Realm of Power

In April in the Rusty region of the Gallic Empire, the wind was beautiful and sunny, the mountain flowers were blooming, and the smell of early summer was blowing in the wind.

Algernon Julia stood in front of a bright mirror. With the help of a cautious maid, she put on the inner armor that was close to her body. Two strands of beautiful blond hair hung down from the corners of her head like a waterfall until Tall chest,

She put on a light blue female knight armor, and the golden cloak behind her floated slightly in the morning breeze. The golden morning light fell on her cold and fair face, and in the mirror, Algernon Julia in military uniform loomed faintly. Revealing one There was a holy smell, but Algernon Julia's face was not good, and even a little gloomy. The personal maid next to her was obviously aware of this. She tied the last button of the armor with some nervousness, and carefully lowered her hands to the side.

"Stephanie, what do you think of this armor?" Algernon Julia turned her charming body in front of the mirror and asked

"Is the lady dressed like this today going to the battlefield?" The maid known as Stephanie blinked. In her impression, Algernon Julia's outfit was either a palace dress or a slim figure. hunting attire, wearing real combat armor for the first time,

This gave her a vague premonition. She remembered that Algernon and Julia had a natural rejection of soldiers. Although the Algernon family was one of the pillars of the military, it seemed to be an unpleasant memory of experiencing a cruel war in her childhood. , the extremely intelligent Alger Algernon Julia has been avoiding the identity of a soldier since she became an adult. "As a soldier, if you really need to use a sword to attack the enemy, it would be meaningless!" This is Algernon Julia's attitude towards trying to please her. Comments from the young Praetorian Guards officer in Kyoto

"Battlefield? Yes, battlefield!" Algernon Julia looked a little dazed, even confused, and whispered.

"Miss, Sir Casaro of the 25th Infantry Regiment, would you like to see me?" a maid cautiously walked in from the door and said.

"Casaro?" Algernon Julia, who was in a daze in front of the mirror, seemed to have thought of something on her cold face, and asked coldly, "Is he the only one?"

"There are also Lord Anluo of the 26th Infantry Regiment, Lord Ellis of the 18th Infantry Regiment, and Lord Bichev of the 21st Local Cavalry Regiment!"

The maid replied with a trembling voice. She could feel that after hearing the names of these people, Miss Algernon Julia's face seemed to be covered with a layer of penetrating frost, and her light blue eyes were as bright as the sea. a glimmer of coldness

She thought that the general of the local garrison would come, but she did not expect that it would come so quickly. This represented a series of failures and had long made the Gallic army panic. From generals to soldiers, everyone is not optimistic about the outcome of this war.

When Hassan Rimbaud was there, he could still suppress these emotions with his huge prestige, but as of last night, Hassen Rimbaud suddenly mobilized half of his elite troops to march to the rear. The Gallic local army, which was still stranded on the battle line, immediately encountered problems.

"It seems that Hasen Rimbaud did not tell the other generals the reason. He suddenly returned to the army to help Berlindel in the rear. Otherwise, once the news spread that the back route might be cut off, the entire army that was still struggling to support would be line of defense, there may be a big collapse.”

Algernon Julia was silent for a while, suppressing the emotions in her heart, and then said to the maid, "Let them go to the hall. I'll wait! Ten minutes later, Algernon Julia walked into the combat department hall after washing up, and saw her coming in,

"Master Supervisor." The three leaders of the local garrison who were whispering stood up respectfully and saluted her.

"You are not supervising the battle on the front line, why are you here?" Algernon Julia sat down in the middle seat, glanced at the three local garrison commanders who did not dare to look at her, and asked coldly

"This... I would like to ask, Mr. Hassan Rambo...!" Alice, the commander of the 18th Infantry Regiment. Hesitantly opened his mouth, as if he was thinking about how to express himself. An Luo, the commander of the 26th Infantry Regiment, stood up from his seat impatiently, "I came to see the Lord Supervisor this time because I really have an important matter!"

"Is it something important?" Algernon Julia glanced at him,

An Luo, the leader of the 26th Infantry Regiment, clenched his fists and seemed to use all his strength to say loudly, "Although I know that this sounds very frustrating. However, I still want to ask the supervisor, do you think we can Get victory?"

A cold breath enveloped the hall, and the silence was terrifying

"Lord Anluo. What do you mean by this?" Algernon Julia's hand tightly grasped the handle of the seat, her pretty face was slightly cold, and she said in a sharp tone, "As an imperial general, you know What does it mean to say something like this?”

"Although I know it's unreasonable, but..."

An Luo's face looked very struggling, his deep brown eyes and gray hair were trembling. He took a deep breath, mustered up all his courage and said, "If you don't ask such a question, I'm afraid those soldiers who have lost will Not at ease, those who are still fighting will also be confused. Everyone wants to ask, since we already know the result, why do we continue to fight? Waiting to die here! We have been bearing the fate of the empire for a whole winter. On the Eastern Front, the Central Front, the Western Front, 500,000 people, 400,000 people, and now 200,000 people. We have been defeated one after another, and countless soldiers died in the war. , where are the reinforcements of the empire as we fight for it?

"We will win this war, and the Empire's reinforcements will arrive soon! The blood of the Empire's warriors will not be in vain."

Algernon Julia interrupted him, stood up from her seat, looked at the mountains outside and said, "Although I am not a soldier, I have never doubted that we will win, because Rusty is the best in the empire. Once the barrier is opened, the empire will face the Falcon Army. To this end, the empire will go all out. I also hope that you can go all out. If you persist for a while, everything will change, believe me! "Wind blows! With her golden hair, she looked like the legendary Valkyrie.

"In that case, why did Mr. Hassan Rambo suddenly withdraw the elite troops and all Kyoto troops, but abandon us here!"

The commander of the 21st Local Cavalry Regiment, Bikhov, said angrily, "Don't tell us that this is a strategic adjustment. Anyone who is not blind can see that the direction Lord Hasen Rimbaud is marching towards is our rear! Soldiers!" Everyone is talking, is our value just for those bastards of the Kyoto Army? If that’s the case, we won’t be able to close our eyes even if we die!

"They are all imperial troops, why is there such an unequal arrangement?" Thinking of his subordinates who died in the battle in the past two days, Bihef's voice was a little whimpering.

"Lord Hasen Rimbaud is marching to the rear, not to retreat, but to rescue Berlindel!" Algernon Julia's face was calm, her eyes swept over the three stunned local garrison generals, and she decided to reveal the true situation of the current war situation.

She said slowly, "You may not know that while we were fighting a fierce battle with the Falcon Army on the center line, part of the Falcon Army had already broken through the mountain fortress on the right wing and penetrated directly into Berlindel in our rear."

"What! Is this true?"

The three local garrison commanders were all shocked and made disbelieving hesitation sounds. Berlindel is the entrance connecting Rusty to the hinterland of Gaul. If it is true as Algernon Julia said, that doesn't mean that the way back has been cut off by the Falcon Army in one fell swoop!

"Indeed, this is why Master Hassan Rambo had to withdraw!"

Algernon Julia nodded with a cold face, "If we ignore it, our rear will be cut off by the enemy. It is because of this that Mr. Hassen Rimbaud had to temporarily send troops back. Mr. Hassen Rimbaud did not abandon anyone. You and him After resisting the Falcon Army here for a whole winter, you should know his style better than I do."

"This..." Bihefu, who looked angry just now, lowered his head in embarrassment. The upright An Luo was a little stupid. "Look, I said you have misunderstood! How could Mr. Hassen Rimbaud be such a person?" Here," Alice, the commander of the 18th Infantry Regiment, stood up quickly.

"Everyone should go back immediately. Lord Hassan Rambo will lead the army back immediately after handling the problems in the rear!" Algernon Julia spoke to calm everyone's emotions.

"If the Falcon Army attacks in full force at this time, what should we do?" An Luo took a deep breath and said with an ugly face.

"Yes, the only remaining troops are our local garrison, which is less than 100,000 troops, and we are facing 200,000 Falcon troops. I really can't imagine what that would be like!" Alice's face also looked ugly. The Falcon Army's rapid advance a few days ago almost caused their entire army to collapse. It was already frightening to the core.

"Probably not. The Falcon Army has been on the defensive for two days. And our defense line is very strong. As long as we don't have problems ourselves, there will be no problems!" Algernon Julia frowned slightly and glanced outside. He said in a condensed voice, "Even if the Falcon Army launches an attack, relying on strong fortifications, I believe you can hold on until Master Hassan Rambo returns to the army!"

"Persevere... Yes, I have to persist!" The faces of the three local garrison commanders looked a little gloomy, but more out of helplessness. The three looked at each other with wry smiles, and gave another military salute to Algernon Julia. , turned around and prepared to leave,

"Finally calmed down!" Algernon Julia secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she didn't know whether the Falcon Army would attack.

"Rumble" a muffled sound of thunder rolled across the sky. That sound made Algernon Julia stand up with a look of astonishment on her face. The three local garrison commanders also stopped in unison, their eyes looking in the same direction at the same time. ,

Berlindel! That is the direction from which the God of Thunder rolls. The sky is clear, but where is the thunder? 1

"It's the Thunder God of the Falcon Army!" Algernon Julia's delicate body trembled slightly. Judging from the time, Hassan Rambo's main force should be fighting fiercely in Berlindel.

"Rumble, rumble" thunderbolts in the clear sky that were as dense as drum beats made all the Gallic soldiers raise their heads unexpectedly and looked at the calm sky with white clouds in astonishment. When the rolling thunder came from the direction of Berlindel like firecrackers, Three local generals The expression on the face has turned to fear, it is too dense, this level is at least above the Hundred Gates Thunder God. If Miss Algernon Julia’s words are true, then at this moment, Lord Hassen Rimbaud’s reinforcements must be enduring the most violent attack. Strike!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After the thunder, the sound did not disappear, but a shocking sound of war drums finally reached everyone's ears.

"What's going on?" Algernon Julia's pretty face turned a little pale. The feeling of powerlessness made her heart pause briefly. This was the Falcon King's war drum! It was almost as if it had been agreed with the thunder just now, which indicated that the full-scale attack of the Falcon Army had begun!

"Report. The Falcon Army has launched a full-scale offensive!" A Gallic Guardsman rolled in and crawled in. Algernon Julia's five fingers were tightly clenched together, and there was a heartbreaking pain in her fingertips. She looked at the bright blue female knight armor on her body with a complicated expression, and said in a solemn voice, "I am ordering all the troops to hold on until Master Hassan Rambo returns!"

Amidst the passionate drums of King Khan, countless prairie cavalry moved forward slowly on both sides of the battle line. Densely packed horse heads formed long black lines, and countless grassland compound bows were raised toward the sky. There were a total of 80,000 cavalry archers in the east and west courts, plus 3,000 archers from the Ciwa clan who were directly under Fatty, and 70,000 archers. The Falcon Army's crossbowmen and heavy infantry constitute the most terrifying attack front in the history of the Falcon Army.

The targets of the cavalry archers were the Gaulish archers on the sentry towers and watchtowers at the front of the Gallic defense line. They flew past the archer towers and used dense rain-like projectiles to destroy the Gallic infantry below the defensive archer towers. sexual repression,

The Falcon Empire's prairie cavalry, which had been carefully controlled by Fatty himself, galloped neatly under the flying flags. There were many people and horses, but there was no chaos. Everything was in order. Every throw is a white light spot that covers the sky and the earth. The 80,000-person prairie cavalry group was definitely a force that frightened all the countries in the continent during the era of the grassland kings. When the bow string was pulled up, the war horses leaped, and the silence , chill. The precise, well-trained and crisp energy displayed is simply a joy to watch.

Behind the cavalry group are infantry. The 30,000 heavy infantrymen holding heavy tower shields are like rolling waves of the earth. The sunlight flashes silver light on the shields, like a huge sparkling river rolling, watching the advance. The Falcon Army held heavy shields, and the Gallic archers fired indiscriminately, almost hesitantly. The arrows bounced off the shield lightly, making a crisp sound and then being bounced away, as if mocking the Gallic archer, it was indestructible. Some Gallic infantry troops wanted to rush out, but before they even stepped out of the arrow tower area, they were knocked to the ground by countless crossbow arrows from the front.

As the thornwa longbowmen who are responsible for important attack points in the infantry formation, their number is not large, but they are indeed the natural enemies of all long-range shooters. They wear the red light-winged chain armor belonging to the strong bow shooters, even in the dust flying from the horse's hooves, Still stubbornly maintaining the tradition of a half-naked right arm, the right arm, which is twice as thick as a normal person, is like a detonator full of explosive energy, capable of shooting Gaul shooters directly with unimaginable precision. 200 meters away,

The heavy infantry of the Falcon Empire that broke into the defensive zone was like a shot from the front into the chest of the Gallic infantry. The fierce fighting made the Gallic infantry, who were only at the level of the local garrison, turn pale with fright and retreat continuously. In the eyes of the Gallic soldiers, , before his eyes was a bright reflection of metal, with countless swords slashing and spears poking. Blood flowed all over the ground under his feet, seeping deeply into the soil, and it was bloody. The soldiers' shouts of killing, the screams of the dead, the "shenyin" of the wounded, the angry roars, the sound of steel knives splitting bones, the clang of weapons, the gasps of the injured, the neighing of war horses, all The sounds were mixed together, and the huge sound could be heard clearly even more than ten miles away.

"This is the battlefield, a life-and-death battlefield!" Algernon Julia's face was ashen, wearing that blue armor, standing high on the battlefield, the scene in front of her reminded her of the unforgettable battle of the southwest capital,

The blue-gold Gallic war flag fluttered over the main line of the Gallic army, and the blood stains on it were faintly visible.

The Falcon Army's attack line has not reached here yet, but the troops that have broken down from the front line are already all over the hillside. Looking down from here, the layers of corpses form a clear black line on the battle line between the two sides.

Countless corpses, both human and horse, were like a huge crack in this cold world. In this mountainous wilderness less than ten kilometers away, countless Gallic soldiers were squirming, twitching, Bleeding. The black armor of the Falcon Army and the blue armor of the Gallic soldiers were now mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish who was who. The scene was as ferocious as hell. Most of the originally solid defenses collapsed under the opponent's fierce attack.

"Rusty is finished." Algernon and Julia already had such a premonition that the disadvantage in military strength could no longer reverse the situation. On the huge battlefield, the prairie cavalry encircled them from both wings. At this time, they had also defeated the resistance on the outer flanks. A small number of the Praetorian Guards still clung to the collapsed front line, forming a formation to deal with the cavalry charge. The falcon infantry are forming a shield wall like a copper wall and pressing towards the center. The thick shield soldiers and spearmen are at the front, and the entire row of crossbow shooters are behind, with bright spears stretched out from the gaps in the queue. Dense as a forest; the crossbow shooters behind their shields poured down arrows like hailstones with fierce and powerful shots.

Surrounded on three sides, except for the hillside where Algernon Julia was, the 10,000 Gallic Guardsmen who followed Algernon Julia had no way to retreat.

"Without Hassen Rimbaud, without Hassen Rimbaud's Sixth Army, what do you have left?"

The horse's hooves rumbled, like the muffled thunder rolling in the distance. In the early summer wind, the fat man galloped up a high hill, reined in the horse and stopped, with two Samor swords hung crosswise on his back.

In line with his heavy body, he was sitting on an unusually tall battle horse, with an arrogant look in his eyes. The overlord who ruled the land condescendingly scanned the defense line of the Gallic army on the opposite side.

Philandunya, wearing a tight purple mail, followed him up the hillside at full speed. The long hair of this grassland beauty swayed in the wind, tied into a braid, freely hanging down her shoulders and back, further highlighting her slender neck.

The fat man narrowed his eyes and looked at the severed Gallic flag in the distance, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned. After preparing for a whole winter, the great battle of hundreds of thousands of troops, this solid door was finally kicked open by himself!