Realm of Power

The Hungarian general Yaosun led five thousand Hungarian cavalry out of the main camp where the canyon was located. As soon as he drove out of the mouth of the canyon, he immediately accelerated his horse and galloped. At this time, his face had long lost the calmness he had just moments ago. , with a solemn face that wanted to drip water, the horse whip in his hand no longer cares about the black clouds worth ten thousand dollars, and he fiercely pulled out several bloody whip marks on the buttocks of the war horse. The battle cry for reinforcements from the front has already begun. More and more urgent. Two short and two long trumpets sounded, which meant that he was fighting with the enemy and was at a disadvantage. He was eager to seek reinforcements from the main force. The sound of the trumpet made his heart tighten.

He had regretted it since he arrived at the camp. In his eagerness to rush back, he made a fatal mistake and underestimated the combat capabilities of those black cavalry. There were only a few hundred black cavalry, but they still dared to encounter a sudden outbreak. During the battle, when faced with more than three times the number of enemies, they took the initiative to attack. They were all obviously tough field elites. Although the opponent also showed long-range attack power, the possibility of melee cavalry was mostly high. Everyone knows that the Falcon Empire cavalry is capable of fighting both near and far. It can be fought, but I just ignored it in my heart.

The Kingdom of Hungary was famous for its cavalry in Obarro. On the battlefield, the highly mobile horse archers never looked directly at the melee cavalry. The Hungarians pursued cavalry field warfare, and mobility came first. No matter how sharp the melee cavalry was, they were always the most powerful. You can only follow the horse archers to eat arrows, and there is no country like Barrow in Central Europe. Having a group capable of confronting the Hungarian cavalry, after decades of doing so, he naturally formed such an arrogant idea. Yaosen believed that the ones he had left to guard the Falcon Empire cavalry were also elite. If the other party chose to withdraw, , these five hundred horse archers are enough to bite them firmly from behind, but if the opponent turns back to fight. . . . . . . This thought made Yaosun break out in a cold sweat. The combat power of the cavalry alone could not support him, and a urgent call for help came from the front like a stretched wire. You can imagine the crisis of the situation at this moment.

Being able to force the five hundred elite horse archers left behind in such a short period of time is enough to prove that the opponent is a melee cavalry, and it is also an extremely fierce melee cavalry. Once these Falcon Empire cavalry are allowed to break free, in the vast darkness, there will be Trying to catch it again is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack

There is another reason why Yao Sen is so eager. The squadron leader left behind to lead the team is Yao Sen's eldest son, Yao Del, the young leader of the Yao clan. He is one of the few young people who, as heirs of the large Hungarian clan, completed their coming-of-age ceremony in the land of their ancestors in the north. He has high hopes from Yao Sen and is called the steppe wolf of the Yao family in Hungary. The steppe wolf is a special person in Hungary. This is a title for a majestic young man, and the prerequisite for receiving this title is that he must complete the coming-of-age ceremony in the distant northern land of his ancestors. Although the Hungarian nobles still maintain the barbaric custom of completing the coming-of-age ceremony on the northern grasslands, but for hundreds of years The influence of the extravagant style of the Barro aristocracy in Central Europe is equally obvious. The distance from the Hungarian Kingdom to the northern grasslands of Central and Eastern Asia is two thousand miles, and there are many risks on the way. This change is also the trend of the times. After all, the Hungarian Kingdom is no longer a struggling tribe in the bitter cold land on the grasslands. As the memory of the grasslands of the older generation fades away, the new generation of Hungarian nobles only have a vague concept of the ancestral grasslands in the north.

Who is willing to go to dangerous places just for a symbol? There are far fewer young people going to the ancestral land in the north to go through the arduous and decadent road, and there is another reason why this tradition is quickly weakening. In the past ten years, due to the war between Gangfei and the Gauls, the road to the north was not smooth, and the northern grasslands were also experiencing chaotic civil wars. After losing hundreds of outstanding nobles due to an attack,

In the past ten years or so, some distinguished heirs of large families have rarely appeared in the queue to go to the ancestral land in the north. Some families have simply replaced them with vassal children. There is nothing enough to care about in their homeland. They are now I have accepted the reality that I am a Central European Barrow person.

Just for this vague concept, just for a so-called tradition, it is not worth the risk for each of the distinguished Hungarian descendants to travel two thousand miles, but Yaosun is a very traditional person, and he insists that his son abide by the tradition." How can a young eagle soar into the sky without having seen the grassland? Above! How do you know the origin of the name Hungya if you have never seen a wolf on the grassland? "Yaodel, who has been to the land of his ancestors, is the pride of Yaosun, and at this moment, he thinks that his son is fighting with the ferocious beast in front of him! The enemy is fighting, and he may even face the dilemma of a deadly battle. How can he not make Yao Sen anxious?

He is an excellent general, but at this moment, he is more of a father, so he did not realize at all that after being taken out of the main camp of the brigade, it was almost an empty camp at the moment. The sound coming from the direction of the main camp The sound of the horn just made him frown slightly.

"Sir Orison, there is a horn sound coming from the main camp where Your Majesty is! The situation has changed, we must lead the team back immediately." A Hungarian general from the main camp, with a nervous expression, rode his horse over and said loudly

"Your mission is to eliminate the main forward scouts of the Falcon Empire. As for the main camp, His Majesty still has 700 elites and more than 4,000 servants there, which is enough to deal with everything in a short time!" Orison looked hesitant. After a while, he looked at him and said, "This is not far from the battle horn ahead. It can be reached in twenty minutes at most. We are already here, how can we give up?"

"But if it's the main camp..." The Hungarian general showed a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Everyone, don't stop, move forward with all your strength. If His Majesty pursues the case, I will take care of everything!" Orison waved his hands vigorously with a displeased expression, urging the entire army to move forward. The horses' hooves rumbled, and he had given the king a guarantee. Seeing that he was able to concentrate all his efforts in a battle so close, and the life and death of his son Oridel was uncertain, he still didn't know how to hold on and wait for reinforcements to arrive in the chaos of the battle. Is it right to withdraw just because of a small incident in the camp? wise, from Inwardly, he didn't think there would be any problems with the main camp. There were 700 of the toughest Hungarian warriors who dared to fight, and thousands of servants to assist. There was a dangerous valley in front of him that he had to defend unless he encountered 5,000 people. It is impossible for the above-mentioned force to attack the camp in a short time. And here, even if all the Falcon Empire cavalry are gathered together, there will be at most a thousand people, and the main force is still in front. What do you think? , nothing will happen to the main business!

"Advance!" The Hungarian cavalry received the order after a slight pause in the commotion. Speeding forward again,

A few miles ahead, the Imperial Guards Cavalry led by Gabriel were fighting with the Hungarian Horse Archers. The Hungarian Horse Archers were at a numerical disadvantage and were caught off guard. They had already collapsed. Hundreds of Guardsmen were The cavalry chased after the Hungarian cavalry, frantically slashing with sabers and spears, and shooting with crossbows in their hands. Although the mountains and fields were vast. Fortunately, the white flag behind the Hungarian cavalry is really eye-catching in the dark night.

"Seize the commanding heights!" Gabriel shouted, leading a dozen imperial cavalry to charge forward and seize a commanding heights. Looking at the white flags on the ground below, he jumped down from his horse without hesitation, raised his crossbow and fired from a bow. The wind penetrated into the back of the Hungarian cavalry, greatly improving the accuracy of the rifle fire. A dozen imperial guards held crossbows with both hands flat. Shooting fiercely at the Hungarian queue, many Hungarian horse archers fell off their horses and the queue was in chaos.

"Asshole, control the high ground!"

A young Hungarian officer commanded in the center. Seeing this scene, they also shouted loudly, spurring their horses to run up a nearby mound, looking down from a high position. With a few subordinates, they kept shooting arrows to block the oncoming imperial cavalry. It was dark, but they got here. I can barely see the scenery more than 20 steps away in front of me. The Hungarian officer on the top of the hill was Oridel. He found that the flag immediately was the biggest target, so he had already pulled out the flag and threw it away. This made the imperial cavalry barely notice him. In the melee at night, he had always been This is something that should be avoided as much as possible when leading troops in combat in this era. It is not something that is forced, and no matter what kind of commander-in-chief he is, he should be grateful but not sensitive.

At night, although it is not completely impossible to control the entire army, at least the dispatch is not efficient. A collapse in one corner, a failure in one place, may make it too late to make amends, leading to the collapse of the entire army.

It was also difficult for the soldiers to form formations, or even to protect themselves from the flying arrows and weapons. Only when they collided together could they clearly distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, and then the most brutal fight would begin. Tonight, a sudden change caused the two Qingqi, who were circling outside and circling each other, to encounter each other, who had never met each other before. They had to start the most brutal fight in tonight's battle in this unfavorable terrain at night!

The formation of the Hungarian cavalry had long since dispersed. Apart from some who retreated up the hills to fight tooth and nail, others fled into the nearby river in a panic. Regardless of the severe cold in winter and the white ice floating on the river, they tried their best to cross the river. He jumped into the river with his hooves and fled to the other side of the river, slowly moving forward in the river water full of the horse's belly,

Some were shot by the crossbows of the Falcon Empire cavalry, and their bodies were still lying on their horses as they crossed over.

Naturally, the Falcon Empire cavalry would not give up their escape easily, and drove their horses to jump into the river one after another. They were all extremely experienced in battles. They lowered their bodies one by one, and slowly but resolutely headed to the other end of the river, and swam ashore. Hungarian dental arch The cavalry could no longer form a formation to fight. They had been beaten so frightened that they just wanted to escape immediately. However, the cold prevented the horses from running at full speed for a while. After a slight hesitation, they were immediately confused by the Imperial Guards cavalry that followed them. Hack and slash. For a moment, the sound of sharp blades piercing flesh was heard here and there, as well as the dying screams of the Hungarians!

On the hills, the number of Hungarians has been reduced sharply to less than a hundred cavalry due to several attacks by the imperial cavalry. The imperial guards cavalry below took turns charging up to the top of the hills. If the front seems to be weak, the people behind will support it. The top of this hill is actually not big, but it is enough for about two hundred people to have a melee on it. There are dozens of people in one team on both sides, and dozens of people in the other team are constantly filling up. They gritted their teeth and fought face to face. In the blink of an eye, the top of the hills was covered with blood. The soil could not absorb it, and it flowed downwards along the ravines on the hills!

The imperial guards cavalry became more and more courageous as they fought. The Hungarians were beaten back steadily and lost most of the hills. The Hungarians were already desperate.

They are horse archers. In terms of shooting skills on horseback, they are superior to the Imperial Guards Cavalry. But in terms of fighting in battle, one Guards Cavalry can fight three Archers. The corpses of the Cavalry are stacked in layers on the top of the hills. The encounter between the two sides lasted only an hour. It was all carried out at the darkest time. The Hungarian cavalry's five hundred horse archers were almost completely wiped out, and the Imperial Guards cavalry also lost a hundred people in the battle! The Guards Cavalry was preparing for the final attack. Unknowingly, a huge roar came from the distance. Looking around in the dim light of the night, I saw a long black line coming towards this direction like crazy.

It was Orison's main force of five thousand Hungarian cavalry who arrived,

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Gabriel shouted repeatedly with an ugly face. He fought from the beginning to the end. Now while riding the horse, the back is still straight. His black mount. Now it's almost all dyed red. No one knows how many Hungarians he killed in the deadly battle just now. The main force of Orison's cavalry came with ferocity, and the ground trampled by the horse's hoofs was like an earthquake.

No matter how stupid the imperial guards cavalry were, they knew that the number of people coming was not ordinary. They reined in their horses and ran away. They were all elite scouts. What they were best at was running away. When they ran away, they didn't run together together, but like a tree falling down. They dispersed like hozens. Hundreds of cavalry were running all over the mountains and plains, and the ferocious god-like fierceness could still be seen there. The dozen or so remaining Hungarian cavalry on the top of the hill who had been prepared to die were dumbfounded. These were the murderous gods just now. His true appearance, this runaway is not ordinary!

"Are you just going to watch them slip away like this?" Oridel was also among the dozen Hungarian cavalry. He was considered lucky. He had three broken ribs and a knife in his arm. Fortunately, it was just a scratch, and he was dragged here desperately by several subordinates. Although he could not die, he was still in so much pain that he almost fainted. Just like this, he was still yelling angrily, gritting his teeth and holding on to the reins of the war horse, trying to get on the war horse, and glanced at these subordinates who were remaining after the war with piercing eyes. His eyes were like lightning. "What are you still hesitating about? We are chasing after you. Our reinforcements are coming! Kill them all. Avenge our brothers."

There are officers who are so brave. What else can be said about these Hungarian cavalry. They are all covered in blood. They are trying hard to move their horses forward to pursue. However, looking at the backs of the mountains and plains in front of them, they don’t know which one to chase. There are more than a dozen people. They all looked at Oridle. In fact, at this moment, they. All he could see was a war horse that had lost its owner and was wandering next to the owner's body with its head lowered. The remaining ones had lost the courage to fight desperately against each other again. Oridel didn't know who to chase. At this moment, Oridel didn't know who to chase. The main force of 5,000 people led by Leeson has arrived on the battlefield.

With just a glance, Orison, the mighty general of the Hungarian Kingdom, took a deep breath of cold air.

He left 500 people, but in just one hour, he was able to fight down to only a dozen people. This shows how brutal the battle was. The entire hill was filled with human and horse corpses, layer upon layer almost blocking the road. , the soil under the hills is red, and there are many corpses floating on the river on the side, with white feathers covered with arrow clusters on their bodies, undulating on the river, until they hit the ice floe, they are considered fixed.

"asshole!"

Orison looked at the remaining dozen or so people with bloodshot eyes, and finally saw his son. He breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand, "Pursuit with the whole army, be sure to kill them all!" The overwhelming light archers came from The people roared down from the hills, chasing in the direction in which the imperial guards were fleeing, pursuing them with all their might! Be sure to kill all these imperial cavalry

At this moment, a horn sound sounded again in the direction of the camp in the distance. This time, the horn sound was no longer a rapid war cry, but bursts of heavy and sad bass, as if slowly spiraling upward, with a low tone and a hint of intimidation. The desolation of the human soul,

When the sound of the horn was heard, Orison's face was stunned for a moment. The other Hungarians also reined in their horses. Everyone pricked up their ears, with disbelief on their faces. The horn sounded again, this time even more... It was so clear that everyone paused in their hearts. This was the name of the king’s death!

Orison held the horse's rein tightly with his hands, and his upright body shivered on the horse. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the main camp in the distance, his lips trembling slightly. "What's going on! How could it be Wang Shizhi?" Number!"

"Something happened in the main camp!" Many Hungarian cavalry shouted shrilly, turning their horses and running towards the direction of the main camp. These were mainly cavalry directly under the King of Hungary. If the King died, they would be buried, and The Hungarian cavalry jumped down from their horses, holding cavalry spears in one hand and pointing towards Kneeling down on one knee in the direction of the camp, the Hungarian general who had proposed returning halfway almost fell off his horse. He just looked at Orison with a fierce look and said angrily, "Orison, If something happens to your Majesty, you will be the sinner of the entire kingdom!"

"Go back, return the entire army!"

Orison waved his riding whip and shouted. He couldn't care about the pursuit at this moment. The most important thing was to go back immediately. The king was still in the main camp. Now the sound of Wang Xi's call came from the direction of the main camp. How could he not make his heart palpitate? And the king The possibility of blowing the trumpet of martyrdom by mistake is almost zero.

The Hungarians all know this. Because it does not have an ordinary meaning, it has not been circulated to ordinary soldiers and trumpeters. The only ones who can blow the trumpet of the king's death are the trumpeters among the royal attendants. This is what makes Orison's heart palpitate.

It is impossible to blow the trumpet of the king's death by mistake. Since it is blown, it means that the king is in trouble! But how could His Majesty be in trouble? There are thousands of servants in the camp, as well as hundreds of loyal warriors who dare to fight. Such a result is incredible even to Orison himself! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!