The brightly lit corridors are quiet, and in the evening, the setting sun shines on the high spires of the quadrangular towers and the roofs of the central clusters. Some sunlight shines through the lattice glass of the roof, and falls on the wall diagonally below the room, turning into a multicolored pattern, and the light is speckled like an empty theater, and a silent movie is playing in the dark, and several Imperial University attendants, dressed in traditional black robes, stand in front of the steps to talk, or walk slowly, and a few pigeons flutter and fly, flying over the open space and buildings in front of them, around the far end of the city square, and then flying back. Or land on the beautiful sculptures of the pillars of the walls, or land on the edge of the fountain, making a cooing sound

In the position of the corridor, three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, stood hundreds of Praetorian Guard knights wearing royal seal armor, gorgeous armor with the majesty of the royal family,

Each of the Praetorian Guard knights was carefully selected, handsome and vigorous, with a dazzling red cloak behind them, and the whole person stood there, like a pleasing landscape, and the entire corridor seemed to be immersed in a plane different from the mortal world, and time passed slowly.

The young Gallic Emperor turned his back and his gaze wandered over the fresco in the corridor, a familiar painting of the Battle of Elusa, painted in the corridor of the nave near the side door of the second study room, depicting one of the most important battles before the establishment of the Gallic Empire more than three hundred years ago.

In the middle of every month, this place will be closed, and the emperor of the empire will personally come here to admire all kinds of famous paintings, since three years ago, this has been an open secret of the imperial university, but no one knows, in fact, the emperor's eyes are not concerned about the priceless scrolls hanging on the walls of the corridor hall, but only in front of an unremarkable mural, stay for an hour or two. In the neatly marble-paved courtyard outside the corridor, several high-ranking officers of the Praetorian Guard were huddled around and whispered,

Two teams of Praetorian Knights stood silently in the side door. Dozens of Praetorian Guards guarding the surroundings straightened their bodies without squinting.

The atmosphere here is a bit solemn. The faces of these high-ranking generals in the courtyard were not very good-looking. They whispered as they peered down the hallway from time to time. Speaking of excitement, it's just that his face is pale,

The report of the battle on the southwestern side of the empire has arrived. After the defeat at the Battle of the Sona River, the Gallic Eighth Army, which was secretly transferred from the eastern battlefield to the southwest to fight, also suffered heavy losses, 110,000 troops, in just about ten days, was beaten by the northwest rebels and lost their armor, not only the battle losses reached 70,000, but even the commander of the corps Hebrili died in this battle. The Rusty region, which was originally in the hands of the Empire, also lost half of it because of this battle, and the situation of the war can be described as taking a sharp turn for the worse.

This news, like a stone falling into the water, immediately caused an uproar throughout the Gallic army

The Falcon of Vecchia in the northwest once again became famous, overtaking the Slavs who were ravaging the north of the empire and becoming the most popular topic in Kyoto in Gaul, at the age of twenty-five. With an invincible huge army, invincible and invincible, this rising force that suddenly appeared in the northwest. In just half a year, it almost swallowed up nearly 300,000 troops of the empire, and the already somewhat declining Gallic Empire became more and more overstretched in terms of military strength

His Majesty the Emperor immediately summoned the new Deputy Minister of Military Affairs, Radhabiso. And the officers of the Gallic military circles, members of the royal family, were anxiously inquiring about news related to the northwest in Kyoto. The 200,000 Gallic army fell on the side of the rebels in the northwest! Since the battle of the two heroes sixty years ago, Gaul has not suffered such a large loss for a long time, and even in the previous war with the Central Belgians, the number of casualties in the battle was only 150,000, and the army of 200,000 was no longer a regional dispute, but a battle between empires

No one dared to believe that this was true, but whether it was the series of news from the western part of the empire, or the unanimous silence of the Imperial Military Affairs Department on this matter, it really showed its authenticity

The current generals of the Gallic Military Department have been busy with a pot of porridge, the Eighth Army has collapsed, the Sixth Army has independently supported the situation in the west, the Eighth Army has collapsed too suddenly, no matter how smart, experienced, and imaginative the imperial generals are, holding the battle situation map at that time in their hands, looking at the comparison of the forces of the two sides, they can't calculate a result close to the truth from the deduction,

It's unbelievable, that's what everyone who has looked at the report thinks,

But when they think about it from the perspective of Hebaili, they will feel that if they are Hebaili, in that unknown situation where they encounter a large-scale cavalry raid and the two main infantry regiments are continuously disabled, in order to avoid the enemy's edge and try their best to reduce losses, they will also issue an order to strengthen the defense and not fight at will.

The other party undoubtedly took advantage of this, and the other party marched too fast, like a lightning bolt across the sky,

In just 11 days, when everyone could not react, a precise and very effective cutting tactic was launched against the Eighth Army, like a large net, completely netting the Eighth Army, and then decapitating and decapitating with a knife, clean and neat as in the midst of thousands of troops, taking the head of the enemy commander with a sword.

Never encountered such a fierce enemy, when a qiē arrangement was deduced, all the Gallic generals broke out in a cold sweat on their foreheads, such a tactic has never been encountered, neither the orthodox large corps head-to-head duel, nor the customary attack and destruction, but an unguardable trickery,

The 110,000-strong reorganized legion was unexpectedly beaten into a sieve by the opponent's cavalry, and all of them were nailed to the spot because of fear, and in this way, the enemy used only 10,000 people in a daze, and easily took the headquarters of the entire legion from the core position of the 100,000-strong army!

Everyone's feeling is like seeing a porcupine from the combat diagram, relying on a thorn, rushing into the forest and slapping the tiger, taking the opportunity of the tiger's stunned, the porcupine suddenly turned into a lion, and directly overturned the tiger, it is really too fast, first virtual and then real, like a phantom-like attack, the sudden exposure of the must-kill blow is really fast and dazzling! In just ten days, a 100,000-strong imperial main army was wiped out, and the Ministry of Military Affairs held a meeting overnight and urgently issued an order to send reinforcements to the area near Rasti.

His Majesty the Emperor also ordered that the Sixth Army be given the post of Commander-in-Chief of the Hassenranporsti region, and that as long as the Hasenranpo needed it, the resources and sick of the entire Rusti region could be deployed at will, in order to support the tense Lasti region as much as possible.

The staff officers of the Ministry of Military Affairs for the sake of scheduling. One by one, the eyes were red, and the transfer orders were issued like flowing water, and the local garrisons around the country began to move towards the Rasti region in a steady stream, and it is undeniable that the ruling heritage of the Gallic Empire for more than 300 years is extraordinary, and the number of local armies is very objective under the full mobilization

After all, it is also a great empire that has ruled the northern part of Obaro for more than a hundred years, and once it is really operational, the war potential displayed is very amazing. The local army that received the order has 11 infantry regiments, the combat effectiveness is not very good, and the number of people is uneven, but the important thing is that the number is enough, you 10,000, I 5,000, and soon formed a considerable force in the Rusti area,

Everyone can feel that this northwestern counterinsurgency is turning into a huge storm that will shake the entire western part of the empire. First the northwest broke away from the control of the empire, then the southwest, and now Rasti, in just two months. The army and energy that the empire lost in the west took a hundred years to accumulate.

One-fifth of the empire is being detached from the empire. Such a situation can no longer be described as dangerous, and all the Gallic soldiers are watching the western part of the empire, and everyone can faintly feel it. A decisive battle for Gaul's centennial fortunes is approaching

"Your Majesty, Rasti Urgent Military Report!" a carriage drove into the side courtyard quickly, and a royal janissary officer jumped down, nodded at the officers present, and then strode towards the emperor's majesty, who was staring at the strokes in the corridor.

"It's the Rasti area again, hopefully it won't get worse!"

The generals' eyes followed the Praetorian Guard officer down the hallway. The young figure standing still in front of the mural with his hands on his back, at this moment, has gathered too many eyes, the war in the west is already a domestic shock, his every move will represent the fate of thousands of living beings, the generals know that there will soon be a counteroffensive on the side of Rasti, and the emperor has even made an exception for this to come here one more time, and the emperor is here to pray for the war ahead

"How's it going?" the young emperor sensed the arrival of the officer, looked away from the mural, and turned around

"Your Majesty, there has been a hunger riot in the Rusti region, which has now spread to five cities, and Lord Hasenlimbo thinks that if there is not enough food to arrive, these areas will eventually turn into a full-blown riot!" replied the Praetorian Guard officer, straightening up and looking stern

"Is it a riot? What a surprise!" the young emperor picked up the report, looked at it a few times, and muttered to himself with some solemnity,......

"There are quite a few people!" A black carriage marched on the road, the fat man put his hand on the curtain of the window, his eyes looked out the window through the window, thousands of hungry people were discharged along the road for more than ten miles, because there were too many hungry people, even the carriage guarded by fifty guards cavalry was delayed at the city gate for a whole hour before entering the inner district of the city, these areas with more hungry people were all urban areas that had just been taken over,

The border between the two sides was not specifically defined, it was originally an area of war, the defense lines of the two sides were intertwined, and in the Rusti area controlled by the Falcon Army, the number of hungry people was also surging, this expected storm unexpectedly interrupted the situation of the two sides, a large number of hungry people blocked the road, so that both sides had no choice, the Sixth Army took the opportunity to make up for the shortcomings in the defense line, and the Falcon Army also had to stop preparing to launch an offensive

Taking advantage of this gap, the fat man decided to meet with the representatives of the local forces, although the army is strong, but the control time is too short after all, and if you want to suppress the occupied area in a short period of time, as much as possible to reduce the contradiction and excitation, the combination with the local forces is the inevitable way, and the facts have also proved that at any time, the local forces developed according to the local area are like grass on the wall, plus there are business alliances to come forward, and soon expressed their willingness to surrender to the Falcon Empire.

Wallette, the leader of the local forces, was waiting for the arrival of the fat man in the government hall in the city, and there were more than a dozen people with the same identity as him, most of whom knew each other, and after glancing at each other, everyone remained silent very tacitly

As a Gallic nobleman with the status of a viscount, Wallette's appearance is not at all related to the nobility, his fat body is one meter nine in height, sitting on the sofa like a mountain bear wearing a mane, his eyes are very thin, if you don't look hard, you can hardly see where his pupils are, giving people a feeling that he can't find out the details, he has been waiting for the other party in the government hall for 2 hours. This is something that has never happened before. Even before, no one had treated him so arrogantly

But at this moment, he didn't dare to show a trace of impatience, Vecchia Falcon, the emperor of the emerging Falcon Empire, such a figure, even if he thought about it, he could feel his heart tremble, to be received by this lord who had just defeated the Gallic Empire, Wallette could already foresee what kind of future awaited him, and the other party needed someone who could assist him in his rule. And he also needs a big tree, this time he found a deacon of the business alliance, mainly responsible for the affairs of the northwest coast, only those who have really come into contact with the power of the business alliance will know how powerful this alliance is. Wallette agreed to such a request almost without hesitation

And the others are roughly like him, in the eyes of underground time, there is only interests, but there is no importance to the concept of the state, the falcon army is crushed, and the Gallic army is crushed. Isn't the local forces experiencing bloody turmoil, and under the thunder of the army, Shunchang has rebelled

The carriage stopped at the gate of the Interior Hall, and the fat man got out of the carriage. When I raised my head, a cool breeze with a slight moisture came to my face, and I took a deep breath and cleared my mind. The accompanying cavalry stopped their horses, and the sentry went up from the steps of the Interior Hall. Densely packed, vigilantly watching the surrounding Yiqiē.

The fat man rarely wore a heavy armor and walked up the steps, he had long heard that the Falcon Army was now feared by the Gauls called the "Demon Army", for such a name, the fat man did not mind the slightest, the demon armor on his body was also from top to bottom, giving people a feeling of blood and violence, the armor pieces were made of stainless steel, and the darkness shimmered with a dark luster. "Your Majesty!" the two captains of the guard, each with their own cavalry, knelt down on one knee at the door of the Interior Hall,

"Are you ready?" asked the fat man with a grim face. "Everyone has arrived!" the captain of the guard replied in a low voice, "Your Majesty's breakfast is ready!"

"Bring those people here, I don't have that much time, I'm just meeting them at breakfast!" the fat man thought for a moment, strode through the door, and casually added, "Put on the wine!" "Yes!" The captain of the guard nodded quickly, and quickly turned away,

The place where the fat man eats breakfast is in a wide area of the government affairs hall, because there are too many people who need to be interviewed, in addition to the local figures, there are also some regional lords in the Rasti region, as the area directly under the jurisdiction of the Gallic emperor, the strength of these lords is not strong, at most it is the level of the lord of the manor, the main task is not to fight, but to manage, to help the Gallic emperor manage his own property, which is a product of a system unique to Gaul, slavery, in the Gallic Empire, the emperor also has his own slaves, these slaves work in the emperor's own estate, so the imperial property and the inner court property are completely different things

The first thing the fat man saw was these manor owners, although their status was low, but after all, they belonged to the people of the Gallic emperor, these manor owners were caught in a cell by the falcon soldiers and locked up for several days before the horror of the war was relieved, and now they were driven out, and the black pressure was hundreds of people, kneeling on the muddy ground, 20 guards cavalry wearing armor and holding weapons, riding back and forth around them, on the grass dozens of feet away, a pile of blazing bonfires,

The fat man silently took a sip of wine, the red wine was easy to reminisce, and the fat man could see these private properties belonging to the Gallic emperor trembling, "I hope there will be no example of loyalty here!" The fat man felt a little bored and waved his hand, the disposal of these manor owners is a bit troublesome, and many of the people who can serve the Gallic emperor have the title of agricultural experts, these people gather the agricultural technology of the entire Gallic Empire, even if it is relatively backward, but there are places to learn from, after all, the land characteristics of Obaro are still very different from Ikadiva. "This is your last chance" The fat man looked stern, picked up the tall glass and stretched it to the side, a guard captain immediately picked up the bottle and poured half of it, the bright red wine color was like blood "My patience is very limited" The fat man took a sip, and the wine overflowed a little at the corner of his mouth, "Now you have two choices, one is to be loyal to the Gallic Emperor, and the other is to serve me!"

"Yes, yes, we are willing to serve the adults" Hearing the fat man's words, most of the people immediately kowtowed like chickens pecking rice, completely ignoring the muddy water on their faces, and said bitterly, but there were also more than a dozen people, with a cold face, which made the fat man's heart sink slightly, sure enough, there are still such people, looked at the dozen or so people who did not express anything, and compared the list in their hands, five horticulturists, six agricultural experts!"Those who are willing can go, and someone will manage you!" The fat man waved his hand expressionlessly, and soon dispersed most of the people, and the fat man's gaze swept over the dozen or so people who insisted on staying, and there was nothing to be said, (to be continued......)