Realm of Power

Main text 1971 The Dawn of Empire (XII)

"Lord Salon, please evacuate with us immediately! Lord Statunko told you to take him back no matter what!" A small group of black-armored cavalry appeared from the other end, and a cavalry general shouted loudly to this side. , the main force of this assault was Statunko’s Southern Army cavalry.

The situation of the fierce battle below has changed. When it was discovered that the opponent's mountain cavalry began to withdraw, the cavalry group also began to turn.

"Go back?" Salon's bloodshot eyes glanced at the dead and wounded subordinates in front of him. His body did not move at all. He smiled bitterly and said to the Southern Army general, "Thank you very much for your rescue. Please tell me." Master Statunko, I, Salon, have gone back without a face, so let me sleep here with thousands of my subordinates!”

"With all due respect, if your Excellency really wanted to die so much, then thousands of your subordinates would have died in vain!" The cavalry general seemed to know that this would be the reply, and said with a solemn expression.

"What do you mean?" Salon was stunned for a moment.

"Sir, although I am a flag commander, I am the same as other soldiers. Everyone is risking their lives, isn't it just to keep you alive? Because everyone believes in you and thinks that as long as you are still alive, sacrifice Only then will everyone have a chance to take revenge! If you die in this battle, the resentment and unwillingness of the soldiers will make you unable to sleep peacefully!"

"You!" Salon's face became more and more gloomy after hearing this, and he remained silent.

A guard cavalry looked at Salon with a struggling expression, hesitated and said, "Sir, the soldiers have the responsibilities of soldiers, and the generals have the responsibilities of generals. The soldiers fight under the command of the general. If the general dies in the battle, I will fight for this." Everything you need to protect is really gone. You should leave. I believe everyone thinks so."

"you!"

Salon's burly body trembled slightly. His face turned slightly pale, a wisp of water vapor rose from his one eye, and his vision was blurred by tears. Thousands of his subordinates fought to death because they believed that he could bring victory, but he could only choose to escape. For someone who was always known for his bravery, For the powerful general of the empire, such a decision was like killing him even more. No one noticed that this first-class general of the empire had tears rolling in his eyes, and Salon was holding the riding whip tightly in his hand. He gritted his teeth, raised the riding crop in his hand, and yelled with all his strength, "Let's go!"

Fifty miles outside Kyoto, Statunko, the southern governor of the empire, looked anxiously. He knew that something was going to happen when he learned that Salon only brought 5,000 people to rescue the Hassaste province. The province is not an area that the empire has completely controlled. Although this province has chosen to belong to the Falcon Empire in name, it is still essentially the land of the Gallic Empire and the people of the Gallic Empire. The change of course was completely forced by the force of the empire. In such an area, there is almost no need to fight, and the Eastern Allied Forces can easily take over. Salon still insisted on saving face and went to the rescue, making a major strategic mistake.

In front of the Eastern Allied Forces, the probability of Hashast Province surrendering without a fight is 100%. But Salon only brought 5,000 people there. He was simply seeking death. It was good to be able to evacuate in time. Once faced with the main force of the Eastern Allied Forces, which has suffered no losses, Salon will 80% fall into a deadly battle.

He dispatched the most powerful Second Cavalry Flag Regiment under his command and rushed towards the direction of Hasast province overnight for reinforcements. The others could only pray. After waiting outside Kyoto for a full night, he finally saw the horizon ahead. A long black line appeared. The black line was rapidly expanding, like a large black cloud flying. At three hundred meters, it was already clear that the black cloud was the imperial cavalry running at high speed.

"Sir, they are our cavalry!" cheers from the guards rang out all around. The joy on his face froze before it was fully revealed. The same was true for Stetunko. At this moment, his five fingers were tightly grasped. Together, the number of cavalry returned can only be attacked It was less than half the time, and everyone was in a state of panic. It can be imagined that they must have been bitten by the opponent's cavalry and then fell into a hard fight. After being entangled all the way, they finally reached the outskirts of Kyoto. If the troops sent to rescue were like this, Salon would basically It's all bad and bad!

"Asshole, is someone dead?"

Stetunko's lips turned slightly white from the cold. The Empire had been at war with Gaul for several years. This was definitely the biggest defeat since the war began. Not only did they lose eastern Gaul, but they also lost an Imperial regiment and a member of the Empire's heavyweights. Will! There is absolutely no way I can tell His Majesty!

The returning cavalry stopped about 20 meters in front of Statuenko. The commander of the Second Cavalry Flag of the Confederate Army, Isa, jumped off his horse. He trotted to Statunko, knelt down on one knee and shouted loudly. Report: "Sir, fortunately, we did not disgrace our lives. We fought to the death to rescue Lord Salon!"

"Really, we're rescued!" Statunko looked shocked when he heard this, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes swept through the group of cavalry behind Isa, but he didn't see Salon. He couldn't help but be stunned. "Where's that bastard?"

"Lord Salon left halfway!

Aisa raised his head and said with an awkward look on his face, "Lord Salon said, thanking you very much for your life-saving grace, but his legion is still holding on in the east, and he can't leave it alone. Lord Salon has promised to wait until these troops are sent." After gathering, we will withdraw to the Kyoto defense line! "

"So, that guy ran away again?"

Statunko's face looked a bit dumbfounded. According to his understanding of Salon, this bastard must have felt shameless to come back to see His Majesty. He said to Aisa, "Forget it, we have done everything we can do. Keep a close eye on Salon." Just follow the movement of the Long Army. Everyone is tired, go back and have a good rest! "

"Come here, report the situation here to Your Majesty immediately!"

Stetunko took out a secret letter from his collar. The previous report was sent to the southwest district where His Majesty was located three days ago. Judging from the time, it should have arrived at this time. Long's legions suffered serious battle losses, and his own legions were responsible for Gaul and Kyoto. Currently, without reinforcements, the empire could only Temporarily abandoning the vast eastern region, it is not unreasonable for the other side to choose to attack in June. After June will be the harvest season of July. The Eastern Allied Forces only need to obtain massive food and material supplies from the eastern region before they can gain a foothold in the eastern region. , the Eastern Allied Forces of 60,000 people may become 100,000 or 200,000 people!

In a large house in the southwest district of the Empire, raindrops like beads of rain fell on the half-covered windowsill. It turned into crystal clear water droplets and splashed everywhere. The white raindrops outside fell from the dark sky. On the wide flat of the hall along the road, groups of soldiers covered with brown waterproof felt were walking back and forth on the flat. Patrolling, the sound of their neat footsteps sounded like A low muffled thunder rolled in the rainy twilight. The iron railings on the green gate had already been washed away by the rain. The guards responsible for standing guard were wearing waterproof felt cloaks. Their standing figures had been reduced to one by one in the blur of rain. Fixed little black dots,

Li Yuehua, the head of the Southwest District Intelligence Department, held an emergency report he had just received in his hand and hurriedly opened the door of the room in front of him and was in the room. A young man was reviewing a map spread out in front of him, which was a map of the northern part of Congo. According to the agreement, the Istani people had begun to give up the occupied areas in an orderly manner.

The number reached 300,000. Like mercury leaking from the ground, the Falcon Emperors entered the areas previously occupied by the Istani from the Southwest District and took over all areas. This was a very patient process, and the young man had to personally take charge of the Southwest District.

Both sides maintained cooperation and a cautious attitude. With the same strength of 300,000 troops, the consequences of negligence are unimaginable. A sudden attack by any party will be a huge killing. Some countries that covet the northern region of Gaofei are under such pressure. They were also frightened to the point that not only did they make the slightest move, but the huge force of 600,000 men from the two empires was a military force that could sweep across the entire Central European Barrow. No country dares to touch this piece of fat that will bring destruction in such a situation.

Looking at the two empires, they are like two robbers carving up the land of the Congo Empire. The Barrow countries in Central Europe have different attitudes. For example, the Kingdom of Rila, which suffered heavy losses in the coalition war, called on the Barrow countries in Central Europe to jointly boycott the two empires, while the smaller and weaker countries prefer to get the two empires. Imperial protection. Many countries have aroused strong interest in the weapons of the Northern Behemoth Falcon Emperor, which showed great combat power in the battle of the coalition. However, when the countries did not know from what channels, they learned about the weapons of the two empires. According to the content of the agreement, when the Istan Empire actually obtained 200 Thunder Gods from the Falcon Empire, the Barrow countries in Central Europe sent people to the southwest region to request the purchase of the Falcon Empire’s Thunder Gods.

"What a rare visitor. Just because I signed a new agreement with the Song family, I thought you wouldn't come to my door for at least a month!" When he noticed Li Yuehua standing at the door, the young man raised his head in surprise. sharp as lightning

"Who you signed the agreement with has nothing to do with me! I am no longer from China and Belgium!" Li Yuehua's fair face turned slightly red, and she said insincerely. In fact, she still had strong opinions, even though she had left China and Belgium. Ya, I also know that I will never have the chance to go back in this life, but the fetters of the family are still there. It is something that flows in the blood.

"Really? I heard that someone chased the Tang clan and almost went to Puntao, but now he says it has nothing to do with him. Don't you feel blushing?"

The young man curled his lips slightly and said, "Among the four powerful families in Zhongbia, the Li family is the leader and the Song family is the last. Because of their barbarian background in the south, the Song people have always been regarded as aliens. Now the empire will decide on China." The iron ore concentrate trade in the Biya situation was handed over to the Song people. To a certain extent, it was shaking the foundation of the Biya Empire in China.

Moreover, the head of the Song family is recognized as the number one expert in Central and Bia, with great talent and extraordinary courage. He controls the power of southern Central and Bia with the power of his family, and is already a kingdom-like existence. The rise of the Song tribe is an irresistible reality. Zhongbia, who has been like a broken ship for 300 years, may not be able to survive. With Dongting in the north moving southward, and the barbarian Song tribe rising in the south, how long can Zhongbia, who is surrounded by enemies from both sides, be able to sustain it? ? As the largest wealthy family below the royal family in China, the Li family must bear the brunt of its impact. Are you really not worried? "

"You knew it would be like this, why did you make that decision!"

Li Yuehua's delicate body trembled slightly. She didn't expect that the young man was so aware of the situation in China and Biya thousands of miles away. At the same time, she was even more angry. Why. Just because of your casual move, the Zhongbia Empire will fall into a storm of internal and external troubles, and the person who caused this is actually the young man in front of him. This is what makes Li Yuehua most worried.

"National interests are not about personal relationships! The Empire needs a partner in Central Asia, and the Song clan is much more suitable than the Li clan! And do you really think it is more appropriate for me to give the iron ore to the Li clan? I am afraid that the iron ore has not arrived yet, and the Li clan has been uprooted by the Central Asian emperor on charges of illegality just because the news leaked!" The young man sighed and said clearly, "If you are worried about your family, you can send someone to Central Asia to tell the Li clan that as long as they are willing, the door of the Falcon Empire is open to them! This is a personal relationship! As long as they are willing to come, the manor and land are ready! Of course, if they can bring something useful, the Empire can give a high price compensation. "Compensation!"

"Compensation? I knew that you were not interested in the Li clan, but in what my Li clan had mastered."

Li Yuehua snorted in dissatisfaction. She knew too well the nature of this young man who would not do anything without profit. Since he was so clear about the situation in Central Asia, he naturally knew that the Li clan, the leader of the four clans, was in charge of the finance and craftsmanship of the Central Asia Empire. In other words, the Li clan could easily use their authority to create a copy of the science and technology of the entire Central Asia Empire. Although Li Yuehua did not understand these, she had been in Obaro for more than a year and could deeply feel that the culture and technology of the Central Asia Empire was at least two hundred years ahead of Obaro. As a major agricultural country, Central Asia, The technology in farming is even more advanced.

"That's from Central Asia, not the Li clan. In fact, if I want, I just need to send someone to buy it from the Dongting people!" The young man smiled slightly, and said indifferently, "For the grassland people who never farm, they believe in scimitars and war horses, trampling and conquering. The things you value are not as useful as a cow for the grassland people."

Li Yuehua stared at the young man with a cold moon-like gaze, her round shoulders trembling slightly, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Although you are my lord, I hope you remember that the grassland people are the mortal enemies of the Central Asians. The conquest you mentioned is just a Countless corpses and blood, the screams of women and children"

The young man's face darkened slightly, he stood up and walked around Li Yuehua"Is this the tone you use to talk to your king? Don't forget, the one standing in front of you is a Khan of the grassland! In this world, the weak are the prey of the strong, and the weak are bullied. Your roar should not be directed to me, but to your Central Asian emperor!"

"You! Bastard!" Li Yuehua threw the report in her hand on the table in anger, turned around and walked out of the room angrily

"This... Isn't it a bit too much!" The young man was a little confused, and said to himself "Forget it, the Dongting cavalry will be here soon, it's better to get a shot of vaccination first!" (To be continued...)

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