Realm of Power

A threat that is not a threat (5)

The cold wind burst, and the red cloak rolled up behind him fluttered like a battle flag.

He squinted his eyes slightly and scanned the setting sun going down the mountain in the distance. The red golden light was slowly disappearing from the western horizon.

The golden afterglow penetrates the clouds like a cluster of arrows, illuminating the red glow in the sky, like

The same world ignited by flames seems to still be nostalgic for this bloody battlefield.

It cannot dissipate for a long time.

Wisps of light spots slanted on the blood-stained stones, making this hellish battlefield look tragic and inexplicable.

In the Battle of Jilin, due to proper planning, all the remaining left-back troops entrenched on the west side of Turga were annihilated.

After nearly a day of brutal siege battle, the small Jilin City was almost filled with the corpses of tens of thousands of Zuowei people.

Thick black smoke shrouded the sky over this dilapidated and deserted city,

The left guard flag torn into rags was blown by the cold wind and looked particularly sad in the dim sunshine.

Yang's fighting sounds have stopped,

With the fierce attack from the n elites in the city, other Zuowei tribesmen chose to surrender one after another. Thousands of prisoners who gave up resistance were all captured by the Wekia army.

In the open space outside the city where the two cavalrymen collided fiercely just now,

The ownerless horses looked at the faces of their motionless masters at their feet, and kept making low-pitched screams from their mouths.

The whimpering bugles cleaning the battlefield echoed in this desolate land.

Until night falls,

All of this was covered in the dark sky, and the fierce night wind mixed with the strong smell of blood floated in the air,

The number of people killed in the war made Fatty unable to let go for a long time.

Although I guessed that the Left Guard must be hiding a trump card, I didn't expect that it would be nearly 5,000 elite cavalry.

Fortunately, I felt something was wrong and moved the highly maneuverable Duowei cavalry to a waiting position in advance.

otherwise,

The losses may be greater

"Have you found out who was the leader of that cavalry team just now?"

The fat man crumpled the battle damage in his hands into a ball, still looking at the battlefield filled with corpses in front of him, and asked without looking back.

"Your Excellency, this is a person named Zuowei Herunya. Ever since King Zuowei was overthrown by his subordinates, she has been the leader of the Zuowei Department."

Salon stood behind him, not daring to breathe, and reported with an ugly expression,

Having followed Fatty for so long, he certainly knew that Fatty was dissatisfied with suffering such a big loss at the last moment.

20,000 cavalry blocked 5,000 cavalry. Instead of gaining an advantage, the battle losses reached 3,500.

If this had happened to the Vecian army, the commander would have been executed by now. This is simply a shame.

No commander would be satisfied with such a battle loss ratio.

What's more, it's Fatty Samour who never suffers.

"Zuo Wei He Lunya?" The fat man whispered softly. This was obviously the name of a woman. The fat man frowned slightly, feeling as if he had heard this name somewhere.

"Haha, it turns out to be that girl from Yanma."

After a while, the fat man seemed to remember something. He raised his head, a smile suddenly appeared on his stern face, and continued to ask.

"Isn't she the sister of King Zuowei? How could she become the leader of the Zuowei tribe? Doesn't King Zuowei's demotion have no impact on her at all?"

"Do you know her, sir?"

Salon glanced at his master with a sleepy face, and quickly explained

"It is said that it was because of her tip-off that the Left Guards were able to escape the pursuit of the royal court and escape here after the Battle of Aichmore.

"Although she doesn't have extraordinary leadership abilities like her brother King Zuowei, with some cleverness, she is quite prosperous on the west side of Turga.

Not only did the Turga Royal Court's several sieges and suppressions fail, but they also fought several beautiful counterattacks, making the Turga Royal Court no longer dare to launch sieges lightly.

Although some people say that her brother Zuo Weiwang is planning behind her, but a woman who can do this can be considered a good talent.

Salon's voice paused, and he said with a bit of regret, "It's a pity that because the left guard's vitality has been severely damaged, she has never done much. She can only do some robbing caravans and small tribes, otherwise her reputation may surpass her brother's." Maybe”

"She is indeed a bit clever." The fat man thought of the Kujit girl who foolishly ran to the river to make a horse that night, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's better if he's not the King of Left Guards"

The fat man's stern face relaxed slightly, turned his head and said to Salon

"Do you know why I left the situation in Turga unsettled and instead mobilized most of my troops to raid the Left Guard?"

"Isn't it to suppress the resistance of the Kugit people?" Salon was slightly startled and responded without confidence,

Yes, it’s okay to deceive those passionate flag captains with this excuse. For the old and cunning Salon, it’s really hard to pass.

That’s not how “the falcon’s claws never fail” is interpreted.

Tens of thousands of troops marched into the vast desert, fighting like a lion against a rabbit, just to annihilate a group of bandits entrenched here. Who would believe this?

This is a strategic plan personally formulated by the number one general in the mainland. Since it is a strategy, it is not as simple as a surprise battle.

“Suppressing resistance is only one aspect.”

Sure enough, the fat man was silent for a while and then slowly said

"The reason why I am so urgent in asking for the peace of Zuowei Ministry is because our old friend Zuowei King is here."

The fat man smiled, and suddenly pointed at the vast wilderness in front of him with the riding crop in his hand, and said

“Don’t underestimate this place;

Although this place is desolate, it is indeed a very powerful strategic location. It has always been an area where no one cares about anything.

Turga is beyond the reach of this place. If he uses troops and does not know the exact location, he will be dragged down by the enemy in the desert.

However, the Dongting Cavalry was blocked by a wilderness hundreds of miles wide on the left side of the wilderness, and they could not focus their attention here.

As for Natu City, which is weak in military strength in the north, it has always been a weak link, and it is impossible to suppress it, otherwise it would not be like now, with bandits running rampant everywhere."

"This is an excellent opportunity given by God to King Zuowei to rise again."

The fat man paused, waved the riding crop in his hand, and suddenly raised his voice and said

"Even though he has lost power now, he is still the n-god leader of most Kugit people.

Our old friend who is famous in the grassland knows very well,

Now Turga is as big as her mouth

Not only did they not have an army capable of fighting, but they also lacked even the most basic defense.

If he can't even see such an opportunity, then he is the heroic left-back king of the generation.

If we cannot deal with it in time, once he seizes the opportunity to make a comeback, coupled with the resistance of hundreds of thousands of Kugits,

At that time, it will definitely bring endless trouble to us when we take control of Turga."

After hearing Fatty's analysis, Salon also nodded secretly. Fatty was right. If we don't attack the Left Guard now, I'm afraid it won't be that easy if we want to fight in the future.

Although all the Kugit tribes that have now surrendered to Wikiya have temporarily settled in the Aichmore area,

On the one hand, it can play a surveillance role, and on the other hand, it can also help to mobilize the food needed for relief nearby.

But as more and more Kugit people continue to pour in from the direction of Ruidian, the number of Kugit people in Aiqmore is getting bigger and bigger like a rolling snowball.

In just half a month, it reached an extremely impressive amount of more than 500,000.

Because food could not be supplied for a while, the emotions of these Kugit people would occasionally explode and they would have some conflicts with the local garrison.

Whether or not these Kugits can be completely owned by him has become a worry for the fat man.

Fortunately, as the war subsided, the grain trade on the original border was reopened, and each tribe had the opportunity to exchange the large amounts of property they looted in Ruidian for grain, and finally managed to stabilize.

But no one knows how long this ice-floe-like stability will last.

To conquer a nation requires more than just a war. Although the Vecian army achieved military victory, it was based on a temporary victory after all.

This is a vast grassland, and the Wikiya army cannot manage the entire area like other areas.

Once out of control, the consequences are unimaginable

Everyone can see that the large-scale surrender of the Kugits is just a temporary measure to push them into a desperate situation.

Once they calm down, these races with wolves flowing in their veins will inevitably show extremely strong resistance.

At that time, the Zuowei King in Turga only needs to raise a battle flag.

Among the hundreds of thousands of Kugits, I am afraid that most of them will choose to follow him. This is no wonder why the Grand Duke is so nervous about the left guard.

At this time, the scouts from the front rode up to report

"General Dilit of the Fifth Flag Regiment has captured alive the remaining 147 people of the Left Guard who escaped in the canyon in front. Among them, the leader of the Left Guard's women is also there."

The scout cavalry got off his horse in excitement, ran over panting, and knelt down on one knee in front of the fat man.

"Haha, this guy Dilit is quite smart and knows that I want to live." After hearing the report, the fat man suddenly waved to Salon with interest.

"You stay here to handle all the affairs here. The first person to find the corpse of King Zuowei will be rewarded with a reward of 1,000 gold coins."

In the fat man's mind, the thorn of King Zuo Wei must be eradicated, otherwise it will get deeper and deeper until the thorn is too painful to touch.

King Zuowei's body was found an hour later by a group of soldiers clearing the city wall.

Because he was hit in the front by a huge sling bomb, his whole body was almost unrecognizable, but after identification by the prisoners, it was indeed King Zuoe.

During the siege, King Zuowei was the commander of this section of the city wall.

Because of his regret for his failure in Wikiya, this grassland hero cut off his left thumb with a knife, and swore to the Immortal God that he would take revenge on the Wikiya Falcon during his lifetime.

As for this bloody corpse, the thumb of the left hand is obviously missing.

"What? Does this also confirm that King Zuo Wei is dead?"

Regarding such a helpless conclusion, the fat man stared with a noncommittal look on his face.

But we have to admit that in this backward era, we can only be identified by this physical defect.

"Put all these flags on the car."

The fat man rolled his eyes and saw some torn Left Guard flags on the city wall. He suddenly ordered to the soldiers cleaning the battlefield,

"Papa!" The soldiers quickly used knives to cut off these things with the left guard logo at the end.

With the sound of sharp blades splitting wooden stakes, the last mark of the left-back era disappeared.

The wheels bounced up and down on the soft wet soil,

āThe bright bonfire next to the prison van reflected on the sad and angry face of Zuo Weihe Lunya,

There were a few red blood stains on the usually fair and pretty face, and his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes and exhaustion.

She leaned against the wooden prison behind her, and heard the creaking sound of wooden wheels rolling in her ears.

She wanted to struggle to stand up, but two finger-thick hemp ropes tied her hands and feet tightly, leaving a deep blue mark.

The events of the past two days were still like a nightmare to her.

Tens of thousands of tribesmen were wiped out in one day, but he was inexplicably raided.

Everything happened so suddenly,

The consolidated fortress that he had developed for nearly half a year was like a small tree that was hit by a terrible hurricane, and was uprooted in an instant in front of a sudden large number of enemies.

Her countless hard work and the rise of Zuoweibu were wiped out in one fell swoop. The opponent's powerful attack power was definitely the only one she had ever seen in her life.

The powerful attack on the world's largest Vekia army allowed her to deeply understand what it means to start a prairie fire.

No wonder even his brother, the arrogant Zuowei King, was defeated so miserably. In front of such an army, the elites of the entire continent would be overshadowed.

"Speed ​​up, we must arrive at Morocor on the east side of Ai Che Mor at dawn tomorrow."

From the side came a shout from a Vekia squadron leader to the coachman in front,

Zuo Wei He Lunya quickly pretended to be exhausted and leaned against the prison car sluggishly. In fact, from the corner of his eyes, he quietly looked at the situation in front of him.

Viewed from the carriage in which she is now imprisoned,

The dots of fire in the dark night spread into the distance like a long dragon that could not be seen at a glance, illuminated by the torches that had not yet burned out.

A steady stream of soldiers flashed in front of her eyes. They were vast and continuous, with black armor, sharp spears, and a dazzling white thorn in their mouth. These undoubtedly showed the identity of these soldiers. Vekian Northern Legion

This is a veteran team, from the Samor era to the present

The heavy and neat footsteps revealed a vague murderous aura in the silent night.

Tens of thousands of people were marching at the same time, but they seemed so quiet. This undoubtedly shows that the quality of these soldiers is very high.

The familiar sound of horse hooves came like rolling thunder,

Groups of cavalry appeared from the northeast and then disappeared from the southeast. This scene lasted almost all night.

The sight of Zuo Wei He Lunya was deeply palpitating. There were too many enemies.

There are at least tens of thousands of people within the range that he can see. No wonder he followed his brother's suggestion and hid all the sharp soldiers in order to break out at the most critical moment. He encountered the opponent's cavalry just after he launched it. The crowd blocks,

It turned out that the other party did not dispatch all its troops at all.

Fortunately, there was still a special force of red-armored left guards who fought hard to protect themselves and fight their way out of the heavy siege.

Who knew that I would be ambushed again at this inconspicuous pass?

It's strange to say that,

As soon as he and hundreds of brave red-armored left-guard horses crossed the center line of the pass, they all suddenly tilted, and then they and the horses fell heavily to the ground.

Enemies who were ambushed all around easily swarmed up and captured them on the spot.

"Are they going to Achemore?"

The words of the escort captain just now suddenly flashed across the left guard He Lunya,

Her two dark eyebrows knitted together, and an unknown premonition came to her heart.

Since the defeat of King Turga Khan, Aichemor and the Green Corridor have completely fallen into the hands of the Wikiyans.

Not only are the main force of the Wekiya Northern Army stationed there, but there are also hundreds of thousands of Kugits.

"They don't want to kill me"

Thinking of what might happen soon, Zuo Weihe Lunya's strong face turned ashen white.

She can now fully conclude that it will not be a good thing for the Vecians to escort her to Achemore.

The biggest possibility is that it will become an exhibit showing the results of the war to the Kugits.

Who doesn’t know that the Left Guard is already the last Kugit armed force in the Turga region. If it is revealed at an important meeting, it will definitely have a great impact on the Kugit people’s will to resist. of vibration

"No, I must not go to Aichmore! I cannot be a sinner of the nation."

Zuo Wei He Lunya clenched his teeth tightly, with a trace of determination in his eyes.

She quietly fingered it, and while the night was deep and no one was paying attention, she used her sharp nails to scratch the skin on her wrist.

A cool numbness came from the wound, making Zuo Weihe Lunya's face relax.

She raised her wrist that had been scratched by her nails and watched with satisfaction as a ray of blue spread upward along the blood veins of the wound.

This is the most terrifying poisonous blood red poison that comes from the depths of the desert."

This poison can cause death from heart convulsions within ten minutes

As the leader of the Left Guard, in order to avoid falling into the hands of the enemy and suffering unimaginable humiliation,

The inner layer of the little fingernail on her left hand was coated with poison that was effective in self-injection.

This habit is shared by many Kugit women and nobles.

Therefore, ordinary Kujit soldiers will check the fingers of their captives immediately to prevent the beautiful woman they snatched from suddenly turning into a corpse.

But the Wikians obviously don’t know this,

And Duo Weiyan undoubtedly concealed this. If there is anyone who fears the death of the leader of the Zuo Wei Department the most, it would be him.

Thousands of his cavalry were lost like this. Every time he thought of such a thing, he felt itchy with hatred.

If Fatty hadn't stopped him, he might have come over and killed Zuowei He Lunya with his own hands. This is the power of feud.

Looking at the blue lines on her wrist moving faster and faster, Zuowei Helunya suddenly felt like laughing.

She suddenly wanted to see what the Vikians would look like when they found themselves turned into corpses after arriving at their destination.

That must be very interesting.

This was her last thought before her mind became blurred.

As the poison penetrated her heart, a sharp pain twitched, making her heart twist into a ball as if it had been hit hard.

She curled up into a ball with a black mouth, her upper and lower teeth clenched tightly, leaving two deep blood marks on her mouth.

Every breath was like scraping her throat with a file, bringing great pain. Bright red blood gushed out of her mouth, mixed with broken organ fragments.

Consciousness quickly blurred in the pain.

[…531 is not a threat…] @! !