Realm of Power

In Antura, an important town in northern Gaul, under the slow rays of the warm winter sunshine, the ice and snow began to melt. The ice hanging on the branches became crystal clear, reflecting the sunlight and creating a colorful rainbow, like transparent tiles. Shining brightly in the sunset,

Standing on the heights of this city that had passed through the hands of Slavs and Gauls several times, Fatty looked at the last red glow falling between the ridges in the distance, like a god watching the vicissitudes of the earth, the sun and the sea. It turned into a mulberry field, and there was a sound of light footsteps from behind the steps.

Without looking back, the fat man knew that it was his young apprentice Besu Kaya, the princess of the Besu tribe.

This princess, who is becoming more and more like a leader, doesn’t know whether it’s because of the blood in her body, or whether she feels something when she returns to the cold land of the north. She suddenly becomes much more mature than before. If she was a good student before, she is really good now. She has the temperament of a princess, a plain-colored beauty from the cold land. She has a natural cold temperament. At the age of only fifteen, she has begun to show an admirable divine flavor.

His eyes are as clear as water, and his skin can be broken by a blow, like ice in the snow. He has a stunning feeling of elegance and elegance. His long hair hangs down to his waist, and he has a red scabbard on his back. He wears the unique clothes of cold people. Long-legged boots made of white fox fur to keep out the cold. The pretty long legs stopped at the top of the steps.

Besucaya said softly, "Teacher! Master Salon just sent the news, and it can be confirmed that the northern Gauls army did split into two parts due to internal conflicts before the battle."

"Oh, those two parts!" Fatty didn't look back

Sukaya's clear oriole-like voice stopped, and she glanced forward with affectionate eyes. Her voice was clear and moving, but with a slight vibrato that was not easy to detect. "Part of it was just defeated by Lord Salon in the Winter Canyon." The remnant army of Duke Simon, the commander of northern Gaul, numbered about 11,000 people. Because Antura was lost, they are now hiding in the Biqiao Valley 30 miles away from here, and are now occupied by Salon. The other group was suppressed by the human army, and the other group was the part that disappeared unexpectedly. Lord Salon was still unable to figure out the specific situation, but it was certain that this Kyoto army had just swallowed up more than 40,000 northern troops from the Northern Commander Simon. There are nearly 100,000 people, and the mountainous area in the northwest of Antura with Liusu Pass as the dividing line is eyeing Antura, and there is a tendency to launch a counterattack at any time. Lord Salon hopes that your majesty can be prepared! "

"Kyoto Army and Northern Army?"

The fat man looked away from a distance and turned around in surprise. He didn't seem to notice the scorching ice-melting gaze of the beautiful woman in front of him. He took the report in Besukaya's hand and looked at it. He asked with a confused look, "Who is the leader of the Kyoto reinforcements mentioned in the report? He's very familiar." It feels like this habit of stabbing one's own people in the back reminds me of a man in the Gallic army! "

"The report didn't say," Genbesukaya Ruxue's pretty face flashed a faint blush, and she said with a smile, "But according to the captives who surrendered in Antula, the one who led the Kyoto reinforcements this time was very popular in Gaul Kyoto recently. Tielan, the leader of the Qingzhuang faction in Sheng, arrived in Kyoto with a total of 50,000 troops.

"Tielan!"

Hearing this name, the fat man laughed and said, "I wonder why it's so familiar! No wonder the northern Gaul army was completely defeated."

Seeing his beautiful little apprentice showing a confused expression, the fat man explained, "You don't know, this Tielan is an old acquaintance of us. He fought at Rusty. He once killed thousands of his own family members in order to seize military glory." If Hassan Rimbaud hadn't been responsible for the defeat of Rusty on his own, Responsibility, this scandal has been exposed a long time ago, but this guy doesn't know whether it is because of his strong background or good luck. Everyone else was belittled because of the Battle of Rusty, and he was the only one who escaped in the later stages of the Battle of Rusty. General, after returning to Kyoto, he used this as capital to quickly rise among the young men of Gaul."

"This Tielan must be a villain! As far as I know, only despicable people have such a talent." Besu Kaya's pretty face was as cold as frost,

"That's not necessarily true. A villain is a villain, but a lucky villain! And in such troubled times, many things cannot be seen with an impartial eye." The fat man curled his lips slightly. He said nonchalantly, "Although his skills are not very good, his habit of poking at his own people is also weird. Unexpectedly, the North went even harder and directly poached Simon's 40,000 Northern troops. With such a partner, Simon wanted to It’s hard not to lose! But it just so happens that this guy unexpectedly saved the situation in the north.”

The fat man paused, looking at the zigzag-shaped urban roads in the city below, and said slowly, "Originally, the capture of Antura meant the completion of our strategic encirclement of northern Gaul. The capital of Gaul will obtain support from the north. It may be completely cut off. For Gaul Kyoto, which has been almost relying on northern resources for several months, this is the real winter coming, but now But because of the entire Tilan, our strategic plan was unable to achieve its goal. The main force of the northern Gaul army still exists. Tilan has more than 100,000 troops, and they have adopted a defensive posture. If they drag us to the death, The north will be a very troublesome thing. In terms of the overall situation, this time we can only choose to give up the idea of ​​​​eating the Northern Army of Gaul! "

"Your Majesty, are you saying to give up the north?" Besukaya blinked her long eyelashes, and a flash of shock flashed through her beautiful eyes like autumn water.

"No, just give up swallowing the Northern Army!" The fat man waved his hand. "In a war, it is normal to change strategies due to changes in the situation. It should have been my Central Army and the Salon Army, one behind the other." The situation where two large iron pincers suppressed the Gauls' more than 100,000 northern troops in the middle has now become a three-way battle.

"Continuing to entangle is not good for us."

The fat man said, "You immediately convey my order to Salon, and don't worry about Tielan for the time being! Tomorrow I will personally lead the central army to join him, and first eat Simon, the commander-in-chief of northern Gaul, in one bite. I will send Tielan to Messenger, that guy is not from the north, and naturally he has no intention of fighting for the north. As long as he is given a chance, I can guarantee that he will abandon the north immediately! "

"A glimmer of opportunity?"

The fat man looked at the incomplete city wall illuminated by the setting sun. His eyes narrowed into a line, and the cold light flashed. He said in a cold voice, "Did you see the city wall in front of you? The flags of the Slavs and the Gauls once flew there. Now flying is the flag of the Falcon Empire, Northern Gaul is vast, and it will take more than a month to control these areas. Coupled with Tilan's 100,000 troops, our military strength is too strong. In this case, we might as well make way. , put this Tillandsia back to Gaul Kyoto!

"Return to Kyoto. Then Kyoto's power will be stronger!" Besukaya was a little confused.

"If there is no internal unity, the greater the strength, it is not a good thing!" The fat man curled his lips slightly and said disdainfully. "Gaul Kyoto has just taken back the Biyan Castle and is celebrating in full. The new Minister of Military Affairs Derek is even more impressed." After a lot of praise, he planned to establish a defense line in Biyan Fort. If Tielan came to Beijing with more than 100,000 troops at this time,

One was in the limelight, but in reality he was just a puppet, without even ten thousand troops in hand, while the other returned in disgrace. But he has a legion of more than 100,000 people who obey his orders. You can think about what that would be like! "

"Yes, teacher, I understand!"

Besukaya nodded and raised her pretty face. The beauty took a deep look at the man's generous back not far away, which seemed to be able to support everything. She resisted the urge in her heart to hold his back. In her mind Thinking of a large-scale sacrificial activity called "Winter God Hunting" in the cold regions of the north,

At that time, the customs passed down from the Austin people by the sea,

Since it is named "Winter God Hunting", it is natural to hunt the real winter god. The so-called winter god only means one thing in the northern cold land. The dragon whale is a bloodthirsty and ferocious overlord of the cold land. Although it is not huge in size. But he likes to hide under the glacier and catch the real beasts that walk on the glacier for food.

In the northern cold areas, dragon whales are definitely the most notorious ones. They have teeth like sharp swords and live in groups. Every year in the northern cold areas, more than a thousand people from the cold areas die in the mouth of dragon whales. People are full of this kind of animal Resentful, the people of the cold region regard hunting dragon whales as one of the highest honors, so at the end of the "gao chao" ritual, they ask a famous person in the tribe to kill a real dragon whale in front of tens of thousands of people participating in the sacrifice. dragon whale,

But it is very difficult to catch this beast alive under the ice. There is almost no way during the day.

Because dragon whales are active, only at night, hunters in cold areas will release specially trained winter wolves, thirty of them per group, driven by torches. They can smell the scent of dragon whales under the ice. The winter wolf will quickly find the location where the dragon whale group is lurking along the edge of the ice.

In the dark night, the sight of the dragon whale is zero,

The wolves will jump into the ice and bite the dragon whales that rest under the ice and are almost blind at night.

Dragon whales usually crowd together in groups of four or five and are attacked in the dark. The panicked dragon whales usually regard all objects around them as enemies. Dragon whales will kill most of the winter animals in the entanglement. The wolves then start killing each other, and the last survivor is often already covered with wounds. After exhausting its physical strength, it floats to the ice. At this time, the hunter who has been waiting above will use a huge harpoon to drag the dragon whale up. And now, for some reason, Besucaya feels that Gaul Kyoto is the one that is about to The dragon whales started killing each other, and their teacher was the hunter standing proudly on the ice with a huge harpoon!

In the early morning, the sun has not yet come out, and the northern land is filled with white mist.

Blowing by the cold mountain wind, the earth looks like flowing white ribbons surrounding the long and narrow highland ahead. A black goshawk flies across the blue sky, with its spread wings covering the vast mountains covered with snow. , the cold wind blew across the hills in front, and a faint rumble came from the other end of the hills. The heavy hoofs of the war horses struck the hard snow-capped frozen soil,

"What's going on?" The soldiers of the Bidan Army who were cooking food in snow water in the early morning stood up one after another. They all raised their heads in the direction of the sound, and saw a black line appearing on the edge of the top of the white mound in the distance, "Bah bang." "The heavy hooves cracked the snow below,

Soon, in the cold wind, a group of infantry with the sound of war flags appeared behind the cavalry.

"Attention, enemy attack!"

Someone yelled, and the whole camp was in chaos. Duke Simon, who was awakened by the panicked soldiers, crawled out of the tent in the simple camp in embarrassment. When he saw the situation outside, he was confused. It was so chaotic. The soldiers were all there. Escape, even if the supervising team blocks the road and shouts that you are not allowed to run. To no avail

"What's going on, what's going on! Duke Simon ran over angrily, and just in time the supervising team caught a running soldier.

"Sir, the Falcon Army is coming!" The soldier looked at the sharp swords of Duke Simon and the war team beside him, and his face turned pale with fear. Replied with a trembling voice

"Falcon Army!" Duke Simon already had a phobia of this word. He shuddered when he heard it. He looked in the direction pointed by the soldier and saw a black army forming a menacing formation in the distance. "Asshole. Form up, prepare to fight!" Duke Simon pulled out his sword angrily and shouted, and the soldiers began to form in a chaotic manner. The archers climbed up the wooden arrow tower outside the military camp and raised the Gaul in their hands. bow. He looked outside with a hesitant expression.

"Whoosh" A white line shot from a distance and was firmly inserted into the wooden wall outside the camp. There was a letter tied to the shaking arrow tail. A personal guard carefully took down the letter from the wooden wall. After taking a look, he ran to Duke Simon in a panic and said hesitantly, "Sir, the other side requires us to surrender! Otherwise, we will all be annihilated!"

"It's nonsense. There are only 30,000 people on the opposite side. We now have 15,000 people and a solid perimeter. I don't believe it. The other side wants to catch us off guard like Winter Valley!" Although Duke Simon is pedantic, he is a A very noble person, he angrily threw the letter of surrender at his feet and shouted loudly to all around him.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. The opponent's troops are not superior. As long as we can persist, reinforcements will come soon..." Just as Duke Simon was speaking loudly, he suddenly heard a strange sound. The sound breaks through the sky,

"Attention, arrow attack," the peripheral sentinels shouted hysterically. The situation that had just calmed down immediately became chaotic again. The soldiers were looking for a place to hide or a shield to seek a chance of survival. They fought many times. The soldiers knew very well how terrifying the Falcon Empire's distant arrow attack was. ,

"Bah bang bang'"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a whole field of crossbow arrows coming in like black clouds jumping out from the ridge, passing over the 2-meter-high wooden fence on the outside, covering the sky, and flying arrow clusters streaked across the white arc raindrops. It fell down like a big airtight net.

"ah"

Although Duke Simon had a shield to protect his important body, he was shot through his right arm by a falling crossbow arrow. After letting out a cry of grief, he was immediately pressed down by his loyal bodyguards again.

The other soldiers were not as lucky as him. The excessively dense crossbow arrows covered almost half of the camp. Screams could be heard one after another in the camp. The simple camp could not cope with the powerful long-range attack of more than 50,000 Falcon troops.

Wherever the arrows passed by, it was like a fierce hurricane sweeping through, and soldiers would quickly fall to pieces. Duke Simon gritted his teeth and pushed away the body of the bodyguard that was pressing on him. He immediately heard all kinds of screams before death, making the surrounding area look like a hell being judged.

"What's going on? Didn't you say that you can surrender?" Duke Simon's face was covered with blood and he was completely confused. The other party said that they could negotiate. How could he launch such a terrible attack so shamelessly and immediately!

"Your Majesty, aren't we trying to persuade you to surrender?" Salon looked at the scene in the distance and asked the fat man next to him in confusion. A whole row of crossbowmen behind him continued to throw frightening crossbow arrows towards the Gallic camp in the distance. Like a large swarm of locusts, they burst out from the far edge of the horizon and quickly moved down in the sky.

"I persuaded the other side, didn't they surrender? Then the attack is in line with the rules!" The fat man rolled his eyes on the horse, clapped his riding crop, and persuaded him to surrender. What a joke, if this chicken really surrendered, what else could he do? Show it to Tie Lan, the monkey. Ten minutes later, the fat man raised his hand. The opponent only had 11,000 troops. Continuing to shoot arrows would only be a waste.

"Stop shooting!" The crossbow captains conveyed the message one by one, and the dense rain of arrows stopped. The Gallic camp, which was full of people running around just now, was like a large piece of cheese cake being cut off.

The bright red and plump cream inside was exposed, and the bright red human blood dyed the camp area a shocking red. The blood melted between the layers of snow, gathered into a trickle between the stones, and flowed downwards along the gravel underfoot. More than 10,000 soldiers, in the fierce battle just now, Under the fierce blow, they were scurrying around, but they were hit by arrow clusters several times larger than theirs, which firmly fixed their bodies to the ground. There were less than 4,000 soldiers who could survive this blow, and most of them were injured. Completely losing the ability to resist,

"It's time to take over! Now is the time to truly accept surrender. We must let Tielan know the consequences of losing our patience." The fat man said to Salon, who was a little stupid next to him.

As for Tielan, the feeling of having 100,000 troops made the Kyoto nobleman full of ambition and desire. He was planning to fight the Falcon Army in the north, using 100,000 to fight 30,000. No matter how you look at it, he would be taking advantage.

But a letter from the Falcon Army made the burning ambition in his heart feel like a bucket of ice water was poured on him.

The Vecian Falcon has arrived in northern Gaul! Along with it came as many as 50,000 of the most elite Central Army troops! Although he wasn't sure whether the other party was trying to comfort him on purpose, Tielan didn't dare to go out and ask for confirmation even if he died.

He issued the order to hold on, completely ignoring the embarrassing situation of Simon Bidan's army, which only had about 10,000 men.