The Original Vampire

"kill!"

A dwarf general covered in heavy armor jumped out of the boat vigorously, and as soon as he got off the boat, an arrow feather shot into his eyes.

But he just tilted his head slightly, letting the arrow hit the helmet, making a jingling sound.

Then, the most powerful fifth-order warrior of the Dawson family roared and slammed the giant hammer in his hand to the ground.

boom!

The manic shock wave spread quickly, and the soft beach head sank in an instant, as if a giant underground beast suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed hundreds of soldiers of the Golden Lion Legion.

Tumu laughed wildly and let out a roar like a beast:

"Rush up! Shred this gang of humans and smash them!"

This powerful fifth-order warrior, as soon as he appeared, greeted the Golden Lion Legion fiercely in his own way.

The dense array of the Golden Lions was immediately torn apart by a large gap, and Tumu rushed forward, and the dwarf heavy-armored infantry regiments followed behind him also roared and rushed into the formation of the Golden Lions.

The front line of the Golden Lion Corps was constantly retreating under the impact of the dwarf heavy armored infantry, and it was difficult for the swords and bows in their hands to break through the defense of the heavy armor.

To deal damage to these dwarven heavy infantry requires a special weapon - the warhammer.

However, the Knights of Campbellin did not expect that the dwarves would put the most elite heavy armoured infantry into the battlefield so quickly, so they did not send the Warhammer Company to the front.

For a time, the beachhead line of the Golden Lion Legion retreated again and again, and the dwarf heavy armored infantry inserted into the human army like sharp knives, and continued to draw bloodstains forward.

The bravery of the dwarf elite troops was vividly interpreted at this moment.

More and more dwarven foot soldiers passed over the pontoon, finally gaining a firm footing in the shallow water.

The Knights of Cambering couldn't sit still when they saw this, and quickly prepared to order the Warhammer Company to charge forward and dispatch more soldiers to grab the beachhead.

However, Colin shook his head to stop the Knights of Camberin: "Don't worry, let the frontline troops withdraw first. The beachhead will be given to the dwarves."

Knight Cambering hesitated for a moment, but thinking that Viscount Angele is said to be the most valued general of Marquis Garcia, and he has won successive victories in Silvermoon City and Troll Empire. Of course, he is not a layman who does not understand military affairs. Nodding and saying:

"Yes!"

Mage Kusius, who had been a transparent person beside him, suddenly said, "Viscount Angele,

I can help you destroy the dwarf's pontoon if you want. "

Colin turned around in surprise and looked at Vera's teacher up and down with scrutiny. After a while, he said with a smile: "I don't know if I ask you to take action, what price will it cost?"

"No price needed!" Kusius shook his head with a smile, with a sincere look on his face.

But Colin was secretly slandering - free is the most expensive.

He didn't know what the master of Kusius was thinking, but his vigilance against this person did not relax in the slightest.

"Don't bother you for the time being, the Dawson family, the Golden Lions can't handle it."

In fact, Colin's plan was to let part of the dwarf army cross the river, and then attack halfway.

In this blocking battle, his idea is to hurt the Dawson family!

Only in this way can the Dawson family dare not cross the river to pursue easily when the Golden Lions withdraw their troops.

If you let Kusius cast a spell to destroy the pontoon bridge, or stick to the beachhead so that the dwarves can't cross the river, it won't really cause enough casualties to the dwarven army.

While keeping the dwarves on the beach will make the battle harder to come, it's a price that has to be paid.

Bachelor Dawn helped Colin determine the strategic policy of "defense", but when it was necessary to take the initiative, Colin would not hesitate.

Moreover, the more you want to withdraw, the more you want the enemy to think that you want to fight to the death.

Therefore, Colin was going to take this battle across the river as a decisive battle.

As the Golden Lions retreated, more and more dwarf soldiers crossed the bridge, and they gradually formed an array on the south bank of the River Run.

However, they did not pursue rashly, but were waiting for more friendly troops to cross the river.

On the other side, Marquis Dawson saw that his army had succeeded in occupying the beachhead so quickly, and immediately laughed: "The Golden Lions are just like that!"

The dwarf officer on the side also responded with a smile: "After all, it was a chaotic night last night, and I'm probably dozing off right now."

"That can't be taken lightly." Marquis Dawson restrained his smile and said sternly, "Order Tumu, let him guard the beachhead, and don't attack lightly."

"Yes!"

...

After a bloody fight at the beginning, the battlefield suddenly quieted down, as if it had entered halftime.

More and more dwarves crossed the running river. By the afternoon, the number of dwarves crossing the river had exceeded 10,000. Moreover, they also began to build simple fortifications on the beachhead, preparing to build a "bridgehead".

Of course, the Golden Lions were not idle either.

Colin first let the soldiers have a full meal, and then arranged some guard troops to prevent the dwarves from suddenly attacking, and then let the main force return to the camp to make up for their sleep.

After all, after a night of trouble last night, the spirits of most of the soldiers were indeed not in the best condition. Seeing that the dwarves were busy crossing the river and building fortifications, Ke Lin asked the soldiers under him to rest for a while to refresh their spirits.

Originally, he was worried that the dwarves would send a small group of troops to harass him, but until two or three in the afternoon, the dwarves still had no intention of attacking.

Colin immediately understood that Marquis Dawson on the other side was a prudent and conservative commander.

This can actually be guessed. After all, this Marquis Dawson is mainly responsible for logistics in the Black Cavalry, and of course it is impossible to have a radical character.

Of course, being prudent and conservative is not a disadvantage, but if you are too cautious and hesitate to take on a suitable fighter, you will let the opportunity slip through your fingers in vain.

What's more, in Colin's view, if Marquis Dawson really chooses a conservative strategy, he should not choose to fight across the river, but should continue to wait for the army of the Maynum family to arrive.

Once you choose to cross the river, you will be at a strategic disadvantage, because the dwarf army will naturally be divided into two parts by the river running through the sky.

Just relying on that pontoon bridge is impossible to really connect the broken army in two.

Now it seems that the process of crossing the river of the dwarf army seems to be going smoothly, but when the Golden Lion Army really launches the general attack, they will taste the pain of being unable to advance, and unable to retreat.

And Marquis Dawson will also understand that he has missed the best time to defeat the Golden Lions.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the Golden Lion Corps, who had finished their sleep, regrouped, and the spirits of the soldiers suddenly took on a new look.

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 both corpses are in quotation marks is that they are not real corpses.

The duke of St. Hilde is a stone statue that has been sacked, and Charles, um, is not dead...

"Go." Colin released Vera's hand, his eyes full of encouragement.

Vera nodded lightly, and then came to the front of the stage alone.

The two coffins were placed behind her, and the afternoon sun shone down directly through the clouds, as if covering her with a holy halo.

"My father died.

My brother also died. "

Vera's crisp but firm voice spread across the wilderness through an amplification magic.

Just the two sentences that came up made the faces of the Golden Lion Corps soldiers look ashamed.

They have always called themselves the "Shield of St. Hilde", but they have failed to protect their loyal lord.

Vera's words continued: "But I believe that neither father nor brother will have any resentment before they die, because like all Saint Hilder, they have sworn to protect the North!

They are willing to sacrifice their lives for the North!

me too!

No matter how powerful the rebels are, no matter how terrifying the enemy, I will never allow the people of the north to fall into endless wars, and never allow this land to be filled with slaughter and evil!

Warriors of the Golden Lions, are you willing to join me in fighting for the North? "

"Swear to protect the North to the death!" Knight Cambering shouted loudly as he stood in the audience.

"Swear to protect the North to the death!"

"Swear to protect the North to the death!"

...

One after another, the voices gradually converged into a slogan, resounding throughout the land, making the sound of the rushing river gradually become a covered noise.

Colin squinted at Vera, who was receiving the cheers from the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Golden Lion Army. In a trance, he seemed to see the figure of another woman——

Half-elf queen Elsa Miller.

It seems that the relationship with Silvermoon City has indeed taught Vera a lot.

Colin firmly believes that with the passage of time and the rich experience, Vera will gradually grow into a qualified Lord of the North.