Realm of Power

A threat that is not a threat (3)

In early February, the Battle of Green Corridor, which lasted for half a month, ended. This battle once again shocked the momentum of Wikiya. In front of more than 100,000 Kujit cavalry, the Wikija army once again defeated other troops with inferior strength. The strong posture blocked the Kugits from the outside of the corridor from the front. In just one day of battle, 60,000 Kugits were annihilated on the left wing, so that the entire battle situation turned around.

As some internal information was leaked, the truth about this incredible battle was revealed layer by layer. Only then did the horror of the mainland's number one general truly shock everyone.

From the front, they deliberately betrayed their weaknesses to make it difficult for the Kujit cavalry to take advantage of their advantages, and from the back, they released 60,000 prisoners of war, completely crushing the last will of the Kujit people to resist. These unheard of methods were enough to make all the kingdom generals change their souls. When I reached my body, I felt a chill of sweat and shock.

All this makes Fatty, the number one general, even more prestigious. Even his enemies have to show their respect for this guy. Fighting to this extent can no longer be called war, it should be called the art of command.

Because there were too many dominating wealthy families and several kingdoms that could be said to be powerful, all of them were beaten to death in front of the Vekia Falcon. Fatty Samour, besides the intimidating title of Vekia Falcon, It was also respectfully called the "Whip of Everlasting Heaven" by some herdsmen from the Kugit grassland.

This represents a supreme honor. In the entire history of Kugit, only the first generation of Kugit kings had such an honor. Others' whips hit war horses, but Changshengtian's whip hit war horses. The kingdoms on the mainland graze the kingdoms like livestock. Such a grand idea can only be thought of by the Kugits who are straightforward and unrestrained.

This Everlasting Heavenly Whip has just completed the pacification of the Turga area, and once again extended its sphere of influence to thousands of square miles in the northeastern part of the mainland. Except for Khan King Ssai Ali and his remaining 5,000 royal guards, In addition to escaping, the other clan chiefs chose to join the Vekians amid hesitation and hesitation.

This major event that changed the entire northern pattern marked the end of the Turga era and the end of the era of Western Kugit domination of the north, which had ruled the steppes for hundreds of years.

All glory rises with the whip of eternal life

This latest popular ending line in the tune of grassland shepherds is spreading on the northern grasslands. Some obscure prophecies seem to be moving in this lyrics. As for the source of all this, at this moment, the saint is riding a horse in the northern grasslands. city ​​map On the streets of Erga, the city of Turga, which had just collapsed after heavy rain, was full of large holes cracked by the severe cold and frost. From south to north, from west to east, one foot long, one foot long, collapsed The ruins of houses almost buried the entire city of Turga.

Seeing this, Fatty had already confirmed his thoughts. The bullshit heavy rain was definitely caused by an irresistible earthquake, because too many Kugit people chose to migrate south to avoid this immortality. The sky was furious, and there were no more pedestrians on the frozen streets. There was a melancholy atmosphere everywhere. Only the dim sunlight shining from the street entrance illuminated the originally crowded avenue.

With the war horse under his crotch, the fat man looked at the desolate city in front of him and couldn't help but feel a few emotions. The holy city of Turga has never been so deserted. It has always been a holy place in the hearts of the Kugit people and an object of worship for countless tribes. , but now it seems like a body that has lost its soul, leaving only pieces of festering wounds, stinking in this desolate place.

Due to the collapse of the mountain at the top, the original location of the royal court has become a single wall, and can only be accessed through a winding path. Most of the original splendid palace also collapsed in this disaster, and it no longer resembles what it once was. The magnificent architecture, On the white Holy Mountain of Turga, there is now only the towering black mountain stone monument. Because it is made of solid obsidian, it was unscathed in this major collapse and still looks tall, making the picture The Kugit people of Erga believe even more in the magic of this stone tablet

"I have informed the Mo family in the west and asked them to transport materials through the western wilderness." The fat man pointed his riding whip and turned to Salon behind him and ordered, "You should organize the manpower immediately and clear this place as quickly as possible. Here As the central province under our control of the Turga Grassland, I will station a 20,000-strong Turga Army in Turga City. As for the army commander, I would like to hear your opinion."

"Your Excellency, you want to rebuild this city?" Salon's cloudy eyes swept across the huge ruins in front of him, and he took a breath of air and said, "This is a huge project. Even if 40,000 troops outside the city are used, it will take at least 100% to clean up. It only takes one month, but if you want to restore it to its previous state, it will be impossible without five years.”

"Five years? Haha." When the fat man heard Salon's words, he coiled up the riding crop in his hand and sneered a few times. "This is a holy city that the Kugit people have spent countless efforts to continuously improve for hundreds of years. Not to mention five years, even if I give you another 50 years, you won’t be able to restore this city.”

"What do you mean, sir?"

Salon looked at the fat man with a suspicious expression. He didn't know what his master was talking about. As the fat man said, the Turga city in front of him was the holy city in the hearts of the Kugit people. It was built more than 400 years ago and has countless buildings. King Ren Khan made this place the center of his rule over the grasslands, and the effort and time he spent on it were unimaginable. He said it would take five years to complete the restoration, and even Salon had to agree to it.

"I want you to rebuild Turga City, not to restore the old city to its original state." The fat man smiled, raised the whip in his hand and pointed at the winding mainland border outside the city, "Did you see that there? The reconstruction of the Holy City Starting from there, 40,000 troops and herdsmen who volunteer to help should be able to build a new city of Turga within half a year. As for the ruins, they can be used as a repository for religious relics after they are cleared. Git open”

"This can not only achieve the purpose of establishing a control center, but also allow more Kujit people to maintain a good impression of us in their hearts." The fat man paused in his voice and said, "To respect the indigenous people, we must first respect their beliefs. In this way Only in this way can we Wikians gain a foothold here, otherwise, we will soon become passers-by and be erased from history."

"Tell us about the situation of the Left Guards that appeared in the desert to the west of Turga." The fat man suddenly changed the subject and asked, "I heard that since the Turga area has been depleted of troops, the attacks by the Left Guards cavalry have become more and more unscrupulous. , the closest to Turga, even It's only 50 miles away from our current location. It didn't matter before. Now this is our territory. If we let it go, it will be a heavy blow to our prestige. By then, all the Kugits will regard us as paper tigers."

"Yes, that's what your Excellency said." God Salon nodded cautiously and introduced to the fat man, "My two flag regiments have been stationed at the Gelha Mountain Fortress on the west side of Turga, cooperating with Duo Weiyan's cavalry. We intercepted the left guard cavalry, but because we had just entered, we were not adapted to the area and climate. In front of the left guard cavalry that came and went like the wind, it was difficult for our infantry to grasp their direction of action, and they had no idea about the scope of their activities. It’s still a blind spot, that’s why this situation is created.”

"Is the leader of the Zuo Wei Department still the King of Zuo Wei now?" The fat man frowned and turned around to ask.

"No, I heard it was a woman," God Salon affirmed. It is said that when the Zuowei King was trapped in Aichemore, the Turga Royal Court wanted to take the opportunity to eradicate the Zuowei Ministry, but because of the exposure of a woman, After reporting the news, the whole clan moved to the desert on the west side and escaped a disaster on the western grassland. As for King Zuowei, his reputation dropped sharply because he surrendered to the Ruidian people. Now he can only appoint a small leader in the Zuowei tribe. "

"It's better if he's not the Zuowei King." A sly smile suddenly appeared from the corner of the fat man's mouth, and he ordered Salon, "Summon all the flag captains in Turga immediately. We will study here tonight how to entertain these people." Friends of the Left Guard'

"Yes, sir," Salon responded loudly, and quickly issued a mobilization order to the messengers behind him. This time, there were 4 flag regiments accompanying the fat man into the Turga area, totaling 36,000 people, plus the Duoweiyan tribe. His 20,000 cavalry were more than enough to deal with the 20,000 casual cavalry of the Left Guard.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the lights outside the lonely and dark city of Turga were brightly lit, and countless camps were like bright clouds, spreading to the distant sky.

This place has become the base camp of the Wikiya army. The senior officers of the Wikiya army gathered here, waiting for the order announced by the fat man. The faces of some generals looked quite solemn, because the commander of the Salon Army had already blown the whistle when issuing the order. When the wind stopped, everyone could vaguely realize that the Grand Duke's decision was related to the left-guard cavalry, which had been causing a lot of trouble recently, and that this decision was related to a non-Chi Da strategic move.

After seeing the number of people gathered together, the fat man stood up steadily, picked up the command baton, pointed to the west side of Turga on the military map, and said calmly and calmly

"I believe everyone knows what we are going to discuss tonight. This is the place we are about to attack, Jilin, the base camp of the Left Guard. Although this is just a small town in the desert, it cannot be said to be very dangerous, but delaying it for a long time will not be good for us. ◎Because they will make the Turga people rekindle the desire to fight in their hearts, which is very detrimental to our stability in Turga

In order to solve the battle as quickly as possible, I decided to mobilize all the troops in Turga, focus on Duoweiyan's cavalry, and use lightning speed to remove this nail stuck in the west side of Turga in one fell swoop."

"Attack Jilin"

The generals of Vikia looked at each other intently. Although they had already guessed that such a decision would be made, when the Grand Duke officially said it, the senior officers present were still a little surprised and a little confused - why the Grand Duke would Know the location of the base camp of the Zuowei Department, which has always been focused on traveling.

However, they had no objection or doubt about Fatty's decision. In fact, they also knew that this was the best way to quickly stabilize Turga's people. As long as the remaining troops of the Left Guard were eliminated first, then Kuji The ambitions of Te people can be firmly in the hands of Wikija, and no matter how hard they try, they can't change their fate.

As long as the left guard department is solved and Duo Weiyan's 20,000 well-equipped Kujit cavalry are freed up, wouldn't it be a piece of cake to send troops to expand eastward?

As for suppressing the resistance of the Turga people, it is not a big deal. There is no loss in real interests. This is not Wikiia, and the people here are not Wikiya. A certain resistance is unavoidable. of,

It may only damage Vecchia a little bit in name, and may temporarily lose the morale boost. But the demise of the Left Guard Cavalry will soon make it clear to these Kugits who is the real owner of this land. The Kugits are a country that respects the strong. If you want everyone to admire you, you must use extraordinary means.

"I have objections to the Grand Duke's plan." Sangote, the deputy commander of the Samor Guards Corps, briefly glanced at the specific combat plan that had been drawn up. He did not see the mission of his own unit and hurriedly stood up and said, "We are Wikipedia." The runner-up army is the sharpest sword. We cannot let other troops rush to the front while we stay in the rear."

"Of course good steel must be used on the blade, not to mention it is the sharpest sword in Wikiia. Naturally, I will not forget you." The fat man stared at him with piercing eyes, smiled at the corner of his mouth, pointed to a corner of the map and said in a deep voice.

"This is Natu City in the north of the desert. It is the only intersection leading to the north. The geographical location is very important. When the left guard cavalry is suppressed, they will definitely choose to withdraw from here, but our troops there are only 1,000 tribal soldiers who have just surrendered◎ Therefore, the 3,000 Samor Guards Cavalry you lead will mainly be responsible for the defense of Natu. This is not an easy task. The time limit given to you is to hold on to Natu for half a month. Time, we can solve the problem of the left guard cavalry."

"My subordinates will definitely complete the mission"

Sangote raised his head and nodded solemnly. His face, which was already a little red, turned even redder. Binatucheng was indeed not an easy task. There were 3,000 Samor guards plus a thousand scattered troops. For tribal soldiers to resist the attack of 20,000 brave left guard cavalry, it is basically a life-threatening task. Being able to carry such a heavy burden also shows that the Grand Duke values ​​himself.

Upon hearing Sangote's mission, the other generals looked at the fat man expectantly.

The fat man took a slight breath, looked at the expectant eyes of other commanders, and said calmly, "This battle plan must be absolutely avoided. After all, this is the territory of the Kugits. Every move we make is likely to be in the enemy's hands." Under surveillance, but in my estimation , as long as we act quickly, before we get the exact information, the left guard cavalry should have no time to react, and we can catch him by surprise. By the time he realizes it, we have already reached his back and hit him hard. He was stabbed.

"Remember," the fat man paused, and said in a stern tone, "the most fundamental way to crack the left guard cavalry is not to increase the number of troops, but to concentrate the troops and bring out the powerful assault capability of our infantry formation."

Regarding Fatty's decision, General Vecchia and others felt irritated and excited. They were all officers who liked to take the initiative to attack. The news about the invasion of the left guard cavalry not long ago made these generals who were used to being strong feel a little bit uneasy. Now I finally have the opportunity to take the initiative, and my opponent is still resisting.

In order to improve the plan, Fatty asked them to express their opinions. After a moment of silence, the sound of arguments soon spread in the hall.

The generals of Weixia gathered in front of the military map, weighing the pros and cons of this transfer of troops to the east. They vigorously discussed the various emergencies that might arise and gave countermeasures.

The military meeting lasted until dawn. Seeing the generals who were still unabated, the fat man put on his thick velvet cloak and returned to his tent.

Beginning in the evening, the Wekiya army began to implement a secret encirclement and suppression plan in accordance with the pre-arranged order. "In the middle of the night, Sangote led his 3,000 Samor guards to secretly go northward in the dark, telling his subordinates only that they were carrying out a secret mission. , the rest were not informed, and all the horses following the action were silenced. They had wooden sticks in their mouths and thick cloth on their hooves.

Sure enough, as soon as the cavalry led by Sangote left, Fatty received a report from the scouts that the eyes monitoring him had followed Sangote.

In the middle of the night, the main force of the Vekia army began to secretly march eastward in batches according to the planned route.

In the early morning of the third day, Fatty was already standing on the loess hills northeast of Green City, looking at Green City in the wilderness in the distance with an extremely cautious look. The Vekia army all over the mountains and plains was advancing from the wilderness at Fatty's feet. Rushing forward, in front of them, some Kukit cavalry wearing mail were struggling to resist, but they were soon drowned in a pool of blood in front of the spears and crossbows that came like water.

The 40,000-strong main force of the Samor Army simultaneously launched a powerful offensive against the unsuspecting Green City Wall in the early morning. Just as Fatty expected, because the troops moved in different directions in sequence, the eyeliners arranged by the Left Guard were at a loss. They didn't even realize that this was a premeditated move, but just regarded it as a normal deployment of the army.

Because the tracking on the vast grassland was too conspicuous, these following eyes were killed by sniper crossbowmen lurking in the dark not far away. After receiving the signal of safety, the Wekia army that had just moved in other directions , suddenly changed direction, and all rushed towards the target in the north.

When the first ray of dawn pierced the sky, hundreds of heavy trebuchets simultaneously threw forward fuel bombs into the air. The dense black spots even covered the brilliance of the sun.

The strange and violent whistling sound broke the dream of the ignorant left guard cavalry,

"Rumble" The ground trembled in the dense and violent explosions. Rubbles flew across the low Green City. The exploded fireballs were like fire dragons raging on the broken and collapsed south wall.

The defenders, who were completely stunned, could only curl up in the hidden soldiers dug into the wall. They looked at their companions who were surrounded by fire outside with fearful and helpless eyes, howling miserably, and their whole bodies were burning with flames from the towering tower. Jump off the wall

"Woooo!" After the trebuchet threw three rounds in a row, the attack bugle resounded in the sky.

In the orderly voice of the command, the Samor infantry phalanx emerged from the ambush point and began to slowly move forward. Several shield walls composed of dense shields shone golden in the golden morning light. The towering spear clusters had been released. down,

"Giggle" Hundreds of temporarily constructed siege arrow towers showed their ferocious features in the morning fog, and slowly approached the Green City Wall under the protection of the military formation.

"It's a Vekian, hurry up, launch the trebuchet"

At this moment, the left guard soldiers on the city reacted, and shrill shouts resounded through the city. Huge stones rolled down like raindrops, and the people in the Wekia army turned on their backs. A huge stone bullet was plowed out in the Wekia formation. a bloodstain

A soldier was crushed underneath and turned into bloody pieces. A dozen heavy infantrymen had their shields shattered and people were knocked away.

"Assault, attack the city wall." The Vekia infantry did not retreat in the face of the tragic scene, but rushed towards the city wall only thirty meters away. The left guard cavalry was obviously not good at defending the city, and the stones thrown back were sparse. Disproportionate

As the siege vehicle's baffles fell heavily, the Vekia heavy infantry rushed out with shields at the same time. The wooden planks on both sides of the siege vehicle spread out to form long bridges covered with densely packed heavy crossbowmen.

In the loud shout of "Crossbow Assault", countless black arrow clusters were like flying locusts, drowning the enemies in front of them.

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