Realm of Power

When the sky brightened, the raindrops became lighter.

The fat man got up from the bed, took the wet towel from his disciple Besukaya, and wiped his face fiercely. The intelligence in the middle of the night let him know that his good days in Puntau were over, and he was with Gaul People have tacitly agreed to stop the war for a winter, and it will soon break out here because of this heavy rain.

He must rush back to Rusty and personally command the war that will determine the fate of the empire.

The Fat Man’s negotiation with the Strand people was fully entrusted to the Minister of the Navy, Dustreng Ke, and he sent a letter of explanation to Turrit Corrin who was still stationed in the Burrows family. Filantonya acted as The commander of the 30,000 Xiting army, after kissing the fat man in the early morning, rushed back to Lisbon to assemble Xiting's troops, and then rushed to the Southwest District by sea. In this battle, the fat man had promised to let Xiting's troops The army joins the war,

"Bring these documents just sent by the Ministry of Military Affairs! Some of them are urgent." The fat man picked up a stack of documents on the table and handed them to Besukaya, who was packing his luggage next to him. The fleet was already waiting at the port. This time he was in charge. It was Tigre's fleet that was docked at the port that sent Fatty to the Southwest District.

On the deck of the fleet flagship, the fat man held his hands on the side of the ship and turned around to take a look at the hazy Puntau area. The white raindrops made everything seem so unreal.

"Teacher, will we come back?" Besukaya's big eyes were also looking at the city that was quickly retreating from the sight as the battleship raised its sails. The spire houses were washed away by the rain and were spotless and sparkling. In the early morning The port exudes tranquility

"To be honest. I don't know either!" The fat man smiled bitterly. Who dares to say that the supreme emperor of the empire can do anything. For example, I have to run for the future of the empire. While others are still sleeping, I have to worry about a sudden rainy season.

According to reports from Duoce, the weather in the Rusty area has been cloudy and rainy since the beginning of spring.

Duo Ze is an extremely careful person, and early spring is the season for farming. The imperial governor personally took command, but the effect was very poor, not because of lack of preparation, but because in the month of spring, rainy days accounted for 24 days, the largest rainy day in the Rusty region from west to east. The three major rivers were swollen, and the flood defenses in the Rusty area were damaged by previous wars. The flood suddenly became uncontrollable and expanded at an alarming rate. The flood was mixed with a large amount of sediment and rolled forward, overflowing the river banks overnight and rushing into low-lying areas and urban areas. Many areas were flooded,

Half of Rusty became a land of water at the turn of spring, with three inland waterways running through it like three raging yellow dragons sweeping across the land. Chaosing and tearing the entire Rusty area apart. Crush the rivers and bridges along the way! Wash away villages and fields,

In the southern area of ​​Rusty controlled by the Falcon Army, the floods were mainly concentrated in low-lying urban areas. Because the Falcon Empire implemented its previous policy of driving away refugees, the city walls withstood the impact of the floods, and most of the outside of the city was The flooded areas are no man's land;

In this spring rainstorm, the impact was not too great. Under the suppression of the 200,000-strong imperial army, some small-scale confrontations and commotions among the Gauls were quickly suppressed. They chose this "merciful man" "The governor also began to gain recognition in the occupied areas. The intensity of resistance was weakening, coupled with the support of local forces. Although the floods caused great damage, the occupied areas were basically stable.

But the area controlled by the Gauls was in dire straits. After a short winter recovery, the Gauls mobilized a large amount of food from various places to relieve the victims. However, the number of refugees gathered in the areas controlled by the Gauls still numbered 500,000. The 400,000 troops the Gauls gathered from all over the country during this winter were close to a million mouths that needed food, just like a The huge black hole once again highlighted the Gallic Empire's previously depleting financial burden. This time, a sudden heavy rain washed away a large area of ​​refugee settlements. It was a miserable place. As many as 100,000 refugees drowned. It was too tragic to watch. In order to prevent these desperate refugees from rushing into the city, Gaul has issued a decree restricting the entry of refugees into the city.

The Gallic Empire promulgated a military recruitment tax at the beginning of winter, and then successively increased a series of taxes such as spring plowing tax, cattle and sheep tax, and labor tax. This time, the Gallic Empire expanded the scope of taxation from rural small farmers to Landowners, small nobles, and some big nobles who owned large tracts of land, these middle-class people in Gaul, who were unwilling to have their taxes suddenly increased, sent representatives to the capital of Gaul to petition His Majesty the Emperor.

Algernon Julia, the palace steward who received the petition, came to the emperor's palace early in the morning and received the news that the emperor had not rested for another night.

Algernon Julia's eyes inadvertently glanced at the edge of the corridor in front of the emperor's window. There were several palace maids nervously cleaning something. Some areas were covered with a layer of dust or placed with flowers. These flowers They were just flower buds, not in bloom. They looked lonely and uncoordinated there, which always made people feel awkward. When the maids saw Algernon, Julia quickly stopped talking and left with hesitant expressions.

"It happened again last night, didn't it? Who was it this time?" Algernon Julia took a deep breath, frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice the emperor's attendant at the door. This emperor's attendant was a man with a heroic face. The young imperial officer wears a red silk jacket, and the golden velvet cuffs are marked with two crossed swords, which is the symbol of the captain of the emperor's guard.

"It's the vice-captain Lonka Zedo who just joined."

The waiter replied with a bleak look on his face, "It was Stallard who was on duty yesterday. His wife had just given birth to a son for him, so he took it upon himself to let Ronka, who didn't understand the situation, take charge." Duo replaced him in the middle of the night. Who knows, it was in the middle of the night that the emperor's angry sword pierced Longka Zeduo's throat! "

"Damn it, this is a serious dereliction of duty. How is the emperor's current situation?" Algernon Julia's face darkened, she glanced at the flowers in the corridor, and continued to ask

"I just woke up. Your Majesty blames himself for this! He has ordered that Longka Zedo be buried according to the specifications of a general of the Imperial Guard." The attendant sighed and said, "The palace has blocked the news, but I don't know how long it can be blocked. Poor Longka There is only such a descendant of the Ka family." Attendant Shaking his head, "The Lonka family is a marquis family in Kyoto. Several generations have worked hard for the empire. So much so that the population is withering. This Lonka was promoted to the deputy captain of the Imperial Guard at the age of 22. It shows that the emperor . .

"Do your best! Even if you don't die on the battlefield, you can still be considered loyal to the empire." Algernon Julia fell into silence for a while.

His Majesty the Emperor is usually very calm, wise, and kind to others, but it seems that God does not want such a person to become the king of a great empire. He was poisoned once when he was a child. He was finally saved, but he was left with a very weird mental illness. He often woke up in his dreams, was angry, and easily lost his mind! The disease has improved a lot after many years of treatment, but the emperor's condition will fluctuate whenever he mentions the unforgettable Julius Teresa whom the emperor once loved. As a last resort, the Algernon family, known as the spokesperson of the royal family, came forward to force the Julius family to leave the Imperial Kyoto. Although the two families had had a friendship of nearly a hundred years, the Algernon family silently carried out the plan in the end, but what happened later? Things started to get out of control.

The strong rise of the northwest region, the betrayal of the Julius family,

The empire suffered consecutive defeats in the northwest and southwest, and the young emperor, who lost one-third of the empire's land in just one year, fell into a serious self-blame. For this man who is bent on surpassing the previous generation, I have exhausted my thoughts. But the young patient made no progress, the Falcon Empire from the northwest region, like a fierce nightmare shattered his seemingly strong surface,

The deaths of 300,000 imperial troops, the total defeat of the two battlefields in the east and west, the powerful empire suddenly fell from the peak of strength. Even the grandest celebrations could not conceal the paleness of this decline from prosperity. Those ministers The private murmurs seemed to echo in his ears, "What an incompetent person!"

"Yes, who can say otherwise? Three hundred thousand elites of the empire were sacrificed, and the western part of the empire was lost!"

"The century-old foundation of the empire was lost in just one year. What a misfortune for the descendants! A prodigal!"

These sounds are like those in the quiet and deserted corner of the palace in the wind or rain. Since the cruel winter came, the emperor's condition has become more and more serious. He often hears the sound of the cold wind blowing against the glass, and thinks it is some kind of private discussion about himself. , the angry young emperor would often hold it himself Chang Jian opened the door to see who was talking outside. Most of the time, it was deserted, but once or twice, guards and slaves in the palace could be seen. The emperor would kill these people mercilessly. See Looking at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, the emperor's heart seemed to be calmer.

"If the emperor asks, just say that I have been here! Nothing happened, everything is safe!" Algernon Julia raised her head, smiled slightly, her expression returned to calm, the petition in her hand was tightly squeezed into a ball,

"What a group of ignorant people. At this time when the empire is in turmoil, they do not seek to contribute to the empire, but instead hinder the empire. If the empire fails on the front line and the Falcon Emperor invades the hinterland, these guys who only know how to enjoy themselves will only I’m afraid that even the good days now are gone!”

Palace Affairs Officer Algernon Julia, who had the petition in hand, walked down the marble steps of the palace in a slim-fitting white floor-length dress. Her hair was curly and she had the same cold eyes as before, but her cold and pretty face seemed to be covered with a mask. "The wind and rain in the empire cannot continue to blow, otherwise, the emperor's spirit will completely collapse!"

Five days later, Tigel's fleet docked in the southwest area, and Fatty switched from the sea route to the land route.

Riding northward, advancing towards the Rusty region on the boundless hills of the southwest, Besukaya, dressed in white with beautiful makeup, lightly shaking a horse whip with golden tassels in her hand, rode alongside the fat man, followed by two hundred accompanying people. The Guards Cavalry leaped with their horses' hooves and rolled up into the sky. The earth turned into pieces of light and shadow that passed quickly.

It was early spring, and the tender green all over the mountains and fields were dotted with dots of tender yellow. It was an unknown small flower in the Southwest. Because its color is similar to golden yellow and the flowers are a bit like hyacinths, the locals called it Xiaofeng. Letter, now is the time when the little wind is blooming at its peak,

Looking at it, the whole land is covered with dots of golden color, and among these dots of golden color, the outlines of many villages can be faintly seen. The southwest region is already a densely populated area with many towns. In the empire, After taking control, a large number of caravans poured in. Immigrants from the northwest region and the empire's mainland have made the southwest region more prosperous.

"I have never seen a more beautiful place than here!" Born in the cold Northland. Besukaya, who had never seen such a scene before, let out an exclamation of surprise,

"It's indeed beautiful, but compared to Rusty, it's still a little worse. Do you know? Rusty means "God's Water Country" in Gaulish. You can imagine what a beautiful scene it is. "Hearing his disciple's emotion, the fat man seemed to be in a good mood and let out a chuckle. Horse hooves flew across the hillside in front of me,

"God's Water Kingdom!" Besukaya's eyes flashed when she heard it on horseback, and followed closely.

Two days later, Fatty entered the Rusty area. The rain had just stopped, and the sight before him shocked Besukaya again.

Under the rising sun. The continuous water in front shimmered like a series of pearls in the sun. Disturbed by the horse's hooves, a group of white waterbirds spread their wings and flew into the sky. Under the golden light, the land stretched endlessly to the distance of the horizon.

Green fields. The dense woods, the meandering clear blue rivers, the birds flying on the green grass, everything is so peaceful and beautiful.

The clouds in the sky are as white as snowflakes, as delicate as a dream made of cotton and silk. The sky is blue, without any turbidity or pollution. Towering old trees. From time to time, spring water gushes out from the ground, forming a series of clear pools. The plants hanging down into the pools are soft and moist, contrasting with the unknown giant trees standing like sentinels.

"This is Rusty! The battlefield where the Empire is about to start a fierce battle!"

Besuka Yasheng was startled. She looked at the beautiful land in front of her and felt touched. She finally understood why the teacher was so concerned about the rainstorm season that came to Rusty. The heavy rain blurred the boundaries of the earth, even in some places. The river section formed a ferocious impact, sweeping away all obstacles, and this was undoubtedly what the teacher was waiting for. As for what it was, Besukaya could not guess yet, but she knew that in the mind of the teacher known as the Imperial God of War, there must be something With extremely terrible plans,

In the Governor's Palace of Rusty, generals from all sides of the empire were gathering. The conference hall was full of people. The hall was brightly lit. A 10-meter-long long table with smooth brown-red paint shone in front of the bright light everywhere. A red halo like a flame shone on the faces of the generals sitting on both sides of the long table. Like the clarion call of war, everyone was discussing with each other. The military meeting convened by His Majesty Falcon himself made all the generals who received the order feel invigorated. After waiting quietly for a winter, the generals were already ready to take action. His Majesty Eagle finally decided to take action. Everyone is waiting to see.

What will His Majesty Falcon do? This was the focus of discussion among the generals,

A group of generals gathered around the huge map on the table and expressed their opinions to each other. Most of these generals were Salton's Southern Army generals, and there were also famous generals inside.

The famous German general Northan Vick pointed at the map and said, "In the Rusty area, we and the Gallic Empire are intertwined and guarding each other. It is already a deadlock. Whoever strikes first will undoubtedly put themselves at a disadvantage. The Gaul side has superior troops and a solid defense area, but it lacks combat morale and the will to win. Our army has There are elite soldiers and high morale, but they lack a breakthrough that is enough to break the situation. With 200,000 Falcon troops, they forcefully attack the 400,000 Gallic troops who have formed a defense line based on more than ten cities. Even though the always brave His Majesty the Falcon, I may not be sure of victory. To be honest, if it were me, I would not choose to attack! "

"Have you ever seen His Majesty Falcon on the defensive?" A young General Rode smiled disdainfully at this point of view. The other generals also had the same look. Will the Falcon defend? What a joke! The attack is like a gust of wind, unstoppable, that is the style of the Vekia Falcon!

"That's why I can't become His Majesty Falcon!" Northanwick shrugged with a smile, saying that he did not retreat, and there was nothing he could do when he saw him. The other Rode generals did not have any meaningful suggestions. It is really the situation of this battle. It's already deadlocked. Whoever strikes first will lose the initiative!

"Pa" the heavy door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside, and a fat man in black clothes walked in from the door.

"His Majesty"

All the generals immediately stood up straight and stared with fiery eyes at the war god who once destroyed their country but completely conquered them spiritually.

The 50,000 troops of the Second Army of the South have been ordered to assemble. They can become the sharp spears fired by the imperial god of war at any time. Their readiness and victorious momentum are reflected in the general's excited face without exception. Although the Second Army of the South has been established for 2 years, this is the first time that it has been personally commanded by Vecilia Falcon.

This shows that the imperial war god has decided to allow the elites of the German military to truly enter the empire's power structure.

Where will the first blow of the Vekia Falcon land? This biggest mystery is spinning in everyone's mind. Even Salton, the No. 1 general of Rode and the remnant lion of Rode who once made Fatty fool around, is also very curious. He once carefully analyzed and studied the Vekia Falcon. A series of glorious battles, hoping to find The trajectory of the Empire's God of War's military use, but unfortunately, the closer he gets to the thoughts of this God of War in every battle, Salton will find that the thoughts of this God of War are always in places that others can never imagine. If If you have to find a pattern, it is unpredictable.

"Sorry to keep everyone waiting."

The Vekia Falcon, who was in the center of everyone's focus, walked straight to the main seat of the long table with a sense of solemnity. He nodded slightly to the generals standing on both sides. Everyone was waiting to see what happened, and many people were thinking about it. Thinking, "This time, is it going to be defensive or offensive?"

"Everyone sit down," the fat man waved to everyone calmly. "You are all elites of Nod, I won't say any more nonsense. This time I called you all here for one reason only, that is to completely defeat the Gauls on the opposite side!" "

"I know you are very curious, but unfortunately, there is no word defense in my dictionary, so this time, we are still attacking! "The fat man glanced at everyone, his voice paused, as if he saw through everyone's thoughts, and smiled slightly