In the distant and mysterious East, there is such a saying.

Soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent.

Walter must not have read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

If he had read this book, he would never have set up his camp by the river.

Because there is a famous allusion in "Three Kingdoms" is "Flooding the Seventh Army".

This tells us a profound truth, it's terrible to be uneducated!

Because he didn't read it, Walter regretted it.

Now Walter stood on a slope, tugging at his wet hair.

This is the only high and low in the orc camp. For the first time, the rushing and roaring Chishui River showed its hideous side in front of the orcs! The turbid river swirled and foamed, washing everything mercilessly, and then bypassed this high and low and flowed into the distance.

Above the river, human heads are rolling, and it is the desperate cry for help of the orcs who have fallen into the water!

The muddy water surface was full of all kinds of debris, mostly wood from the orc tents.

Sometimes these huge logs are a lifesaver for the orcs. At least Walter saw a log full of no less than a dozen orcs!

But more often than not, these drifting logs turn into ruthless killers. Some of the giant trees carried the power of the flood, and the frenzied impact hindered everything in it, including the orcs!, and many more logs or planks were overwhelmed by too many orcs, and overturned, leaving only a whirlpool and countless outstretched hands on the water!

Walter's eyes were red, his face was pale, and there were screams of despair in his ears. He fell to his knees, his hands clutching the damp sand, and let out a hysterical howl.

"Why is this so!How can it be!?"

He never dreamed that tens of thousands of troops would become dumplings in a pot in just one night!

The flood sounded from the second half of the night.

At that time, Walter did not rest, but held a meeting with a group of generals in the big tent of the Chinese army. At that time, he was still boosting everyone's morale, vowing to use the blood of the Toulon outpost to wash away the shame of the wolf clan. He talked with the generals by candlelight, carefully studied every detail, discussed any possible countermeasures for Yifeng, and reacted accordingly!

He was in high spirits at the time, and he was in good hands!

But he never dreamed that everything would come so suddenly, and everything would be so unreal!

Just when the confidence in his heart was at its peak, he suddenly heard a loud bang from the sky cracking!

A big flood swept up a terrifying wave several feet high, ruthlessly rushing all his dreams to pieces!

"General Walter, let's retreat quickly!"

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, the rising mist was hazy, the sound of sloping was faintly heard on the distant water, and black spots appeared in the misty sky. The chief of the guard's face changed drastically, and he tugged at Walter's sleeve.

"Withdraw what to withdraw!"

At this moment, Walter's eyes were dull, without a trace of anger, almost muttering to himself.

"My father handed over tens of thousands of people to me, and now most of them are buried here, what face do I have Walter to see my father and my people!"

Walter got up slowly, his eyes crossed the faces of the survivors one by one, what despair, what fear, what numbness the faces!

"General Walter, it's too late if you don't leave!"

The chief of the guard, looking more and more anxious, began to hug Walter and dragged him back.

The black dots are getting closer and clearer, and you can even hear them talking and laughing.

These are some improvised boats, and most of them are rafts made in a hurry! But at this time, these are undoubtedly the bells of life, the scythes of death.

Standing on a small boat at the forefront, the person with a fluttering white belt is the abominable wind.

Even more odious was his unbridled laughter.

"I'll tell you a joke! Anyway, a mother mouse went out with her baby and suddenly met a cat. In a desperate moment, Mother Rat learned a cat meow......"

Yifeng pointed to the heads of people rising and falling on the river, and said.

"This tells us a thing! How valuable it is to master a survival skill!"

The sound of ridicule was like an invisible whip that lashed out at Walter's heart.

Walter's face twitched violently a few times, and he suddenly raised his head, his eyes focused on Yifeng's face.

The ship is getting closer and bigger.

People on the boat or on the raft giggle and stroll as if they were playing, stretching out the bamboo pole in their hands from time to time, and putting a circle on the pole head. It's like a sheep, one by one, the heads of the orcs who have fallen into the water are covered, and then they are pulled onto the boat and tied up strongly.

Goblin Shiram jumped up and down like a monkey, pointing fingers.

"Catch them all! Don't let any of them go, remember to live!"

Walter, who witnessed all this, let out a cry of sorrow.

"Let's go, are you still leaving? Look at everyone, how to go!"

One by one, the surviving orcs bowed their heads. When the flood came, everyone frantically threw away all their heavy loads. Even if he is desperate, he doesn't have a single iron guy in his hand.

"I, Walter, I'm sorry everyone!"

Walter had tears in his eyes and roared in the sky.

"Only one death to thank the world!"

Walter subconsciously drew the scimitar on his waist, but he pounced, and he almost forgot that he also threw the scimitar down at the moment when the flood came.

"Hey, there's still one alive here! Come on, he's a leader, he's getting rich! Oh no, stop him, he's going to kill himself!"

A surprise sound, mixed with an anxious short voice, spit out from Yifeng's mouth like a cannon.

Suddenly woke up Walter, who had been in a state for a long time, from an embarrassing situation.

"Don't do it yet! Only Walter who died in battle, not Walter who was captured!"

Walter's face was anxious, and he motioned to the guard, who was holding a thick log in his hand, and moved towards his head!

As it turned out, Walter wasn't alone.

The clear Yifeng who saw it from the bow of the ship was even more anxious, and he even rushed to the hospital in a hurry, and roared at the orcs who were in a daze on the slope.

"If you don't stop him quickly, if he dies, don't even think of him alive! If you can capture him alive, not only will you avoid death, but you will also have a large bounty!"

The guard with the wood hesitated, and the hierarchical tribal system told him that it was wrong to commit the following offense, but this was another order.

And more orcs began to dodge their eyes, and they quietly exchanged a look, and slowly gathered around.

"What do you want to do!Bold!Do you want to rebel?Hmm~~~"

Walter's voice was muffled, and the desperate orcs rushed up, like stacks of arhats, crushing Walter under him, unable to struggle.

In an instant, Walter was discouraged, and a line of hot tears slipped silently from the corners of his eyes and dripped into the sand.

This shameless guy didn't even give himself a chance to die a decent death!

After some time, a pair of boots suddenly appeared in front of Walter's eyes, and the owner of the boots grabbed his hair and glanced at it a few times.

"Good! You're free! Go get the money!"

Walter closed his eyes sadly, for he recognized the owner of the voice as the hateful adversary.

"Master, this is a first-class warrior! It's still a fifth-level warrior! Why don't you leave it to me!"

The despicable goblin even came to step on it.

"Why did you leave it to you? He's not a magician! Look closely, don't let him die! This is a gold coin! You say, how much gold is the right amount of gold for the first heir of a wolf clan?"

This was Yifeng's hateful answer.

Walter rolled his eyes, and finally fainted!

..........

There's obviously no fun in flirting with an opponent who has fainted to death!

After Yifeng repeatedly confirmed that Walter was not playing dead, Yifeng was a little bored.

A feeling of fatigue rushed over the body. The nerves that have been tense these days suddenly relax, such a feeling.

Standing on a high place, watching more and more soldiers from the Toulon outpost, and even some of the people who heard the news joined in in a hurry, looking at the appearance of being tied up in a string of orcs, hanging their heads.

Yifeng yawned lazily.

"Lord Maginow, I'll leave it to you!"

Maginowo, who was counting the spoils on the side, was full of red light, and subconsciously looked up and asked.

"What do you mean, Lord Yifeng, this should be the place where you enjoy your glory!"

Yi didn't look back, and jumped on the boat in stride.

"Go back and catch up on sleep!"

The voice came out of the air, and Yifeng suddenly changed his tone.

"Oh, NO~~ escort Her Royal Highness the princess back to the city! Although the battle is over, if Her Royal Highness the princess has any accidents, it will not be good!"

Maginow, who didn't hear Yifeng's words clearly, thought so.

"Then bring a few guards!Pierre, escort Her Royal Highness the Princess and Her Excellency Yifeng back to the city!"

Bidding farewell to the busy crowd, Yifeng and the others got on the boat, floated down the river to a shallow water, docked, got on a few horses that had been parked here for grazing, and galloped all the way!

The morning breeze blows in my ears. ！

Yifeng is relaxed and just wants to sing loudly.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, the leading guard slammed the reins of his horse, raised one hand high, and made a defensive gesture!

"There's someone up ahead!"