Realm of Power

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709 Cut off the tail (3)

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"Ting" Dongting Prince Heglu raised his right hand high while riding on the horse, looking deeply at the city in the distance. The dense figures behind him also followed Ting's advancing horse hooves,

This is the 5,000 Dongting cavalry that followed him to break out of the encirclement. Because King Khatalu of Khan lost too much blood and was too weak to command the battle with the team, Prince Heglu of Dongting has become the commander of this army.

This time Dongting went south to break out, and suffered more than half of the casualties.

Of the more than 30,000 people who were able to overcome the heavy ambush, less than 12,000 people finally broke out of the mountain pass. Excluding the injured and those who needed to be alert, being able to dispatch 5,000 people was already the current limit of Dongting.

The people of Dongting, who are short of food and supplies, urgently need a place where they can obtain these things. Otherwise, not to mention returning to the northern grassland, even trying to escape the pursuit of the Vecian Falcon Cavalry is a luxury.

The people of Dongting didn’t believe that the people of Vikia would watch them return to the grassland safely. The falcon of Vikia must have laid many murderous intentions on its way back north.

Since we can't go north, we can only go south. After some calculations, King Hatalu of Dongting Khan agreed with his son's strategy, bypassing the northern area where heavy troops were gathered, and entering the mountainous area from the east side of Palawen. Dorok region, then turned north and braved the steep Polavis Mountains,

If the plan goes well, it will take at most 2 months to return to Dongting's base camp on the grassland. Then we will gather troops and avenge the shame of this defeat.

Relying on a map obtained during the plunder in the north, Prince Haglu, who was responsible for killing the people in the East Courtyard, quietly advanced from the flank to a place called Balanlir on the southeastern defense line. Judging from the map, this should be Riel. It is a small town in the southern part of Dian. It is located on a grassy slope and is difficult to connect to roads, so it is relatively remote. Neither the Vecians nor the Ruidian people would have thought that their goal would be here."

Is this Balanlir? "

But the scene in front of him made Heglu, who was full of despair, feel a cold and confused soliloquy. The meadow floating in the wind in the distance was like a green carpet, extending from the end of the earth, over the rolling hills, a The outline of the town gradually emerged, but a large military camp that shouldn't be there occupied the grassland outside the town.

Various tents are densely distributed on a grassy slope, like a half-moon arc fan that opens outward. In the center of the arc fan is a simple small town. It is a bit far-fetched to call this place a small town.

Outside the town is a very simple fence. It looks like it was installed by inexperienced people at first glance, because the entire row of fences does not fit the outline of the town, but is crookedly divided into countless small squares in the middle. The earthworm-like camp fence is at a key prominent position. There is neither a horse for reinforcement nor an arrow tower to warn the distance. It is completely a decoration project.

There are dozens of large and small tents in each grid, some are made of expensive leather, and most of them are made of very ordinary cloth, densely packed like patches.

The small town is artificially divided into dozens of areas. Such fences are not so much for defense against enemies as for defense against one's own people. Once a battle breaks out, these fences alone are enough to prevent the soldiers inside from gathering.

The most distinctive thing is that there are flags of various colors floating in the sky above each small grid, some are embroidered with exquisite patterns representing aristocratic status, there are also signature flags representing businessmen, clowns playing with fire, passionate women wearing coquettish long skirts, The colorful tents representing Geisuan span a whole street, and all kinds of vendors gather here, making it look like a big market.

You can vaguely see some careless soldiers wandering between the squares, some wearing nondescript knight armor, and some without weapons. They are walking back and forth between these tents in groups of twos and threes, or harassing nearby violent people. The girls were having fun, and people who didn’t know better thought this was a hunting ground where His Majesty the King held a knightly competition.

Haglu had to carefully check the leather map in his hand again. This map was a trophy he plundered in the north of Ruidian. From the direction of the map, this was indeed Balanlir on the map.

The direction is correct and the distance is correct, so what is wrong? Haglu was a little nervous. He was here to rob, not to fight, so the cavalry's equipment was mainly light-armored and mobile. There were obviously tens of thousands of people in the military camp in front of him. If he was not careful, he would be Falling into the enemy's trap again

Under uncertain circumstances, Haglu decided to send a team of elite scouts to investigate near the camp. Soon, the Dongting scouts who were ambushing outside the military camp caught a lone nobleman wandering outside the camp.

"Tell me, who are you, a Vecian or a Reedian?"

Haglu looked up and down at the captive with fear on his face with ferocious eyes. The other person's dress made Haglu's heart shake slightly.

This is a young man with chestnut hair. He is wearing a worn-out chainmail. It is a simple chainmail with a few pieces of iron inlaid on the chest. This kind of thing is not something worn by the regular army, let alone this broken chainmail. A, there are also several unsewed holes, it looks like a second-hand product from somewhere.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me"

The young man had been frightened for a long time. He was a run-down nobleman from the south. He had just run away to avoid debts because he lost money in gambling. Unexpectedly, when he was passing by a bush, he was knocked unconscious by someone and woke up. Then he saw himself surrounded by dozens of people dressed as nomadic cavalry.

"People from Dongting." The young man shuddered, and his face completely lost the color. It's over, it's dead this time. The young man secretly said sadly, he has never seen people from Dongting, but these people wearing leather on their heads are in front of him. The cavalrymen wearing hats and carrying longbows and scimitars on their waists undoubtedly fit the image of Dongting people mentioned by their companions.

The people of Dongting are cruel and fierce, and they like to hunt and kill their enemies. Their reputation has spread throughout the country. This is all the result of the Ruidian Ministry of Military Affairs' publicity. In order to increase the intensity of local levies, and To suppress the dissatisfaction of the southern lords, the Ruidian Military Department always exaggerated the tragedies that occurred in the north several times, and then used military reports to tell the locals,

30,000 people were massacred in such-and-such city, and 60,000 people were massacred in such-and-such city. This kind of information is like a daily barometer, accounting for almost 60% of the military reports sent to local lords.

The Ruidian people in the south are also in panic all day long. Since they can avoid being ravaged by the Dongting people as long as they provide money and food, they should still meet the requirements of the Ministry of Military Affairs and let the northerners, whose population base is several times larger, follow them. Such demons are desperate, otherwise the hooves of the Dongting Cavalry will move southward, and there are not enough people on my own to fill the gaps between these demons' teeth.

"I'm from Ruidian, Ruidian," the young man shouted, finding himself in the hands of the Dongting people. The young man was so frightened that he lost his soul. He buried his head in his hands. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, His body lay on the ground shivering,

"Ruidian people"

As soon as the young man spoke the Riel classics skillfully, the seriousness on Prince Heglu's face relaxed a little. It was so dangerous that he thought he had met a Vekian again. Prince Heglu secretly wiped it with shame. Break into cold sweat,

After a series of tragic defeats, the people of Dongting were a little nervous about ambushes. In their eyes, their opponent this time was not a human being, but the omnipresent Changshengtian.

The Wikiyan people have been favored by the Immortal God. Such rumors have long been heard among the tribes who travel to the grassland. Especially the legend about the Wikiyan Falcon is even more bizarre. The Sikujit people say that he is in the hands of the Immortal God. His whip is destined to become a great figure like the King of Kings. What he drives under his whip is not sheep, but kingdoms.

In the past, the people of Dongting scorned this statement. If there really is a whip of immortality in this world, it must be our heroic King Khan. But now the people of Dongting believe it, and the 100,000-strong army was wiped out in half a month. , if it were not for the blessing of the Immortal God, it would be absolutely impossible

"Let him go"

Haglu waved a few scouts to let the young man go, and asked, "Tell me, who are you? Are you the legion of Ruedian? As long as you answer truthfully, I will not kill you."

"The 19th Legion, we are from the 19th Legion of Ruidian." The young man knelt on the ground and answered almost without hesitation. His eyes were wandering around in confusion, and his face was as white as a piece of paper.

At this time, Haglu stepped on him unceremoniously, causing him to groan and crack his teeth in pain.

The whole body was like bent grass, and the whole face was squeezed into the fishy soil.

"Ahem, don't. Don't." The young man made a rapid and uncomfortable cough, his face full of pain.

Haglu increased the strength on his feet and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you on board? You still think I don't know the military system of your Ruidian. In addition to the ten main knights, there are only some local armies. Where did the 19th legion come from? Tell me quickly, otherwise I will cut the flesh. The knife will scrape off the flesh on your body piece by piece."

"Really, I didn't lie to you. We are part of the Southern Noble Army. Our regiment commander is the lord of Sargeson in the South. There are a total of 46 regiments..."

Because there was mud in his mouth, the embarrassed young man's inarticulate reply made Haglu's face become a little excited.

Although I don’t know what the Southern Noble Army is, it is obviously not a regular army. If this is the case, 5,000 cavalry are enough to flatten this camp, and the supplies of these troops can just meet the needs of marching eastward.

"I promise you didn't lie, otherwise you would be miserable..."

Haglu stared at the young man fiercely, and the scimitar in his hand was unsheathed. He could see that this guy was different from the Ruidian people he had met before. He was a fearful man.

"It's okay if you don't want to die." Heglu asked the prisoner impatiently, "Tell me now, how many people do you have in Balanlir? Who is the commander?"

"There used to be 12,000 people. Yesterday, some of them were transferred to Safendi. Now there are only 4,000 people from Mr. Assenrissu."

\u0026nbs▽∷p; Seeing the cold blade always dangling next to his cheek, this young man’s eyes were full of fear. He was a speculative little nobleman from the south, not a heroic warrior. Nor was he a northerner who had a deep hatred against the Dongting people. Facing the legendary ferocious Dongting people, he was shaking like chaff, and he had to do so much for Bing Na.

“Safendi“

Prince Heglu of the East Courtyard looked slightly startled, and secretly felt lucky in his heart. He happened to pass by Sadifen on the way here. It was a small city with city walls and a moat. The defense was not strong, but it was difficult to capture in one fell swoop. , due to troop limitations, Heglu had to choose Balanlir, which was smaller than Sadifen.

The combat effectiveness of Rui Erdian's army is not very good in the eyes of the people of Dongting. This is all the result of Fatty. Rui Erdian's most elite northern army has long been crippled by Fatty, and the elite knights in the country have also become the first. The Knights, a guard force stationed in Kyoto, would not leave Palaven until absolutely necessary, so the Dongting army encountered Ruidian's miscellaneous army from the beginning.

"Okay, let's get rid of this useless guy"

Now that he had obtained the necessary information, Heglu impatiently ordered the soldiers to drag the young man down. The young man's screams soon turned into the popping sound when his throat was cut, and turned into the sound of throwing himself into the bushes. a cold corpse

September is the harvest season. In the southern part of the Palawan Plain, it used to be a busy harvest scene. The fields were full of farmers with joyful smiles. However, in this autumn, the wheat seedlings in the fields were completely covered by large areas of weeds. replace,

The flight of a large number of local residents, the coming and going of armies, and the bloody conflicts that occurred from time to time between noble armies, all caused the fertile fields here to become barren, and the fields were all covered with weeds.

The 5,000 Dongting cavalrymen bent down and passed through the weeds as high as the horses' bellies. The weeds rubbed against their bodies and made a rustling sound. The cavalrymen's fiery red eyes stared at the approaching camp gate.

It was a not long slope, about 30 meters long. When you rush over it, you will reach Balanlir. If you include the acceleration time, it will only take less than 5 seconds at the earliest.

"The whole army is ready." Prince Hegrudinma of Dongting, who was at the front of the queue, whispered to the cavalry behind him,

The sound of "swiping" the scimitar being unsheathed came one after another behind him. The southern noble army in Balanlir in the distance did not notice these opponents rushing towards them like wolves at all.

Today is the Bosage Festival of the Ruidian people, celebrating the harvest season in September. The garrison general here deliberately opened the door of the entire military camp to welcome all the caravans who were following the movement.

The sentries near the camp gate were busy joking with the businessmen walking nearby.

A group of gorgeous women passing by quickly caught their attention.

"Look, look," the sentries whistled loudly, and with the most obscene looks, they had to strip off all the women's clothes, wishing they could see them directly into their long skirts.

"These adults really enjoy it." A sentry captain stared greedily at a dancer's round buttocks and swallowed saliva from the corner of his mouth. These women were wearing translucent sand-like skirts, and they seemed to have extremely mysterious frequencies and arcs in their swings. Lines make people feel like they are being scratched by a cat's claws

This is a dancer from Salander, who is kept in the homes of many big nobles in the south. Especially in recent years, when wars in Salander have been frequent, many dancers from Salander have also fled to various countries in the mainland. This Lord Asorisu who was stationed there brought all the dancers with him, which shows how absurd it is.

Her fair and pretty face was covered with a white sand scarf with metal patches, her slim waist was swaying, and she walked like a willow branch swaying in the wind.

Although the face is invisible, such a dress makes the men feel an impulsive madness in their hearts, and they want to rush forward immediately and hold these enchanting energies in their arms.

"Suddenly, a cluster of sharp arrows shot from the bushes in the distance, and a bloody arrow shot out from the throat of the sentry captain with round eyes." "Ah," the dancer wearing white sand made a sharp sound. The screams were like frightened birds and they ran in panic. Countless white lines came from a distance with sharp whistling sounds like raindrops. A dozen nearby sentries all turned into hedgehogs.

"The enemy..." A sentry wanted to shout before he died, but the large flying arrows once again blocked the sun like clouds. The dark clouds instantly turned into raindrops, and metal waterfalls fell from the sky.

The Dongting people's close-range shots were extremely powerful. The Ruidian people near the camp gate felt as if they had been punched in the front by an invisible giant. The whole person suddenly flew backwards, and their bodies twisted in mid-air. Unnatural posture, flipped over and shot like a hedgehog

The whole camp was in chaos in an instant. Countless Ruidian soldiers ran out of the tents in panic, looking for their weapons everywhere. A burst of arrows covered them, and the soldiers rolled on the ground in pieces.

"Come in," Haglu shouted, cutting the menza of the camp with a knife,

A formation of 5,000 Dongting cavalry poured into the Ruidian camp from the grass on both sides. The horse hooves quickly stirred up the soil on the ground. The compound bows in their hands continued to shoot rapid arrow clusters into the bodies of the Ruidian soldiers. , the war horse knocked away the Ruidian people who were running in panic in front of them.

"Swish, swish, swish", the horses' hoofs of the East Court cavalry trampled all the injured Redians into pulp under the hooves of the galloping horses - venting the anger they suffered at the Wikiyans, the caught-off Redians were like being beaten The sheep were driven by wolves, the tents were overturned by war horses, and the rolling corpses knocked down the nearby tents. The whole Barliland was in a state of confusion.

"Kill, kill, kill"

The East Court cavalrymen waved their scimitars violently, and howled loudly with their chests exposed. Their heads rolled, and the massacre continued until there was no more Ruidian left alive.

The southern noble army, together with the merchants and prostitutes in the camp, had more than 4,000 soldiers and more than 13,000 civilians killed in Balanlier.

The flowing blood dyed the entire black mud hillside red. Even 30 years later, there were still merchants passing by this meadow saying that they heard bursts of violent fighting and the sound of sharp weapons cutting ** at night.