"What!

In the gray-white hall of the entire Rock Castle, which was made of one hundred and seventy huge stones, Derek, the head of the Kyoto Front, who was feeling the spring breeze, threw the order he had just sent to the ground with an annoyed face, and stood opposite him without any scruples, a Praetorian Guard officer with an unusually ugly face

"Master Derek"

The Praetorian Guard officer's eyes drifted over the order book on the ground, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a cold voice, "Kyoto is in danger, the Falcon Army has captured Vernon, and the army will soon be under the city of Kyoto

"Back to Kyoto!"

A hint of arrogance flashed in Derek's eyes, he was now a powerful minister with 200,000 troops in his hands, and his great exploits in capturing the Wall Rock Fort had made him almost forget that he was a puppet.

He said in a deep voice, "Do you think I'm also the officials of the various departments in Kyoto who don't know anything? What kind of siege, what kind of capture of Vernon, what kind of danger in Kyoto! The Falcon Army's attack on Vernon was only 20,000 troops, and it was Vernon's commander who caused the scattered Tielan troops to break the defensive line! So I will not order the army to return because of this stupid order!" Your Excellency, although I admire you for the victory in the capture of the Castle of Biyan, I hope you will know that this order is the intention of His Majesty the Emperor and all the adults in Kyoto!

"Offended, okay, I apologize, I'm just a little too excited!"

Derek raised his eyebrows, when it came to offending the emperor, he didn't dare to make too much of it, although Zhanbi Rock Fort made him famous now, and he was no longer the puppet who needed to see people's faces at any time. But it doesn't mean that he dares to defy the emperor, he is just thinking about how not to return to Kyoto, here, he is the important minister who holds the authority of 200,000 troops to decide the life and death of the empire, and no powerful minister of the empire dares to despise it, but once he returns to Kyoto, he will return to his original form and become a puppet that everyone can command!

Compared to the two, Derek has already made up his mind that he will never return to Kyoto even if he dies. But the charge of ignoring the orders of His Majesty the Emperor is not something that can be carried casually.

After a moment of silence, Derek's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he replied, "In this way, in order to alleviate the troubles of His Majesty and the anxiety of the adults in Kyoto, I will immediately send troops to recapture Vernon, as far as I know, the Falcon Army is still resting in Vernon, and the number of troops is only about 30,000." If the Wallrock Fort is abandoned just because of this, then it will really open the closed door again, and the army of the Falcon Empire can easily complete the strategic encirclement that they have dreamed of!" "But!" The Praetorian Guard officer was obviously unwilling to give up, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. This is not in line with the original plan, Miss Algernon Giulia wants to be in control of the 200,000-strong army in Kyoto, and as for Vernon, it is just an excuse!

"I've got it in my mind! I'm the Supreme Commander, I'll send some people back to Kyoto!" Derek snorted in displeasure and waved his hand. Pouted slightly, what's wrong with the young people now, they don't even have a little basic etiquette, really, they dare to speak like this to Shangguan

He called the adjutant in, and ordered the guests to be sent off without leaving a face, and a small Praetorian Guard officer dared to teach him a lesson, and he didn't look at what he was now, and waited until the unwilling Praetorian Guard officer was forcibly sent away, and Derek walked to the door of the office,

Ordered to the guards outside the gate, "Inform the commanders of the 11th and 12th infantry regiments of the Kyoto Army to come to me!"

"My lord!" the two infantry commanders saluted Derek, who was standing at the window with his back to him

"You're just in time, I have a mission for you!" Derek heard the voice behind him, turned around, picked up the signed order on the table, and said, "Just got the news that the Falcon Army has broken through Vernon from the north!"

"What! Vernon is broken!" the faces of the two infantry commanders changed, and they said, "Vernon is the northern gateway to Kyoto, and now the Falcon Army has broken through the hinterland of Kyoto!"

"Don't worry, Vernon's Falcon Army is insufficient, only less than 30,000 people! So there is no need to worry at all, you will take a part of the army to Kyoto first, and pull up a defensive line before the Falcon Army approaches Kyoto" Derek confidently drew a line on the military map on the wall, and said in a solemn tone, "Remember, your duty is only to contain, and don't go to the Falcon Army unless you have to!"

"Yes!" the two infantry commanders ordered

Derek leisurely opened a bottle of red wine and poured himself a full glass! Occupy Vernon again? What are you kidding! If Vernon didn't contain Kyoto's attention, how could he stay in Fort Wallrock for a long time, Derek decided that the Falcon Army at this time should not have any intention of attacking Kyoto immediately,

Because judging from the military strength of the attack on Vernon, the main force of the Falcon Army should still be in the more vast northern part of the empire,

The Falcon army, which had just occupied the north, must be in a hurry to seize territory, and there will be leisure to attack Kyoto, just send 40,000 people back to express their position! Derek's judgment is not wrong, the fat man really has no intention of immediately attacking Gaogao Kyoto, the fat man wants to be the 200,000 Gallic troops of the Wall Rock Fort,

Derek's short-sightedness and selfishness ruined the opportunity for the 200,000 Gallic troops to retreat in time.

In the 20,000 cavalry of the Central Army led by Sall to raid Vernon, the 50,000 imperial troops led by the fat man himself drove into Vernon, although the land in the north is tempting, but the fat man thinks that the war plane can not be lost, the Gauls in the north have been swept away, and it is only a matter of time before the territory is collected,

Eating the 200,000 troops of Gallic Kyoto in one fell swoop this winter is the most meaningful thing that will decide this war,

Just when Derek was reluctant to send troops to Kyoto, in the plain thirty miles outside Kyoto in Gaul, at noon, the sun shone on the white earth, and the eerie chill shrouded the bare woods, holding in his hand the information sent by Angelio, the great traitor who had been lurking beside Algernon Giulia for more than a year,

Knowing that the Imperial Council of Gaul had decided to withdraw the troops from Fort Wallrock last night, the Fat Man decided to take a risk and set out from Vernon in the morning with 50,000 Imperial Central Army. Arrived here at noon and waited, the Gallic army of the wall rock fort was as many as 200,000, and in the current situation that the main force had not yet completed the assembly, it was not possible to form an encirclement of it, since it could not be encircled, the only way to stop it was to be frightened, if the commander of the other party was still an experienced and calm Yard, the fat man would never dare to do this, maybe he was not scared. will also fight a counterattack in a hurry, but the other party's commander is just a villain, an old nobleman with almost no combat experience, and the fat man is confident that with an ambush force of 50,000 people, it is enough to scare him directly back to Biyan Fort without being able to figure it out.

The weather was gloomy and the wind was blowing, and 50,000 men were divided into four battle formations and lay in ambush in the woodlands high on both sides of the avenue. At four o'clock in the afternoon, when it was getting a little clearer, a herald came in and whispered, "It's coming!" and everyone became nervous. They all ran to the edge of the woods,

From a distance, the ranks of Gauls were scattered along the avenue, with a group of light cavalry in front of them. Without scouts, it was obvious that there would be people who would dare to set up an ambush on the fifty-mile road from Castle to Kyoto in Gaul. The infantry in the rear was a little denser,

They marched on the snowy road, because the weather was cold, many soldiers did not wear battle armor, for the average Gallic soldier, the heavy armor in the winter temperature, not just cumbersome, the cold and biting iron often can even the flesh and skin freeze together, the process of removing the armor can be called tragic, that soldier does not have a few scars similar to armor flakes

"Your Majesty, it seems that the number is wrong!"

Hukochili leaned over cautiously, looking down from a high place, the number of Gallic troops below would not exceed 50,000, which was too far from the expected flow of 200,000 people.

"Wait!"

The fat man waved his hand, and the snow-covered grass under the horse's hooves swayed in the cold wind, and the wind blew by, and everyone was holding their breath.

Five thousand men had already passed, and there was a faint clamor of soldiers and horses in the east, and another Gallic army pressed over, getting closer and closer. A sea of blue people like a tide, fluttering flags indicate their identity, and colorful feathers are the symbol of officers. The ranks were disorganized, with cavalry and infantry marching together. The shrill noise of the Gallic soldiers could be heard, like a flock of sparrows.

"Your Majesty, it has been determined that there are no other troops within five miles!" the scout brought new news,

The cold-faced fat man gave a resolute command and said, "Let's start!"

Countless clusters of arrows were like a storm from both sides towards the Gallic troops in the middle, and the locusts that flew by snapped "The arrows pierced into the body of the Gallic soldiers, bringing a large number of soldiers' screams, and the sharp Mitsubishi arrows pierced deep into the armor from all angles, bringing a puff of bright red and dazzling red, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the flesh, like a bloodthirsty beast tearing through the flesh with its sharp teeth

"What's going on!" The Gauls were a little confused, thirty miles in front was Gaul Kyoto, and twenty miles behind was the wall-rock fort where the army was stationed, but they were ambushed here, "Kill!" The deep shouts from the broad chests of the Falcon Empire's infantry resounded across the plain, and the ground shook! Black cavalry clusters rushed out of the forest on the side of the road, like a storm! The attack began! "Attention, enemy attack!"

Caught in an ambush where it was impossible to get out, the ranks of the Gauls were in disarray. The officers shouted loudly, "Formation, formation!" but it was not easy to organize an effective defense system in the midst of a scattered march. The infantry and cavalry were mixed, and the various units were staggered and got in the way of each other. The soldiers ran around in a daze from the arrows, "Bastard, if you don't want to die, get closer!"

The officers shouted hoarsely, clusters of arrows shot into their chests from a distance, corpses were impatiently kicked and beaten by the horses, and a long red snow mark was frantically dragged on the ground where the corpses were being dragged upside down, and the archers were hastily moved to the front, and before they could enter the firing line, the Javelins in their hands were thrown out in a row from the Imperial infantry rushing from both sides, without hesitation,

Because the target to deal with may be 200,000 Gallic troops, so each infantry is equipped with four javelins, these are the fortification equipment captured in Vernon, specially used to target the armor-piercing javelins of the Falcon Empire's heavy infantry, this time but swept a slaughter above the heads of the Gauls. The rain of javelins fell with terrible force into the dense crowd of Gauls, bringing out a terrible scream.

An elite force of 50,000 against an ordinary army of 50,000 had almost no hindrance. Twenty lines of skirmishers condescendingly rushed down from high on the flanks and rushed into the chaotic ranks of the Gauls. The black Imperial infantry spread out like a wave, rushing down, the whole row of javelins hit the pipa like rain, the Gauls' attempt to stabilize the array, was pierced in an instant, the phalanx that the Gauls were good at, under the blow of this bloody rainstorm, the soldiers who were crowded together were nailed to the ground in rows, and the red human blood gathered on the ground into a small river, "Assault!" The first row of Falcon infantrymen who had finished throwing the javelins rushed close and drew their melee long knives.

Behind them. The second row of falcon soldiers began throwing javelins again, covering the charge of their companions. Then, the third row, the fourth row, "Shoot!"

Twenty thousand Imperial crossbowmen had already rushed into close proximity, and they were half-crouched on a high place, with a glimpse of the below, and began to fire at the Gallic soldiers who were still resisting fifty meters away. Countless Gallic soldiers were shot through the head and throat before they could meet them, "Hold them back." Otherwise, everyone will die!" The angry Gallic officers shouted hysterically, and a dense rain of javelins and arrows rained down one after another, and they were caught off guard by half of the Gallic Kyoto Twelfth Infantry Regiment, which was in front. In this way, he was defeated without contacting, "Escape!"

The thought of being ambushed in front of their own door made the soldiers already in chaos. They ran like crazy, some in the direction of Biyan Castle, and some in the direction of Kyoto. The Gallic infantry, which did not form a phalanx, was slaughtered in front of the most elite troops of the Falcon Empire who suddenly attacked, and they did not have time to form the most effective phalanx defense. The cries of terror are already close in my ears

The hideous screams of "killing" were filled with the blood of the battlefield, and the cries of the Falcon Empire soldiers were like a mountain torrent and tsunami, one after another, and the bright sword was already close in front of them! The turbulent waves of people crashed head-on into the Gallic soldiers' bodies, "Poof!"

The sound of sharp weapons slashing at people's bodies, the violent impact of shields, provoking terrifying fighting, the spears and machetes waving everywhere, the metallic light of weapons shining on the snow, the blood spraying, the fallen soldiers screaming, the wounded horses lying on the ground neighing in panic, and the chaotic footsteps moving in a hurry.

The fat man calmly looked at the battlefield below, and he didn't know what was wrong, the main Gallic force that should have retreated suddenly became a force of about 40,000 people.

In this way, the fat man is more and more sure, Derek, the person in charge of the Gallic Kyoto line, this unknown nobody, after he sent a wall rock fort, really had a disobedience to Gallic Kyoto, and should have withdrawn 200,000 troops, but only withdrew a mere 40,000 people to fill up the number "Although I didn't catch a big fish, it's better to catch two small shrimps than nothing! Derek, I'll help you for free, Hukochili, let's attack!" The fat man waved his hand, this place is too close to Gallic Kyoto and Biyan Fort, and ambushing here is originally a gamble, and there is not much time to delay here "Guards cavalry, follow me!"

Hearing the order, Hukochili drew his sword from his waist,

Because it was too close to Gallic Kyoto and Biyan Fort, once it woke up on both sides, this ambush battle would be dangerous, so two thousand black god-like Imperial Guards cavalry were stored as the final blow, and the direction of attack chosen by Hukochili was from behind the other blocked legion in Gaul, and the two Gallic infantry regiments had already finished one, and the latter was messy, and it was all over

The black-armored cavalry swooped out of the dense forest and swooped down on the back of this legion.

Attention, flanks!" the Gallic officer screamed as he watched the cavalry swarm that struck like a hurricane. The soldiers hesitated to turn back and hastily turned their spears. The dense layers of spears stretched out forward hurriedly turned around, and before they could get ready, the hooves of the Guards cavalry had already crashed into it mercilessly, slashing and slashing, the crowd surged, and the bright imperial swords swept like a metal tide, and they had already pounced on the Gallic army's flank, a sword light like snow, dazzling, horses' hooves rumbled, the Gallic soldiers turned their spears, discarded their armor, and hurriedly flashed to both sides.

The already chaotic array suddenly spread out like water, almost no effective sniping, and the Guards cavalry was like a sharp knife, stabbing into the back of the Gauls fiercely, "Bastard, it's the cavalry of the Falcon Empire!"

In the chaotic procession, Randolph, the commander of the 12th Infantry Regiment in Kyoto, Gaul, roared and screamed like a slaughtered pig, and the rear army first began to rout, and the defeated soldiers poured forward like a flood, while the soldiers of the 11th Infantry Corps in front of them ran to the rear, which was completely out of order, and the officers could not find their subordinates, and their subordinates could not find the officers, and many of the soldiers did not even wear armor, and now even their weapons were thrown into the snow. Everyone is running for their lives, and once this trend collapses, it will be difficult to undo it.

Randolph looked at this miserable scene stupidly, watched his men being scattered by the enemy like lambs, looked at his painstakingly experienced troops, and was defeated without even a decent engagement, and for a moment, Randolph only had two words left in his head: "Despair." (To be continued......)