Realm of Power

...the way home (3)

The fat man stood by the string window on the second floor of the Mecca Fort Hall, silently looking at the scenery outside, with his hands on the cold and thick walls, and a complex emotion in his eyes. This is Mecca. Half a month ago, More than 100,000 Nord troops are here to kick off the decisive battle to determine continental hegemony.

In this dilapidated fortress in front of them, seven thousand Falcon defenders relied on their high fighting spirit and their own flesh and blood to fight against 60,000 elite Nord troops for two days using not so sophisticated weapons. ,

These two days are enough to change a lot of things. From the original hastily set up decisive battle at Fort Gerber to the more powerful and reliable tactics of clearing the country with exhausted troops, it may only take one thought and less than a second, but the execution Getting up is indeed two different things.

The first thing that needs to be considered is how to evacuate more than 100,000 civilians from Tire in a timely manner. To this end, almost all the carriages, ships, and even ox carts that can be mobilized in the entire Tire territory are running, just to take away everything that can be Take them all away without leaving anything for the Nords to use.

Then there is the clearing of various village settlements. If you want to complete it in a short time, the complexity of it is no less than an arduous battle. Tire is not like other regions. In this land, bloody battles have broken out. , many Tyrians were still hostile to the dynasty. In many areas, the stubborn Tyrians were not only unwilling to carry out the orders, but even formed groups with each other, meeting together to resist the orders issued from the center of the town, or forming The escort team came to resist the local leaders who came to urge the migration,

But war is war, and the orders of the army cannot be questioned,

The army responsible for carrying out the migration mission could only throw burning torches onto the villagers' thatched houses, and then forcefully stuff 2 gold coins into the hands of the owner of the thatched house who looked full of grief and anger.

Looking at the dwellings burning in the fire, all the Tyrians knelt on the ground in tears,

"Remember, the only people who will show up here tomorrow are enemies! According to the orders from above, we will kill without mercy!" The Falcon Army officer on the horse pretended to be vicious and slashed the pillars of the thatched house with a sharp knife. The burning grass flew everywhere, scaring everyone so much that they subconsciously shrank their heads.

This kind of thing happened thousands of times every day during the two days when the relocation order was enforced. The military's strong execution allowed this difficult task to be completed within two days, but the man-made huge flow of refugees was also revealed. , a large number of Tyrians migrated to the southern coast, making several cities on the southern coast overcrowded.

Without houses, these refugees who hold gold coins in their hands but are completely unwilling to spend them are huddled in densely packed streets and corners in the city. They stretch endlessly and number in the tens of thousands. They have lost their lovely homes and wonder if there will be a tomorrow. The Tire people huddled in the streets and alleys of these beautiful cities, with desolate and hesitant expressions written all over their faces.

This is as tragic as a strong man breaking his arm. The persistence of 7,000 defenders and the displacement of more than 100,000 refugees created the perfect ending.

The city of Mecca, which had been lost for 24 days, was once again in his hands. The 150,000 Nords, who had always thought highly of themselves and were unscrupulous, were imprisoned by themselves into a desperate situation where they had to fight to break out.

The fat man's gaze was fixed on the top of the hills and fields in the distance. A round red sun slowly climbed up to the horizon. It used its spear, which emitted thousands of light and heat, to disperse the fog that shrouded the earth, dragging the fat man's back until he stood up. !

Another spring is coming, and the distant mountains are like black clouds. The land that was once stained by blood has returned to calm. The shrubs growing on it are swaying in the cold wind.

On the mountainous area that has just gone through a long and brutal winter, the thousands of layers of melted snow have gathered into thin, crystal clear white trickles, sliding down from the heights of the mountain stream along the huge rocks as smooth as mirrors, like tiny white ribbons. The stream drips on the rocks along the mountain stream, and the water splashes everywhere, making a pleasant tinkling and crisp knocking sound.

The fat man saw that in the place where the melted ice and snow flowed, where the thick ice layer had once been frozen, countless green dots could be vaguely seen, like a force that was struggling to stretch, making the earth still trembling in the cold wind, There is a warm feeling of spring,

"Pa" the heavy room door was pushed open by Mao Monaqing, "Your Majesty, General Hu Keqili reported urgently that the Nord army has divided its forces and attacked the Dillens defense line in turns since yesterday. The defenders of the defense line suffered heavy casualties. If there are no reinforcements within 2 days, If we get there, Dylans defense will be lost! "

"Really? Sure enough, the Nord Army still put the final weight on Dylans!" The fat man retracted his gaze from a distance. He did not take the report from Mao Monaqing's hand, but showed a hint of the corner of his mouth. With a self-deprecating smile, "Since we have cut off the way home, we should leave some peace of mind for the Nords! Otherwise, they will be called unkind. The hundred thousand Nord troops who were forced into despair are not so easy to deal with." of!"

"What do you mean by your majesty?" Mao Monaqing, who was wearing an emerald winter dress, looked at the fat man in surprise. From the fat man's tone, she seemed to hear that the fat man meant to let the Nords go. If that was the case, then the fat man would have no choice but to give up. Is it just to teach the Nords a lesson after putting so much effort into it? This is too incredible.

"I didn't originally intend to kill all the Nords, but since the other party is knocking on the door, we should also fulfill our friendship as landlords, so that we can be a good guest and host!"

The fat man walked to the desk behind him, picked up an order that had already been signed on it, and handed it to Mao Monaqing who looked excited. "I know that you have always opposed excessive killing, so this task will be left to you. Let me The Ministry of Military Affairs sent it to Dillens and told Hu Keqili to release the area to the east of the defense line near the port and let the Nords return home by ship. He just needs to do a good job in the aftermath! "

"Your Majesty, I'll do it right away." An unbelievable joy flashed across Mao Monaqing's face. She took the order and read it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, she left happily like a little bird.

"It's still the same." The fat man smiled silently. He knew that for Mao Monaqing, a born pacifist, what could be more gratifying than personally issuing an order that could save a hundred thousand lives? Something happened!

"I didn't expect that the undefeated Vecia Falcon would be equally invincible in his methods of tricking girls into making them happy."

As soon as Mao Monaqing left, a cold and charming figure appeared at the door of the room.

"Haha, I thought you would wait until everything was settled before you show up." The fat man smiled bitterly and looked helplessly at Ruitang Tingna, the eldest princess of the East Courtyard, at the door. His eyes couldn't help but feel bright.

This princess of Dongting, who is famous for being aloof and arrogant, has an excellent figure. Her long black hair, unique to the Kugit people, hangs down her back. It is as long as her tun. It is black and shiny. Her beauty is the kind of blue sky. The feeling is like the spring scenery under the ice outside the window, looking forward to it in a blur,

"Why, am I right?"

Ruitang Tingna breathed a sigh of relief, leaning on the pillar of the door, showing off her graceful figure, and said in a lazy tone, "The nonsense about letting the Nords return from the water is only like that of Mauna Qing." Only a girl who doesn’t understand will believe you!”

"I'm very sincere! Is it a mistake to let him go back?" The fat man blinked his eyes innocently.

Ruitang Tingna was unmoved and continued, "Your words are just to deceive people who don't understand ocean transportation. Anyone with a little bit of brains knows how many ships are needed to transport an army of 100,000 people?

The Nord Navy has been severely damaged by you many times and now there are only about 200 large and small ships that can be put together.

With such a combat power, you still have to face the harassment of your Falcon Navy at all times. If you can transport 40,000 people back safely after a full attack, you will be thankful.

What to do with the remaining 60,000 people? Another trip? After more than ten days, everything was finished!

60,000 people must have to make sacrifices! This is the brilliance of His Majesty. He only exposed a gap that seemed to be a way out, and let the Nords fall into the trap without revealing anything.

In this unavoidable civil strife, the Nords must make plans to abandon their own people."

"Oh, why do you think so? Can't you think of something good about me? After all, I still let the Nords live!" The fat man shook his head and smiled bitterly when Ruitang Tingna said,

Being pointed out the little calculation in his heart, he couldn't help but be shocked again by the strategic ability of this Princess of Dongting. This heir specially trained by the King of Dongting, a talented person of this generation of the Golden Family, indeed has skills that are not inferior to his own. With his eyesight and courage, he was also secretly glad that he had captured the princess of the East Courtyard at the beginning of his attack on the East Courtyard. Otherwise, the outcome of the battle in the East Courtyard would have been unpredictable.

"I just wanted to ask you a question." Ruitang Tingna nodded and frowned slightly. Instead of answering, she asked with a sleepy look. "You could obviously trap all 100,000 Nord troops to death, so why did you let some of them go?" What about part of it?

Don't tell me, are you really just trying to get the Nords to cause chaos on their own? I believe that you have already laid so many tricks, from cutting off logistics, to releasing prisoners, and now you are launching the most powerful killing move. If it is just to cause civil strife in the Nord army, there should be more methods. Why? I chose an unflattering method! Don't tell me that you don't know, otherwise Tingna will look down on you! "

"Those who are good at fighting win the heart, have you ever heard of it!" The fat man knew that if he continued not to admit it, he would really make the arrogant and venomous Princess Dongting despise him, so he had to explain this time. If King Jagrork of Nord, who leads the attack, withdraws his troops from the sea, due to the limited number, they will inevitably be occupied by his cronies. Once this news is spread back to Nord, where will the authority of the Nord royal family exist?

The fat man sighed and continued, "Since you want to know, I'm not afraid to tell you. In fact, no matter how many people the Nords can withdraw from the Dylans Sea, I really don't care.

I have fought against the Nords several times. What I value most is that the Nord army has been formed through hundreds of years of cruelty. The unyielding and heroic army is the foundation of the Nords. As long as this spirit exists, no one can truly defeat the Nords. After defeating a Nord army of 100,000, they will still quickly form another 100,000.

If you want to truly defeat Nord, you must focus on the heart. This time the Nord leaders abandoned the soldiers who fought endlessly in order to survive. The news will inevitably spread back to the country with the evacuated troops. When the time comes, That Nord warrior would still fight to the death for it. Naturally, the Nord kingdom that had defeated the Thousand-Year Dynasty and had been fighting against the Ruidian for hundreds of years in the southern part of the continent, with a cloud of fierce generals and no fear of death, was already in the hearts of the Nord people. Dead!

"Those who are good at fighting win the heart!" Rui Tangtingna chewed the fat man's words carefully. She couldn't help but show shock on her face. This was the first time she heard of this tactic aimed at attacking the enemy's will to fight and the national spirit. Her eyes suddenly lit up when she looked at the fat man.

"It seems that I still underestimated you." Ruitang Tingna's pretty eyes flashed with complex emotions, and she didn't seem to hide her shocked expression. She said softly, "Bogorzamu once said that there is a kind of Man is a born strategist, able to put our Kuji The wind, thunder, vegetation, mountains, rivers and water that the special people worship, and maybe even the ethereal and unpredictable factors such as time, can be used as weapons to kill the enemy. I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it. Our Dongting was defeated by you. In my hand, I have nothing to say!”

"What I want to defeat this time is not only the hundred thousand troops of the Nords in front of me, but also the spirit of war that the Nords have had for hundreds of years!" The fat man's tone suddenly became extremely serious, and he clenched his fists. Zhong knocked on the table

Until many years later, the Mecca Dilans Counterattack was still a hot topic among military historians. Countless researchers published lengthy studies, experiences, thoughts, and explorations on this topic.

They published an astonishing number of papers, earned countless royalties, and some even became authorities. The research was so in-depth that even the names of every squad leader who participated in the Nord army at that time were found out.

Even when he learned that the Falcon Army had released a corner of the defense line, he stood up from his seat excitedly. His Majesty the Nord King Agrolok walked back and forth at that time, but he could not escape the sharp eyes of historians.

But the biggest question is still unsolved. Why did the Falcon Emperor, known as the unparalleled strategist and the first man in the world for thousands of years, unexpectedly issued a letter to abandon the defensive line and blockade despite the perfect opportunity to annihilate the 100,000 Nord army? command,

The Dylans Counterattack suddenly entered a new stage that was not as intense as the early stage, but was even more glorious. No one knew how the Vecchia Falcon came to be such a masterstroke, but a historian said in his monograph "This is the beginning of the darkest period of the Nordic Kingdom, and it is also the first glimmer of light before the centuries-old unification of the Ikadiva continent."

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Fatty's military order was conveyed to the Dylans defense line a hundred miles away that night.

"Quickly give it to the adults patrolling on the city wall." The guard messenger who had been waiting in front of the military pigeon cage quickly carefully took off the letter from the carrier pigeon tui, and then handed it to the guard behind him and said, "This is an emergency from the Ministry of Military Affairs." Your response, your Excellency has been ordered to send it immediately as soon as it is received without any delay."

"Yes!" The guards took the letter and did not hesitate at all. They almost trotted through the corridor on the Dylans defense line. The torches inserted on the city road shone on their fast running figures.

Some exhausted soldiers were leaning on the city road. They were wearing blood-stained armor and holding broken weapons in their arms. They were squatting in the city road to rest.

"What's going on? Have the Nords started attacking again?" Seeing the guards of the legion headquarters running past in a hurry, some soldiers opened their eyes tiredly, but the peaceful atmosphere outside did not look like a battle at all, which made them think again Close your eyes, there is too much blood on the fighting battlefield, and only in your own dreams can you find the long-lost peace that belongs to you.

"Has anyone seen Lord Hu Keqili?" Konoe shouted anxiously. Because he could not know the specific location of Hu Keqili, Konoe, who was holding the reply in his hand, could only shout and run forward, but Most are silent responses

In order to prevent the Nords from attacking at night, all the soldiers wore armor and slept. On the city wall covered with torches, people sat in clusters in the east and west. They moved to several positions in a row, and there were no guards. Find Hu Keqili,

Watching the sky getting brighter and brighter, Konoe was running around in a panic, anxious and confused.

"It seems that we are going to the corner tower at the east end. Many people died there during the day, and there are also a large number of wounded soldiers." A hoarse and unpleasant voice came from the direction of resting in the corner, like torn cloth,

There were a bunch of Dillens soldiers warming up over a bonfire. Two consecutive days of fierce attacks had exhausted the defending Falcon army to the brink of saturation. In the afternoon, Hu Keqili could only let Dillens, who had been staying behind, The Lens army also went up to the city wall, and finally repelled the Nord attack. The combat effectiveness of these Dylans was not very good, but they were indeed very hardworking.

"Thank you!" The guard said a military salute from a distance towards the place where the voice came from. Sure enough, at the corner of the east end of the city wall, he found Hu Keqili who was comforting the wounded soldiers.

"Sir, a reply from the Ministry of Military Affairs!" Panting, Konoe stopped in front of Hu Keqili. Hu Keqili stood up, a look of joy flashed on his haggard face, and he couldn't wait to open the letter and read it carefully. I repeated it several times, and my two eyebrows were heavily twisted into the character Sichuan.

"Order the Fourth and Fifth Squadrons to release their defense lines and let the Nords pass!" Hu Keqi tried his best to suppress his trembling voice and squeezed the letter tightly into a ball with his fingers.

‘Let the Nords pass? Konoe was startled by this order. He wondered if he was hallucinating because he was too tired. He looked hesitant and said, "If it is such an order, I'm afraid that the 4th and 5th Squadrons will refuse to execute it. They are already there." After holding on for three days, almost all of them stayed above... If you refuse, you must carry out this order. This is His Majesty's order! No matter what they do, even if they attack the Nords alone, they must be let go!" Hu Keqi! Li's face was so heavy that it felt like water was about to drip... q! .