Chapter 297 Variables

The two sides entangled for two days and two nights at the estuary between Wuyin Lake and Donau River. The number of elite soldiers paid by both sides was tens of thousands. When the river was filled with broken ships, corpses, and blood again.

God stepped in and it rained heavily.

In fact, this rain is no coincidence.

But the fire on the west bank of the Swamp of Despair was spreading ferociously enough. Under the scorching sun, not only the traps set by the crocodiles were constantly fermenting, but the Swamp of Despair itself was also constantly fermenting.

Because of the volatility of biogas, when the wind blows, it is an out-and-out fire wind, where it blows, it burns.

If it weren't for the fact that there is still a Donau River lying here, the entire Swamp of Despair would be engulfed in flames, and the two parties at war would turn into kebabs in a big oven.

Even so, the air they breathed in the end seemed to be boiling hot, from the moment it entered their mouths, it was scorching hot, and their entire lungs were almost roasted.

Such a situation was completely beyond the expectations of the elders of the crocodile clan. It was not that they had never seen a swamp gas fire before, but they had never seen such a ferocious fire, which really shocked them.

Without the invasion of the Kingsley family, the extremely hot and drier weather alone would probably have brewed a large swamp fire. If they were caught off guard, the crocodile tribe would have suffered heavy casualties.

The army of the Kingsley family helped them prevent disaster to some extent.

However, they didn't dare to take chances. They still fought fiercely with the Kingsley family on this side, and on the other side, they sent smart soldiers to return to the ethnic group to carry out fire prevention and disaster prevention, and clean up the methane gas.

Fortunately, the crocodile people have lived in the Swamp of Despair for many years, and they have their own way to deal with the swamp gas. As long as they take precautions in advance, even if there is a fire, it will not be out of control.

The crazy fire will naturally further dry up the swamp, and countless water vapors will continue to rise, and it will be hell if there is no heavy rain.

The sudden rainstorm made Ake Messer feel mixed.

Hi, the crazily rising water level of Wuyin Lake is good for them to take this opportunity to rush out.

Worry, their best method to deal with the wreckage of ships piled up in the river is fire attack, but it will not be effective, and the two sides of the bank will become muddy, and the heavy infantry will be extremely slow if they enter, and they will not be able to cooperate with the operation in the river. What I did was to die and flush the water routes.

As for the retreat, Ake Messer didn't think about it at all.

Because of the torrential rain, although the fire on the shore has become smaller, the methane gas has not completely dissipated, and the way back is still not safe.

Most importantly, they went too deep this time, and the way back was extremely long.

The crocodile tribe will not just watch them slip away, and will definitely take advantage of the victory to pursue them.

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

After all, the size of their army was too large, and when they retreated, in such a messy situation, those soldiers couldn't tell whether they were retreating or losing the battle.

It's better to take advantage of the vigilante momentum they have now, and carry out the last stand to the end, maybe they can break through the blockage of the crocodile tribe and turn the whole battle situation around.

Not only Ake Messer was looking at the entire battlefield in the rain.

On the opposite side of the river mouth, several elders of the crocodile tribe also gathered together, staring at the river surface worriedly.

What Ake Messer could think of, those elders of the crocodile clan could naturally think of it too.

This heavy rain caused the fierce battle that lasted for two full days and two nights to press the pause button.

However, both sides know that this is just the last calm before a bigger storm, and the next round of fighting will only be more intense, cruel and bloody.

Elder Bishop, the smiling face that never disappeared all the year round, also closed at this moment, and said through gritted teeth: "This goddamn thief, when it should rain, there is not a single drop, and when it should not rain, it will fall!" It's endless, this is wishing to exterminate our crocodile clan, but I don't like you, organize people, and I will lead people up, even if more warships are scuttled, the river mouth will be blocked, and I will never give them up. Opportunity to rush over."

"During the battles in the past two days, nearly 30% of our warships have been lost, including damage on the water and use as obstacles on the shore. We must save and use them sparingly, and we can't be so reckless, otherwise we will face a situation where there will be no warships available. The situation." Grand Elder Weber did not directly stop him, but spit out a shocking number.

The battle damage of the warships exceeded 30%, what about the soldiers?

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

"The battle damage is so severe?" Not only the First Elder Bishop looked sideways in surprise, but the other two First Elders also widened their eyes in surprise.

They have been charging forward for the past two days, and they haven't had time to exchange information in this regard.

"We have been blocking the mouth of the river with warships, and the losses are naturally serious. The Kingsley family may not be much better, but don't worry, I have sent people back to the ethnic group to raise more warships. We only need to persist for another day. In two days, more ships will arrive." Elder Weber finally said some good news.

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

Although the warships that the crocodile people could bring were basically brought out by them, what the family gave birth to were nothing more than small fishing boats and small sampans.

But the battle has reached the level it is now, and both sides are gritting their teeth and insisting.

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

"I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on until they come to help." Elder Bishop said worriedly, staring at the skyrocketing river.

After all, the Wuyin Lake was once connected to the Donau River, and the land surface just exposed is not high.

Once the rainstorm lasts too long and the amount of rain is too heavy, causing the water level of Wuyin Lake to rise, there will be holes everywhere, and there will be no way to block them.

Once the Kingsley family is rushed to the other side of the river, it will really become a big trouble.

Ake Messer was a really tough opponent. After fighting for so long, with so many casualties, the Kingsley family's army, which was in a desperate situation, still showed no signs of collapse.

On the contrary, on his side, the bravery of the soldiers of the crocodile tribe is being worn away little by little.

Because the most brave part has been charging at the forefront, with heavy casualties, and the rest are either veterans with rich experience in the battlefield, or they are timid and know how to save their lives.

If it weren't for a group of elders who took the lead in charging at the front line, I'm afraid deserters have already begun to appear among them.

"It's really impossible, ask for help from the Eternal Night Army Leader! With their help, the entire Kingsley family will definitely be eaten up, and there will be no future troubles." An elder suggested.

"no."

"No."

"Absolutely not."

Several Great Elders refused in unison.

What a joke.

I don't know that it is easier to ask God than to send God away.

Letting the people from the Yong Ye army in, it was to drive away the wolves, and the new tigers came in, and they were in even more trouble.

If they were willing to lead the Eternal Night Army into the arena, they would have invited them when the Kingsley family launched a full-scale invasion. Why bother to wait until now?

What's more, the battle has already come to this point, and if you bite your teeth, you can survive, let alone make this kind of decision.

Elder Weber gritted his teeth and said, "If it's really not possible, let's make a counterattack, wrap them up, and don't give them a chance to breathe."

"Let's wait a little longer and see if the heavens are on our side." Elder Nidia looked more stable, "This kind of heavy rain usually comes and goes quickly."

"I hope so!" The other great elders continued to worry.

It is the most unreliable thing to pin your expectations on the moody God.

But at present they have no better way to think of, they can only wait.

Facts have proved that things are always swinging between good and bad, and Nidia is only half right.

The torrential rain did not last long, less than an hour, but it was heavy and fast enough to raise the water level of Wuyin Lake.

Although it is not the peak water level, it is once again connected to the Donau River, but the width of the estuary is nearly doubled.

This means that the defense line that the crocodile tribe needs to defend is fully doubled.

Ake Messer couldn't wait for the rain to stop, so he beat the drum again.

It is time to race against time, and they must rush out before the water level drops. This is their best time.

It may be because this time there has been enough pre-war mobilization, or it may be that the soldiers of the Kingsley family have realized the importance of this offensive.

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

The crocodile people still repeated their old tricks, pressing forward across the board, using the lives and blood of soldiers on the boats to once again build a line of defense on the river, blocking them firmly in the Wuyin Lake, trying to consume them alive.

At this point, there is no strategy to use, no strategy to use.

You can only use shopping and gambling with your life.

Either the Kingsley family piled up a living passage of flesh and blood.

Either the crocodile tribe used warships and the bloody corpses of the tribe to cast a steel wall to prevent them from crossing a step.

If there is no external force to intervene, there will basically be these two results, and there will be no third result.

but.

Just afraid of this but.

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

Not the leader of Yong Ye.

Although the army led by Yong Ye has assembled and has been watching the battle nervously from beginning to end, they have no intention of entering the arena for the time being, and even feel a little bit worried.

It's not that they are worried that the crocodile tribe will not be able to withstand it, but that the crocodile tribe is about to win, which will be the worst situation for them. Most of their previous plans and efforts will be in vain.

The leaders of the Yong Ye army have already held one meeting after another, discussing the issue of whether to send troops now.

After all, it involves a stop loss issue.

Cut in before the defeat of the Kingsley family, even if the crocodile tribe is about to defeat the Kingsley family, but the leader of the Yongye army 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, then it will be an out-and-out military invasion.

The fire of the crocodile tribe could burn Akemeser to a desperate situation, which they did not expect before.

This made them can't help but wonder, in order to build a good relationship with the crocodile tribe, did they benefit from feeding them too much? The pigs are too fat, and it is troublesome to slaughter them.

The messenger mountain eagle flying to Valesta, the capital of the kingdom, changed from the first three hours to half an hour.

In the end, it turned into a urging letter urging Sean to come back quickly and take charge of the overall situation.

When Xiao En was in the military, he would not say a word in many military and political meetings from the beginning to the end. When the discussion came out, he would just sign and implement it.

It was for this reason that they were not too worried about Sean's mission to Valesta, the capital of the kingdom, at a critical moment. Anyway, they each performed their own duties, and they basically held hands on the situation in the Swamp of Despair.

But when Sean was really not at home, especially when they were in the current dilemma of quarreling, they realized the importance of Sean to the leader of the Yongye army, and now they felt uncomfortable as if they had withdrawn their backbone.

If Xiao En is in the territory at the moment, even if they just sit there without saying a word, they still have a bit of confidence in their actions and words, because someone has helped them back up!

This kind of unconventional trust and confidence naturally did not come out of thin air, but was built on a series of brilliant achievements led by Xiao En to lead the Yong Ye army leader.

Looking at the entire development process of the Yong Ye army leader, they may have encountered small 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 of intrusion, it is also the most suitable for the Yongye army leader, and once successful, the profit will be the greatest.

But things are clearly out of control now.

Whether to stop the loss or continue to gamble.

Always make up your mind that no matter which option you choose, the stakes are too great.

Even Andis Tiger Tagore, who had always talked loudly and liked to shoot empty guns, died down. Even if he talked loudly, he knew something in his heart. Now is not the time to promote his authoritarianism.

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

I don't know if Sean has deep confidence in Ake Messer? I still don't want to waste the previous effort.

While the Yong Ye army leader was still struggling, an unexpected spoiler appeared.

A fleet of 18 warships went upstream and rushed towards the crocodile tribe menacingly.

These are warships in the true sense, the smallest one is no smaller than the building ship led by the Yong Ye Army, and the three largest ships are nearly twice as large in size.

These battleships are narrow and long, with high sides, deep draft, tall masts and heavy sails. They are by no means prepared for inland rivers, but are out-and-out big ships.

They appeared so suddenly that they completely caught the crocodile tribe by surprise.

"Damn, where did these warships come from? How come there are so many big ships here? Could it be the leader of the Yongye Army?"

"The shape of the ship is wrong. It's not like you haven't seen the ships led by the Yong Ye Army before. They are all flat river boats. This kind of narrow, long side, high mast and heavy sail is clearly a large ship prepared for long-distance sailing. That’s not right, the Eternal Night Army is at our upstream, so it’s impossible to emerge from our downstream.”

"Skeleton dragon head, this is the pirate flag. This is the flag of the exiled Commons family among the eight major families of the Byron Alliance. Damn, damn, the Kingsley family has joined forces with the pirate family and is planning to join hands to carve up the Swamp of Despair. Completely exterminate our race."

"Stop them, send warships to stop them, and don't let them attack our defense line."

"Stop? How? Our warships are less than one-third of their height. We are going to attack the city on the water!"

"Bump, hit them directly."

The entire crocodile tribe was in a mess, unable to react at all.

It's not that Great Elder Weber didn't try to mobilize manpower to intercept.

But the ships of the two sides are not at the same level at all. Let alone those large ships equipped with a large number of siege ballistas, the thickness of the ship's plank alone is not comparable to that of ordinary river ships.

The crocodile warship that was going down the river tried so hard to avoid the ballista and shoot, and hit the opponent. As a result, it caused little damage to the opponent, but its own warship was shattered.