Otherworld Qin

Chapter 243
"Probably not, but we will know soon. It is only a few hundred miles away from Jingtao City. Our [-]th Legion is going to take a step ahead. I believe they will not fly too far even if they have wings. I will definitely chase after them." Go up to see what happened, when the time comes, you will outflank the two wings, and with the strength of our three legions, we will definitely be able to eliminate them."

"Okay, then I will trouble General Benguela." Sackett raised his hand to greet him, but Benguela just snorted coldly at him and rushed out with the team at high speed.

Pryor looked at the corpses of the soldiers in the icy water by the roadside, and couldn't help but sigh. These soldiers had fought with him for many years, especially the leading generals who were brothers with him, but they didn't expect to fight one after another in this battle. Death, "Leave a team of people here to deal with the corpses of your comrades, and I will lead people on the way, and I will definitely avenge you!"

Prior got off his horse and bowed deeply to the corpses, and all the soldiers behind him also took off their crowns and stood in awe. Sackett hesitated and jumped off his horse, nodded slightly and did what he did.

Benguela led the team to rush all the way, and it took only half a day to reach the hundreds of miles. When Jingtao City was already visible to the naked eye, he suddenly found that this section of the road was damaged more seriously. Not only the wooden piles laying the road It was completely pulled out and taken away, and the mud next to it was even more messed up by the magic power, and it was impossible to re-pave the road here.

"Dismount all of them, dismantle the stakes on this section of the road and tie them into rafts,,,,," Before he finished issuing the order, he felt a violent tremor under his feet, followed by a loud roar, Surging Tide City, which was already in ruins, was engulfed by the tumbling waves amidst the loud noise. Only then did Benguela see a huge raft speeding towards a waterway in the midst of the huge waves.

"Damn, these despicable guys, they have already calculated the time of our arrival." Benguela was cursing, suddenly realized another problem, and couldn't help asking the lieutenant beside him, "How many rafts did you just see?"

"General, I only saw one, but it looks like a golden piece. It should be that they have found a lot of good things in the city. We must gain a lot by rushing to grab him."

"Idiot," just as he was about to scold the officer, he suddenly thought of something. A black spot the size of a pea in the middle of the vast swamp really shone golden in the sun.

Benguela's heart sank, and he thought to himself, "Although there is plenty of food and grass in Stormy Tide City, how can there be gold, silver and treasures there? Could it be that the raft carried the totem of the beast god? Impossible, absolutely impossible, they must The totem will be transported away as soon as possible. It should be the weapons and equipment looted in the city, but then a raft can carry at most a thousand people. What did they use to sink such a huge city? Could it be that everyone Is it a high-ranking mage?" While he was muttering to himself, the warrior had already fastened a small raft, although it could barely transport ten people, it was better than nothing.

Benguela saw that although the raft was very crude, it seemed to be quite strong. He lightly tapped his foot on it. This kick alone was enough to smash the solid wooden door into pieces, but the raft was only in the icy water. Shake it vigorously and it doesn't break.

He couldn't help jumping up one step at a time, and all the lieutenants wanted to stop him, but no one dared to speak out. He stood on the raft and pointed to a few strong soldiers beside him, "You, you and you, you and I I'll come," and then he said to his lieutenants, "you continue to build rafts here, this time build a bigger one, which can carry at least 500 people and equip war horses, and then I will chase them in batches until everyone can ride on them. till we get on the raft."

Just as he was about to direct people to start the raft, he heard a lieutenant general ask, "Master General, should we notify the Third and Eighth Corps?" Who has such a great ability to sink a city underwater in an instant? If there are a few high-ranking mages, they must be from the Omar people. I want to learn their skills. It can be solved." 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 several hundred meters amidst the creaking oars. Unable to get up to speed, Benguela swung his spear in a fit of anger, and a fierce vindictiveness plunged into the water, setting off a huge wave. The speed increased tenfold.

Just like this, Benguela used his long spear to move once in a while, and finally the raft entered the former Surging Waves City. At this moment, this place is already a swamp country. Where is the shadow of the old city?
Benguela glanced at it, and suddenly saw a slightly skewed stone tower in the center, and he couldn't help but ordered the soldiers under him, "Row to me!"

When he saw the text on the stone tower, it was clearly a declaration of war, and Benguela's anger was instantly ignited. He knew very well that this city of Surging Waves was completely over, including the [-] soldiers stationed there, and none of them survived. , not even a single signal is sent, what the hell is going on here?Is it true that hundreds of thousands of troops attacked the city as Prior said?How could the once miraculous City of Stormy Waves be captured in such a short period of time?
Benguela stood on the raft for a long time, intending to smash that damned stone tower with a single shot, but in the end he suppressed his anger and yelled at the soldiers, "Catch me up, I want to see what they are. "

At this moment, a hurried shout suddenly came from far behind, "My lord! My lord! An urgent report from Governor Upton!" He couldn't help but annoyed him even more when he heard this. Why should he care about an urgent report at such a critical moment?He wanted to ignore it, but as a general in Calais, his obedience in his bones did not allow him to do so.

Finally, a raft carrying a lieutenant came to the front, and Benguela angrily took the urgent report from the panting lieutenant. The wax on it was well sealed, but the seal on the wax was a burning flame , Seeing this, his anger has already subsided by half, "It turned out to be an urgent military order?"

After he opened the paper order and read it, he couldn't help but spew out his residual anger twice as much, "What the fuck is this order? Go tell that bastard Upton, let him eat shit with his order, I don't care about his bullshit arrangements!"

After roaring for a while, 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 said to stand by on the spot? You still ask me what to do?" ? Upton, you bastard, let me remember, today you delayed my fighter plane, and tomorrow I will meet you and kill you! What are you doing in a daze? Go back by boat!"

Upton was studying the map carefully in the hall when an attendant came in suddenly, "My lord has news about the third, eighth and fifteenth legions." Taocheng, the first [-] infantry troops fought fiercely with the enemy, but because the enemy was outnumbered and we were few, the [-] soldiers fought to the end, and finally all,,, were killed in battle," the attendant paused for a moment when he read this, and peeked at Upton, realizing that he was at this moment All the attention was on the map, and I couldn't help but continue to read, "Many places along the road were destroyed. General Benguela led the cavalry to pursue the early stage, but missed the enemy. The enemy entered the waterway on a raft to the northwest, suspected to be in the direction of the Chilan River Valley. flee."

Upton drew circles on the map, and hummed "I see." Then he continued to work on the map. After a while, seeing that the attendant hadn't left, he couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything else?" My lord, here is another letter from General Benguela of the [-]th Legion, just,,,," "Just what?"

"But it doesn't matter." "It's my lord, General Benguela said in his heart, I led the army to Jingtao City, where it was already in ruins, and the rebels used powerful magic to sink Jingtao City into the bottom of the water. The difference is ten miles away. I wanted to rush to make a raft and lead the crowd to chase and kill, but the order from the lord has arrived, so our army has no choice but to guard the secret road. The rebels left a war monument in the city. Such behavior is contempt for the honor of Calais. , I hope my lord will decide to fight the rebels to the death soon."

The attendant civil servant was already sweating profusely after reading, and his flustered eyes glanced at Upton's face from time to time, but the latter said very calmly, "Okay, I understand, it doesn't matter if I have such information in the future." , you go down." "Yes, my lord." The attendant ran out of the hall in a panic, and just walked into the courtyard, suddenly a gust of wind blew the flags, and the attendant hurriedly looked up, but saw the flagpoles There were no less than a dozen heads hanging high, which made him snort coldly, and his whole body broke out in a cold sweat.

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

If Upton knew that his opponent was only a few hundred orc warriors, plus Shengxuanreg, I don't know what his expression would be, but when the totem came out, the entire frozen swamp would be in chaos, what would he do then? ?
Upton pressed his temples heavily, stood in front of the table again, and continued to work hard on the map. According to the report of the Flying Eagle transmission from various places, since the totem caused fluctuations, there have been many orc tribes around the world. , his current strength is already stretched, and the report for help has been sent out for a few days and there has been no reply. What should he do?
(End of this chapter)