Realm of Power

The long-lasting June night wind blows from the moist meadows of the plains. The dense Qingyuan Mountains were blown with a sound, and the giant falcon battle flag standing in the middle of the military camp made a swishing sound in the night wind.

"Hoo" black rain clouds gathered in the sky, "pa" a shining silver snake tore through the black curtain, illuminating the miles-long Samor military camp below, followed by a burst of thunder.

In the middle of the night, the fat man, who was feeling a little drunk, suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from outside. He couldn't help but feel his heart tightening. He quickly opened the Thracian cashmere stall covering his body, turned over and hurried forward.

Opening the tent with one hand, a burst of moist and cool water vapor came out. The rain mixed with it made people feel refreshed, and it hit his face. "June rainy season!" The fat man whispered with an ugly face,

Fatty never expected that the continuous rainy season in June, which in previous years would bring abundant rain to agriculture, would arrive half a month early. This made Fatty feel troubled and helpless.

"Sir! Rain, it's raining!" Adjutant Lidakus walked out of the tent on the right side of the military camp wearing a layer of oilcloth used by the cavalry to keep out the rain. The rainwater flows down the tarpaulin, like a small waterfall

There was a hint of hesitation in Lidakus's voice, and his slightly pale face was visible under the black oilcloth. Behind him were several Samor generals, all with a trace of depression on their faces.

"This rain came at the wrong time!" The fat man's face was equally ugly. He sighed secretly in his heart and looked at the sky with helpless eyes. You can see it. Black rain clouds are still gathering. This is not a passing rain.

Lines of silvery white rain fell from the sky, hitting the hard ground and turning into sprays of water, forming puddles on the soft soil of the plain below.

"Damn the weather." The fat man clenched his five fingers into a ball while holding the tent curtain.

This was a God-given opportunity, an opportunity for me to devote myself wholeheartedly and mobilize all my strength to complete a fatal blow to Beistian.

The northern Kujit army gathered in Aichmore, which helped Samur a lot. Because of this war, the 100,000 Myridian Northern Army originally stationed in North Stian had to return to the northern grasslands to support their kingdom, and lost Without the support of the Yin Erdian people, the Kingdom of Stian, which hastily expanded its army, was not able to compete with the south for the time being.

Fatty took advantage of this gap period to launch this great battle. Under the aggressive pressure of the 100,000-strong army of the southern overlord Samor, the fate of the Kingdom of Northern Stian seemed to be doomed. The goddess of victory continued to take care of Samor, Since June, everything has been going in a positive direction

On the northern front, Salon's 60,000 northern fortress troops broke through the three lines of defense of the Stian family in succession and were confronting the 50,000 troops led by Stian Kusai in the northern important town of Slar.

On the western front, the 50,000-strong Western Army led by Fatty personally swept across the western frontier of Stian with the posture of sweeping fallen leaves in the autumn wind. They successively captured six important towns in the west and defeated the western army of Stian. Easily bring the entire western two counties into Samor's sphere of influence,

Battle B has reached its most critical moment.

The Samor troops are pressing down on the Wattu Pass. As long as it is opened up, it will be the smooth Kudan Plain, which is the heart of the rule of the entire Northern Stian. Fatty believes that the last link of the entire campaign will be most perfectly displayed there. One hundred thousand Samors The army will attack front and back there, completely encircling and annihilating the main force of Stian, which is still being strangled by the Northern Army.

But at this moment, in this damn dangerous Vatu, Fatty had to watch his army wait in the mud, and helplessly watch this precious opportunity slip away from his hands as time went by.

"Sir, what should we do?" Several Generals Summer asked. The situation in front of them became increasingly unoptimistic. Everyone looked at the fat man with hesitant eyes.

According to the plan, "Tomorrow morning, the Samor army will launch another attack on the Watu Pass, but this sudden heavy rain completely disrupted the entire attack plan.

Heavy rain will inevitably turn the already insurmountable Wattu Pass into a muddy swamp without any heavy infantry. Wearing dozens of kilograms of heavy armor, he can charge along the muddy and smooth mountain road towards the forest of spears standing on the opposite side. Their swaying bodies and incomplete formation will only make these brave and capable warriors the target of the mountaintop archers.

"Follow the original plan and execute it!" Fatty looked at the hesitant eyes of the generals around him and said with determination. As the commander-in-chief of one party, Fatty had no choice.

Military morale can never be discouraged, even in the face of desperate situations. I can only muster up the courage to move forward.

"Don't worry, I have ordered the Mountain Longbow Flag Regiment to come from Alatu to assemble. They are experts in mountain warfare and will provide cover for the attack tomorrow!" The fat man said to several anxious-looking General Samour.

Hearing the cover of the longbow troops, the emotions of the several generals gradually calmed down. The fat man asked Lidakus to contact the western branch of the newly established Commercial Alliance and quickly transport a large number of rainproof tents along the river.

Fatty knew that it usually rained like this for several days in a row. If there is no good waterproof equipment, it will be a disaster for the area where the army is hoarding."

The warriors' iron armor and weapons would become damp due to moisture, and the leather ropes connecting the armor pieces and the tendons used to make bow strings would also become soft and wet due to moisture, making them unusable in the event of a war.

The fat man sent Lidakus and others away, and did not return to the camp. Instead, he stood there, looking solemnly through the darkness, looking at the Vatu Pass in the distance in the rain and fog, which was occasionally illuminated by lightning, and his frowning eyebrows formed into a river. Character

"The heavy rain has cleared the basin." The fat man muttered, looking into the distance with his bright eyes, as if he could see through the rain curtain and see what was behind the black sky.

. "Bang!" A bolt of lightning tore through the sky, illuminating the fat man's face and also illuminating the deep Huatu Pass in the distance. At this moment, the mountain passage was in darkness, and the Stian Military Camp was originally densely packed with hills. The firelight appeared much sparser in the increasingly heavy rain,

But the fat man felt a strange feeling in his mind, as if the rain in front of him had brought something. This feeling was like a layer of paper about to be broken. It’s always just a little bit different!

"Sir, are you worried about the heavy rain?" Just when the fat man felt a headache, a crisp and delicate female voice sounded from behind,

The fat man turned around. I saw a graceful and charming figure emerging from the shadows. This was the woman I had paid special attention to at the banquet today.

Her graceful figure was covered with a pure blue Larry fox fur, with a charming smile on her delicate and pretty face.

Different from the bright and bold temperament at the banquet, Mao Monaqing's face still had a bit of blush at this moment.

Delicate and a bit shy, her drunken laziness makes her as gorgeous as snow, adding a bit of charm that is rare for mature women.

The two sides of the woolen animal skin hat with mixed yellow and white colors on the head,

Her long black hair was revealed, waving slightly in the night wind, reflecting the girl's unique youthful beauty.

The whole person stood there slim and graceful, like a snow mountain goddess coming with the wind in the dark night.

The fat man was stunned for a while. It’s hard to connect this beautiful young girl with the scheming woman at the banquet.

"Puch, sir, you don't want me to stand in the rain at dawn!" Mao Mo Naqing saw the fat man's silly look, covered her hands lightly, and laughed out loud,

Beauty is like jade. The fat man couldn't help but feel a little hot for being so shameless, but he also had an extra thought in his heart. This woman is not simple, looking for herself so late. It must be related to the negotiations that will officially start tomorrow!

"I'm sorry! I was so rude!" The fat man looked cautious and said a few words of apology to Mao Monaqing, but he had no intention of inviting Mao Mona into the tent. Instead, he stood outside the big tent. The branches stop.

The tent was very messy. Fatty had the habit of placing documents randomly. Naturally, there were many secrets inside that were not allowed to be seen by outsiders, especially those from the Western Alliance.

The beauty trap is no longer effective for legs that have experienced strong winds and waves. Especially the woman in front of me is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp."

"Haha, this is the first time I've seen someone like you!" Mao Monaqing was surprised when she saw the fat man being so cautious.

Mao Mo Naqing is not an ordinary girl. As the apple of the eye of the western ruler Mao Mo Daying, the dream goddess in the hearts of countless western aristocratic children, the men she has met in the past, not only have the honor to invite her, but also get a smile from her. will become a source of bragging rights.

But the man in front of him rejected him, although the rejection was not explicit.

But the faint sense of rejection left in the fat man's words could still be clearly felt by Mao Monaqing. Mao Monaqing had a strange feeling in her heart. Women's inexplicable sixth sense is always particularly sensitive. "I wonder if your Excellency has ever heard of a Western language?" Mao Mo Naqing asked softly.

"Western proverb?" The fat man frowned slightly, not knowing how beautiful this appearance was. What does it mean when a girl with a smart heart suddenly comes up with this sentence?

"Heavy rain will turn the mountainous area into a disaster place!" Mao Monaqing chuckled at the corner of the fat man's mouth, her bright eyes shining in the night,

"Heavy rain will turn the mountainous area into a disaster place?" The fat man couldn't help but be startled when he heard Mao Mo Naqing's words, and suddenly looked at the confused Watu Pass in the distance as if he suddenly understood. The eyebrows that were still frowning suddenly turned into joy

The fat man almost shouted excitedly, "Yes, mudslides! The high mountains and mountains that have lost trees are the hardest hit areas by mudslides.

The fat man finally knew the answer that he had never found in his heart, but he didn't notice it at all. Because he was too nervous, Bai Zhe's fingers in Mao Mona's long sleeves gently twisted the ribbon on the sleeve, and flicked it slightly.

That smooth and delicate feeling can help Mao Monaqing reduce the tension and guilt in her heart.

This short sentence seemed to make Mao Monaqing use up all her strength. The peace-loving Mao Monaqing knew what her reminder meant.