The death of the Clay boy seemed to wake up his countrymen. They fought to the death here, but everything they got belonged to their chief. After the Clan moved westward, the life of the Klee herdsmen became extremely difficult, otherwise how could the area of the Jinghu camp, which can only accommodate 200,000 people, accommodate 450,000 soldiers and nearly 200,000 ordinary herdsmen?

If the battle goes well, these herders will fight bravely, after all, they have to live, their families have to live, winning the battle can make their families live better, if they die in the battle, the family can get a generous pension, these are just enough for the cattle and sheep to get their families through the next cold winter.

However, now that the rear homes of these Klee people are under attack by the enemy, looking at the black smoke that is enough to cover half of the sky, I am afraid that their families have already died in the sea of fire, right? If there are no family members, then what are the purpose of these Klee warriors to continue fighting? If it weren't for the harsh criminal law of Chief Abdul, perhaps the entire Klee army would have collapsed by now. Even so, the Clay warriors stopped charging at the expeditionary camp, staring blankly around, not knowing what to do.

Chief Abdul soon learned the accurate news of the attack on the Mirror Lake camp, he pulled out the scimitar decorated with countless gems at his waist, slashed down the subordinates around him who persuaded him to return to the army immediately, and then viciously pointed the blood-stained scimitar at his front, which was also the direction of the Imperial Capital Expeditionary Force camp.

"Pass my order! Capture the enemy's camp today, and kill anyone who does not flinch! Kill anyone who is slow to move! Kill anyone who spreads rumors!" Chief Abdul issued a military order without hesitation: "Kairim, you lead the White Frost Legion to personally supervise the battle! If you can't break through the enemy camp after one hour, then the whole army will be killed!"

After seeing the hideous face of Chief Abdul, everyone present was silent, and Kairim shouted and pulled out his scimitar, his wrist moving slightly, the sharp blade had already cut his fingers. Kairim smeared his bloody fingers on his face, and the blood immediately stained his cheeks, and when he was done, Kairim replied loudly, "Yes!"

When the heralds of Kairim's blood oath to carry out Chief Abdul's orders were relayed, all the Klee warriors were shocked, and under the deterrence of Chief Abdul's cruel penal law, these Klee warriors knew that they had no way back, and their only choice was to move forward desperately.

The thick horn sounded again, and the order to attack soon reached the ears of all the Clay warriors, and then there was an eerie silence throughout the battlefield, and even the sound of a drop of sweat falling on the turf was clearly audible. "Hiss~~~" The war horse under the crotch of a Clay warrior suddenly neighed, and then countless scimitars were raised high, and hundreds of thousands of war horses neighed together, this sound shook the heavens and the earth, and even the clear sky became dark at this moment, and the fiery sun seemed to be afraid of the murderous aura of hundreds of thousands of Clay warriors on the earth, and quietly hid between the clouds.

"Kill!" a Clay captain roared angrily, and his horse rushed to the camp of the expeditionary force, and under the leadership of this Clay captain, more Clay warriors followed, galloping on horseback. A Klay cavalry phalanx moved, and soon led more cavalry phalanxes forward, these Clay cavalry were able to maintain a neat formation at first, but soon after galloping their horses, they naturally became loose formations, as if they were grazing cattle and sheep and shooting prey on weekdays.

At this time, the most pressure was on the soldiers of the Jonas Legion, who were in charge of guarding the front of the camp, after all, they only had 15,000 men, but in the face of more than 300,000 cavalry charging at full speed, even the most brave warriors would feel terrified.

Fortunately, after seeing the billowing black smoke rising from the rear of the Clays, Jonas knew that Ryan had succeeded, so he no longer deployed everywhere, but quickly mobilized the troops of other sides, and placed all 30,000 soldiers on the west side of the camp, that is, in the direction of the Clay cavalry.

The 10,000 phalanx infantry lined up in 4 rows and were close together, and behind them, Colin and Thomas, a total of 20,000 marksmen, Colin and Thomas, who were usually laughing and scolding, had no relaxed expression at all, they roared with all their might, and ordered their subordinates to shoot arrows in their hands as quickly as possible.

20,000 archers in a team of 2,500 people, lined up in 8 columns, their shooters shrouded such a huge area of 1,000 meters to 300 meters, they don't have to worry about the problem of arrows, because behind them there are 10,000 logistics soldiers desperately carrying bundles of arrows, these war machines from the imperial capital have been fully operational, the only thing they think of, the only thing they are doing is shooting, shooting, shooting.

The dense rain of arrows roared away, harvesting the lives of the Clay warriors who rushed wildly, but there were too many Clay warriors charging wildly, and the 20,000 archers could not form a death channel in front of them when they shot at full speed, and there were still a large number of Clay warriors rushing into an area less than 300 meters from the expeditionary force camp, which meant that the hand-to-hand combat was about to begin.

"All raise their spears, ready to collide!" Jonas was already on the front line to personally command, he stood in the third row of the phalanx with a spear in his hand, Jonas's spear was specially made, the tip of the spear was vermilion, quite eye-catching, in a sense, this was also a banner for directing the army on the battlefield.

"200 meters!"

"150 meters!"

"100 meters!"

"80 meters!"

Although he has experienced a series of battles such as Thor Fortress and the Imperial Capital Defense, he can be regarded as experienced, but when Jonas faced the boundless Clay cavalry charge, his heart still inevitably beat faster, but the voice of Jonas commanding was quite steady, and no one knew that in fact, the current Jonas Legion Commander was already a little numb.

"Attention all, there are still 50 meters left!" Jonas clenched the weapon in his hand and loudly reminded his subordinates to concentrate, in the endless savannah, the only way for the infantry to compete with the cavalry is to form a tight phalanx, and any other means are useless, so what Jonas has to do now is to maintain his formation as much as possible and block the impact of the Clay cavalry.

Four rows of phalanx infantry, the first row of sword and shield warriors holding shields aloft, they pressed against the tower shield in their hands to avoid being knocked away by the enemy's galloping horses. The second to fourth rows were spearmen, who stretched out their spears diagonally, forming a curtain of guns.

Such a phalanx can block the onslaught of the orcs with only a wooden fence when it is in Thor's Fortress, not to mention that the warriors who form the phalanx are strictly selected and trained, and the combat effectiveness is not much stronger than Jonas's improvised patchwork troops, so Jonas is confident that he can block the charge of the Clay clan.

The sharp spear blade shone with a dazzling cold light in the sunlight, although the war horses under the crotch of the Clay warriors did not know what they were facing, but based on the instinct of the animals, they were still afraid, and did not dare to force the gun array, and many of the war horses would rather disobey the master's orders to stop, and the result of suddenly stopping in the wild run was either to lose their balance, roll directly and fall to the ground, or to be chased by their companions behind them, and hacked to death.

More Clay herdsmen closed their eyes, stepped on the stirrups with their feet and stabbed them into the lower abdomen of the horses, causing the sharp pain to stimulate the horses to frantically crash into the guns of the expeditionary force. Even the weight of several hundred kilograms of people and horses galloped forward, and the impact force was naturally extraordinary, and the sword and shield warriors in the first row couldn't resist such an impact at all, and suddenly their bodies fell backwards and hit their companions behind them, and the neat phalanx also concave a large piece in an instant.

Fortunately, the soldiers of these Jonas legions were the best soldiers of the imperial capital, although they were knocked back, but they quickly regained their strength, and the spear formation composed of three rows of spears also officially showed their own power, and all the Clay cavalry who crashed into the formation were pierced with men and horses.

More Clay cavalry rushed up again, all they could do was ram the Jonas Legion's defenses, and then let the sharp spears take their lives, their bodies sliding limply to the ground, their blood staining the ground beneath them.

"Resist, resist, force, force!" Jonas only felt that his throat was hoarse, but he still shouted as hard as he could, not only to give orders, but also to fiercely motivate his subordinates. The earth kept shaking, and countless Clay cavalry came like Hai Lang, they clamoured and shouted, and slammed into the phalanx of Jonas's legion, letting out a roar of collapse and earth, but when Hai Lang retreated, the reef-like Jonas infantry phalanx did not move.

The Clay cavalry, who were threatened by the overseers behind them, had no way to retreat, and their only choice was to charge, or die, or rush out of the camp of the expeditionary force, and all the Jonas legion had to do was to hold on, and the 30,000 soldiers held back an enemy ten times their size, and did not take a step back.

Just when everyone's attention was focused on this small phalanx, a loud cry shattered Hai Lang's roar: "Honor is my life!"

"Glory!" the 5,000 Holy Knights shouted in unison as their commander shouted in unison, 5,000 war spears made of gold were raised high, and dense steel forests suddenly appeared in the flat ground. While Jonas was holding on, Orlando had already rushed out of the flank of the camp with the Royal Knights in full clothing, and they even had plenty of time to adjust their formation.