In the evening, the moon was sparse, and Trist, who had been busy all night yesterday in the rescue operation, sat up from the mattress of the camp and stretched.

Four hundred and sixty-one warriors and three hundred and twenty-three ordinary villagers in Silvermoon Bay have been settled in the original camp of more than 2,000 people of the Red Maple Tribe.

This settlement was organized by Trist with Alex Jr., Vivien and other soldiers from the original Qinghu Village, and Elder Lake, who was supposed to shoulder the responsibility, was immersed in the pain of losing his son, and after cremating the body of his only son, he did not eat or drink, and did not come out of the tent all day. While many people in the Red Maple Tribe accepted and recognized Trist, they also complained a lot about Elder Lake, who was like a walking corpse, after all, she lost her only son, but here, in the entire Red Maple Tribe camp, almost everyone has lost their relatives and friends! The two fiascos of the Red Maple Grand Canyon and Silver Moon Bay completely broke the backbone of this tribe, and at this time, Elder Lake, who should have stood up to appease people's hearts, actually did nothing, and his performance was even inferior to the Eric leader who came over to greet the cold and warm from the Guanghu tribe.

"Aang, thank you, Vivian", Trist, who was neatly dressed and went to the river to wash, took the towel handed by Vivian with some embarrassment, Vivian seemed to muster up courage, the tan-haired, petite girl took a step forward suddenly, and kissed Trist's head in Trist's stunned eyes, (*^▽^)/★*☆, and then the red-faced girl hurriedly ran away in the laughter of the soldiers around her.

(⊙o⊙)！

The cold and soft touch made Trist's usually calm brain go blank, and he inadvertently noticed the tent opened next to him, and Alex, the delicate boy standing in the tent.

Alex's fist was raised and lowered, probably aware of the huge gap in force between the two sides, and left in despair with a broken heart.

"Poof", Eric who was not far away smiled and shook his head, "Young...... That's a good ......", he walked over and sat down against Trist, "Hey, come back to your senses!" Wait and discuss the main account, after all, the more than 6,000 invaders of the Ice Nation are still opposite our camp! ”

Little Alex sat sadly on the rocks by the river, splashing the water, the tribe worships the strong, and falls in love freely, all of which Alex understands, but in his heart, why is he so depressed? Alas, what a gas! It's really infuriating! After thinking about it, little Alex was still puzzled, picked up a stone casually, didn't look at it, and threw it into the water in front of him.

"Boom", a huge roar came from the lake in the distance.

Little Alex looked up in confusion, and then saw a scene he will never forget.

Bright flames streaked across the sky, illuminating the evening sky as bright as day.

"What is this?" Both Trist and Eric stood up in shock and looked in the direction of Silvermoon Bay, and the fast paddle on the side was even frightened by the roar and fell into the water. Although he fell into the water and was soaked, the fast oar was unconscious, and sat in the water and looked at the Silver Moon Bay in the north, "The fire of glory is above!" The goddess is above! The Grand Boss of Lexa is on top! Oh, my God! ”。

"Skyfire", Eric dragged the frightened paddle up in hatred, and explained to Trist on the side, "If I'm not mistaken, this is the weapon of the mountain people, Skyfire". The young leader of the Guanghu tribe spoke in a heavy tone, "Ten years ago, the then Great Leader led us to attack that group of 'Heida' in an attempt to rescue our captured clansmen, and the Mountain People used this weapon to destroy everything, including the Great Chief...... I went out with my uncle for a long time, at the foot of the mountain...... See it all for yourself...... I'll never forget ......"

Trist was silent.

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Silver Moon Bay.

The moon rises tomorrow, and under the bright moonlight, Aiko walks barefoot on the beach by the sea.

Aiko's trousers were rolled up, revealing her white and delicate skin, and the moonlit beach ebbed and flowed, and the rising tide covered the footprints of the female warrior. The girl who took off her hood and washed off her white war streaks was like an elf dancing in the moonlight.

The battle in Silvermoon Bay is over, although there are some surprises, but everything is unfolding as planned, and at this moment, Echo is no longer a resourceful queen advisor, no longer a great overseer with thousands of troops of the same kind, just a 23-year-old girl who comes out to relax by the sea.

No one came to bother, and the Overseers of Clelite and the Black Bear were dealing with the aftermath of the war.

Noticing a figure approaching from afar, Echo got up and walked over to the rock where the clothes were kept, and moments later, the heavily armed and determined Overseer returned.

"Lord Echo..... Whew......," the Clelite Overseer rushed to Echo and gasped as he spoke, "I and the Black Bear and the corpse of Silvermoon Bay have been disposed of, and the supplies for the celebration have been completed, and the Queen's messenger has just come to give us an order, so that we can quickly assemble and go to the Red Maple Plain to meet her......"

These were the last words of the Cletas left in this world.

Before being lifted into the air by the flames and thrown to the ground, he saw for the first time the panic, panic, and bewilderment on the face of his usually calm and wise eldest sister, and the beautiful eyes of Echo reflected the sudden sea of fire rising behind Creel......

Twelve missiles with an 800-kilogram yield, under the infrared guidance of Lieutenant Locke, who was lurking a kilometer away, accurately hit the camp of more than 7,000 people in the Ice Country......

If you slow down time by a factor of 500 and put the perspective in mid-air, you will see that an oval metal object rotating at high speed will push the air around because of the high speed, and the transparent air will be dispersed to give the impression that the space is distorted.

When this oval object touched the camp on the ground, the ground that should have been hard turned out to be as soft as butter, and it was easily embedded in it by the oval object, and then with the landing point as the center, when the missile hit the ground, the high-frequency tremor generated in an instant caused the soldiers within the surrounding two hundred square meters to rupture their organs, bleed internally and die at the same time. If people want to survive this kind of high-frequency oscillation, there is only one way, that is, to make a synchronous tremor action during this high-frequency oscillation. Of course, if the two frequencies can be consistent, then the person will have nothing to do. But people are not fleas after all, and I'm afraid that even the most powerful gymnasts can't complete this kind of movement at the same frequency, so it is completely impossible for people to survive.

The light of the fire consumes everything around it, and these can only be seen when time slows down, and the human eye cannot see these scenes at all. In less than a fraction of a second, the flames of the explosion had obscured all of these things, and large and small fragments with flames raged throughout the camp, bringing further damage.

The Black Bear Overseer and a few of his men were obliterated by the flames in the blink of an eye.

Other missiles exploded in mid-air, and the fuel in the front room of the missile exploded, draining all the oxygen within a radius of several hundred meters, and the pressure generated by the rapid flow of air became a storm in the blink of an eye, which could be felt even in the mountains and forests far away. Then, when the pressure in the area reached a critical point, the skyrocketing explosion began to release its own energy in all directions. If you want to find a suitable word to describe the current scene in Silvermoon Bay, it is probably only found in hell, where fire has become the master.

Under this blow, which should not have been in the human world, the entire camp of the Ice Nation fell into chaos and madness, and more than 4,000 soldiers of the Ice Nation were blown up or burned alive. But this is not the end, the materials seized from Silvermoon Bay, those winter wheat seeds, weapons, tools, are quietly burning in this all-consuming flame, producing all kinds of poisonous gases, and the casualties of the Ice Nation are still expanding.

Fortunately, the Moon River crossed the camp in Silvermoon Bay, so that the fire in the Silvermoon Bay camp would not spread to the forest.

But even so, a discerning person can see that this army of the Ice Country is over.