Alfred's horse had been washed away to nowhere, and he choked several times in the water. If he hadn't borrowed some strength from someone's corpse under his feet, he might not have been able to do this for the first time. Dao Shui Lang drowned him.
During the struggle, he stepped on the body under the water and emerged. He was breathing heavily and treading the water desperately. Maybe he was destined to die. A broken door board floated past him, and sharp wooden thorns directly pierced his arm.
"Ah..." Alfred screamed, and the blood stained a large area of the river red along with the wound.
He endured the pain and pulled the door panel out of his arm, holding on to the door panel as a life vest for himself.
Only now did he have time to take a good look at the situation in front of him. He saw that the flood from the north showed no sign of decreasing at all. All the gaps in the city walls had become flood gates, and the rolling white waves roared into the town.
It was visually estimated that the water was already two meters deep, and the corpses of the men and horses from the bloody battle were soaked in the flood and washed to lower areas.
Everywhere you look, the scene is bizarre. Excited Chinese soldiers can be seen everywhere on the city walls and rooftops shouting and shouting for war. They were all overjoyed to face this huge flood.
There were even cruel and murderous people who stood on the roof and opened fire on the French troops in the water. It was as easy as hunting!
The French troops in the water were not willing to be hunted in this way. Some soldiers with good water ability took advantage of the water waves more than two meters high to launch an attack directly on the second floor of the building.
At the critical moment of life and death, human beings' desire for survival can detonate the strongest combat power. The desperate cavalry launched an attack on almost every building.
Most of the more than a thousand Chinese soldiers were still guarding the city walls. The remaining few hundred people could not control all the buildings in the town. Soon the roofs and high-rise buildings in some areas became areas controlled by the French army.
The cavalry who rushed to the roof used the few remaining ammunition to start shooting at the roof controlled by the Chinese soldiers. Below were white waves and the fighting on the roof was still continuing.
But it is undeniable that this attack was a complete failure. The cavalry had been scattered and it was no longer possible to form the previous offensive intensity.
"Damn...damn...God, have you abandoned us? Damn..."
In the flood, Alfred desperately hit the flood water around him with his fists. His struggle quickly attracted the attention of his subordinates: "Sir...reach out quickly...reach out quickly..."
Big hands stretched out from the second-floor windows. When Alfred rushed through the window, the cavalry dragged him into the house.
Alfred, who was dripping with water, was lying on the ground panting. From this angle, he could see the watchtower on the south wall!
He stared at the Chinese command center with hateful eyes, "How vicious! He can actually think of such a sinister strategy! Why didn't he escape... Damn it!"
"Sir, what should we do now?" the soldiers around asked.
Alfred struggled to stand up, "Let's wait and see the water situation first. No one can do anything about the current situation. We must wait until the flood calms down before making plans..."
Alfred recalled the topographic map he had memorized before and began to draw on the dusty floor. His brain began to work at high speed.
At this moment, the southern city wall had become a sea of joy, and the soldiers cheered and jumped excitedly around Xiao Letian. This flood was really enjoyable.
Luo Huo stood in front of Xiao Letian with a face full of shame and saluted a military salute, "I'm sorry, head of state, I shouldn't doubt you..."
"Okay, stop farting..." Xiao Letian punched him. "You are also a little distressed because of the heavy casualties. I can understand... Look at the current situation. These bastards are not dead yet." , what do you think they will do?"
Luo Huo glanced at the rooftop area controlled by the French. The general direction was to the east of the town of Syni. He frowned and thought for a while, "The best choice for them now is to withdraw their troops. Such a flood is simply not possible." There's no way to fight unless they want to die..."
"But I really can't understand these people today. The previous battle was too crazy. I don't know what decision they will make... They are so different from other French troops!"
Xiao Letian looked at the darkness in the east of the night and sighed, "Yes, I think this is not the time to cheer. I can feel that the morale of these French troops has not collapsed..."
The most terrifying thing about a flood is the initial flood peak, which is the most lethal stage. After the first flood peak passes, the water flow will gradually calm down. In a short time, five small boats were washed down from the upper reaches of the flood.
The Dragon Guards finally completed their mission and withdrew from the upper reaches. When the Dragon Guards returned to the establishment, his comrades looked at these familiar partners with a sense of awe.
Wang Chen had been stabbed three times on the chest and was being bandaged. When he saw that Bald Wang, who had left the team without permission, was back, he opened his mouth and cursed, "Bald Wang, you bastard..." But as soon as he started scolding, he retracted the rest of his words. .
"We were brothers before, but you actually have a secret identity... It seems that it will be difficult for us to drink again in the future..." Wang Chen whispered dejectedly.
The Dragon Guards, whose identities were exposed, looked at their comrades apologetically and walked to the head of state one by one to salute. The leader briefly talked about the process of completing the mission.
"... Head of State, the amount of water in the Semuwa River is different from what we estimated. The water level is actually not high. I am afraid there will not be more flood peaks in the future..."
"We need to prepare early, I'm afraid the current scale is the limit!"
Xiao Letian turned to look at the water flowing under the city wall, "How deep is the water now?"
The soldier next to him immediately tied a brick with a rope and threw it down. After a while, he pulled it up and said, "Report to the head of state, the water depth is 2.3 meters!"
"Is it only this deep? What's the flow rate?"
"It's very slow. It doesn't have the momentum of the first peak..."
At this moment, the lookout soldiers on the east city wall suddenly brought back shocking news.
"Head of State... some enemy cavalry have gathered on the high ground east of the city, and some enemies are moving to the north for unknown purposes..."
"It's broken! They want to rob the fishing boat... When we came here, we saw many small boats on both sides of the Semuwa River..." said the leader of the Dragon Guard.
Xiao Letian gritted his teeth against the darkness in the east and said, "It's not over yet? Why don't you give up after fighting like this? What kind of army are you? What the hell are you?"
"Why on earth? Where is the source of morale that supports you fighting to the death to this point?"
“I won’t live in peace until I find the answer!”
"Prepare the boat, I want to negotiate with the enemy!"
