Realm of Power

Feishan Squadron Captain Wagulad wiped his eyes that were blurred by blood with his hands to make his vision clear. As a nobleman with the title of baron in the Feishan Kingdom, Wagulad is thirty-four years old this year.

"Woo!" The solemn and solemn long horn horn above the head is still echoing in the black smoke-filled sky. There are piles of corpses, short swords and broken spears inserted on the battlefield, and broken spears and heavy swords are everywhere. Human corpses and horse corpses piled up like mountains, and hands and feet protruded from the muddy ground, like flags planted on them.

"The whole team is pressing forward, no matter what, we can't retreat!"

Vagulad's shouting voice was like a broken skin drum, with a trace of tragedy in the hoarseness. Feishan's army's queue collided with the enemy who were pouring in like a tide without reservation, bang! clang! clang! In the collision of strength and strength, countless sparks emerged, and knives, spears, and swords struck the soldiers' armor one after another.

Squadron leader Vagulad pulled out the bloody long sword from the body of an Istanbul soldier who rushed up. The triangular swallow-tailed war flag representing the squadron above his head was still rustling in the wind, but those who followed him There were already less than a hundred soldiers, and a squadron of a thousand men filled the killing ground behind them.

It was a bloody dawn. Bright red blood flowed down the huge slope of the battle line, like a dark red curtain hanging on the edge of the slope. In the area where soldiers from both sides fought hard, corpses were piled half a meter high. How high there is no poet lyrics The sadness and magnificence here are not accompanied by the poignant song of the thorn bird, ww≦w., and there is no sage's comfort to the war dead. When you are in it, you realize that this place has never been associated with magnificence. What is here is only a piece of it. Vision blurred by blood,

"This formation orders, keep pressing in!"

The sound of horse hooves came like waves, and the voices of the cavalrymen came closer and closer again. Facing several times the number of enemies, the order from the direction of the formation was still to attack. Vagulad didn't know what the situation was, but he felt something, "Is this a desperate act?"

Vagulad looked around. The river was completely dyed red with blood. Pieces of corpses were rolling down the flood. It was impossible to calculate how many there were. Some corpses were carried by the current and crashed into half of the imperial warships still in the river. , The ups and downs in the rapids are shocking and tragic.

All the units of Feishan's Seventh Army and Eighth Army that were still able to fight were close to the slope east of the river. This has become the largest battle line. There were bloody battles everywhere. The Istani people relied on their superior numbers to With the advantage of holding a shield and erecting a spear array, the advance was slow, but that was just a matter of progress. Without reinforcements, the Feishan army, whose morale was severely dampened by the imperial warships, attacked Istan with sharp spear points. Confrontation is more like martyrdom than bravery! Wagulad saw a Feshan army spearman piercing the oncoming enemy, but the Istani who was stabbed in the abdomen by a gun also stabbed the Feshan soldier with a dying roar. body. Such a scene. Very common on this front,

Constantly colliding with the Istanbul army with inferior forces is more like an act of maintaining dignity, and this emotion pervades the entire army. The Ninth Army collapsed and reinforcements were cut off. There were swarming enemies in front and a surging river behind them. Tens of thousands of people fought desperately. Even the Istan people, who had more than twice the crushing force, were frightened by the Feshan people for a while.

The Istanbul Army. As the eleventh team was beaten back from the front, Moses, the veteran of the Istanbul Army, finally looked back from a distance. He had already felt that these 40,000 Feshan people were working hard. Although the Istanbul Army had the advantage in strength, After wallowing in the rain and mud for three or four days, the fighting force and morale were very exhausted. Facing 40,000 Feishan people who were fighting for their lives, they could not defeat them even after attacking many times.

Moses hesitated for a moment and said respectfully to Hu Keqili beside him, "Sir Hu Keqili, there should be no chance for Feishan's Ninth Army to go back!" Lord Moses' guess was correct, there will be no more Ninth Army Opportunity! The empire's 30,000 troops have been waiting for them from behind. From the moment the Ninth Army decided to rescue them, there was a way of no return." Hu Keqili smiled slightly and didn't mind revealing a little about the empire to Moses. Strategic arrangement, "Sure enough!"

Veteran Moses' eyes paused, and his hand holding the riding crop tightened unconsciously. Although giving in to the emperor was a last resort, if the emperor only wanted to use the Istan army as cannon fodder, then his side would also turn against him. , but now...the veteran Moses' eyes stopped on the imperial battleship on the river, and his heart sank slightly involuntarily! With such a warship blocking the river, once the emperor turns his back, the Istantian army will definitely die. If he had doubts before that the emperor could completely annihilate the Istanbul army, then the moment he saw the imperial warship appear, Moses knew how terrible it was. stupid idea,

The Falcon Empire, a powerful military group that has swept across the two empires, represents the pinnacle of military force in this era. The goal of this attack is naturally to annihilate the three legions of Feishan's army that have pressed into the coastal area in one fell swoop! After a surprise attack, being trapped to death, and defeating the reinforcements, the Feishan people's advantage suddenly declined. In just half a day, they were pushed to such a desperate situation by the emperor! The emperor linked one link after another, revealing the terrifying nature of sealing the throat with a sword. Using Fei Shan's seventh army and eighth army trapped in the river as bait, he forced the ninth army to run for dozens of miles to rescue, and then attacked the ninth army. The army launched a fierce attack,

Although the emperor has only invested less than 30,000 cavalry and about 20 warships from now on, the direction of the entire battle is firmly in the hands of the emperor. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Moses would not have dared I believe that Feishan’s elite menacingly pursued the more than 200,000 Istani troops for more than ten days and almost defeated the Istantian army, and that’s it! "Order, let the heavy cavalry prepare!" Hu Keqili raised his hand and snorted in a cold tone. This time to rescue the Istan army, after learning that the Istan Crown Prince abandoned the army and fled, Hu Keqili had already He had made up his mind to frighten the Istan army. After all, it was the more than 100,000 elite elites of the empire who followed the heroic lord Thoradin I in the north and south, and they were unruly. Although their true nature has been concealed by days of embarrassment, the fact that the whole army was able to fight Fei Shan's army for several hours without collapsing despite the paralysis of the command system is enough to prove that this army is not as unbearable as it seems. This army once defeated the Kyoto of the Gang Fei Empire, and once reached within a hundred miles of King Feishan's capital. Such an army. If the empire cannot show the strength to convince it, these hundreds of thousands of Istan elites will not die for the empire!

"Lord Hu Keqili, are we going to start attacking now?" Veteran Moses looked a little stunned.

"The bait has no value, so why keep it?" Hu Keqili said nonchalantly, move forward! "Amidst the rumble of horse hooves, the heavily armored Imperial heavy cavalry formed a formation and began to accelerate like a landslide and tsunami, "It's the Imperial heavy cavalry! "The Istani troops in front gave way one after another, looking at the ferocious steel beasts with the same horror as they marched in formation, the ground trembling under their feet. The wind brought by them was cold and painful on the face,

"Put the gun up!" Officer Fei Shan looked at the armored cavalry appearing at the end with a pale face. His eyes were full of despair, and he yelled with all his strength,

The stream of cavalry rushing down was like a huge black rolling dragon rushing into Fei Shan's army. The heavy cavalry lances lined up in the front row directly penetrated Fei Shan's defense line. Fei Shan's army felt a sudden shock in front of them. Flowers, the cold light of rows of lances picked up the bodies of the soldiers in front, and then the horses hit them like mountains. A whole row of Feishan's spearmen were hung up On the bloody spear point, "Hold it, no one is allowed to retreat!" Thousands of shining spears came like a metal tide. Looking at the overturned defense line in front, Fei Shan's soldiers held weapons in their hands. His hands were trembling slightly. The advance line composed of a thousand heavy cavalry was a challenge for Fei Shan's army, which had been fighting fiercely for more than eight hours. It was like a killing array composed of unstoppable steel barriers rolled in, blood flew everywhere, and there were screams of killing. After the heavy cavalry's lances lost their impact, the cavalrymen drew out their falcon swords one after another.

Shocking screams resounded across the battlefield, before the push of armored war horses like giant beasts. The light of the sword is like snow, dazzling. Under the horse's hooves, the human body was as fragile as straw, and blood was mixed with minced meat. Under the push of the imperial heavy cavalry, which was fully armored and weighed half a ton, Fei Shan's army, who was not afraid of death, was pushed down in pieces.

No matter how brave they were and how they persisted, the frailty of the human body was exposed before the absolute force squeezed them, and the weapon of a desperate Fei Shanjun soldier was broken. He simply jumped up and bit the armored belly of the war horse with his teeth. The knight's sword cut open his head mercilessly.

"Papa pa pa"

As the heavy cavalry broke in, under the flying hooves of the horses, a red road about 20 meters long and about ten meters wide made up of countless pieces of meat was dragged out. The impact of the black-armored heavy cavalry was like a rainbow, and Fei Shan's infantry finally Morale collapsed. "No way!" "Escape for your life"

The soldiers stepped back in panic, discarding their shields and hurriedly dodged to both sides. The formation that could still be maintained dispersed like water. The decisive side sword of the Imperial Heavy Cavalry instantly cut off Fei Shan who was struggling to maintain it. The defense line was crushed into pieces, "Go forward, stop them!"

Shouting slogans, the light cavalry of Feishan's Seventh Legion were like wild beasts that were forced into a desperate situation. They faced the heavy cavalry like mountains and seas with all their strength. "Bah, bang, bang!" The light cavalry's bayonet stabbed the heavy cavalry. The armor cracked one after another, and blood shot out from Fei Shan's light cavalry at the same time. These Fei Shan light cavalry The faces of the Shan Hussars were pale with exhaustion after fighting for more than eight hours. On an August day, the temperature was hot, and the horses were constantly driven back and forth for rescue. Many people's buttocks had not left the saddle for several hours, and they were so numb that they could no longer feel it. The hand that stabbed the gun felt sore, as if it didn't belong to me.

But when the infantry collapsed, and when the bugle sounded, these light cavalry raised their spears with an extremely determined look, shouted slogans, and rushed towards the imperial heavy cavalry in a desperate manner. First dozens of people, then hundreds of people , hundreds of people, light cavalry like swift leopards ran into the sweeping array of the empire's heavy cavalry. It was like a swarm of bees confronting a thick-skinned bear. Some of them had half of their mails torn off, some of their helmets had been curled up, and some of their bodies were swaying on their galloping horses. , blood dyed half of the body red, but when they heard the sound of "raising a gun", everyone made an action without exception,

They used all their strength to level the bayonet in their hands and charged forward, "Forward, for Fei Shan." The world was filled with the shocking sound of Fei Shan's light cavalry. Horse hooves were flying, and the ground was thrown behind them at high speed. The light cavalry bowed Lifting the waist, flying as fast as a taut arrow Forward, forward, the first team, the second team... Blood dripping, people fell on their backs, in front of the heavily armored Imperial heavy cavalry, the attacks of these Feishan light cavalry were tragic and tragic, often hitting the opponent's side with one shot. I haven't seen any effects on armor or shields. The opponent cut off half of his head with a sword, and the yellow and white brains splashed onto the faces of nearby companions. The tall heavy horses of the heavy cavalry trampled everything. Until it turns into a pile of things that no one can recognize

Behind the Imperial heavy cavalry, tens of thousands of Imperial cavalry began to enter the battlefield. These cavalrymen with crossbows in their hands used stormy blows to make Feishan's light cavalry roll off their horses during the impact. At this moment, even the Istan people They all showed collective silence. This was killing, naked killing. Feishan's infantry group collapsed, and many of them fought to their death. Jumping into the river and being swept into the rolling torrent, a large number of debris and corpses were piled up artificially to create spectacular flesh and blood dams. The tumbling water carrying countless corpses hit it, and the mud rolled in the water. It was bubbling, and countless broken human limbs could be seen inside, rising and falling in the rolling, extremely tragic. Just like countless resentful spirits struggling and wailing in the river of blood in the netherworld,

An imperial cavalry officer held his horse in front of the river bank. Looking at the few remaining Feishan light cavalry in front, he said in blunt Obaro language, "Surrender or die."

I don’t know if I didn’t understand. These horses looked like they were hit by arrows and were covered with scars. They could fall down with just one blow. Suddenly they all struggled to stand up. They were huddled together like ants. Finally, he yelled with a distorted face, holding the bayonet with both hands, and rushed towards the heavy cavalry not far away.

"Killing hundreds of imperial heavy cavalry, they pounced on them like wolves." Feishan's light cavalry howled like a cornered beast, and its body was like an egg being hit on a rock, and being wrapped in In the light of the swords of the heavy cavalry galloping past, the war horses galloped past, bringing up a bloody light, and the tragic screams suddenly stopped,

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