Realm of Power

Eryi sincerely thanked Can for "voting?" and fulfilled his dream of buying buns with monthly votes. …

At the shattered gate of McGarrens, countless heavily armored soldiers holding large siege shields poured in through the shattered hole. A centurion was quickly overwhelmed by the surging crowd. The Dorok heavy spearmen showed extremely strict discipline and fighting ability.

Facing the arrows rained down by the defenders, the Doroks' thick and long soldiers formed a queue and pressed up like a wall of steel thorns. The Tyrian defenders on the opposite side could only retreat and helplessly He used his bow and arrows to fight back, and the arrowheads struck the shield feebly.

The sharp spears of the Doroks pierced the weak defenses of the Tyrians. The last few dozen defenders were pushed off the city wall more than ten meters high, and screams echoed on the surrounding rock walls.

"Hurry up! Smoke out these bastards!" A soldier from the Samor siege brigade stood at the entrance of the hidden soldier cave on the city road, shouting loudly behind him. The Tyrian soldiers inside were raising their spears and waiting in full formation. Wait for the enemy to rush in from outside

A group of coalition soldiers quickly used torches to light the timber supports piled in the corner, and threw them into the Tibetan soldier cave where the defenders might be hiding. Thick smoke billowed, and the defenders inside let out a violent cough, and had no choice but to run out in despair. , was stabbed to death in the city road by the coalition soldiers who had been waiting for a long time. The corpses were piled up all over the city road. There are more than a thousand

Fire quickly broke out from the walls and arrow towers of Megarens. Thick smoke enveloped the entire fortress, filled with death and killing. The two sides fought and fell in the struggle room by room and road by road. The arrows fired at each other crossed the sky like locusts.

"Get these rats out!" for this situation. The Doroks, who were good at sieges, were very experienced. They arranged their spears in a formation, lit the wooden houses with torches, and drove out the defenders hidden inside. Then he was impaled on the road with a spear

The fighting continued until noon. Facing the tens of thousands of coalition troops pouring into the fortress, the desperate resistance of the Tyrians became insignificant. Lancent, the commander of Tire, led the last hundred guards to retreat into the inner city in the center of the fortress, using a strong inner fort for the final resistance.

When trying to persuade him to surrender failed, the coalition forces used more than a dozen heavy trebuchets on the four corners to smash the middle inner city into ruins. When the coalition forces cleared him out of the ruins. Half of his head was smashed off by the collapsing stone, and he looked into the distance with empty eyes.

"Everything is over!" When the fat man entered McGarrens, it was already the end of the battle. The fighting in the distance had subsided. A dozen Samor guards were holding swords in their hands, standing around vigilantly. Hundreds of weapons Broken corpses lay scattered at the city gate.

The broken fortress gate was stained with blood, and broken weapons were scattered everywhere. The fierce fighting just now seemed like a dream. There were soldiers carrying corpses everywhere, and the burning fragments of the Tire family flag hung on the scorched black ground. on the wooden pole. It seems that the strong wind will blow away at any time, and the fire in the house rolls thick black smoke straight into the sky.

"Hey! Look, who is that, our humble Eagle of Wikia?"

The Great Elder of Shamandu, Meiqi Wumu, had an excited face, with a few pieces of soot flying in the air on his face. He was holding a short-handled scepter that represented power in his hand. His thick mail armor was rustling, and he was followed by more than a dozen people. A fully armored shamandu warrior. The eyes of these warriors are as sharp as lightning, and their limbs are obviously much thicker than others. The curved sword in their hands is pointed at the front and wide at the back, like the curved beak of a falcon. "Shamandu Arc Moon Knife!" The fat man's eyes shined, He was very curious about the scimitar in the hands of the Shamandu warriors. The strange arc of the sword made this kind of sword look weird, but the fat man knew that it was this strange arc that gave this kind of sword a sharpness that was different from ordinary.

The sharp blade has a weirdly curved front end. "It gives people a sense of danger that tears the air." It can easily split a warrior's armor. It is recognized as the sharpest light combat knife in the mainland. The Shamandu Arc Moon Knife is the symbol of the senior warriors of Shamandu, Senheli God Guards. . Its price on the black market even exceeds one thousand gold coins, and it is the favorite self-defense weapon of mercenaries and hunters.

"We were just talking about this legendary battle, and we defined this battle as revenge!" Mezi Ebony seemed very interested. He grabbed the fat man and kept talking, "To the west of McGarrens is McEnt. Beyond that is the disgusting Tilburg! That’s where all the supplies that Tiernat’s fat pig ate are taken back at once!”

Occupying Lemegalens is tantamount to opening the door to the Tire family. The coalition leaders are very optimistic about the prospects of their opponents. Thinking that Tire Fort, which has a large amount of supplies stored in it, is not far to the north, everyone is excited, a kind of revenge. The pleasure spreads throughout the army. Didn't your Tire family deduct military supplies? I will go to your house to get it in person.

"Revenge! What a name! This will definitely become a legend among Yunyou poets." The fat man nodded with surprise on his face. He didn't expect that the leader of the coalition would have such hatred for the Tire family.

"This is an opportunity worth taking advantage of!" The fat man's heart moved and he continued to praise a few more words. Meiqi Ebony's face glowed with praise. The wrinkles on his face seemed to be flattened, and his mouth was smiling from ear to ear. This is the praise of the famous Wikiya Eagle! , in response to the fierce praise, Meiqi Wumu felt like he was flying, ※

"In order to make this name more meaningful, I suggest that the original plan be slightly modified." The fat man felt that the heat was about the same, and made a secret gesture, took the map from the guard, spread it out in front of Mei Qi Ebony, and placed his fingers on the map Swipe up and say in a serious voice

"According to intelligence, there is a major riot among the victims in the Teton Talis area on our left. We can definitely march into Teton Talis. Then drive the victims north to Tilburg. This will not only aggravate the chaos in Tilburg, but also alleviate our The resistance encountered during the attack on Tilburg.

The fat man paused for a moment and looked at the frowning Meiqi Wumu. "The mountain of Tilburg is steep, and it is the nest of the Tier family that has been in business for hundreds of years. Not only is the city wall solid, but it is also garrisoned with the most elite troops. According to intelligence, at least There are still two flag regiments with thousands of people. If we attack without authorization. I'm afraid it won't be captured in a short time, but if these victims attack, I believe that Tilburg will be shaken from within first! There are many soldiers whose relatives are among the victims. They will not sit back and watch their relatives starve to death or freeze to death. As long as there is civil strife in Tilburg, we will attack Tilburg again. I believe it will be much easier.”

"This may be a bit difficult! Because we don't have enough food!" Meiqi Wumu did not expect that Fatty would propose such a plan, and thought for a while with a serious face. He shook his head regretfully, "We only have enough food for ten days at most. Even after we capture Tilburg, we have to wait until your food arrives before we can continue northward to Kugit, bypass Myerdian, and embark on the return journey. On the way home, if we deviate from the original plan, I’m afraid our food will become a big problem!”

"Don't worry about this!" In order to achieve this plan, the fat man decided to spend a lot of money and said decisively, "The Teton Talis area is just above my home. It turns out that because of the local defenders, I had to move from Ziva Che." Then transport food, now that It is full of disaster victims and a small number of Tyrian troops. If we can open up the line to Tetontalis, it will only take three days at most to transport my food from Wocheze, and then we can follow safely. Chaos behind the victims entering Tilburg?

Exchange food for territory, that's what the fat man planned. This is a crazy plan. The Myridian people can use food to drive the coalition forces into battle. He can also use food to push the coalition forces to fight for him. Of course, the prerequisite for this is to have enough reputation and food. After two months of getting along, Fatty used his sincerity to gain the trust of the coalition leaders. Now we just need to solve the food problem

This heavy snowstorm has made Samour's food very tight, but this is compared to the severely affected central and northern parts. In the south, food is still relatively abundant. The most important thing is that it is very far from Wocheze and Zivacheze. Recently, of the two regions, one is a major grain-producing county and the other is rich in aquatic products.

The cold doesn't freeze the sea. From the moment they received Fatty's letter, the Southern Legion and the Dillens family went all out to recruit sea fish. Offered a sky-high price of ten silver coins in exchange for one hundred catties of fish.

The produce of these seas is inexhaustible. It won't rot in winter, and it only needs to be frozen with snow to last for more than a month. Under Samor's incentive policy, a large number of scum people flocked to the sea, and the calm sea was covered with light boats and warships. Unicorn battleship. Samor's many-legged ships also came to join in the fun, and even the warships of the Hulin tribe, who made a living by plundering, also appeared.

Piles of surging fish were pulled up by net ropes and transported to Wocheze and Riwencheze. In just one or more months, hundreds of thousands of tons of frozen sea fish were miraculously collected. Samor The strong transportation capacity and appeal are undoubtedly reflected. Even an army of 100,000 people is enough to last for two months.

In McGarrens Fortress, more than ten torches illuminated the west corner of the castle. Because the inner city of the castle was smashed into ruins by trebuchets, the coalition leaders had to gather in this relatively clean area. Discussing the new plan proposed by the fat man "I think this plan is feasible! I believe everyone knows Lord Dustan's wisdom." The firelight shone on the face of Kujit Chief Officer Chigosa. He was expressing his firm support for Fatty's plan with a full face of approval, "Now that we have reached this point, since there is no turning back, I choose to believe Lord Dustan!"

Chigosa has been a staunch supporter of the Fat Man from the beginning. First, out of awe of Fatty, the confrontation that night made Chigoza still wake up from his dream. Secondly, Fatty privately promised to support his tribe with one hundred thousand grains. This was a real benefit, not for food, not for Hungry tribes, no Kujit is willing to help the enemy Gerdians,

Compared to the Miao Erdian people who like to take advantage of others secretly, Samor's reputation is much better in this regard. At least the exchange of tens of thousands of loads of food for prisoners was as sincere as a stone in the eyes of the straightforward Kugits.

Baozi is here to wish you all great success. Happy National Day, may you make a lot of money, may your future be bright, and all those who work overtime will receive a hundred times overtime pay!