Realm of Power

Between the sky and the rain, the cavalry cracked the ground, shouting for killing like a tide.

"Stop them!"

The officer of the Royal Guards of Hérault, Viscount Caineferre, was covered in mud and water and wore fine armor. He shouted and raised his family heirloom sword to face the boundless black tide that was coming. There were countless people wearing black armor. The cavalry, like demons suddenly emerging from the rain, attacked swiftly and fiercely. Almost as soon as the contact came into contact, it was like a sharp blade cutting through butter. The cold cavalry spears were lined up in a row, setting off a bloody tide among the Imperial Guards who hurriedly responded. Such a scene only happened in a short period of lightning. Viscount Kennerferre's five hundred subordinates were all penetrated directly.

As the adjutant of General Troon on the front line of the rearguard of the formation, he was also the commander of Hérault who was first exposed to the fierce attack of the enemy's cavalry. He was a descendant of the famous Caina family in the Héro military circles. The heavy sword in the hand of Caina Ferre He was struck on the horse of a black-armored cavalry, and was quickly knocked out by a huge force. The sunken armor on his abdomen suddenly made him feel that his whole body seemed to be broken.

"Kill!"

"Fight them!"

Various shouts reached the ears of the paralyzed Kena Ferre, and three or four bodies of the Eero Guards were quickly piled on top of him. It was precisely because of this that the seriously injured Kena Ferre Viscount Ferret miraculously survived. In his vague perception, it was like experiencing the most terrifying nightmare. The tragic and courageous shouting of the Hérault Guards was in front of the enemy. Collapsed under the impact of the people, His Majesty Farouk's royal flag fell, and a large number of Eero soldiers were fleeing in all directions. It was no longer clear which legion fled first. Only some small groups were still in this battle situation. They struggled to hold on, but in the blink of an eye, the black-armored cavalry group swept away like a hurricane, and the huge wave of blood drowned everything. . . . . .

"...Fight out! Protect His Majesty——"

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with your Majesty, our royal flag..."

"Run, His Majesty is dead. If you don't want to die, just run!"

This was the last sound Viscount Kennerferre heard in his coma.

The rain was vast, and trickles were flowing along the gullies on the ground. However, these trickles were a shocking dark red color. Countless corpses were lying in the muddy water in the entire area. Some of the pits formed by explosions had broken limbs. Broken arms are everywhere. More than 100,000 Eero troops died in the battle last night. Tens of thousands of people were chased and slaughtered while fleeing. Tens of thousands more died due to physical limitations. As a result, they fell on the road. Under the cold rain, there were less than six thousand people who had the opportunity and physical strength to walk back to the capital of Aero. This was a very cruel number. The Aero Empire not only paid a The emperor also has a total of 160,000 elite troops. If the losses of the religious legion are included, nearly 300,000 lives were lost on the battlefield of Lutiya Castle last night.

Such a tragic loss was that after the stubborn Pope Potamia won the final victory in the battle, he immediately ordered the religious legions who were unable to fight to temporarily retreat. Naturally, the empire's 30,000 cavalry would no longer stay here. Waiting for the arrival of the eastern frontier army of 100,000 eros, instead heading towards the port of eros To evacuate, no one knows what the 100,000-thousand-strong Eastern Hérault frontier troops will do after discovering the death of Emperor Hérault. According to the current situation of the religious legion, Pope Potamia naturally does not want to become one of the 100,000-thousand-strong army The goal of the eastern frontier army was to give the evacuation order because they did not want to take the blame for the empire!

At noon, the rain had stopped,

Two scouts sent from the eastern frontier army appeared on the slope north of Lutia Fort. After running at high speed, the two scouts were already out of breath when they arrived. However, the battlefield in front of them, which was like Shura hell, made the two The scout's face was extremely heavy. There was no trace of the Royal Capital Army and the Eastern Army, totaling nearly 200,000 people, commanded by His Majesty Farouk. All that can be seen is miles of muddy water filled with dead people, most of them corpses wearing the red armor of the Erro army. The team flag that once represented the team's glory has turned into rags. The strips were mixed in the muddy water, and all they could see was red human blood flowing like a stream along the muddy ravines on the ground. Such a tragic scene left the two scouts stunned.

"Where is His Majesty's army? An army of 200,000 people. What happened overnight!" A scout gasped with a horrified expression.

"It's too early to make a judgment now. It may be His Majesty's side that wins, or His Majesty Farouk may be chasing the enemy." The companion next to him was obviously more able to calm down. Although his expression was still horrified, he still suppressed it. With his inner emotions, he carefully scanned the battlefield in front of him, hoping to get evidence that would be favorable to Ero's side.

But as his eyes swept across the battlefield littered with corpses, his face became even paler. They were all corpses of Erro soldiers. Although it was impossible to estimate, judging the number was the basic ability of a scout of the army. The Erro army in front of him There are probably more than 100,000 corpses, and they were trampled in the mud. The military flags of each team are even more of a problem. The military flag is the glory of a team. If it were not in an extreme state of embarrassment or was defeated and dispersed, these military flags outlined with expensive gold lines would never fall into the mud and be left unattended. The corpses of Hérault soldiers lying on the battlefield for miles will not remain uncollected.

Based on this calculation, it is too self-deceptive to insist that Eero's side won the victory. However, if His Majesty Faruk's army of 200,000 was wiped out overnight, the two scouts really could not accept this. The army of 200,000 was just... Last night, they were all wiped out less than thirty miles away from the eastern frontier army. If this situation was reported, no one would believe it.

"But if you don't believe it, what is in front of you?" A scout sighed slightly, his eyes paused at the most tragic location on the battlefield ahead, and his pupils suddenly couldn't help but shrink into a small dot, and a trembling sound came from his mouth. Said "That is... His Majesty's Guards Formation!!"

"What are you talking about, His Majesty's Guards Formation? No way, His Majesty's Guards Formation is possible... Oh my god, it's really the Guards. What happened here last night!" Another scout heard his companion's voice and turned around with disdain. His voice suddenly stopped and his face suddenly turned pale.

One hundred and fifty meters ahead on a slope, there are layers of corpses. It can be seen that there has been a very fierce battle, like a flame that ignited everything. The entire battlefield is like a huge fan. , and as the origin of the fan, it is undoubtedly this place. The enemy breaks through from this area, and finally spreads to the entire front, and this Eero army also fights until the last person, the kind of still-remnant The aura of brutal killing almost blows in the face with the wind, making people feel oppressive and hard to breathe. Although the armor styles of this legion have been sunk into dust and mud, the basic styles can still be seen. There is no doubt that. It is the armor style of the Royal Guards of the Ero Empire. Zhang Yang's eagle-wing helmet represents the elite status of the Guards. The Guards armor is also equipped with two golden tassels hanging from the shoulders.

If it were under the sun, it would look as if two golden wings were spread out on the back of the armor, as dazzling as it was. But now, these golden tassels have completely turned into a bright red that is soaked with human blood. It's like being stepped on countless times, but because of this, people can confirm it at a glance

The Eero Royal Guards, the most elite force in the entire Eero Empire, fought to the death here. What happened last night!

Quick, let's go over there and see if anyone is still alive. I hope there are still people alive. Otherwise, how can we go back and report?

The two scouts quickly ran over. The formation of His Majesty's Royal Guards was actually in such a scene. The two scouts felt that their scalps were exploding because of His Majesty's personal safety. They did not dare to think about it anymore. Now they could only hope. We were able to find a living person and figure out what was going on. During the search, a vague sound of pain made the faces of the two searching scouts look happy.

Following the sound, he found the location of the injured Viscount Kennerferre. After moving away the several corpses stacked on top, Viscount Kennerferre, whose chest was still heaving, was pulled out by two scouts and finally emerged from the pile of dead people. They found someone who was not dead, and the two scouts couldn't care less about Viscount Kennerferre's pain, so they hurriedly put Viscount Kennerferre on a horse. In any case, they finally had an explanation!

"Your Majesty Falcon, as allies, shouldn't we support and help each other? Why did Your Majesty obviously have the ability to launch an attack in advance? Why did he wait until our religious regiment was defeated and collapsed before launching the attack? If it had been earlier, the situation would have been different. It would be so tragic! "In the imperial army camp stationed outside the Port of Hérault, Pope Putamia was wearing a white robe. He opened the curtain of the Falcon Emperor's tent, and his long, cloud-like hair was tied into an exquisite bun on the back of his head. He looked at the Imperial Emperor who was looking at the map of Eero with cold eyes, thinking of the Legion Army that was full of wounded soldiers. At the camp, Putamia's gorgeous face was very ugly, and she almost ran away. If that was the case, it would be a big joke!

"I only have 30,000 cavalry. In front of me is the 200,000-strong army led by Emperor Hérault himself. Behind me are more than 100,000 Hérault's eastern frontier troops who are eagerly approaching Emperor Hérault. If it were replaced by anyone else, , would not take such a risk to save His Highness the Pope. If that were the case, His Highness the Pope would never come to me so leisurely to question me now. , but to flee with the Eero army chasing them along the way. If this is not an ally, then I don’t know what is an ally! "The fat man raised his head calmly and looked at Pu with sharp eyes. Damia's calm expression made Pudamia, who originally wanted to take this opportunity to force the empire to invest more troops, unable to refute for a moment.

"Your Majesty, with a mere 30,000 cavalry, caused the collapse of Emperor Aero's 200,000-strong army, and even himself died under His Majesty's sword... I, Potamia, am too harsh, please don't care about it." "Pudamia suddenly nodded and apologized to the fat man with a very solemn expression. Putamia's behavior made the fat man narrow his eyes slightly.

"His Highness the Pope, it would be better if you say anything directly. After all, we are allies now!"

"Since His Majesty Falcon is so straightforward, I will not waste time. I have only one purpose for coming this time, and that is to ask the empire to assist our religious order in conquering the capital of Eero!" Putamia said solemnly to the fat man Sitting down across from me, my pretty face like the bright moon turned red for a rare moment. Under the flaming gaze of the Falcon Emperor, he vaguely felt as if everything about him was being seen through. Even the Pope of the Order State, who ruled over tens of millions of people, was still essentially a woman, being raped by a god-like person. When a man looks directly at him, he always feels a stirring in his heart.

"Our empire has provided fifty Imperial Thunder Gods free of charge. This kind of assistance is the first of its kind in the empire!" The fat man rolled his eyes. He wanted to trick the empire into attacking the capital of Aero in just one sentence. It was really a dream.

"Tell me, what exactly does Your Majesty want to help our religious group conquer the capital of Eero? As long as it's not too much, I can agree!" Putamia's pretty face was as white as white, and she gritted her teeth. She could tell, Falcon This is the emperor's true nature of raising prices from the ground up.

"The Legion Army is now losing its troops. Only less than 80,000 troops remain from more than 100,000 troops. Although Emperor Ayrault died in the battle, the Eastern Army still has more than 100,000 troops. Why is His Highness the Pope still so persistent? For the time being, Wouldn't it be better to retreat and recuperate? "Fatty glanced at Putamia disapprovingly. Fatty is an absolute veteran in negotiations. He knows the principle of playing hard to get, and knows that the more he shows that he doesn't care, the more the other party will. You can lower your bottom line

"Your Majesty, why do you ask questions when you know everything?"

Putamia gritted her teeth with a white face, and said angrily, "Our army fought bloody battles for more than half a year, and only at such a tragic cost did we reach the outskirts of the capital of Aero. The war between our religious group and the Aero Empire has come to an end." At the current level, either our religious group's army has captured the capital of the Eero Kingdom, or the Eero people have brutally retaliated against our religious organization after their recovery. There will be no truce between the two sides. The only way out now is to capture the capital of Ero and force the Ero people to move south. Otherwise, once the Ero people regain their strength, our religious order will be destroyed! And in this battle, Emperor Ero will die! If the Ero people regain their strength in the hands of the empire, they will not let the empire go! Now it’s just you and me who can attack the capital of Ero!”

"Haha, is that so? Then I'm really looking forward to the revenge of the Elro people. As for the fat piece of the Elro capital, it would be better for His Highness the Pope to go there himself!" The fat man laughed, and Putamia actually threatened What a joke, myself. The Order State is afraid of the revenge of the Elero people, but the Empire is not!

"What do you mean by excessive?"

The fat man deliberately looked at Putamia up and down with a lustful look. To be honest, the pope of the cult was definitely a first-rate beauty, with a straight and slender nose and bright red and plump lips. Her skin is as white as if she has rarely been exposed to sunlight. Her two strong and plump breasts are wrapped in a silver-gray robe, which contrasts sharply with her slender waist.

"If your majesty thinks that I, Putamia, am worthy of the six provinces north of Aero, I won't mind!" Putamia's pretty face turned red as if she wanted to drip blood, but she deliberately held herself up. Just some exaggerated breasts

"The province north of Eero belongs to Eero even if it is now occupied by the Order State. His Highness the Pope is really lacking in sincerity in using this to make a deal!" The fat man retracted his gaze and curled his lips slightly.

"It belongs to Erro now, of course, but if Your Majesty assists our religious group to defeat the capital of Erro, the Erro royal family will inevitably move south. We, Putamia, will naturally have a way to make those northern areas become the empire's areas." Putami Ya's deep blue water-like pupils flashed with a hint of luster, and her tone became quite confident.

"The royal family of Eero moved south... Those areas became an empire... You mean, you can make Eero split!" A look of astonishment appeared on the fat man's originally interested face.