Realm of Power

The Gangfei Empire, Focodira, the cloudless blue sky,

Duke Andia calmed the violent and galloping war horse under his crotch, and looked at the wilderness ahead. The moonlight flags of the Istan people were all over the mountains and plains. In November, together with the attention-grabbing battle for the north in the north of Obarro, it was located in The battle for hegemony in the Barrow region of Central Europe,

The once domineering and now declining Gangfei Empire is in a rapidly expanding war with the Yisians who vow to severely punish all heretics.

The Istani people's initial advance was very smooth, and they swept across the border of Congo and Africa in less than a month. As the advance troops deepened, the two armies centered on Focodila, and densely packed various legions. Camps were set up one after another.

The highest commander-in-chief of the Istantians is Hayera, the governor of eastern Istanbul. He is the most trusted confidant of the emperor of Istanbul. He is cruel, murderous, and cunning, but he is also the most loyal believer. In order to expand the results of the war, he attacks in the shortest possible time. Not this Central European Barrow. A huge empire, the Emperor of Istanbul happened to order 200,000 Istanbul troops to be divided into two groups ten days before the battle. He personally led a main force of 80,000 to attack the southern region of Congo, while the other 70,000 regular troops and 60,000 slave troops were responsible for the attack. Focordilla, the most important province in central Congo and Africa

The troops under the command of this eastern governor included not only the local army of Istanbul, but also a large number of rebels from the three kingdoms swept along the way. At first, out of consideration for preserving his own strength, Hayera originally planned that this battle would be completed independently by the rebels, and the regular Istanbul army would not participate. Hayela thought that if an army of hundreds of thousands could not capture the small Focodila neatly, it would have lost the prestige of the Istan army. Therefore, he still ordered all regular legions to prepare for war - although he himself believed that this was completely unnecessary, and the elite troops of the Gangfei Empire were just a mob. Just like what I encountered in the previous provinces, the other party just had more people.

At dawn on November 4th, the 10,000 cavalry group of the Istan Army first appeared in front of the Gangfei people.

These Istan army cavalry wear white crosses and black background tabards. Wearing black and white helmets on their heads, with cold faces, they stopped five hundred meters away from the front of the Gangfei army, looking at the Gangfei people in front of them, like eagles looking down at their prey from a high place. , holding round shields in their hands. A very gorgeous and eye-catching curved double-edged sword unique to the Istan people is straddled on the waist. This double-edged sword is so sharp that only Istan craftsmen can forge it, so it is also called the "Istan curved sword."

In front of the Istan cavalry was a dense mass of infantry.

The dense fog in the early morning dispersed a little. The Gangfei soldiers could clearly see the enemy's first wave of formation, and they were stunned: standing on the front line of the Istan people's formation were not advanced infantry in heavy armor, nor brave cavalry. There are countless prisoners.

Most of these prisoners were Congolese soldiers who had been captured earlier, as well as a large number of civilians, including the elderly, children and women. There are also many young and middle-aged men, and the Istani cavalry follows them, whipping them with whips, stabbing them with spears, and cutting them with sabers, forcing them to move forward. Those who fall behind will be brutally whipped if they lag behind a little. ,

"Quick, run over if you don't want to die!" The Istan cavalry laughed wildly from behind, whipping their whips violently to make the huge queue look more square. The captured Gangfei people were crying and wailing as they ran. "Don't shoot arrows. We are just not human beings." The cries and wailings reached into the sky, making people cry.

"What to do? There was a commotion in Gangfei's queue. The hands of the soldiers who drew the bowstring were trembling. They would not hesitate to shoot the enemy. But they were asked to shoot their companions without changing their expressions, and Dali was unarmed. of civilians,

The military judges supervising the battle shouted angrily from behind, "Attention, shoot the arrows! Shoot the arrows! Don't let them get close!"

But the soldiers hesitated, and the arrows in their hands drooped. These are their compatriots. They couldn't bear to see this cruel scene. Several soldiers cried, and some waved and shouted at the top of their lungs. "Don't come over! Run! Don't come over!" The prisoners in front stopped slightly, but there was a lone Gangfeiren behind. He was immediately killed by the Istan cavalry without hesitation. The remaining prisoners were horrified and began to move forward again.

Duke Andia slowly raised his head and gave a clear command: "Give me my order. If the enemy continues to approach, shoot arrows immediately!" Two lines of tears flowed quietly on his face.

"Pfft!" The bowstring vibrated, and someone shot the first and second arrows. The soldiers hesitated, and the arrows flew forward like raindrops. They watched their compatriots scream and fall in their own hands, even the iron and stone The heart-warming military officers and judges all shed tears.

"Haha, interesting, let's change the team!" A sneer appeared on the corner of Governor Hayela's mouth, and he raised his hand behind him. Another group of prisoners were driven forward, crying and shouting.

His favorite tactic was to drive prisoners to the front line. This was the best way to undermine the opponent's morale. Seeing the devastated faces of the Gangfei people on the opposite side, Governor Hayela laughed loudly and did not give up. He ordered Group after group of prisoners were driven in, forcing them to move forward, forcing them to kill their compatriots. Seeing them all being killed again without exception, Governor Hayela narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be a little unsatisfied. licked his lips

The land in front turned bright red and was gradually filled with corpses and flesh. The corpses of more than 17,000 captives lay all over the front. "Kill!" Stepping on the bridge built of flesh and blood, the most advanced infantry of the Istani began. Advancing, they held square scaly gray-white shields in their hands. The armor on their bodies seemed a bit thin, and they did not wear helmets on their heads. , but wears a strip of cloth with the mark of the red moon. The strip is very long, and the remaining part is fluttering in the wind. It looks extremely tough. This is the death squad of the Istan people, which is often made up of people who have made mistakes in the army. Or criminals will be in charge, "Move forward, kill!" The death squads began to accelerate at about a hundred meters away. They were specially selected to lead the charge.

The death squads are not good at siege warfare, but they are particularly suitable for field assaults, because they are all convicted criminals who want to survive and get freedom. In exchange for a hundred heads of the enemy, their equipment is mainly stabbing spears and short and broad swords. Some of them have undergone professional short-term training and are good at close combat.

As the Suicide Squad moves forward. The messenger cavalry brought the promise

"Everyone heard that if the enemy is defeated, Governor Hayela will reward him with a thousand gold coins. The first person to attack Fokoradi, whether a soldier or an officer, can be rewarded with ten thousand gold coins and be given a complete pardon. Power. For those who capture the heads of enemy generals, Governor Hayera will personally grant them the title of Little Noble. The Little Noble is the lowest title in the Istan Empire, but for the precarious death squads, just the restoration of freedom is enough. Let him work hard,

"Long live!"

I heard such tempting conditions. The eyes of the death squads were red, and the wine jars were smashed on the ground. They drank enough strong wine to strengthen their courage before the battle. Behind the death squads was the real power of Hayela, the governor's army. Compared with those in front The dare team has a disorganized formation. The 70,000 Istani regular troops appeared to be in good order and lined up neatly. The queues advanced in a skirmish line, with row after row of archers, sword and axe-bearers, spearmen, and shield-bearers forming an orderly formation, displaying solemnity in their order.

"Attention, prepare to fight!"

Duke Andia shouted loudly. In front of him, the phalanx formed by the African army was as solid as a rock. Among them are five groups of Gangfei swordsmen with extremely strong combat effectiveness. These swordsmen have been trained since they were five years old. At the age of nine, they will be required to watch the battle on the battlefield. Although they are equipped with light mail armor. But the armor-piercing spear in his hand is very sharp and can penetrate thick heavy armor. It is a fang hidden in the infantry square.

"kill!"

The two armies, with more than 100,000 troops, immediately crowded the vast plains of Focodila. As the distance got closer, it was like two swift and fierce steel walls hitting each other hard, bang bang, the powerful and heavy impact sound was like a sudden burst of blood, shoulder to shoulder, shield against shield, and the back row was close to each other. Sitting in the front row, it was so crowded that it was difficult to breathe. They mobilized their troops and sent out the fresh troops one by one. They ordered the troops behind to push the troops in front. They crowded forward with such force that no one who wanted to move forward could move forward. The mountains and plains were filled with

The battle line quickly expanded from the hundreds of meters they encountered at the beginning to thousands of meters at an unimaginable speed. The archers on both sides no longer even had to aim, they just shot, shot, shot all over the sky, row after row of archers. Intense shooting in turns,

Thousands of bows kept "squeaking" to form a full moon, and "swooshing" arrows poured down on the heads of the Istan and Gangfei soldiers and horses like a continuous rainstorm. Countless Gangfei people fell to the ground after being hit by arrows, and their blood dyed the battle line red, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The infantry on both sides were already furious, and part of the team was defeated. They wanted to retreat, but they couldn't. The follow-up troops had already rushed up, and they were pushed up again. An infantry regiment trampled on the blood of its brothers and marched forward,

Governor Hayela couldn't believe it when he saw it. These were all his subordinates. They were his old team that he had accumulated for many years and spent countless efforts and financial resources to build a killing machine. He once thought that in the Oubaluo continent, No one can compete with his subordinates , but he didn’t expect that Gang Feiren, who he had always looked down upon, would show such tenacity this time, as if he was a different person. More than half of his elite troops were injured and killed, and they were stepping on mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The other side also refused to give in and fought to the death. The two sides engaged in hand-to-hand combat, with fierce fighting going from here to there.

Countless sharp weapons were slashing and killing each other. Both sides in the fierce battle were gnashing their teeth and bleeding. There were flashes of swords and swords everywhere. The battle line was completely turned blood red. Both sides stepped on the bodies of the wounded and dead and continued to fight, screaming. The sound continued.

"My lord, the left wing is requesting reinforcements!"

"Left wing?" In the direction of Gangfei, Duke Andia also received a report from the troops asking for reinforcements. He frowned slightly. The left wing was the focus of today's fierce battle. The Istani people dropped a huge force of ten teams here. Trying to break through the defense line in one fell swoop. Marquis Yeldo, commander of the New Eighth Army of Congo and one of the four major armies of Congo, is here. His New Eighth Army of Congo has three elite infantry regiments with a total strength of nearly 60,000 people. Is it impossible to stop fighting like this?

It’s no wonder that Duke Andia is confused about this. If he goes to the left wing in person, he will find that the situation is worse than he imagined. Sixty percent of the Istan army’s strength has fallen here, with fierce attacks of weapons and sparks. Splashing, the wounded were "shenyin", the soldiers were already red-eyed, and their feet were slippery, it was the human body they stepped on. The strong smell of blood stung his nose. The army commander, Marquis Yeldo, was angrily cursing the commander of the Gangfei Seventh Army, Wen Ke, who was in charge of his flank, for being cowardly, causing his new Eighth Army to fight on both sides.

"The situation is not good!"

Hayera, the governor of eastern Istanbul, patted his horse whip anxiously. The emperor's task was to break through Fokodir in mid-November, and then join up with His Majesty the emperor who had defeated the northward advance from the south. In one fell swoop, he reached Kyoto, which was just outside the empire. Unexpectedly, each and every one of them in Fucodir caused a lot of losses to his troops. One after another, the messengers rushed back and forth around him and reported, "The fifth team of half-dead men are coming up." "

"Tito's Fortress Corps is up!"

"Lord Lei Su requested reinforcements! He said that his Tiger Eye Seventeenth Team could not withstand it any longer!"

"Report! Lord Guzier died in battle!"

"The Yuwei Army is coming up!"

"The Senegalese team has suffered too many casualties and is no longer able to fight anymore!"

Hayela's hands were trembling slightly: The fierce fighting has been going on for three hours! The battle front is like a bottomless black hole, swallowing up one team after another. Countless elite soldiers and generals disappeared, but Fucodil still stood tall after setting off his line. He couldn't understand what happened: The invincible Istan warriors paid a huge price and sacrifice, but they didn't even open a gap! The other side agreed to fight fiercely for several hours. Aren't the other side's soldiers tired? How can you maintain such high morale and energy?

"Asshole!" he cursed softly. At dusk, after several hours of fierce fighting, the offensive of the Istani troops was contained for the first time. The Istani troops were divided into two groups, and one group was blocked at Fokodir. They left thick layers of corpses on the battle line. Although the commander was still constantly dispatching troops and sending fresh troops up, the soldiers were already beginning to feel exhausted physically and mentally. The land in front of us, which can be described as beautiful, is like a meat grinder at the moment. One after another, the lively teams are sent up alive and turned into corpses.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and there was a soft mess of flesh and blood under my feet. The blood flowed and piled up into a small river.

Soldiers come to the battlefield, come down to rest, and then go to the battlefield again, with military orders ringing in their ears. Having to move forward, the Istani people, who had always been arrogant and domineering, were fooled. From the initial pounce, they now slowly moved forward little by little, hoping that the sun would set early to end the offensive. Or other troops should enter the city quickly and don't let it be their turn to climb the "meat grinder". The momentum of scrambling to be the first and taking the lead is no longer there.

The Istani offensive had begun to weaken. Andy was keenly aware of this. He turned around and whispered to the messenger cavalry behind him, "It's time to start!"

"Please rest assured, sir!" The messenger cavalry looked solemn and gave a brief reply. Andy nodded, looked up at the sky, and unexpectedly remembered the buried old man, who led the Istan people into the hinterland of the empire and let them live in the heart of the empire. Under the complacency, he dealt heavy blows in one fell swoop and completely solved the hidden dangers of the empire for twenty or thirty years. If it weren't for those who saw the plan in His Majesty's hands, how many people would have thought of it?

The sky began to darken, and Hayera, the governor of the eastern part of the Istan Empire, ordered the entire army to retreat. The blood-red sunset on the horizon reflected the fiercely fought battlefield ahead, reflecting a coquettish light. What surprised Hayera was that Gang was not human. No one was sent to clean up the bodies.

"Maybe too many people died!" Hayela thought this way. In this battle, his Eastern Legion suffered more than 30,000 casualties, and the Gangfei people on the opposite side had a hard time. They were probably on par with him. A Breeze Gentle He took off the ribbon on his head. Unexpectedly, he vaguely heard something and turned around. In the red clouds, there was a ray of black now surging,

"Attention, cavalry!" A frightening sound came from not far away, and the sound of horse hooves rumbled like thunder. The black formation spread over the entire plain like an avalanche, with no end in sight. They were heavy armored cavalry with saddles on their saddles and prancing horses, rushing towards their flanks like a torrent.

"Bastard!: Hayela shuddered. Only one person in Gangfei owns so many armored heavy cavalry, and that is the Emperor of Gangfei, but that is a child of only seven years old! It looks like a sharp turn, just When he was confused, the three teams in the direction of the armored cavalry attack had begun to get confused because they were the closest. They were the ones who could best feel the terrifying momentum of the oncoming team. Amidst the roar of the armored cavalry, they showed such The terrifying fighting spirit of a lion, like a tiger,

The earth trembled violently under my feet, I was unsteady, and the horse's hooves thundered by my ears.

"Kill!" shouted loudly,

The neat rows of armored cavalry were as heavy as a towering mountain, but they quickly pressed into the Istani troops. The Istani soldiers in the front row were hit by a huge impact before they even had time to shout out their first exclamation. He was thrown away by force, and then fell under the iron hooves of the back row,

The second row, the third row... row after row of soul-stricken Istani people were swept down by an unstoppable torrent of steel, as if they were made of paper and made of mud and were as vulnerable as any!

“Kill!” The thunderous roar of the Gangfei cavalry drowned out the screams of the horses and soldiers falling to the ground and the clang of weapons. In the face of their overwhelming and terrifying offensive, Governor Hayela’s flank could not even resist for a moment and was instantly submerged by this torrent of black armor.