Realm of Power

On winter nights in Atabi Wetland, the temperature drops significantly, and the water vapor on the ground turns into layers of white frost in the cold wind. It looks like a white frost covering the land in front of you dominates everything, and the night is vast and far-reaching. , a thousand black-armored Imperial horse archers lurked in the woodland on the edge of the wilderness, the Empire The black armor of the army, in such an environment, seems to have completely blended into the forest in front of you. If you cannot walk into the forest, you will almost never find that there are so many black armored cavalry lurking in the forest. Only the noses of the war horses are visible. The coldness spurted out white smoke, adding a touch of life to the almost solid world.

An imperial scout cavalry galloped from a distance. After entering the forest, he violently reined in the panting war horse running under his crotch. Hot sweat flowed from the face of the scout cavalry, and the war horse was also overwhelmed. Breathing heavily, the scout stopped in front of an imperial cavalry officer and took out a life letter. He handed over the order and said in a solemn voice, "The target has broken through the harassment of the fifth team and is coming here. Master Reposti ordered that the enemy has been running for twenty miles along the way, and has been harassed along the way. When they arrive, Before entering the Holy Capital, you will definitely choose to camp and repair. Before dawn, you must not let the opponent continue to move forward."

"Lord Reposti's order was received, thank you." The imperial officer took the order, glanced at it, and nodded towards the scout cavalry. Behind him, the entire team of imperial black armor The cavalry began to stir

"Sir, is a fight about to begin?"

"It's finally here, and it's not in vain that we waited here for half a night!" Several cavalry captains also gathered from all around, their eyes were bright and they were gearing up, and their faces were not sure whether they were red from the cold or red from excitement. , an impatient look

"Did you all hear it? The fifth team has been broken through, so I won't say more. My order is that before dawn, any team heading north from here must be nailed here, no matter what. Will the weather be colder and snowier tonight? Do you understand?" The imperial officer said boldly, his eyes flashing, he put the order book into the gap between his armor, and glanced at the several cavalry captains sharply.

Under the gaze of this imperial officer, several cavalry captains smiled instead.

"What are you talking about, sir? Others are afraid of the cold. We Kugit people are the descendants of cold wolves. We are cold wolves who came out of the Kugit prairie with cold winds and snow. How can we be afraid of the cold, let alone the one who drives away the cold?" The best way is to run with all your strength. I dare not say anything else. I guarantee that the other party will not even be able to stop!" An imperial cavalry captain showed a sinister smile. If it were daytime, they might still be able to do it! Some are worried about the opponent's archers, but it is night now, and that is the world of the Kugits. Because of hunting and killing wolves at night all year round, the Kugits' night market capabilities far exceed those of other races. The dark night is more important to other ethnic groups. To put it bluntly, it would make them unable to see the enemy and greatly reduce their combat effectiveness, but the first thing the Kugits did as a coming-of-age ceremony was to use their own bows, arrows and scimitars to carry out a true hunt.

The night arrows of the Kugits are quite famous in the empire, with the terrifying name of the Night Blade.

On a slope three miles away from the camp, a rumbling sound came from the dark night, and a red light rose up, like a long red line illuminating the edge of the earth. It was the light of countless torches, and I saw bright torches coming from a distance. They came from everywhere, in astonishing numbers, with the roar of horse hooves. The scattered cavalry in front began to appear, and then the infantry marching in disorder began to appear, swarming towards them. With the chaotic surge here, the staggering figure of the Ikar Heavy Infantry, the white cloak of the Harvey Swordsmen Regiment was particularly eye-catching in the dark night, the team flag of the Aden Army was blown straight in the night wind, and the Holy Capital Army The soldiers on one side were in the most unbearable condition. They crossed the slope in front and refused to move again. The scattered queue could no longer move forward. Many soldiers could still see blood stains on their bodies.

"No, I can't run anymore!"

"It's hard for people to survive up there! If this continues, I'm afraid we'll starve to death before we even reach the Holy City!"

The soldiers cried and screamed, sitting down on the ground, motionless here. Even if the supervising team put the knife on their necks, they really couldn't move. They had fought fiercely for so long during the day, and they didn't even take a breather. , without even having dinner, they learned that the Holy City had been captured by the Imperial Army, and the generals ordered the entire army to retreat to the Holy Capital.

Along the way, we ran through more than 20 miles of wet and soft mud. One foot was deep and the other was shallow. Along the way, we were constantly harassed by imperial cavalry. These imperial cavalry wearing black armor were like ghosts shuttling back and forth in the dark night. , the number of people in each team is not large, but the number of times is too large, which makes the Holy City side complain. In such a cold temperature, marching hungry and hurriedly, and being knocked down by arrows shot from unknown places at every turn, the morale of the entire Holy Capital Army has almost dropped to freezing point. This is what it feels like to be in the Holy Capital. The remaining half of the distance, if you continue to run like this, you will really die!

Seeing that the Holy Capital Army had stopped moving, the armies of the southern countries also began to slowly come to a halt. After all, people are not made of iron. The Aden Army of the Southern Allied Forces was the first to give orders to camp on the spot! The leader Amor directly said, "Anyway, the Holy City has been occupied by the empire. It makes no difference whether you arrive earlier or later. Instead of the army collapsing on its own before resisting the Holy City, it is better to camp and rest on the spot and let the soldiers eat. , with sufficient energy, the distance is more than 20 miles, and we can capture it in one go! Otherwise, the morale of the army will collapse before the Holy City arrives, and there will be no talk of recapturing the Holy City at that time!

"Stop and set up camp"

The Aden army began to stop one after another, and the soldiers began to camp on the spot. The tents were opened in the surroundings, and the fire was lit. The Aden people took out the hard and frozen tents. Dried meat and started making dinner on the fire rack. The dried meat made sizzling sounds on the fire rack. Golden oil dripped into the fire below. Waves of mouth-watering barbecue smell floated in the night. , which made the eyes of other troops turn green.

Prince Lutelli of the Harvey Kingdom fell on the Aden people’s camp and frowned slightly. The Aden people’s behavior undoubtedly shook the entire army. Just as he was about to say something, a gurgling sound came from his stomach. Prince Terry's expression also changed, helpless He raised his hand and ignored it. If he keeps running like this, he is afraid that he will really fall apart. Even the people he rides on the war horse will not be able to bear it, let alone the ordinary people below who have no war horses to ride and rely entirely on two legs. Soldiers, if everyone is defeated, what else can we do to take back the Holy Capital? Since even if we barely reach the Holy Capital City tonight, we may not be able to launch an siege, it is better to camp on the spot and repair it. After repairing the remaining twenty miles, it will only take an hour or two!

"His Royal Highness Lutelli ordered to set up camp on the spot." The cavalry came galloping from the front, and the loud voice resounded all around.

"Set up camp!"

There was cheering all around, spreading to all directions. The Aden and Harvey people, who were the main forces of the coalition, chose to camp on the spot. Naturally, the Ikars and Martinliga people who suffered heavy losses in the battle with the Temple Army also We will not ask our side to force a march, and soon the camps and tents will be spread out quickly.

The only one who was furious was His Highness the New Pope. Looking at the troops that had stopped on all fronts, he looked as cold as if he wanted to kill someone. Now that he saw the armies of the four countries camped separately, he didn't take the counterattack against the Holy City at all, and she was even more angry. Standing upright, the riding crop in his hand whipped the air hard

These southerners were indeed unreliable at critical moments. She was the one who lost the Holy Capital. How could she not be in a hurry?

"I don't care what others do. Everyone in the Holy Capital Army is not allowed to rest. They must arrive at the Holy Capital City tonight!" The new Pope rode up to the general leading the team and personally urged the troops to move forward.

"Your Highness, the soldiers are very sleepy. If they are driven so forcefully, they may not be able to fight even when they reach the Holy Capital City. It is better to let the soldiers recuperate overnight and then march in at the same time with the other armies of the four countries tomorrow!" The general who led the team looked ugly. Advising the new Pope is actually an order from His Highness the Pope. It was too cruel. Now they were driven by force. There were already cases where soldiers fell to the ground and could not get up. Even the officers were complaining. What's more, the armies of the other four countries had chosen to camp, and the Holy Capital Army was forced to do so alone. If you get closer, there is a possibility of encountering the imperial army at any time.

Such an order is simply for the sake of personal face, regardless of the life and death of tens of thousands of troops! "

"The fall of the Holy Capital into the hands of the enemy is a shame for us. It has only been a day for us to suffer, so we must arrive at the Holy Capital tonight and take back the Holy Capital early tomorrow morning." The new pope interrupted the general decisively. No room for negotiation was given at all. No matter what the general said, he just emphasized

"We must arrive at the Holy Capital tonight. This is non-negotiable. Even if we cannot launch an attack on the Holy Capital tonight, at least I will let the Holy Capital know that I, His Highness the Pope, have arrived at the Holy Capital in person." The new pope's expression Ao Ran, staring at the darkness in the distance, which is the direction of the Holy City

"Your Highness!" The Holy City Army general's body trembled slightly with anger, his eyes full of anger and sadness.

"Execute the order!"

The new pope snorted with a cold face. She was not completely unreasonable in the past. At least she still gave face to the military generals. After all, if you want to secure the position of the pope, the support of the military is also very important. But at this moment, She was already in chaos and couldn't even protect herself. How could she take the military's feelings into consideration! The Holy City fell into the hands of the Empire, which meant that the Presbyterian Council of the Holy City also fell into the hands of the Empire. As long as the Empire followed suit, the Presbyterian Council could remove himself as the new pope, just like depriving Potamia. The new pope would have been Gorgeous Her face showed a hint of ferocity under the torch. Potamia jumped out of the siege at the last moment and escaped, making the outcome that could have been a complete victory even more confusing. The imperial army's occupation of the Holy Capital made this battle even more successful. Pay it forward

For others, the Holy City is just a strategic point. For her, the new pope, the Holy City is everything and her greatest support. Why do the southern countries support her? Because she holds the Holy City in her hands. Why can she become the new pope? Because she holds the Holy City in her hands. Now the Holy City is gone, just like knocking off the root of all her sources. Without the Holy City, what is she? So others can wait, but she can't wait! Before this happens, at all costs, the Holy City must be recaptured! The new pope is now full of this in his mind!

"We will hold off the Holy City tonight and launch an attack tomorrow morning. Are you kidding me? Soldiers are human beings, not stones that don't know fatigue!" When the news came out, the Holy City Army was in an uproar, but facing the order of the new Pope, the extremely exhausted Holy City Army could only continue to advance forward. The dragging team stretched out sloppily. If it wasn't too dark and they couldn't see the surroundings clearly, they would probably have deserters.

Atabi Wetland, cold river beach,

The cold wind hit his face. In the black sky, the seventh squad leader Matlen's eyes fell on the front. The cold froze white frost between his eyebrows. However, for these imperial cavalrymen who were born in Kugit, the coldness in front of them was still within the tolerable range. In the northern grasslands frozen by the cold wind, the temperature at night often dropped to minus 15 to 20 degrees Celsius, and there were raging winter blizzards, which often engulfed tribes and livestock. Fighting is a battle that every Kugit has to face year after year since they set foot on the ground. Although the temperature of Atabi Wetland is low, it is the real southern region, and it is still quite far from the really cold Kugit Northern Grassland. They are wolves from the cold plateau, looking at the enemies that are beginning to appear in front of them with the eyes of looking at prey. The exhausted Holy City Army appears in their sight. Because the morale of the army is too low, the Holy City Army's forward marching column is completely scattered. Some soldiers use their weapons and crutches to move step by step in the muddy wetland, and some even throw their weapons away. Since the upper level does not let everyone live, why should everyone work hard for the upper level? Aren't we supposed to arrive at the foot of the Holy City tonight? As long as the people arrive, it will be fine. As for weapons, it doesn't say that we have to arrive at the foot of the Holy City! "Prepare for the assault!" Matlen from the Seventh Squad looked at the Holy City Army that was scattered by the woods and raised his hand towards his subordinates behind him. The enemies in front of him were simply a bunch of lambs with no resistance, as if they were delivered to him. The majestic warhorse under him seemed to know how anxious its master was, and it raised its front hooves and neighed softly in the night. The sound of the horse's hooves hitting the ground suppressed all other sounds in the night! The firelight illuminated the road ahead of them, and they drew their swords! A flash of sword light flashed from the darkness, rolled over, and directly hit the middle of the Holy City Army, cutting them in half!