When a large number of mercenaries were killed, the Makuras plunged into the blood-red water again, with only huge ripples and halos representing their former existence.

The surface of the river was as if it had been smashed by a demon meat grinder from the era of the Great War of Gods and Demons, and the blood changed the color of the ice floating on the river. The rest of the mercenaries are fortunate that the Makura warriors have already dismissed them, and their next target is the lightly armed human knights and orc wolf knights.

Fighting the Aqua in the water, and with the strongest Makula powerhouse in the water, anyone can imagine what the outcome of this battle will be. In the battle of the Death Steps, the mercenaries were able to fight back, and now they were deprived of the right to fight back.

It's a battle without any suspense, and the red river is littered with the corpses of wolf riders and human knights. And Count Bingsing's expression at this time looked like a cramp, and like a stroke.

The head of Manhaman suddenly grew much older, and knelt on the riverbank. Looking painfully at the screams that sounded from time to time in the river, the nails pinched between his fingers had already coughed up blood in his palms.

"It's a Makura warrior! It's Makura! When will the Night Elves be able to drive Makura to fight for them? The two human archmages muttered.

The arrogant Night Elves never drove Makula who were not of a race other than the Night Elf Alliance to fight for themselves, and it was impossible for anyone to expect to be able to meet a Makula warrior in the Flying Hair River. Count Bing Song tore at his meticulous hair, trembling all over.

The beautiful night elf sacrifice is on the opposite bank, but this flying hair river is already impassable. This battle is basically a foregone conclusion, they will not be able to cross the river, and now it will be up to them to see how small the losses can be.

The human knights and wolf knights who swam lightly in the water had already accelerated forward due to their position being delayed, and seeing that the situation was not good, they were very shrewd, and they scattered in all directions, and a clear halo of water quickly approached them, although the screams were continuous, but they were finally much better than the mercenaries who were huddled together after falling into the water from the simple wooden boat.

There were more than 700 knights in total, and more than 200 people disappeared forever in the deep river on this death escape road at a distance of several hundred meters from the river. The seemingly clumsy and heavy body of the Makura warrior is underwater and agile, allowing all mercenaries to remember this nightmare for the rest of their lives.

After experiencing the wandering of life and death, the human knights and orc wolf knights finally stepped on the tidal flats, and many people couldn't stand this strong mental stimulation. Desperately cleaving his throat and vomiting.

Is land safe? The Makulas rushed ashore with a playful look on their faces, and slaughtered into the ranks of the knights who had just thought that they had no strength for the rest of their lives. This gang of Macura is still a desperate charge without any formation, they are two meters and five meters tall, much taller than any knight, the huge scissors cut through the bodies of the two war horses easily, the knights and wolf knights who were huddled together have just eased up, they can't adapt to this huge contrast at all, they are far away and run away, and those who are close to see the big scissors cut over, the neck and head are peeled off, a blood line.

In just one wave of charges, the mudflats were opened by the shears of the Makula warriors to open a death passage made of flesh and blood fragments, a baptism back and forth, and hundreds of poor souls left their lives in this foreign land.

By the time dozens of wolf riders and the enraged Manhaman regimental commander rushed over with his own personal guards, there were only mutilated corpses and blood on the river beach. The Makulas slipped on their feet, and the river was their best place to hide.

Although there were not many followers of the two magicians left, they also rushed over with great chivalry to meet these frightened unlucky ghosts, and they were indeed the followers of the magicians, and several powerful Terran warriors were shining with different colors of fighting energy, but unfortunately the fighting spirit could not let them go into the water, so they could only hold their eyes.

Looking at the vast river, a large group of people were powerless, except for a few archers who shot indiscriminately with arrows to vent their anger, the rest of the people could only use saliva as a weapon to express their indignation, and after waiting for a long time and no movement, they could only turn around and go ashore stupidly.

The sound of a splash of water came, and the warriors of Makula showed their heads, and all the warriors were just shaken and ready for a big battle, when a white flower of shears smashed into this group of fierce and dazzling warriors.

More than two dozen spears weighing 100 catties flew out and smashed out under the tremendous force of the Makulas' usual training, which had reached five tons of strength.

Between the lightning and light, the gorgeous fighting spirit and light were collectively thrown down on the beach by this group of sudden flying spears together with their masters, not only that, but the place where the flying spears flew, extending backwards was a neatly cut blood road, one by one the war horses were pierced by the huge flying spears, the blood in the air was scattered in all directions, and the water and grass by the river "lala" trembled their waists in the rain. The unfailing flying spear finally plunged deep into the ground with a large string of "meat balls", and the earth shook.

The Makulas quickly disappeared into the river as if they had never existed. The two magicians barely fainted in the distance.

These guys are going to kill even the last of the Queen's Forces! This gang actually attacked later! The remaining wolf knights and human knights on the tidal flats flipped their horses like mad and fled up the riverbank. Even if they knew that the Makula had no weapons other than their own clips, no one would dare to stand there anymore.

The mercenaries who had fallen into the water from the simple wooden boats were not pursued by the Makula warriors, and finally landed safely, and a dozen hoplites actually walked slowly and slowly from the river like a miracle.

The mercenaries, who had escaped death, gathered around the hoplites, and their murderous expressions appeared on their faces again. The hoplites had just taken off their armor to cross the river, but they didn't expect to be able to get ashore by mistake. Many of the mercenaries had already lost their weapons, and at this time they all drew the daggers in their boots.

The heavy cavalry's iron tower shields were gone, and their armor was gone, but the spears were fastened to their horses with iron hooks, and now they were all held tightly in the hands of the "heavy cavalry" without armor.

"Three hundred! We still have three hundred of them!" A mercenary wearing the insignia of an officer captain roared in ecstasy when he saw his side cross the Flying Hair River.

Looking at the opponent who only had two or three hundred people on the opposite side, and they were all composed of some short jackals, kobolds, human robbers, dwarf spear forest banshees, and weak banshees in the North Yellow Forest, none of the two beauty priests ran, and the mercenaries drooled as they looked at the beautiful priest who was heavily rewarded on the opposite side.

Led by a few squad leaders and officer captains who survived by chance, the mercenaries formed an attack formation with cavalry as the core.

Suddenly, an army appeared from the jungle opposite, standing in front of the dwarf jackals, kobolds and human robbers and the miscellaneous soldiers composed of the dwarf spear forest banshees, the northern yellow forest banshees and other miscellaneous soldiers, more jackals, kobolds and human robbers and dwarf spear forest banshees, northern yellow forest banshees and other racial warriors quickly rushed out of the forest behind. Immediately, new battle formations appeared, and a large number of warriors of the strong race appeared.

In the front row of the battle array, a ragtag knight battle formation composed of twenty huge snow monster mammoths and dozens of terrifying wolves plus three giant terrifying wolves, all of which were wearing golden battle armor. High-ranking snow monster warriors with horns on their heads sit on top of mammoths, each with two terrifying machetes as long as knights' spears. On the Wolf of Terror, there are puppet warriors and tree demon warriors.

Under the leaves on the leading elephant luan, a fierce dragon head dripping with blood was sandwiched between the swords, and the words Flying Leaf Army were embroidered in the ancient language of the Night Elves!

The mercenaries who didn't know the snow monster saw that it was actually a "white jungle walker samurai"! Still a Heavy Knight! There was also the Wolf Knight of Terror, and some of these mercenaries immediately turned their heads and jumped into the cold and turbulent Flying Hair River.