Realm of Power

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"You kill them all..." Nilai's pretty face suddenly turned white. She held on to the battlement next to her with one hand to stabilize her body. That was hundreds of living lives. Nilai's eyes flickered and stopped on Hongyu's face, her eyelids were bloodshot

"Now that it has been done, there is no room for retreat." Hongyu raised her head unexpectedly, looked at Nilai questioningly, with a determined face, pointed at Fatty and said loudly

"Although I don't like his point of view, I have to admit that Lhasa City is currently facing internal and external troubles. If we cannot take the opportunity to eliminate the opposing nobles in the city, then even if we can escape this disaster, we will be endlessly destroyed. Rather than being entangled in such troubles, it would be better to get rid of them all."

"Then, what should we do now? If we know that something happened to the nobles in the city, the kingdom will definitely not let us go." Nilai's face turned red and white for a while. After a while, she withdrew her glare with great frustration. Looking at each other, it's a done deal. It's too late to say anything now. One is his most reliable assistant and the other is his benefactor. What else can he do?

"What are you afraid of? Now that Kyoto has too much time to take care of itself, how can it have the energy to take care of this place? As long as Lhasa City has enough strength, even if Kyoto wants to do anything, it will be impossible."

The fat man looked disapproving and pointed outside the city. "It's time to deal with this annoying guy."

As if he had sensed something was wrong in the city, Marquis Wild Wolf, who had mobilized his troops just now, had already rushed out of the queue on horseback. Under the escort of several cavalry wearing horned helmets, he positioned himself a hundred meters away from Lhasa City. In a provocative manner,

Housavis, who was wearing red horns, raised the heavy knight's sword in his hand and shouted, then ran back, then reined in his horse and stopped in front of the infantry formation, dancing and dancing, apparently looking for a fight.

It wasn't until this moment that Fatty understood why Housavis was called Wild Wolf Marquis. The body is tall and majestic, the skin is dark, the exposed parts of the face mask are painted with a few bright colors, and there are two pointed helmets on the head. In addition, from time to time, there are blood-curdling wolf howls coming from the mouth, but it looks like A huge wild wolf

Fatty looked around and saw a dead silence on the city wall, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing and heavy. Everyone's faces were ashen, obviously frightened by this notorious guy.

"Lord Nilai, let me go. Even if I die, I will chop off this guy's head to avenge the death of the Grand Duke." Next to him, a general in armor from Lhasa City couldn't bear the abuse of Hou Savis, who was under the city. Provocative, he knelt down on one knee with an angry look and asked Nilay for a fight.

"Clown, what's so scary? Give me an hour and I'll come to you with that guy's head." Just as Nilai hesitated, Fatty said calmly, "If I can't do it, I'm willing to be punished by military law."

"One hour" Nilai looked stunned and stared at Fatty in disbelief. Everyone nearby seemed to be looking at a crazy person.

Nilai frowned and said, "No, I can't let you die. The Housavis Legion is the elite of the Normans. Even the most famous Mamluk cavalry in the kingdom cannot defeat him within an hour, let alone cut him down." Such a hasty attack on his head cost you your life in the end. My father was killed by this demon because of his carelessness."

Hongyu curled her lips in disdain and took the opportunity to sarcastically say, "Damn fat, you've blown your mind. Who do you think you are? The first general across the strait, Vekia Falcon, if you can defeat Hussa within an hour." Weiss Legion, I can do anything you ask me to do."

"Vekia Falcon?" Fatty Haoxuan was not startled by these words. His expression changed. He stared at Hongyu with a sly smile on his lips. He said with a hint of ridicule in his voice, "That's not even possible. Oh, many people say that I look a bit like him."

"Bah Tian is shameless and doesn't even know what he is. He actually wants to compete with the number one general in the mainland." Hong Yu's face turned red when she was stared at, and she spat on the ground angrily.

"Haha, you will know when the time comes." Fatty laughed and took the sharp sword from the guard behind him.

"If I'm to blame, I blame you for giving me a chance." Fatty took one last look at the corner of the city where smoke was still rising, and knew that his plan was almost completed.

Now that the most important noble district in the city is completely under his control, possible variables have been eliminated. Thousands of well-equipped Dylans heavy infantry are hunting down the nobles in the city. Thick smoke is rising from the city. As you can see, the process may not be user-friendly, but it is an extremely important step.

If we want to completely overthrow the city of Lazar, we must not only cut off its connection with the outside world, but also cut it off from within. If we want to conquer a region, we must first conquer the hearts of the people in that region.

Unfortunately, the time is too short. Only by taking coercive measures to uproot the old strength can we inject new forces into it. Only by draining away these impure blood can the Kingdom of Wikiya truly and firmly control Lazarus. city.

Otherwise, even if Nile is forced to surrender to Vecia, the nobles in the city will still turn to Salander, and when the time comes, he will be in a situation where he will be attacked from both sides.

"Sir, you didn't even notify us of the action just now. This time, we Hulin soldiers will also participate in the battle."

At the city gate, Hu Lun Feilin, who received the news of the war, hurried over and pulled the reins of the fat war horse with a resentful look. Next to her, there were Fei Dunlan Ya dressed in military uniform and Kujit dressed in fine clothes. style of mail and helmet At the top, there is a cluster of snow-white fur, floating in the wind. It originally had an orchid-like temperament. At this moment, the armor is attached to it, looking heroic and heroic. In the weapon slot of the horse's crotch, there is an inlaid weapon. With a silver-rimmed Kujit compound bow,

"This battle is your first battle in Salander, and it is of extraordinary significance." Fitunlanya looked at Fatty with piercing eyes, seeming to be looking for a reason for herself to fight. "Although the Guards Cavalry is famous, the enemy is also Normandy after all. If the elite of the people are assisted by Hu Lin Scimitar as infantry, they will be able to get twice the result with half the effort."

"Sir, we can set off," a guard squadron leader reported.

In the silent night, only the breathing of the war horses and the whistling of the wind were heard. Thousands of Samor Guards cavalry comforted the horses under their crotches with their hands, and looked at the front of the queue with pious eyes.

Fatty wore a specially made black armor and rode on a tall Supor war horse. The long handles of two guards' swords were exposed on both sides of his shoulders. The scarlet cloak on his back was billowing in the night wind, like a side blooming. The bloody battle flag

"Open the city gate." Fatty took a deep breath and shouted to the soldiers in front. The tall Lazar City Gate slowly opened in the flickering light of the corridor, revealing an array of enemies outside like stars.

"For glory." Fatty suddenly turned around, raised the sharp curved sword in his right hand, and shouted to the densely packed Guards Cavalry behind him,

"For Glory" Thousands of Samor guards wearing black armor and high-spirited to fight raised their swords high at the same time, like a thunder exploding in the air, bringing with it the echo of landslides and tsunamis.

"Follow me." Fatty clamped his feet together, and the war horse turned into a swift shadow, and he was the first to rush out from the city gate.

Under the cover of the dark night, the rumbling sound of horse hooves rolled forward like thunder in the dark night. At this moment, the earth trembled violently.

"Cavalry, cavalry." Not far away, the horrified shouts of the Normandy infantry rang out. The sudden arrival of a large number of black shadows completely obscured their sight. On the flying horses' hooves, there were countless gleaming swords, like a sudden roll in the night sky. A ray of light arose and slammed into the weak defense line of the Normans.

There was a metal collision, and the shield shattered. The dozen or so Norman infantrymen at the front were knocked away by the oncoming steel torrent without even reacting.

"Kill" the shining swords of the Samor Guards, streaking with bloody light marks on their heads, and bright red blood pillars spurted out from their bodies. In just ten minutes, a thousand Guards Cavalry were already like Passing by like a hurricane, the Normans' thin defense line with no depth to speak of was smashed to pieces. Thousands of dilapidated and mutilated corpses were trampled to pieces by flying horse hooves.

"Go to hell!" A violent shout rang out from behind the Normandy army formation. A Normandy knight wearing a yellow horn helmet, holding a heavy spear in his hand, rushed over from a wall.

In front of him was Fatty, who was rushing at the front. An arc-shaped sword was flying up and down. There was no living person within two meters around him. The corpses of the fallen Normandy soldiers were like a circle of round bedding of wheat straw.

"Clang"

The cold light of Fat Samoor's sword intertwined with the spear, sparking a stream of dazzling red sparks. The face of the yellow-horned knight had an angry and stern expression. Under the flames of the torches on and outside the city, it turned blood red. The huge rebound force almost caused him to shoot with his spear.

"Not overestimating one's abilities"

Fat snorted coldly, and the sword in his right hand turned into a blur of light and shadow. In an instant, he had grabbed the blind spot on the left side of the yellow-horned knight. With a slight move, the horses passed by each other, and a blood arrow shot out from the yellow-horned knight's throat, losing control. The corpse was thrown ten meters away by the galloping horse.

"Housavis, you coward, how dare you come out and fight me?"

A roar like thunder shook the whole place again. The domineering voice made the nearby Normans even more chilly and they all retreated.

"Haha, I'm right here. If you have the ability, just come." Another shout came from the direction of Housavis' battle flag.

"Okay, you wait"

I saw the crazy fat man who had just slashed the yellow-horned knight to death. Suddenly his horse leaped high, broke away from the cavalry formation behind him, and rushed straight to the place where the Housaris flag was flying alone.

"Oh my God, is he crazy?" There was an uproar in Lhasa City, and the round ruby ​​eyes almost burst out.

She never expected that a bitch with a wretched face would have such courage. Although the Normans below the city had been routed, there were at least hundreds of elite cavalry in the direction of Housaris that had not yet been mobilized.

"Stop him." Eight Norman knights with various horns and helmets rushed out from Housaris's array. Eight spears with flashing cold light stabbed from several directions at the same time, blocking all directions of Fatty's charge, just waiting for him. If we gather together, we can turn the fat man into a hedgehog

"This is stupid." Nilai punched the battlement with a pale face.

Of course she knew why Fatty took such a big risk. If Fatty was still a bit angry about making the decision without authorization before, now she only feels deep regret.

"Beheading Housavis and all other military measures are bullshit. I just want you to come back and come back alive."

Nilai's eyes were full of tears and she couldn't stop crying. She didn't dare to look any further.

"Well done." The war horse galloped, and Fatty looked calm. This was an extremely critical blow. Now everything has been completed. What he owes is a hero who can give the Lazarites the belief in victory. Fatty would not do this unless he had to. Do it, but it’s a pity that I came in a hurry and didn’t have a general in hand, so I had to do it myself.

"Rang", the sound of a cracking sword coming out of its sheath,

The other sword, which had not been unsheathed, jumped into Fatty's left hand from the back at the same time. He slashed with both swords, bringing up two coiled silver dragons. The cold sword light shrouded the spears in front.

"Papa pa pa"

There were several clean and crisp sounds, and several long spears that were attacked were cut off from the middle of the handles by the sharp sword light at the same time, and the two broken spear tips flew into the air.

"Pu Chi" With the help of the stunned efforts of the two horned knights opposite, the sharp sword light passed through the two horned knights who were close to the fat ones.

The two men were struck by swords almost at the same time, and the protective helmets were immediately broken into two pieces. Two large human heads flew into the air at the same time, and dark red blood columns spurted out from the headless chest under strong pressure, like blood rain falling from the sky.

Suddenly, a strange feeling made Fatty look to the other side,

As the two knights dismounted, Fatty saw Housavis. His distinctive decorations stood out in the dark night. His red horns shone bloody in the firelight of the dark night.

At this moment, this Norman strongman was looking at Fatty with an inexplicable look, and suddenly there was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, like a very bored cat playing with a little mouse.

"Whoever kills him, I will promote him to baron in Norway..."

Housavis raised the knight's sword in his hand and pointed at Pang, who had broken through two more barriers and was only 30 meters away from him. He suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly to the cavalry next to him,

This critical opportunity of "death" made Fatty look happy. He suddenly exerted force on his right hand, and the sword turned into a cold light and shot into a Normandy knight who was passing by.

"Bang" suddenly a roar that tore through the air completely filled Housavis's eardrums, and a dazzling white light stopped his shouting with his mouth wide open.

The Norman cavalry near "My Lord" looked at their general in stunned silence.

A sharp crossbow arrow with a short tail was shot from between his eyebrows, bright red blood exploded from his eyebrows, and the gleaming Mitsubishi crossbow head penetrated from the back of his head.

"This, how is this possible?" Housavis' eyes were blurry, and the huge pain made his mind go blank. His throat was whimpering, but he could only make a gurgling sound.

"Rang", the giant knight sword stained with the blood of countless Salanders fell from his loosened fingers.

"Pa" Housavis's lifeless body swayed on the horse. In the eyes of countless people, it fell to the dusty grass mat at his feet. His hideous and terrifying face was filled with disbelief. look,

Before he died, he saw the little mouse holding a strange thing in his hand, which looked like a bow but not like a bow. He looked at him with the same smile.

"Houssavis is dead and we win, win"

There was thunderous cheers above the city of Lhasa. Countless Lhasa people vented their excitement with crying voices. This was a cry of victory. If you listen carefully, you will find that this is a return of faith. The return of the soul,

They defeated the terrible Normans for the first time at the last place in this land. This was completely unimaginable to these desperate Salanders. Maybe after tonight, they will ask again Myself, is this a dream or reality?

Since the landing of the Normans, the army of the Kingdom of Salander has been defeated again and again. As the army retreats, so does the Salander people's confidence in victory. They have become desperate, but now, there is a person who is in this despair. night, bringing them an unbelievable victory

“Oh my God, he, he did it.”

Already in despair, Nilai raised her head. The cheering crowd in front of her undoubtedly told her a fact. At this moment, she put her hands on her face, crying with joy like all the Salanders during the transition between hell and heaven.

"How could this be so stupid..."

Hongyu next to her had a dull look on her face. Things had changed so quickly. She never expected that her chubby face would suddenly change into such a terrifying murderer. The Housavis Army, and under completely impossible circumstances, killed the wild wolf Housavis dozens of meters away.

"Protect your lord"

The black-armored Guards Cavalry came like the wind, and the tide of sword light was like scaly lights in the dark night. Hundreds of Normandy cavalry who wanted to counterattack were instantly reduced to pieces.

"Killing" the scimitar warriors of Hu Lun Feilin in the distance shattered the last resistance of the Normans. The fleeing soldiers all over the mountains and plains were like squirming ants in the night.

The hunter became the prey. This sudden change completely confused all the Normans.

"kill"

This time, it was Nilai who rushed out with 500 guards from the city. These Salander warriors, who had endured too many humiliations and failures, burst out with courage and combat power comparable to that of a lion.

Fatty stopped his horse along the coast. The golden morning sun pierced the distant sky and shone on the white sandy waves, as if they were stained with a layer of gold. The corpses of the Normans were spread all the way from the city of Lazarus to this place.

In addition to the 5,000 men brought by Housavis, there were also 2,000 Normandy sailors who stayed behind on the battleship.

Except for one warship that saw the situation was not good and evacuated early, the other sixteen alien warships of different sizes were all captured by Fatty, including two giant warships from the southern military port of Salander. , it can be described as an unexpected surprise. .. h

466 March into Salander (1)

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