Realm of Power

On the commanding heights of the fortress, the Gallic generals were all stunned one by one. With their eyes wide open, they watched the burning weapons like falling meteors in the sky, dragging long red lights roaring from the opposite ridge.

The moment it fell to the ground, it was like a red ball of light that swept everything, arrogantly sucking in all objects within ten meters of it. The fire light shot up into the sky along the pass, like a toy being kneaded by a group of giants. From the left The first catapult on the side turned into a sea of ​​​​fire under the explosive flames.

Boom!

Only then did the sound reach everyone's ears, "Oh my God! Our trebuchet is finished!" Only the general next to him reacted and couldn't help but exclaimed. He saw that the opponent's trebuchet seemed to have grown longer. A pair of eyes that can penetrate the city wall and smash the trebuchets that the side has painstakingly built one by one into pieces.

With the explosion and fire like a fountain, the people above and the trebuchet fragments were swept up by the huge waves, like toys being thrown high into the air,

"What's going on? The opponent's trebuchets are so amazing!" The generals looked at each other, and one by one they looked cautiously at the pale-faced general manager Derek in front. Everyone knew that these trebuchets were the legion's stronghold. His confidence is Sir Derek's biggest reliance on defending the pass.

Sir Derek has confidently stated in military meetings several times that even if the Falcon Army is really an iron army made of iron and copper, I, Derek, will smash it into pieces and lay corpses with hundreds of stones, completely ending its attack. The unstoppable war myth, arrogance and rage made Kyoto line chief Derek red and white. His face also felt as if someone had slapped him hard. His fingers were clenched together and dug deeply into the palm of his hand. It hurt so much that he was bleeding. He could feel the mocking smiles on the corners of the lips of the generals behind him, a real offensive. Before it even started, Sir Derek's clamorous capital was crushed by the other party with just one finger.

At this time, in the minds of other ordinary Gallic soldiers, the words that the veterans warned many times were repeated over and over again: "If you stand and fight against the Falcon Army, you will all die. Falcon Army! No. 1 in siege on the mainland!" "

Even though this place is still more than 200 meters away from the front line of the pass, the scorching rolling waves and fierce red light bursts shine on the face of every pale Gaulish man. No one expected that the trebuchet of the Falcon Army on the opposite side would be like this. It's terrifying, not only the range is terrifying, but the location is horribly accurate.

It took half an hour before the Falcon Army's attack on the pass defense line began to slow down.

The black cloud-like military formation moved forward again,

"Get up, shoot! Don't let them get close!" A Gallic shooter climbed up from the flames and the pile of corpses. He suddenly shivered. What caught his eyes was the black army like ants below. Under the captain At the loud urging, he quickly grabbed the Gaul bow on the ground, his legs and feet were weak. The sound of explosions like thunder still echoed in his ears, and below him were the black-armored soldiers like tidal waves and landslides, making him feel like he was standing on an isolated island that could sink at any time.

"Shoot. Get up if you don't want to die!"

He heard the captain's furious voice. The Gallic archer stood up tremblingly, pulled out an arrow with his fingers in panic, and looked at the dense crowd below. Pulling out the bow string, whoosh, a white line coming from under the city brushed past his shoulder. Snap! , the broken wood scattered, and an arrow cluster stably inserted into the wooden board behind him.

"It's the Falcon Army shooter!"

The Gallic archer's head was completely blank after a bang. He had heard from veterans that when the Falcon Army was attacking a city, there were always elite crossbow shooters lurking below to deal with the city's archers. These terrifying enemies, known as archer hunters, Even from a distance of a hundred meters, it can pierce the target's throat with one arrow.

"Puch!"

Almost at the same time, two consecutive white lines hit his body again. One arrow hit his chest, and the front end of another sharp arrow came out fiercely from the back of his head. A mass of broken flesh and bones came out of his head. Then it burst open, the Gaulish archer's body trembled slightly, and the Gaulish bow in his hand fell to the ground.

"The fifth one! You owe me two!"

An elite crossbowman of the Falcon Army who was responsible for suppressing the city wall proudly gestured to his companion who rolled his eyes beside him.

This was a long-awaited fierce attack by the Empire's Southern Army. The first line of attack was the Falcon Empire's notorious elite siege group. Their bodies were covered in heavy armor that was difficult to damage with arrow clusters, and their faces were covered with terrifying metal dressings. The weapons in their hands are heavy guns, flails, and battering rams. Their ferocity is even known as "wall killers" even among the Falcon Army.

These strong men in heavy armor are as ferocious as the mountain bears in southern Wikidia, killing people like chopping melons and vegetables. The sparse bows and arrows coming from the city are almost harmless to them. They are grouped in thousands, grinning confidently and ferociously. The face is chilling. In their view, the clumsy defense and scattered counterattacks of the pass defenders were like moths swooping up to die.

"Attack! Kill everything!"

The siege cone in his hand violently smashed the heads of the Gallic soldiers in front of him. He watched the enemy's blood burst from the helmet and climbed up the pass screaming. Behind the heavy siege regiment are the light assault troops from Salander. These light assault troops are armed with bucklers and javelins. They are agile and can grasp the edge of the battlements with their hands by leaping on the shoulders of their companions. , climbing up with all his strength, the defenders above slashed in panic, and the sudden attack from below caused the Gallic soldiers on the wall to roll in pieces. At the same time, arrows fell like raindrops on the top of the city. A large number of defenders Fallen down by an arrow,

The Gallic soldiers screamed and fled. The arrows were so dense that the defenders could not stand!

"The 15th Infantry Regiment is coming up with reinforcements!"

"The 15th Infantry Regiment collapsed and Lord Madar died in battle!"

"Reinforcements from the 17th Infantry Regiment!"

"The 17th Infantry Regiment collapsed and Lord Rokotata was seriously injured!"

"Sir, the pass calls for support again!"

The cavalry reporting back and forth refreshed the psychological bottom line of the Gallic generals again and again.

"Everyone, who is willing to reinforce the pass!"

Derek's face was ashen and he punched the battlement. Reinforcements were coming for the fourth time. His eyes swept over the faces of the generals with some expectation. The generals lowered their heads one by one, not daring to look directly at them. Anyone who threw in would be hurt. It won't come out completely. This time it's not a detailed attack. This is the real strength of the Falcon Army.

When the black military formation of the Falcon Army pounced directly on the already incomplete pass with an overwhelming momentum, the pass defense line suffered its first real attack since facing the Falcon Army's offensive. The previous trials were nothing more than child's play compared to this one. When the continent's number one army showed its strength, the entire Biyan Castle was shocked.

"Sir, the Falcon Army has occupied most of the pass. At this time, we are still continuing to reinforce the pass. Our army will be massacred in vain. It is very unwise!" A general said boldly with an ugly face.

"Yes, the Falcon Army's long-range strike line has completely covered the pass defense line. Our reinforcements will only increase casualties!" The generals quickly agreed and cursed inwardly. Damn it, whoever dares to go up in this situation will be shocked by the Falcon Army. They are simply bloodthirsty beasts. The scene is so brutal. In addition to the original fifteen thousand people at the pass, there have been two people in a row. An infantry regiment with more than 30,000 troops was completely defeated without exception. The Falcon Army is in full force at the pass, and the pass is becoming a battlefield meat grinder that the Gallic soldiers cannot break through.

"you!"

Derek looked at the generals, his lip quivering. The hand hangs down helplessly,

"Woo!" The trembling trombone sounded, and the Gallic troops in the direction of the pass retreated like a tide, discarding their armor. It's like being pushed by a pair of invisible hands

"Legion Commander! Our army has occupied the pass!" A messenger cavalry galloped up the ridge in front and reported to Statunko who was standing there.

"Haha. Everyone did a good job. They took the pass in one go and scared the Gallic commander on the opposite side!" Statunko put down the lookout glass in his hand and looked at the overwhelming Gallic army in the distance. With a high-spirited expression, he smiled at the dozen or so generals behind him who were in full uniform,

"I can only blame those Gauls for being chicks who have never experienced the battlefield! They can't stand being touched and fall apart at the first touch!" The Southern Army generals behind him burst into contemptuous laughter.

"Yes, how can a group of sheep fight with lions!"

The army pressed hard on the pass, and the Gallic army lost more than 30,000 people. The losses of the Southern Army were also not small. In this kind of battle where the two armies meet and attack one place, the battle is about who is more powerful and who is willing to sacrifice more people. The southern part of the empire The army has long experienced the test of this kind of bloody battle. From the general to the soldiers, they have been prepared for a desperate attack from the beginning of the war.

On the pass, the two armies were fighting each other, killing people, and blood and flesh were flying everywhere.

Instead of being frightened by the meat grinder on the battlefield in front of them, the Southern Army was beaten to a bloody pulp.

If the Gallic army continued to fill the pass, the Southern Army was already prepared to take 50,000 lives. As a result, the Gauls lost 30,000 people and showed their cowardice! The same military strength still occupied the city wall, but it fell down with just one punch! No wonder the Southern Army showed contempt for the cowardice of the Gauls.

The Falcon Army, with their war flags flying like clouds, slowly entered the pass and repaired the defense line. It seems that they will not launch a second wave of offensive immediately.

The Gallic army retreated to the central avenue of the second line,

Under the urging of the infantry regiments of each army, the soldiers hurriedly built new lines of defense and pulled up rows of wooden fences.

"Pa" Derek, the general manager of Kyoto Line, walked into his office almost exhausted, and sat down on the chair with his butt heavy. It was so difficult! Derek felt that his legs and feet were still moist, his eyes were a little dark, and his whole body seemed to be dehydrated. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

A battle at a pass made Derek completely timid. If he had just felt great pressure before, now he felt a nervous collapse. The army was guarding the pass like an iron wall. According to the plan, it should be able to resist for at least a week. Who can I knew it was broken through in just one morning,

By analogy, how long can Central Avenue last? How long can the wall castle hold? Could it be that hundreds of thousands of Gallic troops were destroyed in this way? . . . Derek didn't dare to think about it

"You made a mistake, you shouldn't give up the pass so easily!" A cold voice came from the door. It was Solei who was the captain of the guard. The veteran was leaning at the door, his eyes as cold as swords.

"Why? You didn't see that the pass can no longer be defended. Even if we add more troops, the result will be the same!"

Derek rolled his eyes at him. This guy always appeared like this silently. He opened a bottle of red wine and poured it into a glass to calm himself down and said, "You didn't see it just now. It's really scary. To be honest." , I have never been on the battlefield, but as a logistics officer, when I was cleaning up the battlefield, I thought I had seen the dead people like piles of leaves after the war. I thought I had seen the cruelty of the war, but I I really didn't expect that when the real war started, my mind was completely blank. The combat drills that I had memorized for half a month had already disappeared. The Falcon Army's offensive was so fierce, it was like. It's a bloody beast that can swallow everything in the world. I just watched the elite troops being bitten and eaten alive... What do you want me to do!

"Gulu!" Derek said excitedly, picked up the wine glass, and took a swig of red wine, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

"Are you timid? As the commander of the army, your courage has been broken by the enemy!" Veteran Solei looked at him with twinkling eyes, which made Derek feel a little afraid.

"I'm not cowardly. I'm just conserving my strength!" Derek put down his wine glass and said angrily. He stood up, loosened the collar of his clothes, and opened his clothes. "I can't let more people die knowing that I'm going to die!"

"But your decision is causing more people to die!"

For the first time, veteran Solei's tone showed a strong anger, and he said sternly, "The pass has always been called the "Death Line of the Rock Castle." This kind of place has always fought for the death of people. If the opponent dares to fill in with 20,000 people." You have to be prepared to fill in 20,000 yuan. If the other party fills in 50,000 yuan, you should fill in 50,000 yuan, right. Just fill in 100,000 people. Even if you only have the general guard left, you still have to fill it in. Besides, you still have two major advantages in strength and defense. If you really fill in 100,000 people, I can guarantee that the Falcon Army on the opposite side will attack tomorrow. They will take the initiative to evacuate, and they will definitely not pay attention to Biyan Castle for at least a month! "

"But you backed down!"

Veteran Solei's voice stopped. The corner of his mouth curled slightly, "The cost of losing the pass is not only that the newly inspired military morale drops to the lowest point, but also that the Biyan Fort is completely exposed to the strike range of the Falcon Army. With the support of the pass defense line, the Falcon Army You can advance and attack, retreat and defend. The initiative on the battlefield has completely fallen to the Falcon Army. No matter how strong the Biyan Fort is, its fall is a foregone conclusion!

"this...."

Derek was stunned when he heard this. Although he was the general manager of the Kyoto Line and had stabilized his position by occupying the Wall Castle, he was not a real army commander forged on the iron-blooded battlefield like Alder and Hassan Rimbaud. The general who ran out halfway had no experience in commanding a fierce battle. How could he Who knows the true meaning of iron and blood? If it is an experienced imperial general like Ard or Hassan Rimbaud, he will not hesitate to use the pass as a decisive battleground, exchanging sacrifice for sacrifice. No matter how great the sacrifice is, he must die. Pass line, dragging the Falcon Army on the opposite side, which is not as strong as our own, into the quagmire of a war of attrition!

"Find an opportunity to evacuate! This is the last advice I can give you. What you are facing is just a regiment of the Falcon Empire. You haven't seen the truly most elite Central Army yet!" Veteran Solei said at the station He straightened his body, his eyes showed a bit of disappointment, and whispered, "The eagle will come soon, the wall castle can't be defended! The capital of Gaul is also over!"

"Are you leaving too?"

Derek looked at the veteran Solei and his body trembled slightly. He could hear the parting meaning in the voice of the veteran Solei. Thinking of the past few years, he had gradually risen from a logistics officer to the current head of the Kyoto line. Holding the power of 200,000 imperial troops, the help this veteran gave him many times played a key role.

Derek felt a sense of silence in his heart. The identity of this old mercenary was very mysterious.

Although he is a mercenary, he has staggering military and political judgment. Before becoming a mercenary, he should have been a big shot in a certain country. Derek once guessed that the Falcon Empire has destroyed countless countries. , there are always one or two mortal enemies, but Derek has never asked the veteran Sorey. The reason why he made this judgment is because he once saw the veteran looking into the distance with his heartbreaking eyes occasionally.

"I'll go south!"

Veteran Solei raised his head, looked out the window, hesitated, and nodded.

Although Derek is not a heroic person, at least he treats himself pretty well.

I originally wanted to use the training of Derek to take advantage of the Gallic Empire to take revenge. Unfortunately, the Gallic Empire was in decline and was defeated by the Falcon Empire in just over two years.

Wall Castle is already the last military cluster of the Gallic Empire. After this battle, the Gallic Empire will soon be destroyed by the falcon's claws! The veteran has always been very decisive about things that have lost their use value. He carries the hatred of the annihilation of his family and the country, and the pain of his ambition being completely crushed.

Now that Gaul is on his last legs, he can only find other help!

"South? Are you going to the Confederate Empire? The Istantians there are beating them to death!" Derek looked at the veteran blankly, trying to persuade him to stay.

"Isn't it right?" The veteran curled his lips slightly and said disdainfully, "No matter how smart a seven-year-old emperor is, and how much he can accomplish, he is just a puppet living under the wings of the Falcon of Vecia. Within ten years, he will surely be defeated." Captured by vekia falcon Annexation, I won't go anywhere to wait to see the Falcon Army's battle flag planted on the top of Gangfei's new capital. I want to go to Istan! It's far enough away that the eagle's eyes won't see it yet, or There is still the possibility of being able to compete with this ferocious falcon! "

"Istan! They are the sworn enemies of the entire Obaro people!" Derek looked at the veteran in shock. "If you go to Istan as an Obaro, you will be hanged as a heretic immediately!"

"I'm not an Oparo!" Veteran Solei grinned and said with a wry smile, "I believe you can see this too! I come from the continent where the Falcon Empire is located. I once fought hard in the north of the continent in an attempt to compete with Wikipedia. The Asian Falcon is a war hero,

I was just a little short of becoming the king of the north. Unfortunately, I failed. I live just for revenge.

I believe that the Istan people will soon collide with the Falcon Empire and lose miserably, so the Istan people will not hang me, because I have everything they want to know about the Falcon Empire! "(To be continued...)