Realm of Power

The night is like water, and the wind blows across the wilderness, making a rustling sound from the grass and woods. The night in March is not cold, but it is definitely not cool, especially for those who lost the battle of Nase City. For the Northwest Army, the wind blowing on the face tonight brings a cold and biting sense of mockery.

"Crack"

The brazier in the tent was blown by the wind, bringing up a spray of red fire points that scattered like stars, shining on the embarrassed faces of every northwest army general in the tent, flickering in and out. In the solemn atmosphere of the tent, even the breath feel pressure

The generals of the empire's northwest army stood on both sides one by one, not daring to kick them.

Where the generals were focusing their attention, the commander of the Northwest Army, Crolissart, with a solemn face picked up the battle damage report that had just been tallied up and said coldly.

"Why don't you talk now? Who is clamoring at home that the Gauls' army is just a group of soldiers without fighting ability. Defeating them is as easy as turning the palm of your hand! From northwest to southwest, if there is a northwest army participating in the battle, What are the advantages of Salon’s Northern Army? Now it’s time to show your strength, and you’re going to get this result?”

Crolisate's voice stopped, her eyes were like lightning. Her eyes were blazing with anger as she looked at her subordinates, with an expression that she wanted to kill. She slammed the report in her hand on the table in front of her, Crolisate He looked at everyone with an angry face and said sternly, "Take it and see for yourself. This is the first battle of my Northwest Legion in the Oubaluo Continent. It is really a laugh-out-loud brilliant record!"

The main force of the 30,000-strong army stormed an inconspicuous city, and even suffered heavy losses from the counterattack.

The first squadron of the assault battalion suffered 331 casualties, and the second squadron suffered 185 casualties. The third squadron has 446 people. . . The assault battalion suffered a total of 2,713 casualties, the shooter battalion suffered 577 casualties, and the total casualties of the entire regiment exceeded 3,000, more than one-tenth. In addition, the sixth squadron leader Demingke died in the battle. . Paye, the deputy captain of the assault battalion, died in the battle, and 13 officers of all levels in the assault battalion were killed. Is this the first battle result you produced! "

The series of casualty figures in Crolisate's mouth made the northwest generals feel ashamed. They lowered their heads and wanted to bury their heads. It was so embarrassing. The empire's northwest army spanned the Ikadiva continent. When have you ever suffered such a frustrating experience?

"As for the situation in Gaul, everyone has seen it. The Gallic flag still flying on the city wall is the answer! Shame, this is the unprecedented defeat of our Northwest Army since its creation!" Krolisa Te's voice was so excited that he almost lifted the roof of the tent, and his livid face was so angry that his nose was crooked.

Originally, the Northwest Army crossed the Seine River. He rushed straight to that place without any reservation, and the whole army pressed forward without reservation. The attack was as fierce as a tidal wave. Three hundred trebuchets were launched at full strength. Fifteen thousand shooters covered the city wall and attacked. The morale was like a rainbow, leaving nothing to the Gao Gao. The Lu people had no room for resistance. No matter how you look at it, the power of victory is completely on your side. Such a saturated long-range strike is enough to directly destroy the confidence of the defenders. However, something unexpected happened. The combat power of the Gauls was indeed average. From the beginning, they appeared They were defeated, but the subsequent battle situation suddenly got out of control. No one knew what happened in Gaul. The sudden and fearless counterattack actually disrupted the rhythm of the Northwest Army's attack.

Although Crolissart believed that his northwest army had been shelved in the Dorok Mountains for a year, and its combat effectiveness and fighting will would decline significantly, he still maintained an optimistic and victorious attitude towards this battle.

"How can a small city that hastily respond to the battle be able to compete with the strength of the First Army of the Empire?" But the cruel display told him that the Gauls were not as vulnerable as they seemed. The defeat in this battle was enough to shake up the entire war situation. This was an unprecedented defeat since the establishment of the Northwest Army. This is an unprecedented humiliation for the Falcon Army, which is known as the number one siege force. If such news spreads, if it fails to win the victory tomorrow, the entire Northwest Army will become a laughing stock in the imperial military circles."

The look of Croissant gnashing her teeth was terrifying. His long bones were already broad and his face was heavy. At this time, he looked like a wounded beast under the firelight. A trace of cold air stirred in the cold night of early spring. The temperature seemed to have dropped a few degrees, and the generals lowered their heads in embarrassment, not daring to look into the angry eyes of their superiors.

Everyone realized that this defeat meant that the revival of the Northwest Legion was beginning to become far away.

Originally, everyone had high hopes for this war. The Falcon Army and the Gallic Army were locked in a stalemate in the Rusty area for a whole winter. His Majesty the Falcon gave the Northwest Army the first battle to break the stalemate, making the entire Northwest Army excited for several times. God, I was a bystander in the battle of the river mouth for nothing, and the location of the river mouth can be said to be right in the middle. The fate of the Gallic army. It can be said that the battle of Nase is a life-and-death battle between the Falcon and the Gallic army. According to the combat power of the Northwest Army, as long as Nase is captured, the entrance to Gaul will be crowded with heavy troops. The influx of battleships at the central gate was enough to shake the foundation of the 400,000-strong Gallic army, thereby shaking the entire Gallic defense line.

This is definitely the first achievement of this battle. I don’t know how many legions are trying to get it. At the same time, it is undoubtedly a must-win for the Northwest Legion, which is eager to restore the reputation of the Empire’s First Army and show its strength to the Empire’s armies. There is no chance of missing out on the turnaround battle.

Unfortunately, war has always been unpredictable. From ancient times to the present, no general can guarantee that he will definitely win.

The raging sense of shame burned the soul of every Northwest Army general like a raging flame. Amid Crolisat's roar full of grief and indignation, a Northwest Army general knelt down on one knee first in the military tent. He lowered his head and said sincerely, "Sir, please stop talking. The first failure in this battle lies in the assault camp. I request you to lead a team to attack the city overnight! If I can't stand on the city at dawn tomorrow, then I will The next head must be on that color wall! "

This general is the general of the assault battalion of the Northwest Army specifically responsible for siege. Although it is called the assault battalion, it is actually an organized infantry flag regiment with 7,000 people divided into seven squadrons. This time the battle suffered the most serious losses. It was the assault camp. Many soldiers fought desperately against the Gauls' counterattack.

"Sir, the Fifth Flag Regiment is willing to accompany the assault battalion to attack from the side!" Another general knelt down with determination, "The Third Flag Regiment is willing to serve as an assist. No matter the cost, assist the assault battalion to attack the city wall..." There is one The general knelt down, determination flashing on everyone's faces,

The first battle on the Oparo Continent gave the Northwest Army an extremely tragic start.

"Okay. This is my Northwest Legion!"

Crolisate raised his hand resolutely and glanced at the dark sky outside the tent. There were no stars, but he believed that this dark sky would soon be illuminated by the incendiary bombs used to attack the city. The helpless war situation is like the cold wind of early spring sweeping through the hearts of every Northwest Legion.

Just like a sweeping storm, this elite army of the empire, which had been pent up for a year with arrogance and resentment, suddenly flew to nowhere in this cold wind.

Climb the wall. Being driven down in embarrassment again, for the Northwest Army, which was accustomed to arrogant and powerful generals sweeping the enemy, it was undoubtedly like being slapped in the face in public. This failed siege had already wiped out the entire Northwest Army. The fighting spirit is inspired,

Who is still in the mood to complain about His Majesty Falcon's partiality? There is only one thought in everyone's mind: "No matter the cost. Get that sex."

"Sir, your Majesty's order!" The report from outside interrupted Crolisate, who was about to issue an order to attack the city overnight. He turned around and looked at the tent door unexpectedly, only to see an attendant holding a He hurriedly walked in with the order book, and the seal had the unique falcon heraldry seal of His Majesty the Falcon.

"Your Majesty's order arrived at this time! I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse!" Picking up the order book, Crolisate felt a little hesitant in her heart, and gently opened the red seal outside with her hands, and folded it with both hands. The order inside was spread out, his eyes swept over it, his face was slightly stunned with a strange expression, and he retreated along the original route! How could this be such an order? Croissant looked at it again reluctantly. Make sure this is the command,

"Is His Majesty questioning the capabilities of the Northwest Army? Or is there some other arrangement?" Crolisate frowned slightly and held the report in her hand with five fingers, feeling full of confusion in her heart. In his opinion, although the Battle of Nase did have a bad start, the Northwest Army, one of the main forces of the empire, still arrived at the important target of Nase City as scheduled. This in itself was a strategic victory, just like the dagger had already reached the opponent. neck, whether the stab penetrates or not, it has already caused an extremely terrifying sense of threat to the other party.

With just one more attack, his Northwest Legion will definitely be able to break through the inland throat of Nase.

To retreat now would undoubtedly be to give up the entire strategic layout, and may even be counterattacked by the Gallic army. All the advantages gained on the eastern front would be in vain. This is really an incredible order! It can't be false information! Croissant walked back and forth under the gaze of everyone, but did not speak for a long time.

"What are your Majesty's orders?'

In the silent air, the northwest generals looked at me and I looked at you. They were completely confused about the situation. Their fighting spirit was already aroused. They were just waiting for the order from the legion commander. However, the legion commander's uncertainty and hesitation made everyone An ominous omen flashed through the general's mind.

Could it be. . . . . . . The generals didn't dare to think about it. Lord Crolissatt's disorder must be related to His Majesty Falcon's order. It was probably a very difficult content to accept. Seeing Crolissatt's forehead almost twisted into a knot. With an eyebrow with the word "Sichuan", the generals are also speculating and uneasy in their hearts.

"Your Majesty's order requires us to retreat along the original route!" Crolisate stopped, put the order book on the table, and said slowly. He knew what kind of ripples this order would cause once it was announced. The city of Se was so easily accessible. Should the entire army retreat in despair, bearing the burden of a disgraceful defeat?

Croissant seemed very unwilling! But this is the order of His Majesty Falcon! It's a military order, who dares to disobey it! First there was the defeat of Na Se, and then there was disobeying military orders. I guess even the commander of the army could not bear the punishment!

"retreat!"

Sure enough, the generals below were immediately shocked, "Impossible, sir, did you see it wrong!"

At this moment, a light cavalryman wearing light leather armor galloped into the camp, pulled his horse fiercely, ran into the military tent with a report in his hand, knelt down on one knee and said, "My lord, there is an urgent call from the peripheral scouts." According to the report, a large number of Gallic troops were found approaching Na Se from three directions: the cavalry troops in front were less than 15 miles away from Na Se!"

"15 miles!" There was a gasp in the military tent. The northwest generals looked at each other, their faces turned pale, 15 miles! Crolisate also looked extremely ugly, and her first feeling was that the enemy was coming so quickly! The second feeling was a chill down my spine. According to the speed of the cavalry, the distance of 15 miles might take less than an hour. There was a flat area under the city, and even the entire eastern front was a huge river impact plain. Once entangled by cavalry, unless you can wipe out the opponent, there is no possibility of getting rid of the opponent.

The enemy's rapid advance of this spearhead obviously had such an intention, and he felt lucky in his heart. Fortunately, he followed His Majesty Falcon's forced request to expand the scouting range to a distance of 20 miles. Otherwise, this time it won't be as simple as just encountering a dishonorable wall.

"Come here, order all troops to retreat along the river! Burn all trebuchets and large equipment! Don't leave anything to the Gauls. Contact the troops pursuing the Fifteenth Gallic Legion and ask them to move closer to the main force of the legion immediately. ! We could be in big trouble!”

Once you make up your mind. Crolisate has always been decisive. He skillfully issued a series of orders, showing the orderliness of a famous imperial general. The retreat of the entire army was a last resort. Although the Northwest Army was not afraid of the cavalry, under such a night where it was impossible to distinguish clearly, the encounter An assault by an enemy cavalry unit. It will definitely be very embarrassing

What's more, there are a large number of infantry following behind this cavalry unit. Once they are entangled and surrounded, they will basically be surrounded and annihilated.

On the city wall of Nase, the nervous Gallic soldiers looked at the Falcon troops slowly leaving below and began to talk. Because they were besieged, the Gallic soldiers did not know that a large number of Gallic reinforcements were quickly approaching Nase. Condition. The urgently assembled Falcon Army below made everyone very nervous and looked down.

"Why does it look like the enemy is retreating!" A soldier looked down and said hesitantly.

"No way, are you dazzled?" Another soldier curled his lips in disdain and stuck out his head. Fireballs suddenly ignited below, lighting up the field, and you could see the huge outline of the ignited trebuchet. The soldier was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue, "It turned out to be a trebuchet. It seems that he is retreating!"

"Whether we really evacuate or not, get ready quickly, we have to attack!" A young officer said boldly and excitedly, "If I guessed correctly, our reinforcements should be coming. We can't just watch." Watch them slip away!"

"An Lingta, where are you going!"

A majestic voice stopped the young officer's steps, and a figure staggered over under the protection of several guards. It was George Wood, the commander of the 16th Guards Regiment who led the guards to patrol the city wall. They were all covered with gauze, and there were burn marks on their ankles. The fierce battle slightly injured the leader of the Gallic garrison.

An arrow from the Falcon Army shot through his gauntlet during the chaos, and the arrow penetrated deeply into his small hand bones. Because of the emergency of the battle, he just used his sword to cut off the arrow that was exposed outside his arm, causing it to be damaged. There is a section left inside the arm, and the gauze wrapping the arm can see the blood stains oozing out.

"Sir, the enemy is retreating. I guess our reinforcements are about to arrive. The enemy is scared. We should chase them! Kill them without leaving a single piece of armor behind!" When the young officer saw it was George Wood, he stood up straight with all his strength and saluted. , the tone of the answer is full of admiration, if If it weren't for George Wood's iron-fisted methods, Secheng would have been broken long ago. During the counterattack, George Wood did not hide behind like those commanders who were greedy for life and feared death. Instead, he took the lead and led the guards to the front line. Five Of the hundred-strong guard, there are now less than a hundred left!

"The enemy is retreating? Why didn't I see it, and does this have something to do with us?" George Wood looked outside the city, and then at the camp of wounded soldiers who were still guarding the city wall. More than half of them were wounded. Soldiers, we can't pursue this one. He frowned slightly and said with a gloomy look, "Our task is to guard that place, not to pursue the enemy. If the enemy really retreats and if there are reinforcements, leave it to them." Bar!"

"Sir, you are trying to shirk responsibility. Aren't you afraid of being held accountable?" the young officer said with an ugly face, looking a little dissatisfied.

"Shirking responsibility? A cold light flashed in George Wood's eyes, which was shocking. "With only a few thousand people, we withstood the fierce attack of 30,000 people by the ferocious Falcon Army, and held on until reinforcements arrived. Is this considered shirking responsibility? , you are a noble, you have your own war horse, even if you are in danger, you can retreat calmly, but what about the others?"

George Wood's eyes paused on the young officer, stared at him and said, 'The entire garrison has 8,000 people, and there are less than 3,000 people standing here now! There are only less than 2,000 people capable of fighting, and although the enemies below the city have suffered losses, they are still more than 20,000. Do you want them to die? We don’t have the extra energy to launch a pursuit. On the contrary, at night like this, if we attack without authorization, it will be easier to fall into the enemy’s trap that has been laid in ambush for a long time! "

"Allowing the remnants of the enemy to retreat calmly is not the attitude a superior officer should have!" The young officer raised his head and looked unconvinced.

"It is the duty of those of us who survived to stay alive and defend that place, and not let those companions who died in battle sacrifice their lives in vain! As for the credit, leave it to other troops. Being able to defend that place is already the first credit." George Wood smiled bitterly, and patted the young officer on the shoulder. "I won't agree to let anyone else go. If you want one person, I can let you go!"