Realm of Power

Second Ninja. On the plain of Ssatusko, there is a hazy white mist and diffuse sheets. The guard guard guarding the sentry tower listlessly leans on the pillar of the sentry tower and takes a nap. The burned out fire is still emitting black smoke, and there is a rush. The sound of horse hooves broke the calm of the morning. The servants raised their heads in confusion and saw a Ridian knight, covered in muddy black dirt, rushing into Myldian's camp in Sodolon Town like lightning.

"Quick! Go and notify Deputy Captain Bonnie! Rutato is starting a fight!"

The knight screamed in a low voice, and everyone and the war horses rolled out of the mud like a net, and several of the mails on his body were torn apart. His right arm was wounded by an arrow cluster, half of the white arrow feathers were still exposed, and there was blood oozing from the fragments.

The horse suddenly stopped, and the dazed knight fell off the horse and rolled several times in the snow until he was helped up by several Miao Erdian followers who rushed over.

"It's Captain Deritan!" A guard helped the knight up and recognized the injured knight as the captain stationed at Rutato's granary. He quickly shouted to other companions, "Quick, go and inform Deputy Captain Bonnie! Captain Dritan of Rutota is injured! "Ruidian has a small team of knights stationed in Rutota, who are responsible for checking the amount of food coming in and out. The Myeridian people have never trusted the Vecians.

"What happened to Rutato?" Berlant Bonnie walked over quickly under the leadership of her servants, wearing light silver-colored soft mail armor on her upper body. She wore close-fitting scale leg armor at the hem, and a heavy knight's sword was slung behind her back, giving her graceful figure a bit of heroism and murderous intent. She was the commander of this retinue of cavalry, and she saw the man who had fainted. Dritan frowned and ordered to his subordinates, "Get Dr. Tirank immediately! No matter what, make him wake up immediately!"

Soon, a thin middle-aged knight came over. He was a Tirank knight and also served as a personal physician in the army. His slender fingers touched Dritan's wound a few times and saw blood stains. Already frozen into ice,

He pressed his hand on Dritan's chest again, and finally took out a small bottle inlaid with fine blue runes from the box on his body. He placed it under Dritan's nose and shook it. The unpleasant smell made everyone cover their noses.

Dritan woke up and looked around with confused eyes.

"Deputy Commander, something big happened." When Dritan saw Bertrand Bonnie, his eyes lit up and he made a rumble in his throat. His voice was as hoarse as a beaten leather drum.

"Last night. I don't know why. The Kugits! Vedic people, Samanthus, and Doroks suddenly surrounded Rutato! They fought with the Wekiyians who were stationed in the granary. Their subordinates led the troops to fight fiercely all night. , and finally had to risk his life to break out and run back to report the news!"

"Are you sure it's the frontline coalition forces and the Vekians who are fighting?" Bonnie's eyes flashed with inexplicable excitement, and she felt uncontrollable excitement in her heart.

The trap he had laid out so painstakingly was finally activated, and he continued to sow discord between the Vekians and other generals of the coalition. In the end, it aroused the anger of the coalition and completely made the Vekians the public enemies of the mainland! This is what Bertrand Bonnie has been planning.

Seeing that the seeds she had sown finally sprouted and grew up, Berlant Bonnie almost sang out of joy.

Damn fat man! Aren’t you the runner-up god of Wikipedia? Aren’t you a master of strategy? Aren’t you looking down on me? I want you to know that angering a woman is far more terrifying than angering an army!

De Ruitan took a kettle from his subordinates and drank a few sips of water. He finally regained some energy. "Yes, there are tens of thousands of people! They surrounded Rutato several times. When his subordinates broke through, they We have already rushed inside Rutato, and the Vekians have retreated to defend the internal granary! If we don’t go to the rescue, the Vekians will almost be unable to hold on!”

"Hel him down first! I'll leave it to Dr. Tirank to deal with his injuries." Bonnie Berlant stood up. He ordered with a solemn expression, and then walked quickly to his military tent without giving any orders to assemble. Without the issuance of combat orders, the Miao Erdian Army in Sodoron Town remained as calm as ever, as if such an incident had not happened at all.

Bertrand Bonnie is very aware of the combat effectiveness of the Samor Army. The Samor Army, which has strong long-range attack power, is fully capable of holding on to the granary for ten days. Berlant Bonnie waits until the fat man can't bear the pressure. Come to beg me like a dog at home, and then you can repay all the insults.

"Brothers, come out." The ghostly figure of Xusaste emerged from the bushes outside the town. He clenched his hand into a fist and let out a bird call. Three longbowmen with unusually strong right hands sprang out from all around. The two-meter long bow was tightly held in his hand. bronze mirror. The few remaining branches slowly fell down

Bertrand Bonnie still didn't know that she had left the gate of hell. According to the plan, if there was any change in the Ruidian people, Xastai would lead the longbow team outside the town to snipe the general Miao Erdian who was leading the army. . Assisted by three top-level sniper archers, Xastai's gold-piercing shield bow can snipe any target within 300 meters.

"Sir, Captain Xastai sent back a message! Everything is as usual!" A Samor messenger ran into the grain depot hall. The fat man was putting on his mail armor inside, followed by the silver-faced Isamohor. Two people are arguing

"Can't you turn around? Watch a strange man change clothes. This is not the etiquette that a noble man should have." The fat man's face was full of embarrassment. The fat man was not used to having a beautiful woman standing next to him watching him change clothes, especially since he had to take off his shirt. Revealing a body that makes women jealous

What he was going to change into this time was a full-body suit of mail. This kind of mail included inner armor and outer buckles. The fat man had to take off his underwear to put it on. Now Isa Mohor stood behind him and asked the fat man to change his clothes. Her heart was trembling, and her hands were frantically looking for buttons. She looked like a bullied daughter-in-law.

"Man? I didn't see a man!" Issa Moriel was leaning against the screen behind her, her slender legs crossed, her pretty face with a hint of contempt, she could see the fat man was deflated, it was Issa Morrel The happiest thing is naturally even more impossible to turn around. He still said harshly and sarcastically, "I only saw a white pig. If a pig wants me to turn away, then I have the right to refuse!"

I saw the fat man gradually putting on the mail armor. Isa Mohol was confused, "The fat guy always hates wearing mail! What on earth do you want to do?" Although she was not a conspirator, she still felt that something was wrong with the situation at hand. The fat guy was crazy! This was Isa Moriel's first feeling, but soon this feeling was replaced by another feeling

Follow the fat man and stand on the balcony outside the hall. The darkness of the soldiers below made Isa Moriel feel her scalp numb.

The ranks of organized troops had no end in sight, like a sea of ​​mixed colors. The dense forest of spears frightened Isamohor, who had never been on a battlefield.

The armor shone in the sun, the shield was like a silver wave in the sea, the soldier's fanatical eyes stared at the fat man and glowed,

"Long live Lord Dustan!"

That moment when the fat man was standing on the balcony of the hall wearing mail armor. The troops outside began to cheer loudly. The shouts of tens of thousands of troops below the stage rushed in like a turbulent wave, and their powerful momentum was not as powerful as the tidal wave that shattered the earth.

, Ten thousand

For the first time, Isaac Morfield felt what it means to be powerful and what it means to be the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces.

"There is a kind of person who is born to be a commander! With a raise of his hand or a move, he can make the soldiers die resolutely." Miss Sally's words flashed in Isa Morfield's mind.