Realm of Power

At night, heavy rain fell in a basin, hitting the face that could not be covered by the armor, and making the hands hurt for a while. Lightning flashed across the sky, making the dark earth bright for a moment and then extinguished. The white rain lines were like brushes from the endless sky. Floating from high in the sky, white raindrops splashed on the ground, and a raindrop came flying from a distance. The small black dot made Salton's eyes light up when he looked around blankly. He only saw the scout cavalry jumping off the horse a dozen meters away. Regardless of the mud on the ground, he knelt down in front of Salton's horse. Next, a voice came through the rain curtain: "Sir, Fei Zejun has arrived at the Nali River and is building a pontoon bridge to cross the river."

"Really? Are there any other targets near the target?" After hearing this report, Salton's hand holding the war horse tightened with excitement. Feize's army was already being targeted by him when they abandoned the capital of King Papt. It’s been the sixth day since I followed you all the way here, and I’ve finally figured it out. As for Feize's army, after experiencing the Battle of Paput, Feize's army was no longer as numerous as the original 200,000, but it still had a strength of 130,000 to 40,000. It was divided into three heavy troops and marched into the group in a formation. Advancing from the south, the Fifth Army Corps seen that day was the left wing of Fezer's Army.

"No other targets have been found, because the river water has surged and the supplies carried are huge. Even building a pontoon bridge will not be able to survive in a short time. The situation of other targets should be similar." The imperial scout cavalry responded, rain hitting the armor of the scout cavalry. , the water flowed down the cheeks of the helmet, but there was no trace of fatigue on the face of the scout cavalry. Instead, his eyes were excited. Even the scout cavalry could feel what a God-given opportunity this was!

"Thank you, please continue to pay close attention!" Salton nodded, and the scout mounted his horse and galloped away. In the white rain curtain behind Salton, the black cavalry team moved forward in several directions, Like a huge black dragon, its iron hooves clang and roar. ??The rain hit the cavalry, and the black armor shone with a dark luster. The cavalry regiment galloped in the rain, and a chilling air rushed straight into the night.

"Sir, the infantry rear column is still fifty miles away from us. Even if we drive it with all our strength, I'm afraid we won't be able to arrive in time. How about letting the cavalry attack first?" Several generals from the Empire's Southern Second Army who were following Salton came together. Come up

"There's no rush, there's a huge amount of target supplies. No matter how fast we move, it's impossible for the army to cross the 40-meter-wide Nali River overnight. Let's just let them build the pontoon slowly. We We just need to wait quietly, recharge our batteries, and wait until the opponent starts to cross the river. That’s when we will really attack.”

"Yes, I understand!"

The generals nodded understandingly, agreeing with Salton's arrangement, a former virtuous general known as the Crippled Lion. The forbearance skills displayed in this battle impressed everyone. Feize's army also showed off its fighters along the way. Not all generals can follow the enemy for several days at a stretch and still remain cautious.

We are all soldiers, and we all know that the most terrifying opponent is not the brave and fearless person, but the enemy who lurks in the dark like a wolf, waiting for an opportunity.

Because no one can always defend with all their strength, and no one knows when it will strike a fatal blow.

And Salton is undoubtedly such a person. This man's patience is really terrible in this regard. The generals also had to admire the emperor's vision in selecting generals. In an environment like Papt's, no other famous imperial general would perform better than Salton.

There are many generals in the empire, but most of them are famous for being good at attacking. However, such a disparity in strength at the Paput battlefield is definitely rare in a century.

No matter how famous the empire general is who is good at attacking, even a lieutenant like Varisien. It is impossible to use 30,000 people to fight against 200,000. On the contrary, Salton showed a fighting state like a fish in water in such an environment, sitting back and watching tens of thousands of friendly Paput troops being defeated and slaughtered, in order to relax Fezer's army. vigilance from top to bottom

The only one who can use such despicable methods without any scruples is the Broken Lion Salton. The emperor has not appeared for a long time, and the Paputs have been beaten to pieces. Anyone in this situation will think that the situation is great. If it is said that just When leaving the royal capital, Feize's three major military groups still maintained strict control over twenty miles.

So now, after experiencing the slow bumps on the long-distance road in the plateau wilderness, and encountering different terrains, the distance between the three major military groups has widened to forty miles, and it is no longer possible to strictly maintain the formation. And obviously he is no longer as cautious as before.

On Nali River Beach, heavy rain mixed with rapids rolled down the river, and the river surface had completely submerged the river channel.

On the river beach, there are three rows of wooden camps inside and outside. A group of Fezer's light cavalry holding long flags and spears are galloping along the river. These light cavalry are wearing light mail armor and carry cavalry compound bows on their backs. There are two tubes full of feathers on top, falling in large pieces In the rain curtain, the people and horses were all white, and the speed was very fast, rolling up the white rain in the distance. At first, they were just small black dots. After ten minutes, they approached the camp gate. At this time, they could already see the horses running fast. white gas in the rain

"Urgent Order from the Chinese Army"

The two heavy wooden doors were quickly opened from the inside, and the light cavalry galloped in like an arrow from a string. They rushed into the camp gate more than 20 meters before they violently reined in their horses. The horses' hooves were grinding heavily on the muddy ground. When a piece of muddy water came out, the camp soldiers wearing broken leather armor immediately went up and grabbed the war horse, which was still breathing white at the mouth and lifting its hooves high.

"Be careful, this is an expensive purebred Antu horse. It must use the best horse feed and beans! If there is a problem with any adulteration, I want your head! A cavalry captain wearing light armor A whip hit the servant who was pulling his horse on the shoulder, and then he jumped off the strong horse, then turned around and ran quickly towards the big tent in the middle of the camp.

"I have received the order. You can go back!" In the camp, Nasrbaid, commander of Fezer's fifth regiment, placed the received order on the table and waved to the rain-covered Feizer cavalry captain.

"Sir, Lord Omu specifically explained that the emperor has not appeared for a long time. After all, it is a hidden danger. It is always good to be careful, sir."

"Okay, I understand, go back!" Nasrbad frowned slightly, do you, a little captain, dare to guide me? It is said that Omu's men are all arrogant and domineering people, but it seems to be true now. It is really a joke to think that just because he is the nominal head coach, he can point fingers at others.

When the cavalry captain left, Nasrbad, the commander of Fezer's fifth army, threw the order book in his hand into the fire with contempt. The corner of his mouth curled up in disdain, Omu was too careful all the way south. He didn't even take a breath. As the flank of the army, he had defeated the Paputs' obstruction several times in a row. He had been dragged to the end of the three clusters and was still wallowing in the mud. Even if a man is made of iron, he can't stand it. As for the emperor, there are only 30,000 to 40,000 people. How dare he block the 200,000 Fei Ze army's attack, even if he has great courage!

"Sir, another pontoon bridge has been washed away!"

At this time, the adjutant came to report with a depressed face, which made Nasrbad feel even more troubled. When he walked to the door of the military tent, he heard the noise of people and the sound of horses neighing continuously coming through the rain curtain, and several pontoons Drifting on the rolling white-capped river, there was an occasional shout. Many black spots fell into the river

"What a bunch of idiots, send more people immediately. I must get to the other side tomorrow morning!"

Nasrbad cursed angrily. If it rains so heavily, if it is exposed to the rain for a long time, not to mention people, even the trophies loaded with cars will be soaked. The gains from this battle in Paput are very rich. , the fifth legion almost wiped out the entire area of ​​King Papt. I just want to think about the way those precious Sino-Bian silk satins were soaked by the rain. How could Nasrbad care about the lives of the soldiers who came over? What's more, building pontoons is the responsibility of the lowest-status servants. , which is a little higher than the captives in terms of status. In Nasrbad's eyes, even if all these servants were put together, they were not as valuable as his own car of Zhongbia silk.

More soldiers were sent to repair the pontoon bridge, and tens of thousands of people occupied the flooded river embankment. The officers ordered angrily, and the waves hit, making a chaotic roar. As pieces of pontoon boards locked with thick ropes were thrown into the rapids, the outline of the pontoon soon appeared on the river. Three hours later, the rain in the sky began to lighten, and the soldiers of the Fifth Army on the river beach turned east. Clusters here and there, groups of three or five, gathered together, sitting on a makeshift fire to roast their wet clothes. Their weapons were casually discarded nearby. No one noticed that in the dense forest not far away, A pair of lone wolves were looking at them intently.

Salton withdrew his gaze from a distance, feeling that the attack opportunity was ripe. He slowly turned his horse around, drew his saber towards the 20,000 imperial cavalry waiting in formation behind him, and began to raise the semi-arc blade. It was as if it was suddenly stained with blood, and only one word came out of his mouth: "Kill!"

The neatly arranged armor and cavalry spears are as far as the eye can see. The rain soaked the helmet. Entering through the gap in the brim of the hat, water flowed down from the thin chins of the cavalry on horseback. No one made a sound, only the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves and splashing on the iron plates of the armor. Under the black iron helmets, there are faces that are dark with rainwater. Under the helmets, there are eyes full of murder due to fatigue. The wind mixed with water vapor hits their faces, bringing an exciting breath. The refreshing chill,

"Kill!" Salton's voice was not loud. After following someone for several days, everyone was not in a good condition. But at this moment, the backs of the cavalry began to be filled with strength, and the wolves finally Revealing their fangs and claws, countless war horses jumped out from the forest direction crazily.

Thousands of cavalry formed a huge harvesting sickle, galloping toward the river beach in the distance. The wind blew in their faces, mixed with moist water vapor. The horses' hooves stepped on the soft soil, making a crisp sound. The black-armored cavalry seemed to It swept across the earth like a strong wind, leaving behind a charging queue like a rolling dragon.

The armor plate was as cold as snow, and the metal covering on the face was neatly put down. The spear thorn in the flat end seemed to be completely absorbed by the black. The lights of the camp in front were like clouds. What was placed in front of the 20,000 imperial cavalry was such a mirror image. In that light, It seems that one can see Fezer's completely frightened face.

When the sound of "enemy attack" was heard in the camp, the imperial cavalry had already slammed into the camp gate with the sound of wind.

"Kill!" The voice that almost made the Fezer people pee in fear was overwhelming. The sharp stabbing spear used its power to stab out the body of a Fezer soldier who was about to close the door, and nailed the Fezer soldier to death. Standing on the wooden stake at the entrance of the camp, he was covered in black armor, like the imperial cavalry of the God of Vengeance emerging from the darkness. In this way, the Fezer people's hope of closing the camp gate was dashed.

Before the war horses, the Fezer soldiers sitting around the campfire were dumbfounded, and they fell backwards with disbelief on their faces. The sharp bayonets in the hands of the imperial cavalry used the horsepower to penetrate the Fezer soldiers. Before the Fezer soldiers could react, blood mixed with internal organs gushed out of their mouths. The Fifth Fezer Army did not expect that the Imperial Iron Cavalry would come at this time. After laying the pontoon bridge all night, they had already reached the edge of exhaustion. They had no strength to resist and were trampled by the crazy influx of imperial war horses. The rows of imperial cavalry pierced into the armor with their bayonets, and bright red blood spurted from the wounds. The war horses staggered, and the figures of the Fezer soldiers disappeared from sight in an instant. The tragic wailing sound was mixed with the collision of metal and flesh. The Imperial cavalry, which had an absolute advantage in numbers in the local area, rushed and almost effortlessly broke through the flank of the Fifth Fezer Army camp.

The iron cavalry swept across, unstoppable!

"Black Sheep Squadron, follow me!"

At the critical moment, a general of the Fezer army led hundreds of Fezer heavy infantrymen wearing heavy armor, holding flails and heavy swords in their hands to block the charging cavalry. The two forces were like a flood encountering a dam. The Black Sheep Squadron was the most powerful unit of the Fifth Legion. Because they were elite, they did not need to build a pontoon bridge, so they could also quickly assemble in a short time to form a barrier.

Several arrows were shot from the heavy infantry circle. Several horses in the front neighed loudly and fell to the ground with a bang. An imperial cavalryman was thrown forward and fell right into the attack range of the general. I don't know how many flails were swung and fell. The imperial cavalryman was smashed to the ground just as he stood up, his flesh and blood were all over the place.

"An 6lie!"

More imperial cavalrymen turned their horses around and rushed towards the heavy infantry. The horses rushed into the formation with a gust of wind, and the people in front of them were immediately knocked away. Those who could not dodge in time were stabbed down by the cavalrymen's spears. But at the same time, these Fezer heavy infantrymen hit the cavalrymen with their melee weapons, desperately blocking the impact of the black cavalrymen in front of them, using flails, shields, and any weapons they could find on the ground to throw them. Some soldiers of the Black Sheep Squadron simply rushed over, trying to grab the legs of the black cavalrymen and flip them off their horses! The sound of metal colliding mixed with the shouts of fighting. The two armies were like two metal monsters squeezing each other, entangled together, swords flashing, blood and flesh flying, galloping horses staggered past each other, the imperial cavalry on top swayed and fell off the horse, and the Fezer heavy infantry were also knocked out and rolled on the ground in the squeezing.

Red human blood splattered from the staggered horses. Seeing the soldiers under his command being beaten and scattered in large pieces, they were panicked and forced to jump into the river by countless cavalry. , not knowing east, west, south, north, the flank was almost penetrated in an instant, the chaos quickly spread to other troops in the camp, the soldiers were running around, completely stunned, no longer had the arrogant momentum they had on the battlefield of Papt, the Fifth Army Commander Nasirbad's face was twitching "Damn it, my Black Sheep Squadron!"

"Sir, the enemy cavalry has defeated the flank!" Nasirbad saw his personal guard captain running back from the front covered in blood, (To be continued.)

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