Realm of Power

Text 386 Three conditions (5)

, the sky is dark, and the angry rain pours down from the blackened sky. The heavy raindrops hit the ground hard and hard, and the yellow smoke evaporates from the ground.

The sudden heavy rain made the Stian soldiers stationed at the Wattu Pass feel miserable. Groups of soldiers wearing ragged clothes were driven by the heavy rain and ran out of the tattered and leaky tents.

They were the peasant soldiers of the western lords. Unlike the well-equipped Stian regular army, it was impossible for the western lords with weak financial resources to equip them with waterproof tents. Many soldiers' tents were made of ordinary rags pieced together.

Not only were they not waterproof, many of them collapsed in heavy rains, injuring many of the Stian soldiers.

The wind blew in from outside the tent, making the dozens of braziers in the tent roar.

"What's going on outside? Stian Tuxa looked away from the map and raised his head with an unhappy expression. Below him, sat several flag captains from Stian's western regular army.

The rumbling sound outside interrupted Stian Tuxa's analysis. He ordered a guard captain standing in the tent, "Visa! You bring a hundred law enforcement teams. These untouchables are too noisy! We can't count on them." Those useless lords! They need someone to teach them the consequences of obeying military discipline and disobeying the commander!"

"Yes, sir!" the guard captain nodded, bowed respectfully and exited the tent.

The sound of horse hooves tapping soon came from outside the tent, and the iron armor gleamed in the rain. Hundreds of heavily armored black knights, led by the guard captain, quickly disappeared into the darkness.

This is the family's law enforcement team, which is composed of the most loyal family servants. It is the most combat-effective force of the Stian family. The family's royal guard.

"Sir, these peasants and soldiers are our biggest hidden danger!" A flag regiment leader withdrew his gaze from outside the tent. With a bit of disdain on his face, he said in a low voice

"I think these untouchables with no fighting ability can't help us at all. On the contrary, they will have the opposite effect at the critical moment. If it is an ordinary war, forget it, but this time we are facing Samour. During the day, Everyone has seen this, 20,000 peasant soldiers cannot even defeat the opponent's treacherous heavy infantry. This is really a shame for our glorious Stian army!"

"Oh, then what do you think we should do. If the right wing is handed over to your Ninth Flag Regiment, can you guarantee a solid hold?" Stian Tuxa raised his face and said with a cold expression. He knew that because After a series of previous defeats, these unruly family generals have a strong opinion of him."

The words of Stian Tuxa caused a silence in the tent. The battle during the day was very exciting to the entire Stian army. Although the generals of Stian were tough, in fact everyone knew that,

Not only was he defeated during the day. And it was a disastrous defeat. Even if he led the regular troops, he might not be able to stop the Samor army that was launched. No one was stupid enough to risk death.

The continuously stacked three-layered gun array is simply a moving killing machine, and everyone can see it. They are all battle-hardened veterans with superb skills and stable psychology. Let them become the most terrifying enemies on the battlefield. Their indomitable momentum and strong belief in victory are enough for them to dare to attack any opponent.

What's more, the overall commander of the opponent is the Southern Falcon who has swept across the entire kingdom and has never been defeated. 2,000 versus 20,000. This huge disparity clearly proves how sharp this falcon’s claws are!

Facing ten times the number of enemies, he still dared to command a small group of elite troops, which was able to forcibly penetrate the right wing of Stian's army with its extremely sharp assault gun array.

Not only did this make the trap carefully laid by the Stian army not work, but more than 3,000 people were caught in it. Although they were just some insignificant and lowly peasant soldiers, the bravery of the Samor army has been deeply impressed. In the hearts of General Tian,

"Actually, these lords are not useless! At least they can drain the energy of the Samor people." Another general Stian stood up with an embarrassed expression, and drew a long line with his fingers along the map on the long table in the middle.

"Watu Pass is easy to defend but difficult to attack, especially the canyon passage leading to our rear. It belongs to the rear of the front line and will basically not be attacked by the enemy. We can leave this defense to these lords, so that we can You can bring up the elite troops stationed from behind!"

"Haha! This is a good suggestion. I think those farmers are still good at throwing stones down the mountain!" General Stian's words caused a burst of discussion in the tent.

"Peng" Everyone suddenly heard the roar of peasants and soldiers outside getting louder, and inside it was also mixed with the rumble of tents collapsing, the sound of swords clashing, and the neighing and screaming of war horses.

This chaos lasted for a while, and then fell into a dead silence, so quiet that you could even hear the sound of raindrops outside.

With an army of tens of thousands camping, the tranquility seemed particularly strange.

The generals looked at each other with strange expressions. No one spoke. Everyone focused on the commander-in-chief, Stian Tuxa.

"What Wen Amphit said is good! I also think it can be done this way." Stian Tuxa's face was terrifyingly calm as he talked to the generals in the tent, seemingly not noticing the changes outside at all, "Tap! "There was a sound of horse hooves outside the tent, and the guard captain Visa left the tent just now. Walking in from outside covered in dark red. The armor on his body was washed away by the rain and shined brightly.

Large dark red patches are irregularly distributed on it, making it impossible to tell whether it is the original color or whether it was dyed later. Raindrops drip onto the ground along the locking pieces, forming a dark red water line.

Guard Captain Visa came to Stian Tuxa, bowed down respectfully and said, "Sir, all the rioters have been executed! A total of more than 10 heads! They have been hung on the flagpole of the camp by the law enforcement team in accordance with military regulations. , I believe those untouchables will not disturb your lords’ meetings anymore!”

"Well! You go down first!" Stian Tuxa waved his hand to Visa, his expression was calm, and the muscles on his face did not even tremble, as if the person who had just been executed was not a living person, but just a human being. simple numbers

"It is said that it was Master Stian Tuxa who personally ordered the burning of the entire Kyoto!" The generals did not believe this rumor before, but now, this rumor suddenly became much more real in the minds of the generals.

"Madman!" This idea made these generals of Stian burst out from their mouths, their friends and relatives trembled, and hundreds of thousands of people were massacred! ※

The prosperous Kyoto, the heart of the entire kingdom was burned into a sea of ​​flames and ruins,

Such a crazy thing, I really can't do it if I'm not a lunatic.

Stian Tuxa used the corner of his eye to have a panoramic view of the faces of the generals below. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth,

He knew that the series of defeats in the previous battles had made these western generals who had been summoned temporarily look down on him in their hearts. The battle had reached the most critical moment, and he would never allow any doubts.

He needs some special means to gather people's hearts and kill the chickens and monkeys. Now it seems to be good. He believes that no one will dare to question his decision now.

Stian Tuxa pointed at the map, tapped the table with his fingers, and said in a solemn voice, "I originally thought that the Samor army would attack the mouth of the gorge, and deliberately placed the fifth and seventh elite flag regiments at the mouth of the gorge. On both sides of the passage, it seems that the Samors on the opposite side have seen through our arrangement. Starting tomorrow, you two will be responsible for the forward defense of the flag withdrawal passage. I will arrange for other lords to take over your defense."

“But sir, the passage through the gorge is related to the entire war situation, so we still.

. "A mature and prudent General Stian was still worried about such an arrangement. As soon as he stood up from his seat, he was grabbed by the corner of his clothes by his companion, which forced him to interrupt his words.

"Do you want to die? Do you really think that the heads on the flagpole are for those untouchables to see?" The general who held him said softly beside him. This made General Stian shudder. You can see a long series of spherical objects fluttering on the flagpole of the military flag standing outside.

Regarding the general's words, Stian Tuxa pretended not to hear, and still lowered his head to look at the map. After a while, he raised his head. At this moment, all the generals were sitting on their seats honestly, and no one raised any objections. Opinion

"Everyone, do you have any opinions on this arrangement?" Stian Tuxa asked knowingly, his face as gloomy as the sky outside.

"No! Your Majesty's decision is our will!" Generals Stian looked at each other and nodded in response. We are not fools. The commander's intention is already so obvious. Why should we insist on asking for trouble?

The sky gradually brightened in this embarrassment, and a white line appeared on the eastern sky. I don't know whether it was due to heavy rain or other reasons. In the morning, the Samor army never sent out troops to test the mountain. This made Stian Tuksa breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the Samor Falcon was not an omnipotent god. The sudden heavy rain also caught this prestigious Kingdom God of War by surprise.

But soon, Stian Tuxa stopped laughing.

Yesterday's heavy rain washed away the bare rocks. On the hillside without tree protection, gravel, sand, and turbid water flowed down from the higher mountain tops. Camps stationed in the mountains were constantly flooded by turbid water of one kind or another. With the impact, the tents in the camp were washed away, and the ground became muddy and difficult to walk on in the heavy rain.

The armors worn by many Stian soldiers were soaked in the heavy rain and blown by the fierce mountain wind. He was shivering all over because of the cold. The army lacked enough fire and herbs to cure cold syndrome, which caused many soldiers to fall ill due to the cold.

What's even more terrifying is that on both sides of the mountain road near the mouth of the gorge, large piles of loose gravel were washed away by the water on the top of the mountain and collapsed. Like rolling mud dragons, they gush down from the top of the mountain. The rocks roll, and even the trees deep in the cliff are rolled in. The brown tree roots are mixed with human corpses, and they are vaguely visible in the mud.

It was night, and many soldiers were resting in tents. Stian Tuxa took a look and saw that it was a disaster. Just a brief count revealed that more than a thousand people were submerged in gravel and mud. , more than 2,000 people were injured,

The sound of raindrops made Stian Tuxa feel a burst of fear in his heart. The heavy rain had no intention of stopping. The black rain clouds in the sky not only did not decrease, but instead gathered more and more. Like straw piles piled up layer by layer,

Silver lightning came out from inside and struggled forward. A crooked and dazzling flash of light was drawn out, and then it was swallowed up by the black sky again. Everyone could see that a bigger storm was gathering.

"Damn rainy season" This time it was Stian Tuksa's turn to have a headache. In order to defend against the fire bombardment that the Samorian army was famous for throughout the kingdom, the Stian army cut down the dense pine forest and shrubs in the mountain pass. The hill slide without trees has now become a battlefield where a large amount of mud and sand are raging. The turbid yellow water collided with each other and kept washing down from the top of the mountain. Even Stian Tuxa himself was splashed all over, and he had to use his gorgeous armor to walk on the muddy road one step at a time.

In one night, nearly 4,000 people were lost, and the casualties even exceeded the head-on battle the day before. This was tantamount to adding a pinch of salt to the extremely disadvantageous wound of the Stian army.

Stian Tuxa finally knew why the Samor army was so quiet today. The Samor Falcon on the opposite side clearly knew the impact of heavy rain on him, and he was waiting. Wait until your army is completely destroyed by this heavy rain! Legend has it that the Samor Falcon is the favorite of the gods and the patron of the God of Victory. The falcon's claws never fail!

"I won't lose! If the gods help you, I will kill them all as well." Stian Tuxa looked at his subordinates who were covered in mud, and at the family elites who suffered heavy casualties, and turned around with blood-red eyes. . In the rain curtain in the distance. Large tracts of white tents are looming among them, especially the huge falcon war flag, fluttering in the wind in the white rain, with its teeth and claws dancing, as if it has come alive.

"The other side is really a stubborn little guy!" The fat man looked at the ruined Jiangtou camp, with a slight smile on his lips. He could fully imagine the depression and embarrassment of the Christian army on the other side.

The fat man's horse this time was not the Supor war horse specially used by the Samor cavalry, but a more precious Sunaent horse. The mane of this kind of horse is particularly lush and small, like a scarf around the horse's neck. It looks particularly noble. It is one of the favorite war horses collected by nobles.

If the Supor horse is the knight among war horses, then the Sunaent horse is the noble among war horses. It is considered to be the most elegant and noble horse breed, paired with the energetic armor on the fat man. In the falling rain, it really feels a bit elegant and free.

This was specially sent from the Jones family a few days ago. It is the fat man's fiancée, a war horse that Sister Nelly Jones ordered for her personally. Duke Shunuzhou, who was so famous that the fat man was accused of "skilled marriage" , Jue Shi took the initiative,

She will come to Fatty's military camp in four days as the new patriarch of the Jones family. Discuss the Jones family's reorganization of the Kyoto Joint Chamber of Commerce, of course this time in Kyoto. It's no longer the same Cresto. But the new center of Wikiia "Zhivadin"

Fatty could not refuse this request. In name, Jones Nelly was still the city lord of Zhivadin. Fatty could understand the Jones family's urgent request to show their influence.

The situation is stronger than the people, especially the civil strife in the Jones family, which made the always aloof Jones old fox see one thing clearly. The army is the final say in the kingdom, and the largest force in the kingdom now is Samor, whose territory starts from the south. Expanding to the north, commercial changes and preferential trade policies allowed Samor's influence to expand rapidly.

Countless merchants from all over the continent gathered in southern Wikiia. The population and industrial base of the south are getting stronger day by day. In March, the Commercial Alliance signed a trade agreement with the southern overlord Rode. After promising to pay a toll of 100,000 gold coins every year, the kingdom of Rode, which has common interests with Samor, offered to Samor Opening up its own business channel, this has virtually doubled the scope of the business alliance, with more than 100,000 merchants joining the business alliance.

The prosperous southern Zivadin people broke through the 600,000 mark in the May report, surpassing the heyday of the previous kingdom Kyoto Klesto.

On the wealthy Zhivadin Plain, there is an endless stream of merchant carriages and transport ships, and the new center of the Kingdom of Wikia has been formed. It is said that the previous southern overlord was just a vulgar warrior with the title of governor, and now Satsuma Fatty Er has become synonymous with nobility and the new king of Wikidia.

On the entire continent, except for a few northern forces headed by Myerdian, other kingdoms only recognized Samor as the representative of Wikiya. As for Stian Kusai in the north, more Wikiya people called him the "Sleeping King" "Kusa" has an obvious derogatory meaning in the Wikiyan language, in order to satirize the despicable actions of this northern hero in the Kugit War and his shamelessness in relying on the Redians!

If the Jones family does not want to miss a rare development opportunity because of their arrogance, then they must abandon their previous equal cooperation attitude and truly become a large branch of Samor's power. Jones Nelly personally takes action. Represents a change in philosophy of the Jones family

"Sir, regarding the three conditions of the Maumo family, should we consider it?" Lidakus, who was accompanying him, asked in a low voice in the fat man's ear. "There is no problem with the first two requirements for trade and mutual caravan formation." , but they asked us to send out troops to help the Maomo family stabilize the west, I think this is not good for me, Samor. A divided west is what we need most. We can select a few agents from the many families in the west, which can further achieve the purpose of dispersing the power of the west. The Maumo family It’s too strong, we may not be able to control it!”

"The scattered west!" The fat man seemed to be dissatisfied with Lidakus's words. He looked away from the mountain pass in the distance with a calm expression, and lightly patted the horse under his crotch with the riding crop in his hand. He asked with a sarcastic look, "Which families do you think can do it? Altay, Festo, or the Bick family that smuggles arms? If I ask you to guarantee that the caravan can cross safely from the west, do you think any of them can do it?" Which one can do it?”

"this

Lidakus's face was pale and he was a little panicked. The families mentioned by the fat man were all related to the Lida family and were important partners in business. The fat man named these families face to face, which was too warning. It's obvious.

Lidakus himself knew it very well. Although these families are close to the Lida family, they do not have the prestige of the Maomo family. Not to mention ruling the entire west, their own territories are full of bandits and are in a mess, making these families the leaders of the west. Agent, that's a disaster.

"Go and reply to them!" The fat man raised his whip and pointed at the mountains in the distance. "I can agree to the three conditions, but I also have three conditions. First, the business alliance must set up a branch in the west. Second, the business alliance must set up a branch in the west. , the West must claim itself as part of Vekia!"

"Third!" The fat man looked at Lidakus and said with a sneer, "If I, Samoor, send troops, I have to pay a price. I don't want to spend tens of thousands of dollars on military expenses at a young age!"

"Ten thousand!" Lidakus's eyes were round and he almost fell off his horse. The fat man was crazy about money. Everyone knows what the west is like. He only relies on such a small amount of fur income every year and has to support so many people. A large group of people, even the Mao Mo family, the ruler of the west. It is estimated that the profit is only ten thousand gold coins a year at most. "Ten thousand! It's not enough even if you ask the Maomo family to sell their family property. "Yes! Thousands of falls! "The fat man nodded with a firm tone and said, "Nothing less, if not. Then use that woman named Mao Monaqing as collateral."

"That's it!" Lidakus's face was stunned, and his eyes were rolling on the fat man's face. Although the fat man was lustful and devoted to money, he had never heard of his habit of using women as collateral, and he still The time is coming for the Jones family’s fiancée,

It can't be some "internal struggle", come to think of it. Lidacus, who had always been cautious and timid, couldn't help but shrink his head. This kind of complicated struggle in the monarch's own family is a "mess" that he has fallen into even without bones.

Thinking about the bloody incidents in the royal family of past dynasties, Lidakus, who had once read the secret files of the Ruidian royal family, no longer dared to say anything. He just looked at the fat man with a pair of pitiful little eyes to show that he was "complete." I don’t know”

"What are you thinking!" The fat man saw Lidakus looking at him with a look of disdain. He gave Lidakus a whip and cursed, "I think that woman is not simple. I'm not sure she's in the west!"

"Your Excellency, you are really wise. This woman is the apple of the eye of the Mao Mo family. To be able to play such an important role in the secret mission this time, it seems that Mao Mo Dayin values ​​her. Even more than Mao Mo Lawen, who is the clan leader. "T." Lidakus nodded with a silly smile, looking at the fat man's back and couldn't help but twist his mouth, "I don't think anyone would be worried about such a beautiful woman in the west."

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