The sunset was bloody, shone on the backs of a thin and majestic middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was riding on a pure white horse representing the noble, and the long-sleeved cloak hung down to the ground, and his eyes swept the earth in front of him. Behind him is the more than one hundred thousand troops of Istan, marching towards the front. The battle flag is bloody, there are burning villages in the distance, and the black smoke is rolling up into the sky."

　　

　　 "Casa, do you know where is here?" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed the inexplicable luster across the distant land, and asked with a condensed voice

　　

Between the rolling hills, a river like a light belt flows through it. Although it is winter, the warm south of Gan Fei does not have the thousands of miles of ice in the north of Obaro, the silence of the frozen earth, but the green color of autumn and summer It turned into gray and white withered in front of everything, and a raised hill was on the edge of the distance

　　

　　 "Luo Kaishan, the birthplace of the mother river of the Gang-Imperial Empire!"

　　

Next to the middle-aged man was a grayish-grey-haired young man about 15 years old who replied respectfully. The teenager wore a magnificent gilt helmet with a white ribbon and under the cross-shaped nasal protection were two single bós with pride Lips, the coat of arms coat of arms represents the cold moon of the Istan royal family,

　　

　　 "Yes, it is Luo Kaishan! Do you know what this mountain means to our country?"

　　

　　 "It means that Gang Fei was stepped on by his father!"

　　

"Haha, do you think so? The eyes of the imperial prince should not be like this." The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, flashing a terrifying light, and he was very interested. He raised the whip and pointed to the distance, saying aloud "A lot of people think that we Estonians are cruel, but did you know that fifteen years ago, at the grand celebration where my father had just risen to the throne, I received the first congratulatory gift from the Central European Zoro region not congratulations from other countries? It is the collective absence of the entire Central European Baro nation. It is hundreds of thousands of enemies that have spread like dense locusts across the borders of the Istan Empire."

　　

The voice of the middle-aged man paused, and his eyes flashed a bit of grimace. "Let your great-grandfather Justin King Tocasa join forces with the 21 Central European Baro countries for a total of 360,000 Central European Baro countries. The three routes suddenly invaded our border guards and broke down countlessly. I will always remember the tragic days. I can receive news of the fall of the area every day. The candlelight hanging on the imperial palace pavilion has not been extinguished for 31 consecutive days. After that, I had a meeting with all the imperial generals all night, exhausted and mobilized the materials and troops of the whole country to deal with this war of annihilation,

　　

　　"But it was at this time that the six princes in the southern part of the monkey rebelled at the same time, and the main force of the 200,000 empire stranded there was cut off, and the situation was chaotic so that it could not be cleaned up."

　　

　　 "Father and Emperor is the master chosen by God, there will be nothing wrong" The teenager lowered his head and shook his teeth, his face nervously said quickly

　　

He knew the war that caused great losses to the Istan Empire, but for the first time he heard his father talk about the war as an experiencer, because in his father’s heart, the war was not just war, but loved ones. Disabled, the non-imperial Tokasa is his father’s grandfather. He has been kind to his father since he was a child. The new emperor ascended the throne. It is a glorious fixed point of life for his father. He can imagine the joy of waiting for his loved ones when the celebration fireworks rise. No congratulatory father received the desperate expression of the battle report,

　　

　　The Istan Empire was so powerful that it had just conquered a part of Southern Baro, and the prosperity of the army made the whole Baro shaking.

　　

　　 However, in the era when his father ascended the throne, the Istan empire adopted a peaceful attitude. The Istan empire worked hard to integrate into Central Europe Baro, hoping to become one of the dominant positions, and did not have the same situation as now,

　　

"God? Haha, I never think that God can decide what!" The middle-aged man glanced at his son, knowing that he had not experienced a tragic son, would he not know what a real war would look like, which is why he wanted to use him For the sake of this time, the middle-aged man sneered slightly at the cold corner of his mouth, and said condensedly

　　

　　 "Remember, it is people, not gods, who decide this world,

　　

They all said that they were planning for the father in that war, and eventually the Sino-European Baro Army retreated. In fact, it was simply nonsense. At that time, the father had no war experience, and he was in a hurry to make mistakes. If it was not Marshal Flo, it would be tenths. Fifty thousand empire remnants blocked the main force of the Central European Baro coalition, and only waited for the return from the sea fleet, and the six rebel princes became infighted because of the site problem. At the same time, I finally decided to request the North Gaul Empire with five million gold coins. The war against Gang-African Empire finally forced the Central European Baro Army to choose to retreat."

　　

"But even so, that winter was as silent as before. More than 1.7 million people in the Istan Empire were slaughtered and more than 30 cities fell. The strong **** smell wrapped in the flames separated Kyoto. The Heilong River on the periphery can also be smelled. At that time, I vowed that one day, Thoradin will also lead the army to break the Luokai Mountain he just had! Let the children of Tocasa try to be bullied. taste!"

　　

　　 With this sentence of middle-aged people, a cold wind lingered over the ground, Lin Dongniao flew

　　

Hundreds of guarded cavalrymen of the Istanian royal family wearing snow-clad tabards and serious expressions, lined up behind the two fathers and sons. There is no doubt that the two fathers and sons who pointed in front of them are leading the army to invade the Gangfei Empire, now The Istanian Emperor Thoradin I and the Imperial Crown Prince Soladin Casa,

　　

　　 This is the grudge between the two emperors, there is private enmity and national hatred,

　　

　　 "Tocasa! My grandfather!

　　

　　The middle-aged man looked at the last rays of the setting sun in the distance and sighed unexpectedly,

　　

He now understands why his grandfather, who loved him most when he was young, regarded himself as the first goal of extermination, because at that time, he had not called the empire at the time, and he had been called the empire for more than 100 years in terms of its influence on Central Europe Baro. The Istanian Empire undoubtedly made a huge stumbling block that had just stepped onto the empire's steps,

　　

At that time, if Gang Fei wanted to rise and fulfill his empire's dream, the primary goal was to suppress the Istan Empire. This is also the case. After the war, the Istan Empire lost its strength and completely deviated from the entire stage of the Central European Baro region. In order to avoid Once again the goal of the Central European Baro nations to contend, the direction of the development of the Istan Empire was forced to target the rebellious princes in the southern part of Obaro, and the Gang Fei dynasty had so much war power that it truly became the leading power of Central Europe Baro, but Disease made the old Tokassa unable to start a large-scale war,

　　

　　 The pattern of Central Europe Baro was quickly settled after the brief and intense collision between the grandfather and grandson.

　　

The old Tocasa, known as the Central European Baro lion, died six years later in the heart of the Emperor Gang Fei, the recently completed Siotu Palace. Although the successor of the Gang Fei New Emperor is also extraordinary, it is impossible after all. Comparable to the old emperor who was a big man, he wanted to defeat the Gauls in the north and Fizer in the south, and he fought repeatedly. The result also fell unexpectedly last year. The new little emperor was a seven-year-old child. The domestic situation deteriorated and the empire was defeated. Forcibly relocating to Beijing, the once short-lived prosperity is like the sunset in front of you,

　　

　　 "Your Majesty, the emergency report!" A royal Istanian **** hurriedly came from a short distance, respectfully handed the report to Thoradin I, who turned down

　　

"Battle report?" Istan the emperor Thoradin I, with his hands in white silk gloves, took the defeat, opened it, and glanced, his eyebrows snorted slightly, and handed the battle report to Crown Prince Thoradin Casa, saying, "Ha Pulling this idiot, I told him long ago that the main force of Gangfei Empire is gathering, and it must be ready to go. Fukodila is the gateway to Gangfei and Kyoto. Gangfei people will choose to resist anyway. This time After an ambush, 60,000 people were lost. Fortunately, this idiot put the main force behind to stabilize the situation, otherwise it will inevitably become very bad!"

　　

　　 "Father and Emperor, do you need immediate support for Hayala?" Crown Prince Soladin Casa asked

　　

"No, although this idiot Hajira is a bit bigger, but it is also a battle-hardened veteran, it is not so easy to be defeated. I am sure that this guy will definitely find a chance to bite back soon! But this guy's ability! "Estan Emperor Thoradin stepped on the guard's bent hand, smiled slightly, turned his horse

　　

　　 Winter is just a new Kyoto shrouded in thick fog in the morning. A line of rushing horseshoes broke the early morning silence of Xinjing. At the gate of the cave, a team of knights stormed into the gate of the cave. The dark blue cloak of the cavalry fluttered the yellow lion crown in the wind. Shining in the morning light of dawn

　　

　　 "Great victory, great victory of Foucir! Beheading 150,000!" The letter cavalry held up a fiery red barrel representing victory and sprinted from the streets of Xinjing. The sound struck the long street, causing passersby to turn their heads,

　　

"Dajie! Beheading 150,000!" The passersby was clearly stabbed, and the passers-by were stabbed. They raised their hands and made a joyous sound. The horse was passing through the crowd like a gust of wind, without stopping. Only leave a back for the cheering people.

　　

The news spread like a storm to the whole of Beijing, bringing a wave of unrest to all Gangfei people. This was the first big victory since the invasion of the Istans. There was much discussion among the people. There are 200,000 people in the Istanian army, and this time beheading 150,000, it is not that the Istanians have only 50,000 people, which is very good, the Istanians are not far from the day of expulsion from the country.

　　

"On November 9, the four major legions of the empire set up an ambush and defeated the Ukrainian army that entered Fukodila in Fowdilla. The Istanians withdrew from Fukodila, and the two armies of the Empire divided into the Istanians. Countless collapses, beheading more than 60,000 people!" In the New Palace, the voice of the cavalry cavalry echoed on the ceiling of the palace

　　

　　 "Don't you say beheading 150,000? Why 60,000!"

　　

The seven-year-old little emperor looked at the battle report in his hand, his eyes wide open, and he was a little shocked. He was as happy as being splashed by water. The empire mobilized the four major corps, with a total strength of 10,000, in the mind of the little emperor. I think it is possible to kill more than 100,000 Estanian troops. Who knows how to arrange this, and the result is only 60,000 people who are in the front. For the total number of 200,000 Istanian troops, such a number is not What's on!

　　

"It was Lord Andia who said this, saying that it would reassure Kyoto and invigorate the people!" The messenger cavalry blushed a little, and also heard the report from Marcos, the deputy minister of the Gangfei Military Department, with a dignified expression. A general who had been on the battlefield, he smelled a weird breath from this report. He asked, "How much did our army lose if the enemy beheaded 60,000?"

　　

"Our army lost more than 40,000 battles!" The messenger cavalry's ugly answer "Originally, the armored elite had already defeated the Istanian flanks, but no one expected that the Istanians were too cunning, and the most elite troops were all concentrated. In the middle, our army's armored fine armor just cut through the enemy's flanks and was intercepted by the enemy's elite cavalry. The two sides fell into a melee. Although our army struggled hard, the damage was as serious!"

　　

　　 So, the two sides just played a tie!

　　

The Undersecretary of the Army Marcos sighed, revealing such an expression, turned to look at the little emperor above, and said straightly, "Your Majesty, the Battle of Focordilla can only be regarded as a terrible victory, and the Istanians will soon launch a counterattack. According to the latest report, the Istanian army has divided its troops into two groups, all the way blocked by our army at Foucir, and the other way is towards the direction of Luo Kaishan, with more than 100,000 troops, and will soon enter the Imperial Beijing The scope of the Beijing military is now less than 100,000. Once launched, it is very unfavorable to us, so there is only one way now!"

　　

　　 "What way!" The little emperor was a little anxious. Bi Bin was a seven-year-old child. He felt cold when he thought of the hundreds of thousands of Estan soldiers coming to the city.

　　

"Ask for help from the Falcon Empire!" Undersecretary of the Military Department Marcos gritted his teeth. He knew that it was likely to cause his prestige to fall to the ground, but he still insisted that "as previously discussed, if Focordil's war is unfavorable , Or did not achieve the desired results, our only way is to ask for help from the Falcon Empire. Although it was once the most terrible enemy, the military strength of the Falcon Empire is extremely recognized, especially in terms of weapons, a Thor is enough Withstand a squadron. If we can allow the Falcon Empire to form a military alliance with us, the Central European Baro countries that are still watching will be shaken. As long as the attitudes of other countries change, the offensive of the Istanians will be complete. Be contained!"

　　

　　 "Asshole, do you want me to join forces with the father to kill the enemy?" The seven-year-old little emperor opened his eyes in anger,

　　

　　 "Your Majesty, the Emperor Xian was not killed by Vickia Falcon!" The Undersecretary of the Army Marcos took a deep breath and emphasized the tone to correct it

　　

"It's not Vickia Falcon, but also has a great relationship with Zuojia Falcon. If it wasn't for that war, the father and emperor wouldn't die, and it wouldn't be like this now!" The seven-year-old little emperor suddenly became angry. Standing on the seat, his face full of anger, with a kind of childish voice, revealed a terrifying kingly majesty

　　

"I haven't established a country through war for more than two hundred years. I have been fighting in the south, and I have been beaten to Kyoto by the enemy, but the ancestors have been through troubles and times, and have been in crisis for several times. I have never seen the enemy asking for help. Although I am only seven years old, I also know what the falcon on the high throne in the north is thinking! If I ask for help, I am afraid that I will be swallowed by the bones of my belt!"

　　

　　 "Your Majesty...

　　

　　. mouth.

　　

Looking at the little emperor who can express such a northward look, Marcos's face shows a look of relief. Although the emperor is small, he still has the tenacity and decisiveness that belongs to Gangfeiren. For the courtier, there is nothing more exciting than this. Such a noble monarch, if he is truly willing to give Gangfei a 20-year period of peaceful development, he will not necessarily have no chance to regain his glory.

　　

Marcos glanced at the angry emperor, and said slowly, "Your Majesty’s worry is understandable, if it is at other times, or it will be true, but now, the Falcon is afraid that there is no extra energy to think about this! He wants If you swallow Gaul, you must ensure that there is no war in the south. If I had just been wiped out by the Istanians, in order to defend the Istanians, he had to place heavy soldiers on the border, and he could not arbitrarily mobilize the rally like now. The Ministry swallowed the rest of the Gaul Empire in one go"

　　

　　 "You mean that he has no energy to control us for the time being?"

　　

The little emperor was stunned for a moment. The irritability on his face was finally reduced. The psychological shadow of this child was too serious, not only the death of the former emperor, but also because the strength of the northern falcon empire had reached an irresistible level. , Against the invasion of the Istan, the army of the empire can still fight bravely, but if it is replaced by the invasion of the northern falcon empire ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ it is estimated that even without fighting, the ministers will collectively persuade themselves to cut the ground and sum up ,

　　

　　 There is too much difference in strength, there is no possibility of World War I,

　　

At the beginning of the non-empire's heyday, the army was close to 600,000, the navy fleet controlled the vast coast, and it was completely destroyed by the navy. More than 200,000 troops were killed in elite battles, and even the emperor hung up, not to mention the embarrassment of trapping inside and outside. Situation, and what makes the little emperor most frightened is that the falcon emperor is not an old-fashioned figure. He can also use the age advantage to "kill" the other party one day.

　　

　　 But Wikya Falcon is only 25 years old this year, the little emperor feels that he has to live under his shadow in this life. This kind of helpless fear that can't get rid of is the place where the little emperor feels frustrated.

　　

"Even if the Falcon Empire promised to unite into a military alliance, their power is also in the direction of Gaul, and in a short period of time they will not be able to withdraw troops to support us!" The little emperor murmured sullenly "and what we can give The chips are also very limited! The other party may not agree to it!"

　　

"At this point, your majesty can be directed. The main force of the Falcon Empire is not false in the direction of Gaul, but don’t forget that your Majesty, the Second Southern Army of the Falcon Empire is also stationed in the Putuo area, and there are transportation and warfare on the sea. The naval battleships of Lidu Superman class, as long as we are willing to let go of the estuary, the opposing fleet and army can completely enter Gangfei from the inland area!" Marcos raised his head and said aloud. [This text is by the sailing update team @威武霸气Provided by Eddie] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )