Realm of Power

The waves hit the shallow beach, and the white ice blocks were washed ashore by the waves. Looking at the same, the white floating ice layer spread out on the edge of the island, like flowers blooming in summer, with a light cool sea breeze, dense In the harbor area, battleships are neatly arranged, with white winter birds rising and falling on the towering masts.

"It's a beautiful scenery, which is hard to see in South Africa."

Looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, Roland Lefebre, commander of the Second Fleet of the Imperial Navy, turned around. He had thick short hair and a glass of red wine in his hand. The leisurely look on his face seemed to be still intoxicated outside. In the scenery, opposite him, stood a handsome young man in military uniform.

With dark golden hair and a bright face, he carries the unique energy of a young man. "Forward! Forward!" The word seems to be written on his unruly face,

"I am very sorry for the loss of the assault ship Marquise Ancarlos!" The young officer stood at attention and lowered his head. He was the admiral of the Third Assault Squadron and the commander of the Congolese Navy in that encounter.

"What was the situation like? To be specific, I need to know every detail of this defeat."

Roland Lefebvre looked out the window solemnly, took a sip of the wine in his hand, gently rubbed the smooth glass with his fingers, and gestured to the adjutants at each end. The adjutants quickly stood in front of the desk. He sat down and raised the pen in his hand, obviously intending to record every sentence that followed.

Rousseau Vandal stood at attention nervously and reported the day's battle situation in a clear tone.

"I ordered the fleet to quickly set up a combat formation, but the opponent obviously did not react. Our army rushed into the enemy fleet by virtue of its superior position and won the first battle. The mistake was also due to this. I did not expect the Northwest Navy's response ability to be so fast! At that time, I only Thinking of defeating them quickly, so . . . . Everything happened too suddenly. Although we lost a battleship, we also figured out the strength of the Northwest Navy. Under such circumstances, our navy does not have the strength to fight against it."

"Are you saying that the Marquise Ancarlos was completely destroyed in just one encounter? Is this too exaggerated? You must know that the assault ship Marquise Ancarlos is a heavy-tonnage warship with complete defenses. It has participated in Six major naval battles, the most glorious achievements ever. After surviving the siege of six enemy ships, the only damage was a broken mast. But this time, you told me that the entire ship was torn into pieces in just ten seconds. This is really unbelievable. "Roland Lefebre turned around with bright eyes and his tone was very uncertain.

Rousseau Vandal held his head high and said without timidity, "Although I don't know what the opponent's weapon is, at that moment, I thought what I saw was a boiling sea."

"Boiling sea?" Roland Lefebvre frowned slightly.

"The sudden appearance of white smoke. A roaring and crushing sound like thunder, and countless firelights, just like the legendary Thousand-Eyed Monster opening its eyes at the same time. That kind of sight is absolutely unimaginable if you don't see it with your own eyes." . . . The Marquise Ancarlos was It turned into a hornet's nest. If my subordinates hadn't decisively ordered the evacuation, I believe that not more than 500 people would have come back alive. "The attentive Roland Lefebre noticed a tremor in Rousseau Wonka's voice. He has a very rare place. It also further proves the authenticity of this statement

Rousseau Vandal, the admiral of the Third Assault Fleet of the Congolese Naval Fleet, upholds the good traditions of the Rousseau family. He has a tenacious and brave style, and has an unusually keen perception of naval operations. He is also the main advocate who proposes to take this opportunity to promote the naval results to the northwest sea.

Because of his handsome appearance and energetic feeling, he is known as the "Advancing Battleship" in the Congo Navy.

Of course, no one would use this title to address him face to face. After all, the Rousseau family has served in the army for more than a hundred years and has always had a very good reputation. In three consecutive generations, the Rousseau family has produced six army generals, two of whom are currently serving in the army. Participate in this southwest battle planned by His Majesty the Emperor himself.

After five minutes of silence, Roland Lefebre took a deep breath, raised his head, drank the wine in his hand, and looked at the adjutant at the other end who had just stopped recording. "Have you recorded everything? Everything, one word." Don’t fall!”

"Yes, Commander!" The adjutant stood up straight, put down his pen, and nodded affirmatively.

"Okay, the serious investigation ends here! You can send the transcript first! The emperor's investigator is still waiting outside." Roland Lefebre signed his name on the investigation report and waved to the adjutant. With a move, the adjutant took the transcript and left.

Roland Lefebvre looked at Rousseau Vandal, who was a little blue, and waved his hand, "Sit down, I know this kind of inquiry is very unpleasant, but this is the intention of His Majesty the Emperor. This test failed." , may shake His Majesty the Emperor's entire plan."

"I also know that this sounds too incredible, but I can be sure, and more than a thousand sailors at the time can also prove that I am not lying." Rousseau Vandal sat down and sighed in frustration. The battle that day touched him. Very big, the opponent’s weapon The sharpness of the weapon was completely beyond his knowledge. Facing such an enemy, he really didn't know what kind of tactics to use to fight against it. Even several times late at night, he was as blinded by the sight that appeared in his dreams. Awakened by the terrible sight of thunder

"If there is no conclusive evidence that the navy's strategy of advancing north and the army's north-south attack on the Southwest Army is not feasible, His Majesty the Emperor will not give up the original plan. You should be very clear about His Majesty's stubbornness and toughness! I hope what you say is true. Otherwise, if you exaggerate the opponent's strength in order to shirk responsibility, even if you have the surname Rousseau, His Majesty the Emperor will not be lenient! " Roland Lefebre said slowly, as the commander of the fleet, he will not show mercy! will focus on the loss of a battleship,

What he wanted to know more was the combat power of the Northwest Navy. The cold weather made the army advance slowly, and coupled with the stubborn resistance of the Southwest Army, an old opponent, the emperor had just adjusted the combat strategy at the imperial meeting.

"If the army can't make a breakthrough, then leave it to the navy! If the Southwest Army is a stubborn stone, then we will kick it away from behind!" Use his only remaining right palm to hit the strategic map forcefully. , the aggressive gaze of Emperor François was like a lion that despised everything. Let every general participating in the meeting feel his determination to win,

Francois is 1.95 centimeters tall and weighs 99 kilograms. Anyone who sees Francois will feel as if he is looking up at a giant steel tower. There is not a piece of soft fat on his huge body. There is always that kind of hard work in his eyes full of murderous intent and ambition. Any general will feel a chill, which is an aura that makes everything admire. Someone once compared the new emperor of the Gallic Empire with Francois. If the Gallic emperor's acting style was feminine and meticulous, he would be cold. When it comes to water, Francois is definitely the fire that can ignite everything. This Emperor Gangfei's ambition to unify Obarro can be felt even by the floating grass on the ground.

The young emperor, who has just succeeded to the throne for four years, has already established his position through his tough style. Even compared to the wise monarchs of the past dynasties of the Gangfei Empire, the performance of this young emperor was remarkable. At the age of fifteen, he was an illegitimate son of the royal family. As an officer in the capital garrison, he first determined to clean up the discipline within the army and completely eliminate alcohol and gambling. Even if the royal family was involved in the case, he still showed no mercy. Therefore, the superior generals who could not afford to offend him,

At the behest of certain people in the royal family. He was secretly assigned to the BiAladdin area as the commander of the garrison. This was a transfer with a malicious conspiracy. The BiAladdin area is a dangerous area known as a "robber's den". The barren mountains lead to rampant bandits. They were all treated as repairing opponents. Although it was not mentioned, the transfer of this illegitimate son revealed too much information. Someone wanted to use the help of external forces to avoid future troubles. On the first day of Francois's arrival, Greeted by a group of bandits,

Thousands of bandits attacked the cavalry and besieged the newly arrived military governor François. Although they finally fought off the bandits, Francois's left arm was also slashed in the chaos. Due to improper handling and infection of the wound, In the end, the only option was amputation.

Emperor François only had one hand. It was for this reason that everyone thought that this wanton royal illegitimate son would be painful and annoyed, and finally transferred himself back from this dangerous area through royal connections, but no one could Unexpectedly, Francois, who had only one arm left, instead of crying for his father and mother, chose to return to Beijing, he instead showed an unusually tough and iron-fisted style.

He mobilized the garrison and launched a fierce attack on the bandits in the area wittily and ruthlessly. He ruthlessly uprooted the bandit organizations that colluded with the local nobles. Even more than 3,000 people who surrendered and were waiting for trial were tied up. They were all burned to death on the wooden frame, the cruelty of The ruthless and extermination methods made the bandits in the BiAladdin area frightened. For most BiAladdin people, this young, arrogant and energetic new hero quickly won the favor of many people. Known as "Better than Aladdin's Sword!"

At the age of twenty, Francois, who had already served as the governor of the Bialaddin region, returned to Kyoto and was promoted to the commander-in-chief of the imperial garrison. He was awarded the title of duke and controlled one-third of the army of the Congo Empire. At this time, he was the royal The identity of the illegitimate child was made public. At the age of twenty-five, François had already established a solid prestige in the military. In the last years of the former emperor, with the support of military forces Next, Francois publicly suppressed the rebellion launched by his two brothers in Kyoto, and brutally executed more than 9,000 people related to the two princes, clearing the way for him to finally ascend to the position of emperor. That month was called the "Bloodbath Moon." Francois, who was twenty-eight years old and at his peak both physically and energetically, ascended the throne of emperor amidst the cheers and attention of thousands of people.

This is a strong and experienced young emperor,

The stalemate in the southwest war situation did not affect Francois. He quickly ordered the dominant navy to move northward and find a power point in the northwest region, forming a two-sided attack situation! Roland Lefebvre, who had just returned from the imperial meeting, followed the order of His Majesty the Emperor and selected a strong force from the fleet to form a squadron to explore the northward route to fight the war before the main force of the fleet went northward.

Roland Lefebre's eyes naturally fell on Rousseau Vandal, the admiral of the Third Assault Fleet who was closely related to him. He did not expect that this trial would end in such an ending. The Marquise Ancarlos The sinking of the USS has become a laughing stock of the Navy. "If it was in a fierce battle, If you are sunk in a confrontation, no one will say anything, but if you are sunk in a confrontation, no one can convince you!" Such words have been spread among the navy heading north this time. If it weren't for the special relationship between the two parties, Roland Lefebre would also have thought that Rousseau Vandal was lying to shirk responsibility for the defeat.

The conceited Gangfei Navy still doesn’t know that a typhoon is approaching

In early February, Fatty personally visited Julius Fort, who was in dire straits, and informed Julius Fort of the plan to send the navy to assist in the operation.

"Really? If the Northwest Navy is willing to participate in the war, I can provide full assistance!" Julius Fort, who looked haggard, was suddenly shaken. The hard battle that lasted for a month had made him lose a lot of weight, and his temples appeared. The greyish color, the bloody battle of tens of thousands of troops,

Although it depends on the cold winter and geographical location. It barely held back the strong advance of the Gangfei Imperial Army, but the long and severe winter was about to go away, and the steps of spring were becoming clearer and clearer.

this morning. Julius Forborg looked at the green dots on an elm tree outside the window for ten minutes. For ordinary people, this is the message of spring and the beginning of the recovery of all things, but for Julius Forborg and For tens of thousands of Southwest troops. These are the steps of death,

The Southwest Army's battle losses are also expanding. Just this morning, Julius Ford silently pressed three reports for help on his desk. Two of the fortresses have fallen, and only one is still holding on. The Southwest Army has reached the point where it has no reinforcements to send.

The arrival of Fatty brought him a glimmer of light. He now has absolute trust in Fatty. Of course, part of his insistence on guarding the southwest is due to the body emperor's responsibility, and part of it is due to him. It was also because he knew that if the southwest was lost, the northwest would also be difficult to preserve. This was both selfish and public. The Emperor of Gaul obviously grasped this point of his and handed over the military power in the southwest to him when he was in danger. Julius If a member of the family is in the imperial capital, the Gaul emperor will not be afraid of him going to war to join the Confederates.

"I need absolute control of the Southwest Navy!" Fatty put forward his conditions straightforwardly. It is absolutely impossible to work in vain.

Although the Southwest Combined Fleet suffered heavy losses, they were combat ships, and a large number of logistics supply ships had been blocked in the naval port by the Congolese Navy. According to Fatty's understanding, the number of these logistics ships was very large, with the number of transport ships alone reaching 112. ship, and It is almost equal to one-third of its own naval logistics transport ships, and there are also a large number of large shipyards for supply and repair. It is simply a coveted wealth. The southwest is the front line of the Gallic Empire against the Congolese Empire. In this regard The preparation is never stingy.

"No problem, I can give you everything related to the navy." Julius Forbaugh smiled at the corner of his mouth, like a fox seeing a fat chicken,

"Is this an old fox? It's too straightforward." The fat man almost thought that the other party was a fake. Being so cheerful was definitely not the old fox's style.

"But you must also give me something else in exchange!" As soon as the old fox changed the subject, he immediately showed his true nature as a bachelor. Sure enough, he was not a vegetarian, and seeking skin from a tiger was indeed risky. The fat man was drumming in his heart.

Julius Fortress chuckled at the corner of his mouth, "I am very short of troops now. Don't you still have my 40,000 Southwest Army? You see, your roads have been built and the infrastructure is almost there. If you still have it, it will be a burden to eat." Give it all to me!”

"Oh my god, that's 40,000 strong laborers!" The fat man shuddered, his eyes bulged, and he immediately felt ashamed of his simplicity. With 40,000 people, this old man can really speak openly. ! Forty thousand strong laborers, how much does that cost?

"If the Southwest collapses, I believe the Northwest will also be in trouble! Besides, you won't really sit back and watch the Southwest fall! This will not be good for you." Julius Fort said helplessly and patted the fat man. The shoulders are like an old gangster who has just finished smoking second-hand smoke and is comforting the younger generation who is still picking up cigarette butts. "Look at the current situation and you will know that you and I are just grasshoppers tied to the same rope. No one can escape. So handing these prisoners over to me is actually fighting for the northwest!

"Forty thousand prisoners are worth at least two cities!" The fat man gritted his teeth and held up two fingers. "I will give you the prisoners, and you will hand over the two cities of Valparai and Fernan on the southwest and northwest borders." I!"

"You really dare to open your mouth. Valparai and Fernand are the most important areas on the border! With these two, it is equivalent to opening the door to the southwest!" Julius Fort is so uncompromising Look at the fat man's fingers

"Whether the Southwest can be saved or not is a matter of debate," the fat man said nonchalantly. "Don't say you don't know your emperor's thoughts. In fact, he is only using the power of gangsters to weaken you and me. If the Southwest falls, he will definitely The entire Julius family will be slaughtered immediately"

"It turns out that you have already seen it!" Julius Ford's body shook slightly, and he suddenly looked much older.

"Nonsense, this method of using the enemy to eliminate the opponent is really too clumsy." The fat man took a deep breath, looked out the window, and said slowly, "Even if you take back the southwest and repel Gang Feiren, I can guarantee that the first order of the Gaul Emperor will definitely be to dismiss you and then use a sinecure without real power to trap you! Even when the Slavs were in civil strife, he could bear not to send you. It is conceivable that his hatred for you is not ordinary. To be honest, I still don’t know what you did to provoke your emperor!"

"It’s all caused by Theresa!" Julius Fobourg blushed and gritted his teeth and said, "Although I can’t clearly state the specific situation at the time, but It is definitely a considerable degree of damage!"

"What is a considerable degree?" The fat man was curious. There was something that the old rogue felt ashamed of.

"She abolished the then crown prince!" Julius Forbourg said this, and his whole spirit seemed to be a little depressed. "In other words, His Majesty the Emperor cannot have a woman, and he has no heirs to this day. In fact, it is all caused by Theresa!"

"Fuck, this hatred is endless!" The fat man was shocked by this news. As a man, and the ruler of an empire, he could endure it for so long. No wonder he felt that the style of the Gaul emperor was a bit like a pervert (to be continued. Please search for Piaotian Literature, the novels are better and updated faster!