Realm of Power

"What! The empire wants to cancel the high priest!"

It was also the first time for Palstina to hear it. Her beautiful face was full of shock, but she quickly calmed down and sighed with her seductive red lips.

"That's fine. The power of the high priest is too great. Whether it is the local Salander faction or the rapidly rising Obaro faction, after gaining such power, they will inevitably use all means to suppress the other faction. By then, they will have just recovered a little bit. The temple will immediately be involved in a bloody whirlpool."

Parstina's voice paused, and she said with a cold expression, "The temple has withered and can no longer withstand such internal fighting, so I have been unable to make a decision. If the empire decides to establish sacrificial groups according to regions, Then I hope to take a look at the list of the first priest group? "

"sure!"

Naturally, the fat man could not refuse the last high priest of the sky. He wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he couldn't find what to say. He quickly took out a list full of names from the chest pocket of his uniform and handed it to Pars. Qin Na: "This is the list prepared by the empire. In fact, when I come here this time, I hope you can help the empire determine the members of the sacrificial group."

"So many!" Parstina's eyes fell on the list, and she was shocked. Several pieces of paper were filled with densely written words.

"There are seventy-three people in total, and I plan to use fifty of them to form a sacrificial group."

"A sacrificial group of fifty people!" Parscina was slightly surprised. She was holding the list and was a little at a loss. Originally, she thought that the empire had formed a sacrificial group, which was probably like the top level of the Sky Temple in the past. From five to A group of six people would be great, but I didn’t expect it to be a large group of fifty people.

"Let me make sure, aren't you afraid that I have selfish motives?

Parstina hesitated, put down the list in her hand, blinked her light blue eyes like stars, and looked at the fat man with deep meaning.

"Actually, even if you have selfish motives, it doesn't matter."

The fat man had a face as good as a boar's skin. He blushed for less than a second and quickly returned to normal. In fact, he wanted to say that it would be better if you were willing to have selfish motives. The temple is now divided into the native faction and the Obaro faction. This is the result of the empire's fueling the flames from behind.

Sky Temple native faction. It is mainly composed of the original Salander nobles. After several suppressions by the empire, these original backbones of the Sky Temple are now afraid, and they simply immerse themselves in studying the doctrine.

As for the Oparo Sect, because it is rooted in the more diversified continent of Oparo, it aims to fully expand the influence of the Sky Temple and absorb a wide range of people, regardless of class, whether they are civilians, businessmen, or nobles, as long as they are willing If you believe in Sky Religion, you will accept them all. In addition, the New Saint was selected by the civilian class. With such the best propaganda background, her influence quickly spread among the civilians, and she was regarded as the backbone of the Sky Temple. Under this situation, even if the local factions wanted to open up If one eye is closed, conflicts between the two sides are inevitable.

Parstina has been in the Sky Temple for such a long time, so it is not unusual for her to have people of her own lineage, but luckily, it may be due to her personality. Most of Parstina's faction advocates that the temple should serve the people. They are the pro-people faction within the temple faction, and that is why. The Sky Temple was able to expand with the rapid expansion of the empire in just a few years. "Since I gave you the list, I recognize your vision," the fat man said, "I believe you will choose the most suitable sacrificial group. The empire does not expect the priests to be fair, and they may not be able to satisfy both parties, but at least they can let the voices of both parties be heard."

"Okay, I feel confident"

Parstina felt a little desolate in her heart. The fate of the Sky Temple, which had lasted for two hundred years, was now in her own hands. When she saw that the heavy rain outside the window had stopped, she sighed and held the list with her white fingers. Come on, don't you know that the fat man abolished the high priest and established a sacrificial group? It is to divide the power of the temple. The man in front of him is the emperor of the empire after all. Any force that may threaten the royal power, according to the iron-blooded style of the empire, it is good that he does not directly use violence to eradicate it, but this time The power reorganization will directly and completely make the temple power unable to make a comeback.

"I'm a little tired and want to take a rest. Can you find me a Feize language teacher tomorrow?" Parstina rubbed her temples distressingly, her beautiful eyebrows slightly knitted together. He lowered his head and began to read the list carefully. His beautiful chin gave him a stunning intellectual beauty.

"Of course, I will send someone to arrange it."

The fat man's eyes flashed, and he took back the target with difficulty, and nodded. He knew that this was an order to expel guests. It was good that Palstina did not directly push him out. After all, he is also the current high priest of the Sky Temple. The empire abolished the high priest without any complaints. That is also a lie, but the fat man I believe Parstina should have also noticed that the hidden danger of the temple is that it has expanded too fast. The Sky Temple has suddenly changed from a small country's religion to the state religion of the empire. It can be said that the local factions are still only based in Salander. Island, but those Obaro factions who were sent to Obaro to build the temple are another matter

The local faction is stubborn and rigid, and seems ready to express its dissatisfaction with the temple's civilian approach through silence. The Obaro faction seems to be full of vitality, but it is a mixed bag. Many business groups, nobles and other secular forces also take advantage of the opportunity. Penetrating in, there is a faint attempt to peek at the highest power of the temple. For the empire, this is tantamount to setting off a fire.

That's why Parstina has been hesitant. Now that the highest power has been divided into a priestly group of fifty people, no matter how outstanding careerists are, they cannot form a unity. Also because of the existence of the priestly group, the local temple faction also There is also no need to be afraid of the situation where the Obaro faction will overtake and the two sides are incompatible with each other!

The fat man calmly closed the door of Parstina's room from outside. He heard the sound of lying down in the room before leaving. Parstena's room was at the end of a corridor, and water dripped from the eaves on both sides. , forming a curtain of water, and you can see that the rain outside has stopped. On the luxurious square of the new temple dotted with large flower beds, a dozen well-decorated carriages are lined up and parked there. At the end of the corridor, an imperial When the general saw the fat man, he quickly came over and saluted.

"Has everyone seen it?" The fat man stopped and asked

"Yes, all the representatives who came to participate in the ceremony. I have met them one by one, as well as all the temple personnel."

The commander of the Northwest Army of the Empire, Crolisat, replied with a respectful expression, "And I told them clearly that if anything happens to the High Priest Parscina on the west coast, even if it is just a little frightened, I will let them do it." If all their heads are left here, even their family will not be spared, no matter who is behind it, it will be the same!"

"That's it?"

The fat man glared at Crolisate who was a little excited, and snorted heavily, "Although Palstina said there was no trouble. In fact, it was not the case. Both factions were already gearing up, and both sides were staring at Pal. The moment Skena resigned as high priest, Parscina suddenly decided to go south, completely disrupting the steps of the two factions and causing many people to Angry and angry, someone proposed to take advantage of the opportunity to attack while in the south. The high priest Parstina did not necessarily need to step down, because the consequences of the accident were the same. Both factions had arranged personnel for the entourage going south this time, except Parstina. Erskina doesn't think the two factions will do this. If something happens to Parskina, what's the use of killing them all?"

"This..." Croissant broke out in cold sweat at the sight of the emperor. She wiped the sweat with her hands and said, "Your Majesty, you also know that I am just a rough man. This is all I can think of. , how about not including all their servants and livestock?”

"Forget it. This kind of thing is not suitable for you to do. I'd better ask the Supervision Department to handle it better. You can allocate three thousand elites to cooperate with the Supervision Department." The fat man waved his hands helplessly and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window. Sky. If it weren't for Parstina's hint that she didn't want to see blood, I wouldn't have spared any of these daring guys!

"Yes, I will make arrangements immediately." Croissant nodded quickly as if he had been granted amnesty. He was a soldier who killed many people. You can slash someone with a knife and the blood will splash half a meter high without even blinking. But I'm really not good at this kind of work. I can't find anything new except shouting, "If something goes wrong, I'll kill your whole family." There is a Ministry of Supervision that plays hostage kidnapping, blackmail, and threats. It comes easily.

"Gan Kefu personally led 200,000 King Fezer's troops to surround Azshara. Lytle has been holding on for six days. If he continues to hold on, I'm afraid there will be problems. It's time for the Northwest Army to take action." The fat man returned from the window. body, and said to Croissant behind her.

"Your Majesty, is there going to be a war?" Croissant stiffened her neck and her eyes were bloodshot. She had been on the west coast for more than a month. She really looked forward to the stars and the moon. She looked forward to the war every day, not to mention Croissant. Lisatte, that is, the nearly 100,000 troops of the entire Northwest Army, her eyes were all red. After two years, she was finally transferred to the front line of combat by His Majesty again, and was severely chopped down as the sword of the empire.

"Within one week, do you have the confidence to cooperate with Lytle to attack Duke Fizergankford's 200,000 royal troops?" The fat man asked with a stern expression.

"No problem!" Crolisate nodded with an affirmative expression, indicating that the whole army, as long as His Majesty gives the order, it is entirely possible not to mention defeating Gan Kefu's 200,000 royal army, but also to attack the capital city of King Feize in one go. !

"Then get ready." The fat man stretched out his hand and patted the imperial general who had dragged to death Rui Erdian's 200,000 elite northern troops in the northern grasslands. This fierce mountain wolf had been endured by him for a year. , it’s time to come out of the cage. Fighting this kind of assault battle should be Crolisat’s specialty. The fat man said that the troops The gathering should be as secretive as possible. The six central countries will soon issue a declaration supporting Prince Feize as the new king and jointly denounce the royal family of Fezer. The Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs has also drafted the document and will only wait for the six central countries to release it. , will declare support for the new King Feize, and then the empire can legitimately send troops!

Fezer Capital Region, Azshara

"Woo"

The long bull horn with a sense of solemnity echoed in the black smoke-filled sky. Two hundred thousand King Fezer's army surrounded the Azshara Fortress. For several days in a row, they stoned the right pillar and attacked it, finally destroying it. Strong seat On the outer wall of the pillar fort, a large number of King Fezer's troops swarmed up. On the wall passage connected to the pillar fort, the two armies were already fighting together. Countless sparks popped up, and knives, spears, and swords were slashing at each other. on the armor shield

After several days of fighting, the soldiers on both sides had begun to become bloodthirsty. The person being attacked grinned indifferently, and the awl hit his head. Brains, blood, and skull fragments flew everywhere. The whole head was gone, and the blood was white. It rolled into a river, and mountains of corpses piled up on the fighting flanks,

"Upon the fifth regiment." Gan Kefu's old face was unusually calm. It seemed that in his eyes, he did not see the bloody battlefield in front of him. He just raised his hand and shouted to a general behind him. Under the banner of the Double-Headed Eagle Army, seven square formations composed of 8,600 people from the Fifth Regiment of the Directly Affiliated Army, "Forward!"

The infantry captain leading the team drew out his sharp long sword, and the swallow-tailed war flags representing each squadron above his head rustled in the wind. The seven square formations moved forward like a colony of ants.

A group of heavy-armored cavalry began to mount their horses, flying out from the side of the infantry formation like locusts like arrows flying out of the howling wind. The long white satin on the steel helmet was like a battle flag in the wind. Dancing, the war horse wears a round cavalry shield on its crotch, and holds a light cavalry lance with a sharp thorn at the front.

The formation, consisting of two hundred horsemen in a row, shook their reins, moved their horses' hooves forward, and rushed into the broken earth wall defense line like a tumbling line.

The horses' hooves pushed away the corpses piled in front. The sharp swords and axes stabbed the heavy armor, leaving only a shallow wound. The spears pierced the heavy armor and brought out a trail of sparks. The intrusion of these heavy armored cavalry caused the gap to tear open. After charging for a while, these heavy armored cavalry retreated, allowing the infantry group to continue to penetrate.

"Kill!" The rifles of the infantrymen on both sides were lowered intensively, and the spear tips radiating with cold light were like a neat and leaping killing line that was violently mixed together, and the soldiers let out strange and soul-stirring howls.

"Move forward, move forward, the enemy will collapse"

The infantry captain who led the team roared furiously at his subordinates with blood boiling. His eyes were filled with stabbing spears that were as dense as weeds. Next to them were the corpses that kept falling and the blood splattered on their faces. Everyone was stunned. At this moment, I lost my ability to think. In just a few minutes, the forest of spears that collided with each other was half thin.

The assault formation was like flashing waves hitting the black cliff, quickly shattering and scattering. Even those wearing heavy armor would not be able to survive such a dense confrontation. The assault formation was completely messed up, and the only guarantee was that A rough prototype,

"Order the fifth regiment to withdraw and the sixth regiment to move forward."

Gan Kefu raised his hand and looked coldly at the corpses in front of him. As expected of an experienced veteran, he adopted a step-by-step approach to the strong Azshara Fortress in front of him, attacking a section of the defense line with all his strength, forcing the defenders to Continuously deploy troops to fill in, so that the opponent's defensive advantage can be weakened to the greatest extent, and the military advantage of the king's army can be further reflected!

(To be continued.)