Realm of Power

Threads of rain fell continuously on the top of the emperor's cowhide tent. The vast sky and earth were covered in white by this heavy rain in August. Along the middle of the tent with the golden falcon war flag flying, there were hundreds of oval tents. The tents are densely arranged and spread out, with no end in sight.

In this August, after slaughtering the Hungarians, the imperial regiment, whose blood was still fresh on their swords, fell like a tidal wave in front of the Kingdom of Abelos. In just one month, they attacked the capital of King Abelos. If it hadn't been for the recent heavy rains that affected the Empire's Thunder God, the capital of Aberoth would have been captured by the Emperor long ago, and the Kingdom of Aberoth would have been wiped off the map of Central Europe.

It's your own fault! Without overestimating one's own abilities, even a small Aberros dares to provoke the powerful Falcon Empire. If you seek death yourself, don't drag others along with you!

No matter what their previous relations were with the Barrow countries in Central Europe, they all fell silent at this moment. No one dared to stand up to support the Kingdom of Aberoth. The imperial cavalry was still there, and the general trend of taking control of Barrow in Central Europe was like an iron curtain. Aberoth The mantis of the Kingdom is blocking the car, so there is no need for everyone to be stupid enough to accompany them to death.

Not to mention those Central European Barrow countries that were not optimistic about the Kingdom of Aberoth before, even those countries that were previously hidden allies and wanted to rely on the big tree of the Istani people are now eager to jump out and join forces with Aberoth. The kingdom has cut off relations, making the people of Aberos feel ten times colder and chillier than in previous years this autumn.

At this moment, the only way out for the Kingdom of Alberus is to surrender. After waiting for no hope of rescue from the Istan Empire, the Kingdom of Alberus surrendered to the empire in frustration. In addition to ceding one-third of its land and three million In addition to war compensation, important hostages were also handed over.

It's ironic to say that the hostage requested by the empire was Princess Luo Lan who attended the meeting, even though she was the king's most beloved princess. When sacrifices are needed, they will be ruthlessly abandoned. Since autumn and August, the weather has turned from hot to humid and cold. In the continuous heavy rain, a group of Aberoth Platinum Flower Knights wearing white armor looked downcast. The horses entered the emperor's military camp. Behind the horse team were more than a dozen fully loaded carriages. The heavy wheels plowed deep mud marks in the muddy water. They looked very heavy. The horses pulling the carriages were constantly breathing heavily.

The cavalry stopped. Luo Lan, Princess of the Kingdom of Aberoth, wore a silver-white armor and got off the parked war horse. Her pretty face looked much haggard. She no longer had the graceful scenery she had at the meeting, but instead felt a sense of desolation and desolation. It's all the fault of the damn Istani people! If I had not believed in their promise, how could I have stupidly bumped into the Falcon Empire's sword and become the target of killing chickens to scare the monkeys?

"Her Royal Highness Princess Luo Lan?" An imperial official wearing black armor was already waiting in front, his eyes scanning Luo Lan. Taking out the pictures in his hand to compare and confirm, it was like confirming a piece of goods. This made Luo Lan's pretty face, who was always used to respectful looks, look ugly.

"Yes, I am Luo Lan." She gritted her teeth with a pale face. As a hostage, she was no longer the aloof princess at this moment. There were no flowers in front of her. There are no young nobles vying to flatter themselves, no magnificent banquet in front of them. In this icy rain that enveloped the world, there was only the iron armor of the Empire, only the frost-edged Imperial sword of the cavalry, only the trampled land of the Kingdom full of mud pits, and the heavy surrender document in the hand, representing one's own future. and the submission of the kingdom,

"Leave the things and hostages behind, others can go back!"

After the officer confirmed, the surrender of the Kingdom of Alberus was already expected. The real reason why the emperor had been delaying here actually had little to do with the Kingdom of Alberus. He waved his hand behind him impatiently. A dozen soldiers walked over to check the war reparations boxes filled with boxes on the carriage. As for Princess Luo Lan, she seemed to be directly ignored. Compared with this beautiful and somewhat inhuman princess of the kingdom, the three million war reparations on the carriage were Compensation is obviously more important to this officer.

"When will the empire withdraw its troops!"

Luo Lan's face was ashen and he asked very displeasedly. The hostages and war compensation have arrived, and the land contract has been delivered. If the empire chooses to cheat, the Kingdom of Eberros will have no choice. She doesn't know why she believed Istan at that time. people! Although they are empires of the same level, look at the Hungarians, who turned Central Europe's Barro into a hornet's nest. The Falcon Empire said it was preserved, but no country dared to bite, and there were even several countries, such as the Kingdom of Silas. and others, in order to please the new master of the Falcon Empire, they sent out varying numbers of The servant army's participation in the war has a strong tendency to divide Eberus. However, the Istan people, after knowing that the empire declared war on the Kingdom of Eberus, did not support them at all, let alone support them. They seemed to be completely different from them. Nothing happened, Aberros was sold stupidly like this! What was most difficult for Luo Lan to accept was that the person who single-handedly pushed the Kingdom of Eberros into such an embarrassing situation was himself!

"Withdrawal?"

The serious-looking officer was stunned for a moment and rolled his eyes. "Don't worry, Her Royal Highness, as long as the order is given, even if you try to persuade them to stay, no one will be left behind! As for the issue of taking over Her Royal Highness, I'm sorry, this kind of hostage I don’t know much about your affairs. If you are a prisoner, the army can handle it. But for a person like His Highness, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs must be responsible for it. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs has been notified. However, it will take two hours for the takeover to arrive. I am only fulfilling the formalities on my behalf. Anyway, there are still two hours left. Her Highness the Princess can go back to say goodbye to her family and friends. Her Highness the Princess does not have to worry about going to the Empire. "

At this moment, a loud imperial trumpet sounded, and at the gate of the camp, a galloping Imperial Cavalry broke through the rain. Before the horse could stop, the Cavalry had already nimbly jumped from the horse. He jumped down, splashing mud under his feet, but holding a red barrel high in his hand, he flew upwards. The soldiers along the way got out of the way, and there were a few officers who looked like they were running behind.

Quickly riding straight into a large tower under the banner of a golden eagle, the camp laid out layer by layer seemed like an ant's nest had been knocked over.

Soldiers ran back and forth, and the shouts of officers could be heard from time to time in the rain. The entire quiet camp, like a beast waking up from hibernation, suddenly erupted with a frightening aura. In less than two minutes, under Luo Lan's surprised and incomprehensible gaze,

In the wet and cold rain, the imperial cavalry, whose armor was soaked and thick with water, did not care about the rain at all. With the sharpness that traversed the earth, the men and horses were like sharp arrows and drove out from the camp gate that the soldiers opened with all their strength. The rain hit the backs of these black cavalry, and water droplets like streams flowed along the armor to the ground.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,w,......" With the heavy rain curtain, the emperors of the brigade quickly began to break out of camp. The hundreds of thousands of people were all swarming.

"It's here, it's finally here!"

The emperor who saw this scene stopped talking. At this moment, he seemed to be a different person, his eyes brightened. There was an unconcealable joy in his tone. He finally no longer had to stay in this mud. The army stationed here was just for show. It's even more because everyone is waiting for this red military order. How can a small Kingdom of Eberos with only tens of thousands of troops be qualified to be conquered by the Hundred Thousand Emperor? If they really wanted to fight, they would have smashed the so-called solid royal capital in front of them in less than half a month. The true goal of the army has never changed!

On August 4, just three days before Feishan's army launched a full-scale counterattack, the 100,000-strong Southwest Army Corps of the Falcon Empire to which Saron belonged in the direction of the Kingdom of Eberros suddenly turned around and headed straight for the enemy at lightning speed. The back of the Istan army in the east is covered with iron currents.

The 7,000 imperial forwards were like a torrent of galloping metal, running from Hungary to the rear of the Istan Army like soaring eagles. Using their horse momentum, they rushed into the Ninth Army Corps, the main body of the Istan Army, serving as the rearguard. Suddenly, a mass of people rolled up. Waves of blood, rows of spears from the imperial cavalry, pierced into the bodies of the Istan soldiers like a piece of steel. The spikes were pushed forward, and then he didn't even bother to pull out the spear. He directly pulled out the sword with one hand and slashed it from top to bottom at another frightened Istan infantry. The sword flashed across, and the head was sprayed with blood. Blood rushed out, and the headless corpse was dragged for more than ten meters by the galloping horse before falling. Suddenly, the sound of bones breaking under the horse's hooves was heard.

The 7,000 imperial cavalry responsible for the surprise attack were extremely fast. They only wore light mail armor, and some did not wear armor at all. They used the fastest one-line dragon. A team of more than 7,000 people galloped on horseback. Dragging out a length of three to four miles in one breath, it directly penetrated the 9th Army of Istan.

In front of the pincer attack between the empire and the Feshan people was the 300,000 Istan army who had just received the news of the emperor's disappearance. In a hurry, the crown prince of the Istan Empire looked confused. On one side, his father, who had been supporting the giant tree supporting the sky, disappeared. What's more, the Falcon Empire's army is coercing the powerful forces who conquered Central Europe and Pakistan. With great momentum, they suddenly turned against each other and swarmed in. The eldest prince Ravia, who was completely panicked, listened to the advice of Faluloka, the chief of the combat staff, and ordered the rest of his troops to stop the overly advanced Third Army and Fifth Army. More than 200,000 Istantian emperors shrank to the Belouan area,

On August 7, the abandoned defense line of the Fifth Army of the Istan Empire was broken through by Fei Shan's army. The entire army collapsed with countless casualties. Fei Shan's army then swept across the battlefield.

On August 9, after two days of bloody fighting, the Third Army, one of the six elites of the Istan Empire, was encircled and annihilated by Fei Shan's army. Thirty-seven thousand people were killed and 14,000 were captured. General Fei Shan All the prisoners were beheaded,

On August 11, the Lucas Heavy Infantry Corps, one of the six elites of the Istan Empire, was counterattacked by Feishan's army who suddenly increased their troops under the city of Bremeyer. The regiment commander Franci was killed in the battle, and one hundred and ten soldiers died. Four officers of all levels led the army to surrender to Fei Shan's army and were beheaded by Fei Shan's army.

In just three or four days, the situation on the Feishan battlefield, which had been stalemate, suddenly changed. The 300,000-strong Istani army suddenly lost nearly half of its elite combat power. All they got in exchange was that their retreat was cut off. The embarrassing situation of being unable to contact, and in front of the Istanbul Army, is The main force of Fei Shan's army, whose strength exceeded 400,000 in one fell swoop, came on horseback and swept through the three logistics bases of the Istan Army. The 100,000-strong Southwest Army of the Empire was full of food. The two powerful enemies joined forces, and the Istan people were suddenly defeated. I’m confused (to be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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