Realm of Power

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The cold wind blew through the withered grass on the plateau layer by layer, like an invisible big hand deliberately suppressing the restless atmosphere of the land. The long red dragon-like torches illuminated the wasteland as red as in the past. The sky cleared, and the Ikars marching toward the east were like wolves emerging from the night. They drove towards the east in a group. Some with good eyesight could even see the scattered light cavalry on the flanks of the Ikar Army running back and forth. Abandoned sentry towers could be seen standing in the darkness along the stretch of ground, surrounded by bulges. A piece of desolate weeds, the weeds were scraped away under the feet of the Ikar army,

Roland's raised hand looked like an open flag to everyone.

More than two thousand Harvey light cavalry, who had already tried their best to assemble, stopped their horses steadily behind him. They were lurking in the darkness, condescending, like a black line emerging on the edge of the earth, and the cold wind blew against their faces. It was bitingly cold, and white smoke was sprayed heavily from the nose of the war horse, which was like a thin milky white mist in this dark night.

The breath of silence pressed on everyone's heart. A Harvey light cavalry couldn't help but licked his chapped lips. The long line of fire in the distance had made everyone's eyes bright and scary, as if there was a red fire. Everyone's eyes were burning. The cavalrymen's hands holding their lances tightened unconsciously, and they held their breath for a brief moment almost at the same time.

There are no stars in the night sky on the plateau. On the black wasteland, the firelight of Harvey's Army in the distance is as dazzling as the sunset. This is the section with the largest terrain difference in the vicinity. The slope where the cavalry is located and the Ikar Army's post below. The path along the road has a drop of more than 100 meters. With such terrain, the huge black shadow rising in the dark night is enough to cover up the black shadow of a large number of cavalry.

The cold wind blew up late at night, and Harvey's light cavalry shook their shoulders, hoping to use this action to drive away some of the cold air.

The battlefield shrouded in darkness had a strange eerie feeling that lingered for a long time. I can’t blame anyone else, I can only blame the Ikar people for being too bold. In such a dark night, in order to pursue marching speed, they adopted the most problematic one-line march. Countless horses’ hooves were lifted and dropped layer by layer. A line of smoke and dust dispersed. It is an extremely risky thing for three thousand light cavalry to attack an army of tens of thousands, but as long as the first wave can overwhelm the opponent's resistance and form a massacre of the camp, no matter how many infantrymen there are, it will be nothing more than cutting with knives and using weapons. The darkness is the best cover for the cavalry, and it is also the biggest enemy of the Ikar army below.

In the dark night, the Ikar people could not judge how many Harveys there were. As long as they crushed a wave with all their strength, the Ikar infantry behind them would become chaotic due to the fluctuations. Since the fight with the Ikar people, these elite Harvey light cavalry have experienced They have become quite proficient in the battles of rushing into the camp. When attacking such a long line of enemy troops, just opening a hole can easily cause chaos in the opponent. The Ikar people have very poor resistance to cavalry.

Not to mention, they also have the invincible Harvey Sword, Roland, the first brave general of the Harvey Army. Everyone is full of confidence. The broken grass clippings are rolling up in the wind, and the white tails of countless helmets are floating in the wind. Exhibition, the long line of lances, as cold and bright as snow, were laid down in a row,

"Watch the flanks"

The Ikar light cavalry flew past the infantry marching queue. The silent breath from the side attracted the attention of the Ikar light cavalry, who was also a scout. The queue in front seemed to feel something. An officer raised his head and glanced at Passing the high bulge on the side that blocked most of the view, I frowned slightly. The night was like a thick black curtain that blocked everything, but I could also faintly see a large black shadow that appeared on the sloping surface.

"Everyone, get ready!"

The advancing officer raised his hand towards his team with a solemn expression.

"Have you taken the bait? Roland!"

A middle-aged man wearing squadron leader-level armor in the queue behind the Ikar army raised his head with a stern expression, and his slender eyes fell on the side slope like a knife.

Can't see it, but can already feel it

It was getting late at night, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. The torch in my hand was blown by the wind and flickered, as if it would be extinguished at any time. This middle-aged general's small eyes were half-open and half-closed, shining brightly, but there was a deep wrinkle like a knife carving on his smooth and smooth forehead, which seemed to contain gloomy vicissitudes of life. After taking a long breath, the middle-aged general showed a sly smile.

His own legion directly intervened in this way, unless the Harveys were blind and couldn't see. Under normal circumstances, the Harveys' cavalry would not dare to bite them directly, but that was Roland! The first warrior of the Harvey Army, the last time he even stormed the base camp of the Ikar Army with 500 cavalry, hacking to death a rebel leader of the Harvey Force in front of tens of thousands of eyes, such a person found that he wanted to How could he remain indifferent to a sneak attack on the back of the main force of Harvey's army in the east? According to Roland's nature, he will definitely assemble all the light cavalry to attack him. This is a trap, a trap specially designed for Roland, the first warrior of Harvey Army.

Roland's arrogance was as well known as his bravery on the Harvey Plateau. The command of the Harvey Army placed this sharp Harvey Sword here to intimidate the Ikar Army.

"Steady, don't mess up!"

Officer Ikar rode on his horse and shouted to the commotion around the soldiers. A muffled thunderous sound began to be heard faintly. The black shadow in the direction of the slope began to expand rapidly. The ground was shaking slightly, like black clouds in the sky. The ground sank, and a dazzling cold light of weapons suddenly exploded in the distance, and the coldness was directly reflected in the eyes of the Ikar people.

kill! Deafening waiting shouts were heard all around. Countless Harvey cavalry wearing yellow light armor rode on tall and speeding war horses. They emerged from the torn mist of the night. Rows of majestic war horses, with knights on them lifting their weights. With the cavalry spears piercing the wall, the darkness quickly filled the air. As the distance got closer, the image of the knight above became clearer and clearer.

What a man and horse, worthy of being Roland. A black shadow in front of him, the solemn and cold metal armor, and the mud splashed by thousands of horse hooves. The lances raised forward in a uniform manner were instantly revealed. ferocious The blood-devouring sharp teeth are like a dazzling band of light that is so fast that it gets closer every blink of an eye. The cavalry spears lined up neatly can be seen, and the white air spurting from the horse's nostrils can be seen. The earth is retreating rapidly under the horse's hooves. . Looking at the Ikar people in the distance who were in chaos because of the discovery of him, Roland's chest seemed to be burning, anxious and hot. Feeling the coldness from the spear, his mood gradually calmed down.

As the distance got closer, the screams and the sound of gold and iron became louder and louder, and the scene gradually became clearer: Under the flickering fire, the Ikar soldiers held countless torches high, and behind the Ikar soldiers, more The Ikars were revealed. On the battle line, the impact line was like a bloody splash that suddenly exploded, rushing into The long lance of Harvey's light cavalry in the Ikar crowd pierced the armor on the shoulders of the Ikar people, lifting the people up with a huge impact, and the Ikar flags were waved violently, and they were splashed The human blood was stained with blood, and layers of people and war horses collided violently under the clusters of arrows in the sky.

"Lance array" Ikar soldiers raised their spears in front with a crazy look on their faces, knocking Harvey's light cavalry off their horses as they rushed towards them like a torrent, while desperately gathering together into a group, more cavalry came. It was as if they had hit a back wall, and their spears and spears were intertwined. The most forward warriors of the two armies suddenly fell with blood splattered on them. The ownerless horses ran away and fell. At the moment when the formations of the two armies came into contact, both the enemy and ourselves were stagnated.

"Shooter, shoot"

In the middle of the formations of the Ikar Army, a well-prepared Ikar archer raised his bow in the direction of Harvey's cavalry running at high speed. A gleaming arrow tore through the air and turned into a sword in the eyes of Harvey's light cavalry. White cold shadows struck quickly, and the five or six Harvey light cavalry next to them were hit by more than three arrows in an instant, and they rolled and fell off their horses. The sudden change left Harvey's light cavalry with a blank mind. He stared dumbfoundedly at the arrow array in front of him, the bow strings vibrating as fast as a bee, and there were random arrows all around. Countless small, fine and sharp whistling sounds in the air filled their eardrums, and the tail feathers of arrows flying at high speed brushed against Roland's face in the air.

"This is it!" A look of confusion flashed across Roland's face.

"Sir, there is an ambush!"

A Harvey cavalry officer next to Roland pushed Roland away violently, and several feather arrows quickly shot into the officer's body. The special sharp arrow clusters of the Ikar people protruded from the back of the body with bloody flowers. Roland also Without taking a breath, with the sharp sound of breaking wind, a steel knight's spear stabbed from the front like a poisonous snake. The long tip flickered uncertainly, like a flickering light point poking at Roland's chest. Before the spear arrived, the aroused wind pressure hit him like a boulder, causing Roland's chest to tighten! Roland quickly held his breath. The offensive was extremely fierce, and the unparalleled murderous aura made Roland feel pale.

The heavy attack of "Clang Clan" disappeared in a flash, and the high speed of Roland's charge could barely be avoided.

Under the swaying firelight, countless Ikar heads surged forward, like a group of ghosts emerging from hell, overwhelming them like a flood with deafening shouts. Harvey's light cavalry who rushed into the crowd were already in a chaotic battle, and the warm blood and minced meat sprayed on the armor gradually becoming sticky and cold. Roland turned back and looked around. The three thousand cavalrymen had been greatly reduced in number, and everyone was injured, as if they were all bloody gourds.

"Everyone, follow me and fight out."

Roland raised his hands and shouted, and then heard the dull war drums of "dong, dong, dong", and the chaotic plain in front of him instantly turned into daylight again: countless torches were raised, and more Ikar troops finally appeared in front of him. . There was no dense rain of arrows, no cavalry charge. Countless spear points raised high. Seeing them, Roland couldn't help but take a breath. These are heavy guns made by the Ikars specifically to restrain the cavalry. This heavy gun is about three times as long as an ordinary spear. It is the nemesis of cavalry charges. Any The cavalry stood in front of a wall of thorns formed by rows of flat Ikar heavy guns, ensuring that they did not even touch the enemy's hair. The horses and knights had been stabbed into skewers.

"Roland, give up your resistance, or you may be left with a whole body."

In the dense crowd of Ikal Army, a skinny figure appeared in front of Roland on a war horse. The middle-aged man on the horse was skinny and small. He only wore squadron leader-level clothes. Under the illumination of countless torches, this man He is holding an Ikar spear upside down in his right hand and holding the reins in his left hand. His movements are quite cynical.

His eyes fell on the heavy gun that did not match the middle-aged man's figure. Roland's pupils shrunk slightly to a point, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Just looking at the Ikar lineup in front of him, Roland no longer had any hope. The opponent was already prepared. , the only way in front of him was to sprint over like lightning. He looked at the opposite side with an extremely serious face and said in a deep voice.

"Robertson Lucas? If it were just you, you wouldn't be able to keep me."

This gun almost killed Roland just now!

The middle-aged man in front of him showed contempt for the secular world; his playfulness with the world and his complacency in omnipotence formed a unique domineering attitude. Roland already knew the identity of the other party, the Second Legion of the Ikar Army. Legion commander Robertson Lucas is known as the best master of Ikar in two hundred years.

Although the two of them are both known for their bravery in both camps, this is the first time they have actually fought against each other.

This is because Robertson Lucas is already the commander of the army and rarely takes action under normal circumstances. Compared with the one-sided radicals on the Ikar side, Robertson Lucas is a rare peace faction. Because Robertson Lucas Half of his bloodline comes from Harvey. Robertson Lucas's mother is a Harvey noble woman. Although he will definitely kill a warrior like Roland tonight, Robertson Lucas doesn't want to bring disrepute to the opponent in the chaos. of dead

"Count me in then"

A heavy voice, and another figure appeared behind Roland, completely cutting off Roland's escape direction. This person was not wearing heavy iron armor, and his naked upper body was tightly wrapped in light leather armor, and his muscular arms seemed to contain. He had infinite power; he didn't wear a helmet, and his messy hair was casually tied into a big knot on the back of his head. The rough face is covered with dark, stiff short beards, revealing a pair of furry tiger eyes. The fire flickered brightly and dimly, as if burning in his eyes. The horse he rode on was a mighty and majestic horse, but compared with the strong body of the rider, it seemed so thin and weak and could not bear the heavy load.

Now these burning eyes are staring at Roland unblinkingly

"Double-axe Colom!"

Roland's expression couldn't help but change, and his eyes glanced at the man's shoulders. A pair of huge black handaxes behind his back revealed two handles from the broad shoulders. The strong man sat easily on the horse. Although he was holding the reins with both hands, it seemed that the hand ax could be swung from his palms no matter where he was! The faint murderous aura emitted by the giant body seemed to merge with the surrounding firelight, making him appear even larger and more majestic.

Seeing this person, Roland knew that he might really not be able to escape tonight. The two strongest masters of the Ikar military appeared here together, and there were tens of thousands of Ikar troops surrounding him. Even if he was the God of War, he would not be able to break through. Go out, but Roland also feels a little proud in his heart. He is Roland, and he is Harvey's number one warrior. Look, Ikar mobilized two of the most powerful legion commanders to set up an ambush, just to get rid of him? "Interesting, I didn't expect that I, Roland, would be so valuable in your eyes, haha! You Ikar people are all cowards! Even if I die, it will be worth it to have your fifth and eighth legions with me!"

The corners of Roland's mouth cracked, instead of anger he smiled, full of heroic spirit.

Don't look at the fact that he is known as the most brave general of the Harvey Army. In fact, he is not even a general in terms of military position. He is just a team leader.

However, during such a critical moment of the war, the other party ignored the reality that the two legions were trapped and eagerly waiting for rescue, and instead transferred two precious legion commanders to deal with him. Even a proud man like Roland felt that his death was worth it. Well, it seems that the one who stimulated Ikar Base Camp last time was indeed You are crazy to take such an unwise act of revenge, at the cost of exposing a surprise attack that can change the entire situation of the battle, just to kill one of the opponent's team leaders. This will be the biggest failure of the Ikar people in this battle. My name as Roland will last forever and I will become a legendary idol for countless young people in Harvey.

"Stupid! Do you really think you are valuable? If it weren't for you to gather all the Harvey scouts, you would have died!" Colom on the other side looked at Roland's excited and red face, He couldn't help laughing with disdain on his face. This guy didn't understand the situation. In this kind of war that will overwhelm the country, what use is a brave general like you? Under the army, everyone is just an ant. You are just a stronger ant. You really think of yourself as a character

"What do you mean?" Roland's laughter stopped. He seemed to have thought of something. The other party's goal was to destroy our scouts. What did the other party want to do? Thinking of the situation where Harvey's main force in the capital was exhausted, the other party's words were like cold rain falling from the top of his head, and the passion in his chest seemed to be poured down like his body.

"You don't want to raid the royal capital, do you? Are you kidding me? Even if there is no scout report, you will be discovered as long as you enter the royal capital for hundreds of miles. There are so many volunteer groups along the way!" Roland felt his voice grow slightly. Trembling, even a cold cry

"Nothing is impossible. Without early warning from scouts, those volunteer groups would not have the guts to interfere with the actions of the regular army."

Robertson Lucas glanced at the distant sky with a stern look. Under the heavy tiger-striped steel helmet was an ordinary face: scorched-dark skin and thin cheeks, but paired with his deep, hidden face. His eyes with infinite wisdom actually produced an extraordinary sense of compulsion.

Robertson Lucas withdrew his gaze and looked at the astonished Roland with a sad look. "We have captured so many armors of Harvey's army, and now we are wearing them and marching towards the capital of King Harvey. Isn't it interesting!"