Realm of Power

In the distance, in the dark night, there was silence, but no one was paying attention to the bend of the river three miles away.

Dozens of figures are holding their breath nervously. These figures are wearing the robes of the desert people, divided into white, gray, and black. Standing at the front of everyone is an old man with bright eyes and an abrupt inward curved nose, gray and white. Their hair was wrapped under a white turban, their figure was lowered, their eyes were just staring at the direction of the fight, flashing with a bright luster. They were all the chiefs of various tribes in the desert, and the old man standing at the front was He is the most noble Great Elder Khufu,

"Great Elder, what if the imperial army knows that we sent people to quietly inform the Aden people that the imperial army has discovered them and seeks revenge from us afterwards?" A desert chief looked away from a distance and asked with a worried look.

The voice of the great elder Khufu was calm but gave people a sense of strength. "The imperial army entered Slam, and the Aden army avoided fighting. It was we who gave the imperial army a fair chance to fight against the Aden army. As for the empire, We don’t need to consider the army’s revenge at all, because no matter who wins in the end, if you want to truly get Slam, you must rely on me, the Desert Clan.”

"What the Great Elder means is that we will help whoever has the upper hand? Hearing the words of the Great Elder Khufu, the desert patriarch took a breath, with a look of understanding on his face, and said with some uncertainty in his voice

"I hope you will not forget that Slam is our Slam, not from the empire, nor from the Aden people." In the wrinkled eyes of the Great Elder Khufu, the light blue eyes were as deep as the night sky, and the corners of his mouth were slightly With a smile, the power of these words immediately moved the faces of other desert patriarchs.

"The Great Elder is thoughtful. This is Slam, our Slam. No one can make the decision except us."

"Whether it's the empire or the people of Aden, they are just passers-by to us desert people, so it is our right to decide who to hand over Slam to."

The origin of Khufu is very mysterious. He does not belong to any tribe in the desert. He suddenly appeared in the Slam Oasis thirty years ago. With his superb medical skills and rich knowledge, he quickly gained the respect of the senior officials of all tribes in the desert. During the war between the desert tribes and the Aden people four years ago, he stood firmly on the side of the desert tribes and guided the desert tribes Several defeats of the Aden army encircled and suppressed them, and finally forced the Kingdom of Aden to agree to the conditions for the various ethnic groups in the desert to inhabit the Slam Oasis. In the following ten years, the Great Elder Khufu not only did not take the opportunity to interfere in the affairs of various ethnic groups, but also Moreover, he also recruits disciples and teaches knowledge among various tribes in the desert, which makes all tribes respect him as the great elder of the desert.

In this war related to the future of the Slam Oasis, all ethnic groups naturally thought of the Great Elder Khufu.

Staring somewhere in the darkness in the distance, the great elder Khufu's breathing was a little heavy. Letting the desert people intervene in the competition between the two behemoths, the Empire and the Kingdom of Aden, was already dancing on a tightrope, because once the empire won, or the Aden people won, , there must be opinions about the desert people deliberately pushing the two armies onto the battlefield to start a deadly fight, so this is an extremely dangerous adventure. For the desert people, the empire is powerful, but the Slam Oasis is far away from the empire's power. It is still too far away, and the interests of supporting the empire are not obvious. But the Aden people have obviously adopted a strangulation policy towards the Grand Oasis and can no longer be relied on.

It’s not that no one suggested that it would be better to take this opportunity to directly seize control of the Slamu Oasis. Some desert tribes even proposed to establish a desert kingdom in Slamu. However, this proposal was immediately rejected by other desert tribes. Rejected "We have offended the Aden people and rejected the empire. Once both sides completely restrict the entry of any materials into Slam, how can we, the more than 200,000 desert people, survive, even though we have reclaimed land in the south reaches of the Slam oasis. Some grain fields, but that’s not enough to support so many of us.”

"We can solve the food shortage through hunting in the forest!" the desert chief who proposed the founding of the country said nonchalantly.

"Are you kidding? Even if the Slam Oasis is only a hundred miles away, even if everything is covered with trees, it is impossible for us to feed more than 200,000 desert tribesmen through hunting. The prey needs a growth period, and Slam The woodland is located in the desert, and the number of prey is extremely limited. If you kill a lot, you will lose a lot! "

The firm opposition made the patriarch look ugly, but he had to admit that the idea of ​​relying on hunting to solve the food gap was too naive. He had to find a support point between the empire and the Aden people. Should he choose the empire or the Aden people? ? In the end, it was the Great Elder Khufu who suggested that since he could not decide, then simply let the imperial army and the Aden army directly engage in a decisive battle, lead the imperial army to the Aden army camp, and at the same time inform the Aden army that the imperial army had discovered them! No matter what, letting them fight decisively as soon as possible can always reduce the damage to the Slam Oasis due to this war."

This life and death battle in the Slam Oasis suddenly broke out

If there were a pair of eyes in the sky, one would be able to see that on the outskirts of the battlefield where the imperial army and the Aden army were fighting, desert warriors wearing turbans representing each ethnic group on their heads were already densely packed like a crescent moon scattered among the dense forest, cold and cold. The moonlight shines through the light beams of the forest leaves, making the atmosphere even more cold and solemn.

No one spoke, and everyone looked stern. They just listened to the sound of fighting blowing in the wind in the distance. Generally, strong young men were at the front, older men at the back, and a group of people at the back. Zhang Zhang still has a childish face. The oldest is sixty years old and the youngest is eleven years old. Tonight, there are a total of 86,000 men from the Desert Clan. Almost all the men from the entire Desert Clan are here. These men have slightly darker skin and bold styles. Strong desert people, some wear Wearing dilapidated leather armor, the weapons in their hands are small round shields made of iron bars and wooden boards and scimitars that can feel the cold at night. These are the warriors of the desert tribe. Some are just wearing robes. Most of the weapons in their hands are simple and sharp. Wooden sticks and iron forks are different from each other, and the headscarves worn on the head are black, white, and gray, which represent the three major systems of the desert tribes, black sand, white sand, and gray sand. More than ten tribes are all branches of these three major systems.

The entire desert tribe is waiting, waiting for their fate! As Great Elder Khufu said, the most decisive force in the Slam Oasis is not the Aden people or the imperial people, but the desert tribes. Whichever side the desert tribes stand on will be the winner tonight. !

The calls in the grass have become less and less. Although it is already autumn, this is a big desert, and the changes in spring, summer, autumn and winter can be ignored. In the night sky with half a bright moon, there are only one or two strange sounds of night owls mixed in. The dense forest makes people feel a different kind of tranquility. Starlight pours down overhead, and everything is enveloped in the soft white light of the moon.

"Pa" A branch on the ground made an overwhelmed crackling sound, and the heavy marching footsteps stopped abruptly. In the tranquility of the mountain forest, mountain birds flew up in panic, flapping their wings and flying into the air. Below, groups of black shadows marching forward are like giant snakes rolling in the dark night.

Leaving imprints on the soft and wet ground. There are no torches, only when the moonlight shines through the gaps in the forest. Only then could he see a blurry shadow in the reflection. On the edge of a slope, someone suddenly stopped his horse, turned around and saluted respectfully to Ramlak behind him, and raised his finger to point to the concave shape in the distance. , lowered his voice and said, "Sir, if that Shahe clan leader didn't lie to us, there's no place in front of us It should be the last position where we can get close to the Aden army without being discovered. ""Send out scouts to check." Ramlak nodded. There was no choice for the empire in this war, even though he knew that the desert people informed him of the Aden camp. There must be some conspiracy, but Ramlak doesn't think the Desert Tribe will trick him here. The empire, because it helped the Aden people defeat the imperial army, was of no benefit to the desert people. Ramlak was a close confidant of Hayera, the former first general of the Istan Empire, and he was also a battlefield veteran with extremely rich combat experience. , how could you not see that in this battle between the Empire and Aden, the Grand Oasis is just It is just one of the lines. Both sides are gaining momentum. The empire relies on taking the initiative to force the Aden people to follow the bets. In the Grand Oasis and in the south of Aden, the two fronts are increasing their own variables. It can be said bluntly, because among them There are too many variables, and it has completely turned into a chaotic war!

This may be the real killer move of the Imperial Emperor!

The expansion of an empire always starts with chaos. If there is no chaos, how can we get it!

At first, the military god emperor took advantage of the Hungarian Rebellion to forcefully annex Barro in Central Europe, and with the help of the Battle of Feishan, he brought the Istan Empire into the territory of his power. In the following two years, with the help of the residual power of the victory in the North-South War, he continued to fight for victory. A confusing method that makes the monarchs of all countries gasp, Swallowing the northern part of the Eero Empire, subduing the southern powerful Order State, expelling the eight central kingdoms as lackeys, defeating Martin Fang, defeating Fezer, annexing the west coast, and annexing Calisu. This is how the empire's influence has grown in just two years. The force completely broke through the iron-clad resistance of the Barrow countries in southern Europe.

When it comes to profiting from chaos, who can compare with the Emperor of the Empire, who is known as the God of War!

Although the current King of Aden also had a lot of achievements, he controlled one-third of Zhongbia in the Eastern Continent. In the Southern Continent, he also conquered seven or eight regional forces as vassals through force. In Obarro, Although he voluntarily gave up the inland sea area, the glory of defeating the Ero Empire in the past is enough to prove that he is a first-rate monarch of a large country. He has the qualifications of a military god who massacred a city and destroyed a country in one fell swoop to bring down the illustrious empire, and a steady king who only relied on the heritage of his ancestors to gradually make a fortune, single-handedly pushing the Kingdom of Aden to the point of being promoted to the imperial level, but when it comes to competing with the empire The emperor is looking at who can take advantage of this chaotic war, but I'm afraid it's still a few levels behind.

On the battlefield, no one dares to say that they can defeat the Emperor! This is the strength of the empire!

In the early morning of the humid forest, it looked like a sheet of white smoke. Ramlak was also curious to see the mist flowing like a ribbon of water among the forest in the desert, as if the world was frozen at this moment. The Imperial cavalry stood quietly in the dense forest grass reaching the height of the horseshoes and quickly rode past. The Imperial infantry groups were like the cold light of the wilderness. The dense spears occasionally shined through from the direction of the thick fog.

"Although I don't know what the desert people's true intentions are, the intelligence does not look like it is false."

Half an hour later, everyone was asked to wait for the sound of horse hooves coming from the front. An imperial scout cavalry galloped from a distance and stopped in front of him. Because the speed was too fast, the horse's hooves were raised and he took a few steps back. Only then stabilized. The scout cavalry jumped down and reported in a low voice with excitement, "We found the Aden camp ahead. It is conservatively estimated to be about 10,000 people in size. It should be the front army of the Aden army mentioned by the desert people."

"Ten thousand people?"

Ramlak's stern eyes flashed, with a sharp feeling. The iconic bun of the highlanders in the north of Istan protruded from behind the eagle-winged helmet. Around the vast woodland, the empire heard the sound of horse hooves. The army has spread out like mercury, and the imperial army's attack line is standing there quietly at this moment, just waiting for the final order. A cold moon-like light pillar casts down from the high clouds, and a milky white mist envelopes the earth.

As Ramlak raised his right hand,

"Everyone, prepare to attack!" The imperial cavalry carrying the flag shouted in a deep voice. As the imperial soldiers resting in the forest stood up, mixed with the neighing of war horses and the sound of the collision and friction of metal vests, Leng Yue Like water, blown by the breeze, the light mist slowly dissipates and gradually rises from the ground. As the imperial light cavalry necessary for attacking fortifications, wearing the symbol of honor The array of imperial spears with long red tassels, all covered in thick black heavy armor, the imperial heavy armored infantry holding the cold flail in their hands, and the imperial heavy armored axemen holding two-handed axes as the backbone of the assault, attacked one by one The convex lines are densely arranged among the dense forest and grass, like the waves spreading and spreading to drown everything in front.

Three battles in four days, with 20,000 inferior troops taking the initiative to cross the border

In the first battle, the Boka Oasis, in the second battle, the Star Oasis, and in the third battle, the Sden Oasis, they were invincible along the way, like an arrow at dawn, killing more than 30,000 Aden troops. In the end, everyone fought desperately to get here, and the only thing left was to capture This last great oasis of Slamu once again made the entire continent shake with the sharpness of the imperial army.

Everyone's eyes are red. Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire in front of them, they will step in without hesitation. The cold moon in the desert is like a hook. It seems that it has also been infected by the killing of this army. It falls on people, giving people a sense of The feeling of coldness is just waiting to see blood!

"What are you talking about? The front camp was attacked by the imperial army. How could the imperial army find out where our camp is? Are you kidding me? How could the imperial army find us? Didn't we already use those fake camps to lead the imperial army to the desert people? Got the direction?"

In the main camp of the Aden Army, Habilus, the deputy commander of the Eighth Army of Aden, looked at the attendant who came to report with an angry look. He avoided fighting the imperial army and deliberately used the camp and scouts to lead the imperial army to The desert people's settlement, he believed that the imperial army was attacking all the way, and in the logistics supplies It is inevitable that they will not be able to keep up, and they avoid fighting. In order to solve the logistics problem, the imperial army has no choice but to adopt local solutions. Due to the material embargo, there has been no food trade in the Great Oasis for a long time, so the only way the imperial army can get There is only one way to get food, and that is to rob the desert people

His logic is not wrong, but he forgot one thing, that is, as an Aden noble, he has always regarded the desert people as desert pariahs who disobey management. If the Aden army is short of food, he will rob the desert pariahs of their food. It is customary. Harbilus does not think that the arrogant imperial soldiers will treat a small oasis The desert people on the island are regarded as objects that need to be respected, so the most direct way for the imperial army to solve food problems is the same as the Aden army. As long as friction breaks out between the imperial army and the desert people, the Aden army can quietly launch a fatal blow from behind the imperial army. , this is a combat plan that is quite likely to succeed.

But what Harbilus didn't expect was that in this dispute, the desert man was the oriole! Naturally, his little mantis was sold by the desert people!

"How many enemies are there?" Harbilus grabbed the armor and walked outside the tent. What caught his eyes was the low neighing of the war horses, and the flash of metal armor and spears in the mist.

"It's not clear yet. The enemy's attack was too fast and too fierce. The front camp can hardly withstand it." The attendant replied with an embarrassed look on his face.