Realm of Power

Feishan Capital, the rainy season washes over the city. On the streets, heavy rain mixed with strong winds makes a whining sound. Ghosts cry and wolves howl. The oil lamps on the streets swing left and right. The full level of garbage is picked up by the wind and slaps on the walls of the streets. On the street corner, it is empty and quiet, with only the traffic from The Yaris River that crosses the royal capital rolled up waves in the white rain, slapping heavily against the embankments on both sides, making a gurgling sound. The sound of thunderstorms rolled through the low-pressure sky, and a silvery blue streak passed by. Lightning flashed up, lighting up the cracked black sky,

In a villa on the left side of the capital, not very far from the palace, a desolate green courtyard covers a huge area of ​​100 meters in length and width. There is an arc-like stone avenue with bronze sculptures on both sides of the avenue. Wearing the wolf-light armor from the most glorious period of the Feishan Kingdom, with his horse hooves leaping high, he was a prancing horse and a spear. The vigorous image of a knight, the bright light of lightning shines on the bronze statue, a carriage appears on this desolate long road, the carriage driver is wearing black clothes and a low-pitched horned hat on his head, his face cannot be seen clearly, and the hand in his hand is The horsewhip whipped out skillfully, and the carriage's speed was neither fast nor dissatisfied, but remained very stable.

"Father, are these people really reliable? You must know that that person is a famous mainland general, and he has one hundred thousand imperial elites in his hands. Regardless of whether he succeeds or not, the entire King Feishan is afraid that he will suffer the most terrible revenge, just for the so-called Is it really worth risking the life and death of the entire family for our own righteousness? Even if the other party is really willing to accept us, it may not be better than in Feishan!" In the carriage, two people were talking, and the one who spoke was a handsome man. The young man leaned against the backrest carelessly. He has golden curly hair and looks like a noble man. He is flipping a secret list in his hand and has a faint look of dissatisfaction on the corner of his mouth.

"What do you know? Do you really think that the emperor will endure it forever? It's fat in the mouth. Who have you seen spit it out? If you don't want to sink with Fei Shan's broken ship, you must take this opportunity to jump to the On another boat, "Fishan Duke Grace, who was wearing an exquisite dress, gently put down the cup in his hand." Four of the six wealthy families in Kyoto They have expressed their willingness to help us. They will send weapons and we will send people! As long as they succeed, they will immediately send messages to all regions. The whole country will be in chaos, and the emperor will suppress them for a while and take advantage of the chaos. , Team 6 will choose the opportunity to land!" Grace paused and glanced at the empty space outside. He said to his son on the opposite side, "Landing? What if we encounter the Imperial Navy..." The young noble's expression changed. Who doesn't know that the Imperial Navy controls the inland sea. On the inner sea, whoever the Imperial Navy wants to die will be absolutely helpless. "Live." The Imperial Navy has been mobilized to suppress the southern coast. Otherwise, the Southern Allied Forces would not choose to surround the Kyoto of the Istan Empire at this time and force the Istan Emperor to change!" A sly smile appeared on the corner of Duke Grace of Feishan's mouth. . The voice paused. "Even if the Imperial Navy responds, it will be at least a few days later. The problem is. The Sixth Army has already landed in Feishan by then. What needs to be solved most now is the Falcon Empire's attack in Feishan." The garrison general Varisien, as long as he is eliminated, the empire's army in the east will be paralyzed."

"A group of remnants and defeated generals, I'm afraid it's useless." The young noble looked unconcerned. Three hundred thousand Feishan elites were defeated, what could a few dozen people do?

"There are some things. It doesn't matter how many people there are, but whether they are elite!" Duke Grace of Feishan looked out of the carriage with a serious face. He said, "The so-called sneak attack is basically a matter of severing the throat with a sword. The former Fourth Squadron of the Sixth Regiment of Feishan Kingdom's Guards was an ace squadron even in the past. It only served as a logistics team in that war and escaped. They suffered a devastating disaster and suffered countless people's looks in the royal capital. In the end, they were dismissed collectively. Three hundred thousand elites of the kingdom were wiped out in one battle. His majesty's heroic soul was in mourning. The whole city was white. Everyone was dead, but they were not. I don’t know if it’s their luck or their misfortune! Fortunately, I have some friendship with Simon Pask and took some of them in some time ago. I didn’t expect that they would be put to good use this time. There is no problem with the loyalty of these people! , there is no problem with the identity, even if something goes wrong with the former Feishan soldiers, no one will think of us, they will only think that it is the former Feishan soldiers' revenge against the emperor!"

Grace has a pretty good relationship with Simon Pask, the owner of this villa. The luxurious villa that was once a feast for the eyes now has such a gloomy atmosphere. In broad daylight, the occasional pedestrians passing by would stay far away and speed up. Passing there quickly, in the evening after a heavy rain, there was a faint sound of noise coming from the house. It seems as if the ghost of the original owner has returned home through the strong wind. In the blink of an eye, it will always be silently abandoned here, as if there has never been a human presence. The windows and damaged areas were all covered with miserable cloth strips blown by the wind. It was so empty that it felt depressing.

The carriage turned into the depths of the villa. A few minutes later, it stopped in front of a gate covered with grass. In front of it was the warehouse of the villa. The doors and windows were sealed with hardwood strips. The light from the outside could hardly shine in. I could hear the sound outside. There was the sound of a carriage stopping, the warehouse door opened, and a man walked out A burly man with lustrous brown skin, a broad and strong body, arms as thick as human legs, fierce dark brown eyes, and a strong chin. Overall, he looks like a strong bull. Han Zheng was Loire, the squadron leader of the 4th Squadron.

It was his bad luck. Born as a noble in the countryside of Feishan, he got into the Royal Guards system by relying on the relationship of a marquis in Kyoto. He was doing pretty well, but the Battle of Bavaria changed everything. Loval was originally an elite squadron placed in the front. He was temporarily ordered to return to the capital to escort a batch of supplies. Who knew that he had just arrived in the capital when he received news that 300,000 kingdom troops were completely wiped out by the imperial army in Bavaria.

As the only troop returning from the front, Loval was unlucky to be defined as deserting the battlefield. Facing the angry faces of the people in Kyoto, he didn't even have the opportunity to defend himself. He was directly detained and imprisoned with dozens of his subordinates. If it weren't for the annihilation of the main force of the Feishan Kingdom and the turmoil in the kingdom, the domestic troops would have been exhausted long ago, and the remaining tens of thousands of people were pressed on the coastline and unable to move.

The imperial army marched straight in. The Feishan capital was forced to pardon his crime and re-employ this experienced officer of the Royal Guards.

In order to clear himself and prove that he was not a deserter on the battlefield, Loval personally formed a death squad of dozens of people and waited for the arrival of the empire. Who knew that the greed and fear of death of the upper class of the kingdom was far beyond the imagination of a small officer like him. Just when he was full of blood and ready to serve the country, the Feishan capital actually colluded with the empire in private. In the end, Feishan signed a humiliating clause to give up most of the territory and only retain some pitiful land near the capital. Loval was dismissed from his post again and expelled from the army, becoming a big joke in the entire Feishan capital.

"My Lord Duke"

Loval saluted respectfully to Grace who got off the carriage, his eyes burning and burning, on his cornea. There are even some sick reds.

Duke Grace is a prestigious nobleman in the capital. The Grace family has produced two queens of Feishan. As one of the outliers of the Feishan royal family, it has a superior status. After being treated coldly, such a big man is willing to take him in and even help him to gather the members of the original death squad. Luval is not a fool. How could he not know the intention of this Duke Grace to buy him out? As long as it is against the Falcon Emperor*, it doesn't matter. The small details in front of him can be ignored. As long as he can accomplish a big thing, the name Luval will no longer be a joke, but a name that will really shock the whole Feishan. Luval, the desperate Luval!

Seeing Duke Grace walk in. Dozens of people stood up in a flash.

In the room converted from a warehouse. Although it is large, the windows on all sides are sealed. In addition, the warehouse was full of people. When entering the warehouse, the handsome blond noble subconsciously covered his nose with his hands. On the contrary, Duke Grace looked calm and did not show any dissatisfaction because of the smoky air in the room. "Warriors of the kingdom, the kingdom's last hope is on your shoulders. After tomorrow's success, you will live forever! Long live Fei Shan!" Duke Grace's old eyes swept the people in the room. Everyone was in a commotion. Dozens of people suddenly knelt down in an orderly manner. The chain mail they wore on their bodies made a metallic sound. The two white cloth bands on their heads were crossed and wrapped around their backs, and the sleeves of their clothes were tied tightly. The room was suddenly filled with murderous aura. Everyone held rows of weapons in their hands, candlelight shone on the cold blades of the spears, the cold light flickered and blinded people, there was no wind inside, but it was even colder,

I don’t know if it was too stuffy or excited, everyone’s eyes were now showing a frightening red, everyone’s heart was churning, they were enthusiastic about serving the country, but they were insulted, despised, thrown into prison, idled, and even forced to attack. The whole squadron of more than 300 people, now only about one-fifth are left. For more than half a year, they have been carrying the humiliation of the Battle of Bavaria, their ideals were shattered, and their future was gone. Some people were penniless, their wives and children were separated, and they waited for half a year, and finally waited for such an opportunity for revenge now!

Boom boom, a bright thunder rang out in the sky. "Did you hear that? This is the roar of 300,000 Feishan heroic souls. The heroic souls are gone, but the Feishan military spirit is immortal!" Duke Grace spoke solemnly, his voice was low and short, shaking everyone's eardrums. "It's been three months, and we have finally waited for this day! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince risked his life to get this opportunity. The Empire has finally relaxed its suppression of Kyoto and is marching into the Eastern Province with all its might. This is the last chance to avenge and change our motherland!" He spoke faster and faster. Although his voice was still low, every word seemed to burst out from his chest. He couldn't say any more. The tears in his eyes were about to fall at any time. He turned around and saluted the portrait of the Crown Prince hanging on the wall of the hall. Dozens of people in the hall followed suit and saluted in silence. Only the occasional sob

Lightning flashed brightly, passing through the gap in the blocked window. Everyone in the hall turned pale. Duke Grace turned around and gritted his teeth and gave the final order, "Tomorrow night, the butcher will pass by the Rawu Mountain Road outside Kyoto. It all depends on you!" "Rumble" As his voice fell, thunder exploded, stretching from far to near. Heavy rains raged. In this ancient city without a modern drainage system, sewage flowed everywhere. The weather has completely lost the heat of the sunny days, and is instead a bit damp and cold. Lightning and thunder continued to light up and explode over the city, while large groups of dark clouds pressed down on the city layer by layer. The heavy rain curtain obscured the buildings in the palace, making them blurry. The rain beat on the copper window sill of the palace, making a dense and clear sound. Ruf Palace, the symbol of Feishan Kingdom’s rule,

Pastanon stood in front of the palace courtyard, wearing a cloak. The rain fell on the top of the corridor in front of him, forming a wall of rain. The scenery in the courtyard has become blurry. Is Fei Shan's future destined to be a rain of blood? Just like this world in the rain, you can't see clearly from a distance

"Sir, the nobles are ready to take action." A Guards officer wearing a blue Guards uniform and red trousers walked over from the other side of the corridor in a hurry.

"These bastards, don't you care about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's life anymore?" Pastanon punched the wooden pillar in the corridor hard, his face was livid and frightened. In the battle of Helena Fortress, his private army was... He suffered heavy losses, so he was not selected to participate in the Battle of Bavaria and escaped the danger of being annihilated.

After 300,000 Feishan elites were wiped out in Bavaria, the domestic situation took a turn for the worse. As the crown prince's best friend and the only general in Feishan who still had a certain amount of troops, Pastanon was transferred to the royal capital by the crown prince. , served as the guard officer of the Feishan Palace. It was rumored that the crown prince chose to commit suicide by taking poison in despair because there was no hope of restoring the country. In fact, as a defense officer Pastanon knew that the real situation was that before the Crown Prince took the poison, he secretly met with the special envoys of the Six Nations Alliance. The special envoys of the Six Nations asked the Crown Prince to first raise troops in the capital of Feishan before he would help. In order not to hinder Feishan, who was no longer able to fight, the envoys After encountering the catastrophe of the war and having no hope for the six southern countries, Crown Prince Feishan committed suicide by taking poison and left an order not to resist again.

"Sir, does this need to be stopped?" the Guards officer took a deep breath and asked (To be continued)