Realm of Power

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"Sure enough, anyone who is targeted by His Majesty on the battlefield will have his thoughts as blank as a blank sheet of paper." Hearing the fat man's conclusion, Salon couldn't help but secretly feel sad for the Lod commander on the opposite side. You are absolutely wrong. You picked the wrong opponent and revealed your strategic intentions so obviously. Are you insulting the wisdom of the continent's number one military god?

"Order the Thor troops to stop shelling in units of ten in an orderly manner within 20 minutes and seize the time to rest." The fat man waved to the messenger behind him and stared at the waiting line of German troops in the distance with a sly smile on his lips. Smile "Tell me, what kind of expression will they have when they find out that they calculated the time wrongly?"

"I don't know, but my subordinates think it must be wonderful." Salon also grinned.

In the Lod people's main camp, Prince Yagfiton didn't know that he had been targeted by a bad person. He just felt a little cold on his back. That was because the tragic and out-of-control battle situation in front of him made this man who had never been Having never been to the prince, I felt somewhat regretful that I had ordered the forward troops to attack without knowing the situation.

As the fat man said, Yagfeton is a typical Rud man, in other words, a stubborn maniac.

Rode has never lacked courage, and the time has come to show your bravery. Under such slogans, he ordered the withdrawn troops to assemble towards his royal flag, while secretly calculating the time for the Falcon Army's Thor Cannon on the opposite side. Next to him, a weapons director from the Ministry of Military Affairs was explaining to him while frothing at the mouth.

"Your Highness, there is no need to worry. Although the Thunder God of the Falcon Army is powerful, it is difficult to last for a long time. It is very rare for continuous bombardment for more than 2 hours like now. The previous battles only lasted about an hour. It must stop. It is still shooting now. It just proves that the Falcon Army must buy time for itself in this strong way. Listen, they feel guilty. The explosions are getting less and less. Most of the enemy's Thors It must be unusable”

"Are you telling the truth?"

Yagfelden stared at the round-faced, chubby weapons director of the Nord Military Affairs Department with his piercing eyes. The fierce artillery fire that came like hail just left a deep impression on him, and he originally wanted to withdraw into the city. We will fight another day, but the weapons director of the Ministry of Military Affairs came over and said that there was a way for the army to pass through unscathed. This undoubtedly made Yagfiton's heart full of ambition and desire to obtain military honors swell again.

Lod is a military-oriented country. If there is no military honors, even with the strength of the prince, it will be difficult to truly gain the recognition of most Nords. This is also the reason why Prince Agfiton conquered Lod Kyoto. Control is the reason why we are so impatient to leave the city for a decisive battle.

It is a pity that in the past few decades, under the special care of his cousin, the former king Yagrolk, Prince Yagfiton has not even participated in a decent war, let alone martial arts. The only place where force can be used is to bring your own guards to deal with tax-evading mobs and gangsters in the mountains and forests in the territory.

Therefore, the commanding ability of this outstanding conspirator is at the level of a squadron leader at most. Facing a large-scale battle like this with more than 100,000 people, his poor command made the Nord army, which was already weak, even more powerful. It's a drastic drop in combat power.

Of course, Prince Agfiton would not think that it was his little vanity that put the tens of thousands of troops who had just rushed forward into a dangerous situation where they could not move forward or retreat.

He just attributed it to the cunning of the Vecian Falcon, because in the eyes of him, the Prince of Rode, Rode is his own, and the subjects of Rode are his own. No matter what choice they make, they should strive to get their own. I feel honored to use it. As for the enemy on the opposite side, in front of hundreds of thousands of troops, a mere tens of thousands of Falcon troops mean nothing?

After half an hour, Prince Agfiton finally seemed a little impatient. He turned around and asked sternly, "Didn't you say that the Falcon Army's Thor will stop as long as the time comes? Why is it still continuing now?" Or are you just talking nonsense?" Several fierce prince guards immediately came over and surrounded the fat weapons director.

"Really, my subordinates would never dare to lie." The Director of Weapons of the Ministry of Military Affairs turned pale with fright and broke out in a cold sweat. He did not expect that he would receive such courtesy when he came to offer suggestions with good intentions.

This weapons director's name is Fesolos. Because of his fat appearance, he is nicknamed "Fat Ross" by his colleagues. He doesn't look very good, but he is indeed very talented. The arrow carriage configured by the Nord army some time ago is this Fat Ross based on his predecessors. drawings and some remaining damaged parts It was restored from parts, and even made major improvements on the original basis. The original row of 12-tube shooting holes was replaced by a row of 20-tube shooting holes, so that the arrow carriage, which was originally only used to deal with light infantry, became A powerful infantry weapon capable of dealing with massed cavalry charges. As well as the powerful trebuchets deployed outside Kyoto this time, he also made large-scale modifications to many old-fashioned trebuchets in stock according to the needs of complex terrain.

This is a genius in instrument manufacturing,

As early as half a month ago, when his file was sent to Fatty's desk along with the files of other people in the German Military Affairs Department, Fatty personally pulled it out from the many files.

This is an important figure. In the orders issued to all the troops, this pig-headed Director of the German Military Affairs Department has been labeled as a red A for special attention.

This represents the attention of the corps, which means that if anyone can capture Fat Ross alive and well, he will be directly rewarded with 10,000 gold coins. If it is an officer below the flag captain, he will be directly promoted by one level. For officers above the flag captain, the military expenses will be calculated according to the military merit reward of one thousand enemies. Now many commanders of the Falcon Army are waiting to catch this cowardly guy. In the minds of many Falcon officers, this Fat Ross should be in a mansion in the city.

Because the weapons director seems to have a big name, but in this era, he is just a person in charge of the daily maintenance of weapons. In terms of level, it is just a squadron leader, and there is no need to go to the battlefield.

Unfortunately, Fat Ross had bad luck. As the head of a small department of the Military Affairs Department, he was not qualified to have the honor of going out of the city to fight. However, his superior, the Chief of Arms of the Military Affairs Department, complained about the current situation of the prince's dictatorship after drinking, and was exposed. So many weapons were rushed to be made for this operation, and Fat Ross had to supervise it personally and then go with the army.

"Okay, I'll give you another half an hour."

Prince Yagfiton glanced at Fat Ross, who was about to pee his pants, with an unhappy look, pointed at the sunset that was close to the horizon in the distance and said, "If the sun touches that straight line in the sky, I will immediately swing my sword and chop off your pig head."

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