Realm of Power

The dark clouds swept across, as if they were rolled up layer by layer from the sky by a pair of huge invisible ships. They piled up and turned into hideous and weird shapes in the astonished eyes of the people of Aden. The wind gradually blew hard, blowing the surface of the earth. A piece of wind and grass. The mountains and rivers in this land were whining. Under the strong wind and dark clouds, the Aden camp under the city of Persad, which was several miles wide, was full of panic.

It has not rained in the southern part of the Gulf of Aden for five months, and the composition of the more than 100,000 Adenian troops gathered under the city of Bassad is even more complicated.

There is the famous Fourth Army of Aden, one of the two armies of the Royal Capital of Aden, with a total of nearly 50,000 garrison troops from various provinces, as well as a slave army with more than 90,000 people. The tents of the Fourth Army of Aden, which is abundant with supplies, are complete. , put the water tarpaulin on the top of the tent in the camp and quickly pull it open. Even if it rains heavily, it will not get inside the tent.

The tents of the Aden Fourth Army are not only set up on high ground, but there are generally five to eight people in each tent. It is not spacious, but it is definitely not crowded.

The next worst thing is the local garrison that lacks supplies. The tents are made of old leather. Not only are they one-fifth smaller than the tents of the Fourth Army, but there are more than 18 Aden soldiers in each tent. Sleeping on the ground, the last one was the tent of the Aden slave army. It was made of the cheapest fabric and had many holes. You can smell a strong musty smell when you get close. People are lying around. There are often more than thirty slaves crammed into a tent, and they can't even find a place to stay. Even so, the tents are seriously insufficient and there are no tents to accommodate them. There are still more than 30,000 slave soldiers exposed, and they can only rest in the open space without any obstruction.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't rain. At most, it will be colder at night. Now that heavy rain is coming, the most miserable thing is the camp of the slave army. Once the heavy rain falls, they will have to lie in the mud and sleep tonight!

But at this moment, the slave army has no say. They must first help the regular army settle down before they can start to strengthen their camp.

"Quick, what are you waiting for? Quickly put all the water blocks on the uncle's tent. As long as a drop of water falls on my head, I will chop off all of your heads." An Aden officer yelled and ordered the slaves to stabilize. If your own tent is caught in a heavy rain in the wild, it will definitely be a disaster. Everywhere in the camp, the fences are being strengthened, and the drainage ditches around the camp are being dug deeper. Those Aden officers roared at the top of their lungs against the strong wind, waving whips in their hands, and violently whipped the slaves who delayed the progress. The camp that could shelter from the rain was considered the standard of the regular Aden army, and the slave army was struggling to survive. During the war, they had to go forward and fill in the ravines in various forts. In normal times, they relied on the scraps of soup and cold food from these camps to survive.

Seeing that a heavy rain was about to pour down, everyone ran back to the tent in panic and huddled together. Then the cold rain poured down on them, and the food was suspended due to the lack of attack. I didn't know how to wait until the rain stopped. , there would be no food to eat, and the ground would be covered with mud and there would be no dry space. However, the rain made it easier for the Aden Army to advance. The attack was temporarily stopped, and there was no need to think about death for the time being. The corpses of Aden slaves were laid out like this under the city of Persad. The slaves were also thinking in their hearts that it was better to be soaked in the rain than to be pushed up and die in front of them. He's strong, at least he's still alive, and there's hope for him if he's alive. If he completely storms the city of Persad, he'll have the chance to get rid of his status as a slave.

Aden Fourth Army Camp,

Compared with the chaos of other camps, the Fourth Army, as the two armies of the royal capital, has neat camps and complete military equipment as much as possible. Camping here is very strict, and even if the rain is about to pour down, there is no rush like in other camps. They still dispatched patrol cavalry meticulously to patrol the surroundings. The sentries on the wall still kept their positions and did not move around randomly. The siege equipment was also placed here. Tall siege towers have been installed in front. Fire protection settings

As the general person in charge of the more than 100,000 Aden army in front of him, Toblas was dressed in red armor and stood on a watchtower. He looked at the camp in front of him like a spider web spreading out from here to the surroundings, looking at the dark clouds in the sky. , looking at the outline of the yellow city wall of Persad in the distance, I couldn't help but frown slightly. From yesterday to today, It has been two full days since any convoy transporting food and supplies from behind has arrived at the army camp. The quartermaster has just made an urgent report that the army's rations are only enough to last for three days. Hundreds of thousands of people need to eat, and the food consumed is not Little by little, Prince Sotorosu didn’t expect that it would expand to such a scale.

At the beginning, Prince Sotorosu only led an Adenian army of about 50,000 people to Persad, so the military rations were carried according to the amount of 50,000 people fighting for half a month, but he did not expect that Toblas The Fourth Army of Aden suddenly arrived, and the number suddenly increased by 30,000 people. Then the major Aden nobles sent slaves one after another. After they were delivered, the number of people swelled to 160,000 to 70,000 in a blink of an eye. Such a sudden increase in the number of people naturally made the army nervous about food. In order to prevent the embarrassing situation of one army and two generals in commanding the army, Prince Sotolosu Asked to go to the rear to supervise the transportation of grain, Toblas agreed, and the command of the army was completely transferred to Toblas.

The star-and-moon flag hanging on the watchtower was crackled by the strong wind, and the corners of the flag kept slapping Tobras' face.

If it weren't for the report that a large number of rebel slaves attacked the logistics transport team, Toblas would have suspected that Prince Sotorosu deliberately delayed the transportation of military supplies in retaliation for the fact that he had snatched the command of the army. He hoped that Prince Sotorosu Prince Luosu is not causing trouble inside, otherwise even if he is a royal prince, I can still let His Majesty deprive him of everything, including his life! Toblas pressed his fist on the cold battlement, and groaned gloomily. The heavy rain in front of him delayed the attack, but Toblas believed that the people who were really affected by the rain should be the imperial army. Yes, Imperial troops are in Bosa The city's defenses were heavily depleted, and the densely packed ordnance made people's scalp numb just by looking at it. They were like huge mouths swallowing up life. Anyone who wanted to climb the walls of Besad must use Only flesh and blood can feed these heavy weapons of murder.

But now, weapons such as thunder gods, hundreds of ballistae, and fire oil tanks will inevitably be greatly reduced in power after being wet by heavy rains. This is definitely a good thing for me.

A general strode up to the watchtower, bowed to Tobras and said, "Sir, the slave army has sent someone to request again, saying that the slaves have not been given food for a day and a half." Tobras Si moved, turned around, and looked at the general who was leading his subordinates. He did not answer his question, but asked in a deep voice, "How are the other armies preparing to protect themselves from the rain?"

"It's basically completed, and the camp has been moved to higher ground as requested by the adults," the general replied.

"That's good. No matter what, we must ensure the physical strength of the soldiers." Toblas nodded with satisfaction, then waved his hand and said, "Those slaves will be sent up tomorrow as cannon fodder. There is no need to waste military rations for them. Save money." The rations that come down must be ensured for use by the army.

"Yes, I understand."

The general nodded, turned around and retreated from the watchtower. And Toblas still stood upright on the watchtower, not moving for a long time. As the largest and only heavy army in Aden, Toblas knew very well what he was carrying on his shoulders. Once he failed, , in the southern part of the Kingdom of Aden, it may be difficult to gather a military force that can stop the imperial army in a short period of time. However, with hundreds of thousands of people against 20,000 imperial troops, Toblas still has confidence.

But on the battlefield, all kinds of strange things will happen, and no one knows what changes will happen. These days, as a famous general, his unique battlefield premonition felt more and more wrong. He always felt that under such a disparity in strength, the imperial army still arrogantly attempted to fight to the death with him under the city of Bossard. This was completely wrong. Does not comply with the most basic military command

But the victory in front of him was too obvious, so obvious that anyone could reach it at his fingertips. As each day passed, his strength became stronger. A large number of siege equipment had been completed, enough to defeat five hundred people in one breath. Elite troops were sent to Persad's city wall, but the rain made it difficult for the large siege tower to sink into the mud halfway.

Under the cold rain, Toblas held the railing of the watchtower tightly. At this moment, even Toblas who thought he had a chance to win couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Obviously there has been no rain for nearly half a year, but it happened to rain heavily at this moment. I just hope that the rain will not last too long. While thinking about it, a raindrop suddenly fell on Toblas Helmet, who couldn't help but lean out. On the ground, there was a gentle sound of breaking raindrops. Then more raindrops fell, and in a blink of an eye, the sky and the earth were completely white. Heavy rain poured down from the beginning, and the strong wind pulled the raindrops flying in all directions. The flag overhead quickly became soaked, and the flagpole flapped in the wind.

Isam's castle, early in the morning, the Isam's servants tremblingly woke up the sleeping adjutants Jerome and Gerosfilo. "My lords, please go to the front hall to gather immediately." The two of them hurriedly put on their pajamas. , rushed to the front hall. There was a bright fire, and there were armed soldiers everywhere.

A servant opened the door of the meeting hall for him, and nearly three hundred large candles illuminated the entire hall. Near His Majesty's seat, a group of people gathered together.

Jerosfero's heart suddenly stopped, and he didn't know what happened. Icarto, who he had seen two days ago, was walking towards this side surrounded by several officers of the Isam family. His face was ashen. After seeing the two of them, Icarto said in a solemn tone, "Now Lord Gerosfero can leave with satisfaction. You have successfully completed the task. Now we not only need to urgently repair the castle, but we will also face a fierce battle of life and death."

"What does this mean?" Jerosferro looked stunned.

At this moment, a tall and burly officer of the Ikamu family walked into the hall quickly, saluted to Icarto with a solemn face and said, "Those rebellious slaves just looted Baron Thorin's castle, and Baron Thorin died in the battle. The castle is now blazing with fire. The slaves have not found much food and are now rushing towards here. It is already less than thirty miles away."

"What, even Baron Thorin didn't stop them? Baron Thorin has two thousand private troops?"

The news was so shocking that all the voices in the hall were about to explode.

"Are the slaves rebelling?"

Jerosferro finally understood. His eyes flashed, as if he had reacted. The long black smoke he saw two days ago could not help but come to mind. "How many slaves participated in the rebellion?" Icarto asked someone to bring a map, and his eyes were on the map. asked the superior

"Captain Rafid's conservative estimate is that the number is about 50,000," the officer replied.

"Fifty thousand people!" Icarto's body trembled visibly, and after a few seconds he said to himself, "How come there are so many people? Didn't I say there were only a few thousand people the day before yesterday? How come there were so many people in just two days?" Ten times more, we don't even have 5,000 people, how can we fight with 50,000 people?" There was a gasp in the entire hall, and some nobles of the Ikamu family who gathered urgently after hearing the news even more is crazy

Icarto suddenly raised his head, glanced at Gerosfero with a deep and complicated look, and ordered to the officer behind him, "My Ikamu family didn't escape back then, and they won't escape now, but we don't have to let outsiders come yet." Bleeding, send these two people out of the castle immediately, I don’t want to see them again!”

Several officers came over quickly and took Gerosfero and the red-haired adjutant out of the hall without any explanation.

"My lord, you should not be considered an outsider," the red-haired adjutant whispered in Gerosfero's ear as he walked.

Gerosfero's face was solemn and silent. Ikamu Castle must be over. Although Icarto said he would not run away, he must have sent away those in his family. Icarto's look seemed like It is saying that if all the men of the Ikamu family die in battle tonight, the rest will be left to me. Ikamu Castle, the famous strong wall in the southern part of the Gulf of Aden, is also waking up like a sleeping giant at this moment. The light of the torch reflected on the solid Mia marble column, giving the entire column a scarlet color. Between these columns, the wide corridors echo with the hollow footsteps of running soldiers.

Geros Philo seemed to smell a smell of killing and blood.

Eighty years ago, on this white marble step, the Ikamu family fought desperately against the invading enemies. It is said that all the adult males of the Ikamu family were killed in the battle, and even the women were holding weapons. The corpses were piled up in front of them. The corridor is more than one meter high, and every wall here has echoed the moans of those dying. The groans and grunts made when breathing out. The back of each gorgeous stone has been soaked in human blood. At the door, two rows of Ikamu soldiers stood in awe holding torches. The swaying light shone on their granite-like solemnity. On the face, the firelight swayed and the iron armor was clanking. The glory of the Ikamu family seemed to have returned to the original years.

After getting on the prepared carriage, the red-haired adjutant Jerome breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Sir, can the Ickham family stop the rebellion of fifty thousand slaves?"

'I don't know either." Jerosferro shook his head blankly, his eyes even more solemn. He knew about the outbreak of slave traitors in the south, but even he did not expect that it would be so rapid and violent that it would invade a baron's castle. It's not a small rebellion, it's just a situation in the territory of the Ikamu family.

Jerosfero clenched his fingers suddenly, and his expression couldn't help but change.

He knew that Toblas of the Fourth Army of Aden, as the deputy minister of the Ministry of Military Affairs, had drawn an astonishing number of slaves from the major noble territories in the south. In order to control the private army composed of these slaves, the major families also transferred their own territories to The private army inside has been mobilized at every turn.

Now that a slave rebellion breaks out in the south, these family territories may be the first to bear the brunt.

Slave rebellions broke out in Aden from time to time, but to expand to such a large scale in such a short period of time must be caused by some force behind it. And those who were most affected by the launch of this slave rebellion may not necessarily be these. The southern noble territory, but the more than 100,000 Aden troops fighting fiercely with the imperial army in Persad! You know, there are more than 80,000 slaves in the more than 100,000 Aden troops!