Power and Empire Chapter 1816: Falcon’s Arrow (6)

The sky without the sun is gray and gloomy as if it is about to rain, the air pressure is very low, so low that it makes people breathless, and makes people feel panicked, as if to find something to vent, hunt The Eagle Army guide Yam rode on a horse, watching Picardi city turn into a sea of ​​blood and fire. The fierce steppe cavalry directly smashed the city gate of Picardi and started the habitual looting and killing of the steppe people. Every time I enter a house, there are screams before death. There are men, women, and children, as well as the begging and moaning of women when they are abused. The blood flowing from the house has leaked into the street.

In order to avoid conflicts during looting, the prairie people formed their own looting areas according to the size of the tribe and the tacit understanding of the city. It seems that every prairie person is born with these, respects the strong, and defaults to the natural law of the weak and the strong. , They rode their war horses and chased every Gaul they saw everywhere, no matter whether they were men or women, young or old, until they all stepped under the war horses. The blood flowing and the people fleeing everywhere made the steppe people who rushed into the city excited as if they had been beaten up with chicken blood. They raised the scimitar and slashed down, causing the heads to roll, and the smell of blood radiated into the air, almost making people feel Suffocation, unscrupulously opened the door of the house, rushed in, dragged out the shivering people inside and killed them, and then took away everything that seemed valuable. Although Picardy is not a big city, it is also famous in the province of Philip The food production area has a population of 31,000 people, but under the butcher knife of the prairie people, they were slaughtered clean in just two hours.

"Guide, adults, please accept the spoils you deserve!" A prairie cavalry ran over, covered in blood. Said to Yam, the Falcon Army guide outside the city

"Trophy?" Yam asked in confusion

"According to the rules of our prairie people, as the guide of the army, you can have the right to choose one of your own trophies at the first time. Even if the adults require a crown of invaluable value, the patriarchs will agree! The prairie cavalry explained loudly, wiping the **** scimitar on the riding boots, but with a simple smile on the corners of his mouth, it is difficult to associate with words like butcher. Yam passed by along the streets with the cavalry. Many prairie cavalry were cleaning the corpses. Many nobles were used to wearing precious stones, rings, necklaces, walking sticks, and even valuable weapons. Even if they were dead, the prairie people. Will not let go of the body. Seeing guide Yam, no one outside of the list stopped.

"My lord!"

The prairie cavalry knelt down on one knee and saluted the guide representing His Majesty Khan. As for the guide, his face was cold. Just like the most arrogant eagle on the prairie, the soldiers have ignored them. In their hearts, the guide is a stand-in for King Falcon Khan. If it is not like this, it will make the soldiers feel uncomfortable. Only the guide Yam himself knew that he was not cold, but suppressing the nausea in his heart. He was afraid that he would vomit if he crooked his mouth, although he was considered a battlefield veteran. But the **** road full of corpses and killings in front of him still made his heart feel cold. Countless mutilated corpses are like crushed meat. On the streets and walls, there are large patches of ink-like blood everywhere. The smell of blood is blowing on the nose, and a lot of them can be seen in the pile of corpses. Women and children,

Slowly passing by the piles of corpses lying in the streets and alleys like this, it takes not only courage, but also tenacity, which is not like human willpower. Among so many corpses, his horse is almost I can’t find a place to drop the horseshoe, I can only step on the corpse,

The feeling of horseshoes stepping on a soft human body is not at all like the feeling of trampling enemies to pieces on the battlefield. Instead, as the horseshoes fall, the corpse below will touch once, the arms mixed with blood. The stump, as if coming back to life, emerges from the pile of corpses, like a ghost in the world,

I saw at least tens of thousands of corpses along the way. I saw a lot of them, and Yam’s heart became numb from the initial shock

He could not feel the pity of the prairie people for life at all. Just now, for himself and the cheerful prairie cavalry, once he entered the role of a butcher, he seemed to have only one thought left. That is to destroy everything! Kill all those who stand in front of you! Never be merciless! This was a pure slaughter, because the target of the battle was the Gaul Kyoto thousands of miles away. The steppe people automatically omitted the steps of looting the population as trophies, cleaning everything with a scimitar, and boosting morale with blood. Since the living have lost With value, the prairie people will turn them all into dead people. These people are the best fighters and the most terrifying butchers! It’s no wonder that His Majesty Falcon was worried about the prairie people. The horse stopped suddenly, and Yam's hand holding the reins of the horse was a little tight. His eyes fell on the central square filled with various belongings.

"Master guide is here." The patriarchs who were still talking stopped their voices. Everyone's eyes were on Yam. According to the rules, only Yam took the first trophy before they could start the trophy. The trophies have been divided into dozens of piles according to the income of each race, and the gold and silver flashed with attractive luster inside.

Yam walked along the pile of belongings one by one, and the breathing of several patriarchs became tense.

Especially when I just snatched a small wooden cabinet inlaid with precious stones of various colors, Huzha, the chief of the Besili clan, his small eyes were narrowed into a line, and his hands were tightly crossed together. The pitiful gaze, Like a pig waiting to be slaughtered, the cabinet is too conspicuous. Even if it is mixed in a pile of gold and silver, it is impossible for people to not notice it. Yam's footsteps stopped in front of the cabinet, Chief Baisli Huza's fat face immediately turned into pig liver color, and the faces of the other patriarchs carried smirking expressions. Everyone was waiting for Yam to take the cabinet away.

Yam looked at the gorgeous cabinet coldly on his face, and slowly said, "That's it!"

"Oh, my goodness!" The nervous patriarch Huza almost fainted, and the other patriarchs cheered cheerfully. The guide took the first piece. Everyone can divide the dirty as much as possible. Only Duo Weiyan Lean over and say to him, "You are very smart. There are more than a thousand gems on this cabinet. The carvings are exquisite and gorgeous. The theoretical value is definitely more than 20,000 gold coins. If it is on the grassland, it is a tribe of 5,000 people. Years of income, and the proceeds from this looting seem to be a lot, but most of them can’t be turned into money. It’s good to be able to make up one hundred thousand. Hu Zha takes such hot goods on the road, which is nothing to the Baisli clan. Good thing, but. What are you going to do with this cabinet? If you want to ship it back, I can send someone to transport it back for you!"

"No, can you give me a two-handed sword?" Yam said coldly

"Yes, but what are you going to do?"

Duo Weiyan was stunned for a moment and waved his hand to the attendant behind him. One attendant took off his two-handed sword and handed it over.

"Destroy it of course!" Yamhao took it unceremoniously and held it up high. Then a fierce sword slammed on the precious and luxurious wooden cabinet "pop" The precious little wooden cabinet was split by the blade of the big sword, and the pieces of wood were scattered.

"You!" Duo Weiyan's mouth twitched unnaturally

"Crazy. The guide is mad. Must be mad." The fat Huza felt like he was rolling on the ground in pain,

The bodies of the patriarchs of all races shivered as the epee was raised. They seemed a little confused to look at the guide Yam, because the lunatic was using a dozen kilograms of epee. It was like a hammer, smashing the precious wooden cabinet into pieces with one sword and one sword. Every time a sword was smashed, the hearts of the patriarchs twitched, the flying gems. With the exquisitely carved watch frame, countless gems inlaid on it were scattered all around. Falling into the blood-stained mud below, like a rain of scattered gems hitting the ground,

"This guy!"

Looking at such a scene, Duo Weiyan's stern eyes flashed a glimmer of appreciation. The guide sent by the fat man was not an easy one. He felt something wrong from the beginning, so he proposed to wash Picardi. Cheng, the guide directly agreed, and it can be said with certainty that the task of the guide is to take the patriarchs to attack Gaul Kyoto, over and under.

No matter looting or murder,

Vickia Falcon has let go. This time it is to use the steppe man's scimitar to completely cut off the blood supply of the Gauls, and then clear the obstacles for marching into the Gaul Kyoto. In fifteen days, the extent to which the prairie people can be used depends entirely on the ability of the guide, just like how fast a horse can run, it depends on the strength of the rider, and the rider of the 60,000 prairie army is a wiki a hundred miles away. Falcons, these guides are the two reins used by the Falcons to control the fierce horses in the grassland. The interests are first, and the two horses drive together! It's hard not to use all your strength, if you put a fire on the ponytail. . . . .

Duo Weiyan feels a bit chilly herself. Such a vicious tactic is indeed the usual style of the Vicia Falcon.

But I don’t have any idea of ​​rejection yet,

Being able to plunder a powerful empire of Kyoto is also the biggest dream of countless brave warriors living on the prairie. Killing enemies as much as you want, plundering them as much as you want, returning to the tribe with countless treasures and glory, jumping Get off the horse, squeeze the increasingly resolute faces of the sons, sleep together with seven or eight wives in your arms, watching as your own family grows like a vine, the population is growing, prospering in the war, and dying in the war Conquer everything you can see with a scimitar and a war horse. This is the eternal dream of the steppe men. The Vikia Falcon hit the weak underbelly of all races in the steppe this time. Even if they know the mind of King Khan, the patriarchs will not hesitate. Jump in,

Yam, who smashed the wooden cabinet, finally stopped. The wooden cabinet disappeared completely, only broken wood and gems all over the floor.

He threw the epee on the ground out of breath, took a deep breath on his flushed face, looked at the patriarchs who were completely at a loss, and said sharply, "It's disappointing, such a little bit of poor spoils, Can you make you so ecstatic, don’t you think that the other army led by the Saudi Lord of Tell City, at this time, should have surpassed us dozens of miles away! He will arrive before us. Here is a thousand times richer Gaul Kyoto, they will be ahead of us to get those mountains of wealth, then, we really only have to pick up the broken lives!"

"Yes, compared with Gaul Kyoto, these things are all tatters!" The patriarchs heard the blood boil and shouted, "Get on the horse, all of you, let’s go to Gaul Kyoto’

In the tallest blockhouse in the city of Dalny, Algernon Katja carefully signed his name on a letter of order, stood up, handed the letter of order to the officer waiting at the door, and said " Tell Master Hasen Rambo, after dark tonight, dig up the river upstream of Kazi, and then head north into the province of Philip! This order is very important. You must select a loyal warrior."

"Yes! The subordinates will take a trip in person, please don't worry, adults!" The messenger clenched his hands into fists, and took the order to leave with excitement. After waiting for so long, I finally waited for this day

Algernon Katja finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he ordered Hasen Lambo to dig the upper river channel of Kozi City. After dark, the Sixth Army of Hasen Rambo, which has been lurking, will dig the river, flooding the Falcon Army’s rear base in Dalny’s rear base, Cozi, where the Falcon Army hoards a large amount of food and supplies. The 100,000 Falcons that were swept away by the flood and cut off logistics will fall to death. As long as you think of the way the Vicia Falcons jumped angrily after receiving such news, Algernon Katja would feel everything they had suffered before. It's worth it to be stubborn,

"Today. The lives of millions of Gauls, the glory of the past, and all the shame on the empire will be repaid!" He came to the window. Looking up at the rainy sky outside, my finger unknowingly twisted the quill in my hand, with a sickly scorching gaze, shrouded in the distant plateau through the bewildered heavy rain,

Hassen Rambo was standing on a dam, and the boiling river made a terrible sound like a roar of a beast under his feet. A letter of order fell into the water from his hand, and the white waves rolled, and the huge pool water had begun to overflow one hundred meters. This was the upper reaches of the Kezi City River, and the spacious river downstream seemed much narrower here.

A large number of rocky gullies form a natural dam, and the snow melted from the top of the mountain is the main source of water for the upper reaches of the Kezi River. The sufficient water flow left by the torrential rain descended from a high place along the mountain. Using the narrow and rocky mountain, Hasenram wave cut off the upstream river course.

It has been more than ten days since Hasenrambo’s Sixth Army intercepted the river. Seven of these days were heavy rain or heavy rain. The boiling water hit the barrage, making a roar like a beast. The embankment has been shaken. Even if Algernon Katja does not give an order, Hasenlambo is ready to release the flood in advance. It is too dangerous. The soldiers of the Sixth Army feel like standing on a huge bomb. The flood may break the embankment at any time. The extension of, drowning everything, time moves towards the scheduled night moment by moment,

Hassenlambo is making the final preparations. He is looking at the map and looking for the nearest road to the northern province of Philip, because he knows that once the river is dug, the water will flood Kezi, and he realizes that the back road has been The broken Falcon Army will inevitably realize that its Sixth Army is not in the Robi Casa Mountain at all. If it cannot withdraw in time, it will be surrounded by the Falcon Legion who came back and killed it.

Fighting with the Falcons for nearly a year, Hasen Rambo, as the most experienced general among the Gaul generals, has already adapted to the fighting style of the Falcons.

"Order everyone to prepare and leave tonight!" Hasen Rambo rolled up the map in his hand and handed it to the adjutant behind him, and said to the subordinates in front of him, "The Falcon infantry cluster is not terrible, as long as it is not frontal. In battle, the infantry combat power of the Falcon Army will not be too overwhelming. What is worth worrying about is the cavalry force of the Falcon Empire, which is in the middle of the heavy cavalry and the assault cavalry. It also has assault power. And long-range strike capability, as long as we can guess where we are, the most terrifying weapon in the hands of the Vekia Falcon will inevitably cut over like a weird scimitar in the first time."

"The claws of a falcon will never fail! It used to be regarded as a joke, but now it has become a recognized fact!" Hasen Rambo paused, his face solemnly said, "Once bitten, an angry Vickia Falcon Will personally command the troops to encircle us, in front of this recognized military god, our good luck is of no use"

At night, it was raining again. The endless raindrops hit the leaves outside the window, and the fat man stood in front of the window of a mansion in Sukojiade,

The southern governor of the Empire, Stetunko, opened the door cautiously~IndoMTL.com~ glanced at the fat man’s generous back, and respectfully said, "Your Majesty, there is news from Grumburg that just this afternoon, there are four The Gaul scout team appeared in the direction of Gülenborg, and it seemed that there was a sign of a massive attack!"

"Don't worry about them! All you need to do is to defend yourself! Provocation or something, don't bother!" The fat man turned back from the window, waved his hand, and suddenly said to himself with slightly frowned eyebrows. It's been these two days, I didn't expect the Gauls to sit still first!"

"Yes, the subordinate understands!" Statunko nodded, preparing to turn around

"Boom Rumble"

A white light flashed in the sky, and it seemed to be accompanied by a continuous explosion of thunder. The fat man's eyes were bright, and he suddenly turned to look out the window again. The southern governor, Statunko's face was stunned for a moment, and then a touch appeared. In ecstasy, the electric light has disappeared, but the thunder is getting louder and louder, the sound comes from the direction of Kezi, and the ground is trembling slightly

"Hassenlambo has finally digged into the river!" The fat man turned his hands on his back, with a relaxed smile on his face. Su Kejiade is more than 30 miles away from Kez, and he can still hear such a mighty power. I know, if the army reserves in Kezi, at this moment it must be swept away by the flood with no hair left