Realm of Power

"Sir, there are signs of wavering in the Second Army at the southern wall."

"The Fifth Flag Regiment's defense line fell"

"More than half of the Seventh Banner Regiment was damaged in the battle and applied to be transferred from the front line of the city wall."

After receiving the report from the south wall and looking at the shocking casualties, the Nord commander Crimson Suo raised his head helplessly. Countless black spots still dragged out the tail of thick smoke, still hitting the already heavy rain like heavy rain. On the south wall, half an hour has passed since the initial bombardment. The Falcon Army on the opposite side still has no intention of giving up. It seems that they want to throw all the fuel bombs on the south wall.

Red flames continued to rise on the south wall. The Nord soldiers on other walls held their breaths and looked at the hell-like scene on the south wall with horrified expressions. They did not dare to imagine that if the Falcon Army focused its attack The target is not the south wall, but oneself. What a terrible result it would be.

"Sir, if you don't give the order to abandon the south wall, I'm afraid all the defenders above will die." The adjutant standing behind him reminded him loudly with a worried look on his face, because there were too many explosions on the south wall. If he didn't speak loudly, there would be no danger. Can't hear what's being said

"Abandoning the south wall doesn't mean giving up our defense line." Crimson Suo turned his head, his eyes were bloodshot, like a wounded beast,

"But if we don't give up, everyone above will die." The adjutant was stared at by crimson eyes, but he still pointed at the incendiary bombs whistling in the sky and said loudly, "Sir, you saw it too, The other side is simply saturating the attack. They obviously don’t want to occupy the southern wall, but want to burn us all on the city wall, so that they can easily cross the Gélarens defense line without spending a single soldier."

"You said this was a saturation attack." After hearing the adjutant's words, Crimson Suo's face was stunned for a moment. He raised his head again to examine the impact point of the fuel bombs. His expression suddenly changed. All the fuel bombs hit the city wall without any scruples. On the top, even in the area where the siege troops climbed, many fuel bombs fell on it, igniting raging fires at the foot of the city wall.

"This battle is unwinnable"

Looking at the fireball still whizzing down above his head, even with the tenacity of the crimson rope, he couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness. Because he was so excited, he really didn't realize that the other party's strategic intention was not to occupy at all, but to destroy

Facing such a wealthy opponent, he was very limited with the resources he could use. He didn't know how much the fuel bombs cost, but he also knew that there were at least 3,000 fuel bombs in just half an hour. As if he didn't want any money, things fell from the sky and hit him on the head.

Even if the cost of a fuel bomb is 10 gold coins, if you suddenly drop 30,000 gold coins on your head in half an hour, this is not a siege. It is just using money to kill people. If Nord can also allocate a sum of money to itself, it will be the same◎ ◎ With a certain amount of funds, I will definitely make the walls of Geralance City as solid as fine iron instead of being like this now. Just the first wave of attacks almost caused the entire army to collapse.

"Order that all soldiers on the south wall withdraw into the city and defend themselves," Crimson Suo said through gritted teeth. This difficult decision made his clenched fist arms full of veins.

The south wall of Geralance has always been a fatal weakness in the defense line. Because the moat turns around at the section of the south wall, most of the south wall is exposed to an area without moat protection. Larens does not have the basic conditions to become a strong fortress, but it was ordered at a critical moment, and Crimson Rope can't control that much.

He deployed 17,000 of his 40,000 troops on the south wall, and sent people to strengthen the solidity of the south wall before the war. He believed that he could hold on for a period even if he was bombarded by heavy trebuchets. Time, but I didn’t expect that the Falcon Army would destroy the southern wall defense line that they had worked so hard to build with just one round of incendiary projectiles.

"Your Majesty, you see, as expected, the Nord army chose to abandon a section of the city wall under the fierce attack." Behind the Falcon formation, Plais, who was accompanying the army, excitedly pointed at the opposite city wall and shouted, See the Lod people struggling in the flames

"The other party's reaction was quite satisfactory." The fat man sneered indifferently to the movements of the Nord army, turned his head and said to Prais next to him.

"You are also a veteran in combat. You should have seen that our intention is not on that section of the city wall. The other party seems to lack a little practical experience, otherwise it would not have delayed until now to discover the true intention of our army."

"But Your Majesty, are you really prepared to destroy the entire Geralance?"

Plais's eyes were full of melancholy, and he was also confused about this issue. With the current style of play, just a few rounds of fuel bombs would be enough to ignite the entire Geralance. By then, no matter how unwilling the Nord army was, , they have no choice but to withdraw, unless they think they can defeat the Vekia Falcon in the wild,

"Geralens is no longer a city. It is the base camp of our enemy. It is the most important obstacle and target before we enter Nord Kyoto."

The fat man glanced at him calmly, and then answered him solemnly, "Don't forget, even if we can capture Geralance, there are still two Kyoto acropolis, Tucson and Yolako behind, and the other Kyoto's In several directions, there are many acropolis,

If we attack one by one, no matter how strong the troops are, our advantages will be peeled off layer by layer under such attacks, and finally become arrow clusters that have completely lost their impact, even if they are thin. The cloth cannot be shot through or unless we use fuel bombs to set the entire city on fire, we can completely subdue the defenders of the two acropolis in the shortest time.

"I believe that the number of people who will die at that time will be more than three times the number of people in this city now." The fat man paused in his voice and showed a face of determination. "Instead of doing this, it is better to choose the first city and set up a model. We We need to let those two acropolis know that if they don't want to end up with the destruction of the city like Geralance, the last way is to obediently open the city gate before we launch an attack."

"This" Prais next to him opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say it. Although there are rumors from the outside world that the Vecia Falcon is a tyrant, but those who really get into its core will find that Fatty most of the time, It's still easier to talk. As long as what you say is right, fat people will often adopt it. Few people believe that the Vekia Falcon, which is so powerful in the Megaland, is actually very much like a neighbor full of bad taste.

"Your Majesty, the first round of attacks has been completed and I request the next order." Looking at the signal from a distance, a guard captain responsible for battlefield observation quickly ran over and knelt down on one knee in front of the fat man.

"Very good, now immediately order the forward infantry formation to retreat one hundred meters."

The fat man looked at the flaming city wall in the distance with sharp eyes. He gently stretched out a hand and gently caught a piece of fire ashes flying in front of him with his middle finger. He said in a cold tone, with a few scorching wind blowing against his face. Come on, there's a disgusting burnt smell

"Retreat?" Prais next to him was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had heard wrongly, but the fat man's face showed that he had indeed given the order to retreat.

"Why, Your Majesty, we have already gained the advantage of the southern wall. It would be a pity to give up like this." Plais asked in an extremely strange way.

The fat man took a breath and watched the dust on his hands flying again. Then he said with a profound look, "Don't you think it's strange? Why have the defenders on the south wall withdrawn, but the defenders on other walls have withdrawn." But there is no sign of an increase in the number of troops. What do you think this means?"

"Your Majesty, do you mean that the other side is hiding its troops? Are they preparing to catch us by surprise if necessary?"

Plais responded with a suspicious look on his face. No wonder he had such an idea. According to the intelligence, the number of defenders in Geralance on the opposite side was about 40,000. But now, except for the south wall that has been evacuated, there are no more people in other areas. The total strength of the troops is only more than 20,000. There is no doubt that there are about 10,000 elite troops who were hidden by the opponent before the battle.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the closed gate of Geralance City suddenly slowly opened from the inside, and a group of fierce cavalry troops rushed out like a whirlwind, closely followed by thousands of Nord light soldiers. infantry

"Erect Shield" The Falcon Central Army is a veteran of many battles. Facing this sudden change, not only did it not panic, but it quickly erected a row of spears in front of the entire column.

"Sprint"

The entire row of leaping cavalry put down their spears at the same time. The sound of horse hooves urged the cavalry to move forward. This was a group of cavalry with about 500 people. They were wearing Dorok-style leather armor and holding in their hands Holding the heavy cavalry thrust spear four meters away, the war horse was like thunder, and quickly collided with the falcon army waiting in front,

"Kill" The heavy horses of the Dorok Lancers knocked away the Falcon soldiers blocking the front. The cavalry spear in their hands pierced the shield and stabbed into the chest of a Falcon soldier.

"Kill him" was the cry of a nearby falcon spearman. Countless sharp spears pierced the warrior's body from all directions at the same time. The horse under his crotch made a shrill neighing sound, and bright red blood arrows followed. The spear was pulled out from the torn sack-like body and quickly shot out from the wound.

"It's an interesting arrangement, isn't it? The fat man looked at the Nord's counterattack with cold eyes. He always felt that there was a familiar feeling. He suddenly realized that the other commander seemed to be imitating the tactics he had used before ( To be continued)