"People of the Wag Clan, Great Lord, how can you have a conflict with this clan?"

The horde army pressed the border, and on the protective wall of the town, the chief Tucker asked the lord of Kislev beside him worriedly.

"Is the Wag Clan strong?"

However, Rhodes knew nothing about the clan. It's not that they don't know at all, but there are too many clans on the Norska Peninsula, and there may be hundreds of large and small clans combined, and no one can remember the name of each clan and their leader. As for the Wag clan in Tucker's mouth, Rhodes had no impression.

"One of the three most powerful clans in the Outback. Skilled at taming all kinds of beasts, including ancient behemoths......"

Tucker replied with a somber expression.

"Archers and spearmen in position!"

With that, the chief shouted at the clan warriors on the parapet. At the same time, the Imperial Rick Janissaries and the warriors from Blackhammer Castle have also entered a state of combat alert. They saw a large wave of figures on the horizon, and something much larger than the figure......

There was a strange air flow in the air, which made people feel uneasy and frightened.

"Putting the elderly, children and women all in the basement is no ordinary attack!"

Through Eagle Eye, Rhodes sees the whole picture of this army. Although there were only two or three thousand men, there was a mammoth war elephant in the ranks of the marauders...... This kind of behemoth is usually equipped with one for a legion of 10,000 people, or only one for a legion of 20,000 people. However, there were mammoth war elephants in this army of two or three thousand people, and Rhodes only felt that the problem was very serious, and he could not figure it out for a while.

"Our trap can't stop this beast, gather all the spearmen!"

Rod commanded loudly. But before he could finish speaking, Chief Tucker had already galloped away and personally led the spear hunters. For the people who live on this continent, they know better than Rhodes how to deal with these behemoths.

Heavy footsteps trembled, and the savage Norscar raiders leaned directly against the war elephant and rushed towards the town's parapet.

"Run!"

The fortifications that were thought to be able to be held are now vulnerable to the Norscan behemoths. Rhodes knew that the civil parapet could not withstand the impact of the mammoth giant elephant, so he had to temporarily order everyone to remove the parapet. Get ready for close-quarters.

Arrows flew sporadically, feathered arrows from the towers on either side. But nothing else but to hit a few sprinting barbarians.

The massive beast crashed through the parapet in an instant. With the cacophony of cracking walls, the fortifications that had been painstakingly constructed by Kislev's soldiers crumbled in an instant.

The beast smashed through the parapet, and the sky was filled with dust.

Suddenly, thousands of Norsca warriors rushed out from behind the dust, and with the neighing of mammoth war elephants, the town guards in the front row were instantly swept away, hitting the walls of houses in the distance, splashing scarlet blood.

The scene in front of him reminded Rhodes of the Battle of the Snow Fields that year. At that time, 3,000 Kislev soldiers against more than 10,000 Norscan infantry. On the snowy field, the roar of the giant elephant and the battle cry of the barbarian soldiers shook the sky. It's just that at that time, the Northern Coalition Army had a repeating artillery, and now, the small village of Dragonbone Harbor does not have such precision artillery.

"Disperse!"

Rhodes shouted.

The warriors of the Hague clan fought and retreated. However, at the critical moment, a sharp feather arrow was sent out from behind Rhodes and flew towards the barbarian warrior in the rage. It was the arrow of the wood elf! On the roof of the house not far away, Aryria kept stretching her bow and arrows, and feathered arrows came from between the elves' fingers, and the real arrows were not missing. In less than three seconds, three Norsca warriors had been brought down in a row.

"Courage and glory!"

Immediately afterward, Rick's guards slashed at the Norscan infantry as they rushed in.

Rushing to the barbarians with these Imperial cans, as well as Bogur and the dwarves who don't want to die.

Ursok the White Bear roared and charged at the mammoth elephants and the advancing Norscan infantry.

On the other side, the Hague Clan chief Tucker led a team of hunters and galloped over. In the small gap in the parapet, the three forces flanked the Norsca warbands that rushed into the town.

The mammoth elephant was incredibly powerful, and the riders who rode it were equally experienced, and despite the resistance of the archers and hunters' spears, the mammoth rushed to the densest of crowds......

However, just moments before the giant elephant crashed into the crowd, the white bear Usok rushed forward and bit the mammoth war elephant's thigh. It was enough to bite a human bone with a blow that drove war elephants crazy. The beast roared, and instead of listening to the rider's call, turned on the "small" enemy. However, the White Bear's agility surpasses that of all other members of its kind. Before the trunk flicked at him, Usok nimbly dodged.

Just as the mammoth elephant was furious, another "villain" rushed forward, and the dwarven butcher Bogul, wielding a rune battle axe, jumped at the elephant's hind legs.

This blow tore open the flesh and skin, and the hind legs of the mammoth war elephant were immediately stained red with blood.

The pain drove the elephant mad, and it shook off the tribal beast tamer on its back and ran frantically towards the two "little things", trying to trample them to death with its own weight. But, like Ussok, Bogur nimbly dodged, the butcher rolled to avoid the trampling, the mammoth war elephant stomped on a pile of corpses, crushing the corpses, the flattened corpses with bloody flesh and shattered entrails...... However, the butcher remained intact.

Meanwhile, Rick's Guard, led by Captain Warik, formed a strong line with Celta's Norsca team, holding off the incoming Horde Marauders.

Just when Rhodes thought that the balance of battle was tilting towards the side of the Kislev Empire's coalition forces, there was a sudden and startling roar above the clouds......

It was loud like never before, louder than a thunderstorm, and it shook the entire sky.

An ominous premonition rose in Rod's heart, and the same grimace was Aryria, the female elf standing on the roof.

"Dragon!"

"Ice Dragon!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

And Rhodes also saw clearly, it was indeed an ice dragon. This was the first time Rhodes had seen a dragon. It wasn't supposed to be a dragon, but it was suffocatingly large, larger than a mammoth elephant when its wings were spread. The point is, it's still in the air!

"Hidden!"

Before he had time to exclaim, Rod subconsciously shouted.

In the next second, the Frost Dragon descended from the sky and swooped towards the town.

Huge dragon wings grazed the air with a deafening loud sound like a wave, deeply shocking everyone on land.

Those who were timid were directly paralyzed by fright, trembling all over.

Woo......

There was a loud noise, and I saw a brilliant blue light appear in the belly of the frost dragon overhead, and the frost breathed?Rhodes' eyes widened......