Aham had not finished shouting. His horse let out a scream and fell into the trap next to the large horse, and Aham himself pounced on it, looking at the sharp wooden pillars erected under the trap, and before a thought could flash through his head, he stuck directly on it.

At least a hundred of them had the same fate as Aham, and all of the Klee warriors who had bravely charged at the front had fallen into the traps dug by the expeditionary army, and when they and their beloved horses were pierced by wooden thorns the thickness of their arms, they died without even making a sound.

"Bell, bell, bell!" The bell rang loudly and crisply in the camp of the expeditionary force, and the soldiers of the Jonas Legion of the brigade quickly rushed out of their previous stealth and quickly ran in the direction of the Clay attack, the 3,000 Clay warriors were still about 2,500 after passing through the first line of defense of the expeditionary force, but they were greeted by the soldiers of the Jonas Legion in a neat phalanx.

The phalanx was originally a means to deal with the cavalry, and now the cavalry of the Clay tribe has become quite chaotic after passing through the rejection of horses and traps, while the phalanx infantry of the Jonas Legion is fully armed to meet the enemy, and the final outcome of such a battle is already known without fighting.

Despite this, none of the Clay warriors retreated, and in the face of the dense array of sharp spears, they still ran into them without fear, and even the men and horses were stabbed with dozens of wounds, and the only thing these Clay warriors could do was to throw the torches in their hands and light as many tents as possible.

When the 3,000 Clay cavalry who launched the first attack were all wiped out, there were only a dozen people on the Jonas Legion's side who were slightly injured by the direct collision of the horses, and dozens of tents were set on fire, but the entire expeditionary force had already dealt with it when it was encamped, and it did not cause much trouble to the expeditionary force.

Saimir, the commander of the Clay clan, rode on his horse, and he calmly watched as the dotted torches in front of him crashed into the camp of the Imperial Capital Expeditionary Force, just like the sea Lang hitting a reef, the seemingly mighty giant Lang was shattered by the reef, and finally disappeared into the boundless darkness.

Semir waved his hand expressionlessly, signaling to the herald who had been waiting beside him for a long time to deliver his second order. Since the whereabouts of the Clay tribe had been exposed, the herald rode his horses towards the destination without any worries, and soon, the 5,000 Clay warriors who had received the order raised their longbows diagonally towards the camp of the expeditionary force under their command.

Sergei, the commander of the infantry of the Jonas Legion, looked at the corpses and blood at his feet with a contemptuous expression, in his opinion, this group of light cavalry who were not even fully armored in leather actually dared to attack their phalanx head-on, it was really no different from sending them to death, if it were not for the betrayal of the traitors that led to the fall of Thor's Fortress, then this group of Clay people would not have posed any threat to the convoy that had returned to the imperial capital after all their hard work.

There was a strange whistling sound in the sky suddenly, and a slight expression of surprise appeared on Sergei's face, because he didn't know how many times he had heard this kind of sound, but in the past, only his enemies would have this kind of experience in the face of arrow rain, and he didn't expect to feel it himself tonight.

Sergei shouted loudly: "Raise your shield! Remember, your companions are by your side, they need your protection!"

After receiving Sergei's order, the sword and shield warriors who formed the phalanx immediately raised the shields in their hands, because they all adopted a dense formation, so when the thick shields were raised one by one, a solid shield wall suddenly appeared above the entire phalanx.

The feeling of ten thousand arrows firing at one end does seem very comfortable, but if you are next to the target and hear the strange sound composed of countless sharp whistling sounds, you will definitely have the idea of collapsing immediately, but the Jonas Legion, as the most elite legion in the imperial capital, the phalanx infantry to which it belongs will naturally experience this kind of training, so these soldiers have not collapsed, they still strictly abide by the battlefield discipline, each of them does their own thing, and protects themselves and their teammates closely." Ding, Ding! Ding!Ding......" The sharp arrows kept hitting the thick metal tower shield, making a crisp sound like when the rain hit the eaves, and the warriors who raised the tower shield in the phalanx pressed against the shield in their hands, and withstood the impact of the arrow rain with all their might, although this situation seemed dangerous, but in front of the tight shield wall, the arrow rain sent out by the Clay tribe did not pose any threat to the warriors of the Jonas Legion.

Ryan and Orlando stood side by side on the dirt lookout, they were still nearly 80 meters away from the forefront of the position, and the cavalry charge of the Clay tribe naturally could not threaten the two of them, but now that ten thousand arrows were fired, there would naturally be many feathered arrows flying towards the lookout.

Orlando's entourage are all holy knights, they don't need Orlando's orders, each of them pulls out their weapons to dial these flying feather arrows, Orlando is naturally not afraid of this level of attack, even if this feather arrow hits him directly, it can't hurt Orlando at all, but Ryan directly laid an invisible wall around himself and Orlando, as long as the feather arrow shot by any Clay archer shoots a meter to Ryan and Orlando, it will turn into ashes in an instant, but by Ryan's side, there is no trace of fire at all。

Orlando looked at Ryan with a slightly surprised expression, with his strength, he naturally knew that if Ryan wanted to do this, in addition to manipulating his magic power freely, he also had to lock on those aimless flying arrows in advance, estimate the direction in which it might fly, and then release the power of fire, and this power of fire was also calculated just right, just enough to burn the feather arrow without leaving any remnants.

Any magus can place defensive magic similar to a wall of fire around him to defend against this relatively dense rain of arrows, if Ryan does this, then Orlando will not have any surprised expression, but now Ryan's actions have let Orlando know that this magic apprentice who was only a little good 6 years ago has now developed new skills for the power he has.

Yes, the biggest difference between any legendary powerhouse and non-legendary powerhouses is that they have comprehended the essence of power and control skills after arduous training and severe tests, and it is obvious that the youngest magus can now faintly see the beautiful scenery from the top of the mountain.