Realm of Power

596 Blood and Fire, Battle for the North (10)

"What is his true identity?" Turrit Colleen asked hesitantly as she touched her feet in the middle of the steps, wearing a bright green hair. The beauty next to her was obviously not an ordinary person. Every move she made showed that With the elegance and manners of a high-ranking aristocrat, it is hard to believe that this woman, who exudes nobility from every part of her body, would have a relationship with that fat man with a rogue face.

"Have you ever heard of Duke Falcon of Vecia?"

Mao Mo Naqing asked with a slight smile. When he heard the name, Turrit Kelin, who was standing in the middle of the steps, trembled slightly. He looked at Mao Mo Na Qing with crazy eyes for a while, and said with some disdain, "You don't Will tell me that fat guy is the Vekia Falcon "Well, such a joke is not funny at all. "But if this isn't a joke, hasn't sister Colleen noticed that your situation has changed a lot since that night?" Mao Mo Naqing folded her account and put her hands to her ears. The bun on the side of her hair, she said calmly

"As a noble from a foreign continent, the information you possess is immeasurable to the entire Wikiia and even the Ikadiva continent. If it hadn't been for the Lord's personal order, who would have dared to give my sister such great freedom?"

"This is impossible..."

Turrit Colleen's feet squeaked and she almost fell down, with a stupid expression on her face. Although she had been mentally prepared to a certain extent, the truth was still far beyond her imagination. She raised her head without looking. Howling opposite, the Vekia Falcon actually appeared in the southern island country of Salander. If I tell you this, no one will believe it even if I kill it.

Thinking of how she described her lover in front of the fat man that night as a hero like the Falcon, Turrit Colleen couldn't help but feel as if her face was on fire.

"Yes or no, after this war, my sister will naturally know." As if feeling the embarrassment in Corinne's heart, Mao Mo Naqing stretched out her hand with a relieved look on her face and slowly walked into the door of the main hall of the castle. , at this moment, Turrit Corinne discovered that there were more than a dozen rows of long tables placed in the entire castle hall.

On the brown wooden table, there are piles of white cloth. There are about 30 young girls wearing maid costumes, standing behind the long table, talking to each other in small groups and whispering. We were talking about something when we saw Mao Mo Naqing and Turit Corinne coming in. They smacked their lips and straightened their bodies one by one, but their curious eyes secretly looked at Turit Corinne next to Mao Mo Naqing from time to time. ,

"These are the new maids specially assigned by the Lord for my sister. They are all girls from doctors' families." Mao Mo Naqing held Turrit Colleen's hand, kissed her in her ear and whispered, "My Lord, I hope my sister can take good care of her." Guide them and teach them some of the most basic medical techniques. They will become the first batch of military doctors in our army in Wikiia."

"Military doctor?" Turrit Colleen's beautiful eyes flashed. It turns out that this damn fat man also has a place to rely on himself.

In the early morning, on the hillside of Molenburg surrounded by white mist, rows of wooden fences were erected, forming several defensive zones in the wide low-lying land on all sides. On the opposite side of the low-lying land, a vague white line also began to grow. The more obvious,

The first was a group of about 200 Salander scout cavalry. These arrogant light cavalry stood on their horses about 200 meters in front of the fence on the slope of Molenburg, looking at the wooden castle in front of them frivolously.

Starting from the Mustang Mountains, they have seen no less than a dozen such fortresses, all of which were empty. They heard that they were used by some northern lords who liked hunting when hunting in the mountains. After some initial caution, the advancing scout cavalry basically I have ignored the existence of such a thing

The fortress in front of them was not much different from those empty fortresses. It was also built on a higher slope and made of nearby mountain trees. Because of the fog, they could only see the front of the simple wooden fortress in front of them. , there are some scattered wooden fences erected.

You may have thought that the lord's flag was flying on the fortress in front of you, but these scout cavalry quickly disappeared after turning around once.

"**These guys are too arrogant"

A crossbowman, wearing a hat made of weeds, was lying in a tunnel dug to his chest, staring at the target less than a hundred meters away. His fingers could not help but touch the crossbow machine seductively, and his eyes followed. A Salander light cavalry is moving farther and farther away. The infantry crossbow in his hand can reach a range of 200 meters. As long as he clicks his finger, these leisurely guys will definitely be unlucky.

Realizing that this novice was acting abnormally, the middle-aged crossbowman next to him quickly used his rough hands to hold down his crossbow and sternly scolded, "What do you want to do? Have you forgotten the military order above? Shooting without permission is required." Sentenced to death"

"No way, is it wrong for me to shoot the enemy?"

The young crossbowman said with an unconvinced look on his face. He was a soldier who only joined the Southern Army this year, because the South has been stable for a long time and there has been no war for more than a year. In the Wekia Army, which pays attention to military merit and rewards, with the accumulated experience of the Southern Army I have the biggest grievance. Now that I finally have a chance to fight, I can’t help but feel a little unable to suppress the impulse in my heart.

"You know what the hell, that's the scout cavalry walking in front of the army." The veteran pointed at the Salander cavalry that was disappearing in the distance, and cursed in a low voice, "The task of this kind of light cavalry is to detect the enemy's layout. You are here When the arrow is shot, it not only exposes us, but also makes all your efforts in vain. Don't say that your father is the captain of the Potchev Squadron. Even if he is in a high official position, he will not be able to survive because he is commanding the battle this time. It’s Lord Falcon Duke”

The young recruit vomited, wiped the cold sweat from his head with his hand, and quickly put down his crossbow carefully. When it passed by a blade of grass, crystal clear dew hung on the tight bowstring. , next to this recruit, 4,000 crossbowmen from the Salters Flag Regiment are quietly ambushing here.

The morning air is so fresh and beautiful. The rising sun casts thousands of rays of rays on this fertile land. The spring sunshine makes people feel warm, giving them an uninviting feeling.

While waiting quietly, the scout cavalry who had just left came back again. They were riding on an undulating slope. Behind them, the infantrymen wearing white helmets seemed to suddenly appear from the distant horizon. As if coming, they are arranged in piles, like a long sloping white line shaking in the distance, with a dignified and desolate atmosphere, and the air seems a bit depressing.

“So many people”

The recruit just opened his mouth timidly and his eyes were a little dull. As a recruit who had never been on the battlefield, this was the first time he saw such a formation of tens of thousands of people, especially when it was floating in the morning mist in the distance. The long triangular flag looks like a dense tree trunk standing in the bursting wind from a distance.

Molehtin's own war horse, an exquisite and gorgeous gilt riding whip was coiled in his hand, his eyes were a little disdainful, and he looked lightly at the wooden castle not far away.

The legion has crossed the Mustang Mountains where it is most likely to encounter obstacles. What is in front of them is just a flat plain. If it were me, I would definitely choose to defend the strong city wall to resist the invasion of the army. Like the other party, they deployed their troops in this wide area. On the beach, I really don’t know what I’m thinking.

The simple wooden rows crisscrossing the opposite side were a complete joke in his eyes. This kind of wooden fence built along the slope of the hillside, apart from being able to limit the impact of cavalry, had almost no pressure on the advancement of infantry.

You only need to take advantage of your strength and advance step by step to easily capture these platoons. However, in practice, often as long as you capture the first platoon, the defenders behind will be shaken. If there are some who have no combat discipline, troops, there may also be a large-scale collapse of the army

"Sir, let me go"

A bearded commander of the Mamunuk Army clearly saw the advantage. Without waiting for Moleh's order, he couldn't wait to stand up from behind. His name was Stei, and he was the seventh Mamunuk Army of Salander. Commander, he has 1,080 experienced Mamunuk knights under his command. They are all veterans who have participated in many battles. Their combat effectiveness is extremely strong. They are the most powerful Mamunuk formation under Moleh.

"You? Are you sure?"

Moleh looked up at him. This was his favorite general and the sharpest sword in his legion. If he failed in the first battle, it would have an immeasurable impact on the morale of the entire legion.

"I'm sure," Stei nodded decisively, "Although I haven't actually fought against the Northern Army, judging from the size of the army on the opposite side, the number is about 7,000. They should be the main force of the legendary army led by Vic, barely. Can be regarded as an opponent, the other party is here The main force was obviously assembled with the intention of deciding the outcome in a battle. Although the layout was relatively compact, in such a short distance, there were no spears to resist the impact of the heavy cavalry, and there were no cavalry that could compete with it. In the eyes of the subordinates, , they are basically a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.”

"Sir, just watch." If we can't take this wooden fort at noon, my subordinates are willing to raise their heads and come to see them. "After saying this, Stei glanced at the hillside opposite, and sneered at these so-called northern troops. , as he said, this time he sharpened his sword and came to the north, just to catch some small fish and shrimps from the west coast, how could he be satisfied?

"Okay, as long as you can defeat them before noon," Molekh saw his beloved general asking for orders, raised the whip in his hand, and laughed excitedly, "I will credit you with the first battle into Vic City. You are allowed to rob as much as you like for one day."

When he heard that he could plunder for a whole day, Sty's nostrils were flaring happily, his face was red, and his thick beard stood up one by one. He waved his arms to the messenger behind him and said, "Order the Seventh Legion to assemble and tell them who will be the first." Break into the wooden castle and directly level up."

"Yes," the messenger shouted in response,

At this moment, a Mamunuk knight suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted, "Look, what is that?" In full view of everyone, I saw a graceful man slowly walking out from behind the thick foggy wooden raft on the opposite side. figure,

"Woman?" Moleh's eyes twitched. A trace of confusion flashed through his eyes as he stared at the figure, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. It was a slender female shooter. Because she was wearing a helmet on her head, her appearance could not be clearly seen, but The silver mail armor that clings to her body outlines a proud figure that can make any man bleed. The red dress is as brilliant as flames, and it drags from the hem of the metal apron of the silver mail armor to the ground.

"Gulu"

Moleh heard a trembling sound from the throat of a male animal in his ears, and several Mamunuk army commanders stared at the female shooter with blazing eyes.

An exquisite silver longbow is held in the hands of this female archer. She is actually taller than a person. She is as beautiful as fire and the longbow is as bloody. It is simply an excellent combination of beauty and violence. In the misty morning, it is like The fairy who descended from the mortal world is graceful and beautiful.

Isa Moriel's stern eyes were like swords blazing across the battlefield. She shot out $200,000 as if nothing at all and swept past the 20,000 troops in front of her. Her delicate eyebrows were raised and her mouth was slightly opened, "On the opposite side. Are all men dead? Do you dare to come out and fight me? "

The clear female voice echoed in front of the two armies, and there was silence on Moleh's side. In a fight with such a delicate woman, there really weren't many shameless people to stand up.

"Why is there no one?" Isa Moriel looked a little impatient. She raised her arm and raised the 2-meter long bow in her hand, facing the Salander queue. "Creak" made a crisp sound, and the silver-colored giant long bow in her hand was Being pulled away for a full moon,

A "collapse" shook the air, and the dazzling silver light with a fierce whistling sound passed through an ultra-long distance of 250 meters, hitting the wooden pole of the battle flag of the Moleh Legion like precise guidance.

"Bang" splinters of wood flew across the sky, and the sharp arrows penetrated deeply into the thick wooden pole of the battle flag. After an overwhelming sound of breaking, it was broken into several pieces. Moleh's most proud legion After the flag made several 360-degree turns in the air, it landed on the face of the stunned flag officer below.

At this moment, Moleh and several Mamunuk army commanders looked stupid, and their eyes were bulging like bells.

"Sir, let's press on in groups."

Sta, who had just taken the initiative to ask for a fight, looked extremely ugly. He subconsciously shrank his thick neck. He was also frightened. What is the concept of a sniper shooter with a range of more than 250 meters? Just thinking about it makes me feel cold on the back of my neck. If this was a long-range battle, whoever encountered him would die.

"Must win, must win"

There was an overwhelming shout from the opposite side. No one in the entire Salander army made a sound, and an atmosphere of silence shrouded them. These Salander soldiers who thought they were bound to win felt a little discouraged. They looked at each other with expressions on their faces. He was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into. Before the battle started, someone shot an arrow and cut off the battle flag. It was an unheard of shame and humiliation.

But the female shooter opposite is so terrifying. If she was so beautiful just now, now she has reached the level of despising the heroes of the world.

The unscrupulous and arrogant look in his eyes was like the sparks that shot out when a machete was struck on the money. His expression without any consciousness of facing the pressure of the army was like that of a general who had conquered every battle in the battlefield and came to see him again while patrolling. row of opponents.

"Ahem!" Moleh coughed a few times in a shameless manner, before several Mamunuk generals, who were obviously in a state of despair, came back to their senses.

Moleh waved his hand listlessly and said, "Just as the commander of the Styrian Army said, all the armies will attack to capture this wooden fort before noon."

"One day of plundering..." A Mamunuk general hesitated to speak.

"No matter who is the first to capture the wooden castle, he can plunder Vic City for one day."

Moleh glared at him with a cold face and said, "But if you can't get it at noon today, you should be prepared to report the battle situation to His Majesty the King alone."

Everyone was silent at the same time. Who didn't know that since the Normans occupied the south, the war situation has gone from bad to worse. Many generals have been severely punished by the Sultan when they reported the war situation to His Majesty the Sultan alone, or had their hands chopped off, or their feet looked at, or even There are also records of skinning, so during that period, as long as you heard who His Majesty the Sultan left alone to report, it was basically equivalent to a death sentence.

"Woo"

A loud trombone sound sounded, and a large number of Mamunuk knights on the hill began to move slowly. The colorful armors appeared chaotic. These proud knights wearing various armors lined up in several queues.

Mamunuk during the battle was a little different from usual.

Because of more external decorations and helmets with masks, their bodies appear more swollen. They wear hornet-like needle-eye visors on their heads, and a wisp of red feathers fluttering above their heads, which makes people shudder.

The horses under their crotches are covered with thick armor, and the breastplate is made of a whole piece of steel armor. It is polished and polished, which further highlights the extraordinary prowess of these Mamunuk knights. Some of them hold a long weapon in their hands. A five-meter-long spear with a knight's coat of arms hanging on the back of the tip.

Some hold flails made of black iron in their hands, which can easily smash the enemy's armor, but the most numerous ones are undoubtedly the Mamunuk knights who hold giant knight swords in their hands. The back of the huge long sword is extremely broad. , the blade edges are stacked, revealing layers of white cloud patterns, making them look extremely sharp.

The height of the man and horse reaches two meters, and the body is unusually strong. The full vest is like a ferocious beast. Only the two eye holes on the horse's head can be seen in front. The most eye-catching thing is that there is a dense layer of needles on the outside of the vest. Not to mention If you hit it, even if you rub it, you can make a big bloody gash.

"kill"

Amid a calm and loud shout from Moleh, the 200 Mamunuk knights in the front row began to charge towards the wooden fence 200 meters away.

"As expected, the enemy couldn't stand Moriel's stimulation, and the entire army pressed on them regardless of risk."

On the tower of Molenburg, Fatty looked at the group of cavalry writhing like a giant earth dragon, with a sneer on his lips.

He said to the messenger behind him, "Order the entire army to execute the combat order according to the original plan. The three lines of defense in front of Molenburg must be abandoned before noon." ..

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