Realm of Power

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On the northern border of the Kingdom of Nord, in a small town in the Anrod region close to the border of the Falcon Dynasty, light rain began to fall, covering the sky and the earth in gray. The sky and the earth were also gray. Although the rain was not heavy, But it started raining in the morning and continued continuously. There was already a lot of water on the ground. In those low-lying areas, more and more water accumulated, forming puddles one after another. Some even looked like Small fish pond.

Varisien, who came from the front line, had been waiting for the fat man to come out downstairs of a hotel in the middle of the town. According to the news from the Ministry of Military Affairs, His Majesty Falcon will take several princesses for a "casual" walk around the north of Anruode today. He is not sure how casual this "casual" is, so he decided to make arrangements in advance. Some preparation.

The nearby towns have been temporarily cleared, and the civilians inside have been temporarily relocated. The remaining houses are used as temporary legion headquarters. The passing cavalry often runs past the roads full of patrols, kicking up the dust of the day. , or it will attract a burst of yelling and scolding, but more often it will be silent and serious eyes.

The current Anruod region has fallen into a state of tension. The Falcon Dynasty mobilized 60,000 troops from several regions to confront the 70,000 Nords on the opposite side on this desolate plateau. There is almost a possibility that a fierce battle will break out between the two armies. There is no doubt that the mainland's eyes are focused on this place that has been destined to become a battlefield for thousands of years.

From 1,500 years ago, this was the arena where the fate of the continent was decided. No matter whether the king from the north wanted to go south or the monarch from the south wanted to go north, it seemed that they could not bypass this troublesome place. But now, the Kingdom of Luode The life and death of the Falcon Dynasty, and whether the Falcon Dynasty can achieve a powerful empire like the Ikadiva people who defeated the Anjod defense line a thousand years ago and then unified the entire continent.

"All possibilities are focused on this millennium battlefield like fate! Staring at the flying rain outside the window, Varisien inevitably felt a little sad in his heart.

When he rushed over this morning, he received a report that the Nords were continuing to increase their troops. The number of Nord troops on his frontal defense line had increased to 90,000, and was personally commanded by the Crown Prince of Nord. According to reliable intelligence, the Nords Deliberately turning this defensive battle into a counterattack, not only the original border guards were mobilized, but also a newly formed legion from the direction of Nord Kyoto was mobilized. This shows how seriously the Nords attach importance to this battle.

As the commander of the offensive side in this battle, Varisien secretly complained in his heart that the 60,000-strong force was not too much, not too much. If it was a defensive battle, he might still be able to compete with Nuno, who was heavily concentrated on the opposite side. The Germans had a chance, but this time it was an offensive battle. The fate of tens of thousands of troops was controlled by one's own thoughts.

In the front is the Ikadiva continent. In the history of the Ikadiva continent, except for the Ikadiva people more than a thousand years ago, no general has ever broken through the Anjod defense line, known as a century-old strong wall, from the front. Behind it, there is almost no help. of 60,000 soldiers

How to fight this battle? Varisien has no idea at all, but what makes him feel most uneasy is not this, but that he still doesn't know why His Majesty Falcon, who has always been known for his wisdom, would attack. The breakthrough point is placed on this defense line that has almost never been broken.

8 strict and complete defense lines are enough to make any attacking enemy feel desperate.

As the commander in charge of the attack, not only did he have insufficient troops, but he was also unable to know even the most basic tactical intentions. This kind of uncontrollable uncertainty made Varisien, who was in charge of the main attack, simply at a loss. ,

There is not much rain outside, but there is a cold wind, and there is still a feeling of spring chill. The rainy season sweeping the south is coming. This is a serious threat to the Thunder God of the Falcon Army. If it continues like this, the Thunder God, who is specially used to attack cities , I am afraid that I will also fall into a predicament of being useless, but His Majesty’s order to attack has not been issued for a long time. Is it really necessary to wait until the heavy rain comes?

If it weren't for his absolute confidence in His Majesty the Falcon, Varisien would have desperately opposed this battle. What a joke. With 60,000 troops, he would attack an enemy who was much more numerous than himself and had complete defenses. What's more? His Majesty the Falcon's Attack Step The attack was too slow. It took ten days for the army to assemble. He exposed his attack intention almost nakedly to the eyes of the Nords and put on a strong attack posture. But when it came to the critical moment of the attack, His Majesty took a leisurely look at the scenery!

What kind of situation is this? Varisien doesn't understand. His Majesty Falcon, who has always been known to attack like fire, has rarely shown a negative attitude this time.

"If that's the case, then what is your Majesty's real intention for launching such a large-scale battle? Varisien was completely confused by all kinds of questions. While he was still thinking this, the fat man had already accompanied him. Carrying Bertrand, Bonnie, and Mauna Qing came down from the second floor of the hotel at the same time.

"Varisien!"

The fat man waved his hand to him. His face didn't seem to be very good, he was a little pale and haggard, and his steps were vaguely frivolous. Varisien was a careful and experienced guy with a vicious eye, and he could tell at a glance that this was The sequelae of His Majesty's excessive indulgence,

He quickly bowed his head respectfully and sighed secretly in his heart, "Three beautiful princesses from Qingcheng, and a Bonnie Berlant who has an unclear relationship with His Majesty. It's a miracle that Your Majesty can still stand up!" "

"Is it raining heavily?" The fat man looked outside and said suddenly.

"Not big, it's not the season of heavy rains yet, but it should be soon." Varisien answered cautiously, quickly giving up the dirty thoughts that were still speculating in his heart, and at the same time, he also wanted to remind His Majesty Falcon that the rainy season is about to begin. Come, if you don't fight anymore, you will lose the most important advantage of Thor.

But the fat man didn't seem to hear it. Instead, he waved to Varisien thoughtfully and said, "Come for a walk with me! After staying in the north for more than half a year, I rarely have the chance to see the rain in the south!"

The guards in charge of hotel security had already prepared waterproof cloaks. The fat man put on the military horse rain boots. Bertrand Bonnie still habitually put on the knight cowhide rain boots she brought with her. Her legs looked even more slender and silver. The knight's armor made her slender body look slim, and she looked heroic as she rode a maroon horse.

Walking alongside her was Mao Monaqing, who was wearing a thin white mink fur cape, which could protect against both rain and cold. It was indeed a rare quality product.

but. There is obviously more than one mink coat like this, because there are two princesses wearing similar styles next to them, Jones Nelly and the former Princess Haroldian of Raedian. Jones Nelly is coming to Raedian for the first time. Southern, an excited face , seemed very curious about the confusing rain scene around her, while Princess Haroldian's face was a little pale, her eyes were deep in thought, and her expression was a bit lonely. The familiar Ruidian-style villages along the way must have aroused the deepest feelings in her heart. deep memories,

The person responsible for the safety of several princesses is Issa Moriel. She was the tallest among the women when she was riding a horse, with chestnut-brown hair. Wearing a light gray mink coat, she felt like she stood out from the crowd. She seemed to like this feeling very much, especially when riding a horse and passing by the fat man.

At a cliff, the fat man got off his horse and looked at the Nordic defense line several miles away.

"Tell me, how are you going to fight this battle! 60,000 people attack the defense line of 100,000 people. This battle is not going to be easy!" The fat man tightened his collar and stared at the deep place full of wisdom in the distance. , his face was a little pale, and it became even paler when the breeze blew.

Mao Mo Naqing hurriedly came over and put a coat on him, and arranged his coat very flat. Her delicate and gentle movements were like a wife arranging clothes for her husband, and there was also a tender look in her eyes.

"Subordinate... I don't know!" Varisien opened his mouth, and several plans that he had prepared when he came flashed through his mind. In the end, he felt that no one of the plans could be realized, so he could only say one's true thoughts

"Haha, you finally have self-awareness!" The fat man suddenly laughed, pointing to several city walls that were vaguely visible in the distance, and said, "Have you seen those solid defense lines? Don't say 60,000 people, I will give you another 12 Even with ten thousand people, you can't break it, but why do I still launch this battle? That's because we can't give the Lods a chance to recover. We want to drag them to death on this line of defense, which they think is foolproof. !”

"Dragged to death on the defensive line?"

Varisien's face was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized, and his eyes suddenly changed from blank to sparkling.

What a vicious plan! Varisien couldn't help but sigh. He finally knew what His Majesty Falcon was planning.

It turns out that this battle has already started silently, but I am ignorant.

The Kingdom of Nord has just suffered a disastrous defeat, and the supplies in the logistics center Sargos have been taken away. Now the entire Kingdom of Nord is like a deformed monster. On one side, there is an urgent need to expand its troops, and on the other side, the logistics are getting increasingly tight.

An army of 60,000 people is not a very serious burden for the Falcon Dynasty, which has a strong economy and has just received a bumper harvest in the north.

But the 100,000 German troops assembled on the opposite side are like a blackmail around the neck of the Nord Kingdom, whose domestic economy may collapse at any time.

Every day that the decisive battle is delayed is a step closer to death.

The more troops are assembled on the opposite side, the heavier this heavy burden will be, like an unfillable whirlpool, endlessly swallowing up the food, supplies, and wealth harvested by the Kingdom of Rode in this autumn.

Let the wounds suffered in the defeat of the South lose their last chance to heal,