The camp of nearly 200 men was not too big, nor too small, and I demanded that they all be built into wooden huts. After a while, the large clearing by the lake had been cleared, and a large amount of timber was piled up, and the blood wolf had clearly positioned their division of labor, one group to cut down trees, two groups to arrange the wood to the required size, three groups to dig the ground and drive wooden stakes, and level the land, and four groups to be responsible for construction.

The camp is starting to take shape in full swing, and of course I have more important things to do.

There are generally a lot of nests of Warcraft by the lake, I have been to this area, there used to be a group of wind rats living here, the wind rat is a third-level Warcraft, the reproductive ability is very strong, the speed is extremely fast, the attack power is not strong, but it can spit out the wind blade, and the large Warcraft do not like to hunt such small Warcraft. The queen's psychic detection was like a ranged radar, and after a while, they were found two kilometers away from the lake, and they were eating the roots of a huge tree.

"Stimulate them, drive them crazy, and run to the lake. I communicated to the queen.

"Well, I like this. The queen ant happily exuded a strong mental fluctuation, the queen ant used to be a spiritual lord-level magical beast, its spiritual power has reached the limit of breaking through the extraordinary, although the breakthrough failed, but its spiritual power is still as strong as the ocean. The wind rat's low mental power was eroded by the queen ant in an instant, they stopped gnawing, their small eyes turned red, and more than two hundred adult wind rats suddenly drilled out of the narrow hole, shooting away like lightning towards the lake.

The small demon bird in the treetops sensed the unusual situation here and flew away.

Bloodfeather's scouts soon noticed something unusual on this side.

"There's an unidentified tide of beasts coming this way. Look at the size of the group of small monsters. ”

"Prepare for battle. The blood wolf shouted.

As soon as I arrived near the battlefield, I shouted, "You are not allowed to take the bracelet during the battle." ”

The construction of the camp bought the warriors some time to regain their strength, and this time they did not bring any magic weapons with them, only equipped with blacksmiths to create weapons without enchantment. The shield warriors moved forward en masse, forming a metal wall that protected the rest of the warriors behind them. The crazy wind rats rushed wildly, several wind blades flew with the running rats, and the flying wind blades hit the shield wall, a huge wind pressure opened a gap in the wall, and it was difficult for the warriors without qi amplification to use their bodies to resist the power of magic, but they still gritted their teeth and persisted.

The wind blade swarmed like rain, the archer drew his feather arrow, the premise of no way to use magic can only wait for the wind rat to get close to a hundred meters before shooting, every bow sound will have a wind rat is fixed on the ground, but the speed of the wind rat is too fast, the distance of a hundred meters only takes two seconds, the wind blade is still continuing, the shield wall is smashed out of the gap, although the shield warrior desperately wants to block, it is too late, the wind rats break through the protection of the shield wall. Rushed into the crowd.

"Change weapons, melee. The blood wolf drank.

Even the mages, who could not cast their magic, had to pick up the daggers they used to prepare for hand-to-hand combat.

The pace learned from running played a huge role in the rest of the battle, each warrior had to face at least two wind rats besieged, the weight suit gave good protection, the warriors deftly dodged attack after attack, and gradually they found their comrades around them and began to form a group. Good combat qualities guarantee calmness on the battlefield. The chaotic battlefield has emerged with a war zone that is divided into small pieces. In each theater of operations, several fighters are fighting in tandem.

I stand on the edge of the battlefield and the queen ant is ready to save the soldiers who have been wounded and incapacitated on the battlefield. However, I didn't intervene until the end. In less than an hour, the wind rats on the battlefield were swept away, and the soldiers' bodies were also marked with scars.

"Tidy up, these are your lunches. Lunches will run to your plate in this way. I quipped.

The fighters had no strength left, they were lying on the ground panting.