In the morning, a round of red light slowly rose, and under the light of the sun, Mo Xuan finally saw the burned werewolf camp.

The smoke in the camp slowly drifted away, and the smell of barbecued meat filled everyone's taste buds, causing a burst of nausea.

"Jim, how much we've seized. Fighting the discomfort of his stomach twitching, Mandel asked his lieutenant about the situation.

"What are you kidding, where did we get the seizures, they were all burned. Jim lifted his chin and gestured in the direction of the camp.

Looking at the large camp that had been burned to black charcoal, Mandel showed an expression of understanding: "Okay, it seems that my request form is a little difficult to write, but we can have a good night's sleep, and no one is bothering us." Mandel gave a long snort: "Brothers, go back to Nail Castle, we need to get a good night's sleep." ”

"Oh. The soldiers who sat lazily on the ground let out bursts of cheers, having not rested long yesterday at all, and getting up again in the middle of the night to fight, but they were exhausted.

Hearing Mandel's words, Mo Xuan was anxious: "Wait, Mandel, shall we go back like this?"

"So what? Didn't we already win? Besides, there was no loot, and there was this bad smell. Mandel didn't understand why Mo Xuan was preventing him from returning to Nail Castle, and asked, pointing to the messy camp.

"No, that's not what I meant, I mean, in two days the werewolves will send more werewolves to attack Nail Keep, we don't have enough men to protect Nail Keep. Facing Mandel's puzzled eyes, Mo Xuan pointed to the soldier sitting on the ground.

What should I do?" Mandel had a look of embarrassment on his face, but he thought for a moment: "Mo Xuan, I know you must have a way, you are a magician who is smarter than me, what do you say?"

Who said that a muscular mind is simple, this guy is very smart. However, this is also more in line with Mo Xuan's heart: "You see, we drove all the werewolf soldiers to the southwest last night, and the werewolves who attacked Arrow Stone Fort will not get this news, we can go and sneak attack the werewolf camp, isn't this the purpose of the establishment of Sharp Nail Fort?"

"Why don't you sneak up on the werewolves besieging Fort Bullhorn and Fort Sword. Looking at the soldiers around him, Mandel showed a look of embarrassment, only these few soldiers, going to sneak attack the werewolf camp of nearly 100,000 people, isn't this looking for death?

"Even if we kill all the werewolves besieging these two castles, we can't solve the current situation, we have few people, and the werewolf army camp can drive us back to the castle as long as they send some more werewolves. Mo Xuan explained in detail why he did this.

But if he is such a person, Mo Xuan will not still attack with fire, right?" Mandel immediately became anxious: "Then what are we going to do, or fire attack?" The large camp of the werewolf army is not as good as this small military camp, the protection is very tight, and there is a shield, even if we throw the grease in, your magic will not be able to fly in, otherwise how can the grease be attacked?"

"Of course it's a fire attack, but we're not going to be like tonight, I have a new way, we just have to ······ like this. Mo Xuan pulled Mandel's tall body and whispered in a low voice.

"Okay, okay, that's it. Mandel had an excited smile on his face.

In the werewolf camp in front of Arrowstone Castle that day, the werewolf sentry who was guarding the rear of the camp always felt that something was wrong, it seemed that the grass that could be seen was no longer green, and the leaves were glowing with yellow eyes, as if autumn was coming, but it was not a big deal, maybe the sun's rays were too hot.

"Damn the sun, damn humans. The werewolf sentry cursed dissatisfiedly, and his mouth was dry, and he untied a water bag from his waist and drank with pleasure.

"Give me some, don't finish it. The werewolf sentry next to him also had an itchy throat when he saw it, but patted his dried water bag with a look of envy. "I can't help it. The burning heat on his body forced him to ask his companion for a water bag.

"What about yours?"

"It's over. ”

"Here's for you, but I'll share some of your loot. ”

"This... All right. ”

The west fell, and the whole sky was blazing red under the afterglow of the sun, and the werewolf sentry looked up but was dazzled by the dazzling sunlight and quickly lowered his head again.

In the big tent of the werewolf army, dozens of werewolves are gathering together.

"When the sun goes down, we'll call it in!" said a werewolf with silver hair, dressed in ornate armor, and with a giant silver wolf lying next to him, "Another day has passed, and nothing has progressed. He said with a look of resentment on his face.

"Prince Abigai, we had this in mind when we attacked the humans. Abigay looked down on the left, a werewolf with the same silver hair, some old age, and strange ornaments on his body persuaded.

"Well, I know Uncle Bivis, but my brother has gone to attack the tribe of cattle and sheep, and he should have a great harvest now. Abigai sighed and patted the giant wolf beside him, and the giant wolf rubbed the huge wolf's head on his body, looking at Abigai in puzzlement.

"Prince Abigai, I ······. Bivis raised his hand to say something, but looked at Abigai and sighed and stopped talking.

"Listen, I want to take this city as soon as possible, if you have any good ideas, then speak up quickly, if it succeeds, I will ask my father for credit, allow your tribe not to have to make offerings, and allow your tribe to have affiliated tribes. After saying that, Prince Abigai walked out of the tent with the silver wolf beside him, leaving only a bunch of werewolves with green eyes and drooling, but their faces were full of bitterness. If the human castle is so easy to build, then the human race will not have the ability to gain a foothold in this world.

In Arrowstone Castle, Potlime looks at Afterglow with excitement on his face.

"Are you all ready?" said Potlem, standing in front of a group of giant eagles, to the knights on the giant eagles, and although Potlem's hair was gray and he was already showing the color of aging, no one could despise the old man who still straightened his back and showed a murderous aura.

"Alright. The hundreds of Eagle Knights replied in unison, and the loud noise made their companions a little uneasy, and they had to make some effort to hold the Eagle back before they could stop their restlessness.

"I repeat, your task is to wait until the fire in the West burns, throw these bottles and cans of fire oil to the west of the werewolf camp and the big camp, don't get entangled with the werewolf giant bats, and then take some fire oil and continue to put it when you come back, understand?"

"Understood. An earth-shattering roar rang out, as if it were their determination.

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