Chapter 297: Variables (Although I can't, I wish you all a happy Christmas Eve)

The two sides were entangled for two days and two nights at the mouth of the river between the Wuyin Lake and the Danube River, and the number of elite soldiers paid by both sides was in the tens of thousands, when the river was once again filled with broken ships, corpses, and blood.

God stepped in and it rained heavily.

In fact, this rain is not a coincidence.

Rather, the fire on the west bank of the Swamp of Despair spread fiercely enough, and under the scorching sun, not only the traps laid by the crocodiles kept fermenting, but the Swamp of Despair itself was also fermenting.

Because of the volatile nature of biogas, when the wind blows, it is an out-and-out fire wind, blowing wherever it blows, burning wherever it burns.

If it weren't for the fact that there was still a Danube River running here, I feared that the whole swamp of despair would be plunged into a sea of fire, and the two warring sides would have become kebabs in a large oven.

Rao is like this, and in the end, the air they breathe seems to be piping hot, and from the moment they enter their mouths, it is hot, and their whole lungs are about to be roasted.

This situation was completely unexpected by the elders of the crocodile clan, they had not seen the swamp gas fire before, but they had never seen such a ferocious one, which really shocked them.

If there is no invasion of the Kingsley family, just by changing the extremely hot and rainy weather, it is estimated that a large swamp fire will brew, and if they are caught off guard, their crocodile people will suffer heavy casualties.

The Kingsley family's army, this is to some extent to help them prevent disasters.

However, they did not dare to take chances, and on the other side they still fought fiercely with the Kingsley family, and on the other side, they sent smart soldiers back to the tribe to carry out fire prevention and disaster prevention and clean up the methane.

Fortunately, the crocodile people have survived in the desperate swamp for many years, and they have their own set of methods to deal with biogas, as long as they prevent it in advance, even if there is a fire, it will not be out of control.

The frenzied fire will naturally dry the swamp even further, and countless water vapors will continue to rise, so it will be hell if there is no heavy rainstorm.

This sudden rainstorm made Akmesser have mixed feelings.

Hey, the crazy rising water level of Wuyin Lake is conducive to them taking this opportunity to rush out.

Worry, they deal with the wreckage of the ships piled up in the river, the most advantageous means of fire attack, there is no way to take effect, the banks will become muddy, the hoplites will go in, they will be extremely slow, there is no way to cooperate with the river action, the only thing they can do is to rush to the water route.

As for the retreat, Akmaiser did not think about it at all.

Because of this heavy rain, the fire on the shore has become smaller, but the methane has not completely dissipated, and the road back is still unsafe.

The most important thing is that they have gone too deep this time, and the way back is extremely long.

The crocodiles will not watch them slip away, and will definitely take advantage of the victory to pursue them when the time comes.

At that time, the retreat may turn into a defeat.

After all, the size of their army was too large, and when they retreated, it was such a mess that those soldiers couldn't tell whether they were retreating or defeated.

It is better to take advantage of the momentum they have now to carry out the battle to the end, and maybe they can break through the resistance of the crocodile people and turn the whole tide of the battle.

It's not just Akmesser who is surveying the battlefield in the rain.

On the other side of the estuary, several elders of the crocodile tribe also gathered together, staring at the river with concern.

What Akmesser could think of, those crocodile elders could naturally think of.

This heavy rain made the fierce battle, which lasted for two whole days and two nights, press the pause button.

However, both sides know that this is only the last calm before the arrival of a greater storm, and the next round of fighting will only be more intense, more brutal, and bloodier.

Great Elder Bishop, the smiling face that will not disappear all the year round, also retracted at this moment, gritted his teeth and said: "This damn thief God, when it should rain, not a drop will come, and when it should not rain, it will rain endlessly, this is to wipe out our crocodile clan, I am not as good as you want, organize manpower, I will personally lead people up, even if it sinks more warships, the estuary must be blocked, and they will never be given a chance to rush over." ”

"In the first two days of fighting, even the battle damage on the water, with the shore used as an obstacle, our warships have lost nearly thirty percent, we must use sparingly, not so recklessly, otherwise we will face a situation where there are no warships available. "Great Elder Webb didn't stop it directly, but spit out a thrilling number.

The degree of battle damage of the warships is more than three, but what about the soldiers?

Although there is no way to calculate the exact number for the time being, the number is definitely not optimistic.

"The battle damage is so bad?" Not only did Grand Elder Bi Sharp look at him in surprise, but the other two Great Elders' eyes widened in surprise.

For the past two days, they have been charging forward, and they have not had time to exchange information in this regard.

"We have been blocking the mouth of the river with warships, and the losses are naturally more serious, and the Kingsley family is not expected to be much better, but don't worry, I have sent people back to the clan to raise more warships, as long as we hold on for another day or two, more ships will come." "Grand Elder Webb finally said a piece of good news.

Compared with the army of the Kingsley family, which is hanging alone, they have support and reinforcements.

Although the warships that the crocodile people can bring are basically brought out by them, what is born in the family is nothing more than some small fishing boats and small sampans.

But the war has been fought to this extent, and both sides are gritting their teeth and persevering.

If you can take a bite of milk at such a critical moment, no matter how big or small, it may become an overwhelming weight for victory.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold out when they come to help. Grand Elder Bishop stared at the surging water level of the river and said with some concern.

After all, the Wuyin Lake was once connected to the Danube River, and the land level that had just been exposed was not high.

Once this rainstorm lasts too long and the rainfall is too heavy, the water level of Wuyin Lake will rise, and there will be openings everywhere at that time, and there will be no way to block it.

Once the Kingsley family rushed across the river, it would really become a big problem.

Akmesser's opponent is really difficult, after fighting for so long, with so many casualties, and the Kingsley family's army in a desperate situation, there is still no sign of collapse.

On the contrary, on his own side, the blood and courage of the crocodile soldiers are being consumed little by little.

Because the most courageous part has been charging at the forefront and has suffered heavy casualties, and the rest are either experienced old oilers on the battlefield, or they are cowering and know how to save their lives.

If it weren't for the fact that the elders were on the front line in the first place, I am afraid that deserters would have already begun to appear among them.

"If you can't do it, ask the Eternal Night Army Leader for help! With their help, they will definitely be able to eat the entire Kingsley family, and there will be no future trouble. One elder suggested.

"No, I can't. ”

"No, you can't. ”

"Absolutely not. ”

Several Great Elders replied in unison.

Are you kidding.

I don't know how easy it is to please God and how difficult it is to send God.

Let the people led by the Eternal Night Army come in, it is to drive away the wolves, and the new tigers have entered, and their trouble is even greater.

If they were willing to enter the Eternal Night, they would have been invited when the Kingsley family launched a full-scale invasion, so why bother until now?

What's more, the battle has already reached this point, and if you grit your teeth, you can support the past, let alone make such a decision.

Grand Elder Weber gritted his teeth and said, "If it really doesn't work, let's fight a counter-charge, entangle them, and don't give them a chance to breathe." ”

"Wait a little longer and see if God is on our side. Grand Elder Nitya was more steady, "This kind of rainstorm usually comes and goes quickly. ”

"I hope so!" the other Grand Elders were worried.

Placing expectations on a moody God is the most unreliable thing.

But at the moment, they have no better way to think of it, so they can only wait.

As it turns out, things always oscillate between good and bad, and Nitya is only half right.

The duration of this rainstorm was indeed not long, only less than an hour, but it was heavy enough and rapid enough to raise the water level of Wuyin Lake by a bit.

Although it is not at its peak level, it is once again connected to the Danube, but the width of the estuary is nearly twice as wide.

This meant that the Crocodiles needed to defend twice as wide a defensive line.

Akmesser couldn't wait for the rain to stop, so he beat the drums of war again.

Now it's a race against the clock to get out before the water level drops, and this is the best time for them.

Maybe it was because there was enough pre-war mobilization this time, or maybe the Kingsley soldiers realized the importance of this attack.

Therefore, this attack was far more ferocious than any previous one, including the most tragic first.

The crocodile people still repeated their old tricks, pressed up on the whole line, and used the lives and blood of the soldiers to build a defense line on the river again, firmly blocking them in the Wuyin Lake, wanting to consume them alive.

At such a time, there is no strategy to be used, and there is no strategy to use.

You can only fight hard and fight with your life.

Either the Kingsley family piled up a flesh passage alive.

Either the crocodiles have forged a steel wall out of warships and the blood corpses of their clansmen to prevent them from crossing a single step.

If there is no external force involved, it is basically these two outcomes, and there is no third result.

But.

I'm afraid of this, but.

Just when the fierce battle between the two sides reached its fiercest, a third-party force broke in like a wild boar.

It's not the Eternal Night Lord.

Although the army led by the Eternal Night Army has been assembled, staring nervously at the battle situation from beginning to end, it has no intention of entering for the time being, and even faintly worried.

It's not that they're worried that the crocodiles won't be able to stand it, but that the crocodile people are about to win, which will be the worst situation for them, and most of their previous layout and efforts will be in vain.

The bigwigs of the Eternal Night Army Leader, meetings have been held one after another, discussing the question of whether to send troops now.

After all, there is a stop-loss problem involved.

Before the Kingsley family is defeated, even if the crocodile people themselves are about to defeat the Kingsley family, the Eternal Night Army leader still has a tiger skin to help them fight the enemy together.

When the Kingsley family is completely defeated, and then the army is dispatched, it will be an out-and-out military invasion at that time.

The fire of the crocodile tribesmen could actually burn Akmesser into a desperate situation, which they had not expected before.

This made them can't help but mutter, in order to have a good relationship with the crocodile people, is the benefit of feeding them a little too much, the pigs are too fat, and it is troublesome to slaughter.

The Messenger Eagle that flew to Valesta, the royal capital, has changed from a trip every three hours to a trip every half an hour.

In the end, it directly turned into a reminder letter urging Sean to come back quickly and preside over the overall situation.

In the past, when Sean was in the military leader, he didn't say a word in many military and political meetings, from beginning to end, and when the results of the discussion came out, he signed and implemented it.

It is precisely for this reason that they are not very worried about Sean's mission to the royal capital Valesta at a critical moment, anyway, they are doing their own duties, desperate for the situation in the swamp, and basically clenching their palms.

But when Sean was really not at home, especially in the current dilemma, they realized Sean's importance to the Eternal Night Commander, and they were now as uncomfortable as if they had drawn the backbone.

If Sean is in the territory at the moment, even if he sits there and doesn't say a word, they will have a little confidence in acting and talking, because someone will help them support them!

This kind of extraordinary trust and confidence naturally did not come out of thin air, but was built on a series of brilliant achievements that Sean led the Eternal Night Warlord.

Throughout the development of the Eternal Night Warlords, they may have encountered minor setbacks, but they have never made mistakes in the general direction, including the choice of the Swamp of Despair.

Although they chose the most difficult and unique way to invade, it was also the most suitable for the Eternal Night Warlords, and once successful, they would be the most profitable.

But now the situation is clearly getting a little out of control.

Whether it's to stop the loss, or keep gambling.

Always have an idea, no matter which option you choose, the stakes are too great.

Even Andes Tiger Tagore, who has always had a big mouth and likes to shoot empty cannons, has also died down, even if he lets go of cannons, he still has points in his heart, and now is not the time to promote his authoritarianism.

In the end, they didn't wait for Sean's return, only one word of reply - wait.

I don't know if Sean has deep faith in Akmae, or if he doesn't want his previous efforts to be wasted.

Just as the Eternal Night Warlord was still struggling, an unexpected spoiler appeared.

A fleet of eighteen warships rushed up against the current and pounced on the crocodiles.

This is a battleship in the true sense of the word, the smallest is no smaller than the building ship of the Eternal Night Army, and the three largest are nearly twice as large in size.

These warships, with their long and narrow size, high broadside, deep draft, high masts and heavy sails, were by no means prepared for inland waterways, but were out-and-out seaships.

They appeared so suddenly that they completely caught the crocodiles off guard.

"Hell, where did these ships come from? How can there be so many big ships here? Could it be the Eternal Night?"

"The ship type is wrong, you haven't seen the ships of the Eternal Night Army, they are all relatively flat river boats, this kind of narrow and long gunwale, high mast and heavy sails, it is clearly a sea ship prepared for the long voyage, and the direction is not right, the Eternal Night Army is upstream of us, it is impossible to emerge from our downstream. ”

"Skull dragon head, this is the pirate flag, this is the flag of the exiled family Cummins family among the eight families of the Byron Alliance, damn it, damn it, the Kingsley family has joined forces with the pirate family, ready to join forces to divide the Swamp of Despair, this is to completely wipe out our dead race. ”

"Stop them, send warships to stop them, and we can't let them storm our defenses. ”

"Stop, how can we stop our warships, they are not even one-third of their height, we are going to attack the city on the water!"

"Bump, sink them directly. ”

The entire crocodile people were in a mess of gruel, and they couldn't react at all.

Grand Elder Webb didn't try to draw manpower to intercept it.

But the ships on both sides are not at the same level at all, not to mention those large sea ships, equipped with a large number of siege ballistas, just talking about the thickness of the ship, it is not comparable to ordinary river boats.

The crocodile warship that went down the river struggled to avoid the ballista and hit the opponent, but the damage caused to the opponent was minimal, but its own warship was shattered.