Realm of Power

Shan Wu sincerely thanked Imperial Cat for voting. Blade Zhuo cast his vote. The cold winter rain hit the withered and yellow frozen soil of Teton Talis and turned into white mist.

Farmer Utel moved his body and gave the only relatively clean corner to a couple who had just arrived. He chose a place next to the wall and sat down.

His wife clung to him. You rested your head on his shoulder tiredly. Daughter in arms. Already asleep, this three-year-old little guy has soft hair and long eyelashes.

However, due to lack of food, the child's originally rosy face has become emaciated and sunken. Exuding unhealthy cyan color.

Utair looked back. The couple who took over their corner position, the woman, had fallen asleep leaning against the corner, while the man in his forties nodded gratefully to him.

Utair waved his hand. I am not a good person, so I stepped aside because the woman was pregnant.

Maybe he was frightened. When she came here, her face was pale and looked worrying. in this world. If the Tetontalis themselves don't help the Tetontalis, how can they survive this day?

Utel gently brushed the hair of his daughter that fell over his eyes, and quietly looked at the street in front of him where he had stayed for nearly twenty days. The streets were already overcrowded.

Maybe it's because everyone has received the same news. The Tyrian army is encircling and suppressing the rebels. All farmers must concentrate in several areas, otherwise they will be regarded as rebels.

so. Everyone in the nearby village. All gathered here. Now. Some people sat quietly on the side of the road, and some people shuttled among the crowd, trying to find an open space. There were also some people gathered around, talking in all directions.

"Tap", there was another sound of horse hooves in the distance,

The chaotic crowd around them all stood up nervously, and two knights led a group of neat soldiers carrying spears through the street.

I heard that there were rioters in the city of Ossa in front of me. All the nobles were killed, and the food hoards were divided up by the mob. The regular army of the Tire family was clearing out the rebels.

Three groups of soldiers have passed in one morning. The towering smoke from the city of Ossa could be seen from more than ten miles away. Although no one saw the rebels in person, they could tell from the nervous expressions of the soldiers and the cold spears. Things must be pretty intense there.

"Honored Knight, please give me something to eat." An old man covered in mud on the roadside. I don’t know if I’m dizzy from hunger or if I have mental problems. Ignoring the galloping horses, he staggered to the middle of the road. Two knights stretched out their hands.

"Go away, untouchable!" The two galloping knights didn't even look at the old man. They rode directly over the old man. There was a horrifying sound of bones breaking, and the old man was knocked away like a torn sack. The knights As if he was still dissatisfied, he raised the whip in his hand and walked away with the soldiers, leaving only the old man's body lying in the mud in the corner like a shrimp.

"That's the knight from Tilburg?" My wife Frere's voice was trembling. The old man's miserable condition made everyone awe-inspiring. The knights' hard-hearted hearts added a bit of chill to the miserable victims.

The roaring sounds all around quickly drowned out the silence just now. The old man's body was dragged into the dark alley by a few homeless people. Although everyone saw it, no one stopped him. Hunger will turn people into beasts, and every night there will always be Someone will go missing. Everyone is already used to this situation.

"Why are they treating us like this! Don't the Cavaliers claim to be our protectors of expansion?"

His wife Freya's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of crying, and she covered her face with a pair of thin, thin hands and lowered her head.

The long-term hunger made her originally beautiful complexion turn yellow and ugly. Her long hair, as black as satin, was cut like unkempt grass and hung fluffily on her forehead.

She has gone through a lot of vicissitudes this month. In the past, her wife was always laughing, but now she is staring blankly with beautiful and haggard eyes. The dull and helpless look in her eyes makes Utel feel like a knife.

"Are we still going north?" His wife Freya raised her head, her face was horribly pale, and her cheeks had an unnatural blush.

Hunger tortured everyone, and the entire Tetontalis was filled with hungry people. The pure white snow could not cover up the corpses piled up on the roadside. Countless villages and towns have become silent graveyards of death. The prosperous city has become a world of rioters. Only by going north and entering the Tire family's main castle can we get a chance of survival.

"Yeah!" Utel nodded vigorously. He turned his head to prevent his hesitant eyes from being seen by his wife.

In fact, he himself was not sure about his wife's problem. More than a month ago, when the heavy snow fell for seven consecutive days, Utel's heart was broken by the wheat fields that were frozen into popsicles.

Heavy snow flooded villages and froze crops to death. The rivers were frozen, except for the hunters in the forest. Almost no one was able to find food. After a period of panic, large swathes of victims without food for the winter arrived. The remaining people had no choice but to flee if they did not want to starve to death.

Originally, Utel was planning to flee to the relatively stable Wocheze in the south, but the Morens family blocked the border, and now there is only one way to the north.

"Tap tap" The sound of horse hooves sounded again from the street corner. Five knights galloped over, stopped in the middle of the street, and looked at the gathered victims with fearful eyes. The leading knight, Jushi Kawakawa, did not mean to speak. He waved his hand to his subordinates behind him. A notice was posted on the wall by the knights, and then the five knights disappeared into the distance with a whirlwind.

"What?"

Curious victims gathered around and pointed at the notice one by one. Someone read loudly to the notice, "The Tyr family informs the Teton Talis victims that according to the guidance of the gods, the Tyr family, as glorious as the sun, will be in Titon." Tilburg will solve all food problems for everyone. Everyone must arrive at Tilburg within twenty days.

"The Tyr family is going to distribute food." The victims were silent for a moment, and then let out loud shouts of joy, "Go to Tilburg! Go to Tilburg!" The good news spread quickly among the victims.

"I just said that the gentlemen of Tilburg will not leave us alone!" Utel felt ashamed of his hesitation just now. He helped his wife Freila up with joy on his face, and put his wife on the cart behind him. Wearing a shabby blanket, and their only daughter Wu Tailan, they followed the rolling crowd and headed north, onto the streets that were bustling with people just now. It suddenly became much deserted

evening. The fat man came here with the Guards Cavalry. The fiery red sunset shone on him. He came to inspect the progress of the plan. Generally speaking, it was good. Most of the victims at the five gathering points had left. Lisaste came from the front on a war horse. Holding some notices in his hand that he had not yet posted, he waved to the fat man with excitement.

"Sir, Ji Ge is going very smoothly! All the victims believe that the fake notice we issued is true, and they are flocking to Tilburg. Your Excellency, you still have a way to trick the victims into going to Tire in the north with just a few pieces of paper. Fort. This way we don’t have to take any more coercive measures!”

Lisaste paused with a strange look on his face. "To be honest, I really can't do anything to drive away these miserable victims! They are all pitiful people."

"Have all the victims at the assembly points moved?" Fatty asked with a cautious look on his face. This time, 30,000 Vedic people out of the 100,000 coalition troops stayed in McGarrens. There are still 70,000 troops divided into two groups. One group is composed of the Samor army and the Dorok people, and goes south to Teton Talis. The other group is composed of the Samanthus and Kujit people, and goes north to McEnt.

The troops going south were led by Fatty himself. The honest man Badeker did not want to drive away the victims. Voluntarily leading more than 20,000 Rocks and 8,000 men from Tyre family general Mateus to confront each other in the city of Ossa. Fatty was solely responsible for the task of driving away the victims, in order to achieve the goal of driving away the victims without bloodshed. The fat man came up with this trick of "fake notices". It seems that the effect is pretty good now. Except for a small number of victims who are unable to move due to hunger, most of the victims have chosen to go north.

"Yes, my subordinates have sent people to observe carefully beforehand. There are probably more than 50,000 disaster victims. I believe that even if the Tire people are well prepared, they will be overwhelmed by this flood of victims!" Lisasta said with a full face. of excitement,

"That's fine, if you have a choice. I don't want to forcefully drive away the victims! Now I can only wait until we capture Tilburg and then find a way to compensate them!" The fat man heard Lisaste's answer and nodded with satisfaction. Swinging the riding crop to Lisaste

"Come on, follow me to the southern border. The Southern Army's 100,000 tons of frozen fish should be on their way! By the way, arrangements will be made to take over the Teton Talis area. There are still many areas here where the victims are in rebellion. It's not too late for us to celebrate now. morning.

In the square of Omu city, the night is high, and the burning light covers the city of Omu city.

Facing the Dorok army that suddenly appeared behind him. Mateus wisely chose to retreat to the city. The Tyrian army held a confrontation with the Doroks for an entire afternoon based on the city wall. Half of the low city wall had collapsed during the day's siege battle. If it hadn't been for the fifth banner of Tyr The group arrived in time. The Doroks had already stormed into the city,

Mateus didn't know where these Dorok people came from. The dark soldiers seemed to have emerged from the ground. This place was separated from Dorok by an entire Kingdom of Myrdian, thousands of miles away. Could it be that Did these Doroks fall from the sky?

"What the hell! Where did these Doroks come from?" Mateus muttered angrily, and the light of the flames made his face darken and lighten. He was lying on the top of the city, looking at the Dorok people who had formed a military formation outside the city with confused eyes. The torches outside the city were as bright as the stars in the night sky. They were holding torches and setting up a military formation. The 20,000 Tyrians seemed quiet. Terrible, with no sign of chaos at all. Dense spears

Mateus's 8,000-man army now only has 1,000 soldiers left. Including the Fifth Banner Regiment that came for reinforcements, there are now only 8,000 soldiers. Based on the densely packed torches outside the city, Mateus judged that at least 1,000 soldiers were left. There are 20,000 people,

Mateus does not think that the soldiers of the Tire family can compare with the powerful Dorok people. The huge disparity in military strength makes Mateus' stubborn defense no longer suspense. The shadow of death hangs over the in his mind

Dorok people have always been famous for their rigidity and strict discipline. Dorok warriors are the best soldiers in battle. This is recognized by the mainland. All Dorok people must receive discipline training starting from the age of ten. Their interviewer said, “True warriors are not born, but are created through rigorous training and iron discipline.

Baozi decided to break out this month! ,break out!