Realm of Power

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The temporary defense line constructed by the Istanbul Army has started to spark large and small fires. Under the darkened sky, black smoke rises into the sky, mixed with the smoke and dust on the battlefield, and shoots straight into the sky! The Istani army's defense line is mainly composed of a few trenches that are not very wide. The edges of the trenches are spiked wooden stakes inserted diagonally. Due to the lack of supplies, this is all the Istani people can build in a short period of time.

During the chaotic battle, the Istan officers desperately organized resistance. A piece of muddy blood rolled up by the horse's hooves. The soldiers' flesh and blood bodies were heavily knocked to the ground by Feishan's cavalry horses. It was like the last moment of a battle where they were forced into a desperate situation. Courage, life and death, and glory are completely out of control here. There is no way to go back anyway. Even if you die, you have to take a bite of the flesh of the Feishan people. Otherwise, the cowardly and suffocating past ten days will be in vain. ! kill! kill! kill! "The Istani soldier with a look of despair on his face was already red-eyed. In front of his eyes were the Feishan people's war horses rolling in one after another. The severed limbs and residual arms of their companions were mixed with mud and fluttered on their faces. The smell of blood rushed into their noses. In my mind, the cold light of the cavalry spear rapidly expanded in my pupils, and my body was provoked in front of the masses of cavalry and horses,

Blood fell like rain on the faces of the other Istani people, and countless Feishan cavalry struck like arrows on the Istani people's battle line. "Fight!" Standing in front The platoon of Istani heavy infantry threw away the spear and shield in their hands and directly picked up the battle ax at hand. Feishan's cavalry attacked fiercely at the oncoming cavalry. While Feishan's sharp cavalry spear penetrated their bodies without any hindrance, the momentum of the horse's forward momentum was shaken, and the tomahawk fell sharply. , and also split half of the body of the cavalry above with an axe, and "poof" blood burst out. Feishan's light cavalry, which was only lightly equipped, was split into two pieces from the shoulder by the axe. Red and white internal organs were splashed onto the bodies of nearby people. "Hold on, otherwise, everyone will die here!"

In the chaos-like strangulation, everyone held bloody melee weapons in their hands. The black crowd filled the colliding battle lines. Feishan's cavalry pressed forward regardless of life or death. Under the horses' hooves, heads rolled like thunder, rushing through the gap in the defense line like a flood. Each squadron of the Istanbul army was shouting at the top of their lungs to encourage their soldiers to block the cavalry's horses' hooves with infantry. They themselves were fighting with flesh and blood. The pile, the quagmire of accumulated water, has turned red. The dying man was still crying and struggling, but he was trampled into a pulp by the horse's hooves. The fight shook the sky, and everyone in the middle was killed. The only thing that could still be thought in his mind was to wave his weapon, "Archer, shoot! Why are you still here in a daze!" An Istanbul heavy infantryman was lying on the ground covered in blood. The armor was deformed and dented by the horses' hooves, and he was vomiting blood and still cursing. The anxious shouts finally summoned a dense stream of white threads to pour out like a torrential rain.

"Archers, shoot freely!" The arrow clusters came overwhelmingly, drawing gorgeous arcs at high altitude, and then fiercely plunged into the body of Fei Shan's light cavalry, which was charging in. The arrow clusters tore apart Fei Shan's light cavalry. The thin leather armor penetrated deeply into the flesh and brought up There was a cloud of blood mist, and the light cavalry who wanted to break through at night suddenly fell on their backs. The horses that were hit by the arrows neighed and rushed like crazy. In a chaotic formation, many Feishan's light cavalry collided with each other. Finally, they finally This caused the Feishan people's attack momentum to falter.

It was Moses who mobilized the last arrows of the entire legion of ten thousand people. Faced with a nearly paralyzed command system, these archers had chosen to shoot on their own without receiving orders. They stood less than 50 meters away from the front line. From a position of 3 meters, I watched the heavy infantry in front being crushed and submerged by the opponent's cavalry sea. With a complicated look on my face, I pulled back the bowstring and released it. Arrows rained down, covering the few remaining heavy infantry and the enemy. ,

Fortunately, the intersection was narrow enough to prevent Feishan's cavalry from fully deploying after being blocked. In addition, it was already dark and the gap that had been broken could not be seen at a glance. Otherwise, the entire defense line would have been penetrated countless times, and more than 100,000 Istani remaining troops Feng Dian slept in the open for more than ten days, and then hid in the mud again. After being soaked in the water for two or three days, my energy, strength, and morale have reached the critical point. I am still persisting now, simply because I know that I have no way out and fight to the death. The two armies are stalemate in the trench area of ​​the second line of defense, and the light of the torch is shining. There is blood ahead,

The long spears of the Istani soldiers were illuminated by the fire, and they thrust forward fiercely before standing up in the trench. The temporary trench was only two meters wide, and the corpses of people and horses more than one meter high were already piled up on the sharp stakes inserted diagonally. Facing the As Feishan's troops rolled forward, almost all the Istani people were concentrated in the trenches, relying on the areas they could control. They used their spears and horses to block Feishan's light cavalry. Everyone knew that once the trench was lost, what awaited them was an unstoppable massacre. In steeper mountains, the Istani people used stones and arrows to fight with all their strength. Pour down,

The corpses of soldiers from both sides piled up quickly here, and blood continued to leave along the slope of the fight. The ground was already muddy, and now it was even more wet and slippery. From time to time, the war horses slipped and lost their feet, causing the light cavalry above to struggle and fall from the top. Don't fall to death and roll into a ball in the muddy water! Several Istan people's spears were snatched out from behind. Some of them were slow to react and retreated a little slower. A hole as big as a bowl opened in their chests. They were nailed to the ground. They took it out from the front and made corrections. As soon as Cavalry Shan returned to the formation, he fell off his horse and sat on the ground, breathing heavily. He stared at the impact line made entirely of human flesh and blood, and swallowed hard.

"Varro, the captain of the fifth squadron, is seriously injured!"

"Sir Philip, the captain of the 7th Squadron, died in battle"

The unfavorable report from the front attack made Furlong, commander of Feishan's 7th Army, look grim. His thin cheeks were as hard as a knife. His sharp eyes swept across the battlefield like torches like stars. The 30,000 Feishan light cavalry advanced. , after shattering the first line of defense of the Istanbul Army, it was actually blocked by the second line of defense.

The Istani people used piles of blood and flesh here, and used long soldiers mixed with reinforcements to support them. One wave collapsed, and another wave came up. Such a rapid and massive consumption, the Seventh Army could not hold on for long, and with heavy dissatisfaction, Furlong He waved his hand on horseback. He said to the messenger cavalry behind him, "Tell the Eighth Army that if they continue to be slack like this, our Seventh Army will withdraw and let them be in front!"

No wonder he was so angry. As the leader of the pursuit of Feishan's army, this was a rare honor placed in front of him. He had to annihilate the century-old enemy Istan people. His name was destined to be recorded in the history of the Feishan Kingdom, and the order from the base camp, He was also asked to destroy the remaining Istanbul army as quickly as possible. Then he marched to the coastal defense line with the Eighth Army, and formed a three-sided encirclement with Rousseau's Ninth Army against the 100,000 Falcon Emperors in the coastal area, forcing them to give up the supplies they carried and agree to Feishan's near-surrender conditions. This was the case for the entire kingdom. Although he was reluctant to give up the cat-and-mouse game against the Istani people, considering the overall situation, he still followed the orders of the base camp. Cooperating with the Eighth Army, when the Istanis were at their weakest, they broke in and launched a general attack, and the Eighth Army followed the advance. Completely kill these Istani people,

According to his vision, this battle was not difficult, and it was a chaotic fight in the dark. The superiority of cavalry against infantry should be as simple as harvesting mature wheat in a rice field.

The Istanbul army was chased by him all the way. It was constantly weakened, and the last military supplies were also lost in the Aristi River. They rolled in the mud for three consecutive days, and all military morale was gone. In this battle, the tenacious Fei Shan army with high morale could easily win a complete victory. I just used myself to be superior to the Eighth Army in the meeting. As a first-class person, he proposed the strategy of using the Seventh Army's assault cavalry to advance forward. He originally wanted to take credit for defeating this century-old enemy. Unexpectedly, the Istan people's tenacity was unexpected. These people seemed to know that they would die. The Istani people are like crazy beasts,

Tired of running for his life, soaked in the rain for two days, and now being beaten into a hornet's nest by the cavalry, he is still resisting desperately. He is indeed an old enemy who has been entangled with Fei Shan for hundreds of years! Furlong took a deep breath, and once again glanced dissatisfiedly in the direction of the unmoving Eighth Army. If he had no other choice, he would not share such a huge glory with a second-line army like the Eighth Army. But the battle line was stalemate, and although the cavalry assault was swift and violent, It is the Istan army that has a huge advantage in numbers and terrain. Both themselves and the Istan people have reached the point of exhaustion. As long as a new force is pressing forward with all its strength at this moment, it will inevitably collapse. The Eighth Army will collapse. It’s been so long, what on earth do you want to do? "Woooo" The urgent bugle sound coming from the direction of Fei Shan's Seventh Army was like an urging, like an angry roar. The commander of Fei Shan's Eighth Army looked calmly at the battlefield where Fei Shan's Seventh Army was blocked, and asked several of his soldiers. The subordinate smiled and said, "Fron is really impatient. After all, it is the elite of Istan people who have gathered for 20 years and a conference of more than 100,000 people." It is unrealistic to achieve decisive results within an hour. If we can't break away, we urge us to go forward. This annihilation battle is led by the Seventh Army, and our army is only assisting "" What your Excellency said is, You are so eager to fill us in, but you don’t know who gets the credit?" A general below said with a dissatisfied look.

"Sir, just leave him alone."

Another general looked complimentary and said, "Our army is just a light infantry regiment. This kind of face-to-face attack and strangulation is not what our army is good at. This furlong is arrogant and thinks that his cavalry is enough to defeat Istanbul." People, in the previous meeting, relying on their status as the main army, snatched this huge achievement from our hands, and we can't take it off. Come on, they want to drag us out to be used as cannon fodder. I don’t believe it. These Istani people have been soaked in the rain for several days. They have nothing to eat or drink and are stinky. They will collapse after a few days. Why bother? ! Sending tens of thousands of troops into a bitter battle just to grab credit, no matter how you look at it, you are not a qualified general. "My lord, the Seventh Army is here to urge you!"

A guard came in a hurry at this time. It seems that he found that the bugle was useless, so the Seventh Army simply sent people directly. Several generals of Fei Shan's Eighth Army looked at each other, silenced their voices in unison, and all looked at the Eighth Army. Army Commander, what should I do? Although they are all organized into legions, and there is only one digit difference in their numbers, their identities are indeed very different in Fei Shan's military world. Fei Shan adopts a standing army system, and the real front-line combat troops only have one to seven legions. There are a total of 400,000 people. The eighth to eleventh legions behind them are all the reserve four armies composed of temporary local armies during this war.

"In that case, let's start attacking!"

The commander of the Eighth Army was silent for a while, and raised his hand with difficulty. There was nothing he could do. If he didn't move before, it could be said that the military order was unclear. If he didn't move now, he would be disobeying the order. Don't blame me. The formation of the Eighth Army Fei Shan's Eighth Army, as a full-strength light infantry corps, began to advance as if they had woken up. There were more than 40,000 soldiers in the second-line army. At this time, looking at the mountains of corpses and seas of blood killed in front of them, everyone's face turned pale. ,

I saw blood covering the battlefield in front. The two armies were fighting to the death with nearly 30,000 to 40,000 troops. There were also troops coming from behind. The huge number had already saturated the impact line. Although this situation was not as good as that of ten consecutive The battle of hundreds of thousands of legions in Yuli was magnificent, but the infantry blocked the cavalry. The impact, like a forest of sharp spears intersecting with each other, the collision of life and death flames, countless running and jumping living things, instantly covered with blood flowing down the slope, the light of swords, the blood is as worthless as the splash of water , life is so vulnerable here, "Do we really want to go up there?"

"Forward, forward!" "The whole army moves forward, and those who retreat without authorization will be killed!"

Various voices shouted, the infantry captains yelled rudely, roared angrily, pointed their swords forward fiercely, and the battle flags fluttered in the wind. The soldiers of the Eighth Legion felt their hands and feet were weak, and they were walking lightly. Yes, before the big counterattack, they were only assisting the defense in the rear. When the Istanbul army swooped in, those in front were Feishan's first-line legions. For these second-line soldiers, it was just a matter of taking a look at the countless corpses. The bloody sight of overlapping bodies can make them unable to eat for several days. But at this moment, they are really standing on such a battlefield, feeling the bloody face, the fierce collision of more than 100,000 people, and the life-and-death struggle. , countless spears collided like a forest, the light cavalry rushed up and were pushed down, the crowd surged, the red and black armor of the Feishan army, and the yellow armor of the Istan army were now completely intertwined and mixed together.

At this moment, a faint trembling sound came into the ears of a Feishan Eighth Army soldier on the far left array. The soldier stopped in surprise. Was it an illusion? But more soldiers of the Eighth Army stopped advancing, and everyone looked to the left in unison. It was not until the ground shook violently under their feet that these soldiers were shocked to see a huge black cloud quickly and quickly rise. Come,

"cavalry!"

I don't know who shouted in panic. The huge black cloud of thousands tons had already crushed into the flank of Fei Shan's Eighth Army like a rolling dragon. Fei Shan didn't even have time to shout out his exclamation of defeat when he was hit by a huge impact. The force flew away, and then fell under the iron hooves of the back row, black armor rolled, the second row, the third row...it was like a mountain of imperial heavy cavalry charging into the formation,

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