Realm of Power

In the pale white sky, the earth is sinking into a massacre

Marquis Hassenfu spat out a mouthful of blood and felt that his whole head was buzzing. As the commander of the first echelon of the noble army, the two thousand men under his command collapsed the moment they encountered Harvey's army. It was the light and shadow of swords, and the smell of blood was all around. Marquis Hassenfu, who thought he was pretty good at swordsmanship, felt like he was being sucked into a huge moving whirlpool.

There was hot blood sprinkled on his face next to him. It was the neck of one of his personal guards who had been cut off, and the body fell down. He shouted and rushed forward, weapons collided fiercely, sparks, screams, and blood spilled out. The moment a chain hit his shoulder, he heard someone vaguely shouting "The first one collapsed!" "The Rofu family, the Carson family, the Carotes family, the Starling family... come out!"

Putamia's pretty face was stern. She looked at the first front line that was quickly defeated, and read out a series of names of nobles. Behind her, the messenger cavalry kept running towards the queue of these nobles, and immediately there were three thousand more. The second row of noble troops on the left and right moved towards the nearly collapsed front line, facing the powerful Harvey army. Elite troops, the only advantage of the noble army is the large number of people. If the first line is defeated, the second line will be defeated, and if the second line is defeated, the third line will be used. The noble army is spread out layer by layer, with the heraldic flags of each family. Flying in the wind, making a grinning sound ringing in the ears, and what comes with the wind is the tragic sound of slashing and killing "Kill!"

"Hold them off!"

"Fight them!"

The second front line collided fiercely. Countless spears and spears rushed forward like a forest. The crowds surged together, like huge waves that overwhelmed everything. They violently collided together. Bloody flowers rolled. The soldiers of the noble army and the swords of Harvey The white armor of the warrior was completely intertwined into layers. It's like two beasts devouring each other, and it's hard to tell who is who.

"Archers, prepare!" Putamia raised her hand, and a line of archers lined up behind the noble army raised their bows and arrows neatly towards the sky at a 45-degree angle.

"Shoot!" Putamia's raised right hand came down violently, and countless arrow clusters suddenly shot out, as if they were completely invisible. They were mixed with the Harvey people, and more of them were their own people, and they were thrown out. The clusters of arrows flew around and whizzed mercilessly, puff puff puff! Like rain, it rained down on the Harvey people's assault queue, and batches of crossbow arrows flew up from the rear of the noble army. It was like a huge black net came alive, falling rapidly from the air, and from below the front line where the fierce battle was taking place. Throwing it in, in the rain of arrows, Harvey's army screamed in pain as if they hit an invisible wall. Their bodies shook heavily and they all fell to the ground. Bright red blood flowed along the ground.

"Ah!" At the same time, many arrows shot into the bodies of the noble soldiers from behind. The noble soldiers also howled miserably as arrows fell down one after another.

"These bastards, they even shoot their own people!" This kind of indiscriminate shooting made Harvey's army a little confused. Harvey's army was not heavy armored infantry. Many injured Harvey swordsmen yelled rudely and roared angrily. , but one side was beaten back, and the other side was beaten back The spear spear stabbed out as if it was life-threatening. The result of not retreating was to be pierced by the spear. "Go forward!" The people behind were shouting "Don't move forward!" The people in front were also shouting. Harvey's army was crowded for a while. At the same time, the other party made it clear that he wanted to exchange one life for another! General Harvey's army behind him clenched his fingers together, and his whole face was blue. He only had 10,000 people, but the opponent had more than 30,000. The opponent made it clear that he was bullying himself because he had fewer people and could not afford to die! I really can't afford to die. What is the other party? They are a bunch of rabble. My subordinates are all the elites of the Harvey Kingdom. Each one of them is defeated by a veteran with considerable combat experience. Let alone one for another, one for five. Both of them are at a loss.

"Look, the enemy is scared. There are people on the other side. What are you afraid of? Push them all down. Kill one person and reward three silver trilaterals!"

One of the leading nobles raised his long sword high. When he saw the Harvey people on the opposite side, he stopped and laughed with blood all over his body. The silver coins of the Order State were also called "The Silver Coins" because they were in the form of a triangle with a cross engraved on it. In the country of the Order, a silver trilateral is three months' salary income of ordinary civilians. Although it is not a huge wealth, it definitely has the motivation for the soldiers to move forward desperately. "Damn it, fight, just kill one is enough!" When the reward was mentioned again, the eyes of the soldiers of the noble army turned red. The so-called military morale is a matter of such a moment. The ferocious enemy in front is actually retreating! If you don't kill him, what are you waiting for? Kill, the screams that shook the sky broke out in full force, and the densely packed heads surged forward like rolling waves. The killing front suddenly became distorted and turned into a huge arc-shaped crescent. Although the soldiers of the noble army Their combat power is not strong, but their pounce The momentum of killing, the advantage of large numbers, three against one, four against one, even the strong body armor and chainmail of the Harvey people could not stop the aristocratic army's inferior weapons from hacking away, and they were all killed together. A's blood surge fell down and "blocked it, actually blocked it"

When the soldiers of the noble army behind saw this scene, they were a little frightened by the performance of their own people, and let out a series of low exclamations. They were told that they would be helped by bows and arrows, so they saw the arrow clusters covering them mercilessly, causing The fluctuation was not too big. Although the soldiers were dissatisfied with the above method of killing both the enemy and ourselves, they saw The more than 2,000 people in the first row were killed almost immediately by the opponent. They immediately felt that the decision made above was correct. Such an enemy was completely impossible to fight. The two sides were not on the same level. , if there were no arrow clusters shooting indiscriminately, so that the opponent would not dare to be too presumptuous, wouldn't he be crushed immediately if he rushed forward? "

"Cabri, Etro, Baiji, Kafengpeng...the third row starts"

Putamia's eyes flickered, she tapped the riding crop in her hand lightly, took a deep breath, and read out a series of noble family names in a deep voice. After a series of fierce battles, Putamia, the female priest, Zong already has considerable combat experience. To say that Bu The strategy of the game may be lacking, but she has already reached a certain level in the face of battle. In this battle, her side is just some noble troops with weak combat power, but on the opposite side is Harvey's regular swordsman who far exceeds her in both combat power and armament. It is impossible to win in a head-on confrontation! With the initial results achieved previously, other nobles also understood that Her Royal Highness Putamia was going to use a brutal one-for-one tactic to drag Harvey's army into the quagmire of chaos and use the superiority of the nobles' military strength to the fullest. "Third row, move out!" "Whoosh!" There were bursts of footsteps. The total number of noble troops who received the order in the third row was four thousand. People, and they are the main force formed by the noble guards. Their weapons and equipment exceed those of the first two rows. They are the backbone of the entire battle. After the second row, they drive up in order, with uniform steps, and dense spears like a forest. Generally moving, the tip of the spear with cold light pointed towards the sky, the silent third row advanced on the line, and everywhere there was a white blade like snow.

Seeing this scene, General Harvey's face turned livid, he was silent for a while, and then issued an order: "The entire army retreats and the attack is suspended."

"Sir, what should we do now?" the adjutant asked with hesitation, "report this situation to His Highness Prince Rutelli immediately, we need reinforcements!"

General Harvey took a deep breath with a cold expression on his face. The opponent was really too cunning. The first two rows were full of cannon fodder, but they actually placed the real combat power in the third row. If only the first two rows were replaced one by one, He has to devote at least three to four thousand troops. Only after losing one-third of his troops in battle can he truly start a fight with the opponent's main force! What else is there to fight for? Even if he could afford it, His Highness Prince Rutelli would kill him!

"Sir, the forward army is blocked by the Pudamia army, and Jedalua requests more support!" A galloping Harvey army messenger cavalry stopped in front of Prince Rutelli's horse and reported in a serious voice. "Requesting reinforcements? Jedalua is blocked by the Pudamia army! Make it clearer, are you sure you are right?"

After hearing the news, Prince Rutelli, who was carefully reviewing the map of the southern part of the Order State on horseback, raised his head in surprise. The Putamia army was completely destroyed in the battle in the Atabi Wetland in front. How long has it been? How? Just assemble an army to kill again? And he even made that guy from Jedalua ask for help! As Jedalua's immediate superior, Prince Rutelli and even Jedalua's arrogance are quite famous in the Harvey Army. When they first fought against the Ero Empire, they gritted their teeth and blocked it with 10,000 soldiers. He blocked the advance of a 50,000-strong flanking army from the Ero Empire, and it lasted for three days. In the end, there were less than 2,000 people left in the army. But even so, he did not ask for reinforcements, and in Here, he actually asked for reinforcements!

The messenger cavalry quickly recounted the situation of encountering the resistance of the Potamia Army. Prince Rutelli's relaxed expression immediately changed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. "You mean that the Potamia Army has always been behind us, and It wasn't an accidental encounter, is that what you mean?

Prince Rutelli took a deep breath when he heard it, and felt the coldness on his back. It was so dangerous. If he was fighting with the Imperial Army, or when he was storming the Holy City, tens of thousands of Potamia troops suddenly Killing them from behind would be a tragic result of the overthrow of the entire army. The other party was so tolerant that they followed behind for such a long time. If he hadn't persuaded the Southern Allied Forces to turn south, who knows what would have happened.

"Lord Jedalua thinks so," the messenger cavalry nodded and said. There was a booming sound in the sky. In the pale and cold sky, cold lines fell down like broken beads.

"It's raining at this time?" Prince Rutelli trembled slightly. What was going on? He looked at the sky in surprise. The cold rain hit his cheeks. Once the wetland encounters rain, it will be a quagmire. Raining at this time is not a good sign!

"Send the order immediately. The situation has changed. The entire army has accelerated and must rush out from the Atabi Wetland immediately!" Prince Rutelli's eyes flashed with a sharp look and he ordered in a deep voice. Years of war experience told him that Putami Ya Jun's lurking is no accident. It is probably a huge killing situation in itself. This feeling of danger is right in front of you. Prince Rutelli's hair was a little frayed. Atabi Wetland, a killing trap specially set up by the Southern Allied Forces for the Putamia Army, has now become a place where the Southern Allied Forces feel extremely dangerous. The flat wetland is exactly On the battlefield filled with cavalry, the Potamia army was lurking and waiting. This should be the moment when the imperial cavalry really started to attack!

"Your Highness, do you need to report this situation to the Ikar Army and the Martinli Ya Army?" The cavalryman hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Don't worry about them." Prince Rutelli raised the corner of his mouth slightly with disdain. From the Potamia army's lurking and following, it can be known that they must have colluded with the imperial army in front of them. They attacked from the front and back, from the south to the north. What a good plan. The Holy Capital Army marching north is probably in danger. The Imperial Army may attack at any time, so let the slow-moving Ikar and Martinliya people block it. Now they are not going south, but running for their lives! You can't care about your allies at this time, not to mention the rain that has poured down will definitely turn the wetland into a quagmire. According to the configuration of the heavy armored army of the Ikal Army, it will be even more difficult in such muddy ground. As for Martin Sharptooth people, these greedy guys are still plundering along the way.

"Yes!" The cavalryman nodded.

The rain finally fell on this land,

Prince Mavia, the leader of the Ikar Army, stopped and looked at the large raindrops falling from the sky with an ugly expression. His eyes paused on the soil under his feet. This is troublesome. The Ikar Army is a heavy force. Even if Troop A does not need to be fully armed during the march, the heavy tower shield and spear as tall as a man alone weigh twenty to thirty kilograms. In addition, it is winter again. The armor soaked by the rain was as cold as ice, and the seven or eight thousand Ikar army staggered forward in the mud. "Attention, is there something going on behind? Suddenly there was a shout, and everyone All the Ikars stopped. Prince Mavia looked in the direction of the soldiers' fingers and saw patches of black dots coming from a distance.

"What is it?" Someone asked in a low voice. It was too far away to see clearly, but the Ikar army quickly lowered its big shield, put its spears flat on its front fingers, and erected a line of defense. "It seems to be the Holy City. Army! "Someone exclaimed, and sure enough, as the distance got closer, they saw the flag of the Holy Capital Army. It was the retreat of tens of thousands of people, covering the mountains and woods ahead. Pieces of defeated Holy Capital Army troops marched towards each other like this. "Is the Holy Capital Army defeated?" "Prince Mavia's eyes narrowed slightly, and his hand on the reins of the war horse tightened. Sure enough, the Holy Capital Army advancing north failed. Without the cooperation of the Southern Allied Forces, it was simply a foolish dream for the Holy Capital Army to conquer the Holy Capital. But it didn't. Thinking that these defeated troops of the Holy Capital Army actually ran here, "It's really a gift from God. Send someone to stop them. I want to ask."

Prince Mavia licked his lips excitedly and ordered loudly. He was still concerned about the life and death of the new pope. During this period, he was quite attentive to the new pope. On the one hand, the new pope looked really beautiful. On the other hand, , also has his own considerations. If he can establish a relationship with the Pope, then The Kingdom of Ikar will undoubtedly be able to gain more benefits and take the initiative from the side of the Order State, which is a good thing for the country and privately. Now that the Holy Capital Army has failed, it is better. As long as the new Pope is brought back to the Kingdom of Ikar, it is equivalent to bringing the new pope back to the Kingdom of Ikar. The nominal national power of the Order State is in the hands of the Kingdom of Ikar, which is a great achievement! "Yes, Your Highness the Prince!" The general in charge of the battle nodded and shouted to his subordinates in formation, "The eighth and ninth teams move forward a hundred meters to stop them!" "Wow" the heavy tower shield was lifted, and the two Thousands of Ikar heavy infantry pushed forward from the array, boom! A thunder shook the sky, and black mist rolled into the sky. Purple thunder and lightning flickered on and off, and the defeated army of the Holy Capital Army was getting closer and closer. When they saw the array of the Ikars in front, they not only had no intention of stopping, but instead accelerated towards them.

I saw in front of the two thousand Ikal Army, a large number of defeated troops came roaring like a mountain torrent and a tsunami. Suddenly a cold light flashed, and the rushing Holy Capital Army's defeated army slammed into the array of two thousand Ikar Army. "Kill!" The sound of the explosion caused the whole world to explode, just like the rocks blocking the flood. The weapons flew, blood spattered, and hissed tragically. The armor of the Ikar heavy infantry was hit hard by a powerful and heavy blunt object, and the sound of broken bones was heard in the body. The array of two thousand Ikar troops was embedded almost immediately.

The astonishing number of the Holy Capital Army was like a flood that submerged a dike, drowning the two thousand Ikar heavy infantry. This scene made other Ikar soldiers a hundred meters away dumbfounded. What happened? Are these Holy Capital Army’s defeated troops crazy?

"The Holy Capital Army is the enemy. They are not fleeing, they are attacking us!"

I don't know who shouted. Prince Mavia's face was dull, and his bow string trembled with a buzzing sound. The sound of breaking through the air was sharp and loud, and the arrows shot out like sharp arrows tearing the air apart. A white line suddenly shot into the body of a general next to Prince Mavia.

The general of the Ikar Army was wearing a standard heavy armor and had no time to react.

"Pah!" The front end of the arrow cluster sank into his shoulder without stopping. Then lift it up diagonally and pass it out from the other end with the last remaining strength. A big hole was opened in the neck! That General Ikar didn't even make a sound, and with blood raining all over the sky, he turned over and fell to the ground.

"Attention, side, Imperial Cavalry!"

Prince Mavia felt like he was going crazy. He heard shouts from the side, and saw a black line appearing on the side slope. The imperial battle flag swayed in the white rain, and the black armor shone coldly. The earth was trembling violently. Thousands of cavalrymen raised their bows and arrows in the air. Countless arrow clusters seemed to spread oval wings, covering the world.