Realm of Power

Putting down the report on the Battle of the Royal Capital for the fifth time, a burly man stood in front of the window. His face was gloomy and even colder than the weather outside. He was wearing the uniform of General Fezer, and his whole body was exposed. He has a steady look, thick eyebrows like a knife, and his sharp gaze looks into the rain outside the window, as if he wants to penetrate this dark rainy night,

The adjutant pushed the door in from the outside and reported to him with an ugly face, "Sir, the situation outside is very bad. As of today, the number of deserters has exceeded 1,300. The soldiers have no intention of fighting, and the generals are also uneasy. They all said The main force is trapped deep in the royal capital and may be destroyed at any time by the royal army from both sides. ""The border guards, who have been glorious for hundreds of years, will soon become a thorn in the side of the royal family who wants to deal with Hou Kuai. Now the only one who can go to the royal capital to rescue is the Lord. However, the Lord has not issued the order for a long time. It is obvious that he wants to sit back and watch Lord Feletri's defeat. Some people said...!" The adjutant paused and did not dare to continue.

"What did you say? You said I want to replace Mr. Ferretri?"

The strong man turned around with an unusually calm expression, and snorted disdainfully, "What kind of things do these guys who have had their heads kicked by donkeys dare not say? Don't they know that Sir Ferrietri is finished, and the army Fang is the fish on the royal chopping board, who Who is the person that the royal family must get rid of instead of Ferretri? "I don't have a single soldier in my hand, and I have no title. How can I rescue you?" The strong man had an unconcealable smile on his face, holding his hand. The report on the table was slapped hard "The battle in the Royal Capital is already a dead end that cannot be changed. The Royal Army has 300,000 troops, attacking from both sides, and the portal Alec is in hand. It's so overwhelming. I ordered the rescue, but I'm afraid I haven't reached the Royal Capital yet. Those guys were the only ones running away. They were obviously planning to run away halfway, or they were planning to sell out the entire border guard force to earn some capital for themselves, but they said that I didn't rescue them for my own selfish reasons. Don’t you feel blushing?”

He was the famous Feize general Omu who escaped from the battlefield of Paput. In the Battle of Paput, two hundred thousand Feize soldiers died and surrendered. Only Omu decisively gave up the burden of the spoils. He also used the greed of other legions to delay the emperor's pursuit, and finally returned to Feize with 40,000 remaining troops.

Although Fezer was the victor in the Paput War, the 200,000-strong army only came back with dismal results. He also discarded all the baggage and the mountains of trophies that King Paput had. As the commander-in-chief of the entire army, The hidden secrets are completely a joke among the border guards, and the military and the royal family suddenly turned against each other. Austria's life would have been even more difficult. If Ferrietri hadn't appreciated his abilities, he might have even been deprived of his position as general. The main force of the military entered the royal capital, but Omu was appointed as the guard of the base camp. To put it bluntly, he was a housekeeper. He was not even given a cup of leftovers. Moreover, tens of thousands of elites brought back by his subordinates from the Paput battlefield , was transferred away for various reasons, and was incorporated into other generals' troops, saying it was a loan. In fact, no one has ever paid it back, and Omu is now the real polished commander!

"Either. Just pretend to be sick!"

The adjutant held his blue cheek and blinked his pitiful eyes. He is Omu's adjutant. If Omu does not order the rescue, his life will not be easy. Now he is like a rat crossing the street. He is also the god of plague that everyone avoids. The eyes of his military colleagues are not only contempt but anger. These officers dare not fight against Omu. Hey, don't you dare to hit a little adjutant?

"You mean, hand over this burden to Zamouli?" Omu touched his chin with his hand, his eyes flickered, and he obviously understood what the adjutant meant. The generals were clamoring for rescue, weren't they just looking at their own hands? If you don't have any soldiers and you know that you can't rescue them, then you just risk your life and go to your destination. Although Zamuri was responsible for guarding the base camp like himself, he had Feser's Tenth Army with 13,000 men under his command, and he was also Feletri's confidant. This left-behind is only in name, the real left-behind is actually Zamuri

"Okay, let's do it this way." Omu nodded with understanding. This kind of life of taking the blame is really not for people. At this moment, the guard ran in with a report in a panic.

"What's wrong?" Omu frowned slightly. Looking at the sweaty face of the guard, he couldn't help but feel a bad feeling in his heart. It couldn't be a battle in the Royal Capital. The result has already been achieved, right? The battle has already tensed up every god After all, the royal army has decided the overall situation. Feletli's direct army will be wiped out at any time. Where will the tens of thousands of people left in the border guard base camp go? Who knows whether the royal family will encircle and suppress these tens of thousands of remaining troops or accept them? There is no bottom!

"I just got the news that Mr. Zamuli died this afternoon while dealing with a deserter incident. He was suddenly approached by a bystander soldier and stabbed three times in the back. He is still unconscious. The assassin took advantage of the chaos and escaped. The Tenth Army is working hard to arrest them!" the guard reported breathlessly. Omu's office was on the third floor. He ran up to the third floor with the report and was still wearing armor. It's no wonder that the guard looked embarrassed.

"Damn, this ****** is a bastard!"

Hearing the news, Omu felt his eyes darken and almost fell to the ground. What he did was to directly put a super blame on his head. It was just said that he wanted to replace Felletri. Then came the assassination of Ferretri's confidant Zamuri, what a coincidence!

"Call the remaining guards immediately and set a 100-meter cordon!"

Ome walked to the clothes rack and took off his armor from it. At the same time, he shouted an order to the adjutant with a pale face. The remaining guard team was his own 300 personal guards, and they were the only force he could mobilize at the moment. The base camp was destined to be in chaos. Got it! As for whether Zamouli's assassination was done by the royal family or by one of the remaining generals, it doesn't matter anymore. Think about the Tenth Army under Zamouli. Tens of thousands of people were out of control as if they were crazy. Omu's face changed. Why did he get into this? It's unreasonable! Omu was about to vomit blood in grievance. He had given up all the military power. Why was it still so miserable? If he had known this, he might as well not have come back. The worst he could do was surrender to the Falcon Empire. At least the Falcon Emperor was still good at ensuring the treatment of prisoners. It has a good reputation, as long as you are willing to pay for it. When the war is over, it will be put back intact, but it will be nothing like now. Completely trapped in such a fatal mess!

"Sir, someone wants to see you" at this time. Another guard ran in in panic.

"Is there someone asking for a meeting? Are you kidding me? In the entire border guard force, whoever has eaten too much should come to see me at this time!" Omu gritted his teeth with a ferocious face, as if he wanted to eat people. What are the guards doing? They don't know how to look. Does it depend on the situation? Please see me, please see your sister!

"Oh, you are still as angry as ever!" A slightly embarrassed cough sounded. Then a figure that stunned Ou walked in from the door

"Why... why are you here!" Omu's body trembled, his eyes widened in shock, and he stared at the person who would never appear in front of him, Nars, commander of the fifth army of the Fezer Border Guard. Bader

"If I'm not here, where should I be? In the emperor's prison?" Narsbad shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the sofa opposite Omu.

"Didn't you lead the army to surrender?" Omu suppressed the fear in his heart and gestured to the adjutant. The adjutant quickly poured two glasses of red wine and brought them in, then closed the door from the outside. There are only two people left in the room

"Yeah, but I agreed to some of their conditions, and the emperor let me go." Narsbad half leaned on the sofa. He picked up the wine glass nonchalantly, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Don't look at me with such contempt. Is your current situation much better than mine? When Zamuli was assassinated, you were the biggest suspect. Object, speaking of which, I was once the deputy commander of the Tenth Army, right? Their understanding is much better than yours. That is a real field army of more than 10,000 people, a group of tough guys who will draw swords on each other if they disagree with each other. Under the instigation of people, they will identify you as the person behind the assassination. Black Hand, why don’t you eat this polished commander alive!”

"Zamuli was assassinated, it was you who did it! What do you want!" Omu's expression was shocked, and he clenched his fingers fiercely. He seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Narsbad with a fixed look.

Before becoming the commander of the Fifth Army, Narsbaid was the deputy commander of the Tenth Army. He served as deputy commander of the Tenth Army for eight years, while Zamouli had only been with the Tenth Army for three years. The Tenth Army's deep roots are in no way comparable to Narsbad's. To say that Narsbad doesn't have one or two confidants in the Tenth Army, how is it possible? The people who contacted Zamouri's assassination were soldiers of the Tenth Army. Then everything will be clear

"It's nothing, I'm just negotiating a deal with you." Narsbad put down his wine glass and looked out the window. Countless fires were coming and going on the ground. They were the fires of the Tenth Army searching for assassins. Many fires were heading towards Coming from this direction,

"What kind of deal?" Omu looked solemn and asked in a deep voice.

"His Royal Highness is in your hands." Naersbaid looked back from a distance and smiled faintly. "Don't you think that His Majesty the King is old and Feize needs a new king who is young and strong? As long as Feletri is destroyed, you He is the nominal head of the military."

"Are you crazy! Do you know what you are talking about!" Omu jumped up from his seat as if his butt was burned, his eyes filled with disbelief. I am a polished commander with only a few subordinates. One hundred people, facing the mighty king's army of 300,000, the name is useless!

King Lauryn II is old, but his ruthless methods are definitely the best among the Fezer kings in the past.

The victory of the royal army is imminent. One hundred thousand elites under Ferretri's direct command have been defeated. How much trouble can the tens of thousands of distracted border guards make? Omu really wonders if Narsbad can no longer think normally. Got it! Changing the king, do you think changing the king is as simple as one sentence!

How much strength and bloodshed are needed to support a new king? Do you, Narsbad, know what it means to overestimate one's capabilities?

"You don't have to rush to answer me, I have time!" Narsbad was already expecting Austria's anger. He leaned on the sofa and seemed to be talking to himself, "It's a pity, the night wind is like a knife, Han Yu Ning Bing, whether someone can see the light of tomorrow is another matter! It's a pity that the other person recognizes me, otherwise I need to come to you? Really, people don't know the blessings!"

"You!" Omu's body trembled with anger. How come this bastard was beheaded by the Emperor when he wasn't in Caniyaro!

Zamouri was assassinated, and the entire Fezer Border Guard Base Camp was shaken. In the name of searching for the murderer, Fezer's Tenth Army turned the entire base camp upside down. Team after team of troops shuttled through the base camp, creating a commotion. , inevitably spread, and soon, in the middle of the night, a huge number of torches began to appear in front of the building where Omu was located.

An officer of the Tenth Army was stopped by the guard, and the two sides quarreled, "Why don't you let us in? We want to search for the murderer who assassinated Lord Zamuli!" The officer looked angrily and completely ignored the guard standing in front of him. He was in charge of border defense. Guards at the military headquarters building

"Ahead is the headquarters building. We can't let you in without orders!" The guard captain looked at the hundreds of excited soldiers of the Tenth Army in front of him, and a hint of timidity appeared on his face unconsciously. At this time, a member of the Tenth Army The soldiers of the army ran to the officer and whispered a few words in his ear,

The officer's expression changed, his gaze suddenly became ferocious, and his tone suddenly became extremely cold, "Don't you always set up a post at the entrance of the headquarters? Why are you here today? It's a hundred miles away from the headquarters building. Mi! Are you scared, or do you have something in your heart? Tell me, is the assassin yours?"

"I don't know what you are talking about. We are just on duty," the guard captain said with a solemn face. "You must be guilty! That despicable and shameless man, Omu, left Lord Nars on the Paput battlefield and ran away alone." "Guy, someone clearly saw an unidentified person entering the headquarters building!" The officer of the Tenth Army seemed to have caught some flaw at once, his angry eyes were bloodshot, and his hand even directly grabbed the handle of his sword. Hand it over, or we'll go in and search!"

"Yes, we have to go in and search!"

More and more soldiers of the Tenth Army gathered around, and soon there were thousands of them. Some soldiers even pushed out the siege equipment. The sound of the crowd's excitement was like a huge wave. It reached Omu's office. Looking out from the office window, countless torches dyed half of the sky red. In contrast, Omu's 300 personal guards, holding shields in their hands, formed a shield wall that had been compressed into the building. Less than thirty meters ahead, struggling to hold on without a complete collapse

"Sir, we can't stop it any longer. The Tenth Army is about to rush in!" The adjutant stumbled in from the outside with a gray face. Omu could only grit his teeth and look at Narsbad who looked indifferent. "Let's talk. , what do you want me to do! "A good man doesn't suffer the consequences of his life!" In this chaotic situation, once the Tenth Army really rushes in, everything will be out of control! Compared to being scolded as a madman, Omu still feels that his life is more important!

"I'm glad you made the right choice!" Naersbaid stood up slowly, grinned at Omu who looked annoyed, then turned to Omu's adjutant and said, "Go tell the Tenth Army Man, the murderer is hiding in the basement of the Eighth Army headquarters, they will know what to do!”

(To be continued.)