Since the last time there was a huge snowstorm inexplicably, Black Sheep City has entered the winter ahead of schedule, and it is shrouded in clouds every day, although the river has not yet frozen, but the air is a little biting cold. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Pavel hugged the two hot and soft carcasses in his arms, and lazily didn't want to get up.

He was Zess's own nephew and the commander of more than 20,000 cavalry. Running around the prairie all year round, this time because Zese chose to take the lead, he rarely had a period of time to enjoy himself in the city.

"Lord Pavel, it's not good, something big is happening on the Naxi River!"

Pavel rolled over impatiently, scolding his lieutenant for making a fuss. What can happen to the Naxi River, could it be that the river froze last night?

"What's the matter?"

"Lord Zes's cavalry...... Dead!"

What the?

Pavel jumped out of bed, pulled a piece of clothing around him, and followed the deputy commander to the Naxi River, where he saw the water level, which had suddenly become muddy and high, and the river full of corpses.

Human, horse, and countless broken pieces of wood.

Upstream...... What's going on?

"There's a ship back!" shouted the lieutenant commander, pointing into the distance.

Soon several large ships approached the dock, and the cavalry on board hurried all the horses into the river in order to escape faster, and also saved some of the survivors who survived the catastrophe.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Report to your lordship," a cavalry squad leader turned pale, vomiting for several days, making him almost lose his human form, "It's a flood, a few nights ago, we suffered a huge flood, and all the people died......"

Of course, Pavel knew that it was a flood, and only a flood could cause such huge damage to the fleet, so damn it, it's autumn, where did such a big flood come from?

"How many more ships?"

"There are more than a hundred of them, and the search for survivors is still behind. ”

Pavel's heart was cold, he knew that his Uncle Zes was really finished this time.

Losing almost all of the cavalry at once, even if he was lucky, Lord Oss would not let him live.

At the same time, he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, fortunately, he let Zes take the lead for the two maids he had just bought. Otherwise, he might be a corpse floating in the river at this time.

The deputy commander looked at the hellish surface of the river and asked with some wistfulness, "My lord, what should we do?"

Pavel looked down and thought for a while, the remaining more than a hundred ships were also full of holes, and it would be good to be able to drive back. And now it's too late to temporarily recruit ships.

By the time the ships were collected, perhaps the two brothers, Houghton and Horn, had already attacked the town of Black Iron and divided up the Tuke Basin, which was supposed to belong to him and Zes.

No, you have to get ahead of them.

So Pavel decided to go straight to the steppe, spending a few days over a dozen hills, and then crossing the river with wooden rafts.

Even if there is another major flood upstream, the damage can be minimized.

Thinking of this, Pavel asked the deputy commander to immediately inform the army to set off, and be sure to take as much land as possible in the Tuk Basin before the Horton brothers conquered Black Iron Town.

Perhaps, this time God is helping me.

Watching the dense cavalry leave the camp outside Black Sheep City, Pavel couldn't help but think that maybe I was the next Tuke Matthew.

The first battle was successful, and more than 20,000 cavalry of the Black Sheep family were killed in a flood, not only with men and horses, but also more than 700 ships.

Such a result may not necessarily be unprecedented, but it is certainly unprecedented.

And Renault just had dozens of floodgates open and throw hundreds of prickly floats into the water.

When Mia heard about this result, her opinion of Renault changed a little.

For such a result, Renault could not be said to be happy, after all, he was still just an ordinary salesman in his heart. Tens of thousands of people were wiped out in a gesture, and although they were able to accept it, they still couldn't learn to enjoy it.

However, he also quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, because in this way, the pressure on the Tuke Basin was relatively much less.

The Black Sheep family has lost so many boats, and they will definitely not and dare not take the waterway again, but will choose to ferry from the gentle place of the upstream river.

As long as they are closely monitored, they use mortars to strike when they cross the river, and after crossing the river, they can use the strange woods ten kilometers wide on the bank to carry out guerrilla warfare, and they can completely resist the cavalry of the Black Sheep family outside the Tuke Basin.

And with Lauren here, even if it was just him, he could stop the army crossing the river for two days.

It really can't be done, and there will be another flood.

Renault's concern is Black Iron Town.

Judging from the intelligence returned from the reconnaissance of the spearheads, the Black Sheep family mobilized half of the cavalry and two small tribes, and the total number of people has exceeded 70,000.

There is no natural risk to rely on in Black Iron Town, only more than ten kilometers of strange forests. If their commanders were a little more cautious, and then used their brains a little bit and adopted a step-by-step strategy, then it would be really difficult to say whether they would win or lose. Maybe he will force Renault to use the final killing weapon.

And the task he received on his mobile phone a few days ago also made him feel a little uneasy.

Previous quest prompts were always Rory's rambling and foreshadowing a lot of nonsense. This time, it seemed to be a taciturn programmer, and he simply gave a line of cold words: surviving the attack of the Lake family can get three huge technological rewards.

Not to defeat the Lakers, but as long as he survives.

There is also a one-time "three huge science and technology awards", which is unprecedented.

This can only mean one thing, this war is absolutely dangerous.

And this kind of "you're doomed to be finished this time, so I don't want to care about you" tone, it is estimated that even the "system" is not very optimistic about him.

It seems that this level can't be passed without a killer weapon.

"What are you worried about, isn't it me and Uncle Julian helping you?"

On the way back to Black Iron Town, Renault has been silent, which makes Mia a little confused. No matter how big the difficulties he usually encountered, he has never been like this, is he really frightened by the army of the Black Sheep family?

"Do you think Orlan would not know, but since he still sent troops to attack, it means that he is well prepared. Moreover, the Awakened can only play an auxiliary role at most on the frontal battlefield of tens of thousands of people. Renault's musings turned to timidity in Mia's eyes, and if he knew, he would have suppressed the faint sadness in his heart, and talked and laughed along the way, "Besides, I'm not worried at all, I just feel pity." ”

"You've been beaten to the doorstep of someone's house, what are you sorry for?"

"Isn't it a pity? Such a vivid life is about to disappear. The royal family first opened a gambling arena to resolve disputes between nobles, presumably because they didn't want too many lives to be consumed in the civil war, because this was equivalent to weakening the overall strength of the Oro Continent. I don't know if your father, His Majesty the King, knows that I killed more than 100,000 elite cavalry at one time, and will withdraw all the three conditions promised to me in a fit of anger. ”

Mia also asked His Majesty the King this question before coming to Blackiron Town, but received no positive answers.

His Majesty only told her that sometimes the strength of one man is worth a thousand troops.

Mia didn't understand the true meaning of this sentence at the time, and now it seems that Renault is most likely that kind of person, so she must hold him firmly in her hands.

It's all for the sake of the Oro Continent. (To be continued.) )