Realm of Power

The Battle of Daniele, with its tragic, tragic, ups and downs like a requiem from hell, has been forever recorded in the history of the Eubarian War as the most important battle in the late Gallic Empire. The two sides in the battle were the Falcons rising from the northwest. The military group headed by the Imperial Emperor and the Northern Army Group with the backbone of the Gallic Guards headed by the famous Gallic general Algernonkaja, both sides The troops fighting on both sides were at the level of 100,000, but it was a fierce collision between the truly elite troops of the two empires. From the initial tactical confrontation to the final tragic breakout battle under the city of Daniel, the weather became the deciding factor in that war. The critical turning point in the direction of the war was also a rare and tragic battle in which "luck did not particularly favor His Majesty the Emperor." ----Excerpted from "The Decisive Battle of the Northern Army in Gaul---The Requiem of Daniel's Hell" Author: Hoover, Vice President of the Imperial Military Academy

Heavy rain poured down, and black heads swarmed on the ground. The two armies were intertwined, and 200,000 troops were intertwined on this land less than 5 miles long and wide. People were crowded, queue after queue, and countless spears Colliding with each other, making a snapping sound , the confrontation between the heavy infantry on both sides was like a wild wolf being cornered, roaring like a wild beast, "Come on, you want my skin, I want your meat! Let's see who eats whom!" It was too much! The crowded queue turned the spear array's stabbing into violent slashing with their melee weapons.

A Gallic heavy infantryman with excellent motor skills and very quick reactions suddenly looked up after hearing the sound of breaking through the air, and saw the tomahawk of the Falcon heavy infantry spinning in circles slashing towards his head. Immediately before there was a sound, the head was hit in the middle left area. At that time, the cheek bones, eyeballs and skull were all clicked, and the brains were exploded. The headless corpse fell on the large quilt with a column of blood. The flattened grass and shrubs, the compatriots behind him walked past his body expressionlessly,

In a fierce battle like thunder, the flesh and blood body wearing heavy armor will be cut open by countless weapons. Training a heavy infantryman needs to start a year ago and requires training in physical strength and endurance. You also need to train in swordsmanship, spearmanship, shields, etc., any weapons that can be used in close combat, for a year. This is how you get ahead. It takes a year to make a qualified heavy infantry, so it only takes five seconds to kill a heavy infantry in such a close encounter!

The first wave of Gallic light infantry that struck had already collapsed. Corpses lay all over the feet of the Confederate heavy infantry. Human blood mixed with rainwater formed dark red streams on the ground. The heavy armored iron boots of the Confederate army stepped on the dark red blood and used their shields to pounce on them. The enemy who came up was knocked to the ground hard, and he hit the enemy with a tomahawk. When the sword broke, he picked one up casually. The weapon became heavy after hitting his head. His arms were so weak that he swung the flail and hit the enemy's armor, making a cracking sound like a rainstorm that was getting bigger and bigger before him.

They fought with the waves of enemies that rushed up, slashing with all their strength until they fell. The enemies stepped over their bodies and were moved by the mountains of corpses around them.

The fat man stood at the height of the central army's main formation with a serious expression. The cold rain hit his face, like a white mist rising around him. A crystal clear drop of water hung from the corner of his eyebrows, and he watched the extremely tragic battlefield in front of him with piercing eyes.

From one bulge to the other, the cold metal light shone in the rain, and the two armies intertwined, like two huge dragons tumbling. The distance between them is less than three thousand meters, but between these two protrusions, there are nearly 200,000 soldiers fighting with each other. It is such a crowded area. Wherever you look, there are people fighting fiercely. Because the distance is short and they are fighting to the death, the cluster of the Gallic Northern Army has an obvious advantage in a narrow area. The main attack direction is the Southern Army, which is attacking with many times the sacrifice, and the flanks are elite troops. blocking force

A desperate attack with all his strength is like the last hope of a dying man. It is surprisingly powerful, but also fierce and decisive. The whole army is filled with indomitable grief and indignation, but once this momentum is stopped , the high morale will immediately fall to the freezing point, "Hu Keqili, it's all up to you this time!" The fat man clasped his hands together,

The fierce fighting lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon. Under the favorable weather of heavy rain, the frontal attack front of the Gallic Northern Army penetrated deeply into the front line of the Falcon Empire's Southern Army at the cost of more than 30,000 casualties. Ten minutes ago, the messenger cavalry brought a request for support from the Southern Governor Stetunko. For the arrogant Stetunko, it was very difficult to issue such a request, which proved that the situation of the Southern Army had reached a critical point. Almost on the verge of collapse,

"Grant his request and order the 3rd and 4th Infantry Flag Regiments of the Central Army to move forward! Replace the Southern Army!"

The fat man took a look at the gap that the Southern Army was torn into, and issued the order for the second line of defense to join the battle. On the one hand, the Northern Gallic Army ignored the crowds rushing in like a wave, and on the other hand, Hu Keqi The force and cavalry troops and Salon's infantry were blocked on the side and charged several times. All were blocked, and the battle situation reached a difficult choice. Should the encircled troops defeat the blocking force and cut through the offensive of the Northern Army of Gaul from the side, or the Northern Army of Gaul would break through the Southern Army's defense line and break out. Both sides were like the legendary ones. Two-headed snake, see who can devour the other first,

The horses of the messenger cavalry brought good news to the Southern Army in the fierce battle. The Southern Governor Statunko, who had already put his helmet on his head and took the sword from the guard next to him with a serious expression, finally breathed a sigh of relief. The fierce battle is now, The two armies have become a battle of wills. More than half of the 30,000 Southern Army troops were damaged by the attack of the Northern Army of Gaul. One flag regiment commander was seriously injured, and as many as 300 other officers were killed from the squadron commander down. The entire command system was almost completely disabled, and even he himself was injured. I don’t know if the retreat order passed on will still take effect, because the soldiers who are still persisting are completely supported by a sense of military honor, just like a man who is exhausted and brandishing weapons in a completely numb state.

As cutting-edge troops, the two Central Army Flag Regiments quickly inserted themselves into the Southern Army's shaky defense line. The Central Army's unique heavy-duty cross-spear unit immediately gave the Northern Gallic Army a head-on blow. The five-meter cross-spear raised high did not need to be considered missed. The problem is, the front is densely packed with Gauls. The heavy infantry of the Southern Army are fighting hard. He gritted his teeth and used his shield to block it. The weapons of the Gallic infantry smashed against the shield crazily. The horizontal spear fell from a height like a hanging hammer. The one-foot-long horizontal blade was pulled back after hitting the target. Countless blood exploded on the opposite side, and the heads of many unprepared Gauls exploded like smashed watermelons. The bright red blood mixed with the yellow and white brains spattered directly onto the faces of the confused soldiers behind.

"It's the Cross Spearman of the Falcon Central Army! It seems that at the most critical moment, that bastard will indeed give the order to replace him!"

Algernonkaja, who was commanding from a distance, narrowed his eyes nervously. When he saw the slightly frustrated offensive ahead, there was no anger on his face, but a proud smile, which finally opened up the hope for the army to break through. When it comes to attacking large armies and winning by surprise, his talent can only be considered mediocre, but in fighting such an upright confrontation, the Gallic Empire has hundreds of years of experience, and he proposed the battle formation superposition theory when he was nineteen years old. He was also recognized as a genius on the battlefield by many experienced veterans. Otherwise, he would not have been able to serve as the commander-in-chief of the Southwest District at the age of twenty-seven.

"Instruct all armies to maintain containment, and the 4th and 6th Infantry Regiments as reserves began to advance towards the predetermined breakthrough point!"

Algernonkaja ordered loudly and excitedly in the rain, after waiting for so long. At the cost of more than 30,000 people, the main formation army with the Wekeia Falcon as a backup was finally brought into the battle group. Like two poker players, the Wekeia Falcon had played the last card and was no longer able to do anything. Mobilize any blocking force. From now on, the initiative on the battlefield will completely fall into your own hands.

"Everyone, get up and move forward!" Gaul ordered the cavalry to run quickly in front of the reserve troops in the rear. Two infantry regiments with a total of 17,000 elite soldiers began to move forward. The misty rain hit the faces of the Gallic Northern Army soldiers wearing iron armor. The attack direction of the two infantry regiments was not the Southern Army's defense line, but the south. A corner of the military defense line had collapsed unknowingly. There was a raised mound there because the fierce battle was too fierce. With insufficient troops, Stetunko issued an order to shrink the front.

Invisibly, this seemingly inconspicuous control point was exposed. No one noticed that everyone was attracted by the tragic Southern Army front line. Even Fatty didn't notice that he couldn't be distracted by the pressure. This sudden rainstorm disrupted all his plans.

According to the plan, even if the Northern Army of Gaul did not collapse under the dense coverage of hundreds of thunder gods, they would not use intensive tactics to break up the Southern Army's defense line like they were doing now, until they forced the Southern Army's defense line to close up and occupy the mound. It can cover the main force to break out of the encirclement. This battle was completely dominated by unpredictable weather.

If there is a heavy rain, such a plan will be 80% successful. This has been the plan of the Gallic Northern Army from the beginning. Algernonkaja ruthlessly threw each team into a deadly battle, forcing the Falcon Army to shrink its defense line at all costs. , which is why the Northern Army of Gaul now has an escape route without troops deployed, but enough to serve as a door bolt. This raised mound can become an obstacle for the army to retreat.

"Speed ​​up!" the infantry captains shouted loudly, and the two infantry regiments rushed towards this strategic point. On the side battlefield where Fatty had placed his hope, the Gallic 1st Infantry Regiment, who was desperately resisting, used gun formations to The infantry is wearing down the impact of the Imperial cavalry.

"The whole army attacks. If we can't take it again, we will behead everyone from the squadron leader on down!"

The imperial warrior reined in his horse and turned around again. Hu Keqili's armor was covered with blood and minced meat. His voice was cold and forbidding. The defense on the opposite side was as tough as an iron wall. The cavalry group charged into it many times, and was pushed back by the opponent with a spear. come out,

He rushed into the enemy camp again, followed closely by the imperial cavalry. Everyone could already feel that the Gauls on the opposite side were no longer able to survive. There were only a few broken four-meter spears left standing. , there were less than 5,000 soldiers who could stand upright. In a place full of corpses, the horses that lost their owners had bloodshot eyes and messy temples.

"kill!"

Hu Keqili launched the sixth charge and personally led the death squads to attack the front line. They were tightly packed together in a dense formation, with golden eagle flags flying high above their heads. Hu Keqi wielded a heavy sword weighing twenty kilograms with his strong hand, and all the Gallic soldiers who stood in front of him were in trouble. Countless heads wrapped in steel helmets or leather hats were smashed to pieces by his terrifying heavy sword.

Under his leadership, the imperial cavalry succeeded this time. For some unknown reason, this time the Gauls became a mess. The cavalry swept across the grassland like fire, sweeping everything they reached. They were unstoppable. With a fierce and fearless With deadly vigor, he personally led a group of cavalry to break through the obstruction of hundreds of Gaul infantry. Arriving in front of the battle flag of the First Infantry Regiment, the war horse raised its front hooves and struck out with a fierce sword. With a crisp and sweet sound, the battle flag of the First Infantry Regiment was cut down from high altitude by Hu Keqili's sword.

The First Infantry Regiment of the Northern Army, whose endurance had reached the bottom line, finally began to collapse. God is always fair. When it closes a door, it also opens another. In fact, during the fifth impact, the commander of the 1st Infantry Regiment, Lulas, was stabbed through the lungs in the chaos and was seriously injured. He persisted for a few minutes and then died. His body was stacked with other spearmen who died on the front line.

The exhausted Gallic infantry stood in the rain. There was blood everywhere. The rain hit their faces painfully. They were breathing heavily in the vast rain. They were numb from killing and being killed. They only had this cold feeling. Still reminding myself that I am living in the human world, a chaotic resistance. A large number of middle- and lower-level officers were killed in battle, so much so that even the soldiers of the 1st Gallic Infantry Regiment did not know that their commander had been killed, so that they could not organize and collapsed under the sixth impact. Under the attack, the elite First Infantry Regiment of the Gallic Northern Army came to an end.

"Your Majesty, it has been defeated! Master Hu Keqili has defeated it."

One of the guards shouted excitedly, pointing in the distance. The black imperial cavalry group finally broke free, and Hu Keqili, who had broken through the flank, was heading towards the main force of the Northern Army of Gaul. The cavalry kept kicking the horse's belly with spurs, tightened the reins, and rushed towards them with bloody swords. The most densely packed Northern army rushed into the middle, and all the heads were rolling around. One row, two rows, three rows. The imperial cavalry rushed into the flank of the Gallic Northern Army and forcibly cut across the flank of the Gallic infantry.

The Northern Army of Gaul had just been transferred back from the front line to rest. Faced with the sudden flank attack of a large number of cavalry, it was impossible to mobilize the troops in time to respond. The army was completely trapped in a situation of fighting on its own. Each squadron flag collapsed under the impact of the falcon cavalry. Eagle Cavalry

"Everyone rally to me!"

Terensk, the deputy commander of the Northern Army, stood under the flag of the legion, shouting hoarsely as he gathered all the troops that could stop him. In front of him, the elite infantrymen directly under the legion neatly raised their spears, and the long spear tips pointed towards in front of me, as if a patch of land suddenly appeared on the ground A forest of spears, the tips of the spears flashed with a terrifying light of metal, and the regimental battle flag with golden tassels appeared in front, quickly becoming the target of the imperial cavalry. Accompanied by the terrible sound of hoofbeats and shouts of killing, the imperial cavalry raised their heads like A huge sickle swept over,

"Papa" the row of Gallic infantry soldiers running in front disappeared in an instant, followed by countless heavy horse hooves kicking down,

"Kill!" The blood of the warriors on both sides surged at this moment. Their spears suddenly thrust out and pierced the belly of the horse in front of them, causing a rain of blood to fall. The imperial cavalry above was thrown off the horse as if it had been hit hard. Come down and drop on the lance below,

"The Guards Cavalry follow me!"

Terensk rushed forward with his own bodyguard cavalry. Heavy rain fell across the sky, and the horses thundered. "Killing" the cavalry of both sides collided heavily. The sharp weapons of both sides collided powerfully. Five hundred bodyguards cavalry were killed. Like an arrow hitting a group of black cavalry, red blood bloomed and criss-crossed. Then, the war horses neighed and the knights rolled. One team rushed in, the second team pressed in, and the third team pressed in. The war horses collided heavily with the enemies in front, and "crack" shields, armor, weapons, bodies, both sides. Like two long steel walls hitting each other at high speed, completely ignoring life and death,

Snap! Snap! Snap! "A few minutes later, five hundred guards cavalry were submerged by the black tide on the opposite side. After cutting down three imperial cavalry, Terensk was cut in the shoulder by a cavalryman who passed by. The heavy sword in his hand broke with the His right hand fell to the ground, and countless black cavalry finally overwhelmed him. "Pa" the battle flag of the Northern Army of Gaul was cut off with a knife, and the golden tassels fell in the air.

"The flank is finished!'

Lescott, who commanded the 8th Infantry Regiment, held the defense line with the last one thousand men. As the imperial cavalry broke into the flank, his troops were immediately in chaos. Salon on the opposite side seized the fighter plane and pressed forward with his entire army. In front of the black infantry group swept by the strong wind, The Eighth Infantry Regiment of the Northern Army, known as the Iron Wall, fell one row after another like ripe ears of wheat. Hu Keqili's cavalry group swept their backs unceremoniously, as if they were struck by two heavy sticks. The hammers hit the chopping board at the same time, and every time the hammer hit the chopping board, there was loud blood.

The fierce fighting lasted until 4:13 minutes in the afternoon, when the 8th Infantry Regiment cut through the middle with the combined efforts of Salon and Hu Keqi.

"The Northern Army, the glorious Northern Army, will never fall!" Lescott shouted in a hoarse voice. He drew his sword and faced the Falcon Empire infantry swarming in front of him. His long sword carried the sound of the wind. , stabbed into the chest of an imperial infantryman, and the long sword fell from The Falcon infantryman's chest was pierced, and the sharp sword blade was completely inserted into his body. "Puff", several spears pierced his body mercilessly at the same time. The bright red blood was like squeezed out when the pipe burst. Water splashed out from the gaps in Lescott's armor.