Power and Empire Chapter 1783: The turning point in the north (4)

The brightly-lit military camp, in the fire of the camp, you can clearly see the traces of the fierce battle under the city, the grass and bushes that have been trampled, leaving broken guns and arrows and black corpses full of wounds. The bottom of the city wall, which was originally green, was completely replaced by a miserable one.

The Gaul New Northern Army commander Alder sat on the main seat, squinting at Figueros, who was accused by others, and a trace of unknown emotion flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand slightly and said in a deep voice." Stop! The battle during the day was a mistake. When no one made a mistake, everyone got together to set up the battle for tomorrow!"

"My lord, if this fiasco is subdued like this, I'm afraid the soldiers won't fight with peace of mind tomorrow! "Nuya stood upright in the position, and the **** said stubbornly and reluctantly." I also asked the adults to do it With the decision of punishment, Figueros Army is not eligible to participate in the siege tomorrow!"

"What, why is our army not qualified to participate!" Hearing these words, Figueros slammed an angry fist on the table and said angrily, "Everyone has been insisting on the purpose of fighting to the death, not just to defeat Slavs? And our army has not failed, and now it has reached the last step, how can we deprive our army of the right to participate in the war!"

"Is it still necessary? The defeated general who has brought shame to our army! What qualifications do you have to be a person who enjoys the glory of conquering Nagould?" God of Nuya curled his disdainful mouth slightly." And please don't forget Now, the Figueros Army is a controversial miscellaneous army that looted the nobles and civilians in the occupied areas. Are you going to make such an army a joke in the history of the empire?"

"You!"

Figueros almost vomited blood when he heard it. He knew that many generals did not please him. His rapid rise made many people regarded as a thorn in his eyes. In order to encourage his subordinates to fight bravely, Figueros’s army’s reputation in some areas It’s not good, but it is undeniable that Figueros’ army has made outstanding contributions in defeating the Slavs

"Isn't it? Anyway. レ;思♥路♣客レ is just the blood of a slave in the Northwest. What qualifications does such a person have to be the one who will be included in the history of the empire!"

Nuya looked at Figueros, who was furious and disdainful. He stretched out his hand and gestured to all the generals present, saying, "If you are dissatisfied with the punishment, then follow the tradition. , Give the decision to everyone here, how about it! Now everyone will raise their hands to decide whether this Nagould’s siege requires the participation of Figueros Army!"

"This is a good way! Just do it like this." Immediately, a general of the Janissaries faction nodded and said yes.

"Don't let Figueros's army participate in the war? This is really..."More generals looked at each other. To be fair, Figueros's army is indeed very powerful. Sweeping the northern region all the way, the prestige is extremely high, making up for the rise of the undefeated star, just like the sun rising in a dark night sky, compared with other light sources that are only stars, it is really too dazzling! To say that no one in the general is jealous, that is definitely a lie.

"I do not approve of Figueros's participation in the war!" A general of the local army faction hesitated. Stand up and make a statement first,

"Berger, you!"

Figueros looked at the general in surprise. The boss with his eyes open unbelievably, his eyes are about to split,

He didn't expect that the first person to stabbing a knife in his back would be Berg of the 11th Regiment of the Northern Army. He clearly remembered that in an encounter just half a month ago, the General Berger was besieged by Slavs in a valley because of his trespass. I brought the troops to rescue him from the circle of Slavs. Berg, who was grateful at the time, vowed to express his immense gratitude to him! He even made a request to the Legion Department to transfer the 11th Regiment to Figueros’s command,

For this reason, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army, Ald, personally asked Figueros’ opinion, because he knew that the 11th Regiment was an extremely weak unit and had a bad record of privately selling weapons and supplies. Gross rejected this proposal. Everyone knows that in the local army of the second-line army, when it comes to weapons and equipment, Figueros' army can even compete with the first-line army. If this moth who sells weapons and equipment privately gets in, who knows What will happen!

"Forgetting personal selfishness and discussing the matter, I think Lord Figueros’ troops are really not suitable for tomorrow’s battle against Naguld!" Berger straightened his body in front of everyone’s eyes, with a fearless expression on his face. Under Figueros’ gaze, his face did not show the slightest embarrassment, instead he appeared to be a **** of justice, and said in a loud voice.

"Because Lord Figueros is not a Gauls in my true sense! This is enough. The Battle of Nagould is related to the empire’s final blow to the north, and it is destined to be included in the Gaul Empire. A major event in history, if Figueros’s army participates in the war, do you want to let a Northwestern take away such a glorious glory!"

"This..."

The generals below were moved, and began to move, whispering to each other, and even some generals who started to refute Berger hesitated to silence, set out the chaos, and saved the kingdom from the collapse of the army. The glory of the soldiers The peak is nothing more than that! Berger's words can be said to be in the hearts of the generals. What is the purpose of everyone fighting like this? Wealth and status are certainly likable, but if all these are compared with the immortality of the ages, it is really nothing compared to xìng. Think about it hundreds of years later, when later generations mentioned this war in the North that turned the tide of the situation. The admiration of the famous generals in their names, no warrior can refuse such glory

"Yeah, if that's the case...! I don't agree with Figueros's participation in the war!" said another local general,

"Neither do I agree!"

"Everyone is a contributor to the restoration of the North, why should the greatest honor be given to a Northwester!" More and more generals opposed, and soon, almost unanimous voices occupied the military account, Figg Ross stood there with his fists clenched, lonely like a leaf drifting in the wind, staring at the faces of these colleagues with scorching eyes, and their faces turned pale. Among the colleagues who opposed loudly, not all the guards were guards. Army factions, more of them are generals of the same local army factions as themselves, many of them have also received their own help

"The jealous face is really disgusting"

Figueros looked back in grief and inexplicably, and raised his head. There was blood flowing out of the split eye sockets, like blood and tears

What makes Figueros most sad is not the jealousy of these colleagues, but the silence of Alder, commander-in-chief of the Northern Army. This man who is regarded as his benefactor also holds the same idea in his heart. How can people be qualified to grab the most dazzling laurel of the War of the North!

At this moment, a young officer dressed in the garb of the Imperial Guard walked in from the gate of the big tent, and four soldiers of the Imperial Guard followed behind him. Looking across the chaotic military tent, the whole body seemed to brave a terrifying chill. His appearance attracted the eyes of everyone in the military tent, and the arguing voice suddenly stopped

The officer of the Janissary Guard stood upright, with a force of pressure, and said in a cold tone, "May I ask who is Lord Alder!"

"I am Alder"

Alder got up from the main seat unexpectedly, his eyebrows were frowned together, his current position was the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army. He also served as the honorary commander of the Imperial Guard. Since the opponent is also the Imperial Guard, how can he be so presumptuous!

"Master Yard, I am Spencer, Captain of the First Team of the Special Forces of the Janissaries!" The Janissaries officer walked over. Stopped in front of Alder, respectfully paid a military salute

"Special Forces!"

Alder's face changed slightly. Since he came from the Imperial Guard, he naturally knew the meaning of the special forces. That is the emperor's most loyal army. In addition to maintaining the emperor's safety, the main responsibility is to monitor the movements of the emperor's army. Under normal circumstances, he would not come forward directly, so it was the first time Alder saw the special forces!

"This is an urgent order from your majesty, please have a look!"

The officer of the Guards took a look at Alder, walked forward and took out a volume of red lacquer-sealed documents from his arms, and handed it over respectfully after saluting.

The **** Alder took the scroll weirdly and opened it carefully. The emperor’s seal on it made his face look ugly. After reading it, he glanced at Figueros’ direction. Hesitated and said softly, "Is this decision a bit too sloppy, just because of that... After all..." A series of vague voices seemed to be shocked by Alder, and Spencer was stern. Interrupting him, "This is your majesty's order. In order to avoid hidden dangers left by the empire, some people must be supervised. Please leave them to us!"

"Okay, I hope I can be kind!"

Alder took a deep breath. Knowing how to face the special forces directly under the emperor, it would be futile to say more. He ordered Figueros, "Figueros, you come with them! Don’t think about it too much. This is a collective investigation of all the emperors related to the Northwest. I believe you will be fine!"

"Northwest? Northwest again!"

Figueros' body trembled slightly, fingers clenched together, and a piercing pain came from the palm of his hand, as the chill spread like ice, watching several guards take Figueros away With his dark back, the entire military account fell into silence, "Start now, arrange for tomorrow's attack!" Alder’s voice cheered everyone’s spirits up,

The generals have a faint joy and relief in their eyes. It's all right now, and there is no need to live under the shadow of this northwester!

The next day, when the morning light hadn’t been over the sky, the wet water vapor flowed like a white belt in the forest and mountains. The Gaul army densely outside the city of Nagould began to move, and the infantry group began to loudly trumpet. The sound was assembled, the battle flags fluttering in the wind made a popping inciting sound in the wind, and the huge siege equipment was pushed out. Under the giant-like siege equipment, there were large squirming black lines. Thousands of people were surging. The Gallic army stopped a thousand meters in front of the wall of Nagould. The astonishing number of soldiers was like a river that could drown everything.

"Ready!"

Countless Slavic bows drew their bowstrings on the city of Nagould, and the arrows rising toward the sky were clustered with cold light, like a dense galaxy flashing on the wall,

The Gaul began to advance slowly. Five thousand Gaul Guards, wearing heavy armor and holding Wu-shaped knight shields, walked at the forefront of the cluster, facing five highs spread out on both sides. The regular infantry regiments of the Lu Army held the pennants representing their respective squadrons. The queues were densely packed with cold light gun blades like a forest. The heads were crowded and the armors were sharp, like a large carpet with the end invisible. You can't see the head from the right. As the eastern red rose gradually on the horizon. The Slavic general on the wall could finally see the formation on the opposite side. Suddenly his face became extremely dignified,

An army of close to 200,000, covering the mountains and plains, directly submerged the ground in front of Nagould City. The shiny silver armor, the bright and reflective shields, one after another huge squares were tightly and orderly. The words lined up, thousands of boots stopped pressing over the grass-covered earth, almost invisible to the original face of the earth, there seemed to be only the sound of rhythmic wind blowing between the heavens and the earth. Appears extremely depressed, reflected in the blood-red morning sun behind him, the sun slowly rises behind the Gaul army, and the people and horses are like dark clouds oppressing the sky. Once they attack, the sky and the earth will inevitably fall apart.

"Raise the flag of death and tell everyone that this battle. We have no retreat!"

The Slavic general Monvac, who was holding on to the battlement, took a deep breath, looked back from the siege tower in front of the Gaul army, and shouted orders to the messenger behind him, such a big scene. Even for him, his heart was beating fiercely, uncontrollably, and his voice was trembling and lucky, but it was okay. Did not reveal the real hole card yesterday, otherwise it will be miserable now

200,000 siege troops,

Almost equal to one-fifth of the population of the entire Slavic tribe. Such a boundless, huge sea-like enemy, if he hadn't kept his hole cards, he would feel the strength of the opponent from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help feeling weak, and finally he lost even the will to resist, but now Monwak What I think is to come, come, more, and soon the Gauls will know how stupid it is to attack Nagould!

"It is the battle flag of the Slavic general Monvac!" Alder, who was looking outside the city, saw the triangular flag raised at the top of the watchtower, recognizing the mark on it, and the corner of his mouth was exposed. With a faint smile, he raised the ornate whip of the golden pendant in his hand, pointed at Nagould in the distance, and said loudly to the generals behind him

"Have you seen it? Naguld is close at hand. The enemy's commander is Monvac, known as the master tactician and master of defense in the Slavs. He is a very difficult opponent. I have encountered him before, but according to his ability, he may be able to deal with one or two times the strength, but it is absolutely unable to resist four times the strength of our troops. Therefore, in this battle, our army will win without any suspense. Are you ready for the highest honor of the samurai?"

"Please order!"

The generals flexed their hands in excitement, and replied neatly. Behind them, there were the ranks of Gaul infantry groups, with the left and right wings like the wings of a giant bird, and countless Gaul flags fluttering in the wind. In front of such an army, anyone will be confident!

"Then start attacking! Before dark, take down Nagould! Destroy the Slavs!" Alder drew out his sword, raised it high, and shouted.

The cavalry was ordered to fly all the way from the rear, shouting, "Strike, strike! Destroy the Slavs!"

"KaKa" The heavy siege tower was pushed, and the infantry below raised up the lance spears, the queue slowly moved forward, and the long spears pointed upward, as if a piece of land suddenly appeared on the ground. In the woods made up of spears, the Gaul Guards clenched their combat shields and were at the forefront as attacking forwards. Their unique red shirts made all soldiers feel awe.

On the two wings of the siege tower, there are densely packed Gaul light infantry. These light infantry veiled from the side, changed from slow steps to running, and then turned into gallops, and then advanced at a terrible speed, like a plain wind Roaring past the mountain forests, weeds and leaves flew randomly. The powder-like broken leaves were rolled up by the wind, and the heaven and the earth were in despair

"Shock!" With a shout, the Slavic shè on the city wall neatly let go of the bowstring, like the sound of a torrential rain sweeping, and the Gaul felt the sky in front of him suddenly darkened, like a large swath Like dark clouds, the sky should have shade,

"Attention, raise the shield!" The Gaul Guards skillfully raised the shield, and the large clusters of arrows fell like a torrential rain, and the dark clouds instantly turned into a deadly stream of metal, and the clusters of arrows flew everywhere. The Gauls behind all the shields felt their entire scalp erect, as if they were being passed by countless locusts,

Some soldiers who were hit by the arrows shè, under the storm-like blow~IndoMTL.com~ their bodies in heavy infantry armor trembled unnaturally in the rain of arrows,

Bright red blood flowed from the armor she wore, the shield fell to the ground, and the whole person became a monster with clusters of arrows.

My knees softened, I knelt on the ground and never got up again,

"Go ahead!"

The Captain of the Gaul infantry stabilized all the voices, and it became more and more like a military order, the shields were arranged in rows, and the shields in his hands were raised above his head.

The huge steel phalanx, the shield covering the earth reflects the dazzling sunlight, like a large strip of bright light,

The army is rolling forward, and the heavy and steady footsteps are firm and fearless,

The first wave of forwards composed of nearly 50,000 people finally leaned against the wall of Nagould, and as the heavy siege tower fell down, hit the crevice of Nagould’s wall

"Kill!" Almost instantly, the turbulent people cháo like a torrent slapped on the hard rock wall, turning into splashes of scary red between the two armies. )