Realm of Power
Main text: The Twilight of the Empire (Part 9)
At noon on the sixth day of negotiations, the sun shone through the glazed ceiling of the hall, and a light yellow halo fell on the documents on the negotiation table. In the quiet hall, there were only Algernon Julia, Andalin and Duo Zesan. personal
"There are 55,762 people in total, there should be no omissions!"
Andalin carefully closed the roster full of names on the table, rubbed her temples with extreme exertion, and whispered to Algernon Julia who looked calm next to her. Although it was just a superficial response, in order to appear real enough, no Arousing a hint of suspicion among the Falcons
The two women spent the entire six days checking off the list one by one. Facing the overwhelming names of more than 55,000 captives, it was definitely a lot of hard work for the two people who had been put together temporarily. project,
Although she had been mentally prepared, at noon on the sixth day, An Darin, who was sitting on the left side of a thick stack of lists, inadvertently turned her finger to the last page of the list. Her eyes suddenly looked a little solemn, and she placed her finger at the end. One page feels like it weighs a thousand pounds at once. When the negotiation ends, it is the moment when the war breaks out. If you thought before that the list checking work was too much, but now, the final result comes just as suddenly.
Andalin hesitated, her hands trembling slightly, as if what she was turning over between her fingers was not a light list, but a heavy iron that was burning red. This turn might be the horn of war, the sound of countless creatures fighting, it seemed. It's all coming through this thin list.
"What's wrong?"
Algernon Julia noticed something strange about her and looked over from the side. With a calm expression, her long white fingers slowly helped Andalin pick up the last page. With bright eyes, he quietly glanced at the old man opposite who was lowering his head to sign the documents, and an imperceptible cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Has your verification been completed?" Duo Ze on the opposite side seemed to feel something. He raised his head unexpectedly, his eyes like lightning.
"It's done"
Algernon Julia lowered her head, her face regained her composure, nodded, and said in an apologetic tone, "It actually took six days to complete the verification. It must have delayed a lot of your work. In fact, such a matter only needs to be handed over to a few people." We can complete it with our capable subordinates, but it was my stubbornness that delayed the negotiation for five days and made you wait for five days."
"It doesn't matter. You can treat every prisoner carefully. Your attitude is really admirable!"
Duo Ze smiled on the other side. From the beginning, he had been waiting for the other party to say this, but the other party was indeed very serious. Even Duo Zai was surprised by how serious he was. Several times, Duo Zai even had the illusion that the other party was really here to negotiate. .
"Since it has been verified correctly, I would like to take the liberty of asking when the handover of prisoners can begin." Algernon Julia signed her name on the document.
"Your Majesty has made an explanation. If you two don't mind, everything should be done as soon as possible! As soon as the ransom arrives, we will immediately release the people according to the list." Duo Ze's face was unexpectedly stunned. Without any hesitation, he responded with a cheerful tone that surprised the two women.
"Is it that simple?" This time it was the two women's turn to be stunned, and Andalin whispered in disbelief.
Seeing the expressions of surprise and disbelief on the faces of the two women, Duozhi grinned at the corner of his old mouth, spread his hands and said with a straightforward wry smile, "There's nothing strange about this. You pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. Our Falcon Empire has a good reputation in this regard." , and to be honest, such negotiations are really boring. I have been turning over and over the boring list all day long. His Majesty Falcon attaches great importance to inviting the two of them to play the piano. He sends people to ask questions every day. If this delay continues, I am afraid that I will inevitably be scolded by His Majesty. Now it’s finally over and I can go back and resume my life!”
"In this case, please tell His Majesty Falcon that you and I are warring enemies after all, and I am not used to staying in the enemy's area." Algernon Julia stood up from her seat, like an aloof black rose. Ban stood alone and said coldly, "If your majesty is really sincere, let the piano appreciation be tonight! We will return tomorrow! We are going back first. If your majesty Falcon has made a decision, please let us know!"
"Tonight? Well, I will convey it to His Majesty!"
Duo Ze nodded to the two women, narrowed his eyes slightly, reached for the documents on the table, stood there and watched them leave.
Standing on the window sill, watching the two women's backs hurriedly walking up the steps to the carriage, and finally disappearing into the depths of the distant street, Duo Zaicai withdrew his gaze with an extremely heavy look, and casually threw the seemingly important documents on the table. This negotiation document has no meaning. I quickly walked to the desk and sat down. I picked up the quill pen inserted in the ink bottle. I wrote something on a piece of light yellow paper, and then handed it over. To a guard outside the door, "Give this to Your Majesty immediately!"
The cold moonlight slowly rises in the forest. At first, it was just a silver arc. The climate in early summer began to be a little warm, but at night, the vast and undulating land was covered with cracks due to lack of water. Open small slits that are bottomless,
There is a thin layer of dust on the ground. If a gust of wind blows, the dust will fly with the wind, making the originally clear night sky blurry. In the corner of the abandoned fortress, withered plant stems bend toward a layer of down. The tower is crawling on the ground,
On the desolate mountaintop, there is an old castle stationed by the Gallic noble army on the left wing of Rusty. The old castle seems to have been deserted for a long time. The roof is overgrown with weeds and seems to be bent down under the load in the night wind. Although the wall is made of local abundant schist stone, there are countless cracks that allow ivy to hang on it. Farmers have long been invisible in the village below the castle. Gallic sentries have been rebuilt at the location of the castle. A lookout post, used to pay attention to the surrounding situation from a high position.
This ancient castle, whose geographical location was not important, was on the verge of being decisively abandoned from the beginning because it was far away from the large fortress at the rear. However, I don’t know what the generals above thought. After giving up completely, they suddenly ordered everyone to retreat. The army advanced fifteen miles, and this abandoned small fortress was used again because it was too remote. The garrison here only has a small team, and the night wind blows. The dog's tail grass swayed gently, ups and downs in the wind, stretching its lonely figure to the fullest. The wild flowers all over the mountain seemed to have a layer of silver under the moonlight.
The Gauls would not have thought that the first wave of the Falcon Army's all-out attack would hit this inconspicuous point first. As a huge triangle formed by the entire defense line, the location of the entire castle was undoubtedly too remote, and it had no influence on the entire battle situation. In terms of. The strategic value of the entire strategic point is almost negligible, but just like fighter planes are always as hard to catch as loaches, the difference between a famous general and a mediocre general lies in having a pair of eyes that can see where the fighter plane is.
Salton of the Nordic Second Army, who was accustomed to studying maps, was undoubtedly such a commander.
Although they performed poorly in the mainland unification war, they were stunned by the Falcon Army commanded by Fatty. But it also depends on who the opponent is. Salton has a quiet and steady personality, and he has a good grasp of fighter opportunities. What caught the Fatty's eye the most was that this famous ruthless general was actually a gambler. As long as he sees an opportunity, he will turn into a hungry gambler and place all his bets without hesitation. Gambling is a characteristic of any famous general, and he does not dare to play hard. Where to win!
"My lord, your majesty's order." A messenger cavalryman came to Salton, who was in charge of the left wing, with a letter of order. After a cursory review of the order, Salton immediately ordered a war meeting with bright eyes.
"Your Majesty's order has finally come!" All the Roud generals were a little excited. They were supposed to take part in the battle on the center line, but the decisive withdrawal of the Gauls made the Roud Army watch helplessly as the Northwest Army came out. Stealing the limelight,
After reading His Majesty Falcon's combat instructions in public, Salton pointed to the map spread on the long table in the middle and said loudly, "Your Majesty requires us to beat the Gallic army, and at the same time, we must also tightly attract their left wing." Troops, it is not difficult to defeat the Gauls. The difficulty lies in how to attract the Gauls' left wing. At present, our army's total troops Compared with the 70,000 troops on the left wing of Gaul, there is still a gap. Moreover, the opponent is the local army in Kyoto, Gaul. It is not as well-equipped as us, so it is best for us to adopt decoy tactics and capture a relying point. , and use this point as bait to start a battle with the Gauls' left wing, and then attract all the Gauls' left wing forces! "
"The point that can be used as a bait must be a place where the opponent feels that there will be a crisis if it is not taken back." Salton drew a long line on the map with his finger, and finally landed on a location. "For now, I think Andra The direction of the mountain is the most suitable. It is necessary for the Gauls to quickly retreat to the defensive zone after the left wing is hit. I sent people to investigate the route. There is an inconspicuous trail on the side of Andras Mountain. The enemy only has a few small sentry towers there. We can insert from there and cut off this must-pass road in one fell swoop. Road, if the Gallic left wing does not want to be trapped before our army encircles us, the only way is to fight to the death to open this road! "
The Rode infantry has always been famous on the Ikadiva continent for their tenacity in combat and for being good at defending and attacking cities. As the order was issued, in the middle of the night, 50,000 Rode troops led by Salton appeared in the direction of Andras Mountains. , almost effortlessly captured the sentry tower castle, and then rushed straight into the back of the Gauls' left wing without stopping. The Gallic left wing, which received the news of the attack, also issued an order to move closer to the Andras Mountains. When the sky became slightly brighter, the two armies Unexpectedly, they discovered that the two parties were face to face.
"Get ready to fight!" The messenger cavalry galloped in front of the infantry arrays on both sides. In the white morning mist, 50,000 Nords lined up in ten military formations. At the front were regular large shield spearmen. In the middle is a long-handled ax squadron that has completely given up its defense and is shirtless, revealing a strong arm.
In the position of this formation, the battle flag of the Falcon Army is flying, and on both sides are more than a dozen Bloody Ax battle flags representing the Nord infantry squadron. The soldiers who make up this formation are all experienced and skilled Nord warriors. On the left side of this formation are two fully equipped Nord Hurricane Ax Fighters. Soldiers, these unusually tall warriors, wore heavy armor and hooded helmets with only two eyes exposed on their heads. They carried eight small axes on their strong backs. They just stood there, silently. The murderous aura can be felt from far away
Opposite the Rhodian Army, Tielan, the leader of the Gallic left wing, was looking at the uniquely equipped Falcon Army in front of him with a confused look. His broad figure was wearing shining heavy armor, which made him look like the legendary figure in the legend. The hero, this was the first time he encountered the Rode Army. His eyes were slightly hesitant towards this steel battle formation that was obviously different from his previous opponents.
"Come here, order the flanks to send out the first wave." Tie Lan stared closely at the flash of armor in the mist ahead. He waved his hands gently, and with the sound of the trombones of the formation, the four Gallic infantry phalanxes at the front of the queue began to move. The neat queue was like a dark cloud pressing over. Behind the infantry phalanx, there were about More than 6,000 Gallic archers were arranged in two huge cones. The report of the attack came in the street at midnight. Although Tilan had already issued an order to move closer to Andras Mountain urgently. But 70,000 troops cannot be assembled at once.
Currently, the Gallic army in front of the Second Army of Rode only has 4 local regiments from Gaul Kyoto, with a strength of 56,000. The Gauls who received the order are slowly approaching, and their armor is very attractive under the reflection of the sun. People pay attention for a moment. There seemed to be a dark blue color on the earth, filled with the smell of death.
"Stupid Gauls, don't you know that I, Loud, conquered by fighting on foot? Then I will give you a memory that you will never forget!" Salton looked at the Gauls' provocation, and his face suddenly became stern. With its backing to the mountains, the Rode Army had a considerable advantage in terms of terrain. Condescending, the brave Nord warriors are not afraid of anyone. The dense sound of bugles in the Nord army once again sounded like a torrential rain. The long-awaited Nord berserkers finally had the opportunity to show themselves.
"Advance, crush them!" Also flanked by sixteen thousand Nord infantry. Move forward at an orderly pace. The diamond-shaped shields marked with their battle axes shone dimly under the inky sky, while the pitch-black spears showed no light at all. It was as if the light had solidified. Behind them are four thousand Lod archers. The Bolan bows in their hands are half-dangled, and the arrows are pointed at their toes. As the attack distance approaches, these archers skillfully lean back and draw the bows. , and then shoot the bow and arrow diagonally upward at 45 degrees.
"Whoosh, whoosh"
The archers of both sides were the first to engage in battle. Countless arrow clusters shuttled back and forth in the air. Where the arrow clusters fell, the infantry of both sides fell in pieces. There was a slight fluctuation in the Gallic army, while the soldiers of the Rhodian Army had already fallen. Already commonplace, their firm feet The ground rumbled under the footsteps, like a dull thunder, "Charge!" The Nord infantry in the front row raised their spears in unison, and the long spear points moved forward together, as if a long field suddenly appeared on the ground. A forest of spears, their tips shining with the terrifying light of metal,
At this time, the morning wind carried the billowing white mist, and it seemed that it was affected by this breath. When the north wind blew, it all moved towards the Gauls.
"Attention, the whole army is stable." The line of sight of the Gallic army became blurred, and it was almost impossible to see anything 50 meters away. They only felt that the earth was shaking violently, and yellow sand and flying dust were rising all over the sky in front of them. It was as if a storm had arisen in the plains.
"Kill!" The heavily armored Rohde heavy infantry were wrapped in yellow dust, and tens of thousands of black figures were surging like waves at this moment.
"Hold still..."
The somewhat confused voices of the Gallic officers also stopped abruptly at this moment, accompanied by countless sharp and shocking shouts of killing, countless flashes of swords, and the swift wind of killing carrying the smell of blood, sweeping like a huge sickle,
"Kill!" There was a violent collision of metal, and the Gallic soldiers at the front disappeared in an instant.
"Kill!" The blood of the soldiers on both sides surged at this moment. They held their spears tightly in their hands and stabbed towards the enemy's body on the opposite side, causing a shower of blood to fall.
The flying axes that "killed" Rode's hurricane soldiers followed, carrying countless cold lights. Within the nearest ten meters, they hit the front of the Gallic military column like a heavy rain. Because the distance between the two sides was too close, everything could collide. Everything became a powerful weapon to attack the opponent. The two sides collided together like two long steel walls that collided at high speed. After a while, the dominant side waved their weapons vigorously, smashing any blocking objects in front.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!" The armor shattered, the shield was hit hard, and the Gauls screamed in panic, like a black storm flashing in the lightning and thunder, and the German army was like a wave, attacking one after another. On the flank of the Gallic army in Kyoto, the sounds of fighting and screams intertwined into a hell on earth in the thick morning fog.
8:17 am,
There was chaos on the flanks of the Gallic Kyoto Army. An intruding Rohde infantry team accidentally cut off the flags on the flanks.
The scale of victory also began to tilt at this moment. The flanks of the Gallic and Kyoto Army were beaten into chaos. Squadrons were filled in one after another. Corpses were everywhere, but they still could not stop the strong advance of the Rode Army. They are all broken with spears and broken spears With a clicking sound, facing the real elite infantry, the military formation composed of Gallic infantry seemed to be made of paper and mud, like ripe wheat ears swept by the strong wind, falling down row after row, Rode The infantrymen ruthlessly reaped the lives of each and every one of them.
"My lord, the flanks are broken." The scout came flying over, dismounted in front of Tielan, the head of the Gallic Kyoto Army, and reported loudly.
"Reported that the center line encountered a strong assault by the Falcon Army, Lord Hasen Rimbaud asked us to rush to the rescue immediately!" Just when Tielan felt at a loss and waved his whip angrily, a messenger cavalry from the legion headquarters came, which made him feel even more Unsettling news, what do you mean, the center line was also attacked? Then we are not completely isolated now!
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