Fighting a war is indeed a lot like tug of war.
Victory or defeat happens in an instant. Maybe one side loses strength for a while and is seized by the opponent, and then will be dragged into the abyss of failure step by step.
The Marquis Dawson on the north bank of the rushing river saw the situation on the other bank, and his eyes seemed to be bleeding.
He really couldn't believe that his 30,000 to 40,000 elite troops on the south bank of the Benliu River didn't even hold out for half a day under the attack of the Golden Lion Army.
At this time, the dwarf army has been completely disrupted. The Golden Lion Army inserted sharp knives into the body of the dwarf army, dismembering it.
Therefore, although the dwarves' casualties were actually not heavy, they were already powerless.
The pontoon bridge was already crowded, and the dwarves on the north bank wanted to go over to help, but the dwarves on the south bank kept trying to escape, which caused the pontoon bridge to be almost blocked, and even dwarf soldiers were constantly squeezed off the bridge and fell into the river .
Of course, more dwarf soldiers were squeezed into the water on the river beach.
The river of the Benliu River was already rushing. If the soldiers who fell into the water were still wearing armor, no matter how good the water was, they would only be drowned.
Gradually, the dwarf soldiers also realized that they were doomed. Soldiers continued to take off their armor, throw away their weapons, and jumped into the water, trying to swim across the river.
Escaping became the only thing on the mind of the dwarf soldiers at this moment.
Therefore, knowing that there is the rushing river behind them, they have completely lost the courage to fight the enemy. They would rather risk being swallowed by the river than face the enemy's blade.
Marquis Dawson just cursed and even wanted to cross the river to preside over the battle himself, but fortunately he was persuaded by the officers around him to come back.
He gasped heavily, clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his flesh, and watched as groups of dwarves took their own initiative or were driven into the river.
For a moment, the river was full of thumping dwarf soldiers, and at a glance, there were all ups and downs of human heads and waving hands.
The soldiers of the Golden Lion Army who rushed to the river began to take out their bows and arrows, and calmly and mercilessly shot the dwarves on the river.
Soon, densely packed corpses appeared on the river.
Marquis Dawson stared blankly at everything in front of him. The screams and shouts of killing around him seemed to have disappeared. At this moment, he seemed to be completely isolated from this battlefield.
The dream of the dwarves for thousands of years seems to have left him at this moment.
He is not reconciled.
For this dream, he has paid too much...
A piercing pain made Marquis Dawson couldn't help opening his mouth. He tried to shout, but when he opened his mouth, it was full of blood.
"Master Marquis! Lord Marquis!"
The dwarf officers saw blood gushing from Marquis Dawson's mouth, and then fell down, unconscious.
…
In the evening, the heavy rain finally stopped.
The west-slanting sun finally emerged from the dark clouds, and sprinkled the last ray of gorgeous rays of light on the earth.
The battle on the south bank of the Running River has basically ended, and the dwarf army has been unable to organize a large-scale resistance, leaving only a few sporadic trapped animals.
The pontoon bridge connecting the two sides of the Running River was already on fire at this time.
The fire was set by the dwarves themselves, apparently to prevent the Golden Lions from taking advantage of the victory and chasing them to the north bank through the pontoon bridge.
But in this way, the remnant army on the south bank completely lost hope of escape, and more and more dwarves began to put down their weapons and surrender on their knees.
"It's a pity, it would be great if the Marquis Dawson was also on the South Bank."
Colin stood by the rushing river, looked at the dwarf position on the other side, and said with a little regret.
In fact, this battle, the Golden Lion Army has already won a complete victory. Although the statistics of the results have not yet been released, Ke Lin estimates that the army that was defeated by the dwarves on the south bank this time may be more than 30,000 people.
Such a loss can definitely make Marquis Dawson heartbroken.
The goal set before the battle has been successfully completed. If the Golden Lion Army withdraws at this time, with the ten courage of Marquis Dawson, they will not dare to chase them across the river.
But Colin still felt that it was not perfect. After all, he didn't personally catch the guy who betrayed Marquis Garcia and betrayed the Black Cavalry.
Bachelor Dawn stood beside Colin, and smiled slightly after hearing his emotion: "The Marquis Dawson is not famous for his charge, and it is not that easy to catch him on the battlefield."
Colin heard the persuasion in Bachelor Dawn's words. Obviously, although his previous behavior of personally leading the army into the battle was a great success, it still made Bachelor Dawn worried.
However, Colin didn't explain too much, and he couldn't tell Dawn that he has the characteristic of being immortal, and he is protected by a group of blood shadow guards who are not afraid of death. If he really wants to pose a threat to Colin, I am afraid that only Sanctuary Only the strong can do it themselves.
Seeing that Colin didn't speak, Maester Dawn didn't get too entangled in this issue. He is a smart person and knows what is too much.
After a moment of silence, Maester Dawn spoke again and changed the subject: "Master Viscount, do you know why Marquis Dawson took the risk of crossing the river to attack us?"
Ke Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly became interested: "Why?"
In fact, he had such doubts before.
With the natural barrier of the rushing river, the side that crosses the river to attack will be at a natural strategic disadvantage.
This time the Golden Lion Legion was able to completely defeat the 30,000 dwarf elite army in just half a day, mainly because they took advantage of the half-way attack.
That's why, before the two sides confronted each other at the Running River for more than a month, they kept sending small groups of troops back and forth to test, but no one was willing to take the initiative to cross the river to attack.
But this time, Marquis Dawson took the initiative.
Of course, the chaos in the Golden Lions' camp last night must have been an inducement, but this alone should not make Marquis Dawson make such a risky move.
Bachelor Dawn smiled and said, "Master Viscount, do you know the Solingch family?"
"Soling?" Colin flipped through the memories of his predecessor, but found nothing, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know, this shouldn't be a family from the north, right?"
"Of course not. This is not even the family of the Glorious Empire." Maester Dawn's eyes were deep, as if he had passed through a thousand years of time and space. "The Solingch family was once the royal family of the Dwarf Kingdom, but the inheritance has long been cut off."
Dwarven royal family
Colin's heart moved, and he continued to look at Maester Dawn, waiting for his explanation.
"Although the Solingch family has become history, it occupies an extremely important position in the hearts of the dwarves, and has even gradually evolved into a spiritual totem in the thousands of years of nostalgia and remembrance.
even faith.
Therefore, if there is still a Solingch alive now, as long as he ascends to the heights, the dwarves will definitely surround him, and it will be a matter of course for him to establish a country and become king.
But just because the Solingch family has no descendants, this time the dwarves will face a problem when they try to re-establish the country in the northern border—
Who will be king of the dwarves? "
Hearing this, Colin roughly understood the meaning of Maester Dawn: "So, Marquis Dawson chose to take the initiative to attack because he wanted to rely on his achievements in defeating the Golden Lion Army to compete for the title of Dwarf King?"
"That's right." Bachelor Dawn nodded, "Actually, in terms of title and power, the Marquis of Menham is almost the same as the Marquis of Dawson, but the Marquis of Dawson has a huge stain on his reputation."
Colin nodded, knowing that this stain was obviously the fact that Marquis Dawson betrayed the object of his allegiance—Marquis Garcia.
"Because of this stain on reputation, if the Marquis Dawson has no outstanding achievements, then after the founding of the dwarves, the title of king of the dwarves must belong to the Marquis Menam."
"Hehe, it's a pity. Now he ventured across the river to fight, but suffered a disastrous defeat. It seems that the Marquess of Dawson has no hope of fighting with the Marquis of Menham."
Bachelor Dawn suddenly smiled coldly, "My lord, I don't think Marquess Dawson will be willing to sit and watch Marquis Menam ascend the throne of the dwarf king."
"Oh why?"
"Because the Dawson family once married a daughter of the Solinger family, after the demise of the Solinger family, the Dawson family felt that they were the true inheritors of the dwarf king's blood.
As the status of the Solingch family rose in the hearts of the dwarves, this kind of thinking became more and more intense, and even became a paranoid belief.
It was precisely because of this that Marquis Dawson would not hesitate to betray even Marquis Garcia, who had a deep affection for him, and also created conditions for the founding of the dwarves.
It is also for this reason that I feel that the Marquis of Dawson will not easily give up the idea of competing with the Marquis of Menam for the throne of the Dwarf King. "
Colin's eyes lit up, and he immediately realized that if Marquis Dawson was really unwilling, then this was definitely an opportunity he could take advantage of.
Thinking of this, the two looked at each other, and at the same time showed deep smiles.
(end of this chapter)