Power and Empire Chapter 1970: Empire Dawn (11)
Gaul Kyoto where the June rain is slanting and windy, the rain pours like white lines on the streets and alleys of Gaul Kyoto. The beautiful and decadent scenery is reflected in the eyes of the southern governor of the Falcon Empire, Stetunke
With hands clasped tightly together, the southern governor of the empire is a little pale, his eyes do not have the beauty of the famous June misty rain in Gaul Kyoto, but the blood of tens of thousands of imperial soldiers is flowing,
Behind him, respectfully kneeling on one knee is a Falcon Empire’s order cavalry whose whole body is soaked in rain. The order cavalry wears a full-length armor. Water drops are dripping down the office through the gaps in the metal pieces of the armor. On the gorgeous carpet worth tens of thousands of gold coins in the middle,
The rumored Cavalry’s face was pale in the wet, and his lips were tightly pressed. The wet carpet under his feet was like a bunch of blooming black flowers." Lord Salon specially asked the little one to report, our army is here. The Battle of Po Alonso was defeated, and the Eastern Allied Forces fully entered. Lord Salon specially asked me to tell the adults that Gaul Kyoto, please prepare in advance."
"Does the Gaul Kyoto side have to prepare too? It really doesn't look like Saraon can speak out! The situation has reached this level!"
Stetunko looked at the spires of tall houses next to each other in the distance, his shoulders trembling slightly, the face of this important imperial minister was as severe as a winter in December,
"Since you are from the front line, tell me what is going on on the front line?" Stetunko waved his hand to the messenger cavalry.
"The Legion lost nearly half. Before it can rest, we need to try our best to stop the advancement of the Eastern Allied Forces. The situation is very unfavorable." The cavalry was ordered to stand up, bowed his head and replied with an ugly face, "If the adults have nothing else to do, please Say goodbye first!"
"Oh, in such a hurry?"
Stetunco glanced at the messenger cavalry with a stunned look. The young face looked calm, and the armor on his body was damaged too late to be repaired. He should be a young but long-standing veteran!
"The front lines are desperate. The small ones really don't dare to delay!" Chuanling Cavalry smiled awkwardly. "And besides Lord Saron, there are not many Ordering Cavalry available for use."
"I see! Go back and tell Saran by the way that there will be no problem with Gaul Kyoto. If you really can't stop it, you will withdraw. However, the eastward advance is defeated, and the desperate struggle of tens of thousands of troops is completely paid. Dongliu, he still thinks about how to explain it to your majesty! "Stetunko's five fingers pinched the report tightly, and said in a deep voice
"Yes!" The cavalry was ordered to leave Stetunko's office, and an adjutant came in from the outside with a stack of documents. Seeing Governor Stetunko’s unconcealed anger, he cursed "stupid! Arrogant! Insulting yourself"
"My lord, what's the matter? The adjutant carefully put the documents on the desk, and asked curiously, the governor’s impression has always been a very stable one, and such a gloomy situation is almost never seen. Afterwards, Stetunke took a deep breath, pressed his hand heavily on the table, and cursed bloodshot, "The battle of the eastward advance was lost!" That idiot Salong messed up the whole battle! "My lord said. Lord Saron's army was defeated? "The adjutant's face changed slightly, and he shivered." Not only was he defeated, but he was also defeated miserably! "Stetunco smiled bitterly at the adjutant's mouth. He shook his head and said, "Your Majesty has already explained. To march into the east only needs to be steady and steady. With the material support of the occupied area, you can kill the eastern mountainous area in at least one year and establish the overall situation. You must not go deep into the eastern mountainous area alone, but this **** holds his own legionary war. Outstanding strength, I want to take credit for "a lone army" in front of your majesty. I completely disregarded the cooperation between the two armies and were careless. I really thought that by relying on a thin guard tower to sit back and relax, all the disadvantages were taken up. Now Well, I was dragged by the nose by the opponent into the unfavorable mountain battle, and then was ransacked by the Gaul remnants. The battle damaged 13,000 people and wounded 20,000. The blood of tens of thousands of imperial soldiers stained the east. In the mountains, the entire army has been completely maimed!
" Now the Eastern Allied Forces are taking advantage of the momentum to break into the three provinces in the eastern region, and the remnants of Gaul are also ready to go. Your Majesty’s guess has become a reality! Under excessive pressure, the remnants of Gaul have indeed reached the eastern mountainous area. Together, this is the situation that your Majesty most does not want to see! Order the armies to prepare, the empire’s forces in eastern Gaul, except for the army of Salon, are us! Salon already wants to kill, if we don’t want to be Your Majesty Falcon used a horse whip to kill, and the best way is to save the idiot!"
Stuart looked out the window, the rain was blowing with the wind in the sky and the earth, the refreshing coolness penetrated into his heart, his eyes were deep and far away, the area in front of Gaul Kyoto After seeing the report that Saron also asked Gaul Kyoto to prepare, Stetunko knew that Saron had already prepared for a deadly battle.
"Yes, my subordinates understand!"
the adjutant replied solemnly. Everyone knew that Salon was his Majesty’s favorite general, and he was also the governor of the southwestern part of the most important part of the empire. If such a great minister of the empire died in battle in eastern Gaul, Even if the empire can finally conquer the eastern mountain areas and wipe out all the four ruling powers, it will definitely be the biggest failure of the empire! "Booming," the rain fell, the torrential rain poured, and the lightning flashed in the sky, splitting the vast sky like a sharp sword. In the black space, there was a burst of hula-la burning, and it also illuminated the below. On the battlefield, Saron rides on a war horse, clasping his hands tightly together,
is in front of him.
"The whole army stop!" A middle-aged man wearing a golden cockscomb helmet on his head violently pulled the horse running under his crotch, raised his right hand, and signaled to the cavalry behind him "pop" tens of thousands The mountain cavalry clusters, ordered to stop neatly and uniformly on the edge, the horses hoof heavily stepped on the muddy water on the edge, splashing a large white spray, because at the same time crowded in front of the white line formed on the edge, tens of thousands of The horse's hoof was raised and put down uncomfortably back and forth, and at the same time, it brought up the mud on the ground, and stirred the ground under its feet into a muddy mass. The long hiss of the horses kept one after another, "My lord, the capital of the province of Hazard has been breached!"
The news brought by the cavalry of made Saron's face more gloomy. Because of his lack of troops, he could only choose to meet one of the two eastern coalition forces. What happened was that he had just occupied another provincial capital, Hasast. The combined mountain light cavalry of the Michelangelo family and the archer of the Zhu Chenwu family,
Saron used 5,000 troops to rush to fight two troops with a total of more than 35,000 on the way to rescue. The mountain light cavalry of the Michelangelo family launched the attack first. A large number of mountain light cavalry cavalry is like a landslide and a sea, violently slamming into the lances erected by the Falcon Army in front, "shoot!"
Thousands of Falcon Empire crossbowmen held their crossbows neatly. The countless cold light is like a torrential rain pouring from the front horizon,
light spots covered the front, and the rushing mountain light cavalry fell from the battle horse like a huge invisible scythe.
"The shooter withdrew!" The distance between the two parties was too close, and the number of crossbowmen was too small to be suppressed at all. After two rounds of shooting, they had to withdraw.
"Stay steady! Don't mess!" Thousands of imperial lances had serious faces, and the infantry captains shouted loudly. The cavalry rushing in front was like a high-speed flying wall, exploding with great power.
The mountain light cavalry of the Michelangelo family is a variant of the light cavalry. It is equipped with a special four-meter stinging spear, which is extremely fast when impacting, and can easily penetrate into the opponent's array like a blade. The lancet laid flat is like a lancet, it touches the opponent's body before the opponent's lancet "touch!"
The sound of intensive spear breaking and breaking sounded in front of the impacting mountain cavalry. Numerous shields that were hit inwardly flew into the air at the same time, and the imperial spears under the protection of the shields rolled backwards. The broken spear is deeply inserted into the vest of the mountain light cavalry,
Almost in an instant, the blood of the red man was like squeezed and splashed from the front of the cavalry on the horse, like a pouring rain in the sky. "Kill!" "Go ahead and defeat them!"
All kinds of chaotic shouts, the front line of fighting has become a **** of fighting.
Thousands of knives, swords, and spears collided with each other. Thousands of mountain light cavalry cavalry's sharp edges collided with the dense defense line composed of imperial spearmen. The soldiers and the horses squeezed each other, and even turned around. Can't do it even if they breathe, the soldiers can see the other's red eyes clearly when they are close,
Michelangelo mountain cavalry, a middle-aged knight about forty years old waved a sword and chopped the imperial spear to the ground.
He wears a very unique chicken-shaped helmet on his head. The heavy-armored shoulders made of scaly mail are shaped like a pair of wings. Behind him is a pure blue cloak draped from his shoulders to the ground.
He is Michelangelo, the owner of many Michelangelos. The blood of the spear-free hand splashed all over his face. In front of him, the dark and crushing imperial soldiers are still coming back frantically, blocking them with their own bodies. Stay in the path in front of the cavalry, and if one falls down, there will be another to fill it up,
The blood-colored eyes of the imperial soldier reveal an unending will.
"Aren't these people afraid of death?" Such a sight caused Michelangelo to tremble on the horse, and felt a little scalp numb. This is a group of crazy wolves, and the other party is totally indifferent. The price is only to rush over and stab myself a shot,
They have turned into beasts, completely giving up their desire for survival, and there are hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of such soldiers. What they have encountered is only a tiny corner of this huge empire, and this is also the corner. With countless admirable warriors
At the moment he hesitated, "My lord, pay attention!"
A family guard cavalry shouted loudly, a family cavalry violently blocked his side, only to hear a stern long hiss from the horse under the guard’s crotch, and the running horse's hoof suddenly halted. The guard cavalry was thrown down,
Under the horse's hoof, a fallen imperial spearman raised the half-handled spear in his hand, and the spear pierced into the abdomen of the war horse. "Hiss" The hoofs of the painful and long hissing war horses raised, and the fallen horses' hoofs stomped heavily on the chest of the spear-free hand, snapping. The spearman’s chest was crushed, blood was squeezed out from his eyes and ears, but his mouth was still muttering the language of the Falcon Empire that he didn’t understand, "Asshole"
Michelangelo Dohuali watched that the landing guard was pierced by countless spears. His eyes were full of blood. He was sure that if it were not the guard, the person who was thrown down by the stabbed horse must be himself. In such a cruel chaos, it is conceivable to be thrown off the battlehorse. Even if there are guards desperate to death, the probability of death in battle is half.
, irritated by the smell of blood, he shouted with a ferocious look to the surrounding subordinates who were still fighting, "Don't get entangled anymore. The goal is the enemy's Chinese flag, cut it off!"
"Yes!" The mountain cavalry shouted loudly, drew out the wide-bladed long sword at the waist and looked at the spear blocking in front. The imperial spears blocked the cavalry’s horseshoes with flesh and blood. The mountain cavalry’s spears were not drawn from the chests of the imperial soldiers, they were stabbed by more spears and dragged down from the horses.
As the most powerful elite under the Patriarch’s command, Michelangelo Valli’s squad has entered the fastest progress, but the desperate resistance from the front has also caused Michelangelo’s assault squad to rapidly decrease, and it has been faintly visible. The front of the Falcon Army’s Chinese Army battle flag, Michelangelo once again loudly encouraged his subordinates to start a charge, "My lord, the enemy is coming!" An infantry captain reported to Salon under the banner of the war, "I can see it!" Long looked at the mountain cavalry who had pushed into a hundred meters. A gleam of cold light flashed with one eye. As a famous warrior in the empire, he was originally known for his outstanding melee combat ability, but now, all his guards have been sent out. Only five close guard cavalry are still there, and there are still hundreds of enemy cavalry rushing from the opposite side,
"There are no blocking troops. Will this be the last battle?"
A thought flashed through Saron's mind. The Eastern Allied Forces that had occupied Poazoron took a day's rest. With a force of 60,000 troops, they quickly conquered the Anforin province close to the east. The front line spread so fast that there was no chance for the Saron army to rest, and they were forced into a fierce battle.
Because most of the areas are just under control, the Falcon Army cannot obtain supply of soldiers in these eastern areas. The troop strength has dropped sharply from the original 30,000 withdrawn to 20,000. There is a huge gap in strength and the exhaustion of the soldiers. Unbearable.
Even the Saron Legion, which is known for its excellent combat power, has been stuck in continuous hardship. No matter how good fighters are, they can’t continue fighting, just now. He has received reports of the death of two commanders under his command. The subordinates who had accompanied him in the North and South wars have left their blood in this strange place because of his arrogance and pride. "Breakthrough!" Suddenly there was a cheering sound on the front. The torrent of mountain cavalry shattered the barrier line of the Falcon Empire soldiers. The loud bugle sounded, and the ant-like eastern coalition began to move towards the last Chinese army. Advance, there is no possibility of redemption! "After I attack, you immediately burn the flag!" Salon turned his head and said to the flag bearer behind him, "My lord!" The body of the flag bearer trembled slightly. The flag is the soul of the empire. Burning the flag represents the death of the general. This has never been seen in the history of the Imperial Army. "This is an order. Do you want to watch the imperial flag fall into the enemy's hands?" Salong's tone was unexpectedly calm, and he slowly pulled out the sword with both hands, feeling the touch in his hand. Accompanying the familiar spiral pattern of the knife handle for many years, there is a sharp sound of joints between the knuckles, and the double knives are dazzling like light.
"Lord, look!" At this moment, a close guard cavalry pointed towards the northeast, and saw a fast black line approaching at high speed in a white rain. It was the armor of the imperial cavalry. ,
"Is... the Southern Army?" Salong was taken aback for a moment. In order to fully block the advance of the Eastern Allied Forces, he split up his limited forces for rescue, which led to the accident that only 5,000 troops encountered the enemy's tens of thousands of main forces. , Now apart from itself, the empire’s strength in the east is only the Southern Legion of Stetunko,
"Boom Rumble"
A torrent of five thousand Southern Army cavalry rushed towards the somewhat flustered Eastern Allied Forces. The ground trembled violently underfoot, standing unstable, horse hooves rumbling at the ears, and the neat Southern Army cavalry queue was as heavy as a towering seat. Like a mountain, it swiftly presses against the eastern coalition forces that are panicking and adjusting,
"Woo!" Hearing the horns calling for a withdrawal, Michelangelo reluctantly grabbed the horse,
He looked at the Falcon Empire general who had only a few rides under the Chinese Army in front. The opponent held a knife with both hands, and a one-eyed gaze that was as sharp as a wounded beast was falling on him. Michelangelo was slightly weak. He trembled, and he felt a little scared. Although there were hundreds of cavalry behind him~IndoMTL.com~ and the other party had only a few people, he clearly felt that the other party must be able to kill himself first before he would be killed by him. The subordinates chopped it into mashed meat,
He felt his hairs stand up under the eyes of the opponent, he suddenly realized who he was encountering, there is only one one-eyed and so fierce Falcon Empire general, one-eyed Saron! The leading fierce of the Falcon Empire, in the Gaul Empire war, defeated more than 100,000 fierce men of the Gaul Northern Army with 30,000 troops marching north! Rumor has it that this guy can beat a thousand people alone!
"My lord, what should I do? Lord Zhu Chenwood behind is almost unable to withstand it!" A guard cavalry leaned in panic and said,
Most of the archer troops of Zhu Chenwood stay behind. Under the sudden impact of the cavalry, they are now completely chaotic.
The archer in the front row just finished the first arrow cluster, and was lifted off by the impact of the cavalry horse before even the first exclamation.
The advancing line of the five thousand cavalry is like a fixed slash to reap rapidly, pushing forward row after row, "Retreat! Rescue Zhu Chenwood!" Michelangelo reconciled loudly and commanded.
Zhu Chenwood archers only wear thin leather armor. Such archer troops are simply vulnerable under the horses of the cavalry! But here is still a flat plain. The archers are running around, screaming and clanging. They can’t even resist for a moment in front of the black cavalry. They are instantly submerged by this black iron-clad torrent, and the destruction is just one. Momentary things,
Once Zhu Chenwood is destroyed, his light cavalry troops are not good at siege! (To be continued) []