Realm of Power

In the capital of Harvey, the Kapotu River is flooded.

March 17th, the fourteenth day of the battle in King Harvey.

This winding river thirty-five miles away from the royal capital of Harvey became the center of the war. On the east bank of the river, the Ikar army was like a black cloud pressing on the river. On the west bank of the river, the Harvey army spread like a tide. come

"Sir, the main force of Harvey's army is here."

The messenger cavalry galloped from a distance. The commander of the Twelfth Legion of Ikar Army, Sna Li, stood with his sword in hand, looking deeply into the sky. The last rain of winter was falling in the gloomy sky, and it seemed that he was also ruling the Harvey Plateau. The change of power made people cry "woo woo woo -" the desolate war horn sounded, and the 12th Ikar Army formed an array along the rolling river. Ikar's military flag was soaked in the rain and clung to the iron flagpole. The white flying rain showed a ferocious fighting spirit.

This is a fight to the death!

After the main force of Harvey's army learned that the royal capital was attacked, they would definitely fight to the rescue.

In the battle briefing, naturally there will not be much description of this battle. The fierce lion of the Ikar Army initially captured the Harvey Army's border with lightning speed, and then it rushed into the hinterland of the plateau of the Harvey Kingdom. , bringing many elite troops who are still undergoing repairs It was eaten in one bite, and then it rushed towards the Harvey King's Capital with its bloody claws. However, in the Harvey King's Capital, it was hit head-on by Harvey's King and acted like a crazy beast. Still just wandering around outside the royal capital of Harvey,

If we follow the records of historians, it seems that only human struggle is heroic. It seems that the Ikar army betrayed their faith and attacked their former companions from behind, but they will not mention the suppression of Ikar by the Harvey people at all. Let’s talk about how many Ikars have died under the butcher knives of the Harvey people in more than a hundred years. It seems that the Ikars are born not to bleed or freeze. They are hungry, so they have to endure the bullying of the Harvey people. As it is often said, only the victors write history. However, when the Harvey people praise their own glory with overwhelming gorgeous words and poems, they are actually praising Iraq. The Karl people: With rudimentary combat tools and the crudest handmade weapons, the Harvey people have not dared to truly annex them for more than a hundred years.

The Twelfth Army of Ikar, with a total number of 21,000 people, is the largest motley crew in the Ikar Army. It is a military formation with six powerful pike infantry units in the middle. It is the ninth armored army. The backbone with the highest rate is the famous Ikar Highland Warrior Regiment as the core of the entire middle phalanx. The officers and soldiers of this team and the corresponding regiment are all from the real regular army, and the armor coverage rate has reached an astonishing 80%. Don’t underestimate the armor coverage rate. Many times, when two soldiers are connected, the armor coverage rate will be higher or lower. It is basically enough to decide who chases and kills whom. Opposite Ikar's Twelfth Army, the main forwards of Harvey Army are also spread out neatly under the golden sword and shield flag, and the troops are in good order. The soldiers were ordered to run around, quiet and solemn. From abandoning the siege of Ikar's Fifth Army to turning around and rushing more than a hundred miles in one breath, day and night, the main force of Harvey's army was even more exhausted. ,

"There are six groups of Ikar Mountain Lancers. Where did the Ikar people hide these people?"

The commander of the third army of the Harvey Army, Vattesla, looked at the other side of the river, his face showing solemnity. When he heard it was the Ikar Mountain Lance, the other Harvey officers also took a deep breath. The Karl Mountain Spear Army, this is a A silent and powerful unit, the soldiers of the entire phalanx are all from the mountain people in the same area. They do not need to be trained. They are born warriors and are very capable. The unity and tacit understanding between battles are very good, and they often kill each other without saying a word, and the order is not disordered at all. Although these Ikar mountain people are not tall, they are quite fierce, tough, cruel, and full of aggression, but The quantity is limited. This is the first time Harvey knows that the Ikar people have secretly hidden such a large number of Ikar mountain people's spears.

"Sir, all the bridges along the river twenty miles up and down have been destroyed."

The news brought back by the messenger cavalry made Vattesla's face extremely gloomy. He held a whip in his hand and tapped the horse's back gently. The Ikar army had been planning for a long time. The Ikar people destroyed the original bridge on the Kapotu River. It had just rained, and the Kapotu River, which was not very wide in the past, expanded from thirty meters to about forty meters. It can be seen that the Ikar people are They came prepared, and all the tall trees along the river were cut down, leaving only low shrubs. This was to prevent the main force of Harvey's army from having wood to build a pontoon bridge, and to allow the exhausted troops to forcibly swim across, and then face the battle. The powerful spear of the Ikal mountain people. Just thinking about it, Wattela could imagine how pale his face was.

But, is there a choice!

Harvey's Third Army, as the vanguard of the army's return reinforcements, can only move forward, not retreat, even if the front is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire!

"My lord, I'm afraid the royal capital won't be able to hold on for long," an officer said hesitantly, looking at the silent Shangguan with worried eyes. Today, Watt was wearing a pair of silver armor, and the sword hanging on his waist jingled against the spurs. He looked up to the west, his eyes flickering back and forth across the opposite side uncertainly, and finally he gritted his teeth and swung the sword fiercely. Start by saying, "Give me the order and the army will cross the river. Even if the whole army dies in battle, they will die on the other side of the river!"

It has been foreseeable that the Ikars will definitely block them on the road, and the most critical moment of this war has arrived.

"The whole army swims, and those who retreat are killed." A loud shout broke the dark clouds over the battlefield.

"Long live Harvey!" Harvey's army began to attack. Thick crowds of people stepped into the river. The water splashed and rolled. The river surface seemed to be boiling. The water hit the people and made a thunderous sound. Harvey's cavalry army deployed on the right wing also began to attack. The war horses moved forward slowly in the waist-deep river water, like a steel wall pushing the river water to roll, and tens of thousands of people swam collectively.

"Archers, shoot!" On the side of the Ikar spear array, thousands of Ikar archers raised their mountain bows and gave the order. Countless feathered arrows flew into the sky, whistling and sharp long cone-like arrows swooped down from the sky, puff puff puff! Like rain, it fell on Harvey's troops crossing the river. Countless soldiers were struck by arrows and howled. Their corpses filled with arrows drifted with the current and were swept away by the river.

"Fight it!"

"Everyone, don't retreat!" Officer Harvey yelled desperately. In the chaos of strangulation, the black crowd fell in front of them, and immediately made up for them from behind. Harvey's soldiers pressed forward regardless of life and death. Under the cluster of arrows, the human head rolled, and the load was forced to cross. It was originally a pile of human life and flesh, and the rolling river water had turned red. The dying rose and fell in the river, everyone in between. The only thing that can still be thought about in my mind is to move forward, move forward. Only by rushing to the river bank can we escape the fate of being shot at will by the opponent. "Archers, second team, shoot!" Ikar's archers have a well-organized rotation facility, dense The explosive sound of bowstrings tore apart the rain curtain in front of them, and the overwhelming arrow clusters were mixed with the rain. White lines hit the Harvey people's faces like a torrential rain, and their bodies drew gorgeous arcs in the sky, and then Then it fiercely pierced into the body of the Harvey man who was trying to step onto the river bank. The arrow cluster tore through the thin leather armor of the Harvey infantry, pierced hard into the flesh, and brought up a cloud of blood mist like an explosion. In just a few rounds, Shooting, the river is full of floating corpses. The sharp piles inserted diagonally on the destroyed bridge piers beside the river have piled up the corpses of people and horses more than one meter high. These were all washed down by the current. It is conceivable that others were washed downstream. Know,

The Ikar army's raid on the royal capital forced Harvey's army to retreat across the board, and all previous efforts were in vain. However, on the other hand, the main force of the Ikar army also placed itself under the attack of Harvey's army from both sides. The key to the final victory has also changed from the previous Harvey capital to whether the main force of the Harvey army can return in time and cut off the retreat of the Ikar army that has not yet retreated.

On the battlefield, everything is ever-changing. The so-called fighter planes belong to both the enemy and oneself. Whether it is the Ikar Army or the Harvey Army, what they are fighting for now is one thing, and that is time! At this moment, both the Harvey Army and the Ikar Army believe that it is the key to the final battle. The generals of both sides know this at this moment. The eyes of both sides are also red at this moment. Human life is in front of time at this moment, and there is no money. value! The energy, physical strength, and morale of both sides have reached the critical point. They are still persisting now simply because they know that they have no way out and fight to the death. The two armies are locked in a stalemate. The light under the rain is a bloody color.

"Kill!" Against the random arrows of the Ikal shooters, Harvey's army boarded the tidal flats of the river. A general array of Ikal mountain spearmen also stepped into the tidal flats at the same time, and rows of gleaming spears were fired. Like splitting a curtain of rain, it forced the first wave of Harveys to rush forward. As we pushed forward, sharp spears like a forest intertwined with each other, the sparks of life and death were rubbed out, and countless living lives were running around. In an instant, the river was covered with blood, and the blood was like splashing water. Not worth it, life is so vulnerable here

"Forward, forward!, charge forward, and kill those who retreat without permission!" the Harveys shouted like crazy, various voices shouted, the infantry captains rudely yelled, roared angrily, and the long swords in their hands Pointing forward fiercely, the battle flag fluttered in the wind. Some Harvey Army soldiers turned pale. Before the big counterattack, they were just The rear assists in defense. When the Ikar army swoops in, those in front are the kingdom's first-line legions. For these second-line soldiers, just looking at the bloody scene of countless overlapping corpses can be a good thing. They had been unable to eat for several days, and now, they were really standing on such a battlefield, feeling the blood on their faces,

The fierce collision between the two armies, a life-and-death fight, countless spears clashing like a forest, the people in front rushed up, and within a minute, they were pushed down again, the crowd was surging, and now they were completely intertwined into one. Regiment, "Woo!" The urgent bugle sound from the direction of Harvey is like an urging, like an angry roar. Roaring, the blood covered the river. The two armies were fighting to the death with nearly 30,000 people. There were also troops coming from behind. The huge number had already saturated the impact line. Although this situation was not as good as that of a continuous battle of more than ten miles. A battle involving hundreds of thousands of legions is as grand as a battle, but it is no less brutal than a battle between large armies.

Corpses piled up quickly in front of the spears in the Ikar Mountains. Blood flowed into the rolling river along the cracks in the tidal flats. Spears were snatched out from behind. Some Harvey soldiers who were slow to react retreated slower, and their chests were opened. one A hole as big as a bowl was nailed to the ground. The Harvey soldier was pushed into the river from the front. Half of his body was soaked in the river water. He was breathing heavily and staring at the impact line made entirely of human corpses and flesh. It was difficult. swallowed his saliva

"The fifth squadron leader collapses!"

"The 7th Squadron Captain Collapses"

The crowds of people who rushed up to the beach like a tide were pushed back layer by layer. Wattela's face was stern, his thin cheeks were as hard as a knife, and his sharp gaze was completely stained with human blood. In the red river, the spears of the Ikar Mountains were really strong, supported by various reinforcements. One wave collapsed, and another wave came up. Such a rapid and massive consumption, He himself doesn't know how long his third army can hold out, but he believes that the losses of the opposite Ikar army will definitely not be small. Even if the opponent's combat power is strong, so what if his third army is exhausted, and there are still more behind. Four legions are about to arrive, and even if the opponent is made of iron, they will never be able to last for three hours under such a high-intensity strangulation of flesh and blood.

Time, what is needed now is time, human life is not valuable!

At this moment, a faint trembling sound came into his ears. Strass looked at the shouting press in shock. Was it an illusion? But more soldiers stopped advancing, and everyone looked to the left in unison. It was not until the earth trembled violently under their feet and the river trembled that these soldiers were shocked to see a huge black The clouds quickly came towards the battlefield,

"It's our cavalry! They crossed from upstream."

I don't know who yelled in panic. With the huge cheers, the huge black cloud had rolled into the flanks of the Ikar army like a rolling dragon. The weak point of the Ikar spear array was the side. The spears were too long and could not be fired. Turning in time, Defeat didn't even have time to cry out in surprise before he was thrown away by the huge impact, and then fell under the iron hooves of the back row, with black armor billowing, the second row, the third row... like The cavalry attacked like a sea wave, with phantom light like blood. Countless cavalry swarmed down. The long rolling line carried the momentum of destroying everything. At the front of the impact line, the cavalry spear was shining like snow and was sharp, making people look forward to it. His soul was shattered, like a dazzling light strip, thousands of steel-cold spears surged like rain on a pipa, smashing the Ikar in front of him to pieces.