhongbia. This is the inertial thinking of the Central and African people.

Central and Bian people who care about status always stubbornly believe that as long as the other party's blood is flowing in their bodies, they will be very polite to the requests of fellow Central Bians and will go out of their way to protect them. No matter what,

The fat man frowned slightly and pulled his horse back fiercely. If it hadn't been for the words "Messengers from China and Bia?", he would have ridden his horse directly, leaving the opponent with a speechless look on his face. . He turned his head and glanced at Xu Dongli and Gongsun Liang, and said in a condescending cold voice, "I hope you are not lying and can provide proof to explain your purpose of coming. Otherwise, I won't mind ordering you to be killed directly!"

"You... are of Zhongbia blood, and you said such words, aren't you afraid of betraying your ancestors?" Xu Dongli did not expect that the other party had no consciousness of Zhongbia descendants, and stared at the fat man's cold face. Pointing at the fat man with trembling fingers, his whole body was shaking with anger. As soon as Xu Dongli finished speaking, the guard behind the fat man unceremoniously pulled out his sword.

"How presumptuous! Do you know who you are talking to?" The guards don't care about the name of the China-Biya mission. The murderous intent was almost overflowing from everyone's face. His Majesty Falcon's black hair was given by God. Does it have anything to do with the Central Asians? They even slandered His Majesty Falcon as a Central Asian. These guys are so fed up. As long as His Majesty's little hand moves, the guards will unceremoniously chop the guy who offended His Majesty into pieces.

"I am the envoy of the Zhongbia Empire, you don't have the guts to kill me!" Xu Dongli stood up straight. He looked arrogant. Although the Falcon Empire gave him a great shock, it could not shake his inner pride of being superior to others. Except for the Central Asians, all other races were barbarians.

"Kill them all! It's just the envoy group. What's the big deal? After killing them all, you can also find the corpses!" The fat man deliberately pretended to be ferocious and ordered to the guards,

"No. We have the seal of His Majesty the Emperor of China and Belgium as proof! We also have the documents of the mission. We are really the mission of China and Belgium." Deputy envoy Gongsun Liang was frightened and shuddered. He was just China and Belgium. The dandy son of Baili Changting in Yajing, although he was a military attache, he had never even been on the battlefield. He was killed by the guards. The murderous aura was so overwhelming that his heartbeat stopped for a moment. Before the stubborn Xu Dongli could speak, he shouted quickly. He was afraid that if he shouted too late, he would be chopped into pieces by the other party. Then he would die. It's so unfair. In this foreign land thousands of miles away, there are idiots who still care about the integrity of a big country. Such people must not live long.

He hurriedly found a goose-yellow silk roll from the carriage, raised his hands above his head with trembling legs and feet, and walked past the sharp sword hanging down from the guard, not daring to look at Xu Dongli's pair of powerful swords. Seeing his angry gaze, the fat man unceremoniously picked up the yellow document with his riding crop, and just glanced at it before throwing it to the guard next to him.

Seal of the Central Asian Emperor. . . What the hell! The twists and turns reminded the fat man of the oracle bones from the previous life. It was better to leave this awkward thing to the woman to identify.

The fat man ordered the Guards Cavalry to bring the delegation from China. Xu Dongli stubbornly wanted to show resistance, but was severely beaten by a Guardsman with a knife. After getting on the carriage, he faced the ashamed Gongsun in front of him. Liang yelled at him for insulting the name of the Zhongbia Empire in front of the barbarians.

The cavalry headed west along the wide trade road that was only completed in July. There were more and more caravans on the road, and the carriages of goods began to be permanent. Every time they arrived at a large town, there would be a group of merchants who brought empty carriages to pick them up. After the goods were shipped out of the merchants, large military camps appeared on the plains in the wild. The horses roared, and the neat soldiers lined up under the sun. Following the command, it was like countless black lines intersecting and combining. Many curious businessmen were watching the troop drills while resting on the roadside. Some female dependents were huddled in their carriages. With his head exposed, he just looked at the distance with curious eyes.

"What a nonsense!" Xu Dongli also looked out the window and scolded Gongsun Liang. He finally felt a little better. He looked at the training of soldiers in the Falcon Empire and curled his lips slightly. "Training soldiers does not train combat." Skills, but training these useless fancy things, so what if you can pull out a flower? Can you still use such a formation to defeat the enemy on the battlefield? "

Just when he wanted to continue to lash out to offset the humiliation he suffered, his eyes paused slightly

He saw the soldiers in formation marching forward neatly under the command, stepping forward from dry land into a nearby puddle. The water in the puddle gradually covered the soldiers' ankles, knees, and waists, but the officer who shouted the order did not stop at all. meaning, still shouting two commands monotonously, the soldiers did not hesitate at all, and still marched forward in an orderly manner. . . . . . The water reached the neck of the shortest soldier in the queue, and the officer turned around. The orderly queue stepped out of the pool meticulously. The soldiers and officers were soaked to the skin, and the water dripped on the ground, forming a pool of water, but no soldier moved without permission. The queue turned around and continued towards the pool. . . . .

Xu Dongli's face changed, and his sarcastic expression began to become solemn. He could feel that the simple command contained a terrifying fear. Once the command was issued, the mountains collapsed without stopping. This was the kind of brave soldiers that many famous generals dreamed of, but these soldiers were obviously just recruits who had just joined the army! There were tens of thousands of such brave soldiers here alone! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!