Unlike the magnificent scenery on the water, the riverside presents a rather frightening scene.
The river was littered with titans and artillery weapons, as well as the corpses of soldiers, some buried deep in the mud.
Erwin was looking at the eerie landscape.
"Congratulations! You are one of the commanders who will be recorded in the history of the empire." Erwin~ said.
"I'm a killer who slaughtered tens of thousands of people!" Lin Qing asked.
"I thought you would side with the Volga-Republic."
Lin Qing thought about it when demolishing the dam last night.
What he did, some people will be remembered as a hero, while others will be remembered as a murderer.
In war, it is very rare for thousands of lives to be killed in an instant.
Moreover, this is not a fair battle, but a victory won after all conditions are determined to be beneficial to one side.
"Whatever it was, I was drawn into a war, and winning the war was my only option."
Lin Qing looked very determined.
He is very familiar with this kind of behavior. Five hundred years ago, he was regarded as the target of public criticism, and he was called the devil king.
This time, it was veterans who died.
However, there is one puzzling thing.
The enemy moved quickly, and without even thinking about it, he ordered two divisions of the whole army to pursue.
As a result, the number of casualties was as many as expected.
"Did you tell them?" Lin Qing asked.
"...the Republic has many elves and half-breeds, and they all have different feelings compared to humans." Erwin responded indifferently to Lin Qing's question as always.
Erwin wasn't there when Lin Qing went to destroy the dam.
And however different the senses of fairies and other races may be, it is certain that they cannot be sure unless sight, hearing, and smell can be sure.
But to persuade a legion to dispatch, there must be more sufficient reasons.
However, Lin Qing didn't mean to punish her, he understood her reason for doing so.
"What are you going to do next?" Erwin asked.
"I'm going to fight back."
Lin Qing gave an obvious answer.
He had no intention of sending back the troops of the Volga Republic.
He doesn't have particularly bad feelings about the Volga Republic, and he doesn't intend to cede victory to the Empire, but he intends to ride the tide.
Through war, he wanted to prove himself.
If he can make some contributions on his side, he will definitely be rewarded heavily.
Whether it's a higher position, a new estate, or a shorter military service, everything will ultimately benefit Lin Qing's revenge and survival.
"Once the maintenance of titan is over, we will take the initiative to attack. I hope you can be a good guide by then." Lin Qing said.
"It will go down in the annals of the Empire," Erwin said.
"No!" Lin Qing responded firmly, the anger in her eyes clearly visible.
"I'll help you overthrow the Barlocke Empire," Erwin said.
Erwin's face changed slightly.
Lin Qing is definitely not happy with the Barlocke royal family because their two histories have something in common.
However, the blazing anger in his eyes was not a plain complaint, but a strong will.
That strong will feels like a strong wind.
The coming of the wind means that the storm is coming!
"Is this the man you're talking about?" Erwin thought.
Owen in his mind was brought back to reality by Lin Qing's voice.
"Let's hurry up, the army is made up of young people, and the march will be fast."
"Understood."
A storm strong enough to shake the continent.
Erwin decided to put her thoughts aside and wanted to watch Lin Qing more before she was persuaded.
"Ah! How could this be..."
Commander Tyrone beat his chest with trembling fists.
He ordered a retreat, but at the expense of some 20,000 soldiers.
The damage needs to be analyzed in detail, but if you look at the number of weapons and each unit, you can also calculate a rough damage.
However, more than damage is counted.
Due to the sudden retreat, the food and weapons of the troops were left behind, and the important cannons and titans were not brought out.
This is because they are heavy to lift.
In the current situation, without those titans and cannons, it is almost impossible to start a war.
That's why Tyronn tried to return to work but he quickly gave up.
All the titans and artillery units in the camp were washed away.
Moreover, the soldiers were scattered, especially the directional troops.
What they were most dissatisfied with was the commander, who refused to obey orders and moved to the river, causing heavy casualties, and the rest fled the camp immediately.
"My lord, we have lost..."
Hearing the words of the lieutenant and other staff officers, Tyron became a little depressed.
No matter what he thought, he could only think of one way.
...asking for flowers...
"What will the king think of me? Am I that useless piece of shit?" he screamed.
A proud veteran of the war, he failed to capture the Fort Trott without attracting the Northern Army of the Bar Locke Empire.
Unfortunately, Tyrann's nightmare didn't end there.
Lin Qing started to give chase.
The army saw Imperial forces marching confidently towards the rested ground of the Republic Army.
However, there is only one thing they can do before the titan arrives, and that is to retreat in tears.
The mountains of Castile lie ten days west of the fortress of Trot.
It's a place that straddles the Volga Republic and the Barlocke Empire, thanks to the myriad monsters, rugged mountainous terrain and labyrinthine valleys it shelters. where humans live
It would take a lot of time to lead an army to cross the Castilla Mountains, but the loss would be considerable.
So the two countries only deployed some Ranger troops in the area, and did not build many forts or large troops there.
Not long ago, the mountains of Castile began to show unusual signs.
squeak
Those who pulled out the bushes and sneaked on the ground looked to the Bar Locke rangers who were patrolling nearby.
As they disappeared further afield, he slipped back into place and covered himself with leaves and bushes.
"The dogs of the empire are gone."
"Fine, get back to work!"
With an order, a loud noise began to resound violently in the ground.
In the basement of the deep mountain, they are doing something like a child, but with a full-grown body worthy of discussion and a fluffy beard.
They are a type of goblins known as dwarves.
Although dwarves are short, they are physically strong.
They are strong and strong, and they can crush stones with their hands.
The strongest of the dwarves is the Red Hammer clan.
They were blacksmiths, artists, architects and natural miners.
More than five hundred years ago, their first leader, Rommel, worked under the demon king Simon.
After Simon's death, the Red Hammer clan hid from the world by digging.
A gigantic burrow built with pure dwarf power and technology is strong enough to smash a titan.
Seeing the dwarves digging the ground with shovels, pickaxes and other tools, Dretley turned to an unusually tall dwarf and asked, "Look here, Elder Kurgan, have we arrived yet?"
"Wait a minute eight.".
