Power and Empire Chapter 371: Tear (3)

One foot ago, Pangwu occupied the Wengudu area in the center of Lekwang. Fifty Thousand Satojiaba was stationed on the eastern edge of the central wilderness, where the white tents of the Samor Army were densely covered with wilderness.

This is a highland hill, with a flat nose and a wide view. The white birch forest with white trunks and the yellow and white wild hard soil are the main colors here.

From here, the low-lying Western Wilderness began to uplift quickly, until it rose into large snow-capped mountains high up in the sky. The cold and dry climate makes the Western Wilderness more and more difficult to adapt,

The warm temperature began to turn into a bone-seeking autumn cold, which caused the Samor army, who was not good at the plateau climate, to develop small-scale plateau syndrome. Some soldiers in the northern plains experienced vomiting and dizziness, even Some war horses have been fighting all day long, lying listlessly in the camp

In order to reduce unnecessary losses, the fat man had to order the entire army to rest on the spot. As the region deepened, the army’s food became more and more problematic.

Tens of thousands of troops go deep into the wilderness and consume tens of thousands of materials every day. The uncompleted western logistics network has begun to experience difficulties, and the weak western business alliance can hardly afford the supply of tens of thousands of troops. This undoubtedly makes the Samor army feel worse. ,

The present situation has become more and more severe. Before the new food arrived, in order to solve the urgent need, the fat man had to allocate a part of the limited force to Jones to lead the transportation of the army, and sent a large number of cavalry to hunt in the mountains and woods behind. ,

The fat man looked at the depths of the wilderness in the distance and felt a little confused. The white wilderness weeds flashed in the breath, and the white frost brought a bone-seeking chill. The severe weather in the west was like this war. . It's elusive,

Hit? Still not playing? This is a difficult question to choose. The sudden strong attitude of the Western Conference completely exceeded the fat man’s expectations when he formulated the Western Conference plan.

No one expected that the Western Conference would be so stubborn and tenacious. At the same time as the war is about to go to North Stien, there is still the confidence to fight the southern overlord Samor. The original Huairou plan and economic aggression have to be temporarily shelved.

Womet Fortress in the central wilderness gathers most of the main forces of the Western Union. Although intelligence shows that the Western Union has assembled more than 10,000 people there, the fat guy believes that as long as he wants to fight. With Samor’s 50,000 elites, this war can be ended within a day,

But this will also represent the beginning of the endless war between the West and Samor. The West is not the rest of the kingdom. The snowy mountains behind it are enough for the Western Alliance to obtain the necessary hiding place. It will not die in one blow, and then there will be nothing to wear!

Human speculation is even more important in this delicate situation. While one eye is staring at Womit Fortress, the other eye of the fat man is also staring at Beisti, who has been staring at the northern border. An army,

According to the latest intelligence, the most advanced mobilization of the Ten Thousand Army in North Stian is more and more frequent, based on the original Ten Thousand Army. Reinforced the infantry of a banner regiment from the Wake Valley,

In this way, on the western sideline, the North Stian family has almost overwhelmed half of its troops, with swords and swords sharpened! The army may go south at any time.

This undoubtedly makes the situation in the west more and more dangerous, like a **** that may collapse at any time. If at this time, Samer still stubbornly fights with the Western Alliance, I am afraid that the northern fox will wake up in dreams. ,

When Samer marched into the central wilderness, it was the end of the battle in the west. Regardless of whether he wins or loses, Samer is a dead end. The enemy's enemy is not necessarily a friend. The two armies are willing to fight. The back is empty,

Whether it is In Erdian or the Steian family, they will not let go of this golden opportunity. The Samor army is a lone army. Food and supplies are the biggest obstacles. The Steian family only needs a cavalry. Cutting off the weak logistics supply line of Samor can easily collapse the Samor army that is dying with the Western Alliance.

The Western Conference must have seen this too, and dared to put on a desperate fight with themselves on the Womit Plateau.

Danger and opportunity coexist. Fatty now believes this sentence more and more

In order to resist Samer’s advancement of the wasteland center, the 15,000 western coalition forces in the north responsible for the defense of North Stian have withdrawn to the center of the wasteland. This means that the passage from the center of the wilderness to the north is almost completely opened.

The fighter plane or right here!

The fat man suddenly felt that he had caught something. His deep gaze narrowed into a line and suddenly turned to the northern sky,

"If

Fatty's frowning eyebrows suddenly loosened, and a sudden thought "a crazy plan" is growing like weeds in Fatty's mind at the moment,

This time, North Stian must be unable to even cry! A sneer appeared at the corner of the fat man's mouth, that kind of turbulent impulse from his heart was like dancing on the tip of a knife! Dangers and omissions coexist

"Send this letter to the northern fortress of Huberaban immediately!" The fat man personally handed the secret letter in his hand to a trusted captain of the guard, with a solemn expression on his face, "Tell the captain of the Saron army, This

Qianliu Samor Cun" Spear Theory. Any difficulty, you must ask for time. If you miss time because of greed, you will win. I want his head too!" Fatty knew that Salon was fighting. Someone is crazy! I'm very afraid that this idiot will miss the chance because of the momentary happiness!

"Yes, my lord!" The guard squad leader said with a firm face, and took a dozen of his guards on his horses and disappeared into the distant field. "My lord, when will we attack!" Hu, who had just escorted the quarters to the barracks Kochli asked next to him, this enthusiastic General Samer was still thinking about what he said in Saran.

"If we continue to procrastinate like this, we will become passive, and the Western Union army will not be able to contend with us at all. As long as we give me ten thousand people, I can fight these Westerners out of direction."

Hu Keqili tried his best to fight. The central wilderness is in front of him. Wandering in front of the opened gate makes Hu Keqili always feel impulsive. The look of contempt by those lords in Saran is still making Hu Keqi now. Li feels brooding,

Prancing Horse Saran, let these arrogant westerners know that Samer’s sword can easily cut their throats. If possible, Hukoqili would like to rush over alone now and bring the opposing western army commander. Cut off his head.

"What? Are you impatient?" The fat man retracted his gaze from a distance, turned his head and glared at him, pointing to the patrol cavalry running in the field, and said, "You are already a legionnaire. When you were a general, You need enough courage and courage. Ear, as the commander of the army alone, I don’t want you to be like them. You will always only wield a war knife and cut off the enemy’s head! Seeing the form in front of you is far more important than wielding a war knife. The main force of the Western Conference is waiting for us. It is not difficult to defeat them, but what I want is the hearts of the West, not the **** heads of tens of thousands!"

"What should I do?" Hu Keqili's face was solemn, and his fingers clenched. "Our supplies are getting more and more difficult. The rations transported this time can only last for ten days. If we can't win within ten days, we will only I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep up with the follow-up provision!"

"Ten days?" The fat man looked into the wilderness in the distance with piercing eyes, like a mist that can penetrate the sky. He sneered, "Ten days is enough, we don't have food, but someone has it!" The fat man turned his head and said forcefully to Hu Keqi, "You go and summon the cavalry guards, and you will be out tonight!"

"Out?" Hu Keqili's face was taken aback, and soon his face was delighted and said, "My lord, we are going into the central wasteland!"

"No!" The fat man shook his horse whip mysteriously, pointed to the northern sky road, and laughed loudly, "Let's not go to the central wasteland, let's go to the north! Go to borrow food! The Steian family doesn't want to see it. Is it a movie? Then we tell him that there is nothing cheap in this world, and tickets are also required to watch a movie!"

Northern Westfall,

Large freezing rain fell from the black sky, hit the hard soil, and turned into crystal clear white splashes, and the silver light flashed across the sky, illuminating the faces of the six thousand black cavalry below, coldly With a murderous look in his eyes, he stared at a valley full of tents in the distance. "His" led Hu Keqili and took a deep breath of the cold in the air. The bright lock armor on his body was washed by the rain. Zheng Liang, a large rain drops along the thin cheeks, and the horse under the crotch shook his head impatiently, spraying white mist from his lips and nasal cavity.

"My lord! We have already found out that the front is the garrison of the Third Banner Regiment of the Stian Northern Army. They are the forward troops of the Northern Army! Six miles to the east is the headquarters of the Stian family’s army this time. Tuaike Town!" A Samor Guard Cavalry Squadron captain rode through the front queue,

He respectfully paid a military salute to Hu Keqi~IndoMTL.com~ Behind him, thousands of Samor cavalry guards like a large open net, on both sides of the main assault force in the center, forming four Dao assists the attack line, the black armor seems to have melted into the nearby darkness, only the flashing cold, the sword flashing in the electric light with a chilling light

"Order the whole army to prepare for an assault! Hu Keqili waved his hand to the men who were waiting strictly behind him, and drew his blood-stained sharp saber from his waist. The bloodshot eyes flashed with terror at this moment. Human light,

Continuously rushing all day and night, the target is right in front of you. The Lord Regent is right. The Stian army on the northern border is really unprepared.

No one would have imagined that the Samor army, which is about to enter the central wasteland, will turn its troops and kill it to the north. At the same time, the 60,000 troops in the northern fortress of Samor will also follow along the Maurent River. A large-scale assault was launched against the Kingdom of North Stian on the other side of the river,

I will be the result of the "Tear" campaign! Hu Keqili put down the saber in his hand, facing the valley in the distance, shouting "The whole army assault! No one left."

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