Realm of Power

The melodious trombone sound of the second worker sounded in the direction of the legion headquarters, "Damn it. Where are you guys? Zangan gave orders indiscriminately." Crolissart, who was directing the attack, turned back with an indignant expression and looked towards the legion headquarters with angry eyes.

Croissant couldn't figure out what this strange order meant. Could it be that she could stop her opponent on the spot after having been fighting for a whole morning? Such a weird order cannot be executed at all. The two armies are fighting, and tens of thousands of people are intertwined together. It is not possible to retreat if you want to. If you are not careful, your opponent may seize the gap and take advantage of local superior forces.

This battle has reached this point, is there still a need and room to stop the attack? It must be the idea of ​​those idiots in the Legion Staff Department! Croissant turned around and decided not to carry out this order that might lead to an unfavorable outcome in the battle.

His own mountain infantry has almost occupied most of the area on the west side. Except for some of the royal guards who came for reinforcements, they are still resisting based on a few broken towers. This battle can be said to be a foregone conclusion. We only need to stabilize the situation. Waiting for more soldiers to climb the city wall, then they can use their superior strength and trebuchets to open the gap, and Kyoto's western front will completely collapse.

At that time, the Mountain Legion will be able to proudly become the first army of Samor to enter Kyoto. What an honor and feat this is, it will be recorded in the future history of Wikiia.

"Urgent order from the Legion Headquarters! All squadrons stop attacking and defend on the ground! Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed." A burst of rapid hoofbeats sounded from behind. A cavalryman wearing the uniform of the Samor Guards got off his horse. He held up a document representing the order of the Legion Headquarters in his hand, shouted loudly and ran over to Crolisate respectfully. He made a salute and said, "This is an emergency truce and execution signed personally by the Governor. I also ask the Legion Commander to take a look at it."

"Signed by the Governor himself?" Crolisate took the document from the Samor guards with a strange expression and stared at the white thorns coat of arms on the document with a complicated expression.

Conflicting thoughts were tumbling in his mind. Should he obey the order or carry out the task? Should he give up the supreme glory that was within his reach?

Crolissatt felt a little disturbed. He wanted to ignore this order, but he didn't dare. The White Thorn Flower Military Order represented not only the governor's palace, but the supreme military control of the entire Samor. Crolissatt I know that even if I am the commander of the army, I must not violate this final bottom line.

Fatty usually doesn't seem to care about many things, but he is extremely strict in military management. Any behavior that disobeys orders will be regarded as a felony. There was once a very prestigious flag commander because he did not fully follow the orders to carry out defense operations. Line, Fatty ordered him to be dismissed from his position.

From the commander of the main banner to the squadron leader, and also the squadron leader of the second-line troops, it can be said that he has fallen from the promising General Samor to the fate of waiting for old age at home. This incident has also made all the Samor generals aware. , the governor-general is definitely a dog-faced person when it comes to military management. He will fall out of favor faster than turning over a book, and he will be punished by not recognizing his relatives.

"Lord Crolissart" saw Crolissatt's hesitant expression. The Samor guard who came to deliver the document raised his head and whispered, "Your Majesty, the Governor specifically asked you to follow the order. Otherwise, Even if you are the first general to enter Kyoto, I will definitely send you back to the Falcon Territory to retire!"

"Damn, that dog-faced fat guy is still like this!" Little Crolisate looked ugly, cursed in her mind, turned to the messenger and said, "Order the frontline squadron to stop attacking and defend on the spot!" The support squadron accelerated their advance, telling them that they would never give up the territory they occupied and that they did not need to attack, but if the Kyoto army dared to attack, I would take care of them! "

"Get out of the way. Get out of the way! Your Majesty the Governor has an urgent order." Just as Crolisate gave the order, another Samorian cavalry galloped over with a document in hand. The soldiers along the way quickly got out of the way.

"Damn fat man! He's still making people miserable." Crolissart cursed repeatedly, handed over the document from the cavalryman, opened the document angrily, his eyes straightened, and the hand holding the document trembled.

"Son of bastards! These bastards from the north! I'm fighting life and death in front of you, but you are stabbing me in the back!" Looking at the contents of the document, the hot-tempered Crolisate threw the document to the ground angrily. It was the fat man's personal letter. It gave a simple explanation of the current situation in Kyoto, pointed out the sinister intentions of the Stian family, and also included a troop deployment order.

Crolisate was silent for a long time with a gloomy face, then suddenly raised her head and said to the orderer, "Immediately order the First Longbow Flag Regiment to evacuate the city wall and go to the North Gate of Kyoto."

Such troop deployment orders were delivered to several main flag regiments of the Samor Northern Army at almost the same time. Soon the two main flag regiments of the Northern Army also evacuated from the city wall and rushed to the north gate of Kyoto.

This time the fat man is cruel and wants to block the Stian family army in Kyoto.

The fat man was very angry about the Stian family's actions of burning down Kyoto. Of course, there was another reason that made the fat man even more angry. Damn, all the property of the nobles in Qiongdu belongs to me! The royal property belongs to me too! Stian Jiasheng...the tepid guys are grabbing the money and getting it on my head. Not killing is not enough to pacify the "civilians". Although such an unacceptable military order confused the Samor soldiers, in the face of iron-clad military law, the troops who had already attacked the city wall had to start to retreat a certain distance.

The rest of the troops faced each other with the remaining Kyoto troops on the city wall, their spears standing against each other. Behind the shields were a pair of blood-red eyes that were killing each other.

"What's going on?" The Kyoto army, which was already overwhelmed, looked at the enemies who were retreating quickly and felt confused. Could it be that Samor's army was defeated?

Impossible. If someone is defeated, it must be him. Even a blind man can see that the Samor army has completely gained the upper hand. Although they fight hard, they are still inferior to the Samor army who are not afraid of death. great distance

"The Samor people must be cowardly!" The Kyoto soldier could only use this absurd reason that he did not even believe to explain his suspicious heart.

, but they soon discovered that the Samor army on the opposite side looked at them strangely, even showing an indescribable pity.

As the fighting completely stopped, the screams and screams of the massacre in Kyoto City drifted into the ears of the Kyoto Army soldiers on the wind. The Kyoto Army soldiers turned back curiously,

"Oh my god!" The Kyoto Army's squadron commander and soldiers all felt the blood on their bodies squeezing to their heads. Looking from the heights of the city wall, the entire street was full of flames, and the royal palace ark had more than a dozen streaks. There are black smoke pillars in the sky, countless citizens are running, and there are corpses everywhere. The beautiful and prosperous Kyoto is like hell again.

The tragic scene behind them made the Kyoto Army soldiers who were still rejoicing just these few months pale.

"Mom! My mother is still there!" A Kyoto Army soldier ran uncontrollably, pointing to a burning house in the west corner of the city. The red flames were steaming, and a human-shaped black dot huddled on the street.

Panic and shock left the Kyoto soldiers at a loss. They did not know what was happening in the city, and they did not know that while they were fighting bloody battles, their relatives, lovers, friends, and neighbors were suffering in hell.

"Brother! Brother". A Kyoto city guard covered in blood staggered out of the city entrance behind him, and his staggering body fell to the ground.

There was a bloody wound on the young and immature face, from the corner of the mouth to the collarbone. The blood stained the clothes on his body. His panicked and helpless eyes were looking for something among the Kyoto soldiers.

"Loregra!" shouted a Kyoto army squadron leader, hurriedly ran out from the crowd, held the crumbling city guard with his right hand, and asked nervously, "Why are you here? What happened? ! Aren’t you at the City Health Department? Why are you here?”

"Northern Army! The Northern Army just outside the city has entered the city." The city guard was crying, his eyes filled with tears, and the words he spoke made all the Kyoto soldiers feel a rush of blood.

"They killed people and set fire in the city. The whole Kyoto was in chaos. They even killed our city guards. The city health department in the west was bloodbathed. Dozens of people died. I only survived by pretending to be dead. " Damn Yankees! "The Kyoto Army squadron leader's eyes were red, and he held a bloody spear with five fingers. He waved it to the soldiers behind him and shouted, "Brothers, they belong to men, come with me and drive out these murderous Yankees." .

As more and more soldiers left, the remaining Kyoto troops on the city wall began to fall into uncontrollable chaos. No one stood on their posts anymore. Despite the fierce and fierce fighting, there were still about 20,000 Kyoto troops left.

These remaining soldiers ran out of the arrow tower and the city entrance. They no longer offered any resistance to the Samor army on the opposite side. Instead, they quickly rushed down the inner passage of the city wall, like a group of driven ducks, and rushed into the burning fire in disorder. In the streets, their relatives were bleeding, especially the soldiers who were subordinates of some conservative ministers. Seeing the bloody corpses of their relatives lying on the ground, they knelt on the ground and covered their faces like crazy, crying.

The Samor soldiers quietly looked at these enemies running around. Although they were enemies, they were all Wikiyans. Many of the Samor soldiers were soldiers from several southern counties adjacent to Kyoto. They had been close to each other since they were young. They are proud of Kyoto. Even though Samour took over those areas, these soldiers still regard these battles in Kyoto as their return battles. Unexpectedly, it will end like this.

The long spears raised by the Samor army have been lowered, and the crossbow strings have been loosened back to their original positions. Everyone can see that there is no need to fight with these guys now, they only need to walk over and take over. The city wall that was so fierce just now suddenly seemed empty.

"Bang. The Kyoto Army's war chess representing the glory of the royal family was cut down by several Samor soldiers. The rolled flag fluttered in the air with the wind, just like the blood-stained royal power falling in the tide of the times.