Realm of Power

"King?...King!"

The Duke of Putao had a look of astonishment and disbelief. His voice rose a few degrees higher. His hands trembled slightly as he opened his order. His eyes were as hot as a flame and he read it carefully. The position of the signer, the introduction What you see is a line of hard font that is hard to read. Maybe students who have just studied for more than a year can write better than this person, but at this moment, the three words "Dustan" described in this ugly handwriting have already made the Duke of Putao feel like kneeling on the ground and facing hundreds of years. The ups and downs of Putaohai burst into tears and the urge to build a country! The Duke of Putau could not contain his excitement. Ever since the Putau Kingdom, whose territory was several times larger than it is now, was split in the war hundreds of years ago, restoring the title of Kingdom has always been the dream of the Putau monarchs. Hundreds of years passed, and Putao's strength became weaker and weaker. The Duke of Putao was about to give up on this dream, but the result fell from the sky.

"Well... is it too much of a joke to establish a country in Putao?..." Duke Putao was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. However, his family knew their own affairs. According to the current strength of Putao, it would be great to become a principality. Now, if he really steps up to the level of a kingdom, the eager eyes of the Barrow countries in Central Europe will fall on Pu Tao. In the final analysis, what matters between countries is strength! His eyes were a bit nervous, and he smiled awkwardly. He took out a white handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead. Although it was December in the cold winter with low temperatures,

"Your Excellency, the Duke, can rest assured that His Majesty the Emperor believes that the Principality of Putau is very loyal to the empire and is very important to the Empire. His Majesty never treats his friends badly, so he specifically allows Your Excellency the Duke to establish the Kingdom of Putau. We will fully support it in terms of military and financial resources!" There was a bit of comfort on Sokutus Stellan's pretty face With a smile, he said slowly, "And this news will soon be transmitted by the Falcon Empire's Ministry of Foreign Affairs to the entire Oubaluo Continent. If other countries want to take advantage of it, they must first ask the Falcon Empire's attitude. So. I can congratulate you in advance, Your Majesty the Duke, your dream of establishing a country can finally come true!”

"Did the Imperial Ministry of Foreign Affairs personally announce it? Thank you so much!" Duke Putau showed uncontrollable joy on his face, and kept looking at the cold and unusual face of the Imperial Navy Minister Dostronkai next to him. This The news was so sudden that the Duke of Putao couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

But one thing is very clear. It is not him, the Duke, who is dominating the Putau area now, but the Falcon Empire Navy Minister next to him. Since July, the main naval force of the Falcon Empire has been gathered in Putau. There are more than 110 battleships, more than 200 auxiliary ships of various types, and nearly 30,000 Falcon Empire naval combatants are in Putou. This huge military force is enough to disarm the already self-disarmed troops. It is more than enough to crush the Principality of Putao several times.

"The founding of Putao is your Majesty's decision. The Imperial Navy will naturally support it with all its strength. The Duke can rest assured!" Dostelenko felt the cowardice coming from the Duke and his face was stern. He snorted in a dull tone.

"There, Mr. Dostronkai is sitting there, and those clowns are nothing to worry about!" Duke Putao finally relaxed a little after hearing this.

"Master Dustronkai and I still have some matters to discuss," Sokutus Stellan said in a calm tone. With a gleaming look in his eyes, showing his intention to see off the guests, Duke Putao immediately said that his palace still had urgent matters to deal with, and hurriedly got into the carriage. He waved to the two of them and left. Founding a country is not as simple as a sentence, it involves many things. Duke Putau needed to rush back immediately to discuss with his subordinates. When Duke Putau's carriage completely disappeared from the pier, Navy Minister Dostelenko turned his head solemnly and asked, "Miss Dailan, I would like to take the liberty to ask, Why did your Majesty allow Putao to establish a country? This should not be part of the reported plan!"

"Can I walk and get on the carriage? To be honest, I'm a little land-sick. I've been on the boat for three days and I still feel unsteady on my feet!" Sokutus Stellan smiled wryly at the corner of her charming mouth and made a gesture. Walking downstream along the pier, white waves and ice floes rise and fall in the pale white water.

"Of course!" Dostelenko followed beside him. As the fat man's confidant and kinsman, he knew very well the identity of the woman in front of him. He even knew that this woman could fully represent that person in some places. This was His Majesty Falcon. Arrange eyes in business alliances,

"Your Majesty appreciates your plan very much!"

Sokutus Stellan said as he walked, "And your Majesty also knows your concern. Although Putao is currently respectful to us, no one can guarantee that Putao will not regard us as enemies that day! And Putao will not treat us as enemies that day!" The coast plays a vital role in the empire's inland sea strategy, so We need to increase our control. Instead of letting Putao become the target of the enemy, it is better to hold it firmly in our hands. If the other party wants to establish a country, then let it be established. This is His Majesty's strategy. As for the reason for letting Putao be established! "Written in a letter to your lord," Sokutus Stellan said calmly,

"The reason why Putao was founded?"

Dostelenko's face was stunned. He quickly opened the document in his hand and scanned it. His eyes burst out with a flash of light. He took a breath of cold air and his voice had an uncontrollable tremor. "Awesome, His Majesty's hand is really awesome." Awesome, if we allow Putao to be established as a country, we can clearly and legitimately use Putao as a springboard to completely take over several areas in southern Congo and Africa that are critical to Putao. After all, the coastal provinces could be considered areas under the control of the Putao people hundreds of years ago! With the card of Putao's founding in front, no one could say anything even if the empire swallowed up the entire coastal area! For this strategic goal, even if Putao is founded, it will still be surrounded by the empire. There is no other way but to follow the empire all the way! "

"Yes, your Majesty left the Pu Tao card in the first place just to wait for the opportunity to start from the Pu Tao area and split the southern part of the Gangfei Empire!" Sokutus Stellan nodded and looked at the floating Putaohai, who was floating on ice, said with determination on his face, "This time Gang Feiren asked us for help. The empire can take this opportunity to put pressure. If If nothing else goes wrong, there will be news within this month. As long as the Congolese and Africans agree to the establishment of a country in Putao, then regardless of whether the Congolese and Africans agree or not, the trend of southern secession will accelerate. In addition to diplomatic actions, any other Lord Don's 40,000-strong Southern Second Army will also arrive in Puntau in the near future, and will cooperate with your Lord's battle plan at that time."

Foucedir, Central Africa. The snow was falling heavily and the land was muddy. "Woooooo..." The desolate war horn sounded across the vast land. The blue military formation of the Congolese and African Army spread out like a long wall. Opposite the main force of the Congolese and African Army, The army that had always been pure red also stopped in an orderly manner.

"Bastard, get rid of these Istan people immediately! Let's return to Kyoto to aid!" Duke Andia ordered the general behind him angrily. His eyes were filled with anger as he looked at the battle flag flying in front of the Istan army formation opposite, and again. That cunning guy named Hayela didn't kill him last time. Now it’s like I can’t get rid of a piece of brown sugar! After receiving news of the crisis in Kyoto, the main force of Gangfei in Fokodil decided to return for reinforcements, but they did not expect to be closely followed by the 110,000-strong army of Hayera, the governor of Eastern Istanbul on the opposite side. As a last resort, Andia could only stay here. Swing open and crack,

With the sound of war horns tearing through the sky, infantry and cavalry teams began to move one after another under the heavy snow, with various war flags flying in the air. The main infantry of Istan, wearing thick and fine armor, with long serrated swords drawn in their hands, and the main infantry of Gangfei wearing spiked helmets and holding shields in their hands. When they looked at the opposite side, their eyes were flashing with greed and bloodthirsty red light. The 110,000 Istani troops were spread out neatly under the star-and-moon flag. They were numerous but not chaotic. Everything is in perfect order. The messengers were running around, quiet and solemn.

On a gorgeous chariot pulled by eight horses, Hayera, the Eastern Governor of Istanbul, looked at the Congolese troops opposite. He sneered at the corner of his mouth, raised his right hand high, and the huge battle flag unfolded in the wind behind him. Hayera, the Governor of the East, was known as "the hunting dog of the Emperor of Istanbul!" Although he looks fat, he is a battle-hardened warrior. veteran,

Having experienced an ambush, Hayela now marches forward and backward, like a rustic old rich man who is afraid of leaving something behind while walking. Even if it is a straw, he must resolutely pick it up and follow him like a crane. In Gang Fei's army, he fought steadily, and was stunned to let Duke Andia fail several ambushes.

In the past half month of the battle, apart from gaining some advantages in the Fucodil ambush, the main force of the Congolese Army did not take any advantage in front of Governor Hayela, who was very cunning and unreasonable in this battle. Instead, he was helpless, like a mouse. Turtle, I don’t know where to start at all.

"This is an oriental monster on the battlefield!"

The whole army of Gangfei felt this way, especially the generals. In their eyes, this shameless Istani, who made a few mistakes at the beginning, now cooperates with each other tacitly, leaving no dead ends, and the cavalry are two wings of each other. , the center slowly advanced, showing the kind of accurate, well-trained, and crisp mobilization ability that can be said to be a feast for the eyes. It's no wonder that even a figure like the Emperor of Istan dared to hand over half of his troops to Hayela. Although the strength of the Istan people suffered losses in Fokodir, it was still very impressive.

Arranged in the middle are sixteen main battle infantry regiments, totaling 50,000 people. They are all battle-hardened Istan regulars. They are wearing heavy armor and have solid iron shield walls in their hands. The left wing is arranged with mixed There are 25,000 light cavalry, with various flags flying in the wind. The most eye-catching ones are the Istantian light cavalry archers wearing red armor and a long red braid hanging on their heads. These light cavalry The equipment is much better than that of other troops, and it is also the one that gives the Gangfei troops on the opposite side a headache. Finally, there are the Lion Guard gunners patrolling on the right. These gunners all wear light armor, with daggers across their waists, and each of them has four to Six short javelins. The equipment of these gunmen is not sophisticated, but the spears in their hands can reach 60 to 80 meters. Even a heavy infantry group cannot withstand a single salvo.

Seeing the Governor's raised hand,

"We must win! We must win! We must win!" Sounds like tsunamis and landslides came and went.

The light cavalry on the left wing began to move, like a tidal wave and a landslide. The red armor brought out gorgeous rays of light, and the strong and burly horses pulsed neatly. Under its neat pace, the earth seemed to be sinking. Immediately afterwards, heavy hoofbeats sounded like an avalanche of thunder, and the light cavalry began to accelerate. They accelerated little by little from a trot at the beginning, and finally turned into a gallop, pressing down like a red tide.

"Put the gun up!"

The Gangfei army on the opposite side began to stir. Countless spears were lined up in a line. The sound of strong bowstrings vibrating behind the military formation simultaneously shook the entire space. A dense and terrifying arrow suddenly appeared from behind the Gangfei army like locusts. The sky was generally covered in ink, like a gorgeous metallic light rain, crossing a distance of tens of meters in front, drawing a graceful arc in the air and falling towards the Istan Cavalry group. The Istan Hussars were blasted away by metal arrows, but at the same time, the light cavalry spears were like a huge rolling dragon, crashing into the neatly arranged left wing of the Gang Fei people in front. "Pop!" There was a crash of cracking bones. The fluctuating Gangfei infantry were knocked to pieces by the impact. War horses comparable in size to giant beasts pressed up like a mountain.

"Ukawa!" Ukawa! "The roars of the Istan light cavalry continued one after another, and the countless flying swords in their hands rushed through the Gangfei infantry group. They disrupted Gangfei's flanks like a death squad, and the impact arrows had already cut deeply into Gangfei. The middle edge of the non-army, that The momentum was like a red-hot knife, cutting like a butter cake as smooth as a mirror, dragging out a long bloody mark. The Congolese army suffered heavy losses, and the Istani people also suffered heavy losses. Under the countless thrusts of the Congolese people, the cavalry was instantly defeated. Suddenly he fell down on the snowy field that was hot and muddy.

"Right wing! Attack!"

Hayera, the Eastern Governor of Istanbul, withdrew his gaze from the left side of the fierce battle, grinned, and raised his hands again, not giving the Gangfei people any chance to breathe.

"asshole!"

Duke Andia trembled inwardly. My heart tightened, and I seemed to feel something.

The Istan people's unnatural fanaticism and lack of fear of death were clearly intended to prevent them from returning to Kyoto to aid. If the main force cannot return to Kyoto. . . . . Duke Andia hardly dared to think about it.

His eyes were blood red and he clenched his fists, and with an ugly face he loudly ordered, "Cavalry, stop them immediately!" Gang Fei's cavalry shouted and gestured. Wielding countless sharp swords, he flew towards the spear-thrower on the opposite side with lightning speed. Countless spears came towards him like lightning from the sky. A fierce stab penetrated the breastplate of Gang Fei's cavalry.

"shoot!"

The Istani gun shooters are like rows of replacement machines. Their individual combat is average, but once they form a group, they are a killing frenzy that sweeps across the battlefield. The javelins in their hands are like lightning in the air, heading towards The shot from the Gauls in the distance passed through an arc and plunged into the crowd of non-soldiers. When an arc fell, blood blossomed in the crowd.

"Fight back and kill all these Istan bastards!"

A bloody General Gang Fei immediately yelled angrily. Behind him, a large number of elite Guards cavalry transferred from the main formation were entering the battlefield. The assault of the Istan light cavalry finally showed their fatigue. Thousands of horse hooves trampled them in front of the incoming Imperial Guards, and their screams were completely drowned in the din.

"Woooo", the melodious and strange horn sound representing the retreat came from the direction of the Istani army. It seems that the Istani people can't bear it anymore! Duke Andia breathed a sigh of relief, but unfortunately, before he could fully release his breath, numerous violent banging sounds of "pop, pop, pop" were heard from the front, and the ground shook!

"Attention, heavy cavalry!"

The hesitant shouts in front of him made Duke Andia follow the sound and saw a steel triangle of about a thousand people rushing over like a meteor across the sky. The war horses were like thunder, and the red heavy armor was rising and falling. The knight on the horse can only see his eyes, the rest is covered in a layer of red armor that looks like fish scales, and two staggered long handles are exposed on his shoulders.

"It's the Istan Glow Heavy Cavalry!"

Duke Andia shuddered, and for a moment, these red-armored heavy cavalry were stunned. It was like heavy rain from an avalanche, hitting the tired bodies of our soldiers row after row, bang bang. Countless soldiers were hit hard and flew out. "You've been fooled!" Duke Andia's face turned pale at this moment, and his fists were clenched together. At such a close distance, he was hit head-on by a heavy cavalry armed to the teeth. Unless there is a strict formation of guns, all resistance is in vain. Not only will the little advantage just gained be completely lost, but there is also the danger of being penetrated from the front.

Although there were only about a thousand people, the opponent's heavy cavalry was really sharp, and the timing of the attack was also very good. It was just when our own troops were exhausted from the fierce battle,

Facing this heavy cavalry that was rapidly charging towards the back of the military formation, the Gangfei soldiers who were blocking the front seemed to be hit head-on by a wave, causing countless splashing waves.

That is the blood of soldiers. Their weapons clanged against the armor of these heavy cavalry, but had little effect.

On the contrary, after the initial impact, the glowing heavy cavalry, the famous killing weapon of the Istan people, pulled out the long-handled arc-moon knives crisscrossed behind them.

With every heavy and well-trained slash, a Gangfei soldier screamed and rolled to the ground!

Swords slashed and horses trampled, heads rolled, the red heavy cavalry were like the waves of rice struck by the typhoon. Even those who could escape by chance would be trampled to pieces by the ensuing iron hoofs.

"Surround them!"

Fortunately, the number of heavy cavalry was limited. After charging for a while, they showed signs of exhaustion. Otherwise, Andia could have considered running away. The red heavy cavalry decisively chose to retreat, and Andia was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

On the first day, both sides suffered heavy losses. Tactically, neither side gained much advantage, but strategically, Andia knew that he had lost,

because the other side used this simplest and most direct method to completely nail down his army returning to Kyoto! (To be continued..)