Realm of Power

The night was quiet. The fat man took a sip of the steaming water in the cup, moved to the window, and quietly looked at the distant sky like burning clouds, as if appreciating the beautiful scenery.

It was as red as blood, overwhelming, and at a glance, there was a shocking killing effect.

"Have you found out? Who lit this fire?"

The fat man turned around with a calm face and asked lightly. Judging from the direction of the fire, it should be in the direction of Jankers Town, which happened to be the headquarters of the Nord Fifth Army.

Standing behind him was Plais who hurried over. When he walked in the door, he happened to hear an adjutant reporting, "It has been identified that it was the 20,000 cavalry led by Varisien himself. In the early hours of this morning, They raided the headquarters of the Nordic Fifth Army and won a great victory, killing 21,000 Nordic troops. They are now on their way back.

The Adjutant General's Office had also just received a battle report of a successful battle, telling them that Varisien would behead 20,000 heads and pile them up into three mountains of more than ten meters high in the town of Janes."

"Haha, Varisien did a great job! Such a fierce counterattack is indeed worthy of the person I brought out." The fat man stared out the window at the undulating mountains that were dyed half red by red light, and couldn't help showing a hint of pride.

"But he is attacking without authorization, which is a serious violation of discipline." Plais's cold voice came from behind, causing the fat man to turn around.

"Hmm? Prais? Aren't you in charge of military affairs in Palaven?" The fat man's face looked a little weird, like the feeling of having stolen something and been discovered.

"Your Majesty, you have forgotten that you already issued an order for me to come to the southern front three days ago?" Plais responded with a stiff face,

"Haha, yes, I thought you would delay it for a few days!" Fatty said with a sneer on his face, "Actually, I sent you here this time. It's because I need a stable person to preside over the affairs of the base camp. You also know that the war Immediately, all kinds of information are always confused, which is very detrimental to the dispatch of the base camp!"

"I heard that tonight's attack was not approved by His Majesty. I don't know if it is true!" Plais asked with a serious face.

"Well, it seems so." The fat man shrugged boredly. "That guy Varisien is too bold! Don't talk about the Nords. Even I didn't expect that he would launch a counterattack so quickly and kill 20,000 people." 1,000 people! This guy definitely gave the order to take no prisoners."

The fat man said angrily, and then showed a smile, "But this is the style of my Falcon Army... Pay with blood, play sneak attacks, with Varisian, a guy who is comparable to a fox, he can definitely get rid of Nord." It's so far away!

"But Your Majesty, this is a serious violation of discipline!" Plais' face looked heavy as if it was about to drip. He said sternly, "Without reporting to the base camp, we put the main force of the legion into danger without authorization. If we miscalculate, our army will completely lose the possibility of winning this battle. This is a serious dereliction of duty and should be dealt with under military law!"

"You didn't remind me. I forgot!"

The fat man's eyes were shining, he was shaking his head and smacking his lips. He said with some excitement, "Tsk, tsk, then again, a mountain of 21,000 human heads was piled up at once." . Except for the original Battle of Kyoto, I haven’t seen such a scene for a long time, it should be very spectacular!”

"His Majesty!"

Plais rolled his eyes angrily at the fat man's words. He could clearly see that the dead fat man in front of him was trying to change the subject. Varisien was the fat man's favorite general, and this time he lost so little in exchange for it. With such a glorious victory, no wonder the fat man wanted to excuse Varisien, but this was a serious violation of military discipline. If he, Plais, did not dare to say it out of fear, then he would not be Plais!

"Your Majesty, we are not talking about Varisien's achievements, but how to deal with his problems!" Plais said loudly, and the thick male voice shook the air.

"Really? Aren't we talking about Varisien's problem?" The fat man looked at a loss. Finally, under Plais' very speechless gaze, he helplessly shrugged his shoulders.

"Okay, okay, isn't it just a matter of disposal? This guy went out without authorization and put the main force of the entire battle in danger. It was really a heinous crime. He ordered his execution immediately, but now there is no general in the army. What should we do? Well, what do you think? How should he be punished?"

"According to military discipline, he should be dismissed immediately on the spot!"

Plais looked solemnly and said word by word in an old-fashioned tone, "Because such a person is no longer qualified for the position of a commander.

"No one knows under what circumstances he will waste vital military power on his personal emotional impulse! After killing so many people, the Nord army will definitely react with anger!

I'm afraid that this victory will not only not dampen the morale of the Nords, but will intensify the Nords' initiative to attack! This is a very wrong move for the entire battle!"

"Really?" The fat man smiled, and suddenly said something that surprised Plais. "My opinion is exactly the opposite to yours. Varisien used the cavalry to wipe out the Nord Fifth Army in one fell swoop, which could just give the defense line The shrinking Nord army will be shocked, and the bloody facts will tell them that unless they attack all at once, any independent action that dares to show up will be violently attacked by our Falcon Legion. "

"Isn't this forcing the Nords to take action?" Plais frowned slightly and asked excitedly.

The fat man paused and said in a solemn tone, "This army of 150,000 is already the last strength of the Kingdom of Nord. To suppress such an army with all its strength, how much confidence and confidence is needed for the commander of the other side." decisiveness,

You were also the Minister of Military Affairs of Ruidian. If you are an experienced person, you may have such courage, but do you think the Nord Crown Prince opposite, who has no battlefield experience, will? "

"Even if he is really determined, those senior Nord generals will stand up together to deny this risky behavior of betting on the fate of the country! So Varisien's attack was at the most critical moment. A fatal blow!"

I really didn’t expect that”

Plais looked stunned for a moment, then showed a look of relief.

Yes, the fat man said it was right. To commit all the last 150,000 troops, even if I am known for being decisive, it is a matter that requires courage and decisiveness.

What's more, the commander on the opposite side is just a rookie on the battlefield for the first time.

According to what I know, the position of the Nord Crown Prince is completely an alliance of interests. He may have some ability in political means, but when it comes to fighting, he is completely overly cautious and a novice. More than 100,000 The army was stunned and overwhelmed by the 60,000 falcon troops, and it fell unconscious frequently.

For such a thing as genius, one Wikia Falcon is enough.

Varisien's blow was definitely a stroke of genius in this battle. At the most critical moment, when the Nord's hands and feet were about to move, he slammed down. Even if it didn't hurt the opponent to death, it was enough to make him scream for a while, and he wanted to reach out again. Come, you always need to consider the cost of pain, which makes you a little more afraid.

The Fat Man has maximized the role of a fierce general. In addition to charging with tenacity, he can also make the final decision at critical moments and frighten the enemy! Varisien, the sharp sword in the Fat Man's hand, is undoubtedly playing such a role!

"Well, now, we can talk about how to deal with Varisien!" The fat man sat down in the seat opposite Plais, and his understatement made Plais, who suddenly realized it, feel embarrassed. He quickly claimed that he had a stomachache and needed to leave immediately.

"Please feel free to do so, the toilet is at the end of the corridor on the left!"

The fat man raised his hand, and then saw Plais holding his belly and hurriedly walking out with an embarrassed look on his face. He just walked in the right direction, and actually walked to the right, where is the staircase leading to the first floor.

"It's the left side, backwards!" the fat man reminded loudly, and what could be seen was Plais disappearing like the wind.

"Is Plais an idiot who can't tell right from left?" The fat man was a little depressed and speechless.

"Hoo! Hoo!" Plais stood at the door of the hall on the first floor and gasped. "It was so dangerous. I almost lost my family in shame! Compared with monsters, there is really no comparison.

Plais sighed helplessly, tidied his clothes, and walked to the waiting carriage outside. Only by truly getting along with the Vekia Falcon can he truly feel the unfathomable power of the continent's number one general. In addition to A simple and honest face, full of secrets that are impossible to fathom.

With 60,000 people fighting against 150,000 Nords, this was a huge disparity in strength, and it sounded like a scary gamble, but this thick-skinned guy did it like this, and it was as natural as his own There are 150,000 people here, and there are like 60,000 Nords on the opposite side, "

Bold, careful, extremely thick-skinned, and well-planned, he is used to dragging his enemies into the abyss step by step using traps that don't seem to be traps, making them into prey that they can't break free from before they know it.

There have been too many impossibilities! This is an era that belongs to the Vekia Falcon,

From south to north, from the vast grasslands to the surging ocean,

In front of him, countless famous generals who were powerful in the mainland withered in the tide of the times like leaves hung by the autumn wind.

The soldiers pointed at the front, all the troops bowed their heads,

This courage and brilliant record will make anyone who faces him feel a sense of powerlessness rising from the heart. As a result, everyone who opposes him will unconsciously choose to avoid fighting.

The title of "Famous General Hunter" has long been a lingering shadow in the hearts of mainland generals.

This guy always seems to be able to find a fighter opportunity, and can always defeat his opponent thousands of miles away with a single blow at the critical moment.

An opponent who wants to run away after hearing this is really an irony for any general who claims to be brave! To be continued.