A woman of the Clay tribe looked stupidly at the surface of the Mirror Lake not far away. And beneath her feet was a large pile of changing clothes. Originally, this woman planned to wash her husband's clothes after lunch, but when she walked to the shore of Jinghu Lake with a large pile of clothes, she saw a frosty road suddenly appear on the calm lake.

The woman couldn't understand what was going on, she couldn't understand how the lake, which had been calm just a moment ago, had frozen in an instant. About 20 meters in front of her, a group of children who had just bathed in the lake were almost frozen under the ice, and the only lucky child was lucky enough to save his life because he was not in the coverage of the Frost Road, but he was only ten years old and was completely frightened, so he was stunned to see that his companion who was still playing a water fight with him just now turned into an ice sculpture in an instant.

The crisp sound of horses' hooves resounded across the land, and the woman of the Clay tribe in a daze watched incredulously as a large group of warriors dressed as aliens galloped from the lake, and she remembered what her husband had told her last night, that the Clay tribe was currently fighting against all evil enemies under the leadership of Chief Abdul, and it was obvious that the large cavalry galloping from the lake in front of her was the evil enemy in her husband's mouth.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" the woman immediately turned and ran towards the camp, and less than 50 meters behind her was Ryan and his army of Windswept Marksmen. After hearing the cries of the Clay women, Ryan gave his own orders in a loud voice: "The whole army will attack, drive the Clay people in all directions! Burn all the supplies, kill all the cattle and sheep, and kill the Clay people, men, women, and children, and those who resist stubbornly! Kill those who hold weapons; Kill those who refuse to leave the camp!"

"Kill, kill, kill!" the Windswept Marksmen who followed behind Ryan all drew their swords and shouted in unison. Seeing that their formation was about to rush into the camp of the Clay clan, Roger and Letoz immediately accelerated the speed of their horses, and each of them led his men to overtake Ryan from both sides, preparing to start the fight.

Of course, Ryan understands Roger's thoughts, and this kind of fighting thing naturally doesn't need to be done by himself, so he will leave it to Roger, but Ryan thought about it, and in order to prevent it, he quickly released a "War Horn" magic on horseback to maximize the combat effectiveness of the popular shooters.

Roger lifted the reins of his horse so hard that his horse jumped high and rushed into the Clay camp, several Clay women turned to escape, Roger did not hesitate to wave the weapons in his hand and cut them to the ground. The popular shooter who followed behind Roger saw that the captain had already started to kill, so he naturally no longer hesitated, and brandished his weapons to slash and slash the Clay herdsmen who were running around.

Letoz rushed into the Clay camp from the other direction, he flattened his arm and slashed the blade of his sword over a Clay herdsman, using the force of his horse to cut the herdsman in two, and then Letoz leaned on his horse's back and drove past a fire that was smoking food, while he spotted a torch and reached out to pick it up.

Armed with a torch, Letoz immediately rushed to the densest part of the camp, and with the help of his horsepower threw the torch so hard that it landed on top of a tent, which he immediately set on fire. The popular archers behind Leitoz were not as equestrian as Leitoz, some of them rode and danced their swords to hunt down the fleeing Clay herdsmen, while others simply dismounted and picked up the burning torches and handed them to their companions on horseback.

Roger saw what Lettoz was doing, and immediately did it according to the law, and his luck seemed to be good today, after lighting a dozen tents in a row, Roger actually found the stable of the Clay tribe, and this time the camp of the small half of the Clay tribe suddenly became chaotic, and the frightened war horses trampled indiscriminately, while the wind shooters took advantage of the situation to cover up, and from time to time they shot rockets to ignite more Clay supplies.

"Kill, get these bastards out!" "While the Archer was wreaking havoc, more than 10,000 Clay herdsmen rushed towards Roger with a thousand strange weapons, although most of these herdsmen were women, but they still followed their father and brother to herd and hunt since childhood, and they also knew how to ride horses, shoot arrows, and fight.

Roger's face changed color slightly, his men had spread fire as much as possible to cause a riot, and now there were only about 20 guards gathered around, and it was impossible to fight against tens of thousands of Clay herdsmen, even if they were just some women and children, but what they held in their hands were bows and arrows, guillotines, short swords, and horse sheaths that could kill people......

"Boom!" a loud bang dispelled Roger's worries, and about 50 meters in front of him, a ball of flames rolled up, and the stumps and severed arms of countless Clay herdsmen flew in all directions, followed by another fireball roaring over, blowing up hundreds of people again, and those flying flames fell on the tent and immediately ignited a raging fire.

This level of casualties did not stop the Clay herdsmen who were besieging their homeland, many of whom had seen that it was a young magician who had caused what had just happened, and drew their bows and arrows to shoot at Ryan. Roger was startled, he just wanted to rush over desperately to protect Ryan, but Ryan spoke: "Gather everyone together and kill and injure the enemy with all your might!"

Roger was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a ring of fire ignite beside Ryan, and the arrows fired by the Clay herdsmen immediately turned to ashes as soon as they touched the ring of fire. This scene in front of him immediately made Roger realize that he didn't know magic himself, so many things would be difficult to deal with, but for a magician, it was too simple to set a camp on fire.

Roger immediately agreed loudly, and he immediately began to command his subordinates to gather the army, and then concentrate on attacking the Clay herdsmen who were ready to gather together to fight back. Soon, more than 1,500 Trendy Shooters gathered around Roger, and the impact of so many people could easily crush the Clay crowd who tried to resist, so the Windswept Marksman's results began to expand.

Of course, Roger, the other main reason why they can go so smoothly is Ryan's support, as long as there is a large group of Clay herdsmen trying to gather to resist, Ryan will not hesitate to throw a fireball over, and then set fire in the camp to build piles of fire walls, or summon fire elemental giants in places where there are no wind shooters. Under Ryan's various magical methods, the herdsmen of the Clay tribe were unable to organize any effective counterattack, and when these herdsmen knew that the enemy who was coming was not something they could contend with, the entire Clay camp suffered a large-scale rout.

Roger and the others are still trying their best to drive away those Clay herdsmen, and in strict accordance with Ryan's orders, any herdsmen who are not defeated or armed with weapons, regardless of gender and age, will be ruthlessly slaughtered, at this moment, Roger They will no longer have any psychological burden, because if it wasn't for Ryan's magic at the beginning, maybe the counterattack of the Clay herdsmen would have killed a large number of popular shooters, obviously now they have understood the meaning of Ryan's words before the battle.

In this battle of tracking and slaughter, the Windrun Archers quickly mastered many techniques, they dispersed the Clay herdsmen as much as possible, and then controlled the speed of the horses to let these scattered Clay herdsmen attack their own tents or compatriots, so that basically did not require the Windrun Archers to spend too much strength, so that the Clay herdsmen trampled on each other in the rout, and all the Windrun Archers had to do was to fire arrows from time to time to increase the enemy's sense of panic.

"Whew!" another pile of magma erupted from the ground, and the billowing flames slowly combined to form a new fire elemental giant. The fire elemental giant looked around blankly, not understanding why it suddenly appeared from the space it was in, but soon it received an order from the summoner Ryan and began to attack the surrounding tents non-stop.

The surface of the Fire Elemental Giant's body burned with raging fire, and for other creatures, such a non-stop burning would definitely kill them, but for the Fire Elemental Giant, the more fierce this flame, the stronger the Fire Elemental Giant's power became. For the camp of the Clay people, it was the beginning of a nightmare, because wherever the fire elemental giants walked, any materials that could be burned would be ignited by the flames on the fire elementals, and then the fire would continue to expand until all the materials that could be burned were burned.

No one will come over to fight the fire desperately, because Ryan has used countless walls of fire to divide the camp of the Clay tribe, and a large number of Clay herdsmen are driven by the wind archer to escape outside the camp, so Ryan can summon the fire element giants to destroy, even if there are a few lone Clay people, they will be caught by the fire element giants or held in their arms, and the fate of those Clay herdsmen is to turn into char in an instant.

When most of the Clay camp was drowned in billowing smoke, the main force of the Clay tribe, which was storming the Imperial Capital Expeditionary Force, also noticed the abnormal situation behind them. It had been four full hours since Sheikh Abdul launched his first attack, but the main force of the Klay tribe could not set foot in the expeditionary force camp despite nearly 80,000 casualties.

The original wave after wave of attacks of the Clay tribe quickly slowed down, and many Clay warriors looked blankly at the camp of the expeditionary force that was still standing in front of them, at the corpses of their compatriots everywhere, and at the black smoke that covered half of the sky behind them, not knowing what to do.

A 14-year-old Clay herdsman suddenly screamed, turned his horse's head and ran back, and all he got was the ruthless military law of the overseers behind him, but until the boy fell to the ground covered in blood, he still slowly crawled in the direction of his homeland, shouting "Mommy, Mommy!"