Realm of Power

Moriko sincerely thanks Brother Tokugawa Nakamei for voting "We come from the vast Kugit grassland. From the dense Dorok forest, from the steep Vedic mountain walls in the west, from the mysterious land of Shaman. We are all for survival and justice, for Kingdoms and tribes, for the sake of their wives and children who are waiting for food in the heavy snowstorm, have gathered here from all directions to fight to the death with the enemy. We are not the dogs of the Miao Erdian people, let alone the rags they throw away at will.

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The fat man's voice was not loud, but it could reach everyone's ears clearly. Sometimes it was as low as a whisper in the ear, and sometimes it was as high as a sharp sword cutting through the sky. Every word of the fat man was like a string pulling the heartstrings, touching the heart. To the hearts of the soldiers of all races below,

Behind him stood the leaders of various forces, the honest man Badker, the great elder of Shamandu Meqiwumu, the chief officer of Kugit Zigosa, the Vedic chief Natviv,

They are like a row of brackets supporting a wall. With Fatty guarding him in the middle, Isa Moriel finally understood why Fatty was in such cold and harsh weather. Still stubbornly choosing to wear the cold and biting mail armor

Under such circumstances, in front of the murderous army, the shining armor is what the soldiers recognize the most.

The cold wind was no longer so cold in front of the fat man's passionate and inciting words. The snowflakes in the sky were still falling non-stop, and the soldiers below gradually turned into snowmen.

The Great Lord landed on their heads and shoulders, but they did not move an inch. No one went to brush the snow off their bodies, because they saw the leaders above were just like them,

The heavy snow blurred their sight, but did not cool their increasingly hot hearts.

"Now it's our turn to tell those self-righteous Miaoerdian people that this farce should be over! We have to go home! Go home! Let the damn Miaoerdian people go to hell!" The fat man raised his fists to the sky in anger. The sound was like a roar against the dark sky.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" There were shouts from the mountains and the sea below. The languages ​​may be different, but on the mainland, the pronunciation of the word is the same. Some troops who don’t know how to shout simply use this simplest and most unified word to express

"You want to mutiny?" Fatty Wang came down from the balcony. Isa Moriel could no longer suppress the doubts in her heart and took the initiative to talk to Fatty for the first time. Everything just now shows that Fatty is going to attack Miao Erdianre, which is a big deal. The strength of the continent's largest military power is far beyond what the little Wikiya can compete with. As a former Wikiya noble, Yi Summeriel still cares about her motherland.

"No!" The fat man shook his head resolutely and replied with a firm voice, "I want to go home. I want them all to go home! We can't let them stay as cannon fodder for the Miao Erdians."

"Why? Could it be that Governor Samour is acting as a good person?" Isa Moriel sneered at the fat man's answer. How could Fatty Samour, who had killed more than 10,000 people, be so kind?

The fat man's recent state has made Isa Mohol's desire for revenge become more and more shaken.

Fatty Samour, who killed his loving father, should be the most evil person in the continent and a cruel and unscrupulous tyrant.

People should hate him, women should spurn him, men should despise him, and even children should urinate on him. Anyway, he is not a human being, he is a beast with no humanity at all! A devil who won't even let a good person like his own father go!

But it was just a month with Fatty. What Isa Moriel saw was a little man who was full of strategy and courage, but also a little shy. He would occasionally quarrel with her and shamelessly order herself to do this and that.

I met him in Riva Cheze before. Compared with those aristocratic elites with great etiquette, Fatty was completely different. He forced Isa Moriel to re-examine her definition of elite aristocrats.

"Perhaps, such a person is worthy of the word hero!" Although Isa Moriel has been reluctant to admit this word in her heart, everything the fat man has done is worthy of the word "hero".

"According to the intelligence report, the first group of the Yin Erdian people has broken through the central fortress of Taranto." The fat man looked at the confused Isa Moriel, took out a secret letter from his pocket and handed it over.

"You know, that was a plan I once proposed, but it was vetoed by the Ruidian people at the time. Now it seems that this plan has actually been implemented long ago. We are just a bunch of baits who don't know anything, dragging out such people with blood and lives. The German main force is a bait. In order to return to the central part as soon as possible, the German main force on the western front will definitely risk their lives with us. This is what the Miao Erdian people hope. When we are all dead, they can easily take care of the tired ones. "Lord"

The fat man paused, and his tone became more helpless, "If we don't want to die, we have to evacuate immediately!"

"Evacuate? Where to evacuate? The Yin Erdian people will not let you escape! The Third Knights will intercept you halfway!" Isa Moriel felt that the fat man must be crazy, and he did not think of such a crazy plan. It can be seen that this is no different from stabbing the Miao Erdians in the back. All the 100,000 cannon fodder coalition troops fled at once, and the Miao Erdians will probably go crazy.

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"Go to Tilburg in Vikia. It's only 2 days away from Tilburg. We can run far enough before the Miao Erdian people react." The fat man showed a sly smile on his lips, and kept untying his hands. The mail buckle on his body saw 2 take a thick fox fur cloak in his hand. Wear this in this weather. Even Chu Shuangxian, a thick fat man, couldn't bear it. There were reddish frost marks on his white skin.

"Tilburg? Isn't that the territory of the Tier family? Don't you want it? Isa Moriel looked at the fat man with a surprised look on her face. She looked at the fat man with horror and contempt. This damn fat man is not an ordinary bad guy! He took the hero by himself. It was a mistake to apply this word to him from the beginning. He is a shameless scoundrel!

"Passing by, just passing by!" The fat man looked embarrassed. Yes, that was Fatty's plan, to lead 100,000 coalition troops to Tilburg. They did walk by, but what they did along the way was hard to say. The coalition generals have a bad impression of the Tire family.

"Isamu Xi'er was completely speechless. Judging from the rogue expression on the fat man's face, even a pig knew the meaning of "passing by". The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, and a hundred thousand hungry coalition troops passed by Tilburg. There is nothing left, poor Tyrians!

"You don't have enough food. Even if they run to Wikiya, they won't be able to return home!" Isa Moriel continued to ask

"No, you are wrong. The fat man finally took off his mail armor with the help of the guards. The white belly was particularly conspicuous, and even Isa Moriel, a woman, had to feel a little jealous. No. I know how fat people take care of themselves, so tender meat can be squeezed out.

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The fat man responded with a trembling voice, "We have food, except for the 100,000 grains in the granary this time. In Samor, I have asked people to prepare enough food for 100,000 people to eat for a month. It is enough to support the army until they leave Wikiya and return home. ".

"Food for 100,000 people!" This time even Isamoor was so shocked that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear. "Samor is also the hardest hit area by the snow disaster. Where did you get so much food?"

"Haha, you don't need to ask, this is a secret!" The fat man had a mysterious smile on his face. There was no answer, and Isa Moriel was gnashing her teeth in anger. Fatty was good at everything else, but he was as narrow-minded as the tip of a needle.

Thick smoke filled the sky above Rutato, and the heavy soldiers of the Samor Army were laden with food and evacuated towards Tilburg, flanked by coalition soldiers dressed as defeated troops. All the other colors of armor were taken off and piled on the carriage, and this huge defeated army headed east. Disappeared from the sight of the Miao Erdian people

News of the fight between the Wikians and the coalition generals reached Amicia's ears on the third day. A new development occurred. To everyone's expectation, the powerful Samor army was defeated that night and was thrown into chaos. The army drove out from Rutato,

It is said that the Marquis de Dustin of Samour almost lost his life in it. Reports came from sentry posts along the way, and the defeated Samor army retreated all the way eastward to the territory of Wikiia. Of course, this was not the strangest thing. The Rutato granary was burned down, and the main force of the 100,000-strong frontline coalition army fled cleanly overnight. That's what makes Amicia crazy

"What the hell is going on!" Amicia's eyes were blood red and her nose was breathing unnaturally with anger. The tall and tall figure kept pacing back and forth in the hall. Below, all the generals of the Third Knights of Mildian lowered their heads and did not dare to gnaw. Bertrand Bonnie lowered her head dejectedly, and the armor on her body was in pieces. , red flaps with blood stains on her arms and legs, and beautiful long silver hair. At this moment, it was covered with black soil and blood. It was draped messily on the shoulders, and his face was pale and scary. His eyes were looking at the ground helplessly, without the heroic appearance of the silver dragon spear before.

"One hundred thousand people, one hundred thousand people disappeared like that overnight? What do you think that is? Even if one hundred thousand pigs ran away, you should have seen it. How did you become the pre-war war supervisor!"

"My subordinates also just received a tip-off. When we arrived at Rutato, everyone was gone!" Bonnie told a lie. Two days after receiving the report, Bolan was filled with excitement. Tebony was completely doused with ice water by the intelligence sent from the front line. The coldness rising from her heart completely made Bonnie lie.

The Sixth Army of the Lods, with 8,000 men, swaggered into the coalition defense line. The Lod forward was only three miles away from the town of Sodoron.

"What's going on?. Berlant Bonnie feels that the world is really crazy. Has the 100,000 coalition forces been defeated? Probably not. He is stationed behind the coalition defense line, let alone the defeat. Even a horse can't Didn't see it.

"The coalition forces have disappeared?" The news from the frontline scouts made Bonnie feel that she was about to collapse. Immediately afterwards, an overwhelming number of German soldiers surrounded her from all directions.

In the town of Sorrendo, only Berlant Bonnie's cavalrymen were stationed. They were not prepared for a head-on confrontation with the Germans. Facing the swarming German troops, the cavalrymen also panicked. They wore simple clothes. Armored men and armed with spears launched a charge towards the Lods.

The muddy snow limited the sprinting speed of the war horses, and the slippery road caused the unprepared retinue of cavalry to fall off their horses. The formation was in chaos. The ax warrior squadron of the Rode Army led the way, and the spinning tomahawks were thrown like cutting straw. Miao Erdian's followers fell off their horses one by one, and there were no heavily armored knights to hold the battle. Ordinary retinue light cavalry were the ones massacred by the Ax Warriors.

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