War was indeed like a tug-of-war.
Victory and defeat were decided in an instant. One side might be too weak for the opponent to grasp the opportunity, and they would be dragged into the abyss of defeat step by step.
Marquis Dawson saw the situation on the other side of the Rapids, and his eyes were about to bleed.
He could not believe that his thirty to forty thousand elite troops on the south bank of the Rapids could not even hold on for half a day under the attack of the Golden Lion Legion.
At this time, the dwarven army had been completely disorganized. The Golden Lion Legion was like a sharp knife stabbing into the bodies of the dwarven army, dismembering them.
Thus, even though the dwarves did not suffer heavy casualties, there was nothing they could do to reverse the situation.
The pontoon bridge was already crowded. The dwarves on the north bank wanted to go over and help, but the dwarves on the south bank kept trying to escape. This caused the pontoon bridge to be blocked, and there were even dwarven soldiers constantly being pushed off the bridge and into the river.
Of course, even more dwarven soldiers were pushed into the river from the shore.
The Rapids was turbulent to begin with. If the soldiers who fell into the river were still wearing armor, they would only drown no matter how good they were at swimming.
Gradually, the dwarven soldiers realized that they had lost. Soldiers began to take off their armor, throw away their weapons, and jump into the water in an attempt to swim across the river.
Escape was the only thought in the hearts of the dwarven soldiers at this time.
Thus, even though they knew that the Rapids was behind them, they had completely lost the courage to fight the enemy. They would rather risk being swallowed by the river than face the enemy's blade.
Marquis Dawson had just cursed and wanted to personally lead the battle, but fortunately, he was persuaded by the officers beside him.
He panted heavily and clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh. He watched as group after group of dwarves either took the initiative or were driven into the river.
For a moment, the river was full of dwarven soldiers. At a glance, it was all bobbing heads and waving hands.
The soldiers of the Golden Lion Legion who had rushed to the river began to take out their bows and arrows, calmly and mercilessly killing the dwarves on the river.
Soon, numerous corpses appeared on the surface of the river.
Marquis Dawson stared blankly at everything in front of him. The screams and shouts of killing all around him seemed to have disappeared. At this moment, he seemed to have been completely isolated from this battlefield.
The dream of the dwarves for thousands of years seemed to have left him at this moment.
He couldn't accept it.
For the sake of this dream, he had already sacrificed too much …
A heart-piercing pain caused Marquis Dawson to involuntarily open his mouth. He tried to shout, but when he opened his mouth, it was filled with the smell of blood.
"Lord Marquis! Lord Marquis! "
The dwarven officers saw Marquis Dawson spurt out blood from his mouth, and then he fell down, unconscious.
…
In the evening, the heavy rain finally stopped.
The setting sun finally peeked out from the dark clouds, sprinkling the last of its gorgeous rays onto the earth.
The battle on the southern shore of Riverrun was basically over. The dwarven army could no longer organize a large-scale resistance. Only a few scattered beasts were left fighting.
The pontoon bridge that connected the two sides of the Rapids River had already been set ablaze.
This fire was set by the dwarves themselves. Clearly, they wanted to prevent the Golden Lion Legion from pursuing them through the pontoon bridge to the northern shore.
But in this way, the remnants of the army on the southern shore had lost all hope of escaping. More and more dwarves began to lay down their weapons and kneel down in surrender.
"It's a pity. If only Marquis Dawson was on the southern shore."
Colin stood by the Rapids River, looking at the dwarven camp on the other side, and said with some regret.
In fact, the Golden Lion Legion had already achieved a complete victory in this battle. Although the results of the battle were not out yet, Colin estimated that the number of dwarves defeated on the southern shore was at least thirty thousand.
This kind of loss would definitely make Marquis Dawson's heart ache.
The goal set before the battle could be considered to have been perfectly achieved. If the Golden Lion Legion retreated now, even if Marquis Dawson had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to chase them across the river.
However, Colin still felt that it wasn't perfect enough. After all, he didn't manage to catch the guy who betrayed Marquis García and the Black Cavalry.
Scholar Dwayne was standing beside Colin. After hearing his lament, he smiled slightly, and said, "Marquis Dawson isn't famous for charging and breaking through enemy lines. It won't be that easy to catch him on the battlefield."
Colin could hear the persuasion in Scholar Dwayne's words. Obviously, although his actions of leading the army to charge and break through the enemy lines had been a great success, Scholar Dwayne was still worried.
However, Colin didn't explain too much. After all, he couldn't tell Dwayne that he was immortal and had a group of fearless Blood Shadow Guards protecting him. If he really wanted to pose a threat to Colin, he was afraid that only a powerhouse of the Sanctuary-realm could do it.
Seeing that Colin didn't say anything, Scholar Dwayne didn't dwell on this issue. He was a smart person, and knew that going too far was as bad as falling short.
After a moment of silence, Scholar Dwayne spoke again, and changed the topic. "Lord Viscounts, do you know why Marquis Dawson took the risk of crossing the river to attack us?"
Colin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately became interested. "Why?"
In fact, he had such doubts before.
With the natural moat that was the Rapids, the side that crossed the river would definitely be at a strategic disadvantage.
This time, the Golden Lion Legion was able to completely defeat the 30,000-strong elite dwarven army in just half a day mainly because they had the advantage of crossing the river.
That was why the two sides had been at a stalemate for more than a month at the Rapids River. They had constantly sent small groups of troops back and forth to test the waters, but neither side was willing to take the initiative to cross the river to attack.
However, this time, Marquis Dawson took the initiative to attack.
Of course, the chaos in the Golden Lion Legion's camp last night was definitely a trigger, but that alone shouldn't be enough to make Marquis Dawson take such a risky action.
Scholar Dwayne smiled, and said, "Lord Viscounts, do you know the Solinski Family?"
"Solinski?" Colin flipped through the memories of his predecessor, but he couldn't find anything. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. This shouldn't be a family from the Northern Frontier, right?"
"Of course not. This isn't even a family from the Radiant Empire. " Scholar Dwayne's gaze was deep, as if he had seen through a thousand years of time and space. "The Solinski Family used to be the royal family of the Dwarven Kingdom, but their lineage has long been cut off."
Royal family of the Dwarves?
Colin's heart skipped a beat, and he continued to look at Scholar Dwayne, waiting for his explanation.
"Although the Solinski Family has become history, it occupies an extremely important position in the hearts of the dwarves. It has even evolved into a spiritual totem in the thousands of years of reminiscence and reminiscence.
It has even become a belief.
Therefore, if there was still a Solinski alive, as long as he made a call, the dwarves would definitely surround him, and establishing a kingdom would be a matter of course.
However, because the Solinski Family no longer has any descendants, the dwarves will face a problem when they attempt to establish a kingdom on the Northern Frontier.
Who will be the King of the Dwarves? "
Hearing this, Colin roughly understood Scholar Dwayne's meaning. "So, Marquis Dawson chose to take the initiative to attack because he wanted to rely on his achievements in defeating the Golden Lion Legion to fight for the position of King of the Dwarves?"
"That's right." Scholar Dwayne nodded. "Actually, in terms of title and power, Marquis Menham and Marquis Dawson are about the same. However, Marquis Dawson has a huge stain on his reputation."
Colin nodded. He knew that this stain was clearly the matter of Marquis Dawson betraying the one he had pledged his loyalty to — Marquis García.
"Because of this stain on his reputation, if Marquis Dawson doesn't have any outstanding achievements, then after the Dwarves establish a kingdom, the position of King of the Dwarves will definitely belong to Marquis Menham."
"Hehe, what a pity. Now that he risked crossing the river and suffered a crushing defeat, it seems that Marquis Dawson has no hope of competing with Marquis Menham. "
Scholar Dwayne suddenly smiled coldly. "Sir Viscounts, I feel that Marquis Dawson might not be willing to sit and watch Marquis Menham ascend the throne of King of the Dwarves."
"Oh? Why is that? "
"Because the Dawson Family had married a daughter of the Solinski Family. Therefore, after the Solinski Family perished, the Dawson Family felt that they were the true inheritors of the King of the Dwarves' bloodline.
This thought became more and more intense as the Solinski Family's position rose in the hearts of the dwarves, to the point that it became a kind of paranoid belief.
It is because of this that Marquis Dawson didn't hesitate to betray Marquis García, who he was deeply indebted to, in order to create the conditions for the Dwarves to establish a kingdom.
It is also because of this that I feel that Marquis Dawson won't easily give up on the idea of competing with Marquis Menham for the throne of King of the Dwarves. "
Colin's eyes lit up. He immediately realized that if Marquis Dawson was truly unwilling, then this was an opportunity that could be exploited.
Thinking of this, the two looked at each other and revealed a smile full of deep meaning.
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