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Seven days later, a remnant dwarf army of more than 40,000 people crossed a distance of 400 kilometers and finally arrived on the east bank of Aishikou.

After passing through several blockades and abandoning 20,000 dwarf soldiers, they finally arrived at the last step of escape.

The remaining dwarf army was exhausted, and a belief in escape supported them to keep walking.

"Sir Governor, there are no human troops on the east coast, but a large number of human troops were found on the west coast." A dwarf officer came to Governor Jed Ironforge and reported weakly.

Governor Jed did not pursue the dwarf officer's disrespect.

Now he just wanted to have a good sleep, but with tens of thousands of human troops behind him, it was impossible to give them time to rest.

Jed held the hammer tightly in his right hand, and gently wiped the dark red blood on the armor with his left hand, thinking constantly in his heart.

As a low-level soul warrior, it was easy for him to leave the Sigas Province.

But there were many dwarf nobles behind him, as well as tens of thousands of dwarf troops who believed in him, making it impossible for him to escape alone.

The glory brought by his surname would not allow him to escape alone.

"Choose five thousand men who dare to die and follow this governor to lead the battle." Jed looked around with stern eyes and gave orders to the surrounding dwarf nobles.

Everyone said nothing, just saluted and went back to select soldiers from their respective units.

The last hurdle, if you pass it, you will live, if you fail it, you will die.

After having crossed the 400-kilometer road to death, why can't we still pass through this small stone entrance?

On the west bank of the Misty River, on a low hill, is where the military flag of the 135th Legion is located, as well as where the headquarters is located.

More than 6,000 archers, organized into groups of 500, lined up by the river. Each man had a large quiver on his back, containing 80 ordinary feather arrows.

There are two quivers on the left and right waists. Each quiver contains fifteen armor-piercing arrows. The material used in the tips is called black ironwood, supplemented by magic crystal powder. It only takes a trace of fighting spirit to ignite the tips. A miniature magic circle with armor-piercing properties.

Even a high-level silver professional can only die in the face of dozens of armor-piercing arrows.

In front of the archer formation, there are several infantry phalanxes with 5,000 warriors, who protect the archer phalanx and are responsible for blocking the dwarf army that is lucky enough to cross the river.

On the left side of the hill, there are three thousand knights on standby to support the battlefield ahead.

Two kilometers behind, 20,000 troops were ready to go.

As for the right side, there is the Qixing Battalion under Weilin. It is also the most elite unit in his hands and is used as a guard for the Chinese army.

Twenty kilometers to the left and rear, there is an army of 20,000 people stationed here to prevent defeat on the riverside battlefield and to encircle the dwarf army that had a chance to escape.

If this dwarf army could still escape, Verin would have no choice but to let them go.

After a while, a green falcon fell from the sky and landed on the military flag.

Seeing this, Kyle stepped forward to take down the letter carried by Green Falcon and handed it to Verin: "My lord, this is an urgent letter from Commander Russell."

Wei Lin took it apart and took a look, his face became solemn.

The closest line of defense to the Doshikou River bank is the responsibility of Russell's 134th Regiment.

A soul-level hammer warrior suddenly appeared from the dwarf army and killed his one hundred and thirty-four legions.

If the other party hadn't been bent on escaping, most of his army would have suffered casualties.

Now the regiment headquarters has mobilized 3,000 knights from the 131st Legion to come to support, but it will take time for the reinforcements to arrive. Russell tactfully suggested that if he could not stop them, he could let this group of mourning soldiers leave.

Weilin knew that Russell had a good heart. If he didn't have a soul-level professional who was supported by his cousin, he could only disrupt the deployment, intercept it a little, and let the opponent pass.

But with Gref here, he was confident that he could intercept most of the dwarf army.

"Let Moncas' army move forward, move the Star Prayer Camp to the hills, order Alcott to cancel the second interception plan, lead the army to withdraw, and order the knight troops to prepare." Weilin destroyed the weapon in his hand. Letter, he ordered to the herald on the side.

"Yes, legion commander."

The three heralds left quickly to convey Weilin's military orders.

Then, Weilin looked at Gref who was standing aside and said, "Your Excellency Gref, I think if the other party wants to let the large army cross the river, they will definitely come straight towards my military flag. When the time comes, you won't be able to take action." Late."

"I follow your orders, Master Verin." Gref bowed slightly and then disappeared.

Looking at the place where the other party disappeared, Kyle's subconscious told him that the soul-conscious low-level hidden guard was there, but he couldn't sense it. Perhaps this was the wonder of the assassin-type mutant extraordinary professional hidden guard.

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On the east bank of the Misty River, Jed looked at the five thousand men who dared to die behind him and said nothing.

Each dwarf soldier has firm eyes. They know their fate, but they are willing to sacrifice their lives for their lord.

Two of the gold low-level dwarf warriors and a gold middle-level dwarf horned sheep knight who lost his mount stood behind the governor, preparing to take over the command of the five thousand vanguard army when he went to attack the enemy's central camp.

"Cross the river."

At the command, thirty dwarf silver warriors ran with all their strength, threw out the special spears in their hands, and nailed them to the bottom of the Misty River fifty meters away from the east bank.

Thirty unique iron ropes loomed in the water, pointing the way forward for the dwarf army.

Due to their height, they had to do this, otherwise the dwarf soldiers, whose average height was only one and two meters tall, could easily be washed away by the river.

Afterwards, three hundred dwarf soldiers jumped off the Misty River without hesitation, tied the noose to the iron rope, and began to cross the river.

Governor Jed did not move, his eyes were always fixed on the river bank, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

On the two-kilometer-long river, more than a thousand dwarf soldiers had already entered the river and headed towards the west bank.

"preparation."

A viscount looked at the dwarf army halfway across the river and shouted loudly.

Under the constant repetition of the messengers, the six thousand archers drew out their ordinary feather arrows and began to charge up their bows.

"put!"

Thousands of feather arrows covered the center of the misty river. Hundreds of dwarves died on the spot. The river surface was stained red with blood. Under the influence of the noose, the bodies were not washed away by the river, but they became an obstacle to the advancement of the dwarf soldiers behind them.

The sky was covered with feathers and arrows, and dwarves continued to lose their lives and became floating corpses on the river.

"Cut the ropes of the fallen and move on."

Under the officer's order, the dwarf soldier looked at the corpse of his comrade, silently said sorry in his heart, took out his knife, and cut the rope of the dead dwarf soldier.

Looking at the dwarf corpses flowing down the river, the dwarves who crossed the river were discouraged, but they still did not stop.