Realm of Power

"Okay, I promise not to hurt you, but you must follow me." The fat man looked around and frowned slightly. The many eyes peeking in the dark made him very uncomfortable. He may have noticed that this group of black-armored cavalry was not there. Not from Salander

The refugees who had just dispersed like birds and animals gathered together again. Many of them pointed at a murderous officer riding on a tall horse. No matter how you looked at it, he seemed to be commenting on a guy who bullies men and women.

"It's not a patrol."

"Yeah, I was really scared to death just now." There were low voices all around. "The black armor looks exactly like the Normans. Could it be that the Normans are coming back to kill them?"

"What kind of thing do I have to do? Is it wrong to do good deeds?" The fat man curled his lips in dissatisfaction, without any awareness of the mastermind behind the scenes. He turned his eyes to the self-proclaimed sacrificial woman in front of him and asked impatiently, "How is it? It's decided. "Don't say I didn't remind you, charging an officer is a capital offense in the empire."

When necessary, Fatty even resorted to intimidation, and the guards behind him secretly rolled their eyes.

What kind of thing is your majesty doing? Just take the sword and go away. I believe no one dares to bite. If they are all such staunch people, I am afraid that whether they were plundered by the Normans or purged by the expeditionary force, they would have been killed long ago. I have turned into a cold corpse, how can I still linger here? "You want to take me away?"

The thin woman was also a little surprised. She looked at the fat man and cooled down. She saw that the other person should be an officer, but he was definitely not an expeditionary force. For the Falcon Central Army that had just taken over the central part, , the refugees in this ruins have basically never been seen,

Moreover, this is the area at the junction of the central and northern parts. Only the patrols of the expeditionary force will come and go from here, and every time they see the shadow of the army. Welcome to Reading. Refugees are hiding in dark corners and dare not show their faces. They are closed to news from the outside.

There are no living people, and the spread of news is almost negligible. Most people don’t even know that behind the expeditionary force is the Falcon Empire. In their image, it is the expeditionary force that has swept across the entire central part of the country." Although they know Sir, you have good intentions, but we can't go with you." Parsilia obviously gave up her last fight. Like a cold and bitter smile showing at the corner of his thin mouth

"My lord, do you know our identities? I am a criminal judged by the expeditionary force. As long as we leave this place, my daughter and I will be considered as trying to escape from the place of detention, and we will be persecuted by the expeditionary force patrols. Hunting, I don’t want my daughter to be an orphan, even if it is as difficult as an ant, she may starve to death in the cold at any time, but I must stay here for my daughter.”

"Sinful people?"

This was the second accident for the fat man. His eyes swept over the ragged clothes in front of him in surprise. There were only thin and shapeless women similar to the woman in front of him, and the trembling children in their hands. There is no man, not even a male,

The scene before him reminded Fatty of the Battle of Changping in ancient China. At the beginning, Zhao's power was extremely strong, and he rode on horseback to fight against the enemy, and there were many famous generals. It is the Qin State, which is known as the enemy of the Six Kingdoms. I can only dare to fight with him if I try my best.

Using the strength of the whole country, the brutal struggle lasted for two years. At the end of the Battle of Changping, the Qin army was exhausted. It is said that all the men in the country over the age of twelve were recruited, the national power was completely exhausted, the fields were barren, and thousands of people were displaced.

Reducing population is always the most direct and effective way to weaken a country.

This is also the main reason why General Bai Qi suddenly ordered the killing of all the prisoners of the Zhao army.

If we don’t kill him, the one who will die will be Qin who is already extremely weak.

In the battle of Changping, Bai Qi used the 400,000 corpses of Zhao soldiers and the eternal infamy he carried to help the successor Qin King Ying Zheng eliminate the most powerful opponent in advance.

With no population, no men, no soldiers, and no productivity, Zhao's weakness has been irreversible. Even with Lian Po, a peerless general like Zhao Mu will not escape being gradually devoured after fifty years. Lost fate.

Compared to Zhao Guo's Nai, the scene in front of him made the fat man tightly clench his mail-wrapped fingers. It didn't matter that he couldn't protect his woman in the chaos of war, but he actually acted in such a cruel way after winning the victory. Decide,

Haven't these Salanders ever thought about who caused this pitiful woman to become a victim of defeat, and eventually be trafficked to a foreign country and suffer the fate of humiliation? In troubled times, human life is like a piece of grass. It is not easy to survive and still have to deal with wounds. Sprinkle a handful of salt on top,

Whether it is for the empire or Salander, these so-called "criminal people" are extremely scarce resources. It is too wasteful. The population problem is always the biggest headache for Fatty. In the unification war of the Ikadiva continent ,Such a situation is not uncommon,

However, the Falcon Empire's inclusive recovery policy and equal treatment of all races have minimized this terrible secondary damage.

To a certain extent, the Falcon Army's policy on handling the occupied territories has been far ahead of the times in this dark century where people are killing people and relying mainly on plunder and war. Otherwise, they would not have been able to do so in just a few years. , a great empire emerged that accommodated all ethnic groups.

"There are no criminals in the Falcon Empire." The fat man looked away from the surroundings, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "From now on, I declare that you are all free men and have the right to move freely on the land of the empire."

"Free man?"

There was a commotion all around. The fat man's words were like smashing a huge boulder into a pool of stagnant water. The splash was enough to drown many people. The refugees didn't know what the officer in front of them did, but judging from the confidence and momentum on his face, See, this sentence isn't just a prevarication for "What is a free man?"

In the darkness, more and more people began to gather, and soon a cluster of about a hundred people was formed. In the child's simple eyes, there was curiosity about the fat man in the fear, while Parsilia's eyes were full of complexity. ,

Is this sentence credible? But the word freedom is an irresistible temptation for these people. A middle-aged woman in her thirties boldly asked in the crowd, "Although it sounds good, , but how can we believe you? Our children are all descendants of Normans, The expeditionary force has ordered that if we want to live, we must never leave the confinement area and fend for ourselves. How do we know you are not lying to us? "Yes, what guarantee do you have?" The refugees around him started to commotion again. , death has scared them out of their wits, it is said that "guaranteed?"

The fat man glanced at the flesh-and-blood refugees in front of him, waved to the 300 black-armored guards behind him, and ordered loudly, "Everyone should leave half of the dry food they carry with them."

When the cavalry traveled long distances, they carried dried meat for convenience. First, it was light in weight and not easy to perish. But it is easy to cook. Ten kilograms of dried meat is enough to sustain more than five days of military rations. Upon hearing the order, the guardsmen opened the bags in their horses' bags and took out pieces of smoked and oily dried meat. They came out and threw them one by one in front of them. About more than 200 kilograms of dried meat was piled in front of the refugees. The commotion of the refugees quickly calmed down,

The fat man pointed at the pile of dried meat with his riding crop and said loudly

"This is a guarantee. Take these rations and go south. Go to the city of Odense 20 miles away from here. That is the area under the responsibility of the Imperial Central Army. You should decide for yourself in the future. I will not guarantee anything to you. As for whether you believe it or not. Also called "

"Of course" the fat man's voice paused. His sharp eyes made people dare not look at him, and he said, "If you have lost even the most basic hope and courage for the future, then just stay here and fend for yourself."

There was dead silence. The faces of the refugees, numbed by suffering, finally showed a desire for life.

"I believe him, I want to go to the south." Finally, the middle-aged woman stood up from the crowd with an embarrassed face, gave the fat man a very respectful aristocratic salute, and said, "You are an upright person, I doubt you are like me. The biggest mistake of my life”

The middle-aged woman turned around and shouted to the others behind her, "Is there anyone else willing to go with me? For the future, for your daughter, and for survival."

"I"

“My daughter and I will go too”

"And me"

People kept coming out of the refugee group. They picked up a piece of dried meat in a tacit understanding as if they were queuing up, and then stood next to the middle-aged woman. There were more and more people, and finally only a very small number of people were left.

"upright"

The fat man was riding on the horse, looking at such a scene with a wry smile on his face. He had numerous titles and nicknames, including God of War, Killing Tyrant, Thousand Years of Shame in the Nobility, Rebellious King, and the Whip of the Everlasting Heaven, but he had nothing to do with integrity. It doesn't matter at all,

Or in the eyes of these refugees, they are upright and generous at the moment, but if they knew that they were the expeditionary force sent by them, I am afraid they would not think so. But this is the real world, there is no right or wrong, there is only survival of the fittest. , the country is weak and bullied

"Give her and her daughter a horse." The fat man looked at Parsilia, who had become stupid next to him. After such a toss, a white light appeared in the distant sky. With the previous situation, this time Parsilia did not continue to insist on staying,

Her thin hands struggled to lift her daughter onto the back of the horse,

"Take this, your Majesty gives this to you." On the way, a black-armored guard handed a bag of water and bread to the little girl. The bread was smeared with thick golden butter. The little girl's eyes were shining with greed. I took a bite and my eyes were full of happiness

"Who is your Majesty?" At this moment, Parsilia had the opportunity to ask,

"Of course it is our Falcon Majesty in this land. Is there a second Majesty?" the black-armored guards said with reverence on their faces. The murderous black-armored cavalry, in a uniform formation, were like the waves rolling across the earth. The wind crosses the land in front of you,

Fatty's horse stopped on a high slope, and the unchanging wilderness scenery in front of him began to change significantly.

The clear blue sky, the wasteland where grass grows and orioles fly, and the shadows of winding mountains appear at the end of the earth.

Following the mountains to the north, this time's destination, Strasbourg, appeared under Fatty's sight.

According to the report obtained by Fatty, Strasbourg is a medium-sized city with a population of about 150,000, and a city wall about five miles long and wide.

Under the fierce attack by the expeditionary force, the dilapidated city wall was covered with weeds. Outside the city, a camp of 10,000 Central Army troops was spread out along the outer edge of the city wall, with battle flags like shadows to be continued.