Realm of Power

The rain turns into countless white silk threads that moisten things silently, filling the sky and earth in front of you.

A group of light cavalry wearing silver-edged armor escorted a carriage that slowly drove into the gate of the Congo-Africa Border Guard Headquarters. The escorting light cavalry wore the red and black trimmed capes of the Military Affairs Department Guards. The unicorn sign of the Non-Imperial Ministry of Military Affairs indicates that there is a big shot from the Congolese Ministry of Military Affairs in this carriage.

On the steps of the Congo-Africa Border Guard Headquarters building, Fabregas, the chief of the Border Guard Army, and a dozen generals of the Border Guard Army stood on the steps, watching the carriage in the distance drive into the Border Guard Headquarters, without waiting for the carriage to stop. , Cesc Fabregas, the chief of the border guard force, is like this Wearing a straight uniform of the commander of the Gangfei Army, he was the first to walk into the rain, and the generals behind him quickly followed. The rain hit the generals' uniforms, and the raindrops bloomed like little flowers of darkness. The rain in April is not cold, but Everyone's faces looked a little ugly,

Everyone knows what the adult is here to do this time! The situation has changed. This time, in order to counter the Falcon Empire's aggressive approach on the Putau border, the Imperial Ministry of Defense and the coalition forces acted in unison and adopted a two-line attack tactic. As many as 170,000 coalition forces were responsible. Attack the direction of Baluta Fortress, not just the direction, On the original basis, the Ministry of Military Affairs has once again added 70,000 troops to the border, and 40,000 reserve local troops are being mobilized here to prepare to cooperate with the original 110,000 Imperial Southern Army, with a total strength of 220,000 , completely resolve the pressure on the Falcon Empire,

Six days have passed, and there is still no movement from the border guards at the other end of the attack line.

Now is a time when supplies are tight. There are 170,000 coalition forces from various countries plus 220,000 border guards. The Gangfei court, which has just got a chance to breathe, is bearing the pressure of logistical supplies for nearly 400,000 troops. The coalition forces are in Baluta. The poor performance in the fortress attack resulted in tens of thousands of casualties in the fire, and most of the army's logistics were destroyed. Finally, the Ministry of Military Affairs of Congo and Africa had to hope that the border guards would take the initiative to alleviate the existing logistical pressure. After all, the current strength of the border guards had already surpassed that of the Falcon Emperor, which had a total strength of only 140,000 people.

"Creak" the carriage stopped at the bottom of the steps. Fabgares, the head of the border army, stopped beside the carriage. He stretched out his hand and opened the door respectfully like a subordinate. He gave a military salute to the people who came down: "Sir, you It is a great honor for me to have such a distinguished presence!”

"Really, I thought you had forgotten who pushed you to this important position!" An old man with a serious look and a thin body got off the carriage. He raised his head and stared at this sixty-year-old building in the rain with his cloudy eyes, his eyes a little complicated.

"How dare you! My subordinates know very well that without you, Fabgares would not have the status he has today!" Fabgares' two-meter-tall stout body trembled slightly and quickly responded.

"Don't you dare? So what are you doing?" Imperial Marshal Marcos, Minister of Military Affairs of Congo, looked solemn and snorted with a heavy nose. "The advantage of 80,000 people is in your hands, but you are hesitant. Just Just moving the front line ten miles forward is considered an explanation? "

"Our army has contained the Falcon Army on the opposite side! However, the other side has adopted defense. Without knowing the specific arrangement, my subordinates can only temporarily confront each other."

Fabgares was a little embarrassed and explained, "The confrontation between the 220,000 border guards and the 140,000 Falcon Emperor troops on the opposite side was indeed inappropriate! But his subordinates had seen the power of the Falcon Army's Thunder God in the Port of Valencia. It is very clear that the Falcons defense line on the opposite side also has numbers. The amount of firepower is not inferior to the powerful firepower of the Imperial Navy seen that day. It may be okay to take the initiative to attack, but I am afraid that I will step into the opponent's trap! "What the Empire needs is victory! The sword comes out!" There must be blood, not decoration!”

Marcos heard Fabgares' explanation. The voice was filled with annoyance. "Do you know that with every day of delay, the rear court must raise more military supplies for this large-scale battle. This is already the last hope for the empire to counterattack. For this reason, His Majesty the Emperor even used He spent all the food looted in the Putao area some time ago, and even lowered his profile to secretly sell royal treasures to the Barrow countries in Central Europe in exchange for food imports from various countries. ""This..." Fabgares wants What to say, I opened my mouth, but didn’t say anything.

Marcos walked up the steps in front of him and said, "In Besuca, the temporary capital, the price of food has increased tenfold. Even so, having money but no status may not necessarily be able to buy food. People are hungry every day." Damn it, it was civilians at first, and now there are even nobles. Are you prepared to wait until ministers starve to death before you take the initiative to attack the Falcon Army on the opposite side? "

"Sir, you don't know something. It's not that I don't want to take the initiative to attack. It's really..." Fabgares's face was gloomy and he hesitated to speak.

"What is it really?"

Marcos stopped, his eyes as hot as fire. He pushed Fabgares up with one hand. Fabgares had many shortcomings, but there was no problem with his loyalty, and he came from the background of the Southern Army.

Although Fabgares chose to evacuate during the Puntau raid, in terms of strategic purposes, he successfully completed the task assigned by the Ministry of Military Affairs to plunder supplies with all his strength. Compared with the first war of hunting, he paid more It took two legions to withdraw from the Putao area in embarrassment. Fabgares managed to escape from the counterattack of nearly 300,000 Falcons at the cost of only 20,000 people. It is already a miracle!

"A plague has appeared in the army and has infected thousands of people. If a large army is used to attack at this time, I am afraid that the plague will spread out of control." Fabgares stood at attention and decided to tell the truth.

"plague?"

Marcos was audibly startled, and his eyebrows suddenly furrowed. The plague in this era has a deterrent effect comparable to that of nuclear weapons. An uncontrollable plague can even cause a city to become a prison of death. No one dared to ignore this problem. After asking seriously After a few words, Marcos said with a stern face, "If it's still under control, just deal with it on the spot!"

"But sir, they are all real warriors of the empire, and they have all performed in the northern part of Putao! And they are still alive, they..." Fabgareth's face turned pale. Most of these infected people All the soldiers and officers of the 11th Infantry Regiment who followed him said "Enough!"

Marcos interrupted him loudly. She glanced at him with sharp eyes, seeming to notice something, and took a deep breath, "Are you dizzy? Why wasn't such a serious matter reported? Compared to the safety of the 220,000 troops, the measures taken were forced! I agree. If you report them as dead in battle, their families will be compensated!" Sir! "Fabregares's face turned pale and his steps paused. As an imperial man who came from the heyday, Marcos's words were like a punch to his heart. It hurt so much!" Let's deal with it like this. . I will personally take charge before the border guards attack! "

Marcos waved his hand vigorously and looked at the building. His eyes were full of memories and he said, "As the commander of the entire army, there will always be times when I have to give up. Didn't I see this building in front of me? This is the place where ambition and strength are shown in the Putao region. Just a few years ago, I personally arranged the conquest of the Putao region in this building. But now, everything has changed. The era of the powerful Gangfei is gone forever. Just like the old building floating in the rain in front of him, the bruised Gangfei Lion can no longer show any trace of its arrogant momentum. , more like a guard dog raised by the Barrow countries in Central Europe to fend off foreign enemies and wait for mercy! I know how you feel, but the empire can no longer afford to lose!"

At the same time as Marcos arrived at the base camp of the Congo-Africa border guards. An urgent report from the front line was also sent

The Falcon Army troops located on the northern front line of Ptau also awaited reinforcements from the southwest region. The Imperial Navy's transport fleet transported the troops of three main flag regiments from the southwest region into Ptau. The Falcon Army, which has received new reinforcements, has been suppressed by the intrusion of the Congolese and African border guards, and a large-scale concentration of troops has also begun.

"This is a precursor to an attack! Before the military emperor has determined the target, we should take the initiative to attack and disrupt the opponent's deployment!" Marcos put the information in his hand on the table with a solemn expression, "I have a feeling , the other party is waiting for us! "

Fabregas felt a little hesitant with the hunter's keen sense of smell, but with Marcos at the border, Fabregas's attitude no longer mattered. At the meeting, Marcos readjusted the planned battle plan. The plan included the nine southern infantry regiments, which had been renamed the Border Guards, as the attacking force.

"Utilize superior forces to launch a full-scale attack on the Falcon Army's defense line. The advantage of this is that it can effectively avoid the key areas where the Falcon Army has Thor's defense. The front line between the two armies is close to a hundred miles away. I don't believe in the Falcon Army." The army was able to control Thor for such a long time "Combat Line" Marcos closed the battle plan in his hand and looked at the generals, silent, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. The once-starry military community has withered and only these people are left. Fabray The 11th Infantry Regiment, Gas's direct unit, was asked to stay behind.

As for the reason, Marcos did not say, but the generals who participated in the meeting knew very well that the plague was spreading in the 11th Infantry Regiment, and it seemed that Fabregas was beginning to dissatisfy Marcos, who could be favored by luck. The chances are getting slimmer and slimmer, or soon, the person in charge of the border defense force will be replaced. For other generals, this is good news. Many of them have long been dissatisfied with Fabregas's rapid rise, and everyone is working hard. Waiting for a good performance to show Mr. Marcos

"Just do it like this!"

Marcos stood up, glanced at the generals whose faces finally flashed with some fighting spirit, and took a deep breath. There was one piece of news he did not say,

The 30,000-strong Central Army of the Falcon Empire in Muyaba in the south has begun to advance northward, inserting itself into the flanks of the Congolese Army's defense line with a swift and fierce attitude. This is like a sword, forcing the Congolese Empire to the point of no choice. If the coalition forces Unable to break through Baluta and then encircle the Falcon Army, this rapidly advancing Falcon Army will directly Threatening the flanks of the 220,000 border guards, once the last military group of the empire collapsed, there would be no hope for the Congo Empire. Marcos left the temporary Kyoto Besuca with a death wish. At this time, anything that stood in his way Everyone in front of him will be kicked away mercilessly, including Cesc Fabregas who was lifted up with one hand.

"Woooo... Wuwu... Wuwu..." At noon, the long bugle sound echoed on the front line plains. The fat man woke up from his nap and walked out wearing a coat.

"Your Majesty, the Congolese Army has launched a full-scale attack!" Central General Hu Keqili trotted all the way, with a solemn and excited expression on his face, "A true full-line attack!"

"A real full-line attack?" The fat man was slightly stunned and looked into the distance. The thick black smoke, which represents the discovery of the enemy, extends in a huge arc into the distance until it disappears at the end of the earth. "It seems that the entire combat zone is ignited! I don't know if the other party is crazy or can't see the form clearly." , to actually launch a full-scale advance from such a wide distance." The fat man shuddered, blinked, and ordered the 30,000 troops from Muya Fort in the south to advance north. Originally, he just wanted to stimulate Gang Feiren. Unexpectedly, he poked the opponent's hornet's nest and all came out at once!

"very good."

The fat man nodded. No one knows what he means by being very good.

But his expression was calm, but his hand that was being squeezed and cracking revealed the excitement in his heart. If the opponent gathered superior forces and opened a gap at a certain node, it might be difficult to deal with it, but if such a stupid line of sight was pressed, it would be difficult to deal with it. It seems that the superiority in military strength is used, but in fact there is no threat at all. Because their opponent is Falcon Jun, the Falcon Army's crossbows have an absolute advantage in a battle-line-scale force confrontation, and they do not have a certain number of lives to fill. No one can easily cross it,

Gang Fei's troops spread out in a straight line and moved forward in skirmish lines. As far as the eye can see, within the Falcon Army's field of vision. The men and horses formed a rough sea, lined up in rows, in the white raindrops. The messengers from both sides galloped between the military formations, and both sides were organizing their queues.

The area where the two armies confront each other is a depression that is high at both ends and low in the middle.

The fat man stood on a high place wearing black Demon King armor, watching the Gang Fei army on the opposite side crossing the depression between the two armies. The black army seemed to be one long slow but unshakable line after another, gradually overflowing the roads, fields, beaches, deserts, and greenery. lush fields and On the grassland, the metallic reflections of the Congolese troops, and the densely packed swords and guns, shimmered with dazzling light in the dust that was rising from the sky, just like two giant octopuses who were the first to come into contact before engaging in hand-to-hand combat. Those long tentacles,

"Advance, charge!" The Gangfei infantry began to accelerate. Opposite them, the 140,000 Falcon Army defense line with 50,000 Central Army as the backbone, presented a huge fan-shaped concave, looking at the distant Just like humans, the crossbowmen in the Imperial Regiment formed two teams and lined up high on the mountain. Following the command, the crossbows were opened. He slowly raised his head at a forty-five-degree angle toward the tense Gangfei infantry formation below.

"Giggle"

The longbow was tightened and slowly pulled to the maximum. The steel arrows with blood grooves were raised in unison, flashing with a faint white light belonging to cold metal. Bounce! jump! Jumping, the white cold light that covered the sky and the sun was like a swarm of locusts that suddenly burst out from the edge of the mountain top, drawing rapid and beautiful white lines in the control zone. Quickly leaping over a staggering 150 meters distance,

"Bah, bang, bang!" The queues of Gangfei infantrymen flew backwards as if they were hit by a collision. Strong arrow clusters shot through their chests. Some arrow clusters were so strong that they flew out together with them. Countless arrow clusters were thrown out without stopping. A flash of blood accompanied by the crisp sound of broken muscles and bones, and the screams of the deceased before death were horrifying to hear.

Several consecutive rounds of shooting made Gangfei's military formation feel as if a piece had been cut off.

In the distance, Marcos looked at this scene with cold eyes and no expression. In this battle where almost all of Gang Fei's counterattack forces were used, such a small loss could not enter his eyes.

"Counterattack, at least, the current strength advantage is still in the hands of the Gangfei Empire, and the initiative in the battle is still in the hands of Gangfei." Marcos touched the riding crop in his hand and whispered confidently. A conservative estimate is that there are 180,000 troops participating in the war. If we wait for backup, we should be able to reach 220,000 people.

His estimate is correct for those within the Congolese Army.

But he missed a very important factor: among the 220,000 Congolese troops, the actual number of regular troops was only 110,000 from the Southern Army. The other troops were temporarily mobilized local troops from various places. A product of the law, lack of training, uneven equipment, and low combat effectiveness.

The most important point is that these soldiers were mobilized by the empire for free

No money is given. If you die in battle, you will not be compensated by the regular army, but will be sent as cannon fodder. The morale of local army soldiers is already low. They join the local army only to maintain public order and earn a low salary to support their families. , but now he is ruthlessly pushed to the front line by the empire. On the contrary, The difference is too big. If it weren't for the suppression by the supervising team, a large area of ​​deserters would have appeared long ago. Such troops should be lined up in a line with superior strength, hoping to suppress the opponent's morale and equipment, which can leave them a few blocks behind. The elite troops of the Eagle Empire are destined to be a disaster!

It’s not that no one saw this, but in the face of the power of the Imperial Minister of Affairs and the dignified Imperial Marshal, none of the generals dared to say anything.

The 11th Infantry Regiment led by Fabregas was arranged to stay behind. He would be responsible for covering the rear route of the army and protecting the rear route of food, grass and baggage. Defend against attacks from the direction of the Falcon Army,

In other words, this battle has no chance with Cesc Fabregas

This is already excellent news for other generals. Who will touch the marshal's brow now?

In this way, due to various considerations within the Congolese Army, this absurd strategy that was divorced from reality was settled. (To be continued...)