Realm of Power

The strong north wind from Sichuan is whistling from the dense forest in the wilderness, and the dark green regrets... "The pine forest makes a rustling sound. The narrow forest section makes this the only way to the center of the wilderness. The white sheepskin tents The wilderness on the east side of the forest is covered with clusters in the east and west, like clouds passing in the sky,

A huge fortress built with gray stone strips lies between two huge hills. The gray city walls are stained due to years of erosion. Time cannot erase the achievements of the fortress. In some sections of the city, there are still dim stains of blood and blood. The charred black color of the flames only further showed the strength of the fortress.

Two rows of huge stone walls are like a pair of big open hands, spreading out on both sides along the course of the hills, forming a solid attack line around the fortress, guarding the center of the wilderness. Each city wall has On the corners of the grid, there are several spires and arrow towers, and dozens of camps made of temporarily cut pine trees nearby, guarding the surroundings of the central fortress like guards.

Hundreds of large blacksmith shops in the fortress made clanking sounds, the red stoves were steaming in the cold wind, the forming irons squeaked in the cold water, and bundles of arrowheads and shields were piled on the ground. Some mercenaries came here with their own weapons. In front of some particularly famous blacksmith shops, there was even a long queue.

These are blacksmiths from their respective territories. They are the precious private property of the lords and the most indispensable resources in war. They are usually responsible for the maintenance of weapons and tool making in the territory.

During the war, blacksmiths would follow the lord on expeditions. A good blacksmith could ensure that a squad would not be defeated by the enemy due to weapon problems during the battle. In the minds of the soldiers, having their own full-time blacksmith on the battlefield would It's a great thing. Blacksmithing is the most noble profession in the eyes of Westerners.

Their status is very special, and they belong to the scarce resources of this era. A qualified blacksmith requires at least three years of training, and it takes even eight years to be promoted to a senior blacksmith. Except for a dozen larger families in the entire West, most small families The lords basically have no qualifications or strength, and they have high-level blacksmiths who can make full-body armor, so even if they are captured in the war, they will be supported by their new owners like treasures.

"Lock, lock," there was a rapid ringing of the bell, the huge door of the fortress slowly revealed a gap, and the eight-meter suspension bridge in front was slowly released.

"Papa" the horse's hooves leaped, and several groups of light cavalry holding the bald eagle battle flag of the Maumo family ran out of the fortress. The towering long-handled spear flag in the hands of the leading knight made a rustling sound in the wind.

Holding battle flags high, these cavalry troops galloped along the hills outside the fortress wall. Their horses' hooves rumbled and kicked up a cloud of dust, causing the guards on the wall to cheer. The cheers of tens of thousands of people were like bursts of winter heat. Thunder, raise the morale of the army to a high level

This is Womit, the fortress in the center of the wasteland, and the place where Maumoravante has scheduled the decisive battle.

This large fortress, which has been built for thirty years, is the largest fortress in the West. The city wall is five meters high, five miles long, and three miles wide. It is enough to station more than 50,000 troops. In the short history of the Western Alliance, this fortress once Fended off two sieges by the Kingdom for the Western Alliance,

In the Western dialect, Womit means steel.

The horn of war has sounded in the western land. After receiving the emergency mobilization order issued by the Maomo family, all the lords of the central wilderness led their armies to shrink their defense lines towards the Womit Fortress.

The strong cohesion of the Westerners was revealed at a critical moment. In just three days, a coalition force of nearly 20,000 people was quickly assembled in the Womit area of ​​the central wilderness, plus two flag regiments reinforced by the Maumo family. The total force exceeds 30,000 people,

This was the largest concentration of troops in the history of the West.

In order to increase the confidence of the lords, the Maomo family even brought out the 5,000 Maomo light cavalry they owned. Maomo Lavent, who led the team to fight, firmly believed that,

Even if Samor's army is elite and good at fighting, it will still be smashed in front of this solid fortress. Steel Womit will definitely be able to continue its glory!

The cold wind burst out, and the wind in the wilderness was like a wild horse running wild, making Moravant's face hurt with his tongue.

Maumo Lavent stood on the top of the fortress with several guards and family generals. This was the first time that Maumo Lavent commanded a large-scale war. As the target of Maumo Dayin's key training, Maumo Lavante Te is more often exposed to how to deal with internal affairs. There has been no war in the west for a long time.

The last large-scale war was the Battle of Womit Wasteland twenty-six years ago. It was here that the Maumo family led the Western Allied Forces of 68 lords to defeat the 8,000 main army of the Vekia royal family and laid the foundation for the western Twenty years of peace and stability are just a few childhood memories for Maumo Lavent's generation. The memory of the fighting and bloodshed in the past has long become a stunned sigh in the mouth of the old man. "War is actually not that terrible!" Maumo Lavent looked at the cheering soldiers and the corners of his mouth moved. There were thousands of faces of various colors. The tens of thousands of troops with the lord's flag like the waves in the ocean made his blood boil. When setting off from Samang City, Yunong Xiao's "Fan Jing" was thrown out of the sky because of the spectacular scene in front of him.

It has been three days since the Samor army arrived at the edge of the wasteland. After clearing out a dozen weak lords, tens of thousands of troops were stationed on the spot. Maumo Lavent originally expected to see the Samor people in the afternoon at the latest, but Until noon today, except for the howling cold wind in the wilderness, I didn’t even see a shadow.

"Damn Samor people!" Maumo Lavent felt depressed in his heart. He looked at the empty wilderness in the distance and cursed in a low voice. The whole of Vekia knew that the Samor army was the best among the elite.

The longest assault battle, such a weird static war now, makes Mo Mo Lavint scratch his head. Anyone who can be watched by Mo Mo Lavent will definitely not be a fool. Mo Mo Lavent is from the current situation. In the calm, you can feel the storm that you are about to face,

Special Envoy Jones's so-called battle against Salan City within ten days was definitely not just a threat! What he was about to face was an elite force that almost conquered the entire kingdom.

"How is the situation with the scouts? Maumo Lavent turned around and asked the leader of the Wen Tai Banner who was a scout behind him. This is a straightforward western warrior with a dark face like steel.

Years of living in the open air have made him look slightly older, but the occasional cold gleam in his eyes is still as piercing as a needle. Wen Tai was once the best scout in the entire West, and he was praised for his miraculous tracking skills. Because of the eyes of the Maomo family, no one can escape Wen Tai’s eyes in the vast wilderness.

"There is still no situation at the moment." Wen Tai said with an ugly face, "I have sent three more teams of scouts to expand the scope of the investigation to fifty miles, but there is still no trace.

"Except for the Samor Infantry Flag Regiment stationed at the edge of the wilderness, the six thousand Samor Guards Cavalry seemed to have been evaporated by the sun in the wilderness! The only possibility is that the Samor Cavalry did not enter the central wilderness at all." Winter's face was full of hesitation and he was decisive.

"Didn't enter the central wasteland?" Little Momo Lavent murmured strangely. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Winter and said, "You mean that the Momo cavalry detoured to the western snow mountain area and wanted to bypass the central wasteland and attack Saran City directly!" "

"This is impossible!" Momo Lavent immediately shook his head and said, "The snowy mountain area in the west is covered with snow all year round, which is not suitable for cavalry operations at all, and the Qiseye family in the snowy mountain will not let go of the Samors easily! Although the Snowy Mountain people are following We don’t get along, but they are still Westerners, and they will not betray the West at a critical moment!”

"No, sir, you misunderstood!" Little Wentai looked at Momo Lavent, who was a little out of control, pointed at the lord's barracks on the east side of the castle and said, "My subordinate means that we have internal problems, and an emergency mobilization order has been issued." Three days passed, but only fifty-six of the sixty-eight lords in the central wasteland came, and the other twelve lords were still waiting and watching! , this should be the reason why Samor's army did not immediately enter the central wasteland! "

"According to many lords who came to gather, Samor sent envoys to them and asked them to touch their chins. After a while of silence, he said, "Although most of the lords have chosen to support us, we cannot completely exclude you. Said situation! "

Wen Tai said sternly, "Sir, I think things may be worse than we thought. I have sent people to do an inventory. Among the twelve lords who have not arrived, they include the Ventuko family and the Sataris family. The family is guarding the flanks of Fortress Womet, which is a long and narrow forest land. If it is true as the Lord said, I think the Samor Cavalry must be lurking in this area! "

"You mean they are going to use the Wentu Corridor to attack our flanks!" Maumo Lavent's face was slightly stunned. He raised his head and looked to the northwest. A dark forest was like a dark cloud, covering the northern section of the fortress. The dense trees extend to fifty meters outside the city wall.

When the two armies were fighting fiercely, an elite cavalry suddenly rushed out from the nearby spreading forest. Maumo Lavent's face changed drastically, and he suddenly turned around and said to Wen Tai.

"You may be right about your guess. The Ventuko Forest stretches for hundreds of miles. The Samor army can use cavalry to clear out the hidden sentries we set up, and then send a large number of troops to enter along the Ventuko City on the edge of the wilderness, which is the most important line of defense on the flanks. , if it is broken through by the Samor army, the inner wall of Womit will be exposed to the long-range attack of the Samor army. I have ordered Aarontico to lead five thousand people to garrison there, but now it seems that this may not be enough. !”

Wen Tai said solemnly, "Most of the Samor cavalry are light cavalry. The terrain of the Wentuko Corridor is complicated. I believe that the main force of Samor has not moved because the cavalry has not yet cleared the corridor. In this case, my subordinates are willing to lead five thousand Mao Mo The cavalry ambushed along the corridor to let the Samor people know how powerful our Maumo family is!"