Realm of Power

The fat man stood high on the hill and watched a bright white line spreading from the upper reaches of the city of Daniel. The turbulent wind made his black hair fly in the sun, and looked at the Gallic scouts cruising in the direction of Daniel. The cavalryman was frightened by the sight in front of him and ran in panic. There was not much expression on his face. The rolling torrent was churning the earth. The speed of the flood was even faster than that of the Gallic war horses fleeing for their lives. The speed swept away all the people and horses. I don’t know how Statunko hoarded so much water. In the blink of an eye, it covered the large plain in front of the city of Dani, and "papa" outside the city. Some dilapidated houses were swept in and turned into debris drifting with the tide. Under the power of God, all obstacles were wiped out in one fell swoop, like a huge arrow cluster piercing the plateau named Danni.

"Beat the drum, put up the flag!" The fat man retracted his gaze and raised his hand. He wanted to tell Algernon Katya, didn't he hope that he would come, so now, here I come! The other party may still be imagining that he will be rolling in the mud. He needs to tell him who is the person who is about to roll in the mud. Dozens of infantry formations are arranged in a row, and the Falcon Army is marching forward in unison. Like a black steel wall slowly moving Behind the moving, neat phalanx of spears was a phalanx of shooters holding crossbows. Ten huge leather drums stood solemnly under the largest golden falcon flag. Twenty strong men with bare upper bodies waved vigorously. Holding the drum hammer, the sound of the drum is like rolling thunder,

"asshole!"

Standing on the wall of Dani, Algernonkaja's face was the same color as the flooded land, so dark that it seemed like it could drip water. His hands with protruding veins were holding on to the battlements, and his eyes were like wolves looking at the army appearing from the horizon in the distance. The Falcon Army marched as neatly as one man, marching majestically to the dull drumbeats of "dong dong" and "dong dong". In the end, it seemed like one mountain after another stopped at the edge of the flood, with countless Falcon flags fluttering in the wind. , the battle formation is like clouds, the black military formation reveals a shuddering coldness in the sun,

Every drumbeat coming from the opposite side seemed to hit the hearts of the Gauls. The soldiers' faces were turning white. The generals showed timidity on their faces, "Don't be fooled, the Falcon Army's logistics have been cut off, it's just a bluff now!" Algernonkaja said loudly, "As long as we hold on, the Falcon Army will retreat."

The flood lasted for more than an hour before the black soil, which had turned completely muddy, was revealed. If a person stepped on it, his or her feet would be completely covered. It takes a lot of strength to pull it out, and it's even harder to do if you're wearing combat armor.

This kind of land is not just a few hundred meters long, but a broad strip of three or four miles, completely blocking the area in front of the exit of Daniel City. The situation after the flood became unsettling. The faces of Algernon Katya and the generals became ugly. Everyone realized the fact that they were trapped.

The falcon army is watching eagerly on the opposite side, with their spears lined up. The crossbow was unstrung like a beast with its huge mouth open. The cold light of countless arrows flashing in the sun is a very clear reminder to the Gauls that they don't even need to fight. They can just use the frightening crossbow arrows to kill all the Gauls leaving the city in the mud.

"Order the troops to hold on! The other side must be more difficult than us."

Algernonkaja took a deep breath and ordered the generals in a firm tone. In his heart, he firmly believed that the Vekia Falcon was bluffing, but the timing of the opponent's appearance was too good, and then the flood, It doesn't matter that the army's pressure on the city has caused huge turmoil in the hearts of the people in the city. Algernonkaja firmly believes that in less than five days, the menacing Falcon Army under the city will turn into a dead dog in the mud. At that time, he will You can swing a big stick and beat up a drowned dog,

"Your Majesty, do you need to issue a siege order?" Southern Governor Statunko asked the fat man for instructions.

The fat man waved his hands calmly, "No, the city of Daniel is already a dead city. There is no need to inflict casualties on soldiers! Tomorrow, Salon will personally lead a large number of supply convoys to arrive and find that our army's supplies have not been affected at all. , Daniel himself will collapse! It’s just that Hu Keqili doesn’t know what went wrong, and there is still no definite news! "

There was a trace of worry on the fat man's face. The 20,000 imperial cavalry brought by Hu Keqili to ambush Hassan Rambo had not returned yet. They only sent back a battle report. The Sixth Gallic Army, known as Nougat, was completely finished. , under Hu Keqili’s full blow, tens of thousands of Hassen Rimbaud’s Sixth Army were completely annihilated in Daner. On the border between Nigeria and Philippe provinces, it seems that Hassen Rimbaud, who was arrested as necessary, was not captured as expected. According to the battle report, it was too chaotic at the time, and with the river at his back, Hassen Rimbaud was unwilling to be captured. , the possibility of desperately jumping into the river to escape is very high, and the cavalry has opened a search net on the river.

On August 31st, the Falcon Cavalry searched the river area. The entire forest was filled with dense birch, wattle, beech and oak trees, and the rustling branches surrounded them like a wall. The flat ground is covered with green moss and thick weeds, and people walking on it make almost no sound. There are no trails in sight, and if there are any, they have long been obscured by dense grass.

There are matted hollies, wild plums, ferns and dense thorns everywhere, and no one can be seen beyond ten steps. In order to prevent any omissions, the cavalry dismounted from their horses and lined up a hundred people in the same manner as infantry. They used their weapons to clear away the bushes and searched forward step by step like a comb. Yesterday's battle was over. When cleaning up the corpses, Hu Only then did Keqili discover that there was no body of Hassan Rimbaud.

The assault caused great chaos in the Gallic army. Many Gauls chose to jump into the rolling river between being trampled to death by their horses or drowning.

"Look for it immediately. If you want to see the person alive, you want to see the body if you die!"

Thinking of His Majesty Falcon's furious face, Hu Keqili groaned secretly and immediately ordered the cavalry to search along the river from the lower reaches. Finally, the target was found more than ten miles downstream of the river. A small search team was attacked during the search. Attack, when the reinforcements arrived, only three of the ten-man team were left, all of them wounded, because before the battle, the drawing of the target Hassan Rimbaud had been circulated to the entire army, and the remaining three cavalrymen Point it out with certainty. They were attacked not only by Hassan Rimbaud himself, but also by two guards and a woman.

"The other party snatched a war horse in the chaos and ran into the dense forest on the east side of the river."

The blood-covered cavalryman leaned against a tree trunk. Covering the injured wound, there were several corpses of Gauls lying on the ground, dressed in the costumes of the general's attendants. The attackers did not fare well, and four of them were killed in the counterattack. These attendants who fought tooth and nail to protect the commander until the end, with bulging eyes. Looking into the distance excitedly,

"Call the teams to come closer to me!"

Hu Keqili rolled up the drawing of Hassan Rimbaud in his hand. The east side of the river is in the direction of Daniel, and Hassan Rimbaud is trying to escape to Daniel. The cavalry rushed into the woods, and there were egrets and pheasants flying in the bushes from time to time. The other party walked in a panic, breaking many branches, trampling down the grass, and leaving faint footprints. There were also blood-stained branches and pieces of clothing. Obviously, the target had stayed here not long ago, or had his wounds bandaged here.

"There are four of them, but there is only one horse, and some people are seriously injured! The horses should be used to carry the injured! Such a team cannot run fast. Unless the other party abandons everyone else and one person rides away." The scout cavalry in front stood up in front of these marks. It was too dark in the forest, and the cavalry could not move faster, and they were tripped by vines as they ran. Swinging the sword violently, he cut off the vines and cleared a passable path. In the afternoon, the pursuing troops had entered the range of Daniel, and the scope of the dense forest was shrinking.

"Work hard, we must catch him!" The cavalrymen could feel that the target was nearby. A signal was sent out in front that the target was found, and the cavalrymen quickly followed.

In a secret place in the dense forest, Hassan Rimbaud leaned in pain on a moss-covered tree trunk. His ribs were severely injured by an arrow. The wound was infected because he jumped into the rapids. The wound was burning and stinging, and there were all kinds of other things. All kinds of chaotic pictures were tumbling in his mind, and his whole body was filled with confusion. In a semi-conscious state, he could only feel countless figures shaking in front of his eyes. The world in front of him began to distort and deform, and his consciousness became blurred little by little... He discovered with horror that he had slowly lost the ability to think. It is a sign that the will begins to collapse. It's purely a subconscious reaction,

After running continuously for most of the day, all the energy of the escapees had been exhausted. It felt that no matter how hard they struggled, they could not get rid of the ghostly pursuers behind them. Fortunately, an attendant rode a horse and ran in the opposite direction, and they were able to escape. The pursuer behind him had thrown away a long distance; but the Falcon Army would realize their mistake and readjust the search range. Then it would be very dangerous!

"Sir, you have to hold on! Daniel is still more than ten miles away." Adjutant Andalin and an attendant used a wooden frame to lift him up one after another. The tall and sturdy attendant walked in front, and An Darin walked In the back, Hassen Rimbaud’s eyes were on Andalin’s face for a long time. The once gorgeous beauty was no longer beautiful at this time. The hair on his head was stained with fallen leaves and soil, and his pretty face was a little pale. Under the ivy used to support the wooden frame, there were stains of blood seeping out of his clothes. While resting, Anda Lin kept stroking his forehead with the wet cloth in her hand, bringing a sense of coolness to Hassen Rimbaud, who was already half-confused due to fever.

The attendant nervously observed the movements around him, squatting half-crouched, holding the attendant's dagger in his hand. The Falcon Army's search ability was too powerful. If they knew that many of the cavalrymen who were collecting them were from the grassland. Tracking experts, just because they are not familiar with the difference between jungle and grassland tracking, will feel how lucky they are if they pass by them several times.

They tried hiding in hidden caves, climbing to high places, and even wading in forest streams, but every time they thought they had lost track of them, within an hour at most, there was another sound from behind. There was a lot of people and noise, and the pursuit was getting tighter and closer.

Escape and pursuit are a cruel test of will and physical strength for both parties. But the problem is that one side has almost unlimited physical strength and reinforcements, and can replace those tired soldiers with lively new troops at any time; while the other side only has a few isolated people, no food, no rest, no drinking water... More importantly, there is no hope. Hassen Rimbaud is still full of confusion in his heart. How could this happen? Why did the cavalry of the Falcon Empire seem to have known it for a long time and ambushed him on the road to escape to Philip's Sixth Army?

There are definitely no more than five people in Daniel who know about this plan.

Everyone is Algernon Katya's confidant and someone he trusts. Could there be a problem inside? Hassan Rimbaud shook his head, which was getting more and more confused due to the high fever. His fingers gripped the soil beneath him tightly, and his fingertips felt a sharp pain. But this kind of pain is completely incomparable to the pain in my heart. The feeling of being betrayed is like the most violent poison stirring in my heart.

If, if I knew who it was, I would definitely cut him into pieces! For the tens of thousands of subordinates who are unwilling to die! It's just a little bit close, as long as you cross the pontoon bridge, you'll be in a safe place. However, just for that small gap, tens of thousands of soldiers who returned home happily were pushed and crushed by countless war horses before his eyes, turning into cold corpses. He was stunned at that moment. It was Andalin and several attendants who pulled herself into the river. They followed the ups and downs of the current and fled continuously. They could not rest for twenty hours. Even with his super strong will, he couldn't withstand this kind of torture. What's more, he was injured by an arrow in this dense forest. Everyone had already lost their way, moving towards the expected Daniel in a hazy manner, running so hard that they didn't even know where they were.

"I can't do it anymore, let's go! Even if the Falcon Army catches me, they won't kill me!"

Hassan Rimbaud climbed up with difficulty. Move your numb feet to make them active. You can feel it. The wound was bleeding again. He staggered a few steps and almost fell into a tree pit full of rainwater. If Andalin hadn't supported him in time, he would have been soaked all over. The dense branches seemed to be digging straight into the wounds on the body consciously.

"I will not abandon you! Because I know that you will not let the Falcon Army capture you alive!" Andalin looked at him with affectionate eyes, gritted her teeth with a blushing face, and suddenly kicked Hassan Rambo. With his other hand, a small dagger shone with cold light on the ground, and with another kick, the dagger was nowhere to be found in the grass.

Hassen Rimbaud's face was a little stunned. "You, how do you know!" Andalin said, "Don't forget, hiding a small dagger on your waist can end your own life at a critical moment, so that your honor will not be affected." Insulting, this is what adults specially taught me!”

"Attention! The Falcon Army is coming!"

The guard on guard whispered, and there was a voice in the distance. The scalps of the three people who heard it exploded. They were very close, almost fifty meters away. There was no room to hide. When it came time to make a choice, Anda Lin stood up resolutely, patted the grass clippings on her clothes, and pulled out the sword from her waist, "Fegdi, I'll leave it to you!"

"No, it should be me this time! Your Excellency needs you!" The attendant known as Figgdi stood up, stopped her in front of her with his hand, and whispered, "My Lord needs someone who can support him to go on. This, No one can replace you!"

"Feggerdy!"

"Give me your lord's sword! If possible, I might be able to confuse the enemy!"

The attendant glanced into the distance, smiled, then lowered his head to Hassan Rimbaud, put his hand on his chest and saluted, saying, "Sir, you must persevere. For the sake of those dead brothers, please continue to fight with Hunter." The Eagle Army continues to fight!" With a gust of wind, the attendant quickly accelerated in the other direction, where a cliff could be seen in the distance, and the Falcon Army cavalry, which was already approaching fifty meters, rushed towards the direction in which the attendant was running.

"Let's go, sir!" Andalin tried her best to help Hassen Rimbaud,

"Fegdi!" Hassan Rambo burst into tears and bit his tongue violently. Stimulated by the sharp pain, he sobered up a lot. Every step was accompanied by bone-chilling pain. He had to bite his clothes to prevent him from shouting, and the muscles on his face were twitching: even the iron-bone hero could not bear such terrible torture, and the wounds all over his body were in burning pain. There was a continuous tearing pain between the chest and abdomen, I was terribly thirsty, and my lips were already chapped. He took Andalin's hand and smiled slightly. Let's go. His face, which was still high in fever, turned a dark red. Andalin's hand was like a piece of ice. This was a sign of severe physical exhaustion.

"Sir, we have found the target!"

The cavalry chasing the target saw the figure jumping from the cliff, and immediately sent people to check at the bottom of the valley. It took some time to check the person's return. Below was a pile of hard rocks. The person fell from a height below, and his whole body They were all piled up into a pulp, and their faces were all rotten. The only thing found was this. The explorer took out a cold command dagger. The silver-white sword had gorgeous patterns on it. This was the style of the command sword of the Gallic general. Hu Keqili held it This sword looks ugly, Hassen Rimbaud is dead. . . . ? Regardless of whether it is true or false, I will inevitably receive a scolding!

"Sir, do you want to continue searching?" the imperial cavalry asked,

Hu Keqili was silent. He looked at the tired faces of the cavalry. They had been exposed to the rain all night, fought fiercely for half a night, and kept nervously retrieving. If they continued, it would not be as simple as not finding the target. These imperial cavalry still had something to do. As for the more important combat mission, what everyone needs now is to rest. Hu Keqili's eyes paused on the Gallic General's sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "No more looking for it, gather together, let's return to the base camp!"