Power and Empire Chapter 1815: Falcon’s Arrow (5)

Philip Province, Picardy City,

The black cloud layer is very low from the ground, like a black lid covering it. A group of Gallic cavalry came out of the city gate. At the forefront was a spirited old man wearing a silver noble armor. When passing by the door, a middle-aged guard saluted him,

The old man stopped the horse and glanced at the guard "Lu Lan, are there any special circumstances today?"

"No, Lord Duke!" The city gate guard replied loudly, wearing a wide-brimmed metal helmet, holding a gleaming long-handled battle axe in his hand, and holding his head up. The Duke directly called him by his name to make him face. Excitement,

"Lu Lan, show the momentum of an veteran, pay attention to it, and report it immediately if there is any situation!"

"Don't worry, Lord Duke, if an enemy comes, I will sound the alarm for the first time!" Cheng Wei Lulan replied decisively

"Then Picardi will be handed over to you!"

The Duke of Saran nodded and rode on his horse. Behind him was three retinue officers, the captain of the guard Weiss, who was thin in shape, and Levin, the city guard, was a little fatter, and the last one was responsible for recruiting new soldiers. Combat officer Simon, thin, with a hint of arrogance on his face, when his eyes pass by you, it is like a dazzling javelin, giving people a kind of sturdyness from the army

Their target is a boot camp three miles outside the city,

In July, in response to the tense situation, Gaul Kyoto issued an order to recruit its own troops. The Duke of Saran, who once served in the Imperial Army, decisively sold most of the family’s property and recruited with 200,000 gold coins. A regional force of 3,000 people was deployed. This force is the life of the Duke of Saran,

The person responsible for training is Viscount Simon, a serious combat officer. A traditional Gaul officer who served as a combat lieutenant in the Eleventh Army Headquarters of the Gaul Empire for eleven years. He has average combat experience but rich training experience. The biggest advantage is that the Simon trainer is a Picardian. Everyone’s goals are the same,

The province of Philip is a huge flat land in the hinterland of Gaul. The land is fertile and the products are abundant. In the history of the Gaul Empire, it used to provide sufficient rations and materials for the Gaul army to sweep the northwest. It has been more than 100 years, and no foreign war threatened this area in the hinterland of the empire. Area, people here. Although nervous, but also at ease,

Picardi is located in the southwest corner of Philip Province, close to Dalny on the front line of the war, so he is more familiar with the battle on the front line than in other areas. The Duke of Saran raised his head and glanced at the sky. There are some concerns that if this continuous rainy season ends, the Falcons' fronts will avoid Dalny and directly attack Philip Province. In that case, the city of Picardy in the southwest corner will bear the brunt! This is the idea of ​​the Duke of Saran. The Duke of Saran, who came from the military department, is very confident that "the Falcons who are pinned in the direction of Dalny. Once they get rid of the troubles of the rainy season, they will definitely use the Picardy area as the first point of attack. !"

He is in the name of district administrator. Submitted this idea to the governor of the province, Harald, and believed that the province should place all the recruited troops in the direction of Picardy,

But Governor Harald’s answer to him is that it’s impossible. First, most of the regional legions that can be mobilized have been transferred to the front line. Second, the remaining troops are all the nobles in the provinces themselves in July. The troops formed were as many as one or two thousand people, but only fifty or sixty people were small. They were densely packed and swarmed. Everyone wanted to use this Kyoto decree to recruit private armed forces belonging to their own families. The total number adds up. There are tens of thousands of people, but in terms of command, they are independent and unable to coordinate at all. These are private armed forces similar to the local garrison.

Thirdly, just as the Duke of Saran thought that the Falcons would attack Picardy first, other regions also had the same idea. Everyone wanted to protect themselves first, or use their power in exchange for more. Even Harald, the governor of the province, has no power to mobilize their soldiers.

The Governor’s Mansion does have a 2,000-man regular army garrison regiment, but that is the ultimate military force to guard the provincial capital. According to the Imperial Military Regulations, this unit cannot be allowed to leave the provincial capital. Otherwise, it would have been long ago. Transferred to the frontline battlefield,

The situation in Dairny is like a tight line, not only involving the Dairny area, but also the hinterland of Gaul behind.

Since the provincial governor’s mansion is unreliable, the Duke of Saran can only find other ways. Fortunately, the sky is inexhaustible. He has always been regarded as the most unpopular person in the province of Philip. Suddenly he wants a batch of ordnance. The armor was sold out. The man named Angelio, the inspector of Kyoto in the Philip region, has received new news. The inspector has been promoted again and will soon leave the tense Philip region and go to Kyoto to serve as the empire. Although the position of the undersecretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is not high, it is still a big figure at the ministerial level of the Empire after all.

Sell most of the assets and purchase 3,000 sets of infantry equipment from the outgoing inspector. This is the limit that the Duke of Saran can bear. In any case, he has a good grasp of holding the city of Picardy. Some, if you don’t encounter the main force of the Falcon Army, just a few scattered small units, you can still deal with it,

But I don’t know what the situation is. Duke Saran has been fidgeting since today. He always suppressed a trace of unhappiness in his heart. He didn’t look better until he saw the battle flag of the barracks. The barracks were not big, so he had all the funds. The cost of recruiting soldiers and weapons, which can be used to build a barracks, is minimal, so the barracks are very simple, with wooden fences enclosing a square along the mound. At the four corners of the wooden fences, the Gaul army's flag Fluttering in the wind, on the Guangping outside the camp, the newly recruited recruits were doing line-up training. About 3,000 recruits were divided into six teams, each of which lined up three teams, just like one by one. Tofu cube, this is the phalanx of infantry commonly used by Gaul troops. In front of the queue are rows of erected wooden stakes. This is the "enemy" that recruits wield weapons to hit

Duke Saran looked at the scene in front of him, his old face glowing red for the first time. Only here, this old soldier could smell a breath from the battlefield. The Philip region has been peaceful for too long, and the **** smell of war has been forgotten for a long time. Only this old duke who has experienced many battles can foresee that a storm is coming here,

The sky is a bit gloomy, there is no sun, the dark green leaves are floating in the wind, and there is quiet heat on the face, clearly telling everyone that the heat is about to end. The rainy season is coming to an end. The simple barracks and rows of weapons cannot cover up the figures of the recruits. The rapid and sharp whistle sound constantly breaks the short-term tranquility, followed by the tide of shouts, as if resounding through the sky. It seems that there are countless giants beating the war drums of the earth, and the Gallic flag fluttering in the wind, like a ball of flames, under the illumination of the wilderness close to late autumn, the old duke stands on the high place of the camp, his eyes slightly narrowed into a bar. Line

The area where Philip's flat field meets Denier. The horse's hoof nailed to the thick curved horse iron is like a sharp razor, tearing the ground completely apart, turning it into a piece of black, splashed with wet mud, and slapped mercilessly on the marsh ground. On the quagmire. At noon, a thin black line appeared in the distance on the horizon.

Wow...wow..."

Countless endless and exciting sounds, as the black line came from afar, the earth seemed to be covered by a black line, and the black line grew bigger and bigger. It is also getting wider and wider. In this group of oceans, a flag with meniscus and starlight is fluttering in the wind. It is a dense layer of cavalry, appearing in a crowd on this fertile land, between the war horse and the war horse, they are almost connected by horseshoes,

His gaze swept across the vast ground ahead, Do Weiyan, wearing a steppe general armor, raised up the horse whip in his hand, and read a long list of tribal names "Bai Sa, Korolin, Zamu Siran... ...To the east! The others follow me to the west!"

The tribal patriarchs who heard the order immediately divided into two directions. The 60,000 grassland cavalry that swept across the area between Danilny and Philip, like waves in a tropical storm, and like floods that burst a bank, invaded, such as The fire swept forward, wherever it went, it was submerged by the black armor of the cavalry.

Under the black clouds, the rapidly rolling black clouds have almost no gaps in the ground. The rumbling of horseshoes like thunder makes the sky and the earth change color.

Countless flying horses’ hooves stepped on the plains, bringing up sand and gravel and withered weeds, and entangled them into a tornado-like procession. The gravel smashed back and forth in the dense horses’ hooves until they were completely covered. Shattered and disappeared in the violent cold wind, the prairie cavalry advanced very fast,

Skilled equestrianism has given the prairie people a unique tacit understanding. There are a large number of people, but there is not the slightest confusion.

Thousands of horses are moving, but maintaining an astonishing speed. It is like a fine to extreme machine. It is easy to give people the illusion that if someone falls in the middle, he will be crushed immediately. Shattered, completely melted on the ground. No trace of it anymore.

The sturdy grassland horses don’t care about the presence of weeds and sand and gravel on the plains. They spread their hooves at the fastest speed, galloping horizontally and horizontally like the wind. There is still a thin spot. On the earth of mud, the earth was shattered under the splash of horseshoes, or was stepped deep into the earth,

Occasionally, there are one or two thicker mud lumps, which are danced by horseshoes, distributing dazzling light under the eyes. There are no abundant water plants or rich prey here. It is not worth their nostalgia, and it is not worth slowing down. Their sight is far away,

Khan King only gave fifteen days. In order to prevent the enthusiastic "hunting" of all races from going to the last two hands, he ran to make up for himself, and the fat man also deliberately gave two things with his heart. The troops each selected two guides familiar with the Gaul region, both of whom were the adjutant of the Empire who specialized in studying Gaul intelligence.

When they acted as guides, they were also responsible for recording the work along the way. As soon as they crossed the border of Dalni, the patriarchs immediately sought out their accompanying guides, and asked in a heady question, "Which area in Gaul has the most Money!"

The guide who was born as an adjutant looked at the grassland patriarchs with green eyes all around, hesitated, and replied, "If you want to say that the place where Gaul’s last money is, it is naturally the Gaul Kyoto area. It’s said there is Treasures piled up into mountains. It was the area with the densest population, the most prosperous commerce, and the most concentrated wealth in the Gaul Empire. Anyone who broke into a town would be able to collect millions of fortunes. There were even more women than others. How to count! If you can grab it once..." The wizard showed a look of yearning, and licked his lips very wretchedly. A sentence popped out, "It's probably enough to lie down and eat for eight lifetimes!

The patriarchs looked at each other together, and their hearts moved. There was some hesitation. Some people said if Gaul Kyoto was too far away, but King Khan only gave 15 days.

Looking at these prairie buns who don’t know how to work, the guide said disdainfully, "Although Kyoto is a thousand miles away from Dalny, for the highly mobile prairie cavalry, it takes eight days. It’s enough to cross this distance, and there are seven days left for everyone to hunt wantonly! King Khan gave fifteen days of complete plundering time. But there is no saying that the round trip must be completed within fifteen days, as for the passing along the way. In the region, after the fifteen-day looting period, you can return to the road and looting again, but according to the rules, one-fifth of the looted property after fifteen days will be turned over to King Khan!"

After listening to the guide, the patriarchs of the grassland felt very reasonable. The patriarch of the Baiyir tribe directly squeezed the three-star Huiyue battle flag of the front army into the hands of the guide, and sent a thousand of the bravest warriors of the tribe to guard the guide to lead the way. In this way, the goal of the tribal leaders who divided into two groups , Coincidentally, I fell in love with the richest area in Gaul, the Kyoto area in Gaul! Sixty thousand prairie cavalry are like two sharp arrows. From the bowstring named Vicia Falcon, burst towards the heart of the Gauls,

The Duke of Saran’s analysis is correct

Because the direction points to the direction of Gaul Kyoto at the same time, the two troops of the steppe people are lack of interest in the hinterland province called Philip, but it is a pity. The city of Picards in the southwest corner is located at the beginning of this attack line, which also caused the death of more than two million Gauls. Thirty-nine prosperous cities were destroyed by a huge military disaster in just half a month, and history has been designated as the "Picardian disaster"

When the steppe cavalry forward appeared in the Picardy area, the Duke of Saran was about to come down from the watchtower. He heard the hurried bell ringing from the watchtower, "West, the enemy, a large number of Enemy! "The voice of the sentry seemed very flustered. Following the direction the sentry shouted, Duke Saran took a breath of air when he saw it.

The gray and dark sky seems to be condensed with a large area of ​​black moving at high speed in the distance,

"Cavalry, enemy's cavalry, come on, get on the springboard!"

The sentry clearly saw the whole row of leaping horses and the knight on it, and his heart almost jumped out. The knight on horseback was wearing thin armor. Carrying a bow and arrow on his back, bent over, pressed tightly against his horse's back, with his feet firmly clamped between the horse's belly, the horse's speed was raised to the limit, and it was like a sharp arrow through this vast and desolate land. At this moment, the air seemed to be very heavy and breathing was very difficult. The recruits hurriedly picked up their weapons and ran on the springboard of the wooden fence of the camp. This was the first time most recruits had fought, and their hearts throbbed. An endless sense of tension enveloped me silently from all directions, and the rush of war trombone echoed in my ears,

"Find a way to stop them, for Gaul! And for Picardy!" Thinking of the city behind the barracks, the old duke pulled out his sword with a resolute look. The barracks are less than three miles from Picardy. If these cavalry cannot be stopped, once the barracks are breached, the city of Picardy will be completely finished

In some cases, necessary sacrifices are inevitable,

"Round shooting formation!"

In the distance, the formation of prairie cavalry began to gradually disperse, like a huge wing, countless prairie compound bows are raised towards the sky, and the dense formation is like blooming petals, layer by layer. Open, tacitly like ten fingers changing patterns, full of a strange beauty

"Shooting"

The black knight and the black horse, at a distance of 100 meters into the barracks, the grassland archer with colored grease on the corners of his eyebrows releases his bowstring hand at the same time as commanded. A flash of cold light is drawn in the air. Countless swift white projections of light and shadow spread out his arms of death, hitting the simple wooden fence of the barracks like a storm, "Attention, arrows..." A recruit yelled before his death, but a large number of flying arrows, Once again, it blocked the sun like a cloud, and the dark cloud instantly turned into raindrops. The metal waterfall fell from the sky, like being hit by an invisible giant. The whole person suddenly fell backwards and flew out, twisting in mid-air. In an unnatural posture~IndoMTL.com~ was turned into a hedgehog. In the same situation as this recruit, even the experienced Duke of Saran did not expect that he would hit the rumored Cavalry.

"Ah," let’s not talk about the recruits who encountered the cavalry for the first time. They turned their horses on their backs and turned over a piece of wood. Many people fell from the heights with stern and terrifying shouts. Falling like a meatloaf over a three-meter-high fence plank

"My lord, our army is blocked by fortifications. There is a Gaul barracks ahead! Three miles away, we found a city with no defensive forces." Duo Weiyan from the human team reported, Duo Weiyan looked at the guide beside him, and the guide hesitated. I took out the map and looked at it carefully, and said, "This should be where the city of Picardy in the province of Philip is located. You may have encountered local troops from the city of Picardy!"

"The local troops in Picardy?"

Duo Weiyan held a whip in her hand, her face cold and ordered to the cavalry behind her, "Come here, order the forward to drag the enemy, and the others will follow me to Picardy. Let it be the starting point of our great hunt." Don’t leave one, kill all, use the blood of the Gauls to pray for our victory! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support, This is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to read.)