The sun rises in the sky and then sets.

The heavy snow in Central Asia made the eastward expansion of the eastern empire stop at Sattila, the year is approaching, the tradition of the East, is to stop everything, have a good New Year, especially in the outer land, as the emperor Su Chen, naturally to take care of the feelings of the soldiers.

In the west, and even in the north and south, they were shocked by the intruders from the east, burning and slaughtering all the way, and implementing a slaughter strategy.

Just when the southern and western expeditionary armies stopped all affairs and were busy with the New Year's pass, rumors about the armies of the Eastern Empire had spread in various city-states and tribes.

The seven city-states in northern Central Asia that originally belonged to the Satsuma Empire have also been surging in the city because of this incident.

The people were also fed up with the invasion of the Sakprut Empire, and when the army of the Eastern Empire broke Sakprut and took Sattila, the remaining nobles, rangers, and the people in the city suddenly set off chaos on the last day of winter.

They deliberately created chaos in the city, set fire to the castle lord's palace, and when the Sakprut army in the city suppressed it, the nobles of the Satsuma Empire, who were tangled in the army outside the city, took the opportunity to seize the city.

The rangers mingled in the city, joined forces with the Satsuma army outside, and opened the gates of the city.

The Satsuma nobles who invaded the city led their troops to defeat the soldiers stationed in Sakprut, and began a purge of the old officials who had defected to the enemy country.

On the contrary, every general had a respectful expression on his face and eyes.

Although I don't know how much hostility there is on the other side, they now have a common enemy, which may make sense.

Such a move allowed them to win every battle in the years that followed, no less than the rise of the empire to the east.

After several years of conquest, this brown-haired emperor has shown a terrifying posture, and the same outstanding military exploits have made everyone admire.

A flaming brazier hung from the dome of the main hall, and several Western generals, dressed in full armor, sat around a large round table in the hall, talking softly to each other.

Listening to this emperor, who is younger than them, talk about the defense of the city, as well as next year's war and government arrangements.

In the cultivated farmland, busy Western peasants, wearing straw hats and simple linen robes, watched a war horse splash dust all the way west on the official road.

However, only the generals here, as well as the emperor, knew that the methods of war they used were all used in the past, and they would communicate with each other and summarize them.

After the rebellion was rectified, the Satsuma nobles began to unite separately, organized a coalition army, and elected a prince of the Satsuma royal family as the emperor, considering that the army of Sakprut was strong, and the army was overwhelming, they could not resist, and after discussion, sent a messenger to Sattila, hoping to unite with the army in the east.

No one will despise the other because of their age.

He listened quietly for a while, and then the words of the crowd sounded, and then a magnetic voice sounded, and only then did several generals around the round table stop talking and look at the first place.

At the top of the round table was a man in his thirties, with a ring of fox fur on his shoulders and neck, a dark red and gold straight-leg robe, and a gold crown set with four gems of different colors on his head.

To the north of Mount Guramo and east of the Anatoto Plains was the Great City of Nonma, which in the early years belonged to the domain of Duke Fernande, but was later captured by the knightly Sakprut and made it the front city of the Empire.

The Satsuma uprising, as well as the news of the defeat of Sattila and the defeat of the Grand Duke of O'Rhine by the troops of the Eastern Empire, have entered the borders of the Sakprut Empire, and even the famous Holy Lothar has been defeated, abandoned the city of Maiti, and fled back in disgrace.

In the midst of the huge castle, within the towering walls on all sides, the hall was brightly lit and full of warmth.

The herald took the knight who gave the herald, along with the information, like a treasure.

In the bright winter sun, the countless rock-made walls were mottled with blood stains from the past, forming patches of dark blood scale.

News had reached from afar, and the knights who entered the city gate did not need to care about the rampant and urine in the streets, and rode their horses through the dirty streets to the palace carved and accumulated by countless rocks in front of them.

Time passed, and the sun rose in the sky and then set in the west.

In the sonorous voice, hurried footsteps sounded outside, and the herald received the letter outside, and after listening to the words of the fast horse, with a serious look, he walked in, interrupting the conversation between the awe-inspiring Emperor Sakprut and the people in front of him.

The knight was a messenger from the southeast, who changed into several fast horses and traveled through the mountains and forests, bringing bad news to the great Emperor Sakprut.

"It's so scorching!"

After reading the information in his hand, Sakprut only smiled faintly at the content that it was written that the Satsuma people had recaptured the northern city-states and the eastern army was advancing westward, and he did not have any annoyed look: "The young emperor in the east is even better at attacking than I imagined. ”

The founder of the Sakprut Empire, the conquering king of Euphilo, he slowly got up, the golden crown shining with fire, the light of power, and his tall body looked down on the herald in front of him, and the knight.

The majestic voice also sounded at the same time: "The rebellion of the Satsuma, I don't care about it, the northern city-state of the Satsuma people can be defeated at any time." But the army of the East is really exciting. ”

Then Sakprut turned and walked back, stepping up the stone steps covered with a red blanket and sitting back on his throne.

"It's a shame that O'Rein is a fool who doesn't want to go, but Lothar has let me down...... Come here, Courier! ”

Sakprut beckoned to the knight who had come with the news, who cautiously stepped forward, half-knelt down at the stone steps in front of the throne, and saluted the conquering king with knightly etiquette.

"You brought news from Lothar, it's good, but ...... None of this is the news I want," he said, and the figure on the throne waved his hand abruptly, allowing the knight to be dragged down.

"Kill him, hang his head outside the city, and tell all the nobles that a knight must have the honor of a knight, and only if he dies in battle, he belongs to the nobles, not flees!"

"Your Majesty......"

The kneeling knight was dragged up by the guards of the palace, his face was full of frightened expressions, and the next second, he struggled to be dragged out, and then there was a terrible "ah" scream faintly sounded outside the palace.

A moment later, the bloodstained head was presented for Sakprut to examine, and after a glance, he asked the soldiers to take the head out of the palace.

It was hung in a conspicuous place in the market outside the castle, and officials were sent to explain why he had been killed.

Suddenly, a head was hung in a crowded place, and there were special officials who kept explaining, so that the people of Nongma City who passed by stopped and watched, and while looking at the bloody human head, they excitedly shouted the words of Long Live Emperor Sakprut.

After the conquest of eastern Satsuma a few years ago, the weather became colder and colder, so Sakprut handed over the war there to Lothar, and he himself returned to the country with his army and stationed in this city.

The reason why he didn't return to the imperial capital was that on the one hand, he wanted to respond to Lothar at any time, and on the other hand, he wanted to see if anyone would take the opportunity to rebel during his absence from the imperial capital.

However, what awaited was the Satsuma rebellion and the retaliation of the powerful Eastern Empire.

The banner of the three-headed dragon with a red background hunts and flies in the wind.

Inside the castle, the cavalry of the herald had already rushed out of the city gates, holding high the banner and heading out of the city, sounding the horn in the field.

In the distance, in the fluttering imperial banner of Sakprut the Great, the distant field is a dense triangular tent stretching out to a place that is difficult to see.

A large number of soldiers heard the sound of the horn and began to come out of their tents, well-trained and ready for war.

As the emperor's temporary residence, the city of Nonma was already running efficiently after the news of the eastward march of the Eastern Empire's army to the west.

A large number of the emperor's entourage, imperial nobles, and their servants had received orders from the emperor to run on the official roads outside the castle.

The news of the war in the east kept them immersed in the confidence of constant victory, and they did not care about the devastating sweep of Sattila by the eastern army, defeating Olein and Holy Lothar.

After all, their Emperor Sakprut was also a battle-hardened emperor, and the commanders and generals who commanded the army were also brave and good at fighting.

In the Emperor's palace in Nongma City, where they came and went, although the generals present also had strong self-confidence, they were about to face the Eastern Army, and after hearing their achievements, they also had a more or less urgent sense of crisis.

After the emperor's decree was issued, and after the rumor was passed to the thick horse, the military council had obviously been opened in the castle first, and the administrative officials carrying official documents quietly passed by on both sides.

The defeat in Central Asia to the east was nothing to the current huge Sakprut Empire.

The whole of Sakprut had sixty armies, each under the control of two commanders, except for the emperor.

There are more than 20 generals who crisscross the battlefield, among them, there are six people sitting here, sitting straight and upright at the round table, looking at Sakprut on the first throne with serious eyes, and the other party's majestic voice is speaking slowly.

"Olein was originally a pawn in our plan to consume the Eastern army, and his death was expected and not regretted.

But Sattila's first line of defeats and the loss of several cities in a row made me very angry...... A few years ago, we conquered the kingdom of Ophilo, which knew only the people of fish and meat, and conquered five countries near the Sumira River valley, all the way to the Mediterranean.

We have built many wonders there, and made the north and south the majesty of the Sakprut Empire.

There are no more of our opponents here, but the Celis have appeared, and they are still so good at fighting that they are a qualified opponent. ”

Sakprut was not very old, but there were already a lot of white marks between his thick short hair, and he looked at the generals present, with a gentlemanly smile on his heroic face.

"We've joined forces to build this empire like never before, but I don't think it's big enough, it's not strong enough, and its territory should stretch across the Amir Mountains, across the desert, and envelop the prosperous land of the East."

In the solemn atmosphere, the emperor had always had his own ideas, and as he spoke, he stood up and dragged his dark red robe down step by step.

"But we lost the first battle, O'Rein was killed, that was his glory, and Lothar's defeat and escape put a layer of humiliation on the banner of the Empire."

His words paused, and his smile grew.

"That's probably a good thing, because we've been winning and we've been immersed in these victories.

The defeat at Sattila is a wake-up call for us to re-examine our own shortcomings from our enemies, and then, defeat them, enslave them, and finally enjoy the fruits that belong to us with peace of mind. ”

In the majestic voice, there was already a map pushed by the attendant.

Sakprut walked over to the huge seamed map and looked at the dense arrowhead markings on it, and looked at it for a while.

"The Eastern Emperor has come over in person, this is a good opportunity, an army of 300,000 is really a huge number, but unfortunately in my place, such a number is not enough to defeat the Sakprut Empire."

"Your Majesty, do you need to summon Caesar and Hannibal back immediately?" At the round table, a general stood up and asked, his name was Geraint, one of the Knights of the Round Table.

The Emperor in front of the map smiled and sat him down, the pressing question indeed hovering over the minds of the various generals, including Sakprut.

After thinking for a moment, he frowned, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry, and looked at the map in a low voice: "Don't worry, we still need to prepare." ”

After the words fell, the hall was quiet for a long time.

Sakprut slowly raised his finger and pressed it on the arrow mark on the map, marking one by one: "The legions of the provinces of Shunas, Gaomi, Algar, and Kambia have notified them to gather to me. ”

The emperor's gaze moved on the map, and his fingers also swiped over the two locations above and below Nongma City, with a serious expression.

"The city-states below the thick horse ordered their garrisons to be heavily defended, and beware of the cavalry of the Celis, from these two places, interspersed with the hinterland of Sakprut.

They are very good at cavalry, but after the beginning of spring, they will continue to move westward, and once they have crossed this plateau in Central Asia, which is the province of Analia, which is a mountainous province, and it is a very small battlefield, if they want to turn, they will have to carry a lot of distances, which is really ...... A tough choice, hehe! ”

Sakprut smiled, withdrew his gaze, walked to the round table, and spoke.

"I now issue the second order, that the 1st, 2nd, and 4th legions of the conquerors, with the Thick Horse as the center, march southeast, and enter the plateau to lay out the defensive line; The Third Legion of the Conquerors entered the province of Anaria from the south, while the rest of the Centaur Seventh Legion and the Eighth Legion of the Eagle were on standby with me.

In addition, the servant armies of the various tribes were to be recruited and assembled here by May. ”

In a few simple sentences, a general arrangement was made to deal with the war of the Eastern Empire's westward advance.

Several generals with the emperor's will then left.

Sakprut returned to the apse, where in the study, an old man with gray hair and a dusty robe sat in a rocking chair, near the fireplace, flipping through a book.

"The Prophet Moses." Sakprut walked into the study, took off his heavy imperial robe, and sat down casually in the chair next to the old man.

The old man named Moses put down the book, looked at the tired emperor in front of him, and smiled: "How does Your Majesty feel about facing the Eastern Empire soon?" ”

Sakprut laughed, a slight wrinkle at the corners of his mouth, and he leaned back in his chair, looking at the flickering fire in the fireplace.

"You already know?"

"I'm a prophet, and I can anticipate things in advance, you know, Your Majesty."

"......" Sakprut was silent for a moment, his tone flat: "Uneasy, but excited. ”

He took a deep breath and continued: "I have always had a fanatical admiration for war, and I have never regretted it in the past few years.

Can be with Arthur, Caesar, Hannibal, Alexander...... Fighting side by side is the most fortunate thing in my life. ”

In the voice of the words, Sakprut trembled excitedly in his chair, "Facing the Eastern Empire, I will not be afraid!" I believe that I will build a vast empire that connects the West and the East, and bears witness to our supremacy philosophy. ”

He said.

Outside the city, the sound of trumpets sounded again.

(End of chapter)