Realm of Power

The night breeze blows loudly, making the camp flags flutter. In the blackness that covers the boundless land, the camp's dense bonfires are separated by a river about 10 meters wide, just like the stars in the sky that are densely packed on both sides of the river bank. The sound of war horses neighing sounded from time to time, spears towered like a forest, and the defense line formed by strong siege shields was like a wall shining with cold light.

The entire military camp was like a ferocious beast about to emerge from seclusion. The wind was filled with the unique chilling atmosphere of the army. It was already midnight, but most of the soldiers had not rested. Even those who had rested were undressed and unarmed. Unsaddled, with a posture ready to attack at any time. Everyone knew that there was a big operation tonight, but for some unknown reason, the order from above made the order to attack delayed. The soldiers all looked straight at it. The location of the Chinese military tent,

It was already brightly lit,

Outside the central tent of the Falcon Army camp, the Kingdom's central army general Hu Keqili, the one-eyed dragon Salon, and more than a dozen banner commanders under their command were waiting anxiously at the door, especially Salon who was coming back and forth irritably. I walked around, trying several times to open the door that was close at hand, but finally I put my hand down helplessly. The air seemed very silent, and the depressed person was a little breathless.

"Lord Hu Keqili, why didn't you order the pursuit?

The furious Imperial Adjutant General Plais came from the camp gate in front. As soon as he saw Hu Keqili with his somewhat angry eyes, he asked harshly without any scruples.

"Sit back and watch the fruits of the bloody battles of tens of thousands of soldiers be wasted in vain. This is a crime against the empire and the greatest insult to those dead warriors." Plais looked like he wanted to bite people, and the firelight shone at the door of the tent. Down there, it’s full of ferociousness

Facing Plais's menacing questioning, Hu Keqili, who had always been tenacious and brave, now had a strange and aggrieved face that was red, and his eyes were evasive and he winked in the direction of the military tent. It seems to be saying, "Adjutant, don't scold me. This matter really has nothing to do with me. It's not that I don't want to pursue you, it's your Majesty."

"Your Majesty refused." Plais looked at the winking Hu Keqili and suddenly realized that in this situation, the two generals Hu Keqili and Salon might be the most wanted to pursue.

The Central Army cavalry under Hu Keqili knew how to fight in the field. They used 30,000 elite troops to pursue the remnant army of more than 50,000 Luo Ke. As long as nothing unexpected happened, they would definitely be able to inflict heavy losses on the Dorok people. Even if these more than 50,000 Luo Ke were lost It is not impossible to kill all the Ke people. However, Salon, because the early battles were fought with his direct troops and the losses were the largest in this battle, he must hope to encircle and annihilate the Dorok people in one fell swoop to vent the bad luck in his heart. ,

And the only person who can suppress these two powerful ministers of the kingdom must be the far-sighted His Majesty Falcon.

"Forget it, I'll ask Your Majesty myself." Plais turned around and angrily opened the military tent in front of him and walked in.

"My lieutenant, what brings you here?"

The fat man raised his head from a document and narrowed his eyes at the deputy chief who walked in. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect Plais to come. Plais was in charge of logistics this time, so there was no As the army advanced, Plais did not expect that Plais would personally escort a batch of food to arrive this time. He found that the situation here was abnormal, and soon received news from other generals that the Doroks might withdraw tonight. Thinking of the tens of thousands of troops The bloody battle was wasted like this, and he didn’t care about anything on impulse.

He is not like these generals who have a natural fear of Fatty, the continental God of War, as if he were facing a god. Although he is also a warrior, he has not been on the battlefield for many years. Although he has fought against Fatty several times, , but only to the extent of admiration. He is the kind of person who is like a national scholar.

The reason why he joined Fatty was very complicated. He had personal feelings and public motives. He was ostracized in Ruidian and was involved in several rebellions. However, because he was the father-in-law of His Majesty Falcon, he was able to finally get the chance. No matter how he survived, he was already tied to Fatty,

He is upright and aboveboard in his heart and has little personal gain, so he dares to speak out. As long as he thinks it is right, Plais will insist on it. There is absolutely no fear in it. Sometimes he even likes to make His Majesty Falcon feel Uncomfortable, he is not a fool. When he was the Minister of Military Affairs in Rui Erdian, the heroes of the kingdom fell into the embarrassing situation of almost traitors. Without the chaos of the fat man, there would not have been such a quick change.

"The army is ready to go. I'm here to ask you. Your Majesty decides when to attack, so I can go with the army." Prais tidied his clothes, straightened his posture and asked sternly.

"Attack? There is no such plan for the time being." There was no wave on the fat man's face. He seemed to have already known that Plais would ask this question. He closed the folder in his hand and walked over and waved his hand.

"In recent days of fighting, thanks to the adjutant-general ensuring logistics at the rear, otherwise there would not have been such a fantastic advance. If we win this battle, the adjutant-general will have a lot of credit. Come on, come on, it's already midnight tonight, I guess I'm hungry after escorting military supplies all night, so why not stay and have a "breakfast" together?

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I'm not hungry. I just want to ask Your Majesty, are you going to just sit back and watch the Dorok people go away like this?"

Plais's eyes were bloodshot and he stared at the fat man with piercing eyes. He was unmoved by the fat man's pleasant appearance and continued to ask without letting up.

"It took tens of thousands of troops a month of bloodshed to defeat the Dorok people. If they were to just watch and let them go, the soldiers would be heartbroken."

"Let go? Does the adjutant also think that I am letting the enemy go?"

The fat man's face suddenly became serious, he turned around and came to the military map hanging behind him, pointed to the location of the border on the map and said

"If I could issue an order to pursue, I would definitely issue it as quickly as possible, but I can't, because this time the Dorok people's retreat route passes through the intersection of three major rivers.

It is undeniable that this old fox Duo Zai is not good at tactics, but he is still very good at conspiracy.

He has deployed a heavy force at this junction, and the river is too wide to swim across quickly.

If our army pursues forcefully, it will inevitably be blocked on the river. Instead of losing nothing, it is better to let the Dorok people retreat into the Okla Fort surrounded by mountains."

The fat man tapped heavily on the map with his hand, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that made people feel chilled.

"Haha, that old fox Duozhao valued the steep terrain of Oklahoma Fort, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It can bring into play the strengths of the Dorok mountain infantry.

But I never thought that with the escape route cut off, this would be a dead end place with no way out.

50,000 people are trapped in one place, with no food hoards and no water sources. Do we still need to pursue them? All we need to do is follow behind and pick up a group of fish waiting to die." To be continued)