Realm of Power

"Enemy attack!"

Gang Feiren's shrill scream was like a beggar who had been kicked dozens of times. The enemy's cavalry came from his back.

"Assemble!"

The embarrassed Gangfei officers ran out of the tent in single clothes, as if the black cavalry of the God of Vengeance trampled through the chaotic group of soldiers on their side. The opponent raised the curved sword in his hand like a hurricane and took full measures. is a way of advancing straight forward , directly cutting open the back of our camp, the assault queue of the Imperial Guards Cavalry was overwhelming, destroying everything, setting off a blood frenzy behind the Gangfei military camp. For the Gangfei soldiers who were still sleeping, the cavalry swarm that attacked in the dark was desperate It's a nightmare

The tonnage of the cavalry plus fine war horses exceeds half a ton. When a heavy object of this tonnage comes flying at a speed of more than fifty yards per hour, the flesh-and-blood patrol is defeated in the shortest time. There is chaos and chaos, and the entire The camp is full of soldiers running around

"Asshole, what's going on?" The officer was furious and the soldiers were at a loss. At this time, no one, no order, no commander could stop the chaos in this situation!

The officers could not find the soldiers, the general could not find the officers, and everyone was stunned by the sudden attack.

The wind howled above the head, the sound of horse hooves neighed in the ears, the sword light rolled, and the heads flew away, like the furious black cavalry, crushing all the living things in front of it, and in an instant, the shining sword light turned into blood light, A non-conformist soldier who turns around and runs is like being cut in half by a huge scythe.

"Pfft" blood exploded like mist, and half of the body was cut off by the crazy cavalry. He flew out with a stunned expression on his face. His lower body was already involved in the hoofs of the armored war horse. The war horses were knocked into the air, pierced by the heavy spears in the hands of the Guards Cavalry, chopped into dust by the sharp Imperial swords, and trampled to pulp by the horses' hooves. The battlefield was covered with the corpses of non-Gang Fei soldiers. They collapsed as if they had been hit hard in the face by a hammer. The soldiers fled in a frantic manner.

"Go forward and dig right through!"

Hu Keqili used a beautiful knife to flick away the blood on the blade, and now he had a comprehensive advantage. That was because he completely caught the Gangfei people off guard. After all, what was in front of him was a hundred thousand Gangfei troops. It won't take long for the chaos in the army to spread to the front. Once the opponent's troops in the front are rolled back, the life or death of the 10,000 Guards Cavalry who have penetrated deeply into the Gangfei military camp will be unpredictable!

He was at the forefront of the impact array, and the sharp sword in his hand was like the sickle in the hand of death. Anyone who came within a two-meter radius of this brave whirlwind would be chopped off with a gorgeous sword. In front of him, all the non-Gangfei soldiers were frightened. Shouting for their lives, the iron cavalry flew like a torrent, dragging out a trail of blood hundreds of meters long wherever it passed. The Gangfei soldiers were hacked to death miserably, just like the waves of wheat rolled by the strong wind. In front of the sharp knives of the dense formation of black cavalry, the huge and bulky body of the Gangfei military camp had no time to react. A flickering movement of the cavalry group caused the Gangfei people to bleed continuously! The scattered soldiers fled in panic, and the officers gathered their troops in panic to stop the violent storm, but they were under the thunderous pressure of the cavalry group.

They were retreating steadily, unable to withstand it and unable to stand still. "Woo! The horn sound representing the attack resounded throughout the entire Gangfei military camp. The soldiers got up in panic, and the officers began to assemble their troops.

"Sir, our rear camp was attacked by the enemy's cavalry!" The adjutant ran into the military tent of Marcel, the commander of the third infantry regiment of the Congolese Confederate Army in charge of the rear camp in panic. This disheveled Confederate brought yesterday's Being hungover at night, I didn't have much reaction, so I grabbed the armor hanging by the bedside.

"Gather the troops!" He tilted his head, his head hurt, and his ears were still ringing.

"Sir, our troops are all scattered!" the adjutant said with an ugly expression.

"Then gather the escort cavalry!"

Marcel was stunned for a moment. In the messy night, he received a report that the Falcon Cavalry was attacking in front of the most important granary.

It is well known that the empire is short of food this year. In order to raise rations for the army, the court behind them has tried their best. If these rations, which are related to the life and death of a hundred thousand troops, are burned by the Falcon Army. . . . . . Marcel's drunkenness suddenly turned into beads of sweat, and he shouted hysterically, "They must not be allowed near the granary!"

He got on the horse and took the battle sword from the adjutant. The cavalry guards beside him also raised their swords. The number of the cavalry guards was about 150. They were in front of them, acting as the spearhead of the attack. There are also about a hundred Guards Cavalry.

"Assault crossbow preparation!" The captain of the Guards Cavalry Squadron leading the team did not want to waste time here.

He skillfully took out the assault short crossbow specially designed for the guards from the weapon slot on the crotch of the war horse. The tight crossbow string had been pulled apart before the assault attack. With his left hand, he took out the short crossbow arrow cluster in his mouth and quickly placed it in the special In the crossbow arrow slot, "50 meters ahead!" The assault crossbows were raised at the same time, and the cold light of the metal arrows shone like dense stars under the black sky in the chaotic firelight around them.

"Attention, it's the Falcon Cavalry's assault crossbow!"

Marcel sensed the danger ahead and shouted with bloodshot eyes. "Whoosh!" A white line shot out from the opposite side and passed through the chest of a Gangfei officer wearing a pointed helmet next to him. Covering the spot where the arrow was hit, his lips trembled slightly and said, "Despicable." That's not an important part, so this officer still insisted on staying on the war horse.

"Kill!" After receiving the officer's fierce words, Marcel felt a surge of blood and shouted "Come forward!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

At this moment, suddenly from the front of the Guards Cavalry, countless white lines bloomed like flowers, and the dense arrow clusters brought a sharp whistling sound of tearing the air, and they were as dense as a heavy rain that penetrated a banana leaf. After passing through the Gangfei cavalry in front, blood spread like night mist in front. The Gangfei cavalry fell off their horses one after another, Marcel among them.

Sharp arrows were driven deeply into his chest, one, two. . . . . . , blood splattered everywhere, and before his body fell off the horse, more than a dozen arrow clusters were already inserted into it. Bloody metal arrows came out from his back, and the cold metallic luster mixed with his hot blood. The body, together with his crotch The war horses rolled together

"Lord Marcel is dead!" The surrounding Gangfei soldiers shouted in fright. The death of the rear army commander made it impossible for the Gangfei people to organize their troops to stop the movement of this sharp knife. The defeated army was crowded together, and the troops were not Trapped in the chaotic flow of people, unable to move. After finally squeezing in, they were beaten back by the roaring black-armored cavalry as soon as they got close. In less than ten minutes, 10,000 Imperial Guards cavalry had already cut through the back of the inhumane military camp. With a large opening, the cavalry successfully penetrated the enemy's defense center.

Fifty meters!

Thirty meters!

The large granaries stacked up like a hillside were already in front of him. Hu Keqi reined in his horse and knocked the brazier illuminated by the roadside to the ground with a knife. The firelight shone on the imperial general who was covered in blood. , like a demon in the night. The garrison of the granary was frightened. The soldiers looked at the cavalry group that was coming towards them like giant beasts. They dropped their weapons, howled like beasts, turned around and fled in despair. The black iron cavalry was behind Hu Keqili. Machines swarmed in to follow, and fire quickly ignited from the direction of the granary. Just as the army was rushing from the front to the back like crazy, the enemy had already fled.

"Sir, an order from the base camp!" A Gangfei messenger flew up to a stern-looking Gangfei officer, took out a questionnaire and handed it to him and said.

"Order from the base camp? Do you know the reason?" This young officer with sand-colored hair and sand-colored eyes. I raised my head and looked at the red light in the distance, which was shaking my heart like a disorderly flow.

"It was an enemy attack. Lord Marcel from the rear camp died in the battle, but there is something more serious. The base camp hopes that the war supervisor can go and deal with it personally!"

"Who is the attacker? The shrill horn sound from the direction of the main camp is still blowing. It seems to be very urgent. The so-called processing. Do you want to execute some people on the spot?" The young officer's face was a little gloomy, and he snorted dissatisfiedly. , the officer placed his hand on his chin and sunk slightly. Mo, with a stunned look on his face, was sent here as a war supervisor by the military affairs department. His identity was very embarrassing. He was not a combatant, so he did not receive an emergency combat order. He was a war supervisor, but he didn't even have a single subordinate, no one. Take him seriously,

He was woken up. When he got up, he heard the chaos outside. He thought it was the Falcon Army attacking from the front. He calmly put on the new armor that he had spent a thousand gold coins to make and picked up the clothes beside the bed. He adjusted his long sword against the mirror leaning on the wooden stake. Although he may not go to the battlefield, he should prepare it at least, at least he can't die like an unknown person in the chaos! As soon as I walked out of the tent, I met the messenger cavalry head-on.

"It is said that the attacker was the cavalry of the Falcon Army!" The cavalryman shook his head with regret and sighed, "They were suddenly attacked. The scene was so miserable. There were dead bodies all over the ground, and your feet would slip when you walked on them." Yes, the third infantry regiment in the rear camp suffered heavy losses, and even the commander of the infantry regiment, Marcel, was killed."

"The cavalry of the Falcon Army? Are you sure? Why did the Falcon Army appear behind us?" the young officer asked in confusion.

"It is still under investigation, but the identity of the attacker is unmistakable. According to the survivor's description, the attacker's horse wore a spiked vest of the Falcon Cavalry, and the weapon in his hand was an Imperial sword. It caused a lot of damage to us. casualties!"

"Except for the Third Infantry Regiment, do our military rations..." The young officer was silent for a moment and asked this sensitive question. Although it was still impossible to estimate the serious consequences of this attack, the red flames soaring into the sky Everything has been explained,

If the opponent's target is military rations, and the rations under the protection of heavy troops are actually burned by the enemy, it is no wonder that the base camp urgently recruits me as a war supervisor. Isn't my role at this time to take care of the aftermath? Regardless of whether it is right or wrong. , first kill a group of those who are not effective in fighting, and at least give an explanation to the emperor.

"I don't know either!"

The messenger lowered his head and replied with an ugly face. He came from the rear camp. How could he not know the real situation? But the base camp had issued strict orders and the information about the food being burned was blocked. How could he, a small messenger, dare to say that, and he was still in the army? In front of the War Supervisor

As a cavalry messenger traveling to and from the base camp, he heard the generals mention this young and lazy war supervisor.

Lyreira, the youngest marquis in the empire and a famous playboy in Kyoto,

The position of War Supervisor sounds majestic. He supervises the entire army and has the power to make decisions on behalf of the emperor.

But in fact, most of the generals gathered on the Baluta defense line have profound backgrounds, and they don't need to care about the thoughts of this little war supervisor. Everyone does not offend the river, and there are also rumors in private. This ignorant embroidered pillow didn't know that this time he was tainted by the noble daughter of that wealthy family and was sent here to serve as a war supervisor.

"Okay, I understand! I will go to the back camp to deal with it right away, but you see, I'm afraid I can't control the situation alone. You go report to the base camp. I need enough troops and manpower to suppress it!" the young war supervisor said. He waved his hand and no longer embarrassed the messenger cavalry.

Although he is called an unlearned and unskilled embroidered pillow by the outside world, few people know that the young war supervisor is actually the former aide-de-camp of the former Imperial Minister of Defense Rubinthack, who was reviled by the countrymen. Ke wanted him to serve in the Southern Army together with Mekaya, who had made great achievements in the defense of Kyoto. One was the commander of the army and the other was the deputy commander.

"It's true that General Mekaya is a model of the emperor's people, but his style is like the summer sun, wishing to melt everything. But his subordinate is a lazy man, he can be regarded as the winter sun, and he feels uncomfortable when no one pays attention to him. I’m satisfied, but I really can’t stay together and work together!”

Lereira said this to Rubinthack, who wanted to promote herself. This is an obvious rejection,

"What a soldier wants most is to become a general of an army. Don't you have such an idea?" Rubinsack looked at him with some hatred. What a good young man, how can he be so negative? Lereira is characterized by indifference. So he has a calm temperament,

Mekaya, another student of mine, is characterized by enthusiasm. He is a typical soldier. He is a commander who adheres too much to his own beliefs. He often does not know how to adapt, let alone endure. He is like a fiercely burning fire, so he can only be sent to a remote place. If he goes to the south, if he stays in Kyoto, it doesn't matter if he is here. Once his protective umbrella is gone, Mekaya will definitely be regarded as his best friend and be crushed to death by the opposition!

"I don't have the shoulders like you, nor the courage to look back!"

Lyrela struggled with her face and took a deep breath under Rubinsack's gaze. "Teacher, it's important for people to be self-aware. You said at the beginning that with my ability, I might be able to become a general in an army, but I am lazy by nature. , and I don’t know how to please my superiors. If I go to the battlefield, or I was sent as cannon fodder by my superiors, or I was reported by the war supervisor for being passive in the battle, so let me just let others see me indifferently. The road of being a teacher is too steep, and students really can’t accompany me. If I can survive it safely There is nothing more to ask for in this life! "

"You don't have confidence in the future of the empire! Yes, you don't, and neither do I! All I can do is work hard to move forward, regardless of success or failure, there is really no need to drag a young man like you into disrepute. Damn, there are some things that an old man like me can do."

Rubinsack stared at him with pale and bloodless eyes for a long time, then suddenly laughed sadly, patted him heavily on the shoulder without saying anything, and the next day, Lereira received the notice of dismissal. Ordered to leave Rubinsack's full circle and be transferred to the most inconspicuous archives department of the Ministry of Military Affairs.

Lereira's wisdom saved him. Rubinthucker gained power for a short time, but was eventually assassinated. The Congolese military was purged by the opposition, and countless figures from the Rubinthack faction were affected. But nothing happened to Rubinsack's personal adjutant, because Everyone regarded the director of the archives office, who was in charge of two or three kittens, as the student that Rubinthack despised the most. He was a shame in Rubinthack's eyes. I will never be able to get ahead in the position of archives director.

Before Mekaya insisted on launching the 1.12 incident, she deliberately found the teacher's disciples and invited them to participate in the incident. Afterwards, she promised that after the incident, Mekaya would serve as the deputy minister of the Ministry of Military Affairs, and he, Lereira, would serve as the intelligence minister of the Ministry of Military Affairs. Together, we can revitalize the empire, Larry. La Reela declined. Mekaya is a fire, passionate and does not care about herself. Such people make Lareela feel most likely to lose control. When Rubinthak transferred Mekaya away from Kyoto, this might not be his consideration. He looked at Mekaya, who left with a face filled with regret, could only think of one word in her heart: "Get burned."

Walking into the quiet and terrifying rear camp of the army, Laerila's face became colder and colder. This time, the base camp rarely allocated 5,000 people to him. They were all the most elite troops in the base camp. The entire rear camp of the army had been circled. , there were corpses all over the ground, and there was still smoke at the burning point. Smoke was puffing out, and a whole row of officers were kneeling on the ground with their hands tied. They were all officers of the Third Infantry Regiment. The battle was unfavorable, resulting in the destruction of all the army's food supplies. The law enforcement team from the base camp was already waiting there, with sharp beheading knives inserted into them. On the ground redder than human blood,

"Sir, you are finally here!" When an officer saw him, he quickly came over to salute, and then handed over the base camp's report on the battle. The military report usually had to be signed by both the military supervisor and the war supervisor, but this time , is a decision letter regarding the execution of officers,

"Do they have to die?" Lereira hesitated. Although these people fought poorly and destroyed the army's rations, they at least fought with all their strength. He took a look just now and found that no one was uninjured. Some of the seriously injured people had already lost their lives. Conscious, placed on a stretcher

"This is the decision of the headquarters. The army's rations were destroyed and the commander of the Third Infantry Regiment was killed. If these people are not executed, other generals will be affected. In addition, His Majesty the Emperor also needs someone to take responsibility for this matter!" The officer lowered his head and said respectfully in a low voice (To be continued...)