Realm of Power

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The Djerpo Plain is located in the northern section of the southern part of the Kingdom of Wikiya, in the upper reaches of the Satsuma Ri River. It has fertile land and densely populated areas.

It is a hub area for the north and south of the kingdom, juxtaposed with Samor County. It connects Aiko in the Kudan area of ​​the Kingdom of Wikiia to the northeast, Sambuga Town in the Samor area to the south, and faces the military town of Dehreim of the Kingdom of Ruedian to the north. Residence of the Third Knights of Ruidian),

One hundred and thirty years ago, King Vekiya I, who founded the country in the Snowy Mountains of Bohulaban, led a hundred thousand warriors from the snowy mountains and marched westward, conquering Kudan, the important town of the Sakhir Dynasty. He established his capital here and changed its name to Clay. Sto, Wikia means snow country

Then the ambitious King Vekia I marched south across the country. In front of a hundred thousand Snow Country warriors who were tall and strong and wielded axes with both hands.

The tribal alliance that originally occupied the southern mountains was defeated. After three years of fighting, the green mountains and blue fields were dyed red with blood. The Snow Country warriors piled up corpses under their axes. Three hundred thousand natives were massacred, and only eighty thousand were left weak.

Some of them fled to the neighboring Kingdom of Rode, while others chose to become unconditionally vassals of the kingdom for generations, and merged into the rule of Wikiia, which is the origin of the kingdom's Orions.

After three years of fighting, the Snow Kingdom spent the blood of 20,000 elite Snow Kingdom warriors in exchange for the south, which is equivalent to half of the kingdom's territory. In order to consolidate the kingdom's rule, thirteen counties in the south were established, resettled the kingdom's heroes, and relocated 100,000 refugees from the Kudan area. Filling in the south, the Falcon family is the Snow Country nobles who rose up with King Vecia I’s conquest of the south.

Five years later, Wikija once again gathered 80,000 troops and marched north, completely defeating the Sakhir Kingdom army entrenched in the north, and taking the northern Kurao region into his hands.

The Jones family, the Stian family, and the Lisa family, which have the largest feudal power, are the three great dukes in the north and have guarded the northern border of the kingdom for generations.

The south was pacified, the north was consolidated, and no one could defeat him. Looking at the vast territory under his throne, the sixty-three-year-old Vecchia I was overwhelmed by victory.

"I want to build a huge empire for my descendants! Let the Snow Country become the future master of this continent."

The drunken King Vecchia threw the map to the ground, and the blood-red wine soaked the middle of the map.

Countless Snow Nation troops gathered towards the royal capital of Klesto. The mighty troops marched from Riva Cheze in the south to the Bohulaban Snow Mountain in the north. The 150,000 Snow Nation troops, with 80,000 Snow Nation elite ax warriors as the main force, marched westward. Jerbo Plain, challenging Ruidian, a powerful military country occupying the central part of the continent,

A war begins to determine who will become the future overlord of the continent.

The Ruidian Fortress, which stands on the cliff, is like a copper wall and an iron wall. It catches the Snow Country army that is advancing westward with all its strength. The terrain of the castle is extremely high, and even large catapults cannot throw stones up. Siege vehicles Not pushed yet The steep slope was burned to black charcoal by the rockets fired from above. The snow warriors' big axes could only sigh at the fortress, "Besiege the city, I don't believe it. The people above don't want to eat or drink." Vecchia I was angry, and the army drove Dechios The castle is surrounded by water.

During the first month of the siege, the Ruidian people, who were thought to have been cut off from food and grass, unscrupulously threw several objects down the mountain one night, which rolled down the steep mountain path. There was only a thumping sound and a strange groaning sound from below. The Snow Country army besieging the city below was startled.

"Did the hungry Redians jump out of the castle?" The restless and angry Vecchia I, who was besieging the city, was delighted.

He raised the torch and took a look. The nose of Vecchia I, who got up in the middle of the night, was so angry that he almost broke his nose. He saw that they were several live cows that had been beaten to death and were still mutilated and moaning.

"What's the point of surrounding this? People can live a happy life! If they have too many cows, they can just throw them down."

The frustrated Snow Country army had no choice but to look far away and turned to Fort Wincod in the plains.

Facts have proved that this is an absolutely stupid decision.

"The plain is the death place for infantry"

This proverb soon spread across the mainland

It was an evening with the setting sun like blood

When the physically and mentally exhausted Snow Nation army broke through the fortress of Fort Wincod and was about to enter the Dehrim area, the important town of Ruidian, the joyful King Vecia I looked up at the sunset on the horizon and thought to himself

"Young man, I thought that the brave Snow Country warriors would be scared away by such a broken castle!"

What I saw was the 80,000 elite Ruidian heavy cavalry standing high on the plain with cold eyes and murderous intent.

Both men and horses were fully armored, with tight iron helmets on their heads, and three-meter-long knight spears in their hands. Each one looked like a steel demon emerging from hell.

The Snow Country army, which only fought against the mountain natives and the pure infantry Sakir army, was stunned. There was chaos before the Redians even launched a charge.

"Return to the team, return to the team, the spearmen are in front!"

This was Vikia's method of dealing with enemy cavalry, but the most they encountered was 1,200 old and weak Sakir light cavalry.

Looking at the Great Steel Wall in front of them, which looked like a devil from hell, the thin spearmen raised their spears tremblingly.

King Haraus III of Rhedian looked at the panicked Vecians in front of him and smiled contemptuously.

"A bunch of country bumpkins from the snowy mountains still want to dominate the mainland! I will use my sword to make you remember that the plains will always be the world of knights!"

Harlaus III drew out his sword with great heroism, his war horse jumped up with one hoof, and made a very cool and unrestrained PS. With a command, the long-awaited Ruidian cavalry behind him surged out like a river. Rushing to attack the pale-faced Vecchia hillbilly

The rumbling horseshoes shook the ground, and the entire row of moving cavalry was like an iron wall, shattering all blocking objects in front of it into pieces.

The two-handed battle axes of the Snow Country warriors were smashed to pieces in front of the heavily armored knights. The Snow Country warriors relying solely on their personal bravery could not compete with the charging heavy cavalry of the entire group. The blood dyed the Wenke Plain red, leaving only Bodies of Vekians strewn across the wilderness

This is a classic battle that has been recorded in mainland history.

Lure the enemy deep, choose the opportunity for a decisive battle, and finally give the enemy a fatal blow with absolute superiority.

In the Battle of Deherim, the Reedians sacrificed 2,000 heavy cavalry in exchange for 100,000 Vikians killed and 30,000 captured.

The ambitious King Vecchia I was injured and captured. Marshal Vecchia was killed in the battle. Among the rebels, more than 3,000 nobles and nobles were killed and captured. The remnant army of 20,000 was defeated and retreated to Djalpo Fort.

The whole country mourned and wept bitterly. Even the heavy snow in the sky could not cover up the bones of one hundred thousand people who died in the war.

The crown prince of Cresdo looked at the battle report with a sad face.

"Hey, in the blink of an eye, why did the old hen turn into a duck?"

The Crown Prince was a very down-to-earth person and knew that he could no longer stay in Cresdo. As a representative of the bachelor spirit of the Wikiya royal family, he silently packed his bags, loaded up his treasures, and took his children with him. Bring a lover with you too, so as not to be lonely on the mountain

The last fire burned down the newly built palace. Looking at the black smoke flying in the sky, he turned around and prepared to return to the Snowy Mountains to continue being a savage.

Who knows, whether prayers to heaven had an effect, and the scale of war began to tilt toward the tragic and overly miserable Vecians.

The 20,000 remnants of the army that retreated to Djalbo Castle, led by the last nobleman, Marquis Isahka, could not escape, preventing the Redians from entering the hinterland of the kingdom.

In addition, Djerbo Fort also sent envoys to lobby Lod, which was also a big country at the time, and was willing to sacrifice large areas of land such as the southern city of Wocheze, Erbuk, Luwaj, and Udinirad in exchange for the Kingdom of Lod sending troops. put one's oar in

The great southern country Rode was also afraid that the Ruidian family would dominate, so he immediately sent 60,000 cavalry to the Djerbo area, forcing the Ruidian people to give up the pursuit.

Just twenty years after the founding of the country, Wikiia was saved from being trampled to the ground by the Ruidian cavalry.

Although the iron hooves of the Ruidian people crushed the ambition of the Wikiyan people to dominate the continent, it also guided the future direction of Wikiya. The originally loose Wikiya began to imitate the Ruidian people to establish a knight system and set up a strict knight assessment system. , established the Royal Knights Academy in Cresdo, Kyoto

As the most advanced fortress against the Redians, Djerbo Castle is also the area where the richest Knight culture of the Redians is learned. It was garrisoned by the Isahka family, the last important ministers of the kingdom at the time.

Has the right to establish a knighthood, and its status is close to the three major dukes in the north of the kingdom.

At the beginning of the war, in order to avoid encountering the Ruidian people, the main force of the Kugit cavalry going south took the initiative to avoid the Jalbo Fort, which had a strong force and was also a barrier to the south.

Instead, they attacked the Satsuma area, which was located in the middle reaches of the Satsuma Ri River, which was weakly defended. This made Marquis Isahka, who was preparing to fight the Kugits in the upper reaches, extremely depressed.

They are both the southern barrier of the kingdom, so why do all the southern nobles only hand over grain to the upstart Satsuma, but don’t even have one grain themselves?

Looking at the fat man from Samoer (Dremagburg) downstream of him, he not only occupied three counties, but his power expanded rapidly like his fat body. There were also people who were providing food and drink like an uncle. He threw away 600,000 shi of grain like a beggar,

Not only did they gain a huge reputation, but they also made the Kugit people happily give up a large area.

The huge contrast made Marquis Isahika, who was staying in the upper reaches of the Satsuma Ri River to drink the cool breeze, jump angrily.

"The kingdom is in danger, but this upstart is secretly communicating with the enemy. How abominable!"

The Marquis of Ithaca fully inherited the talent of his ancestors who were good at conspiracy more than a hundred years ago.

Seeing the fat man's big move of placing the nobles in Zivadin City, Marquis Isahka, who had been staying calmly in the upper reaches of the Satsuma Ri River to drink the cool breeze, smiled.

"If you don't do it, don't do it, or kill it with one strike!"

This is the experience that the Marquis of Isahka gained from the Battle of Dehreim a hundred years ago. The Marquis of Isahka, who is deeply influenced by the culture of knights, is not comparable to those fake knights who stay in Kyoto and dream of death.

On a quiet night, the Lidastov mansion, known as the "Black-hearted Wolf of the North", which had just been exchanged by Fatty from the Kugits, welcomed a mysterious uninvited guest.

"You want me to encourage the Zhivadin nobles to separate from Samoa?"

Lidastov almost shouted out the request of the mysterious guest in front of him. He asked carefully with a pale face, wondering if he had heard wrong just now.

Looking at the noncommittal look on the face of the guest sitting opposite him, Lidastov knew that he heard correctly. Looking at Lidastov's doubtful eyes, the mysterious guest smiled slightly.

"As long as you can incite the nobility of Zhivadin City to become independent from Samor, I will fully support the power of Hertha from the north to enter the entire south. Hertha will become the only and largest smuggling organization in the kingdom. This is my commitment. If If you don’t believe it, I can sign an agreement with you in the name of the distinguished Isahka family.”

The promise of the mysterious guest was like a bullet shot at high speed, hitting Lidastov's heart, making Lidastov's face flushed with excitement, and his body trembled slightly. Lidastov was so excited for a reason.

The north was messed up by the Kugits, and the power of Herta was also hit hard. Many old customers fled because of the Kugits. This not only cut off Herta's business network,

The large amount of money owed that had not been paid in time made Herta heavily in debt, otherwise Lidastov would not hide in the southern city of Zhivadin to avoid debt.

Now suddenly heard that there is an opportunity to revitalize Herta, and it can also make Herta How can Lidastov, who was thinking about it day and night, not be nervous about it?

In order to dispel Lidastov's concerns, the mysterious guest continued to throw a heavy bomb, which completely dispelled Lidastov's concerns.

"As soon as I receive the news of Zhivadin's independence, I will immediately lead a large number of troops to the south. Before that greedy Samole pig reacts, I can easily defeat his army recruited from crude peasants. Under the spears of the Golden Fleece Knights under my command, what can his peasants with hatchets do? Don't forget that the plains are the death of infantry! I will let the Battle of Dehrim be staged again in front of Zhivadin!"