Realm of Power

The corpses of war horses and people almost piled up in the collision of several breaches, with thick blood spilling out. The resistance of the Martin Liya people was broken. From the gap in the camp, like pieces of rocks in the frontal collision, Spreading around, the fire was blazing, and the sky reflected was blood red. "Don't retreat! Don't retreat."

The imperial cavalry who rushed into the Martin Liya crowd was like a heavy hammer hitting the iron felt, rolling up a bloody mess inside the Martin Liya crowd. The densely packed tents were crowded with people. In the wooden city, flames were blazing, most of them were ignited, and in the alternation of darkness and light, the crowd's excitement The massing was like a real ocean, and the fighting in the gap was like water dripping into boiling oil. The imperial army, composed of 30,000 imperial heavy armored infantry as the main body, at this moment, was attacking with full force. There are more than 200,000 people in the wooden city barrier. If other people saw this scene, they would definitely say that the empire is crazy.

Under normal circumstances, such an intense battle is unlikely to cause the collapse of an army of more than 200,000 people. It may even be swallowed up by the Martin Liya people in a single counterattack. But when these more than 200,000 people are confined to one It's another thing to seize the opportunity to launch a strong attack in a specific space where the fire is raging. Most of the wooden city is already covered in flames. , it was impossible to extinguish it. This fire completely burned away the determination of the Martin Liya people to fight. There were only two ways in front of the Martin Liya people, either to hold on to the wooden city, and then be crushed by the main force of the empire in the ruins of the wooden city. Kill, or withdraw from Mucheng, before the main force of the imperial army arrives, and gain a chance of escaping back home from this devastating defeat.

At this moment, Martin Liya's shortcomings as a tribal alliance country have completely exploded without the necessary suppression.

"Evacuate, evacuate immediately, don't delay any longer"

"The bastard Tenth Legion actually abandoned us and ran away. If they hadn't run away first, how would the imperial army have come in?"

The Lords of Martin Liya cursed loudly, turned around and ordered their troops to withdraw from Wooden City. If they stayed in Wooden City at this time, they would be seeking death. Under this fire, the barrier of Wooden City was completely destroyed. Of course they were not willing to fight like a tiger emerging from the forest. The Imperial Army was strangled together, the Empire's heavy armor was rampant across the world, and the direction of Getaia was personally conducted by Varisien, the Empire's most adept at raiding. Fighting, ruthless and unwilling to surrender, in order to drive the defeated army to attack other Martin Liya, it is not right, even if the Martin Liya surrenders and surrenders on the ground, the imperial soldiers will chop him in the head, even if there is a small group of Martin Liya The troops resisted tenaciously. As other surrounding Martin Tooth troops fled, these resisting troops were immediately pushed into the black tide of the Empire's heavy armor.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way"

"I don't want my life at all." "Don't block my way." The collapse of the 200,000-strong army cannot be stopped from top to bottom. There were crazy shouts everywhere, and the front line in contact with the imperial army was like a huge meat grinder, squeezing the few Martin Liya people who completely resisted into powder and plasma, while the south gate of Mucheng was not ignited by the flames. In this location, a large crowd of people gathered inside. The wooden city gate had not originally considered this situation to occur. It was just a temporary entrance and exit wide enough for three or four people to stand side by side. Wherever it went, it set off a bloody storm and defeated layers of resistance. Now more than 100,000 people are crowded here at once. Behind them are the burning tents and the shouts of killing are rising straight into the sky. The defeated troops who were dispersed from the front have been completely discouraged. The situation here has made the situation worse. More confusion appears,

Although the battle on the imperial cavalry side was not as massive and crazy as the infantry attack, the several attacks caused the Martin Liya people to disperse when they tried to gather outside the city. The disadvantage of the Martin Liya people without the main force of the cavalry was revealed at this moment. undoubtedly. Because of the lack of cavalry, even with an absolute advantage in strength, we could only watch the imperial cavalry rush in like a flock of eagles, and then pass by on the flanks, like a seemingly loose but flexible school of fish. Around this huge retreating crowd, people kept wandering around or lighting up rockets. Spots shot out like rain, illuminating the scene of the Martinites withdrawing from the wooden city in a bright light. "Sir, I just received it. "The adjutant came up and hurriedly handed a received order to Varisien on the wall. After Varisian glanced over, his face suddenly became extremely solemn. He closed the general's report with both hands and held it in his hand. He handed the military report to the adjutant, took a deep breath and said, "Salon's Southwest Army crossed the river three hours ago and is heading towards Getaiya." "What, Lord Salon's Southwest Army has already crossed the river." Is there a river? "Deputy The official looked stunned. Although the empire won the battle in the river, it was able to hold back several times the enemy with inferior troops and a high-impact cavalry group. It is conceivable that the casualties on the empire's side must have been heavy. We have just finished the Battle of the River. The soldiers need to rest, the wounded need to be moved, the weapons and baggage need to be added and repaired, and new combat soldiers need to be added. This cannot be done in just a few hours. "Yes, it will take at least a day or so, but unfortunately, in just a few hours, Salon's Southwest Army came across the river completely regardless of these things." His Majesty's arrangement was indeed brilliant. "Unexpectedly, the adjutant heard that Wari Sean let out a sigh. He originally thought that His Majesty asked Salon to let the defeated army escape just to shake the morale of Martin Liya's army. That was too simple. It turned out that the real action was Salon's Southwest Army! "What do you mean, sir?" The adjutant looked blank. What does letting go of Martin's defeated army have anything to do with Lord Salon's Southwest Army?

"Can't you see it yet? Allowing the defeated army to go south will inevitably cause other Martin's army to waver. Everyone can see this, but what most people can't see is that although the empire won the river battle, However, the emperor defeated a large cavalry group that was nearly three times the number of his own with inferior troops. After victory, it was inevitable that It is common sense to repair for at least a day or two, otherwise the physical strength and weapons of the troops under his command will not be replenished and they will not be able to participate in the next battle. However, Salon's southwest army was not involved in the river battle. From the beginning of this holy capital battle , Salon's Southwest Army has been kept out of the war. This was actually the emperor's deliberate act!

Varisien's voice paused, and he stared sharply at the fire in the direction of Mucheng, and continued, "Your Majesty is so dedicated, and what he did was to release the tiger of the Southwest Army at the last moment. The victory of the river battle will be a decisive victory for the longing." For the Southwest Army in this battle, it is definitely like a shot in the arm. Martin Liya and others When everyone thought that the imperial army needed at least a day to repair, no one would have thought that Salon's Southwest Army would forcefully move south at night. Don't forget, there are thirty or forty miles from Getaiyamu to the river, four of which Each acropolis is also surrounded by Martin Liya people. The news of the river war will inevitably shake these Martin Liya people. When Martin Liya's army was retreating hastily, you can imagine what would happen if it ran into Salon's Southwest Army. "Hiss!" Hearing this, the adjutant's face changed color. Taking a breath of air, the entire imperial military knew that the one-eyed dragon Salon was the most aggressive general among the famous generals in the empire. Because of the strong financial support of the Southwest Region of the Empire, the Southern Legion is more elite than other Imperial Legions in terms of weapons and equipment, and it has attacked and defeated the enemy head-on in several battles. Therefore, it is also called the Imperial Wolf within the Imperial Army. Under normal circumstances, Martin's army cannot block the southwest area, let alone under such circumstances.

In fact, a total of more than 60,000 people from the Twelfth, Fifteenth and Eighteenth Armies of the Martin Liga Army are still stranded outside these four acropolises. It is not that they do not want to withdraw, but because they believe that although the Imperial Army has obtained the river The victory of the battle itself must be a tragic victory. Within a few hours, it should be impossible to continue to move south in a large scale. Most of the horses of Martin's army were transferred by Spike to raid the Holy Capital, leaving the horses of these second-line armies completely. Not enough to carry,

The raid on the Holy City failed, and the Il tribe suffered the most heavy losses, followed by the troops of the Ansili family. These are all the lords' armies. Because it is impossible to determine which lords were captured by the empire and which lords have not yet escaped, these Martin Liya troops After waiting for seven or eight news, and after confirming that no one would come back, he began to order the preparation of supplies, and at the same time set fire to his camp, in order to leave nothing to the imperial army.

The burning camp lit up the sky with flames in the dark night, lighting up the sky red and pointing out the location of the Martin Li Ya army camp.

In the black screen, thousands of arrows quickly turned into a dense dark cloud and poured over the heads of the assembled Martin Liya army. You could see blood spattering and patches of scarlet floating on the ground. He fell down, arrows flying around his ears, watching his companions fall one after another, the sharp whistling of the wind tore his eardrums, and the heavy feeling of fear caused chaos in Martin's army. "Kill!" :

Under the bright red firelight, Salon's Southwest Army emerged from the night, with heavy armored infantry as the main force. Countless spears like a forest pounced on the Martin Liya people who had lost the protection of the camp. One side was full of morale. Despite the impact, one side tried desperately to escape, while the two sides behaved in completely different ways. Different from the previous desperate posture, they swooped up. Because it was night, the long-range kills of the imperial crossbows caused the Martin Liya army to fall one by one. In close hand-to-hand combat, the array of imperial heavy armored infantry advanced like a huge crushing machine. Martin Li Ya's thin defense line was knocked down,

"Kill, hold on, don't retreat"

In the blood-red firelight, the fighting figures flickered from time to time, with splashes of blood, and the running figures suddenly fell to the ground. Horrible shouts could be heard endlessly. The last warriors let out desperate roars, and the corpses of Martin Liya people covered the plain in front of them.

In just one hour of fighting, the Twelfth Army of Martin Liya was defeated by the imperial army, with more than 6,000 casualties and casualties. The entire army collapsed. The commander of the army, Marquis Feterre, was stabbed in the chest with a spear and was carried off the position by his subordinates. The second army was crushed by the surging imperial army. The collapse of the twelfth army was like tearing a big hole. At this gap, the imperial troops swarmed in, tearing apart the two lines with the gap as the center, and came to support the Twelfth Army's Martin Riya Fifteen. The Eighteenth Army tried to block the gap. He personally led the army to counterattack the Imperial Army, but it was like using beer bottles to plug a river dam that was washed away by the flood. Instead, he was almost dispersed by the defeated army of the Twelfth Army.

"The main force of the Imperial Army is moving south, and our army is in urgent need of reinforcements!"

The rescue cavalry came at full speed like the wind and fire. What they saw in the wooden city was a scene of hell that lit up the entire wooden city like a bonfire. The sound of rumbling and continuous explosions came and shook the night sky. Arrows rained down from the sky, and flaming light spots danced and dropped from high altitudes in parabolas. People felt like they were at the bottom of a valley filled with arrows. There were crowds of people running around, and the armies were panicking and looking after themselves. The troops were scattered, and some troops were killed. The incoming imperial troops rushed to pieces. The cavalry from the 18th Army for help ran around inside, not knowing who to call for rescue.

More than 200,000 people were in chaos, the organization was broken up, the Shangguan's authority was despised, and the wounded and baggage were left behind. The broken soldiers trampled and pushed each other, trampling on the dead and the living as they fled for their lives. The backpacks and weapons thrown on the ground were scattered all over the place, and no one was there to pick them up.

Without Spike, the Martin Liya Army is nothing but a mess. The captured Martin Liya Lords have made other lords lose confidence in continuing to fight. The brutality of the last North-South War has already caused the remaining Martin Liya Lords to lose their confidence. I dare not think about it. In the last war between the North and the South, the empire seized an opportunity to make a comeback, and then slaughtered all 700,000 Southern Allied Forces in a devastating manner.

And now, will the empire also massacre all the Martin Liya people? As for resisting the imperial army's march south, it is now a joke. The hearts of the Lords of Martin Liya have been lost. Some people are clamoring to continue fighting. We still have an army of 300,000 people. We have not failed. Some point out that the logistics of the army are almost over. Empty, it has been difficult to plunder the required supplies and food from the Order State area. If we continue to fight, there will be no second possibility except being defeated by the imperial army. Since the Holy City raid has failed, we should immediately follow the original plan. Withdraw troops from the State of the Order,

"Asshole, what should I do with the captured adults? What should I do with His Highness Spike?"

"Now is not the time to think about prisoners. As long as we survive, we can think about these things again."

Those Martinliya lords who shouted loudly were not thinking about how to resist the imperial army, but how to run faster than other troops. It was obvious that whoever stayed at the back would be overtaken by the empire. The main force bites the bullet without asking for competition. The imperial army only needs to run faster than other troops. This is what the leaders of the Martin Liya command currently think. Under such thinking, the result is that the resistance of the more than 200,000 Martin Liya troops is minimal. Tens of thousands of imperial troops were beaten to collapse.