Realm of Power

The arrowheads carried the cold wind, roaring like a swarm of locusts across the enemy's head.

"Crack, crackle, crackle"

The mail was torn open, and the sharp arrowheads pierced the body of the Christian soldier.

Bright red blood spurted out from the wound and was blown by the fierce mountain wind and splashed onto the face of his companion.

"Enemies, the left side is full of enemies!" the Stian soldiers shouted in panic. Not far from the gorge, the peasant and soldier troops composed of local nobles were also shot in front of the fierce arrows, crying for their fathers and mothers.

The knights who were supervising the battle were still driving them with their war horses. They were still hiding behind the rocks in the mountains like mice, crowding and refusing to come out.

The right wing of Wattushan, where the battle was fierce, was soon covered by a hail of arrows fired from the left wing.

The soldiers are wavering, the battle line is wavering, and the defense line on the right wing is retreating involuntarily. This time, not only the soldiers, but also many generals of Stian have lost confidence in the Mount Vatus defense line.

"Sir, reinforcements. Without reinforcements, we can't hold on!" Natal, the commander of Samor's fifth flag, cried and almost rolled and crawled to Stian Tuxa.

His Fifth Flag Regiment was originally guarding a relatively steep mountain road, but Stian Tuxa issued a death order asking him to take back the Sixth Flag Regiment's defense line.

Natal continuously invested two squadrons, but failed to capture the defense area of ​​the Sixth Banner Regiment. Instead, his own defense line was broken up by the scattered defeated army. Under the impact of the Samor Guards Cavalry, most of them were killed or injured.

Even he himself was wounded in the right arm by the Samor cavalry.

If it hadn't been for the desperate stabbing of his bodyguard, he would now be an ugly corpse in the mud on the mountainside.

The muddy water and dark red blood all over his body were mixed together, two ugly colors that made him look like a rolling ball of mud.

"Can't hold on?" Stian Tuxa looked at him angrily. The defeat in front of him was already doomed.

For proud Stian Tuxa,

Defeating twice in a row at the hands of Samor's army was an unbearable insult.

"Useless trash!" Stian Tuxa kicked Natak out of the fight, seeming to vent all his anger on the embarrassed General Stian.

"Sir! Reinforcements! As long as there are a thousand more people." Tucker didn't seem to give up. He still got up from the mire covered in mud. His army was still waiting for him to save him.

"A thousand people!" Stian Tuxa's eyes narrowed into a straight line, and an icy chill penetrated his face with rage.

That Tucker's thousand men seemed to irritate him,

He suddenly discovered that as a commander in charge of an army of 50,000 people, he could not spare a single person except for a guard of 100 people.

Stian Tuxa looked at the crumbling defense line, at the regular Stian army who were still resisting desperately, and suddenly looked at Tucker who was covered in mud and water, and said in a cold voice, "I don't have a thousand men, but you do! "

"Me?" Natal looked stunned when Stian Tuxa said that, and suddenly a cold light flashed in front of his eyes,

"Plop!" Natal's head flew up into the air with his eyes open.

"Hiss" This tragic scene caused everyone around to take a breath of air-conditioning. They looked at the twitching headless corpse lying in the mud with pale faces, and subconsciously shrank their heads.

"Notify the entire army immediately. Anyone who dares to retreat from the battle will suffer this fate!"

Stian Tuxa looked around with ferocious eyes, and then stabbed the bloody sword in his hand into the soil in front of him.

The Samorian Northern Army, which occupied the left wing, quickly divided into several squadrons and moved towards the mouth of the gorge guarding the valley. "Crack!" The spears of the two armies collided fiercely at the connection point of the gorge mouth.

"Kill, rush over!" The heavy infantry of the Samor Northern Army, wearing heavy armor, rushed forward with the shield in their hands.

"Bump!" A thin nobleman was squeezed down from the mouth of the gorge dozens of meters high.

"Ah" the tragic howl was quickly drowned out by the echoes of the fighting all around.

The execution of Natak, the leader of the Fifth Banner, made all the Stian generals feel chilled. The already shaken defense line miraculously stabilized.

"Move up the trebuchet!"

The fat man couldn't help frowning when he saw the stalemate in the battle, and ordered the two western flag regiments to bring in the hundreds of trebuchets they had brought.

The 50,000 Samor Western Army was all involved in this battle that decided the entire war.

Countless flying boulders were like cutting lines, whizzing and rolling into the top of the mountain guarded by the Christian army.

"Crash!" The Stian soldiers who were crowded together were hit with stones and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Throughout the queue, there were traces of bloody flesh and blood,

"Order the Hunter Squadron to come to me!" Crolisate, who was in charge of the main attack, also put his own bodyguards into the battle.

Six Samorian mountain infantry, like six turbulent black waves, rolled into the wavering Stian front,

"kill"

The two armies met, and the soldiers on the opposite side realized that

Before the queue could reach the front, swarms of flying knives were already flying over like a storm. The strange whistling and screams of their companions made the Stian soldiers panic.

The thin mail armor of the Stian soldiers was torn apart by the sharp blades flying in front of them.

This time, in front of the black Samor crowd, there were not sharp spears, but hunting knives that shone coldly in the sun.

These mountain infantrymen who were hunters did not know the Northern Army's solid top-line tactics.

They are all experienced hunters. They have their own unique fighting methods. The hunter's daggers in their hands are specially used for throwing prey, which can accurately nail the enemy to death more than ten meters away.

These six squadrons, composed of experienced hunters, soon introduced new changes to the stalemate right-wing offensive.

"Ah!" The already exhausted Christian soldiers were reduced to pieces in front of this new group of elite soldiers entering the battlefield.

"Hail, for Samour!"

Hu Keqili's cavalry finally rushed out from the rout. Countless black cavalry were like a whirling dart,

Shoot towards Stian Tuxa’s own formation,

Stian Tuxa looked at the cavalry that was attacking him, and quickly ordered the knight team behind him to step forward to block it, while he fled again with the personal guards around him.

After Hu Keqili dealt with the Stian knight who was blocking the way, he discovered that the enemy commander had fled, leaving only a lone Northern Banshee battle flag.

"Cut the flag!" Hu Keqili loudly ordered to the cavalry behind him, "Crack" a crisp knife sound, and with the cold light of the sword flashing, the Northern Banshee war flag fluttered down from the broken flagpole and was Hu Keqili grabbed it and hung it on his sword

The Stian army on the top of the mountain collapsed completely, and the gate of Kudan Plain was opened in front of Fatty.

The humid summer monsoon blows across the vast Kudan plain, and the sagebrush beside the Kunan River sways in the wind.

The river water has become a bit turbid due to the monsoon rains some time ago. It is mixed with rolling mud and collides with the round pebbles on the riverside, making a crisp swishing sound.

The stone surface by the river has grooves brought out by the water flow. The surface is polished so clear that it seems that people's shadows can be seen.

The river flows gently over it, like a thin layer of sand covering it

A group of black-armored cavalry came from the upper reaches of the river. The horses' hooves stepped into the river water up to the horse's belly. The turbulent water flow was separated in the horse's belly, forming white water lines.

The leader was a slightly obese young man, wearing only a simple layer of buttoned fine-patterned mail.

There was a weird arc-shaped long sword hanging on his waist, with a bit of indifference on his face.

The sparse scenery along the way made this young man's eyebrows furrowed.

Because the Salon Army was executing Fatty's migration order, most of the villages along the way were deserted, and almost no one could be seen on the road.

This order was stopped by Fatty after the Battle of Mount Wattu, but half of the people were still moved to the west, which was very unfavorable to the newly recovered Kudan people.

"Sir, Kudan City is just downstream of this river! I believe we can arrive in the afternoon!" A cavalry general following the young man said with a bit of regret on his face.

"That old fox Stian Kusai. After learning that the Wattou Pass was lost, he even abandoned Kudan's lair and led his troops to retreat overnight to Moorhausk further north, which had been assigned to the Redians by the royal family.

The commander of the Salon Army could only temporarily station troops on the border of Moorhausk without receiving instructions from the Lord. According to our secret assassination report from the Stian family, this time the Stian family only took away records belonging to their own family. 10,000 elite private troops, and left nearly 40,000 miscellaneous troops to us.

Lord Salon was also very troubled by such a huge number of prisoners, so he specially sent a young man to ask the Lord whether he needed to continue the pursuit and what to do with these prisoners! "

"What is the current state of those nobles who originally belonged to the Stian family!"

The fat man on the horse looked a little absent-minded. The just-concluded Battle of Mount Vatus had caused the Stian family to completely lose control of the Kudan Plain.

If it weren't for the speed of Stiancu's race, the 100,000 Samor elites surrounded by the two armies,

This tycoon who controls the entire north will definitely die without a burial place.

A strong man has his arm broken. He is ruthless to his enemies and even more ruthless to himself!

The Stian family's decisiveness as always made Fatty feel a little admired.

This lurker entrenched in the north always seems to like to do this kind of thing. As long as he finds that the situation is not good, he will run faster than anyone else.

It's just that the Stian family, which lost its nest this time, doesn't know if there will be a chance to make a comeback again.

"Most of Kudan's nobles followed the Stian family to Moorhausk, and only a few dozen families with good relations with our business alliance stayed!"

Hu Keqili said, but his eyes fell on the fat man's slightly sparse and expressionless face, and his voice hesitated, "It's just Kudan City..."

"Is Kudan City still unwilling to surrender?" The fat man interrupted him, with a hint of imperceptible anger in his voice, which made Hu Keqili's heart tighten.

He looked at the displeased look on the fat man's face, and thought of the earnest looks from several Samor northern regiment leaders before leaving, so he had to muster the courage to say

"Sir, I think Kudan City is just an example. We don't need to worry about this abandoned city at all! There are no troops there, only civilians.

Kudan City does not represent the Kudan people. For example, many of our army are Kudan people from the north.

Hu Keqili paused and looked at the fat man's face carefully. He didn't see any excitement or anger in the fat man before he continued, "They once gathered under your banner because of the Kugit War. I hope Adults can take them into consideration,

If your Excellency orders the suppression of Kudan City in the north, I'm afraid it will leave an indelible mark in the hearts of these Samor generals who came from the north. This will be detrimental to us Samor!

It will also have a certain impact on adults who are always known for their kindness and wisdom!

"Well, you don't think I'm going to order a massacre of the city, do you?"

There was a slight change on the fat man's indifferent face, like a sleeping person who was startled by the noise, his bright eyes turning.

Like two cold blades, they shot out from the eyes that were full of confusion just now. Hu Keqili felt chilled when he saw it.

"No! I just hope that your lord can take this into consideration when dealing with Kudan City and those prisoners!" Hu Keqili lowered his head and tried to appear calmer. In fact, the five fingers holding the horse's reins were nervous. And pale,

No one dared to accuse Fatty Samour in front of his face, especially when this kind of persuasion seemed like pleading for the enemy.

Fatty Samour, in addition to his famous heart smaller than the eye of a needle,

There are also a hundred thousand invincible elites under his command, and the lofty prestige of being on the throne of Vecia,

The fire of destruction in Kyoto Cresdo seemed to still be flashing in Hu Keqili's heart, even though Hu Keqili was not with Fatty at the time.

But he was very clear about some secret things. When he learned that Kyoto was plundered by the Stian army, the fat man in charge of the entire campaign,

He did not immediately order the march to Kyoto, but ordered the entire army to wait for orders on the spot.

This undoubtedly turned this avoidable military disaster into a disaster that destroyed the entire Cresto

The fat man’s order to stay put made countless people confused.

Now it seems that it was indeed the most "appropriate" order at the time. The fire burned Kyoto and also burned the spiritual support in the hearts of the nobles of Vikia.

The once glorious royal family of Vekia, Samor’s potential biggest enemy,

They were all buried in the rubble by the fire,

This is for the fat man who has been worried about how to deal with the royal family.

How "appropriate"

With the help of the Stian family, Fatty crushed the biggest stumbling block in his way to the throne into pieces.

He came back and slapped him again, killing the returning Stian army until their blood flowed like a river.

The Stian family, which has always been famous for its cunning, was confused by Fatty's puzzling order. Not only did they become free thugs, they were not even paid.

"A crown forged in blood and killing!"

That war disaster reduced the entire Cresto to ruins and made the prosperous Kyoto history.

More than 10,000 Kyoto nobles and 80,000 Kyoto citizens became victims of war and conspiracy.

So,

In front of us is the home of the Stian family, the ultimate goal of more than 100,000 people who fought through the January War.

How many people will die in Kudan City?

With Fatty's iron-blooded method of repaying blood with blood, it is not impossible to kill the entire Kudan City.

Thinking of this, even a murderous warrior like Hu Keqili couldn't help but be deeply shaken by the horrific scenes that might occur.

The civil war in Vikia lasted for two years, with more than 200,000 casualties and millions of refugees.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, but peace still prevails with singing and dancing,

These were the words of the slightly naive young man in front of me.

"You don't need to be so nervous!" The fat man looked at Hu Keqili's embarrassment and said with a grin.

"As far as I know, there is no Stian army in the entire Kudan Plain. In our eyes, Kudan is just a city with an open door.

The fat man waved his hand and continued, "There are just some residents inside who don't welcome outsiders! I'm not interested in them, I'm just curious about who is holding down Kudan! I heard it's a woman named Jelinkana, If possible, I would like to meet her! "

"Yes, this Jelinkana woman is said to be the head of the Jelin family, the largest family in Kudan City. Hu Keqili finally breathed a sigh of relief on his nervous face when he heard the fat man's words, but he soon became weird. His expression suddenly stopped speaking,

He hesitated to speak and looked at the fat man and said, "After the Stian family withdrew, this woman spent her own money to form a private army of about a thousand people. She said..."

"Haha, I know even if you don't tell me!" Fatty said with a disapproving smile.

"It means that our Samor army forcibly drove the Kudan people to the western desert, which is an act of a tyrant!"

"She's not the first person to compare me to a tyrant!!" The fat man seemed to be dissatisfied with the title.

"You may not know that this woman named Jelinkana once wrote an impassioned letter to me, the tyrant, in the name of a resister! If it weren't for this letter, I would have ordered the Long enters Kudan!"

"How could she say that to your lord!" Hu Keqili said with an excited expression. "If your lord hadn't fought against the Kugits, I don't know what suffering these northerners would have suffered. These are all ungrateful people!"

"But we also invaded Kudan!" the fat man added from behind, and pointed at the green suburban manor in front of him with the riding crop in his hand.

"The merits and demerits have their own merits. Later generations will say that what we have to do is to do our own thing seriously! Send someone to tell Salon that I will not go to Kudan City for the time being. I remember the Business Alliance said that there is Latu ahead. Kate Manor, that’s a dark spot in the north of the Business Alliance, let’s go there first!”

Outside Kudan City,

June has begun to get hot. Not far away, under Kudan City, the Samorian army surrounded the entire city. The flying Samorian falcon war flag made the private soldiers on the city tremble with fear.

Everyone knows

The northern wealthy Stian family, which has dominated the Kudan region for hundreds of years, was personally defeated by the kingdom's God of War, Fatty Samor, on Mount Vatu.

Kudan, the brightest pearl in the north, is now tightly held in Samor's hand.

As long as the Samor army is willing,

Occupying Kudan is just a matter of a command.

Salon was leading a dozen Samor generals in full armor standing outside the camp waiting for the fat man's arrival. The victory of the Kudan Battle made Salon's reputation unparalleled.

Salon led the northern army from the northern fortress of Hubra all the way to the northern important town of Kudan.

While the main force of the Western Army used its superior forces to advance step by step, he led 60,000 Samor troops to withstand the counterattack of 100,000 Stian troops, laying the foundation for the victory of the entire Kudan Battle.

Salon, the star of the general that the fat man had been honing, finally emitted his own bright brilliance.