"Probably not, but soon we will know, this is only a few hundred miles away from Storm City, our fifteenth legion will take the first step, I believe that even if they have wings, they will not fly too far, Lao Tzu must catch up to see what is going on, when the time comes, you will outflank on both wings, with the strength of our three legions, you will definitely be able to destroy them." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Well, then we'll bother General Benguela. Saket raised his hand in greeting, but Benguela just snorted coldly at him and rushed out with the team.

Pryor looked at the corpses of the soldiers in the icy water on the side of the road, and couldn't help sighing, these soldiers have followed him for many years, especially the generals who led the team are even more like his brothers, but he didn't expect to die in this battle, "Leave a team of people here to deal with the corpses of comrades, Lao Tzu will lead people to hurry, and he will definitely avenge you!"

Pryor dismounted and bowed deeply to the corpses, and all the soldiers behind him also took off their crowns and stood solemnly, Thackt hesitated and jumped off his horse, nodding slightly.

Benguela led the team all the way to the wild, hundreds of miles can only be reached in half a day, when the city of the storm is already visible to the naked eye, but suddenly found that this section of the road has been damaged even more seriously, not only the wooden stakes that paved the road have been completely pulled out and taken away, but also the mire next to it has been stirred by magical power, and it is impossible to repave the road here.

"Dismount me all, and dismantle the stakes of this section of the road and tie them into a raft,、、、、" Before he could finish the order, he felt a violent tremor under his feet, followed by a loud roar, and the city of Storms, which was already in ruins, was swallowed up by the rolling waves in the loud noise, and it was only then that Benguela saw a huge raft in the midst of the huge waves speeding towards a waterway.

"Damn, these scumbags, they've already figured out when we'll arrive. Benguela was scolding angrily, suddenly realizing another problem, and couldn't help but ask the lieutenant next to him, "How many rafts did you just see?"

"General, I saw one, but it looks golden on it, it should be that they have looted a lot of good things in the city, and we must have gained a lot from rushing up to grab him. ”

"Fool," he was about to scold the lieutenant, but suddenly something came to mind, "No, how can there be only one raft?" Benguela gathered his gaze and continued to look that way, but because it was too far away, he could only see a black dot the size of a pea in the middle of the swamp, which did shimmer golden in the sunlight.

Benguela's heart couldn't help but sink, and he secretly thought, "Although there is plenty of food and grass in Storm City, how can there be gold and silver treasures there? Could it be that the raft is carrying the totem of the beast god? Impossible, absolutely impossible, they will definitely transport the totem away as soon as possible, it should be the weapons and equipment looted in the city, but such a raft can carry a thousand people at most, what did they use to sink such a huge city? Could it be that all of them are high-level mages?" As he muttered to himself, the warrior had already set up a small raft at a rapid pace, and although he could barely transport ten people, it was better than nothing.

Benguela saw that the raft, though very rough but sturdy, looked sturdy, and he lightly tapped on it, which alone was enough to kick the sturdy wooden door to pieces, but the raft only shook violently in the icy water, and did not break.

He couldn't help jumping up, and the lieutenants had the intention to stop him, but no one dared to say it, only to see him standing on the raft and stretching out his hand and pointing at a few strong warriors beside him, "You and you, you come with me," and then said to his lieutenants, "You continue to build rafts here, this time the bigger ones can carry at least 500 people and equip war horses, and then chase me in batches until everyone can ride the raft." ”

He was about to command people to start the raft, but he heard an adjutant general ask, "General, should we notify the Third and Eighth Corps?" "Well、、、 you can do it, Lao Tzu now wants to catch up and see who has such a great ability to sink a city under water in an instant, if there are really a few high-level mages, it must be the Omar people, Lao Tzu wants to learn their skills, this is not something that can be solved by a large number of people." In his words, he was still very confident in his cultivation.

When the raft of Shengxuan and others had disappeared from sight, his small raft slowly advanced a few hundred meters in the sound of squeaky oars, although Benguela desperately urged, but the raft that was not competitive could not raise the speed at all, Benguela waved the spear in anger, and a fierce fighting spirit was fiercely dialed into the water, setting off a huge wave, the raft slammed into the water, almost completely submerged in the water, and then it surfaced violently, but the speed increased tenfold.

In this way, Benguela urged with a spear every other moment, and finally the raft entered the former Storm City, which is now a Ze country, where is there still the shadow of the city back then?

Benguela glanced at it, and suddenly saw a slightly skewed stone tower in the center, and he couldn't help but give an order to his soldiers, "Paddle it to me!"

When he saw the words on the stone tower, it was clearly a declaration of war, Benguela's anger was instantly ignited, and he knew very well in his heart that this Storm City was completely finished, including the 50,000 soldiers stationed in it, not a single one survived, and not even a single signal was sent, what happened here? Is it really as Pryor said, there are hundreds of thousands of troops attacking the city? How could the once miraculous Storm City be captured in a short period of time?

Benguela stood on the raft for a long time, intent on smashing the damned stone tower with one shot, but at last he suppressed his anger and yelled at the soldiers, "Chase me, I'll see what they are." ”

At this moment, suddenly a hurried shout came from behind him, "My lord, my lord, Governor Upton's urgent report!" Hearing this, he couldn't help but be even more annoyed, what kind of urgent report did he care about at such a critical moment? He had the heart to ignore it, but as a general of Calais, his obedience in his bones did not allow him to do so.

Finally, a raft carrying a lieutenant general came to him, Benguela took the urgent report from the panting lieutenant general's hand angrily, the fire paint on it was well sealed, and the seal on the fire paint was a burning flame, seeing that his anger had been half gone, "It turned out to be a fire order?"

When he opened the paper and read the order, he couldn't help but double his anger and erupted, "What the fuck is this bullshit order? You go tell that bastard to let him eat shit with his bullshit order, and I won't care about his bullshit arrangement!"

After roaring angrily, Benguela finally calmed down, and the adjutant asked tremblingly, "General, what should we do now?" "What should we do? Didn't you see that the order says to stand by now? You still ask me what to do? Upton, you dog bastard, remember to me, today you delayed Lao Tzu's fighter, tomorrow let Lao Tzu meet you and kill you alive! What are you still doing in a daze? Drive back!"

Upton was carefully studying the map in the hall when suddenly an attendant came in, "Your Excellency, I have news of the Third, Eighth, and Fifteenth Legions." "Nian!" "Our legion met with three days ago, and then went deep into the swamp and went straight to the Storm City, the first 7,000 infantry troops fought fiercely with the enemy, but because the enemy was outnumbered and 7,000 soldiers fought to the end, all 、、、 were finally killed," the squire paused for a moment when he read this, peeked at Upton, and found that all his attention was on the map at the moment, and he couldn't help but continue to read, "The road along the way was destroyed in many places, General Benguela led the cavalry to pursue in the early stage, but missed the enemy, and the enemy entered the waterway in the northwest direction on a raft, suspected to have fled in the direction of the Chelan River Valley. ”

Upton circled the map and muttered, "I see." Then he continued to be busy on the map, and after a while, he saw that the attendant did not leave, and couldn't help asking, "Is there anything else?" "My lord, there is also a letter from General Benguela of the 15th Army Corps, it's just 、、、、" "It's just what?" "It's just that there are many contradictory things in the words, so the subordinates 、、、"

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. "Yes, my lord, General Benguela said in his heart, I led the army to the city of the waves, which was already in ruins, and the thieves used a powerful magic to sink the city of the waves to the bottom of the water, and I was only ten miles away from it, and I wanted to make a raft and lead the people to chase and kill, but the order of the lord has arrived, so our army had to defend the secret passage, and the thieves left a stone monument to declare war in the city, such an act is a contempt for my Calais honor, and I hope that my lord will make a decision to fight to the death with the thieves. ”

The attendant civil official was already sweating profusely after reading it, and his panicked eyes swept over Upton's face from time to time, but the latter said very indifferently, "Okay, I know, it doesn't hurt to have such information in the future, you can go down." "Yes, sir. The attendant ran out of the hall in a panic, and just walked into the courtyard, when suddenly a gust of wind blew the flag, and the attendant hurriedly looked up, but saw that there were no more than a dozen heads hanging on the flagpole, which couldn't help but make him snort coldly, and his body was even more shocked into a cold sweat.

Upton lingered in front of the map for a long time, and finally sat down weakly in his chair, holding his forehead and thinking hard, then suddenly stood up again and quickly found the Chelan River Valley, and then shook his head and sat down, "How did you enter the Chelan River Valley? How many opponents are there? How can there be so many high-level mages? Hey, who can tell me?"

If Upton knew that his opponent was only a few hundred orc warriors at this moment, plus Sheng Xuan Reg and the two, I don't know what his expression would be, but as soon as the totem came out, the entire frozen swamp was bound to be in chaos, what should he do when the time came?

Upton pressed his temples heavily, stood in front of the table again, and continued to work on the map, judging from the reports of the flying eagles in various places, since the totem caused fluctuations, there have been many orc tribes in various places ready to move, and his current strength is already stretched, and the report for help has been sent out for a few days and has not been replied to, what should he do?