The sky without the sun was gray, gloomy as if it was about to rain, the air pressure was very low, so low that people could not breathe, and people were suffocated, as if they were looking for something to vent, the Falcon Army guide Yam rode on horse, watching Pikady City turn into a sea of blood and fire, and the fierce steppe cavalry directly broke down the gate of Pikady, and launched the steppe people's habitual looting and killing," Everywhere I entered, there were screams of men, women, children, and the cries and moans of women when they were humiliated, and the blood that flowed from the house seeped into the streets.

In order to avoid conflicts in the plunder, the steppe people formed their own raiding areas in the city according to the size of the tribe, and it seemed that every steppe man was born with these, respecting the strong and acquiescing to the natural law of the jungle, and they rode war horses to chase every Gaul they saw, regardless of men, women, old and young, until they were all trampled under the war horses. The flowing blood and the crowd of people fleeing everywhere made the steppe people who rushed into the city as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, raised their scimitars and slashed down, chopping people's heads all over the place, the smell of blood emitted in the air, almost suffocating, unscrupulously opened the door of the house, rushed in and dragged out the trembling people inside to kill, and then took away something that looked valuable, although Pikady is not a big city, but it is also a famous grain producing area in Philip Province, with a population of 31,000 people, but under the butcher's knife of the steppe people, it was slaughtered in just two hours,

"Your Excellency, my lord, please go and accept the spoils you deserve!" a steppe cavalry came running covered in blood. Said to the Falcon Guide Amm outside the city

"Loot?" Yamm asked, confused

"According to the rules of our steppe people, as a guide to the army, you can have the right to choose a trophy that belongs to you at the first time. Even if the lord asks for a priceless crown, the patriarchs will agree!" The steppe cavalry explained loudly, casually wiping the bloody scimitar on the riding boots, but with a simple smile on the corner of his mouth, it is difficult to associate with the word butcher, Yam followed the cavalry through the streets along the way, and many steppe cavalrymen were cleaning up the corpses. Many aristocrats were accustomed to wearing precious stones, rings, and necklaces on their bodies. Walking sticks, even expensive weapons, even if they are dead, the steppe people will not spare the corpse. See Yam, the guide. None of the people outside the column stopped, "My lord!"

The steppe cavalry knelt down on one knee and saluted the guide who represented His Majesty the Khan, as for the guide's cold face, like the most arrogant eagle in the steppe, it had been ignored by the soldiers, in their hearts, the guide was a stand-in for the Falcon Khan King, if it weren't for such a look. Instead, it would be uncomfortable for the soldiers, and only the guide Yam himself would know. He is not cold, but suppressing the nausea in his heart, he is afraid that he will vomit when he crooks his mouth, although he is also a veteran of the battlefield, but the bloody road in front of him full of corpses and killings still makes his heart feel cold, countless mutilated corpses, like crushed meat, on the streets, on the walls, there are large patches of blood splashed everywhere, the smell of blood is blowing on the nose with the wind, and a lot of women and children can be seen in the pile of corpses,

Slowly passing by the pile of corpses lying in the streets and alleys like this, it takes not only courage, but also tenacity that is not like human willpower, and among so many corpses, his war horse can hardly find a place to drop the horse's hooves, and can only step on the corpses.

The feeling of the horse's hooves stepping on the soft human body is not at all like the feeling of trampling the enemy to pieces on the battlefield, but as the horse's hooves fall, the corpses below will be touched once, and those arm stumps mixed with pools of blood, as if they have come to life, emerge from the pile of corpses, like evil spirits in the world,

There were at least tens of thousands of corpses along the way, and after seeing a lot, Yam's heart became numb from the initial shock

He didn't feel a trace of pity for life at all from the steppe people, and the steppe cavalry, who were still kind to him just now, seemed to have only one thought left once they entered the role of butchers. This was a pure massacre, because the target of the battle was thousands of miles away in Gallic Kyoto, and the steppe people automatically omitted the step of being accustomed to plundering the population as trophies, cleaned up a qiē with a scimitar, and used blood to boost morale, since the living have lost their value, the steppe people will turn them all into dead, these people are the best warriors, and the most terrible butchers! No wonder His Majesty the Falcon was not at ease with the prairie people, the war horse suddenly stopped, Yam's hand holding the reins of the war horse was a little tight, his eyes fell on the central square full of all kinds of belongings, "Lord Guide is here" The patriarchs who were still talking stopped their voices, and everyone's eyes were on Yam, according to the rules, only when Yamu took the first trophy, they could start the distribution of the booty, and the loot had already been divided into more than a dozen piles according to the points of each clan, and the gold and silver flashed with an attractive luster inside,

As Yam walked along the pile of belongings, the breathing of several patriarchs became nervous,

Especially the patriarch Hu Za, who had just grabbed a small wooden cabinet inlaid with various precious gems, his small eyes narrowed into a line, and his hands were nervously crossed together, the pitiful gaze was like a pig to be slaughtered, the cabinet was too conspicuous, even if it was mixed in a pile of gold and silverware, it was impossible for people not to notice it, Yam's footsteps stopped in front of the cabinet, Bai Sili patriarch Huza's fat face immediately turned into pig liver color, and the faces of the other patriarchs had gloating expressions, everyone was waiting for Yamu to take the cabinet away,

Yamu looked at the extremely gorgeous cabinet with a grim face, and said slowly, "This is it!" "Oh, my God!" The nervous Huzha patriarch almost fainted, and the other patriarchs let out a cheerful cheer, the guide took the first one, and everyone could share the dirt as much as they wanted, only Duo Weiyan leaned over and said to him, "You are very smart, there are more than a thousand gems on this cabinet, the carving is exquisite and gorgeous, and the value is definitely more than 20,000 gold coins." If it was on the steppe, it would be the annual income of a tribe of 5,000 people, and the harvest from this raid seemed to be a lot. In fact, most of them can't be turned into money, and it's very good to be able to make up 100,000 yuan, and Huzha is not a good thing for the Bai Sili clan to take such hot goods on the road, but what are you going to do with this cabinet, if you want to ship it back. I can send someone to transport you back!" "No, can you give me a two-handed sword?" Yamm said coldly, "Yes, but what are you going to do?"

Duo Weiyan was stunned for a moment. Waving his hand to the attendant behind him, one of the attendants took off his two-handed greatsword behind his back and handed it over, "Destroy it, of course!" Yamhao took it unceremoniously and held it high. Then a fierce sword smashed on the precious and luxurious wooden cabinet, and the precious small wooden cabinet was split by the blade of the big sword. Fragments of wood scattered,

"You!" Duo Weiyan twitched unnaturally at the corner of his mouth, "Crazy, the guide is crazy, it must be crazy" The chubby Hu Zha was sad as if he was rolling on the ground,

The bodies of the patriarchs of the various clans trembled collectively as the heavy sword was raised, and they looked a little confused and looked at the guide Yam. Because this madman is using a heavy sword of more than a dozen pounds, like a hammer. A sword smashed the priceless precious wooden cabinet into pieces, and every time a sword was smashed, the hearts of the patriarchs twitched, the scattered gems, the beautifully carved frame, "pop" countless gems inlaid on it flew around, falling into the blood-stained mud below, like a scattered rain of gems hitting the ground,

"This guy!"

Looking at such a scene, Duo Weiyan's cold eyes flashed with a hint of appreciation, the guide sent by the fat man was really not easy, he felt wrong from the beginning, and he proposed to wash the city of Pikady in blood, and the guide directly agreed, and it can be explained with certainty that the task of the guide is to take the patriarchs to attack Gallic Kyoto openly and secretly,

Plunder, murder,

The Vicchia Falcon has let go of its hand, this time with the help of the scimitars of the steppe people, to completely cut off the blood supply of the Gauls, and then clear the way for the march into Gaul Kyoto. Fifteen days, what can be used by the steppe people, completely depends on the ability of the guide, just like how fast the horse can run, it depends on the strength of the rider, and the riders of the 60,000 grassland army are the Vekia Falcon hundreds of miles away, and these guides are the two reins that the Vekia Falcon uses to control the prairie horses, and the interests are in front, and the two horses drive together! It is difficult not to exert all your strength, if you light a fire on the horse's tail......

Duo Weiyan himself felt a little cold, such a vicious tactic is really the consistent style of Vekia Falcon,

But I don't have the slightest idea of refusal.

Being able to plunder the Kyoto of a powerful empire is also the biggest dream of countless fierce warriors living in the prairie, killing the enemy to their heart's content, snatching the enemy to their heart's content, returning to the tribe with countless treasures and glory, jumping off the horse, pinching the increasingly resolute faces of their sons, sleeping with seven or eight wives in their arms, watching their own family grow like a branch, the population is growing more and more, prospering in the war, dying in the war, and conquering the visible one with a scimitar and war horse, this is the eternal dream of the steppe men, and the Vekia Falcon hit the weakness of the steppe tribes this time, even if he knows the mind of the Khan King, the patriarchs also jumped in without hesitation,

Yam, who smashed the wooden cabinet, finally stopped, and the wooden cabinet disappeared completely, only the splinters of wood and precious stones were all over the floor.

He panted and threw the heavy sword on the ground, took a deep breath on his flushed face, looked at the patriarchs who were completely at a loss, and said sharply, "It's really disappointing, such a little pitiful loot can make you so ecstatic, haven't you thought that the other army led by Lord Saud of Teli City should have surpassed us dozens of miles away at this time!" He will reach the Gallic Kyoto, which is a thousand times richer than here, before we can get the mountains of riches, and then we will really have to live a life of picking up rags!"

"Yes, compared to Gallic Kyoto, these things are in tatters!" The patriarchs heard their blood boiling, and shouted loudly, "Get on the horse, all get on the horse, let's go to Gallic Kyoto."

In one of the highest watchtowers in the city of Denny, Algernonkatya carefully signed his name on a letter of order, stood up, handed it to the officer waiting at the door, and said, "Sue Lord Sù Hasenrambo, after dark tonight. Dig the upper reaches of Kozi, and head north into the province of Philip!This order is important, and a loyal warrior must be appointed."

"Yes! The subordinates will make a trip themselves. Your Excellency, please rest assured!" the herald clenched his hands into fists, and with an excited expression on his face, he took the order and left, and after waiting for so long, he finally waited for this day

Algernonkatya finally breathed a sigh of relief, just now he ordered Hasenlimbo to dig the river upstream of Kozi City, and after dark, Hasenlimpo's Sixth Army, which had been lurking, would dig the river. The flooded Falcon was at Danny's rear base camp in Kozi, where the Falcon had stockpiled large quantities of food and supplies that would be swept away by the flood. The 100,000 Falcon Army, which had been cut off from logistics, would be killed, and as long as he thought of the way the Falcon of Vikia jumped to his feet in anger after receiving such news, Algernon Katya felt that the grievances he had suffered before were worth it.

"Today. The lives of millions of Gauls. The glory of the past, the shame added to the empire, will be repaid!" He came to the window, looked up at the raindropping sky outside, his fingers unconsciously twisted the quill in his hand, with a somewhat sickly burning gaze, through the confused heavy rain shrouded the plateau in the distance,

Hasenrambo stood on a. The boiling river made a terrible sound like the roar of a beast at his feet, and a letter of command fell from his hand into the water. The white waves are rolling, and the huge pool of water has begun to overflow for 100 meters, this is the upper reaches of the Kezi City River, and the spacious river surface downstream is much narrower here.

A large number of rocky ravines form a natural waterproof dam, and the snow water that melts from the top of the mountain is the main source of water in the upper reaches of the Kozi River, and the abundant water left by the heavy rain flows down the mountain from a high place, using the narrow and rocky mountain, Hasenlampo cuts off the upstream channel.

Hasenlimpo's Sixth Army has been more than ten days since the river was cut off, seven of which were torrential rain or heavy rain, the boiling and tumbling river water hit the barrage embankment, making a beast-like roar, the embankment has been shaken, even if Algernonkatya does not give the order, Hasenlimbo is ready to discharge the flood in advance, it is too dangerous, the soldiers of the Sixth Army feel like they are standing on top of a huge bomb, the flood may break the extension of the embankment at any time, and drown all of them, and time flows towards the scheduled evening in a moment,

Hasenrampo was making the final preparations, he was looking at the map, choosing the nearest road to the northern province of Philip, because he knew that once the river was dug and flooded, and the Falcon Army found that the back road was cut off, he would inevitably realize that his Sixth Army was not in the Robica Mountains at all, and if he could not evacuate in time, he would be surrounded by the Falcon Legion that had returned to kill him.

Having fought with the Falcon Army for nearly a year, Hasenrimbaud, as the most experienced general among the Gallic generals, has long adapted to the combat style of the Falcon Army.

"Order everyone to prepare, and leave tonight!" Hasenlimpo rolled up the map in his hand, handed it to the adjutant behind him, and said to several subordinates in front of him. The Falcon Infantry Cluster is not terrible, as long as it is not a head-on engagement, the Falcon's infantry combat effectiveness will not be too overwhelming, it is worth worrying about the cavalry troops of the Falcon Empire that are raiding like fire, this kind of troops between heavy cavalry and assault cavalry, with both assault power and long-range strike capabilities, as long as we roughly guess our position, this most terrifying weapon in the hands of the Vekia Falcon will inevitably cut at the first time like a strange scimitar"

"The falcon's talon never fails!, what used to be a joke, now it's a recognized fact!" Hasenrampo stopped his voice and said with a stern face, "Once bitten, the angry Vechia Falcon will definitely personally command the troops to encircle and suppress us, and our good luck is of no use in front of this recognized god of war."

At night, it was raining again, and the endless raindrops rustled on the leaves outside the window, and the fat man stood in front of the window of a mansion in Sukogad,

The Governor of the Southern Empire, Stoutenko, cautiously pushed open the door, glanced at the fat man's generous back, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, there is news from the Gramburg side, just this afternoon, four Gallic scouts appeared in the direction of Gramburg, and it looks like there are signs of a large-scale attack!"

"Don't worry about them! The Glenburg side just needs to do a good job of defense! Don't pay attention to provocations or anything!" The fat man turned back from the window, waved his hand, and suddenly said to himself with a slight frown, "It's been the past two days, but I didn't expect the Gauls to be unable to sit still first!"

"Yes, my subordinates understand!" Statunko nodded, ready to turn around

"Boom"

A white light flashed in the sky, and it seemed to be accompanied by an endless thunderstorm, the fat man's eyes lit up, and he suddenly turned around and looked out the window again, the face of the Southern Governor Statunko was stunned for a moment, and then showed a touch of ecstasy, the electric light had disappeared, but the thunder was getting louder and louder, the sound came from the direction of Kozi, and the ground was trembling slightly

"Hasenlampo has finally dug the river!" the fat man put his hands behind his back, with a relaxed smile on his face, Sukegade is more than thirty miles away from Kezi, and he can still hear such a might, it is conceivable that if the army is stationed in Kezi, it must be swept away by the flood at this moment, and there is not even a hair left (to be continued......