Realm of Power

With Mao Mo Naqing's gentle words still in his ears, the fat man resolutely handed the letter of decisive reply in his hand to the female knight Berlant Bonnie who had been waiting all day and night. Berlant Bonnie's stunned expression was It's as incredible as seeing a cat that doesn't eat fish. What's going on? The Ruila people had already indicated that they would open the door, but the fat man, who was always greedy, actually chose to refuse. . . This is as scary as a robber who suddenly appears in front of his prey like a gentle gentleman!

What's more, a fat guy is never a gentleman, a fat guy is a devil, a devil who eats people without spitting out their bones! Bertrand Bonnie knows this very well,

"Aren't you afraid that Ruila will really be destroyed by the Huns?"

Bertrand Bonnie suppressed the surprise in her heart, with a smile on her face. She weighed the weight of the reply with her hands. Her flirtatious eyes made people's hearts flutter. Curiosity killed the cat. She dared to challenge the entire imperial palace single-handedly. The female knight is no different from other women in this regard. If she doesn't understand it, she won't go back!

The fat man looked helpless and funny, and could only explain: "Don't worry, Ruila will not be destroyed by the Huns for the time being! Because the Huns are also weighing it. Whoever destroys Ruila first between the east and west armies will be the last." Face the situation of direct decisive battle with the empire first , Don’t look at the Hungarian Prime Minister Wu Ya who shouts revenge louder than anyone else. In fact, it can be seen from the fact that he has hundreds of thousands of troops, but suffered a "hard battle" in the Uduya Mountains. He is fighting. You will never get ahead of the Eastern Army in Rila!"

"You mean, the Western Army doesn't actually want to enter Rila?"

Bertrand Bonnie's pretty face changed when she heard this. She really didn't notice the meaning of the Spanish army's move, but when she was a little bit fatter, she immediately understood the hardships that the Hungarian Spanish army put on Uduya. There is indeed something fishy about the fierce battle!

Ruila's main force has withdrawn from the Wuduya Mountains, and the remaining Wuduya people's combat strength is at best average in Central European Barrow.

Although the mountains are complicated. But it had little impact on the Hungarian cavalry, not to mention that the cavalry was the nemesis of the Uduya mountain infantry.

The main force of the Western Army, which the Prime Minister of Hungary claims to be 300,000, will never be held back by Uduya's remnant army of only 30,000 people. It is even possible to separate part of the force and directly bypass Uduya and enter Rila. , but the Hungarian Spanish Army did not do that, and even forgot this, and put on a posture of not giving up until Wuduya was killed, and they were entangled in the front line of Wuduya Mountains.

This is not a typical avoidance of battle!

"No wonder! The people of Ruila have been beaten into pieces by the Hungarians, but the damn fat man still has time to spend time with his wife here!"

The female knight turned pale and murmured to herself. She clenched her ten fingers tightly together. It was so irritating. Now she finally understood that it would be no good to be the first to enter Ruila to fight against the Hungarian Army! Because whoever enters Ruila first will force the emperor to fight with Qingli!

What's more, the Hungarian Western Army is not the elite of the Hungarian army, and the soldiers of all ethnic groups do not even have unified orders. Although he claims to have an army of 300,000, Wuya is not the King of Hungary after all. The Hungarian clan is willing to obey his orders because there are benefits, and they are really on the battlefield where they need to go all out. I'm afraid there aren't many people who are really willing to work hard for Wuya.

What's more, the empire is at the front line of the border. Instead of being blank and powerless, it is so determined that anyone can feel the sharpness of the sword hanging high. Nearly 200,000 imperial elites did not evacuate after the battle in northern Congo. Instead, they were divided into three parts and stationed, eyeing the entire Central European Barro War situation. There was plenty of time to wait, and the long sword cut off Zhongou Barrow's momentum.

On the southern front, the Varisian Corps relies on the flanks formed by two hundred Thors, and can be thrown into the battlefield as a heavy troop group at any time. The center line is the main force composed of 50,000 elite cavalry and 60,000 heavy infantry of the Imperial Guards and the Southwest Army. , facing the Hungarian cavalry archers tactics without any pressure,

The only weak point is the northern front, which is our own Congolese Northern Army.

The lesson of the disastrous defeat of more than 100,000 coalition forces has made the entire Central European Barrow realize that this is a bait, showing weakness and tempting them to fight. Anyone who can't help but want to take a bite will have his teeth broken.

As long as the Spanish Hungarian army is not a bunch of idiots, they can predict that once they launch an attack on the northern army of Congo, they will inevitably be killed by the imperial main force, and a river of blood will flow out!

"You should have figured it out! It's not that we don't want to save, it's that we don't want to save at all!" The fat man looked at the female knight who seemed to be enlightened. He picked up a glass of wine on the table and took a sip. He replied like this Ruila people, otherwise, these Ruila people really think that the empire is waiting for them to compromise! Let them worry themselves. The bait of the Hungarian remnant army has not yet fully exerted its effect. We use this to mobilize the two Hungarian armies. Isn’t it possible that the Hungarian Western Army is planning to use this remnant army to fish out The Eastern Army's Baidula Su and King Ruila have been killed in a hurry, so they have long since lost sight of this! "

The fat man sighed and looked out the window deeply. In his eyes, there was no life-and-death battle for Ruila hundreds of miles away! Not to mention the Hungarian and Spanish troops,

In such a situation, with such people's hearts, because of too many ties, the Western Army has long lost its spirit. It is still continuing because the benefits have not been fully squeezed out. From the command level, if Wuya wants to become the King of Hungary, it is You must choose to avoid facing the empire head-on before acquiring enough capital. This is the reason Wuya cannot say.

At the general level, the backbone of the Western Army is the Hungarian clan. Faced with the excellent opportunity to swallow up the entire central region and make a fortune, we must drive them to put aside the benefits and risk everything to fight to the death with the main force of the empire, and then sit back and watch the military minister. The Baidulasu faction finally reaped all the benefits,

If Wuya really gave such an order, the big Hungarian clans would be the first to rebel against him. This is the self-interest of the Western Army, so don't look at the Western Army's desire to kill a bloody road thousands of miles away. Rush to help, fight to the death to shake the empire, The slogan of revenge for the late king was shouted loudly. In fact, the nobles at the higher level knew in their hearts that no matter whether the remaining Hungarian army captured the royal capital of Rila, the Hungarian Western Army would not enter Rila at all. Then The remnant Hungarian army has entered a place of death! It seems that the Western Army or the Empire will fight soon. In fact, there is no opponent in their eyes. There is only one common goal, and that is how long will the Hungarian Army Prime Minister Baidurasu, an old fox, sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers? ?

I just felt sorry for King Rila, who was always known for his perseverance and endurance. Although he might have seen some suspicions, he absolutely did not dare to think so. Moreover, the bloody killings caused by the remnant Hungarian army in the north also doomed him. I have to become a pawn in the game between the two parties! There is also the Hungarian wolf general Yaosun. Under those circumstances, he was able to flourish and stir up the general trend of the entire Central European Barrow. It was a pity to be sacrificed like this. However, as the first person responsible for the battle of the king's death, he could be martyred in this way, which is considered a worthy death! This is the Hungarian Spanish army’s idea,

At this time, on the land north of Rila, there were two armies fighting to the death.

The crumbling royal capital of Rilla. Cries of killing echoed in the night. The stones thrown by the simple catapults hit the solid walls of the royal capital and spattered in all directions. The Hungarian horse archers kept moving back and forth in the night. Groups of driving slaves filled it up, and the dead and injured slaves lay all over the city. Due to the continuous firing of the ten Thors, five of them had exploded chambers, and half of them had fallen apart, and no one was there to clean them up. Just desperately shooting at the remaining thunder gods, huge roars burst out along with dazzling firelight. The explosion instantly lit up the retinas of the soldiers of both armies. In the night, although there was fire illumination, weapons like stone cannons were no longer accurate at all. When it was thrown out, I don't know whether it hit more of the Ruila defenders on the city wall or the slaves who were clinging to the city wall like ants.

In the afternoon, the first gate of the Kingdom of Rila, known as the Iron Capital, was blown open by the God of Thunder. There were still raging fires burning all around at night, and the Hungarian army below kept firing rockets, burning on the top of the city. Used as battlefield lighting. The two watchtowers on the city wall have been burned into huge torches, making crackling sounds and illuminating everything around them. Under the firelight, the Hungarian auxiliary army wearing armor rushed towards the next sentry tower with red eyes. The black Hungarian flag fluttered and rolled under the surrounding flames, almost planted on the pile of corpses.

The Hungarian remnants of the tens of thousands of servants attacking the city were already on the third day of their attack on the royal capital of Rila. Many servants swarmed forward, filling up the trenches outside the royal capital, and attacking the city wall again and again. , the arrows of the Hungarian archers intertwined densely in the night, as if they were endless. Every gap opened in the city wall was filled with arrows. Countless people fought to the death there. Three-quarters of the tens of thousands of servants had been filled in at this moment, and most of the rest were wounded soldiers. The Hungarian auxiliary army formally attacked the city, using their heavy troops to push away the pile of corpses blocking the way forward. Stepping hard into the accumulated blood below, there were so many piles that it seemed as if these large and small battlements were about to be blocked!

The defenders of King Ruila also knew that taking a step back would lead to collapse. Letting the Huns rush into the royal capital would be a catastrophe. Try your best to resist.

The first 5,000 regular troops were dispersed long ago, and the soldiers who came up later were all soldiers temporarily recruited from the refugees. These refugees had the hatred of being driven out of their homes by the Hungarians and massacred their relatives. There were large and small killings everywhere. Regiment, one of the two sides is desperately trying to break into the camp, and the other is desperately trying to block the advance. Fighting at night has always been the most brutal fight to the death. It is completely uncontrollable and is nothing more than fighting for human life. The number of casualties among soldiers on both sides soared rapidly. No one knew how many people fell in the desperate melee at night! As the Hungarian regular auxiliary army began to rush into the city, occasionally a few Hungarian heavy-armored soldiers were mixed in. The improvised Rila Army seemed to be crumbling at any time, but it always gritted its teeth and held on. No one knows whether they can survive tonight

"Everyone, hold on, the main force of the kingdom has arrived at the Acropolis of Ampalu!"

A Rila general wearing heavy armor pulled out a sharp sword from the chest of a Hungarian soldier and wiped the blood on his face. He stood under a fluttering Rila flag, with less than ten guards around him. One by one, Ruila was snatched away covered in blood, and many soldiers took their last breath in front of him. One of them was his second son, but at this moment, the middle-aged general just closed his son's eyes with his hands. The tall and thin figure stood upright, the cloak behind him was moving in the night firelight, and he just pursed his lips, tightly. Staring at the enemies as numerous as ants in front of you! He is General Nilagu who is responsible for guarding the royal capital of Rila. The five thousand defenders of the royal capital can withstand the tens of thousands of servants attacking the city. If it were not for the temporary recruitment of seven or eight thousand new soldiers into the battlefield, the city wall would have been broken.

"Sir!" A Rila officer wearing iron armor and covered in blood stumbled into the light of the fire. He was one of Niragu's most trusted infantry commanders. With one arm hanging and his helmet off, he ran straight to the flag with his hair disheveled, fell to his knees and cried loudly, "Our army has tried its best to keep silent. One thousand, seven hundred people have been killed in the battle, and the remaining There are less than a hundred people, let them step back and take a breath! Just rest for a while, and they can continue to fight!" Nielagu didn't answer. The infantry leader who was kneeling at his feet took a few steps toward Nilagugu's knees and screamed louder, "Sir, we have done our best. With all my strength, please let my people take a breath!"

"catch my breath?"

Niragu's eyes fell on the trembling shoulders of the infantry commander, surrounded by the sounds of fighting and collisions. The screams, combined with the cold night wind, cut into turbulent currents, raising the cloak high behind his back.

I saw a sudden flash of cold light. More than a dozen guards gasped in unison.

Even the brutal fighting all around could not cover up the murderous intent raised by this sword! There was a soft sound of brushing, and the head of the infantry commander flew into the sky, while the headless cavity was still standing there. After a while, blood rain was seen rising from the cavity.

Niragul stood there without dodge, letting the rain of blood splash on his black cloak. The headless corpse shook twice. Falling to the ground with a crash.

"Today is a fight to the death. The Hungarian regular army is risking their lives. If we take a breather, the entire kingdom will be exhausted! Don't blame me for being cruel. As long as we don't fight to the death, I will give you justice!" Niragu picked up the food! The head with eyes wide open was thrown to a guard next to him, "Hang it up and tell all the officers. If you dare to take a step back, this is what will happen!"

The guard subconsciously took the thrown head and looked at Niragu standing there solemnly. He no longer looked at him, but once again turned his attention to the battle lines between the two armies. The unsheathed sword in his hand was like snow, and blood beads quickly slid down from the blade, falling straight into the blood-sucked battlefield. Under the firelight, the sword flashed with a shrill and scattered light.

Under the city wall, the Hungarian general Yaosun looked at the line of the city wall with blood shining everywhere in front of him with a cold face. After the servants died, the auxiliary army included the most elite two thousand Hungarian cavalry, and there were five or six hundred People mingled with the auxiliary troops and swarmed up the city wall. Even Yaosen had not seen many fierce battles involving tens of thousands of people attacking the city. After all, they were not a force that was good at sieges and had no experience in sieges. He just blindly drove his servants to fill the city and fought fiercely for two or three days, but still could not shake the Iron King's capital. Tonight, Yao Sen clearly felt something. The main force of Rila was not far away from here. The players who released the back line were The news came from the cavalry that all the Hungarian troops guarding the back line and blocking the main force of the Rila Army were dead. The Rila Army broke through the Acropolis of Ampalu this afternoon and is heading here quickly.

Tonight was the last night to attack the royal capital. The Hungarian army was also crazy this time. They launched a desperate charge. Under the personal supervision of Yao Sen, the fight was still very difficult. Every step forward, I don’t know how many people were needed. It takes life to fill it out! After such a long fierce battle, the Hungarians also killed their swords and armor, and their throats were broken by shouting. Now there are not many shouts that can be heard on the entire battlefield. The throats of the soldiers on both sides are as if they were cut with knives. Severe pain. The attack was so crazy that it felt as if there was no tomorrow. He used his last bit of courage and strength to roll up and attack again and again without fear of death. He almost pressed against the nose of the Ruila man above him, paving the way with his life step by step, and attacked forward. He retreated and took a breath before rolling forward again, as if he was going to smash the Iron King's defense system into pieces with his flesh and blood!

"It's over, it's over, we can't fight anymore! Why is this Iron King so difficult to defeat!" From time to time, you can hear the complaints of the commander of the auxiliary army who withdrew from the front. The Huns are not good at attacking cities. These domineering things. Blessed captains They were even more impatient to fight hard. Supervising the battle from the rear was just fine. Looking forward, they saw the towering city wall and their scalps were numb. Some even had weak legs when they climbed to high places. They collapsed on the long ladder and refused to go up. They said it was like an eagle. Climbing a low wall is actually a fear of heights!

On the contrary, it is the level of resistance shown by the Rila people that makes the Hungarians feel more and more frightened. This may be because it has been the main battlefield between the East and the West for hundreds of years. The Rila people are used to endurance and hardship. Every time in Hungary, Shaking under the ferocious attack of man, it happened that Even if they don't cross, in such a desperate situation, many newly recruited soldiers are still bloody and angry, using improvised wooden sticks and spears in their hands, desperately stabbing the Huns. Although they were chopped down by the Huns, the spears in their hands were still there. It also pierced the armor of the Hungarian warriors,

"Come here, put on heavy armor for me! I will personally lead the team to attack the city!" Yao Sen said solemnly to the guards around him. He also felt it. If the attack fails tonight, there will be no chance to attack Rui. The king of Ra was in the capital, and with his rich experience, he also saw that the people of Ruila had actually reached a critical point, but the morale of both sides was ebbing and flowing. With the blood and energy of the mourning soldiers, they were able to hold on to the city wall! "My lord, no,..." The guards around him all trembled, and they knelt down on one knee with their swords in hand, their tone of voice as if they were filled with blood. "If we really want to attack the city, please let us go! Sir, if Because this battle is a failure, even if we all die in the battle, we will not be able to bear the blame! "

"Stupid, if we can't take it tonight, what tomorrow can we talk about!" Yaosen's expression suddenly became a little ferocious, and he swept his eyes over a dozen guards. "For a hundred years, I have fought through thorns and brambles. The army fought in the front and filled the city with their lives. How can a general live in the back? No matter what the result is, I will do my best. How can I die in vain in this battle! If there is no way, I, Yaosen, will fight a bloody way for the remaining army!

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