Realm of Power

"The Samor Fortress is over. The night before yesterday, the Kugit army that had been circling outside the city suddenly attacked the east wall of Samor like crazy. The brothers were caught off guard. No one expected that the Kugits would So crazy, rushing up with the corpse of one of your own.

Everyone stabbed their long guns and replaced them with knives. When the knives were cut, they picked up the weapons from the corpses around them and put them on again. The blood spurted out from the bodies of the brothers, poured out from the fallen corpses, and flowed gurglingly at their feet. Ah, the slippery people can't stand firmly. The corpses of the dead are piled up in the city road, and they can't even put their feet in.

At noon today, the cowards of the eighth team defending the east wall couldn't hold it anymore, and they started to fucking run away this afternoon. At night, our brothers on the west wall were left to fight the Kugits alone! "

The bearded man's cry suddenly paused, and immediately erupted into a heart-rending scream, shocking the fat man.

"It's an injustice that our brothers died! If my subordinates hadn't promised General Saka to take everyone back alive, I would have died at the top of Samor City to accompany you all!"

It was the first time that Fatty saw a grown man crying like this, especially a man with a big beard. The bearded man wore a set of knight's light scale armor and claimed to be the deputy commander of the Sixth Flag Regiment, Baron Sodras. ,

Big Beard's whole body was stained red with blood, but he didn't know whether it was his own or the enemy's.

The fat man even thought maliciously, didn't this guy get it while he was pretending to be dead?

His disheveled bearded face showed gnashing hatred, and his scattered hair was mixed with a few withered yellow weeds on the roadside, looking as embarrassed as a prodigal dog.

It seemed that when the two armies were fighting just now, he was among the defeated troops who hid in the haystack in panic like mice, but he still acted extremely excited and aggrieved, crying so hard that it was heartbreaking and so touching. The world moves and the earth is more unjust than Dou E.

A bearded man hugged his thigh and wiped his thigh with snot and tears. The disgusting fat man almost kicked him out, but looking at the scene next to him, the fat man still endured it.

A circle of excited Wikiya soldiers surrounded the fat man. They were gnashing their teeth like a public trial in the old society. He was the evil Huang Shiren, and the person hugging his thigh was Yang Bailao, who had been bullied by him. Wearing a high hat, hanging a sign, and parading in public

"Fuck, what the hell is this! He's pretending to be a good guy and yet he thinks something has happened."

The fat man who originally wanted to ignore these defeated troops was just about to call his subordinates to leave when he was hugged by the bearded man who suddenly rushed out of the grass and couldn't run away.

"There are really talented people in this Wekia army!"

The fat man looked at the bearded man who was holding his thigh with his hands. He was crying loudly, and the nearby soldiers who were infected were filled with grief and anger.

But the fat man found that the bearded man didn't see a few tears. He only saw a pair of big, watery eyes staring at him sadly. If a beautiful woman looked at him like this, the fat man would definitely be very happy, but he was beaten by a bearded man. With her big, watery eyes, she looked at her like a resentful woman. The fat man was so disgusted that he had rashes all over his body, and his heart went crazy.

"Is there anything wrong with this guy?"

The fat man's eyes swept over the heads of the defeated troops around him. There were at least a thousand people there. It was a large area of ​​darkness, with panic and loss on their faces. There was a point where they had been fighting bloody battles with the Kugits for a day and a night. The toughness,

If it is as tragic as what the bearded man said, it would be pretty good to see about 100 people now. There is still such a large area there. Looking at the scene where the Kugits were chasing ducks just now, it is estimated that the first one to run away may not be It was the Eighth Flag Regiment. The fat knight really misunderstood this bearded man. The first one to run away was really from the Eighth Flag Regiment, but it was hard to tell who was the second one.

"This guy is really fucking capable! If this guy were to live in modern times, he would be at the level of an actor. It seems like he can't get away without speaking up."

The fat man sorted out the thoughts in his mind and glanced at the faces of the surrounding Wikiya soldiers. Every Wikiya soldier who looked at him lowered his head in shame. This feeling of "bastard invincibility" made the fat man Feeling so good

"Hmm, you mean, Kujit launched the offensive the evening before yesterday? Are you sure it was the evening before yesterday?"

The fat man who was so nervous suddenly remembered what the bearded knight said just now. The pride he felt just now was like a deflated ball, completely gone, and he felt a cold swish on his back.

"Didn't I ambush the Kugit cavalry the night before yesterday? Could it be that my ambush was really known to the Kugit cavalry?"

The fat man has basically figured out the whole story now. He probably attacked the Kugit squadron going south. However, he somehow let the large Kugit army know about it and launched a large-scale retaliatory action against the Samor Fortress.

"Yes, I remember very clearly. Even the evening before yesterday, I don't know what kind of stimulation those Kugits received. They gathered ten squadrons of troops to attack the east wall of Samour, and they were still shouting why The prince took revenge! He was fighting for his life like a chicken. . . .

The bearded man seemed to be quite stimulated by the fat man's words. He knew that if he didn't exaggerate, he might be killed as a deserter!

Immediately use his bloody imagination, wishing to describe himself as a tragic hero who killed the entire Kugit army by himself, and then ended up being betrayed by his own people.

Seeing that the bearded man was about to complain endlessly, the fat man quickly waved his hand to stop him and asked curiously

"What prince? A prince of the Kugits?"

The bearded man blinked his eyes in embarrassment, realizing that he had just spoken too fast, too involved, too passionately, that he didn't even pay attention to what he said.

"this......"

Seeing the fat man asking himself solemnly, he thought that if he couldn't find someone to take refuge with this time, he would soon either die under the sword of the Kugits or be expelled from the military by name by the Ministry of Military Affairs. No one will take in a famous knight.

People are always very clever in times of crisis. Looking at the fat man's murderous eyes, the bearded man quickly imitated the Kugit's intonation and said strangely. The tone really sounded a bit like the Kugit.

"It seems to be Prince Kutansiles. The situation at that time was too chaotic. The Kugit language was very difficult to pronounce. This is all my subordinates heard!"

"It's Kutan Nirsayos! The son of the eagle among the Kugits, the deputy commander of the Kugit Royal Court Guards."

The fat man was still chewing the strange name Kutan Niles in the bearded mouth. The strange uncle beside him, the spearman Caesar Sauron, came up from behind on a war horse. He had just collided with the Kugit light cavalry, except for the fat man. No one dares to mess with this murderous maniac. He is this strange uncle who is so skillful in wielding a knife on a horse that it seems smoother than on the ground.

"Son of the Eagle! No wonder they are all heavy cavalry. They seem to be important figures among the Kugits!"

The fat man's mind flashed back to the scene of the Kugit commander who was ambushed by him but still refused to surrender. With a tragic look on his face, he brandished a gorgeous scimitar inlaid with sapphires and charged into the narrow intersection of the mountain road. He still looked like he was ready to die. It really smells like an eagle

"Sir, if it is really him, we will have made a big mistake this time! He should be the commander-in-chief responsible for the invasion of the southern part of the kingdom this time. He is one of the favorite sons of King Kugit. There are rumors that the elderly King Kujit wanted to pass the throne to him, but I didn’t expect that he would personally lead a team to break into Satdo County alone. What a pity.”

The weird uncle Caesar Zoro, who always had a playful smile, rarely looked ugly. Especially when he looked at the fat man with glowing eyes, it was as if he had discovered a naked beauty in front of him. Especially when he touched his stubble and glanced at himself, it was so lewd. How wretched, I feel bad when I see the fat man

That playful look was like reminding the fat man

"These people are the unlucky ones who are helping you to get into trouble. If you dare to leave them alone, I will tell them that it was you who killed that son of an eagle! That's why they were retaliated by the Kugits!"

"What do you mean? Did I kill the Kugit by mistake? I don't care what kind of prince he is. As long as he is my enemy, even if he is the Kugit King, my sword will cut him down without hesitation."

The fat man muttered with bulging eyes. Looking at the black and miserable Wekia soldiers in front of him, the fat man had to feel guilty. If these poor "babies" in front of him knew that they were being used as scapegoats, why not treat his fat body like a scapegoat? The flesh was scraped alive,

"How do I know that Kutan is not a good second-generation rich man? He imitates others and plays heroes. The son of a rich man doesn't even know it until he sits in court. It's unlucky for you to die in the hands of your fat man this time!"

"Sir, Samor Fortress! Samor Fortress..."

Crolisat, the hunter leader who was sent to investigate ahead, squeezed in from the crowd with sweat profusely, his voice hoarse like torn gauze, and the war horse under his crotch was breathing heavily in the cold winter night. Just now Croissant's galloping almost took her breath away.

"Okay, I already know that Samor Fortress has fallen, and we will soon face the revenge offensive of the Kugits. This winter is so damn cold!"

The fat man saw Crolissart's anxious face, and waved his hands with regret.

Fatty's heart aches when he thinks that the Kugit cavalry will blow through his territory like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, snatching away all his gold and silver treasures.

"Sir, sir, there is no one in Samor Fortress! The Kugits all ran away before they even had time to collect the bodies. Samor is now an empty city."

With a strange look on her face, Crolisate leaned close to the fat man's ear and whispered. Only he and the fat man could hear the small message. This small message was like a thunder in the fat man's ears.

"Run, ran away?"

The fat man looked at Crolissatt in disbelief, until he saw Crorissart nodding affirmatively, and a burst of ecstasy spread in the fat man's heart.

All the defenders of Samor have run away, the lords of Satdo have also run away, and now even the Kugits who caused trouble have run away. Could it be that he is such a bastard that he is so angry that even the goddess of luck has lifted up her underwear? It was too weird to open the door to two county leaders at once.

"Can't you get on?"

The fat man is hesitating. There is a lot of risk in sending troops to occupy such a large territory without authorization.

"If you die with a gun pointed upward, you will not die for tens of millions of years. The big bosses in the north are still too busy to live. How can they be in the mood to care about small rural landowners like themselves making a small fortune? If this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity is missed, they will suffer. Damn it!"

The fat man wiped his mouth with his hand, drooling from the excitement just now. He suddenly pulled out his knight's spear, pointed in the direction of the Samor Fortress in the distance, and shouted

"Everyone, follow me. I want to take back Samor Fortress and let those damn Kugits know the bravery of our Snow Country warriors!"

Watching the fat man and his 300 cavalrymen disappear into the darkness in a cloud of dust, the bearded Soderas, who had just cried, was also stunned. What kind of people are these? Could it be that he really ran into the so-called "superman of justice"?