Realm of Power

523 The Elegy of the Royal Court (1)

"Are you a fish that jumped out of the river of time?"

Bertrand Bonnie's pretty white face was stunned for a moment, then her body trembled slightly and she immediately reacted, staring at the fat man's surprised eyes, which suddenly started to sparkle.

"What? Are you surprised?" Fatty chuckled. "The current situation of the entire continent and the battlefield in front of us are this invisible river, but it will never rise. No matter how hard we try, it will carry us forward." The momentum of no return rushes away. All people, whether they are ordinary or glorious, poor or noble, they are all essentially just a fish swaying helplessly in the river of the times. Their fate has been closely linked to this great era

The fat man paused, looked at the Kugits moving slowly in the distance, and continued with a solemn expression, "No one can escape, no one can hide. What can be done is to use one's own courage and wisdom to be brave." Face one wave after another and make your life more exciting."

"What an apt metaphor." Bonnie secretly praised Bertrand, a flash of thought flashed in her eyes. The fat man was right. No one can reverse the flow of an era.

This sentence contains a profound understanding of the current situation and a new interpretation of the meaning of life. As this sentence is spoken, the temperament of the fat man also changes.

In the eyes of Bertrand Bonnie, the man with a bit of bitterness in the corners of his mouth seemed to have suddenly transformed from the wise commander who pointed the country and was sure of victory to an elder who has seen through the world, contains the wisdom of life and countless experiences.

The words spoken are so full of infinite charm that makes people fascinated.

"Then what are you going to do about the situation in front of you, a fish that jumped out of the river?" Bonnie said softly as she suppressed the shock in her heart and wanted to see how the fat man would respond to the situation in front of her.

"Don't tell me that you are going to use 20,000 infantry to meet the mass charge of 60,000 cavalry on the opposite side. Such an unwise move will not have any impact on the entire battle except for the meaningless sacrifice of your soldiers. benefit"

"Twenty thousand infantry against 60,000 cavalry? No matter how courageous I am, I will never be so arrogant." The fat man laughed at the question and spread his palms.

Under Bertrand Bonnie's surprised gaze, the arc-shaped sword on the fat man's waist made a soft sound, bounced up from the scabbard as if it was alive, and landed just in the fat man's five open fingers, as if As incredible as magic

"What do you mean?" Bonnie looked suspicious with watery eyes. Although the fat man's actions seemed so magical, it was meaningless to the entire battle.

"嘡啷"

The fat man disapprovingly wiped the bright surface of the sword with the middle finger of his left hand, then tapped it lightly, and heard a trembling sound from the sword.

"This is a good knife. It takes a lot of hard work to make one." The fat man said to himself in disbelief.

"Believe it or not, when the sword in my hand is raised, all the enemies you see will become fragmented corpses, and the world will turn into the most terrifying sea of ​​blood hell.

"Is this damn fat guy crazy?" Bonnie was shocked and her eyes flickered. This sentence was too incredible for her.

60,000 cavalrymen, even if they stood in a row and were stabbed with swords and spears, it would take at least a day to kill them. What's more, with 20,000 inferior infantrymen fighting against cavalry three times their size,

If you didn't still have some confidence in this damn fat man, you would have kicked this lunatic down by now and killed 60,000 people with one knife. Who do you think you are? Even the legendary gods who devour life have never been described in such an exaggerated way.

"Okay, today I will make an exception and teach you something other than strategy."

The fat man looked at Berlant Bonnie with an incredulous expression, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly said in a deep voice

"I once told you that on the ever-changing battlefield, any written dogma is dead. Only people are the masters of the battlefield. Making your own judgment based on the situation is the most important point in becoming a famous general. But if I tell you, for the general If you know astronomy and geography, heaven and earth will become the most terrifying murder weapon in your hands."

"Heaven and earth can be turned into a weapon?" Bonnie looked at the fat man with contempt. It was already a joke just now, but now it is getting more and more outrageous. If the heaven and earth can be turned into a weapon in someone's hand, then this world will not be the same. What can stop him? How can such a person exist?

"I know you don't believe it, so I'll let you see what heaven and earth are like as sharp weapons." The fat man's cold gaze was like a sharp blade shining brightly from the darkness. It seemed that even the air was radiating fear in front of this power. The sword drew a line of light and shadow, and was raised in front of Bonnie's eyes.

"En" followed by a crisp Jin's voice coming from the air, and a sudden sharp energy spurted out from the sharp blade as sharp as the wind.

"Crack"

In the dark sky, there was a sudden explosion in the air. Bertrand Bonnie saw a silver trace of light, tearing the sky above her head, and the dazzling light illuminated the resolute face of the man in front of her.

The twisted silver light dragon struggled and twisted in the dark rain clouds, and penetrated several clouds in succession before suddenly rushing down with great reluctance and smashing into the group of Kujit cavalry in the distance. ,

"Weapon of Heaven and Earth"

Bertrand Bonnie looked at all this with her mouth open and took several steps back. She was already frightened and her body was shaking. If it weren't for the long brace in her hand, she might have sat down on the ground.

Summoning something incredible like thunder and lightning completely shocked her mind beyond measure.

"Crackling"

Silver light splashed everywhere, and below the crowd of Kugit cavalry, a huge military flag stood more than ten meters long, emitting dazzling sparks in the lightning, and the cloth war flag was torn into pieces by the huge force.

Like uā flowers suddenly blooming in the air, the fragments danced like butterflies in the wind. The long battle flag pole shone with silver light and fell to the muddy ground.

The two Kujit flag-bearers didn't even have a chance to groan. Their entire bodies were turned into an unbearable charcoal by the scorching silver sky fire.

"This is the divine way. True to what he said, the heaven and the earth can be turned into sharp weapons." Bonnie was shocked and shocked in her heart. Her eyes once again focused on the fat man in front of him who was holding his sword high as if the god of war had descended.

Who is the strongest man in the world?

This answer has been deeply engraved into her heart with this incredible lightning.

For the first time, she was thinking, maybe, the silly fat man in front of her was really the reincarnation of the God of War in the sky.

In fact, if she hadn't been too shocked to fall back, she might have noticed that the fat man with a firm back standing in front of her had a strong arm holding a sword that was trembling slightly.

It's not that I don't want to let it go, but I'm so scared that my whole body is numb.

"I'm numb. My whole body is numb at this moment."

There were beads of sweat on the fat man's head, and he was muttering in a low voice, with an inexplicable look of grief and anger on his face. He wanted to throw away the sword in his hand immediately. He wanted to run, but his numb limbs didn't obey his orders at all.

He was frightened,

The terrifying lightning that struck the Kugits just now made him suddenly realize how stupid it was to hold up a metal object in a thunderstorm. He was just trying to kill himself in this so-called continent. The number one general will soon turn into a mass of unrecognizable charcoal.

"Boom, boom, boom," the muffled thunder rolled, and another dazzling silver light hovered in the sky above the fat man's head.

"It's unreasonable! I'm being struck by lightning," the fat man shouted in his heart with extreme reluctance.

The crisp sound of "crack" tearing apart the sky came, and a bolt of lightning in the sky just flashed past his head, completely ignoring this fat guy who was trying to overthrow God's will.

But he was also frightened to the point where the fat man's face was unconcerned and his heart was trembling. With the help of calming down, he quickly put down the sword in his hand.

The overwhelming roar of "We must win, we must win" came from the hills below. Even if it was mixed with the pouring rain, it still gave people a surging momentum.

"The Kugits who were struck by lightning," the Wekiya soldiers shouted. The hesitation on their faces just now has been completely replaced by the perseverance to win.

The battle is about to begin, and the opponent's flag is shattered by thunder.

What could be more exciting than this? On the contrary, the abnormal celestial phenomena of the Kugit people make these Kugit people who believe in the gods of heaven and earth feel uneasy and fearful in their hearts.

The neighing of the war horses and the shouts of the soldiers were mixed together. The hand holding the scimitar trembled slightly, and the neatly arranged line formation appeared to twist irregularly. Some Kujit cavalry continued to advance, while their companions around them But they chose to wait and see, whispering to each other, and even some second-line troops composed of herdsmen appeared. It was difficult to stop the horses from Zhexi leaving the neat queue and running in all directions, smashing the nearby queue into a mess.

Lightning struck the battle flag. This incredible disaster gave many Kugit people an ominous premonition. Coupled with the previous defeat, a depressed atmosphere spread among the team.

"What's going on?"

Beryl led his cavalry and angrily rushed up from behind the queue. He looked at the charred corpses and the battle flags turned into rags among the crowd of onlookers. He frowned for two days.

"My lord, this is not a good sign." A Kujit cavalry captain whispered in his ear, "Before the battle, the battle flag was struck by lightning. This is the anger of the Changsheng God."

"What do you mean by farting, Changshengtian is angry? Don't forget that Changshengtian protects us Kujit people."

Beryl turned his head and yelled loudly, and the riding crop in his hand hit Captain Kujit hard for his inappropriate words.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" screams of pain.

"The entire army continues to advance. Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy."

Beryl pulled out his command scimitar, glanced at the hesitating soldiers in front of him, and said loudly

"This is Changshengtian's test of our will. If we cannot kill the enemy in front of us, then Changshengtian's wrath will come on us."

"We must win, we must win"

A huge roar in the distance made his explanation seem so feeble, but at least it made the wavering team move again.

The 300-meter attack line is getting closer and closer like a ghost gate.

"Crack, crackle," another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the dark distance before disappearing into the sky.

"Damn the weather." Beryl cursed in a low voice, using his hands to calm the frightened war horse on his crotch. Through the white rain curtain in the distance, Beryl could clearly see for the first time the flag fluttering on the top of the mountain opposite.

It was a flying falcon flag, with wings embroidered with golden edges, fluttering in the wind and rain, as if it had come alive, underneath the battle flag.

A shadow that looked like a god of war suddenly caught his gaze.

It was the figure of a man, standing under the huge battle flag, forming a picture that extremely shocked the eyeballs. It was like a god's mansion, standing on the high sky, quietly watching the whole world below.

"It's the eagle"

This terrifying discovery made Belial's pupils shrink nervously. Everyone knew that the Wikipedia flag was in the style of the Falcon flag.

But for the sake of distinction, the Falcon's own battle flag will be embroidered with gold thread on the edge and wings of the Falcon to show the difference, while the military flag on the opposite hill is obviously the same as the legendary one.

From this point of view, the figure standing on the top of the hill and watching the entire battlefield seemed to be coming out.

Huge pressure and fear suddenly emerged from the bottom of Belial's heart. His face turned slightly pale, and the five fingers holding the horse's reins made a snapping sound due to the exertion of the joints.

He finally knew who his opponent was. If possible, he hoped that he could keep it in the dark. There were some things that he didn't know about but it was a kind of excitement.

That man was the most terrifying nightmare in the hearts of all enemies. No one could escape from his hands. That was the beginning of a legend. It seemed that wherever he was, the aura of victory would always be with him.

King Zuowei, who is known as the most powerful general in Kujit, has not escaped the Falcon's claws with infinite possibilities. Countless famous generals and heroes have smashed their heads in front of him.

This guy with the name of Falcon is like a poisonous snake lurking in the bushes, a wily hunter who always waits quietly for you to reach the edge of the trap at the moment when you are about to feel successful, and then pushes hard. You give it a try

Under the title of undefeated general are countless bones. Knowing that the opponent is a falcon and actually facing the continent's number one general are two different things. As long as he thinks that the eagle is watching him from high up, Belial feels that his breathing is... It's getting difficult, and my chest is aching slightly.

Now he finally understood why the 20,000 Vecian troops in front of him remained so calm even when facing cavalry three times his own. That was because of that eagle, as long as he was there, he could only win and not lose.

Compared with the famous generals who fell in his hands in the past, he may not even be ranked.

"Attack, hurry up, send the order immediately. This is a trap." Beryl's face changed slightly, and he suddenly shouted to the guards around him with all his strength. He was completely different from the guy with a resolute look just now.

The only thing he wants now is to get out of the sight of the eagle immediately, because it only represents death and traps.

"Look, what is that?"

Suddenly, Beryl, who was giving the order in a hurry, saw the gaze of the cavalry guard behind him, and let out a dull cry mixed with fear.

"The trap has begun." An ominous premonition suddenly hit Beryl's heart. He quickly turned around and followed the direction of the guard's fingers. He saw countless round red dots, like stars. The rising fiery red sun slowly rose from behind the hills on both sides, passing over his head with a roar of death, and hit the hills behind where the troops were densely arrayed.

"Rumble"

A loud thunder-like sound came, and countless red light spots were like squeezed snowballs. The burning fireballs scattered and shattered in the violent impact. Dozens of nearby Kujit cavalry were caught by the splashing flames.

The flames quickly burned from the contaminated position, igniting both the man and the horse into fireballs, and made bursts of miserable screams. The ignited horses ran around, igniting more places until they were burned. Amidst the clusters of hundreds of arrows nearby, he collapsed helplessly.

"Fire attack here. How is it possible?" Looking at the direction in which the fireball rose, the last thought in Belial's heart turned into ashes. He did not expect that the eagle would use such a violent fire in the majestic heavy rain. attack,

This undoubtedly hit the weak point of the dense array. Everything changed too quickly and was completely out of everyone's control. In just a moment, hundreds of fireballs with long smoke tails turned into burning everything in the air. The god of death smashed down on the heads of the Kujit cavalry below. Countless fires and explosions were like huge haloes, spreading the gorgeous petals of death on the earth.

"Damn it"

Looking at the soldiers fleeing in all directions, Beryl clenched his fists with a pale face. At the moment when he saw the red light, he suddenly realized that from the beginning, the eagle had been guiding him to take the lead of the entire army. tactics,

The so-called crossbowmen and long archers on the hill were deliberately arranged to lead themselves step by step into a trap. What they really wanted to cover up were the thousands of catapults behind the hill, which would ultimately decide the outcome of the battle. lethal weapon

"If you don't want to be burned to death, just rush over with all your strength. The front is the only area without fire." Suddenly, someone shouted. The running Kugits found that among the exploding flames, only Wiki The direction of the runner-up army was the only area that was not burned by the flames.

But just when the fire broke out, the meadow in front of the military formation was dug up by the Vekians, leaving a deep pit 10 meters wide and hundreds of meters long in front of them. Even strong horses could not leap across it.

The only way is to jump down and then climb up in front of the Wekiyan army. This is no different from surrendering, because the Wekiyan will never let a Kugit with weapons climb up.

The rumble of horse hooves sounded again, and countless Kujit cavalry, who were not in formation, charged towards the deep pit like crazy. It was better to surrender than to be burned to death by fire.

"Sir, do we need to annihilate all these Kugits?"

After a while, the one-eyed dragon Salon came up from behind and asked the fat man for instructions with a solemn expression. The situation in front of him was completely under the control of the Wikiya army.

As long as you are willing, the tens of thousands of Kugits who have lost their weapons are simply the targets of massacre.

"God is kind enough to save lives, so let's leave them a way to survive. After all, they are still 60,000 living beings."

The fat man turned around with a sad expression, which surprised Salon. When did you become so sad? In fact, it was the f@ that scared you just now.