"kill!"
A dwarf general in heavy armor jumped out of the boat vigorously. As soon as he got off the boat, an arrow feather shot him in the eye.
But he only tilted his head slightly, letting the arrow hit the helmet, making a clanging sound.
Afterwards, the most powerful fifth-order warrior of the Dawson family let out an angry roar, swung the sledgehammer in his hand, and slammed it hard on the ground.
boom!
The frantic shock wave spread rapidly, and the already soft beach sank in an instant, as if a giant underground monster suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed hundreds of soldiers of the Golden Lion Legion.
Tu Mu laughed wildly and roared like a beast:
"Rush up! Tear up these humans and smash them!"
As soon as this powerful Tier 5 fighter came out, he greeted the Golden Lion Legion fiercely in his own way.
The dense array of the Golden Lions was immediately torn open a big gap, and Tu Mu rushed up first, and the dwarf heavy armored infantry regiment following behind him also roared and rushed into the formation of the Golden Lions.
The front line of the Golden Lion Legion kept retreating under the impact of the dwarven heavy armored infantry. It was difficult for the swords, bows and arrows in their hands to break through the defense of the heavy armor.
In order to cause damage to these dwarven heavy armored infantry, a special weapon-warhammer is needed.
However, the Cavaliers of Campbellin did not expect the dwarves to put the most elite heavy infantry into the battlefield so soon, so they did not send the Warhammer Company to the front line.
For a while, the beachhead defense line of the Golden Lion Army retreated one after another, and the dwarf heavy armored infantry pierced into the human army like sharp knives, and kept drawing bloodstains forward.
The bravery of the elite dwarf troops was vividly interpreted at this moment.
More and more dwarven infantry passed the pontoon bridge, and finally gained a firm foothold in the shallow water.
Seeing this, the Cavaliers of Campbelling couldn't sit still, and hurriedly prepared to order the Warhammer Company to charge forward, and dispatched more soldiers to grab the beachhead.
However, Colin shook his head to stop the Cavaliers of Campbelling: "Don't worry, let the frontline troops withdraw first. The beachhead will be given to the dwarves."
The Cavaliers of Campbellin hesitated for a moment, but thought that the Viscount Angele was said to be the most valued general of the Marquis Garcia, and he had won successive victories in Silvermoon City and the Troll Empire. nodded and said:
"yes!"
Mage Cusius, who had been acting as a transparent person by the side, suddenly said, "Viscount Angelet, if you need me, I can help you destroy the dwarf's pontoon bridge."
Ke Lin turned around in surprise, looked up and down Vera's teacher with scrutiny, and said with a smile after a while: "I don't know if I ask you to make a move, what price will it cost?"
"There is no price!" Cusius smiled and shook his head, his face full of sincerity.
But Ke Lin was secretly slandering—the free one is the most expensive.
He didn't know what the plan of this Cushius mage was, but he didn't relax his vigilance against this person in the slightest.
"I don't need to trouble you for the time being, the Dawson family and the Golden Lions can't handle it."
In fact, Colin's plan was to send part of the dwarf army across the river, and then attack halfway.
In this blocking battle, his idea is to beat the Dawson family!
Only in this way can it be ensured that when the Golden Lion Army withdraws, the Dawson family will not dare to cross the river to pursue them easily.
If Cushius is allowed to cast spells to destroy the pontoon bridge, or to defend the beach so that the dwarves cannot cross the river, it will not be able to really cause enough casualties to the dwarf army.
While allowing the dwarves to gain a foothold on the beachhead will make the battle more difficult, it is a price that has to be paid.
Bachelor Dawn helped Colin determine the strategic policy of "defending", but Colin would not hesitate when he needed to take the initiative.
Moreover, the more you want to withdraw your troops, the more you want the enemy to think that you want to fight to the death.
Therefore, Ke Lin was going to fight this battle of crossing the river as a decisive battle.
As the Golden Lion Army retreated, more and more dwarf soldiers crossed the bridge, gradually forming an array on the south bank of the rushing river.
However, they did not pursue rashly, but were waiting for more friendly troops to cross the river.
The Marquis Dawson on the opposite bank saw his army successfully occupying the beachhead so quickly, he laughed and said, "The Golden Lion Army is nothing more than that!"
The dwarf officer on the side also responded with a smile: "After all, yesterday was a mess, and I'm probably dozing off right now."
"That can't be taken lightly." Marquis Dawson restrained his smile and said seriously, "Send Tumu to keep the beachhead and don't attack lightly."
"yes!"
…
After a bloody fight at the beginning, the battlefield suddenly became quiet at this moment, as if it had entered the intermission time.
More and more dwarves crossed the river, and by noon, the number of dwarves crossing the river had exceeded 10,000, and they also began to build crude fortifications on the beachhead, preparing to build a "bridgehead".
Of course, the Golden Lions are not idle.
Colin first let the soldiers have a full meal, and then arranged some security troops to prevent the dwarves from attacking suddenly, and then sent the main force back to the camp to catch up on sleep.
After all, there was a night of trouble yesterday, and most of the soldiers were indeed not in the best state of mind. Seeing that the dwarves were busy crossing the river and building fortifications, Colin asked the soldiers under his command to take a rest first to recharge their spirits.
Originally, he was worried that the dwarves would send a small group of troops to harass them, but until two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the dwarves still had no intention of attacking.
Colin immediately understood that the Marquis Dawson on the other side was a prudent and conservative commander.
This can actually be guessed. After all, the Marquess of Dawson is mainly in charge of logistics in the Black Cavalry Army. Of course, it is impossible to have a radical character.
Being prudent and conservative is certainly not a shortcoming, but if you are too cautious and hesitate to take the opportunity when you see a suitable fighter, you will let the opportunity slip through your fingers in vain.
What's more, in Colin's view, if the Marquis of Dawson really chose a conservative strategy, he should not choose to cross the river to fight, but should continue to wait for the Maynham family's army to arrive.
Once they choose to cross the river, they will naturally be at a disadvantage strategically, because the natural moat of the rushing river will naturally divide the dwarf army into two parts.
It is impossible to really connect the broken army in two by relying on that pontoon bridge alone.
Now it seems that the dwarf army's crossing process seems to be going smoothly, but when the Golden Lion Army really launches a general attack, they will taste the pain of being unable to advance or retreat.
And Marquis Dawson will also understand that he has missed the best time to defeat the Golden Lions.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Golden Lion Army, which had already recovered from sleep, regrouped, and the spirits of the soldiers were refreshed.
Colin and Vera stood on a temporary high platform with two coffins beside them.
One contained the "remains" of the Duke of St. Hilde, and the other contained the "remains" of Charles St. Hilde.
The reason why the two remains are in quotation marks is because neither of them is a real corpse.
The Duke of St. Hilde is a stone statue that has been swapped, and Charles, um, is not dead yet...
"Go." Colin let go of Vera's hand, his eyes full of encouragement.
Vera nodded slightly, and then came to the stage alone.
The two coffins were placed right behind her, and the afternoon sun shone directly through the clouds, as if covering her with a holy halo.
"My father died.
My brother also died. "
Vera's crisp but unwavering voice spread across the wilderness through an amplified magic.
Just these two sentences made the soldiers of the Golden Lion Legion present look ashamed.
They have always called themselves the "Shield of St. Hilde", but they failed to protect the lord they were loyal to.
Vera's words continued: "But I believe that father and brother will not have any resentment before they die, because like all St. Hilde, they have sworn to protect the Northland!
They are willing to give their lives for the North!
me too!
No matter how powerful the rebel army is, no matter how terrible the enemy is, I will never allow the people of the northern border to fall into endless wars, and never allow this land to be full of killing and evil!
Warriors of the Golden Lion Legion, are you willing to join me in fighting for the northern border? "
"Swear to defend the Northland to the death!" Knight Campbellin shouted loudly as he stood under the stage.
"Swear to defend the northern border!"
"Swear to defend the northern border!"
…
The rising and falling voices gradually converged into a slogan, which resounded through the land, making the sound of the rushing river gradually become a murmur that was covered up.
Ke Lin squinted his eyes and looked at Vera, who was receiving the cheers from tens of thousands of Golden Lion Army soldiers, and seemed to see another woman in a daze—
Elsa Miller, Queen of the Half-Elves.
It seems that getting along with Silvermoon City has indeed taught Vera a lot.
Ke Lin firmly believes that with the passage of time and rich experience, Vera will gradually grow into a qualified Lord of the North.
(end of this chapter)