On the first morning of landing in the Land of Fire, Prohey's army split into three groups and swept towards the Land of Fire. Each of these three groups consisted of 3,000 soldiers and 200 mercenaries, and they were to occupy all the cities in their path in the name of Vernan.

Ella, on the other hand, headed straight for the Strait of Lamentations with her main force, consisting of 1,000 Prosea soldiers, 1,500 mercenaries, 300 Black Iron Dwarven warriors, 100 Templars, and 100 Light Priests.

The entire Land of Flames was a hunting ground for the Prussian Navy, which could be plundered at will, so the main force did not need to carry any food and grass supplies, and marched extremely quickly, and finally arrived at the Strait of Lamentations at noon on the third day.

Lamenting that the strait divides two continents, the sky is clear on one side, and the lightning and thunder on the other. The land bridge across the strait is like a hillside, rising from the flat ground and slowly plunging into the mountains. Just where the land bridge connects to the top of the thunderstorm, a fortress building stands, bounded by the fortress, red and blue clashes, sparks and lightning intertwined, and a large number of ash spirits and storm spirits are fighting. It was evident that the Ember Spirits were holding on to the fortress, which was their outpost for the assault on the Thunderstorm Peaks.

The Cretan mercenary group in charge of the reconnaissance has ascertained the situation here, and there are more than 800 Ash Spirits present, which has accounted for more than eighty percent of all the Ash Spirits in the Land of Fire, and the Hurricane Clan is pouring out, and 500 Storm Spirits are attacking the Landing Bridge Fort with all their might.

Spirits, Yunge, and Hongyang, the three clan chiefs are directing the battle to defend the fortress. Rain poured down on them, scorched by the flames into a steaming mist that permeated the fortress.

Weather at the top of the Thunderstorm greatly depletes the power of the Ash Spirit, but it also has a strengthening effect on the Storm Spirit. The battle line near the fortress is leaning little by little in the direction of the Land of Flames.

Thunderstorm's offensive this year was so fierce that the hurricane sent the entire clan's Storm Spirits over, leaving no one to guard even a few life gems. The three major clans of the Land of Flames have been defending themselves for days, and have gradually lost the strength to continue to hold the fortress.

Finally, after cursing the hurricane countless times, the three clan leaders gave the order to retreat in anger, and the Ash Spirits slowly withdrew from the fortress and headed for the land bridge.

It wasn't long before the Storm Spirits took over the fortress and drove all of the Ash Spirits to the land bridge. Cheers rang out among the Storm Spirits, and in previous years' lamentations, they had been passively defending against the attacks of the Flamelands, but this year it was exciting to be able to defeat the Ember Spirits' outpost fortress.

"Crazy! Must be crazy! Hurricane, this guy is crazy! ”

"We have always been the only ones attacking the top of the thunderstorm, and this year it was their turn to attack us!"

"Next year, next year's battle of lamentations, I'm going to bring all the fighters!"

The three clan chiefs roared angrily.

The cheers of the storm spirits were so piercing that the ashes spirits were so angry that they shouted towards the top of the thunderstorm, "You have the ability to fight here!" ”

This year's battle of lamentation seems to be over, and the three clan chiefs agree with each other on the strength of next year's battle, and lead their warriors to the land bridge. Beneath the land bridge was a camp of ornate tents, where thousands of slaves roamed, servants brought by the Ash Spirits.

At that moment, a warlike shout rang out from the back of the camp, attracting the attention of the Ash Spirits.

"What's going on?" Spirit's brow furrowed, and his eyes widened. He vaguely saw a group of small, black-armored soldiers suddenly appear from behind the camp and crash into the camp.

Hundreds of fires were immediately lit in the camp, and these were the more than a hundred ash spirits who remained in the camp to regain their strength and rotate to defend the fortress.

The smoke news quickly rose, and the ash spirits on the land bridge immediately read the information in the black smoke, and their faces suddenly changed greatly.

"Enemy attack?"

"Where did the enemy come from?"

The Ash Spirits immediately rushed towards the camp, and before they had even taken a few steps, a voice rang out in the ranks: "Look at the back! Look at the back! ”

"Storm Spirit...... Chased out! ”

"What!" The three clan leaders suddenly felt that something was wrong, and ordered their men not to turn back, and hastened to the camp.

Attacking the Ash Spirit camp was naturally Prohai's army, and three hundred Black Iron Dwarf warriors launched a charge, easily tearing the camp apart, and the Prohai soldiers and mercenaries behind immediately rushed up.

"Rush the camp as fast as you can and block the Ash Spirit on the land bridge!"

"Verazze, Froll, those who command you well, and the mercenaries above the third order, your task is to deal with all the ash spirits of the third order."

"Blind Monk of the Northland, the heads of the three clans with title-level strength will be handed over to you."

"The ranks of the Holy See are scattered, taking care to protect vulnerable professions."

"The power of the entire Land of Flames is here, as long as you kill them all, the Land of Flames will be the land of the Pursea!"

"All the Ash Spirits, not one will be left!"

"Attack!"

Under Ella's orders, the Prosea army pressed up in an orderly manner, and the Black Iron Dwarves tore open the camp, and a part of the mercenaries were assigned to take charge of the Ash Spirits left in the camp, and the large army marched to the land bridge as fast as possible.

The three clan chiefs also ran here with their men, and when they saw the enemy's situation, the Ash Spirits looked strange, angry, angry, and laughing.

Who organized these slaves? There is not even a single warrior among these people, and they dare to attack the three major clans?

However, the smoke rising from the camp quickly changed their minds, it was the dying call of the ashes spirits killed by the mercenaries.

Before the Ash Spirits could react, the mercenaries had already launched an attack on them, they already knew something about the form of power of the Ash Spirits, but the Ash Spirits were completely ignorant of the mercenaries, and these warriors of the Fire Lands could not understand where the enemy's power came from.

The slashing of swords and axes and the incantations of the mystical spells of the gods and crafts came and went, and the battle was almost one-sided, and the spirit of ashes could not withstand the attack of the mercenaries.

The faces of the three clan chiefs were terrified, and the flame-condensed weapons passively resisted the strange power of the mercenaries.

"Hit!"

A soft shout sounded, the voice was obviously very low, but it clearly resounded in the ears of the three clan leaders.

Rumble!

The ash spirit of the liquor incarnate was violently scattered, and he turned into a human body, and blood spurted out of his mouth, knocking down many ash spirits.

A figure appeared, standing in front of the three clan chiefs in a punching stance, and the location of his fist was where the original liquor had stood.

One punch to crush the spirits.

"Hit!"

Another punch.

"Hit!"

One more punch.

"Gales."

After the three punches, the figure disappeared.

At the same time, at the rear of the Prohai team, everyone's eyes flickered, and the blind monk of the North Land who had just disappeared suddenly appeared in front of them.

"My mission is accomplished." The blind monk in the north clasped his hands together.

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The state is very poor.