Realm of Power

608 Battle of Kyoto (3)

The Thirteenth Corps of Fubailou only appeared on the other side of the battlefield near sunset. The scattered queue was almost undisciplined. The soldiers' armor was half draped on their shoulders, and some casually held the long hair in their hands. The spear was carried on the shoulder without any respect,

The chaotic noise was just like a group of wild ducks being forcibly driven away. Suddenly they found a swampy beach full of food. They rushed forward in a chaotic manner, and then stood there in confusion, even if they were lined up in a straight line. difficulty,

Most of them are playboys from Kyoto, or some defeated nobles. The reason why they joined the army is simply to gain the identity of a Mamunuk knight. For them, the cruel war is completely unimaginable. , they are ordinary people, not soldiers. This can be seen from their dull eyes that are as pale as paper and stare at the distant battlefield.

They are the products of the great nobles of Kyoto to maximize their money-making. Due to the financial constraints of the kingdom, the Sultan has acquiesced in many shady behaviors, including this kind of identity trafficking.

Those powerful men, while awarding these guys the status of Mamunuk knights, also fortified these rich locals who had not even trained for a day.

They would never be sent to the battlefield, but now, they found themselves being dropped on the battlefield. The situation could be described as an earthquake. The blood in the distance almost dyed half the mountain red, and the tragic sound of fighting was You can clearly hear it from more than ten miles away. The miserable howls of the wounded soldiers and the shocking assassination are enough to cause these ordinary people who have never been on the battlefield to cause chaos before they are pushed forward.

"Didn't you say you don't have to go to the battlefield? Why did you bring us to a place like this?"

A soldier of the Thirteenth Corps threw his weapon to the ground with a pale face. The scene of a river of blood in front of him made him sit down on the ground in fear and shouted hysterically. His shout made the already chaotic team Even before entering the battle, the phenomenon of shame has already appeared. Judging from the current situation, it is becoming more and more obvious that they will be queued up as a reserve team.

A group of law enforcement cavalry came from a distance. These chaotic noises quickly attracted the attention of the third prince Fuharis, who was not far from them.

"Is this the Thirteenth Legion of that ugly woman's son?"

His eyes swept over the legions in the distance that were like a hornet's nest. The third prince Fuharis, who was riding on a white horse, twitched at the corner of his eyes and snorted at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, what an interesting guy"

"Interesting? What's going on with this Thirteenth Army?" Beside Fuharis, a two-meter-tall General Mamunuk said angrily, "The other legions have been fighting for a whole day, these sloppy It's really shameful that this guy arrived so late. If I were the commander, I would definitely send this guy to the front line first, and let the enemy's sword teach them what a Salander warrior is."

He is the adjutant assigned to Foharis, a famous brave general in the kingdom, the Marquis of Bolkin, and the three-time champion of the Mamunuk Knights Competition in Kyoto. He is tall and strong and stands next to the thin Foharis, like a dark man. An iron tower, wearing thick armor, a big chin, a bald head, some hair that has just turned white and is sparse, and a pair of serious eyes shining with a strong spirit.

"Don't worry, General Movi, this is not necessarily a bad thing."

Of course, the third prince Fuharis knew what his deputy was angry about. Instead of complying, he kept staring at a figure standing on the hillside in the distance. His face was full of solemnity, and he smiled instead of angry.

"I think we may have all overlooked one point. If this guy's lateness results in the siege and suppression of tens of thousands of troops being wasted, I'm afraid the most angry person to jump to the next step is not us. It should be my consumer who relied on this battle. , he is the eldest brother who established his position as Crown Prince in one fell swoop. He proposed this plan himself. How could he let go of such a good opportunity now?"

"You are saying that His Highness and his First Mamunuk Knights have left Kyoto. Kyoto is not empty..."

Realizing the meaning of the third prince's words, the expression of the fat Marquis Bolkin suddenly changed.

This news is really shocking. The First Mamunuk Regiment of the Grand Prince, but the Royal Guards directly under the royal family, has a total of 25,000 people. If some logistics are included, the number accounts for almost half of all the troops in Kyoto. More than that, it is the absolute force that guards Kyoto.

Although he is only the commander of the peripheral army and has no access to high-level secrets, he also knows that the entire Kyoto has only 60,000 troops. In this battle, the mobilization of 15,000 troops to defend the perimeter has caused a huge There is a hole in the defense. If the First Mamunuk Knights, the strongest in number and combat power, are mobilized, the entire Kyoto defense line will basically be in vain.

"I know what you are thinking"

The third prince Fu and Reese sighed, with an inexplicable emotion flashing through their eyes. "Originally, according to the plan, this battle should end as quickly as possible and then return to Kyoto immediately. Unfortunately, this is just our wish. My That big brother obviously has other plans. Now that he has a lot of troops, I'm afraid he won't give up so easily."

"Your Highness, what do you mean by this?" Bolkin's face was stunned. What Fu and Reese said was really treasonous. His Majesty the Sultan has four sons, but none of them have yet established the crown prince. Under such circumstances, the Third Highness The meaning of these words makes people’s hair stand on end just thinking about it.

"Don't you see?" ↓ Wang Zifu and Reese smiled bitterly, pointed at a group of Salander troops in the distance that were retreating, and said, "You should have noticed, right? Our troops are obviously stronger than those of the Vekians. Several times more, but every time they are sent out, there are some legions with weak combat effectiveness.

We and that waste are both threats in the eyes of the elder brother, and they have been scheduled for the attack at noon tomorrow. My extremely scheming elder brother obviously wants to wait until the other party is exhausted, and then personally carry out the final blow. "

"No wonder I just said that, why are some miscellaneous people rushing up, making our real Salander warriors lose face?" Marquis Bolkin suddenly realized on his face, and secretly counted the legions sent to the battlefield today. sequence, we have to admit this fact,

"Actually, that guy is very smart"

The third prince Fu and Reese turned to look at Fu Bailou who was still arranging his team in the distance. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. It had been an hour, but his legion was still in a mess. Even the law enforcement team could not control these masters. soldiers,

Not to mention going to the battlefield, these people can immediately blow up the camp even if there is a slight movement. For example, right now, those veteran soldiers are holding weapons in their hands and surrounding a dozen cavalrymen from the law enforcement team.

As for the thin shadow, he had a leisurely look on his face, standing not far away just like a passerby watching the fun.

Fu Helis had a bitter taste in his mouth and said with complicated eyes.

"Did you see it? I dare to say that guy definitely did it on purpose. It was only when I arrived that I realized that the real protagonist was not me. I was just cannon fodder used to delay time. People who can see this, I I believe that there are not many in the entire Salander Kingdom, but that loser doesn’t know what he discovered. He actually put up such a situation, as if he already knew it.”

"But if he is like this, isn't he afraid of His Highness?" Bolkin asked with a puzzled look.

"Haha, you don't understand." Third Prince Fuhe Lisi smiled. "His lazy demeanor is the best cover for His Highness. No one cares about a waste, not to mention that this waste does not have any military ability." , Sometimes I also think that if his mother was not a maid, he might be the most useless among our four brothers."

"You mean His Highness the Fourth Prince is just pretending..." Marquis Bolkin's voice was full of surprise. He couldn't help but look at the thin and determined figure standing in the distance. The whole Kyoto knew this. The Fourth Highness is a complete disgrace to His Majesty the Sultan.

An irreparable mistake made at the wrong time, in the wrong place,

Therefore, most of the Salander nobles treated the Fourth Highness with a joke-like attitude. They did not expect that the Third Highness, who was always known for his cleverness and intelligence, would rate this royal shame so highly.

"Haha, a top student who graduated from Palawan Military Academy will be an idiot who doesn't understand military affairs. Do you believe this?" Third Prince Fu and Reese laughed and said, "It's a pity that he is still a little green. Sometimes he does I’ve passed it, and I’m very confident.”

On a hillside outside the city of Baku, a middle-aged man wearing gorgeous armor was staring at the Salander army attacking the hillside in the distance.

Her reddish-brown hair has some gray at the ends, and her sharp eyes are like light blue pearls, with a calm and thoughtful expression. Her chiseled face reveals a natural violent temperament.

"It's almost time. Let's stop here today. Let Lermontov's legion withdraw and other legions attack in order according to the original plan."

The middle-aged man looked up at the twilight that was about to set on the horizon. He waved to the messenger behind him. The melodious bugle sounded, and the Salander army that attacked in front retreated again.

Several Mamunuk generals followed him nervously, and the military flag representing the identity of the army commander was flying above his head. He was the eldest prince of the Salander Kingdom, and Roland

His Majesty the Sultan's most trusted prince, a genius recognized by the royal family. He passed the junior Mamunuk knight's examination at the age of ten. At the age of fifteen, with the approval of His Majesty the Sultan, he was appointed as the best graduate of the Mamunuk Academy. A deputy commander of the Mamunuk Army. Some people once speculated that the throne of His Majesty the Sultan is likely to fall on this prince.

Just as the third prince Fuharis was thinking, if this war ends, it is absolutely certain that the eldest prince will be appointed as the crown prince. This time, His Majesty the Sultan will hand over such important command power to the hands of the eldest prince. This is it. Evidence of the rumors,

"Your Highness, stay here"

At this time, the commander of the Lermontov Army who had been called down just now walked over from the front covered in dust, "I want to know why I was asked to retreat. I lost 2,000 of my best soldiers before I rushed forward. You Let me come down like this and let me explain to the soldiers of the legion."

His face was full of anger. Just now, his legion had rushed up the first hillside, and he was about to become the first legion commander to achieve meritorious service. However, the order from behind made him feel angry.

He is not the commander of the few miscellaneous legions in front of him, he is the commander of the regular legion, and he is also a great nobleman in Kyoto. Even when facing the noble prince, he stood on the road with no fear on his face.

"Are you questioning me? Commander Lermontov"

Roland's calm and terrifying eyes were like a sharp sword, staring directly at the guy who dared to offend him in person. This made Lermontov feel a chill in his heart, and then he realized that he had made a mistake. Go up there, there's nothing you can do

"The blood of Salander's warriors dyed that hill red, and the lives of thousands of brothers were lost on it." Lermontov's lips trembled, pointing to the hills in the distance, with a hint of crying in his voice, "If not For a reasonable reason, not only will I be dissatisfied, but I believe all the generals present will be dissatisfied."

"Really? You think so too"

Roland's arrogant eyes swept across, and the generals who were seen lowered their heads. The battle on this day was indeed very frustrating. They could not rush or retreat, and they had to put on a posture of fighting to the death. This was too torture. People are dead. Looking at the soldiers falling in rows on the hill, which general is not heartbroken?

Roland's face was solemn and he said coldly, "As the commander-in-chief of the battle, I have no obligation to explain my combat intentions to you, but for the sake of your many years of service to the royal family, I will violate His Majesty's secret order and reveal a little to you."More Roland's voice paused, then he raised his finger and pointed to the hillside with the Wikiya flag flying in the distance.

"Have you ever heard of boiling a frog in warm water? If you put a frog in boiling water, the frog will jump away. If we put it in warm water, it will slowly lose its most basic vigilance. , and finally died in boiling water, those Vekians are the same as frogs , we have no control. If the entire army attacks, the opponent will immediately choose to evacuate from the coast. We can only weaken the attack strength step by step. When the opponent relaxes his vigilance, the entire army will attack and give the opponent a fatal blow. Otherwise, It’s so hard for us to think about getting another chance.”

After hearing what Roland said, Lermontov lowered his head in embarrassment, and the other army commanders also looked apologetic.

Lermontov looked at the red faces of other colleagues, took a step forward, bowed and saluted respectfully to Roland.

"I'm sorry, I was too reckless. I didn't expect His Highness's vision to be so far-reaching. It is my honor and the honor of all Salander warriors to be able to fight under His Highness's command. I believe that the souls of those three thousand warriors are also He will protect our success in this battle."

When the generals left, a sly smile appeared on Roland's cold lips.

In fact, this battle plan itself was formulated by him. It should have been clearly stated in the layout meeting, but speaking it out at this moment will undoubtedly have the greatest effect in gaining the loyalty of the generals.

The night is getting darker, and the sun reluctantly disappears slowly from the west, but its afterglow seems to linger on the bloody battlefield and cannot dissipate for a long time.

The wisps of the sunset's afterglow slanted on the blood-stained stones, making this hell-like battlefield even more tragic. The cracked military flag looked particularly sad in the dim sunlight.

There are also those ownerless horses, which are also wailing in a low voice facing the sun. The whimpering bugle echoes in this desolate land, twitching the hearts of every Mamunuk knight.

The gray sky was pitch black, with no stars, no moon, and even no wind. It was as if the confrontation between Salander and Wiki Runner had condensed the world. The air seemed very heavy, and the breathing was heavy. It is very difficult, and many people can feel their hearts beating rapidly.

Boundless tension silently enveloped everyone on this land from all directions, whether it was looking from the Dylans battleship or the Salander camp, what could be seen was, They are all continuous fires.

The Salander army besieging the city burned a large number of fires on the top of the city to prevent the Vecians from raiding. Similarly, the Vecians also placed a large number of wooden torches around the hillside camps. The torch was soaked in vegetable oil and burned very fiercely, illuminating every inch of the open space as bright as day.

It was extremely cold in the Baku ruins late at night. The wind howled between the ruins, making a trembling sound, as if the gods were roaring, or as if the injured god was groaning and struggling in pain. Feeling each ruin at close range, it seems that you can faintly feel the trembling of the ruins, as if there is also a fierce war going on inside.

Pu Xiu patted the dust on his body and felt that his rough and dark face, which was blown by the sea breeze, was actually a little painful from the night wind. One could imagine how fierce the night wind was.

The climate here is really amazing. The temperature difference between day and night is huge. It is at least above 30 degrees. In the afternoon, I am so hot that I am covered in sweat. I wish I could take off all my armor. Now the sweat is wiped away by the cold night wind. When you blow it, it immediately starts to freeze and sticks tightly to your body, making you feel very uncomfortable.

Many Dillens heavy infantrymen quietly untied their armors. A day's fierce battle cost them one-third. Fortunately, they were very close to the battleship group, and the injured soldiers could be sent to the ship in time. There were Although the number of Dylans' pharmacists is a bit small, they can at least keep most of the wounded soldiers until the transport ship arrives.

"Captain, look" a Dillens scout quietly approached from the bushes nearby and pointed to the Salander camp in the distance "**, the Salanders really spent a lot of money this time. This is the seventh time. The regiment has been mobilized. I really didn’t expect that there would be so many of these Salanders.”

Hearing the voice of the scout, Pu Qiu quickly raised the watch in his hand and looked over, and suddenly took a breath of air.

I saw the military flags displayed in the Salander camp. From time to time, I could see groups of infantry mobilizing. Their spears were like a forest, their metal armors were flashing red tubes in the firelight, and their densely packed large shields were almost like a giant dragon's. Countless scales are rolling in the dust in the distance,

The cavalry horses kept galloping past like horse lanterns. It could be seen that the Salanders were adjusting their attack deployment overnight.

Some military flags that had never appeared before continued to appear at the front, piled up like echelons. The troops with greater losses were quietly replaced. The densely packed figures looked like groups of black shadows from a distance. Other military flags also They are mobilizing, either behind these new flags or at the front. At first glance, they are in a posture of preparing for the entire army to press forward.

Pu Xiang's eyes flickered as he stared at the Salander army in the distance. He made a calculation in his mind. With his sophistication and calmness, he licked his lips nervously.

He has been squatting here for half a night. Good guy, in this half night, the Salander army seen in the lookout mirror has at least replaced about 20,000 troops, which is three times the number of Dylans' army. According to this calculation, the number of Salander's army is more than 40,000, which must be estimated.

It can be seen from the logo on the military flag that the new troops being supplemented are all powerful new troops that have just arrived. It can be seen from their movements and lineup that these people are absolutely brave warriors. Their physique and momentum are far stronger than ordinary soldiers, which can be felt even through the lookout glass.

"It seems that the previous attack was just the smoke of the Salanders. Let's just say it. What's wrong with the tens of thousands of troops and not even one person who can fight?" Pu Yi curled his lips with a strange expression and waved at the scouts next to him. He waved his hand and whispered

"Immediately report to the superiors. The Salanders have not only hidden more than double their troops, but are also replacing the battle-damaged troops with elite troops. They should be preparing to launch the final blow tomorrow."

"Crack"

The information was placed heavily on the table by Dylan Kelly. Her mature and beautiful face was full of solemnity. She was secretly glad that she had kept an open mind. Otherwise, she would not even know how she died. Commander Salander opposite him was too He was so cunning that he used the casualties of thousands of Salanders to cover up his final intention.

"This guy is really capable of instigating people. He has an army of 40,000 people. Even if he pushes, he can level this small area."

Thinking of the cunningness of his opponent, Dylans Kelly was itching his teeth with hatred. If he hadn't been careful, tomorrow might be the day when Dylans army would be completely destroyed.

"Come here, please call all the generals. I want to hold an emergency meeting." Dylan Kelly pushed open the cabin door and shouted to the guard standing at the door. Soon more than a dozen General Dylans came in from the door. ,

"Mother," more than a dozen General Dylans stood in a row and saluted in unison.

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