Realm of Power

The invincible goshawk Avi died. He fell off his galloping horse with unwillingness and regret in his wide-open angry eyes. Ten powerful crossbow arrows penetrated his front,

Bright red blood sputtered from his body, and both humans and horses were stabbed like a hedgehog, curled up in a pile of corpses.

If it weren't for the silver goshawk battle flag he held tightly in his hand, it would have been difficult to find him among the blood of corpses on the ground.

To this end, the Vekia army spent a full hour,

Beside him, the corpses of nearly a hundred falcon cavalry were like rows of harvested and stacked wheat straw, surrounding their commander. No one retreated. Even if the front was a dead ground that could never be crossed, these loyal guards were willing to follow. Their commanders together

Avize's body and soul have disappeared in this rubble of rocks, and all his ambitions have also dispersed with the wind. This hero from Normandy fell like a meteor from the rising star before he could use it.

Just because he met an opponent he shouldn't have met, he was another prey under the claws of the Vecian falcon. No one could escape, only the dead.

In the middle of the night, dim dark clouds covered the moonlight, and it seemed that the sky was also grieving for the death of a hero. A squirming figure slowly crawled out from the mouth of the relaxed valley, his body covered with bright red blood, far away. Looks like a corpse

He is just a small soldier. The targets of Samor's soldiers are all set on Avize and those officers. No one cares about this small soldier, and no one thinks that there are cowards who are greedy for life and fear of death in the Falcon Cavalry.

This is war, cruel and extremely dependent on luck,

A peerless feat of defeating the first famous general, just like this, quietly passed by Avi and disappeared into the long river of history, but it pushed another peerless famous general onto the stage of history.

Later generations of historians did not know that this ordinary encounter that was passed down in history intertwined the fate of two famous generals from different continents. One was the founder of the Falcon Dynasty, and the other was an astounding figure. The undefeated general Philogus was frightened by the news.

The night wind whistled through the main hall of Luo Lin Palace. A red spark exploded from the brazier at the door, making the faces of everyone in the palace flicker. Hundreds of people hung on the suspended ceiling in the center of the palace. Only the candle illuminated the palace as if it were daytime, but the people inside the palace felt a suffocating feeling enveloping them. Their shadows were reflected on the walls of the palace, and the candlelight swayed, as if they were helpless and hissing. Swinging with shouts

The Rowling Palace is located in the city of Burs in the southern center of the Salander Kingdom. It is a palace of King Hakim Sultan. It is now the base camp of the Normans who came across the sea. It is only 150 kilometers away from the capital of Salander.

Since the occupation of the southern sea area of ​​​​Saland, troops from Normandy have continued to come from the distant continent. The original 6 legions suddenly increased to 11 legions, with a strength of 70,000, exceeding only 50,000. If the Salander Kyoto garrison of the army had not relied on the solid peripheral defense of Kyoto, the center of the Salander Kingdom would have been defeated by the Normans long ago.

Sitting on the throne of the palace is none other than the Lord of Normandy, the Grand Duke of Carvey. This Grand Duke from the Gallic Empire is looking at the generals who are standing suddenly below with a frightening look. Receiving the battle report from the failure of the northern plan, the eyes of this generation of heroes looked murderous, and even the breath coming from his nose had a bit of burning kerosene.

The generals below all lowered their heads under the angry gaze of Kaweibao. The Lord of the Navy, Marquis Hevar, shrank his neck subconsciously and trembled with fear. He felt the Grand Duke's gaze staring at him, as if he was Look at a mangy dog ​​that is extremely disgusted,

Hevar glanced around, trying to find a helper, but the generals beside him seemed to subconsciously stay away from him, leaving him alone.

This time the grand duke was furious. The generals had already received the tip. The "Northern Plan" that the grand duke had high hopes for had just received extremely bad news. The wild wolf Hou Xavius ​​missed it, and the unlucky guy's head was... At this moment, it is hanging on the gate of Salander Kyoto opposite. For the arrogant Normandy siege army, which thinks that it is invincible, it is tantamount to a bolt from the blue. The entire attack line arranged outside is because of this The matter was in an uproar,

Originally, the northern plan proposed by Minister of Military Affairs Sager was to send 4 to 5 elite marine regiments and 60 Salander warships to bypass the defense line of the Salander Navy and bypass the Salander through the dangerous deep sea. The Randers launched an attack from behind, hoping to form a front and rear pincer attack on Salander Kyoto.

However, Admiral Heval pointed out that although the Salander Navy suffered heavy losses, it still had its main force. While containing the opponent, the Normandy Navy was unable to spare enough ships for transportation.

One corps, this is already the limit of the Normandy Navy, which can carry soldiers and supplies. Even if all the warships captured in the south are counted, the number of troops that can be transported at the same time will never exceed 2 corps, and the defense of Salander Kyoto is very It is strong and has sufficient material reserves in the city, which can fully support the arrival of reinforcements from the north.

Rather than being passive when the time comes, it is better to attack other territories in the north first, and continue to weaken the resistance and fighting will of the Salander people through cannibalization, and then encircle Salander Kyoto and break it with one blow.

This day's suggestion was obviously more in line with Grand Duke Kavibode's wishes than the previous one. After weighing the pros and cons, Grand Duke Kavibode decided to split his troops into two groups.

One group was fully loaded with troops of a corps to seize the port of Lhasa in the north of Sarande to open up a passage for subsequent transportation and break the entire stalemate. The other group bypassed the defense line of the Sarande Navy and transported the elite Housavis Corps and Goshawk Corps to the back of Sarande Kyoto to carry out the plan of harassing various territories.

This was an outstanding plan, which hit the soft spot of Sarande's narrow island terrain, encircled and annihilated the reinforcements, and cut off both ends. It was perfect.

Unfortunately, people As fate would have it, the navy attacking Lhasa Port was attacked by an unknown fleet just when it was about to achieve a complete victory. Not only did it lose several warships, but it also lost several excellent captains and had to retreat in a hurry.

The Housavis Corps that had landed earlier also suffered a disastrous defeat under the city of Lhasa. Not only was the entire army annihilated, but even their heads became the war exploits that the Sarandes boasted about. This undoubtedly made Kavibod, who was used to going smoothly, very angry.

"Tell me, what are you going to do next with your navy?" Looking at the Navy Minister who was about to scare the hell out of him, the voice of Grand Duke Kavibod almost seemed to come out of his nose. *Literature Network*.

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