Caught between escaping and staying for help, he didn't have the confidence to swim out before drowning or climb higher on the edge.

Before he could make up his mind, he heard a clattering sound, and the whole tree shook violently.

Nacha clung to the branch, not daring to move, but he felt his gaze tilt slowly but persistently.

The mud of the hill was softened by the floodwater, and the powerful current washed it out from the bottom, and finally began to fall apart.

With dozens of screams, Nacha and his accomplices fell into the murky flood again.

Only this time, he was entangled in the branches and leaves of the big tree, sank to the bottom of the water, spit out a few bubbles, and never struggled out again.

Regardless of his observation and attention, the raging flood continued to spread outward, and flowed along the shallow pot bottom of the terrain towards the mountain pass in the east.

Half a day later, when Philip and the men rushed out of the valley, which of course had now become a wide river, he saw such a hellish sight before him.

Even Qian De and the others, who have seen a lot of tragic battlefields, can't help but retch, let alone Julian, Fari and those female warriors.

Countless corpses were swollen and soaked in the water with white light, rising and falling, and the expressions on their faces were completely invisible, only hideous.

Fortunately, the weather had cooled down and there was not much smell, but since then, everyone has never drunk a sip of water from the river.

The force of the water not only changes the topography and washes out a wide channel, but it also has strong side effects.

Hundreds of millions of tonnes of water pressed on the already low-lying land, triggering a chain reaction in which part of the land sank and then filled with river water, forming an irregular lake.

There were even many places where there were dangerous shoals and waterfalls, which meant that even if the raft was large and sturdy enough, Philip and his team had to give up and move on by land.

Murphy's 300 men were the best guides, and they each divided into teams of 100 people to cooperate with Avril's three regiments to reach out to the periphery.

It's not that there are no living steppe people, but the remnants of the defeated soldiers who survived are just the cheapest targets in front of them.

Many people even lost their fighting spirit completely, and just watched in a daze as the wooden arrows more than a meter long strung their bodies together, and only then did they remember to run away or scream.

"How many people do you think died?" asked Philip, who was not as experienced as a veteran like Chand.

"At least 100,000, maybe more. "Although in the war of the steppe people, 100,000 is only a relatively low unit, but the problem is that none of them died, just cutting down trees and setting a fire to achieve such brilliant results, or let him have an indescribable sense of worship for his little master.

Because Philip was so calm that he didn't frown even when he faced the pile of corpses that had gathered together like a mountain just now.

You know, even he doesn't want to eat today's dinner.

Philip swallowed the jerky in his mouth and compared the map in his hand repeatedly: "It's too little, it's not at all what I expected." ”

In this regard, Chand did not know how to comfort him.

Success also floods, and defeat also floods.

Philip took advantage of the flood to change the landscape, not only bypassing the blockade of the steppe people further west, and only taking two days to reach the mountain pass, but also creating a huge lake on the west side of the mountain pass, that is, on the path that the steppe people must pass.

This is in line with Philip's previous calculations.

But nature is not so easy for you to play with, and the powerful ability to regulate and repair has also taught Philip and others a vivid lesson.

The extinguishing fires caused the water surface of Lake Fuchaka, its source, to freeze again, and the flow of water in the river decreased, and the depression that subsided here not only made the lake less than Philip expected, but also opened a new road to the lower reaches of the Blackwater River.

It is equivalent to saying that after drawing a big bend, it actually resumed its original trajectory, which is the accurate news that has been probed one after another in two days.

The loss of the steppe people was not insignificant, as the monstrous flood not only wiped out the lives of at least 200,000 steppe wolves, but more importantly, took away a large number of livestock and baggage, and even the main army led by Vladimir made a windfall.

Even if the steppe people could collect this part of the losses one after another downstream, their offensive on the front line would inevitably be fatally affected.

Such a huge change naturally attracted the attention of the grassland people, who led the main force through the southern grassland Daxun Mingge in the narrow mountain pass, and sent 200,000 iron horsemen of his cronies to return south, which was bound to open up the cut off supply road.

According to the plan, Vladimir led more than 50,000 of the main forces of the Alpine tribe to meet him, while the elder Ivan, together with the other two patriarchs, took the remaining 10,000 people to block the mountain pass, on the shore of the Great Lake.

In fact, old Ivan grabbed a good job, and they were not under much pressure.

Although Philip's original vision was not achieved, only a two-kilometre-long and three-kilometre-wide platform was left for the steppe people outside the pass.

Their path north is blocked by lakes that are on average three kilometers wide, and even the narrowest lakes are one kilometer wide.

They can only cut down wood and build boats, transport troops to seize the foothold here.

But there were not many trees on the six-square-kilometer hillside, and the speed at which the troops passed through the narrow passage was so slow that the officers on the opposite side were depressed.

Guarding the surface of the lake is hard work, but the pressure is not great, and a javelin made of a thigh-thick tree trunk is enough to overturn an entire boat.

And the giants under Old Ivan who can do this are tens of thousands.

Occasionally, a fish caught in the net came ashore, and before they could assemble, they would be tied into a hedgehog by Philip's high-speed female warriors.

When 30,000 warriors were lost and the only trees on the other side were cut down, the steppe people finally came to their senses, stopped this pointless tactic of adding oil, and honestly began to collect timber from the other side of the moat.

It was their death, and of the six square kilometers of land, only four square kilometers remained, excluding the worthless steep slopes.

This area is not big or small, but if you want to fill it with troops and enough rafts, it will take at least half a month.

Even so, the commander was unsure that a saturation attack would allow them to land on the West Bank.

What's more, it was impossible for old Ivan to give him such an opportunity, but with a tentative attack, they successfully landed and seized control of the exit of the mountain pass.

In short, although the original purpose was not achieved, Philip's strategic vision was fully realized, and he succeeded in cutting off the most feared troop replenishment of the steppe people.

This made the patriarchs of the mountain tribe led by Vladimir more and more gentle towards Philip, and at the same time, it also made the girl Afu look at her 'husband' more and more adoring and soft.

It's no wonder that Philip feels that in the past few nights, Afu's cleanliness habit has become more and more serious, not only his hands, feet and face, but also his body has been forcibly wiped clean.

On the third day after arriving at the Bishan Pass, the fighting at the eastern end had stopped, but this was not the end of the war, but a new beginning.

Philip hopes to completely sweep away the steppe wolves in the north before the first snow falls, and at least to defeat the main force and open the way to the north and south.

More than 30 of Murphy's warriors died during this period, but their cooperation with the female warriors of the Maga Regiment became more and more tacit.

Each time, they were able to take advantage of their more familiar terrain and lighter stature to lead battalions of steppe scouts into the ambush circle, and then they were eaten by Avril and the others.

Although the female warriors also suffered a lot of injuries, most of them were only arrow sores, and they only targeted small-scale steppe scouts, eliminating the enemy's outstretched minions, and always deftly avoided the regular main force.

Although Daxun Mingge hated itchy, he was helpless, at least half of his main army remained on the other side of the cliff of the mountain, and only brought more than 2 million people here.

Coupled with the vanguard of 500,000 people in the early stage, the total strength does not exceed 3 million.

In fact, there are far fewer people now, and the resistance of the Red Moon Pass in the north is really stubborn, even if the city wall is attacked several times, it still holds on.

The corpses of the steppe warriors who had fallen under that level were enough to bury them there twice.

Between a desperate attack to the north and an attack to open up the supply road from the south, Mingge hesitated for three days, and with the same heavy casualties, he finally chose to continue north.

It was not only him who was hesitating, but also Matthew and the others who were at the Red Moon Pass.

After a continuous battle for half a month, the camp, which was only built with the concept of an outpost military village, was in tatters at the moment.

The cunning steppe people's feints on several border gaps almost made them fall into the trap and lost a lot of troops.

There are now less than 300 men left in several wings under Willy, except for Woodlow, who has long been seriously wounded, several wing captains and deputy wing leaders, almost more than half of whom were killed in battle, retired to repair.

This made him have to stand on the city wall in person, wielding the broadsword in his hand with an old body of nearly seventy, and even if he changed a set of armor, he still had ravines and more than ten sores.

However, this also allowed the veteran to find a trace of the pride and bravery of the year, the philistine and glitz on his face have completely disappeared, and he just silently counts the soldiers under him every day, and he has memorized everyone's name.

And Matthew's men also suffered heavy losses, and half of their own team had already been killed, so they had to be replenished by the heavily armed guards that Brad had handed over to him.

Even so, if it weren't for the few teams and ordnance materials that the second line of defense had replenished in time, Hongyue Pass would have become a piece of rubble long ago.

Looking at the exhausted warriors who still insisted on carrying arrows upwards, Matthew and several team leaders were also considering whether they could retreat.

The huge gap in the western wall, even if it was temporarily repaired, could no longer hold on.

Even Matthew didn't dare to guarantee that the next time he was hit by a trebuchet, the entire wall would cause a chain reaction and completely collapse.

"When will the reinforcements arrive? It's already mid-November. Wei asked in a low voice as he lit a cigarette with his calloused and sore hands.

Matthew took a deep breath, then took off the prosthetic leg and put it on the ground, it was not his own flesh and blood, and his entire arm and shoulder were extremely sore after wearing it for a long time.

He sighed and replied: "The first batch of second-line divisions set off five days ago, but it was not for us, and the pressure on the eastern defense line was too great.

Not only did the entire legion lose more than half, but even the casualties in Vila Die exceeded 150,000.

But I'll keep an eye on this matter personally, and the military department also knows the severity, so I'll stay up for a few more days.

What I am more worried about now is the quality of the soldiers of those second-line divisions, even if they are pulled up, they will not be used in a hurry, and it will take at least a few days of running-in period. ”

Willie and several other team leaders all nodded, having been soldiers all their lives, they naturally knew that this was the truth.

After more than ten years of idleness, the remaining proportion of veterans who have experienced rotational combat in the second-line division is less than 20%, and the rest are all jerky recruits, and all kinds of nepotism are stuffed into gilded abounds.

Let them put on shining armor to show off their might, and walk around the queue to do a show, but if it is more than killing, to put it mildly, the military families of Gaokan City are much stronger than them.

"Anyway, it's good to have someone, not to mention anything else, the fighters are too tired. Willie said.

Matthew nodded, as time passed, the severe decline in physical strength made the casualty rate of the soldiers increase visibly, which was a serious consequence of not having a thick force.

If it weren't for the unique terrain of Red Moon Pass, which prevented the steppe people's forces from deploying, this place would have fallen a long time ago.

"But do you have any sense that the steppe wolf's offensive has weakened a lot in the past two days?" he asked.

Willy thought for a moment, really, but why he didn't know, in fact, their eyeliner had been sealed behind this city wall, and that continuous mountain was now the world of the steppe people.

At this moment, a loud horn sounded, which was a warning that the steppe people were attacking again.

Several people didn't care to continue, and picked up their weapons and looked into the distance.

Lin Yun leaned in front of the window, looking at the bustling crowd outside, there were white-skinned Wards, blue-skinned Vega, and many yellow-skinned and black-haired Twins like her.

There is a faint smell of fishiness in the air, but it is not unpleasant, and it only reminds people of the vast expanse of the sea.

"Still blaming me?" a woman's voice sounded from behind her, it was Alexandra.

Lin Yun turned around and shook his head lightly, but didn't say anything.

The ups and downs of the illness along the way made her already slender body look even thinner, and that little face was really a little bigger than a palm.

After transforming into a real woman, her body shape and posture have also changed slightly, to be precise, the charm of a mature woman gradually began to appear in her, like a completely blooming lotus, always exuding its own charm.

For this, Alessandra, as a mother, felt the deepest, and sighed in her heart, not knowing whether the decision she made with Lynch was right or wrong.

However, dozens of days of travel were spent on the train, as if she was isolated in another world, and she didn't have a chance to think too much.

It wasn't until they came to the end of their journey, which was also the starting point of the next journey, that they finally couldn't hide the news and let Lin Yun know that the familiar place was already in flames.

There are all kinds of legends in the market, but the information that Lynch got from the temple is still very accurate, and although the defense lines are very difficult to resist, none of them have been breached.

Thinking of her grandmother Jane, who has always loved her, and Catherine, who has become more and more harmonious in the past year or two, Lin Yun really wants to hear their voices and ask about their current situation, I wonder if Emma and Isabella will cry out in fear.

And where is that teenager, no, it should be said that her man is now.

Did he go to the seminary in Frogon to report and avoid the fighting, or did he take up arms and go to the front.

According to what she knew about him, it had to be the latter.

Yes, this is the responsibility of every man who was born and raised in that land, not to mention that he is always so brave and strong.

It's not that she didn't think about how shocked and sad he must have been when he learned of the bad time he had left, but every time she remembered that scene, she burst into tears.

There are sadness, regrets, reluctance and hesitation, otherwise she would not have been sick and spent this long journey in a daze.

Alexandra took her in her arms, rubbed her hand against the girl's delicate skin, and said, "Let's talk, at least say goodbye to him." ”

Tears wet Lin Yun's eyes again, but he couldn't hold back and didn't cry.

She shook her head, not knowing whether she didn't want to, or didn't dare.

Alexandra continued to persuade: "Although I don't know why you chose to leave, no matter how much you ask along the way, I won't force you.

But I just don't want you to have any regrets, he's nice to you, and it's a little unfair for him to be so willful.

I'll just ask you, have you ever regretted it?"

No matter how simple this question is, it completely shattered the defense line of Lin Yun's heart, she lay in the woman's arms, she could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart, and began to cry: "I...... I regretted it a long time ago. ”

When Lin Yun choked up and told Alexandra about her situation, the woman was also dumbfounded, not knowing how to comfort her.

This reality is simply cruel, for any woman, let alone such a young girl.

She held her daughter's little face in distress and cried with her.

It wasn't until the night was dark that Lin Yun, who was tired of crying, gradually calmed down, and with Alexandra's encouragement, she was ready to go to the temple, at least before leaving this continent, she could hear the voice that haunted her again.

Before she could clean up, there was a knock at the door, and behind it stood her uncle Lynch.