Last night was a light rain, and the rain curtain was like a white veil, gently brushing over the hills, hills, forests, and meadows, silently moistening the earth, and also making the Storm Tribe camp in the southern part of the Red Maple Great Plains a little damp and muddy.

At the beginning of the morning glow, the dazzling glow sprinkled over the mountains and forests after the rain, refracted by the crystal dew between the leaves, exuding colorful colors, the humid air, filled with the unique aroma of grass in the forest, the mountains and forests should have heard crisp birdsong, yes, it should have been, this should have been a quiet and peaceful day.

The canopy above had begun to reveal a hazy light, and Lexa appeared in front of the Stormwind Tribe's camp with her assembled warriors, the humid air condensing into a mist that slowly dripped down her long, silky hair. The young female leader, who had just lost her sister, no longer had the exhaustion and sadness of yesterday on her face, and she just stood there, looking intently at the camp in front of her, as if the flame of revenge was burning in her eyes.

At this time, the guards of the Storm Tribe have not yet been rotated, and the people who have been guarding all night are tired, and the people who have changed the guards may not have gotten up yet, and the falcons they raise that can patrol the air have not had time to fly.

Anya, the leader of the Firefox tribe, looked at Lexa, and when she saw Lexa nodding, she raised her hand to signal behind her, and Lincoln, the leader of the Firefox tribe's hunting team, rushed out quickly with more than fifty carefully selected warriors in the mountains and forests, their speed was fast, but their movements were uniform, which was very rare among the tribesmen whose civilization had degenerated to the Middle Ages.

The team was rapidly approaching the Stormwind Tribe's station, and the Sentinels guarding the Stormwind Tribe's outside were experienced after all, and they had secretly raised their vigilance since the Stormwind tribe refused Lexa's order, knowing that they were already on the opposite side of the big leader. Now, although the sentries were very tired after a night of vigilance, it was impossible to be unaware of the enemy's approach.

"Enemy attack!"

A shout disrupted the calm atmosphere in the camp. The calm of dawn was punctured by a sharp bone whistle, replaced by a sense of slaughter in the air.

Lincoln's team was still some distance from the outskirts of the opposing camp, but after the movement on the Stormwind Tribe's side, Lincoln and the others also moved.

In the Storm Tribe, the torches were lit one by one, although it was already dawn and it would soon be dawn, but it was still dark, and the eyesight was not good enough to see clearly. The Svo leader is clearly on the opposite side of the Lexa Grand Commander, and in this case, it is easy to make a mistake if you don't light the fire.

"Whoosh ----", some sounds of breaking the sky sounded in the sky, like sharp arrows rushing through it. The quick reflexes had already picked up their wooden shields and stood diagonally in front of them, and the sound was coming from above, and the enemy on the opposite side was not very close, and the chance of a flat shot was small. But soon, they realized that something was wrong again. As the sound of the sky breaking through the sky was getting closer and closer, someone carefully raised his head sideways to look into the air, and under the canopy of the sky, which was already carrying a little hazy light, dense arrows shuttled, just ...... Those arrows seem to be ...... A little too big?

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Click! The sound of raindrops falling sounded. The person holding the shield only felt that at the moment when the shield was hit, the powerful impact made his hands numb, and then looked at the arrow stuck to the ground next to him, and suddenly felt his heart beat faster. What kind of arrow is this, it's obviously a spear! These projected spears were all stone spearheads with wooden handles, thick handles, and very sharpened spearheads, most of which hit the shield with stone spearheads shattered by the powerful impact, leaving only a wooden pole.

This round of more than fifty spears startled the people of the Storm Tribe. Yes, this should be the legendary group of spear-throwers of the Firefox tribe! The Firefox Tribe is the most loyal subordinate of the Grand Commander of Lexa, and the leader of the Firefox Tribe Anya is the most reliable subordinate and friend of the Grand Commander of Lexa, since the spearmen of the Firefox Tribe appear here, then that is, that is, ...... The Goddess Favorer, the inheritor of the Tinder, and the titular Grand Leader of the Twelve Tribes, Lexa, is also opposite them! They're fighting their titular rulers! The flame of glory is above! The goddess is above! The shield-wielding warriors in front of them wavered somewhat with this round of blows......

"What the f......" The leader of Swo put on his armor and watched in amazement through the gap in the fence as the roaring army swept in. Although he agreed to the invitation of Queen Leia of the Ice Nation to join this gluttonous feast that destroyed the feuding Red Maple Tribe, the influence of the black-blooded commanders for a long time made him not want to go to war with Lexa in his heart.

At both ends of the head, he chose to destroy the roads and bridges along the way, blocking and delaying the advance of the Lexa Grand Chieftain's intervention army. By then, the Storm Tribe and the Ice Country had carved up the Red Maple Tribe, and they joined forces to confront the interference forces that had come all the way from the Great Chief, forcing the Grand Leader to admit a fait accompli like the previous Grand Chiefs.

It's a seemingly perfect way to make the Stormwind Tribe profitable in the end.

However, he underestimated the ambition and ruthlessness of Queen Leia of the Ice Nation, and also underestimated the determination and courage of the Grand Leader of Lexa. The soldiers who attacked on the opposite side showed Lexa's attitude in the most direct and tough way: surrender or die!

Without stopping, the second round of spears descended again. This time, the people of the Storm Tribe took up their shields, and some took refuge behind the stone perimeter fence, or with the help of other shelters, to avoid the round of spear attacks. The spearmen led by Lincoln did not stop when it came time to throw their spears, and after throwing a second round of spears, they continued to advance. At this time, the fence on the perimeter of the Storm Tribe camp was clearly visible.

The next moment the second round of spears was projected, Lexa drew his sword and pointed it at the camp of the Stormwind Tribe.

"Kill!" A group of 2,500 men poured into the camp ahead.

"Archer!" , Lexa calmly called the shots.

"Archers in position!" Indra nodded, rode his horse to the coalition team on the right flank, and more than five hundred warriors who were good at shooting walked out.

"Aim!"

"Shoot!"

Unlike the northern and central tribes, which gradually began to focus on farming, these warriors from several mountain tribes in the south, who had a good tradition of using longbows, stepped forward, pointed their bows and arrows at the camp of the Stormwind tribes on the opposite side, and drew their bows with the command of Indra's chief of guard.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~", arrows rained down......

Unlike the Lincoln Spearmen, who focused primarily on breaking the fence at the front door, the goal of this rain of arrows was to cover the camp ahead.

Suddenly, the soldiers in the center of the camp who had just been assembled by Svo to prepare for battle were immediately ruined.

"Spread out...... Disperse quickly...... "Swo's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly hid behind the fallen corpse in front of him, and at the same time warned behind him. More than 200 soldiers who had just put on their clothes and leather armor were taken away at once by this sudden rain of arrows, and the wounded let out a desperate wail on the ground. Swo's heart was dripping blood, and these people who came at the first time were his cronies in the tribe, and whether he won or lost this battle, his prestige in the Stormwind tribe would be greatly frustrated.

In fact, he is not to blame, after all, the usual tribal conflicts are mainly small-scale frictions of dozens of people, dozens or hundreds of people are entangled with each other in woodlands or hills, and there are few large-scale conflicts in which all are gathered, in other words, Swo has no experience in commanding a thousand-person battle.

Swo only relied on the experience of some large-scale hunting activities in peacetime, and instinctively assembled the team, or faced the battle head-on, or outflanked on both wings, or surrounded by the front and rear. The previous tense situation made him organize his warriors to assemble in front of him as soon as possible, preparing to deal with the first wave of the coalition and buying time for the rest of the team, just as he would attract the attention of the herd during a hunt.

But he forgot that the opponent in front of him was a human being, a living human being, a human who could think and use weapons like him, and this wave of arrow rain made him suffer a big loss.

"Xiu~Xiu~Xiu~", it was too late, it was fast, the second wave of arrows was coming, and the losses of the Storm Tribe were still expanding.

"Hurry up and set up a shield!" The one who can be the leader is not a stupid person, and Swo is not slow to react, and immediately changes his coping strategy.