Realm of Power

"You slept soundly! Fat Wu's unique round face with water chestnuts appeared in front of his eyes, and his eyes looked innocent in the past. At this moment, it was like a sharp cold light flashing, even though it was dark night , still makes people feel heart palpitating,

"This is probably the true face of this overlord of Wikidia!" Urencuse's heart tightened, feeling an unspeakable pressure rushing towards him, a kind of heavy and suffocating pressure. Something, invisible, intangible, emanating directly from the human heart

Dylan Skuse follows Fatty for these two months. It is the most peaceful two months in Samor. The territory of Tire is in full swing. On weekdays, Fatty always wears a slightly pale fat face and bulges two eyes that are always full of bloodshot eyes. He rushes to and from Tire. He arranged tasks to restore production in various places in Tire, personally visited the relocated villages to appease the fears of the Tire natives, and occasionally held one or two banquets to win over the hearts of some small nobles in Tire.

His naive demeanor made everyone ignore his title of "Kingdom God of War". He was more like a country rich man who focused on counting his belongings, so much so that Dylan Skuse doubted his previous choice. Is there really a future with this man?

Until the war broke out, the fat man in front of him challenged the mainland overlord Miao Erdian as his concubine, wiped out the Sixth Knights in the Jerbo Plain, and marched straight into the Dehreim area. The fire burned Wen Zhilun and forced the city of Dehrim to surrender. All of them reveal the majestic domineering power of the Kingdom’s God of War and his iron-blooded style of revenge.

Only by entering the Samor army can we know how terrifying this army is.

From powerful weapons to soldiers who are not afraid of death. The high fighting power and rich rewards make this army that never gives up like a ferocious beast armed to the teeth, daring to tear into pieces and crush anyone who provokes.

The fat man looked at the confused Dylan Skuse with a glimmer of appreciation in his eyes. The trebuchet commanded by his brother-in-law caused the Miao Erdian people to suffer a big loss. As the future son-in-law of Dylans's forces, Fatty also feels that he has a bright face, at least he will not be pointed at his spine and scolded as "nepotism!"

A smile appeared on the corner of the fat man's mouth and he said, "You did a good job during the day! Although you only withstood 2 waves of attacks and abandoned the first line of defense, at least it delayed the time I needed. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here to see you now." . But the law enforcement team is here.”

"Sir, what are you doing?

. ? "Dylan Skuse came back to his senses from the confusion. Isn't Fatty Fatty sitting in Dehreim City? How did he expect to come to this slope front line where corpses would be littered with corpses at any time in the middle of the night?

"I'm here to save you!" Fatty said straight to the point, "You don't think I really want you to die here, do you? I, the Samor soldier, are not afraid of death. But we must die in a worthwhile way. There are 20,000 elite members of the Northern Army here. Yes. I am the most elite force in Samor. If you all die, I will not be heartbroken!"

"I have ordered Caesar Sauron to lead the army to evacuate the slope at night. You should also lead the people to evacuate together immediately. The Gerdians at the foot of the mountain should launch an offensive soon! If you don't want to be trampled to pieces by war horses, leave now!"

"Evacuate?" Dylan Skuse looked surprised. He raised his head and looked around, only to find that there were people moving around. Next to the trebuchet, countless soldiers were dismantling the trebuchet and placing thick components on it. On the flat carriage, the crossbowmen who were fighting fiercely during the day were shirtless. Struggling to drag the heavy ballistas up the hillside,

Except for the crossbowmen in the front row of the camp who were on guard, everyone seemed to be moving, and the noisy and lively sounds made the entire top of the mountain feel like boiling water. On the contrary, the Miao Erdian camp at the foot of the mountain was eerily quiet, with infinite murderous intent revealed in the silence.

"Sir, do we have to give up here? Doesn't this mean that the whole of Dehrim is handed over to the Myridians?" The scene in front of him made Direnscu more and more confused.

"Oh, that's what you think?" The fat man glanced at Dylan Skuse in surprise, with a sense of relief in his eyes. Unexpectedly, this former Dylan Skuse admiral also had a certain understanding of land warfare. , Dylan Skuse is right, behind this slope is the "flat" Dehreim plain. Without this last barrier, tens of thousands of Myridian cavalry will overwhelm Dehrem without any hindrance. Mu City, At that time, several lines of cavalry will advance together to sweep, and the Samorian army, which is dominated by infantry regiments, will have no choice but to retreat to Dehrim City or retreat to Jalpo, whichever it is. It's all a disaster. It's impossible for the tens of thousands of elite cavalry to make the Vekia army advance and retreat as they wish. To be able to see the consequences of this series of events requires a certain amount of ability!

The fat man nodded slightly with a calm expression. He said with a serious expression, "You are right. Under normal circumstances, it is true. The plain is the death place for infantry. This is a saying that all Wikians know. But for our Samor army, this sentence has the opposite effect." Come here and say, because we have defeated cavalry troops on plain terrain countless times, and it is the same this time. Your mission has been completed well. Now it is my turn!"

"But if we evacuate like this, wouldn't those dead Union soldiers die in vain?" Dylan Skuse's face was filled with pity, and he clenched his fingers, trembling slightly with excitement.

There was no fear that these words would anger Fatty, the supreme commander of the Samorian army. Although Dylan Skuse from the Southern Army had only been in contact with the Northern Army for one day, this day had already made this man from the sea become dissatisfied with this style of work. The military, which is tough and has a strong sense of attack, has a sense of identity.

Most of the prestige of the strongest army in Wikiia is due to the Northern Army, which is hot-blooded and leaking. The unrestrained northern man is indeed born with an infectious energy

When the fat man heard this, his face turned slightly dark. Looking at the fire at Yin'erdian camp, he was silent for a while, then turned around and said, "It's a good thing that you have this unyielding fighting spirit, but if you want to be an excellent military commander, you must know how to retreat when you are young." It’s for better progress!”

The fat man waved his hand to Lawrence Kusai, who still wanted to argue, and said forcefully, "Retreat is a military order. Whether it is right or wrong, it is not for you to judge! If it were not for the sake of our relationship, I would not follow you. Those who say so much, remember! Obedience is the first rule of the army!"

"Yes! I'll take people to evacuate right away!" Dylan Skuse heard the fat man say harsh words, so he stood up unwillingly and gave the fat man a knight's salute. It wasn't until the fat man led the people away into the night that Dylan Skuse put down his saluting hand. He looked at it with a regretful expression.

The morning star in the sky emits a white halo. The arc of the sky revealed a faint hint of white, as the last group of crossbowmen withdrew from the fence. The bustling slope defense line fell into a dead silence.

"Pa!" The second fence of the slope defense line was dragged out of a large opening by two Myerdian light cavalry holding nooses. Talmadge rode on the horse and watched the elite cavalry under his command filed in. The retreating Vecian army It was littered with debris. Because the retreat was too hasty, even the erected rebel horses were not brought down, many tents were not packed away, and all kinds of debris were piled around. He looks like a bereaved dog.

The noise last night did not go unnoticed by the keen Talmadge. On the issue of whether to pursue or not, the flag captains of each team argued fiercely, but the coach Talmadge chose to remain silent.

The Yin Erdian army did not receive the order to pursue. I can only watch helplessly as the Wikiya army moves away cleanly.

"Captain Talmadge, why did you let the Vekians go so easily?" The Miaoer Dianqian commander who had accused Hu Tuima yesterday stopped his horse beside Talmadge with a livid face. ,

Turunani was a staunch proponent of pursuing the Vecian army, and was filled with anger at Talmadge's indecision at the critical moment. But Talmezzi is the highest officer of the Eighth Knights after all, and Turunani can also express his dissatisfaction with his eyes.

"What! Are you questioning me?" Talmadge's face was cold and his eyes were sharp.

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"This is not what I meant!" The angry Turunani couldn't help but feel tense at the sight, secretly regretting his own lapse. He quickly said with a smile, "I just thought that if our army could seize the opportunity to pursue the victory last night, we might be able to annihilate the Vekia army!"

"Really! Does the leader of the Turun Banner know how many Vekians there are in Dehrim?" Talmez sneered at the corner of his mouth.

For this arrogant flag captain. Talmadge had been dissatisfied for a long time, but he had to bear it down because of the huge family power behind him.

The Turun family was one of the top lords in the Northern Territory, and offending such a big family would not be good for one's career. Talmez suppressed his dissatisfaction, pointed with the riding crop in his hand at the Dehreim plain behind the slope and said loudly, "According to our internal report in Dehrem, the Vekians dispatched six flag regiments to stop us this time. , a total of 40,000 of the most elite troops, And we encountered only half of them! There were 20,000 troops who also left Dehrim City two days ago. Although their destination is unknown, judging from the large-scale movement traces, they should be heading in this direction. Does the commander of Turun Banner still think that we should pursue him last night? "

"My lord, you are saying that the Wekiya army wanted to ambush us last night!" Turunani's face changed slightly. If they were really ambushed by the powerful crossbows of the Vecians in the dark night, I'm afraid their own troops would be depleted. People can come back alive

Talmez did not speak, but the look on his face already agreed with Turunani's guess. He was silent for a long time and said, "The gate of Dehreim has been opened. In front of the absolutely powerful cavalry, I believe that even Vikia People who want to cause trouble have no chance!"

"That's what the adults said!" Turunani nodded in agreement.

"Woo!" A burst of urgent trombone sound suddenly came from the top of the slope, and a group of Geridian cavalry ran over at lightning speed. "Report to the captain, a group of Vecian cavalry was found at the top of the slope!" Unfinished lines continue, such as If you want to know about the funeral, please log in for more chapters and support