In a small grassland in the Land of Light, a camp of hundreds of red and white tents, burning braziers, and a group of soldiers wrapped in white turbans, dressed in white robes, and holding bright broadswords patrolled the camp.

"Puff" "Puff" "Puff" The birds flew into the camp, the largest and brightly lit tent. A two-meter-tall middle-aged strong man sat in the center of the tent, and beside him was an old man with a kind face and a red robe. In front of the two of them was a huge sand table marked with nearby mountains and rivers.

The black bird flew to the old man's shoulder, chirping as if to say something to the old man, and the old man nodded from time to time. When the birds stopped calling, the old man took out a handful of bird food and put it on the sand table, and the bird happily went over to eat.

"Great Elder, and a large group of prey?" The middle-aged strong man asked with a happy face.

The old man shook his head and said, "No, it has been flying for a long time without finding a large group of prey."

"Alas!" The middle-aged strong man's expression couldn't help but be a little lost, the tribe had not encountered a large group of prey for ten days, and the food crisis was slowly coming.

The Great Elder looked at the middle-aged strong man's lost expression, his face was very entangled, and finally sighed and said, "However, a Terran army was found in the forest outside the grassland, and there were almost ten flocks of sheep without horses."

"Ten flocks, five thousand? How far is it from us" The middle-aged strong man's expression was a little excited, and he couldn't help but be excited! Five thousand people, then the other party must have brought a large amount of food, as long as a little bit is brought from the other party, it is enough for the clansmen to eat for ten days and a half months. As for whether the other party will give it, it depends on the disadvantage of his sword

"The other party is in this forest, and the black said that the other party seems to be going in the direction of the big river." The Grand Elder walked over to the sandbox and pointed to a forest at the edge of the map. They also sent a team of people to take a look at that forest and then came back, and they didn't know much about it.

The middle-aged man stood up, came to the sand table, and measured it with a special stick, which was almost 20 miles away from his current position.

"20 miles, hurry up and whip up an hour to arrive" The middle-aged strong man put down his son and shouted to the outside, "Ah Xian, blow the horn three times, quickly." ”

"Yes, Chief," the guard standing outside the door replied, putting to his lips the magic horn the size of a bull's horn that had been hanging on his chest.

"Wu!" A huge and long horn sounded in the camp, and the sleeping nomads woke up from their dreams, quickly put on their shoes, picked up the knives placed by their sides, and walked out of the tents. Some women and children, who were also silent by the sound of the trumpet, got up quickly, and put the food of the house in a bag and hung it on the clothes of their husbands or fathers.

"Wu!" The second horn sounded, and the men walked briskly to the stables, mounted their horses, and walked slowly out of the camp. Women and children could only watch them from the tent doors.

Normally, the trumpet will not be blown, and it will only be blown when the enemy attacks and gathers to prepare for war.

There were 5,536 people in the tribe, and 3,120 were young and middle-aged, which means that there were 3,120 people who controlled the strings.

"Wu!" The third horn sounded, and outside the camp, in the moonlight, three thousand one hundred and twenty nomadic horsemen gathered together and lined up in three brigades.

The middle-aged strong man rode a black, tall war horse in front of these people, and the Great Elder rode a huge white wolf the size of a war horse, and he held a staff that emitted flame-like light in his hand.

"The third brigade stayed in the camp, and the others followed me" "Drive! The middle-aged strong man turned his head and galloped towards Hu Jianjun, as the leader of the tribe, his rights were the greatest, and there was no need to say anything to anyone other than the Great Elder.

The "driving" and "driving" nomads naturally have great trust in their own leaders, and they follow closely behind the leaders and the Great Elders.

Most of the people in the third brigade are middle-aged, they all have families, wives and children, while most of the people in the second and third brigades are young people, and they do not have families. As for their parents, except for a few people's parents who are still there, the rest of them either died or disappeared when they were very young before they came into this world. Nomads, unless you are born into a large tribe and are a nobleman in the tribe, or after the age of twelve, you will have to start running around for a living.

"From tonight onwards, the number of guards will be tripled, and the camp will be handed over to us to stay, which is a sign of trust in us, and if anyone dares to be lazy and slippery, see that I don't cut off his dog's head."

The captain of the third brigade said to his men.

......

On the boundary bridge

The skeletons tried to repeat their old tricks and built a path out of stones to the fortress, but the Terran soldiers in the fortress would not let them get their way.

The rain of arrows continued to fall, and when the fortress was being built, Revor stored a large amount of food and various strategic materials, and had enough arrows for the archers.

In the face of the siege of the skeleton soldiers, Revor defended it with the fire oil handed over to him by Hu Jianjun, and when the skeleton soldiers attacked, he poured the fire oil down, and then lit the fire.

A sea of fire will spawn in the horde of skeletons, burning them to a pile of ashes.

Under Armour took the corpse witch to two hundred meters outside the fortress, this position cannot be attacked by the opponent's archers, and the ranged troops are not only you Revor, but I also have Andelma, and I don't know where to go higher than yours.

"Attack" Under Armour to the Witch.

The corpse witch's mage power gathered magical energy, and then five hundred magical energy balls flew towards the archers who were releasing arrows.

The archers who were concentrating on their arrows didn't notice the witch's attack, and neither did Revor, who was now looking at the skeletons burned by the flames.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang" ...... Balls of magical energy hit the Terran soldiers who were standing on the city walls. There was an archer who was hit on the head by a ball of magic energy, and was directly killed by the head, and some hit the leather armor on the body, the leather armor was torn, and the blood flowed, but fortunately, the distance of the corpse witch was very far away, and there was no accurate head. And humans are not as brainless as the big-eared monsters of the orcs, so they know that they can't stop it, so why don't they hide.

Many spearmen and archers, seeing their comrades under attack, pulled their seriously wounded teammates to safety. Still, more than a hundred spearmen died, more than thirty archers died, and more than one hundred and a half hundred were seriously wounded.

After almost one attack by the corpse witch, one-fifth of Revor's combat power was gone.

"Corpse Witch!" .....