Chapter 248： Defeat

Fighting is really like a tug-of-war.

Victory or defeat occurs in an instant. Maybe one of the parties loses energy 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, who was on the north bank of the rushing river, saw the situation on the opposite bank, and his eyes seemed to be bleeding.

He really couldn't believe that his 30,000 or 40,000 elite army on the south bank of the River was actually under the attack of the Golden Lion Army, and he did not hold on for even half a day.

At this time, the army of dwarves has been completely disrupted, and the Golden Lion army is like a sharp knife inserted into the body of the army of dwarves, and it is divided and dismembered.

Therefore, although the casualties of the dwarves are not serious, they are already powerless.

The pontoon bridge has been squeezed into a ball. The dwarves on the north bank wanted to go and support, but the dwarves on the south bank kept trying to escape. This caused the pontoon bridge to be almost blocked, and even dwarven soldiers were squeezed from the bridge and fell into the river. .

Of course, more dwarven soldiers were squeezed into the water on the river beach.

The water of the rushing river is already very fast. If the soldier who fell into the water is still wearing armor, no matter how good the water is, he will only be drowned.

Gradually, the dwarf soldiers also realized that the defeat was set. Soldiers began to take off their armor, throw away their weapons, and jumped into the water to try to swim across the river.

Fleeing became the only thought in the mind of the dwarf at this time.

Therefore, knowing that there is a rushing river behind them, they have completely lost the courage to fight with the enemy, and would rather risk being swallowed by the river than face the enemy's blade.

The Marquis Dawson had just cursed and even wanted to cross the river in person to preside over the battle, but fortunately he was persuaded by the officers around him to come back.

He panted heavily, clenched his fists, pinched his nails deeply into the flesh, and watched as groups of dwarves either take the initiative or be driven down the river.

For a moment, the river was full of dwarf soldiers, and at a glance, they were full of undulating heads and waving hands.

The soldiers of the Golden Lion Legion who rushed to the river began to take out their bows and arrows, and calmly and ruthlessly shot the dwarves on the river.

Soon, densely packed corpses appeared on the river.

The Marquis Dawson stared blankly at everything in front of him. The screams and killings all around seemed to have disappeared. At this moment, he seemed to be completely isolated from this battlefield.

The dream of the dwarf for thousands of years, at this moment, seems to have left him.

He is not reconciled.

For this dream, he has given too much...

A deep pain caused the Marquis Dawson to open his mouth. He tried to shout out, but when he opened his mouth, it was full of blood.

"My lord Marquis! My lord Marquis!"

The dwarf officers saw blood gushing from the mouth of the Marquis Dawson, and then they fell all over, unconscious.

...

In the evening, the heavy rain finally stopped.

The sun slanting west finally showed its head out of the dark clouds, and sprinkled the last ray of gorgeous glow on the earth.

The battle on the southern bank of the River Rushing has basically ended, and the dwarven army has been unable to organize a large-scale resistance, leaving only a few scattered trapped beasts fighting.

The pontoon bridges on both sides of the rushing river have already ignited a raging fire at this time.

The fire was set by the dwarf himself, obviously to prevent the Golden Lion army from chasing after victory and chasing to the north bank through the pontoon bridge.

But in this way, the remnants of the South Bank completely lost their hope of escape, and more and more dwarves began to lay down their weapons and kneel to surrender.

"It's a pity, it would be great if the Marquis Dawson was also on the South Bank."

Colin stood on the rushing river, looking at the dwarf position on the opposite bank, and said with a little regret.

In fact, in this battle, the Golden Lion Corps has already won a big victory. Although the statistics of the results have not yet come out, Colin estimates that this time the army of dwarves defeated on the south bank may have more than 30,000 people.

Such a loss can definitely make the Marquis Dawson heartbroken.

The goal set before the war had been satisfactorily completed. At this time, if the Golden Lion army withdrew, with the courage of the ten Marquis Dawson, he would not dare to cross the river again.

But Colin still felt that it was not perfect. After all, he did not personally catch the guy who betrayed the Marquis Garcia and betrayed the Black Cavalry.

Bachelor Dawn stood beside Colin and smiled when he heard his emotions: "Marquis Dawson is not known for charging and being in battle. It is not that simple to catch him on the battlefield."

Colin heard the persuasion in the words of Bachelor Dawn. Obviously, his previous behavior of leading the army into the battle was a great success, but 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 indestructible, and there is a group of blood shadow guards who are not afraid of death. If you really want to pose a threat to Colin, I am afraid that there is only Sanctuary. The strong will do it in person.

Seeing Colin didn't speak, Bachelor Dawn didn't bother too much on this issue. He was a wise man, and he knew what was too late.

After a moment of silence, Bachelor Dawson spoke again and changed the subject: "Viscount Lord, do you know why the Marquis Dawson risked crossing the river to attack us?"

Colin's eyes condensed slightly, and he suddenly became interested: "Why?"

In fact, he had such doubts before.

With the rushing river in the sky, the party who crosses the river must be at a strategic natural disadvantage.

This time, the Golden Lion Legion was able to completely defeat the 30,000 elite army of dwarves in just half a day, mainly because it took advantage of the half-strike.

Therefore, before the two sides confronted each other in the running river for more than a month, they kept sending small groups of troops back and forth to test, but no one would take the initiative to cross the river to attack.

But this time, the Marquis Dawson took the initiative.

Of course, the chaos in the Golden Lion Army camp last night must have been an inducement, but this alone should not have caused the Marquis Dawson to make such an adventurous move.

Bachelor Dawn smiled and said, "Master Viscount, do you know the Solingi family?"

"Solinqi?" Colin turned over the memories of his predecessor, but found nothing, and shook his head, "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." Bachelor Dawn had a deep gaze, as if he had passed through a thousand years of time and space. "The Solingchi family was once the royal family of the Dwarf Kingdom, but it has long since been cut off."

Dwarf royal family?

Colin moved in his heart and continued to look at Bachelor Dawn, waiting for his explanation.

"Although the Solinchi family has become history, it occupies an extremely important position in the hearts of the dwarves, and even gradually evolved into a spiritual totem in the nostalgia and remembrance of thousands of years.

Even faith.

Therefore, if there is still a Solinge alive now, as long as he climbs up and shouts, the dwarves will definitely surround him, and Jianguo will be a natural thing.

But just because the Solinchi family has no descendants, this time the dwarves try to rebuild the country in the north, they will face a problem-

Who will be the dwarf king? "

Hearing this, Colin probably understood what Bachelor Dawn meant: "So, the Marquis Dawson chose to take the initiative to attack because he wanted to fight for the throne of the Dwarf King by defeating the Golden Lion Army?"

"That's right." Bachelor Dawn nodded, "In fact, in terms of title and power, the Marquis of Maynum 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 taint was obviously due to the fact that Marquis Dawson betrayed the object of his allegiance-Marquis Garcia.

"Because of this prestige stain, if the Marquis Dawson has no extraordinary feats, then after the dwarves found the country, the throne of the dwarf king must belong to the Marquis of Maynum."

"Haha, it's a pity. Now he has ventured across the river and suffered a disastrous defeat. It seems that Marquis Dawson has no hope of fighting with Marquis MaynumBachelor Dawn suddenly smiled sullenly," Viscount My lord, I feel that the Marquis of Dawson may not be willing to sit back and watch the Marquis of Maynum ascend to the throne of the Dwarf King. "

"Oh why?"

"Because the Dawson family once married a prostitute of the Solinge family, after the demise of the Solinge family, the Dawson family felt that they were the true heirs of the Dwarf King's blood.

This kind of thinking became stronger and stronger as the Solling family's status in the hearts of the dwarves became stronger, and it has even become a paranoid belief.

It is precisely because of this that the Marquis of Dawson will not hesitate to sell the Marquis of Garcia, who is kind to him, and create conditions for the dwarves to build a nation.

It is also because of this that I feel that the Marquis of Dawson will not easily give up the idea of ​​competing with the Marquis of Maynum for the throne of the Dwarf. "

Colin's eyes lit up and he immediately realized that if the Marquis Dawson was really unwilling, then this was definitely an opportunity that could be used.

Thinking of this, the two looked at each other, and at the same time showed a deep smile.