Realm of Power

Northern Border, Moorhausk

The early morning mist surrounded the lake, and a thin line of white lake mist floated on the Saliven River. The emerald green pine forests on both sides made a rustling sound in the morning breeze.

Clusters of tall northern shrubs spread all over the river beach, looming in the white mist.

"Papa" The thick horse's hooves stepped into the calm river water, stirring up circles of ripples in the water waves, and the white water splashes rolled and split, "

"Everyone, come on! After crossing this river, we will reach Alur Town. Everyone can rest then!" A businessman sat on a carriage waving his hand. Several cargo carriages filled with goods were surrounded by more than a dozen servants. Under the escort of soldiers, they began to cross the river.

"Boss Ali Tor! I heard that you have made a fortune this time!" A mercenary said to the boss on the carriage with an envious face, "Now the north is not at peace, and the Kugits are buying iron and steel products at high prices. All kinds of weapons and equipment, if these one hundred pieces of high-quality armor were shipped to the north, they would earn at least three times the price!"

"Haha, what do you mean? When it comes to doing business, the wealthy businessmen in the business alliance must be well-run."

"I heard that they transported 3,000 kilograms of iron at one time. Think about it, 3,000 kilograms, even 10 large carriages may not be able to load it. When will I be satisfied with such a large sum of money!" The business owner's eyes lit up. , shook his head with an envious look on his face and said

"Haha, that's hard to say! Maybe after a few years of war on the northern grasslands, you will become such a wealthy businessman!" The mercenary captain looked at the goods bundled on the carriage and said with a sly expression.

"According to the current market situation, as long as ordinary iron is transported to Kujit's trading station on the border, the price can immediately triple. Not to mention your finished armors and weapons, the price should be even higher. point"

"Yes, I also heard about this news, so I specially bought a batch of exquisite armors and fine weapons from Zhivadin!" The business owner was made happy by the mercenaries, and more than a dozen people said something to each other. While chatting, most of the content revolved around the war that took place on the grassland.

Since the Kugits recaptured Aichmor, they quickly opened up the border area to the north of Wikiya, and purchased weapons and iron tools at high prices. Such large quantities of high-priced purchases have spoiled the businessmen of Wikiya.

Vikiya is a mountainous area, with mountainous hills in the south. Although the main part in the north is plain, the marginal areas and the west are still close to mountains. It is extremely rich in mineral resources and has never been short of iron ore.

In the past, Fat Man relied on forging weapons to earn money. After completely ruling the South, he even implemented laws to encourage mining.

In addition to contracting the mines that originally belonged to the lords to wealthy businessmen with financial strength, they also strongly encouraged other businessmen to open mines privately. As long as one-third of the mineral resources are deducted from the tax, the rest will be owned by the businessmen themselves.

After nearly two years of development, southern Wikiya has become the largest iron ore producing area and weapons casting area in the southern part of the continent. The benefits of the iron ore trade in Keya are increasingly meager, except for exports to the Kingdom of Rode in the south and Kuji in the north. In particular, most businessmen have given up on the iron ore trade.

The tripling of the purchase price offered by the Kugits this time has undoubtedly greatly stimulated the dwindling iron ore trade in Wikiya. In addition, Samor has also relaxed restrictions on iron exports. Even small businessmen like Ali Tol , was also attracted to the newly recaptured Moorhausk,

"Attention! There is the sound of horse hooves behind us!" As soon as the carriage reached the river beach, the mercenary guarding the front suddenly turned around and shouted to his companions beside the carriage behind. Several mercenaries following the carriage quickly drew out their swords.

"Drive! Drive!" The businessman boss was currently whipping the whip in his hand, driving the horse through the turbulent river water, struggling to pull the truck loaded with goods forward. Hearing the shouts in front, he couldn't help but look stunned.

"What happened?" the businessman boss asked nervously. The rushing sound of the river made it impossible for him to hear clearly, but judging from the cautious looks of the nearby mercenaries, they must have discovered something!

"Look! Cavalry!" A mercenary shouted and pointed to the commercial road behind the carriage. He saw hundreds of black lightly armored war horses. Coming from the commercial road behind, a strong wind blew in my face, with a roaring sound, tearing apart the morning fog that covered the sky behind, like black demons emerging from the fog, and the earth seemed to be rushing The coming horses tremble under their hooves,

"Speed ​​up! Rush across the river! We must arrive at Dalric Fortress before noon today!" a cavalry squadron leader in black armor shouted, clamping his feet on his horse's crotch, and jumped into the rapids of the river first.

Behind him, hundreds of war horses leapt into the river without stopping, and the river water splashed with their huge bodies. He fell heavily into the waist-deep river in front of him,

"Wow!" There was a wave of water flow! Hundreds of Samor black-armored cavalry divided into three teams and jumped into the river, like black steel city walls, squeezing out waves of white waves on the excitedly flowing river.

It only took a few minutes to cross the rapids of the river that had taken the mercenaries more than half an hour to cross. The moist vapor passed through the stopped caravan and gradually turned into a black line in the sky.

"It's the Samor regular army!" The mercenaries looked at the black cavalry whizzing past, their expressions looking extremely unnatural. Several of the mercenaries guarding the carriages looked at each other, as if they were conveying something. information!

This is the third organized group of the Samorian Northern Army that the caravan encountered in the Moorhausk area this morning. With the number of people just now, there is about a small group of elite cavalry.

Since the recovery of Moorhausk, for unknown reasons, the tens of thousands of the Samorsalon Army originally stationed in the Kudan area and were resting and recuperating, showed faint signs of emergency mobilization.

Strict patrols and simple defensive sentry towers appeared in various strategic areas along the road. From time to time, murderous regular army cavalry could be seen passing by on the business road.

Although most of them were like the elite cavalry who had just passed by, they were in a hurry and did not stop at all. It seemed that something urgent was happening.

But this series of abnormal signs undoubtedly gave these mercenaries traveling to and from the border one more suspicion.

"Samor won't start another war!" This is a major event that concerns everyone's interests. Samor started with war, and every war can lead to economic development.

War against whom? When will the war begin? How large is it? These things that should have caused the enemy generals the most headache and concern have now become the topics of greatest concern to the merchants of Samor.

Everyone knows that recently the entire northern grassland has been involved in an unprecedented war.

The Ruidian people united several kingdoms, and were commanded by the kingdom's marshal Bertrand. The army approached the Kugit grassland in the north.

In the tense Aichemore area, hundreds of Kugit tribes who were originally scattered all over the country are gathering from all directions under the call of the Kugit Royal Court.

The number of people quickly exceeded 150,000 from the initial 80,000.

In the south of Aichemore, the 180,000-strong Northern Army was preparing for a counterattack.

This is a war that determines the fate of the country. Its victory or defeat directly determines the hegemony of the north and the direction of the two kingdoms in a hundred years. For this, both countries have spent almost all their energy.

"Buli Kuye, do you still remember what the Samor cavalry shouted just now? Dallik Fortress is only 2 hours away from the northern border. If it is a cavalry raid, it will only take half a day at most to reach the important town of Davila. "Taking the opportunity of leading the horse, the mercenary captain whispered in the ear of a companion.

“If that’s where the Vecian army is gathering, it would be terrible, so we have to find out what exactly the Vecian army wants to do when it gathers in large numbers?

This situation must be reported to the Khanate immediately! Whatever the Wikians have planned, we must be prepared for what may happen."

Among these mercenaries, those who looked at each other were all Kugits from the border area. They lived on the border and had many connections with Wikiya. They were called "Abuku!" by the Wikiya people! It means the lost shepherd,

Because these marginal tribes have been mixed with the Wikiyan people all year round, some of them chose to move south into the Wikiyan territory and gradually integrated into the Wikiyan people.

For example, among the first batch of Guards Cavalry that Fatty recruited, some were nomads from the northern intersection.

Some of them became Kujit’s spies stationed on the border.

Most of these barbarian tribes exist in the form of mercenaries and caravans. This time they also received secret orders from the Kugit Royal Court. In addition to fully protecting the safety of the trade route from Wikiya to Kugit,

There is another task, which is to keep an eye on the national borders. Especially the large-scale military build-up and mobilization on the Weixia border at this critical moment,

Now is the most dangerous time for the Kugit Khanate.

The brutal war that lasted for several months caused both sides to invest nearly 300,000 troops. At this moment, the two countries were like two exhausted but still unyielding giants wrestling with each other.

Just a tiny push of force may tilt the scale of victory,

In the eyes of both sides, Weixia, which is rising strongly in the south, has such a decisive ability.

When both sides think they have the victory in hand,

A large-scale military build-up on the northern border of Wikiya quickly aroused the alarm of both sides.

When the Kugits reported this information to the royal court, another report with roughly the same content was also placed in front of Marshal Ruedian Berlant.

After receiving the information, Marshal Rudian Berlant quickly convened an emergency meeting and circulated the report in his hand to all the Rudian generals attending the meeting.

"Everyone, our wolf hunting plan is about to be implemented. I believe everyone knows the importance of this battle." Seeing the confused looks of the generals, Berlant narrowed his eyes slightly and scanned the faces of all the generals in the tent, his voice was low. road

"This is the first step in the grand plan personally designated by His Majesty the Great King. As long as the threat from the Kujit in the north is eliminated, the kingdom can concentrate its forces to attack the Lod people in the south and establish our Ruidian continent in one fell swoop. The position of overlord!

Berlant's voice paused and he said with emphasis, "However, you have also seen that there seems to be some movement in Wikiia in the west. The edge of Wikiyia is right behind our main army. If they unite with the Kugits, , attacking our main army from the north and the south, our wolf hunting plan may face the most dangerous situation. What do you think of this situation? "

The lord marshal's majestic and sharp gaze made all the Ruidian generals feel cold in their hearts. They straightened their backs and sat up straight. No one dared to answer the marshal's questions.

This battle plan involves four knights and nearly 180,000 troops. This can be said to be a powerful blow to block Ruildian's national destiny. If he wins, he will take advantage of the victory and go south! Sweep Ruode and resolve centuries-old grievances in one fell swoop.

If defeated, the army will be routed thousands of miles away. Not to mention the loss of the northern territory, even the fundamental lifeline of the kingdom will be severely damaged. The sudden mobilization of the army by the Kingdom of Weixia at this moment is undoubtedly related to this decisive battle.

Errors in strategic judgment will inevitably lead to the failure of the battle.

On such critical issues, more experienced and steady generals choose to remain silent.

"My subordinates think this is just a normal reaction of the people of Wikiya! A young and energetic General Ruidian stood up from his seat, and to the north of Wikiya is the plain, which is where the infantry died. He followed the sound and looked around , and discovered that he was Apollodi, the leader of the Tenth Knights, who had just been transferred from the Palavon area.

"As far as I know, the person who controls the country of Vekia now is a fool named Dustan! His army is mainly infantry. He looked around at his colleagues who were all surprised. He didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with what he said. , but said in his own unique, slightly Palawan accent

"Their purpose of mobilizing the army should be to prevent us from quickly turning our troops south to attack Wekiya after destroying Kujit.

Apollodi's voice paused, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth as he said, "What a pity! These cowards of Vecia don't know yet that in front of our extremely powerful knights' spears, Vecia's infantry phalanx is just a group of defenseless ants and bugs. With just one charge, we can beat them to pieces!"

"Why did the Apollo family send me such a fool!" Seeing Apollodi's confident look, Marshal Berlant in the main seat frowned, and the five fingers under the table clenched their veins, wishing to use this Kick the arrogant guy out! ,

Many of the generals of the Redian Northern Army who had suffered a lot in front of the Vecian infantry also looked at each other, wondering why Marshal Berlant, who had always been wise, specially transferred such an arrogant and ignorant man from Palavon. idiot

This top student in strategy at Palavon College and the heir to the Apollo family, one of the three wealthy families in the north of Ruidian, seems not to know that he has been labeled a fool in everyone's hearts.