For those ordinary soldiers, their group of top-level legendary powerhouses who stood at the pinnacle of the world and had already stepped into the demigod realm with one foot was too destructive.

If Yamen Khan hadn't taken the initiative to force these five Lethman witch councilors out of Lake Assen just now, the huge waves they had rolled up, not to mention these improvised suggested tools for crossing the lake, would be easily overturned and smashed even by those elaborate flat-bottomed boats.

Lake Assen is not a small lake, strictly speaking, it is the largest inland lake in Faerun.

Although the Steam Lake and the Dragon Lake are far above it, they are both connected to the sea, and they should belong to the sea like the Moon Sea.

The shape of Asen Lake is like a boomerang, the two ends are thin, the middle is thick, the water area is more than 600 kilometers from north to south, the widest place from east to west is as much as 100 kilometers, the narrowest place is also more than 50 kilometers, and the deepest place is more than 100 meters.

The place where the Tucans attacked was not the narrowest part of Lake Asen, and it was either still in the hands of the Lesserman kingdom, or it was not suitable for large-scale launching or large-scale landing.

The widest water area was also not chosen, but along the gray-white forest, which was neither wide nor narrow.

Because they used improvised tools to cross the lake, they were made by cutting down trees from this ancient and sacred forest.

It wasn't until the Tukan people sent a rush to the center of Lake Asen that the Lesserman Kingdom counterattacked, and countless small witch boats, which could only carry three or four people, appeared on the lake out of thin air like ghosts.

There were only a few of them, just over two hundred, and they were like sharp arrows out of their chests, rushing towards the army of Tucan slaves who had nearly 5,000 vehicles to cross the lake.

It's like a mantis arm as a car.

The Tucan slave soldiers obviously thought the same way, screaming excitedly, rowing desperately on their rafts and boats, and rushing up.

The difference in strength between the two sides is too great.

Even if they used to ram, they would be able to knock over these 200 boats.

The first to react to the Tucan army were the Toucan Eagle Knights, and their three-five team flew over to these witches' boats, but before anyone arrived, the whistling arrows arrived first, and the arrows did not leave the vital point of those boat-wielding witches.

All the personnel on the witch's boat turned a blind eye to these ranged attacks.

Most of them missed directly, and even if a small part of them hit the witch's boat, they were blocked by an invisible magical barrier and bounced away.

These boats are called witch boats because they are not ordinary boats, but witches' magic tools, and all the people on them are witches and their apprentices.

Each boat is made up of four witches, one to steer the ship to navigate, one to protect, and two to attack.

These witch boats were incredibly fast, and although they couldn't completely shake off those Tucan Eagle Knights, most of the magic they threw down from the air missed, and only a small part hit, and for a while, there was no way to shatter the protective shield supported by the Letheman Witch, who specialized in protection spells.

Of course, the Knights of the Tucan Eagle are not all archers who are good at archery, but also a large number of shamans.

Because the previous sorties were all aerial battles, those Tucan Eagle Knights who specialized in bows and arrows were better at this, so they were more famous, and when it came to air-to-ground, it was still those spellcasters with large-scale group kill spells who had the advantage.

The bombardment of the witch's boat by these Tucan Eagle wizards did not last a few rounds before an overwhelming number of birds came over and began to harass and besiege them.

These birds range from vegetarian birds such as geese and swans to birds of prey such as forest eagles and owls, as well as ferocious species such as ferocious forest eagles and ferocious owls.

The greatest threat to the Toucan Eagle Knights are the Lesserman Witches who are among the birds, who can revert to their archetypes at any time, perform a vicious backstab or magic attack on their enemies, and then flee as birds again.

With the use of a large number of confusion control magic, not to mention the birds, even those soldiers, from time to time someone will betray the opposing camp and fight against their allies or masters.

The air is full of these birds catching and chasing, and it will be difficult to tell the winner for a while.

Tucan's air force could no longer provide magical support to the lake-crossing forces, which was what the Lesserman Kingdom was all about.

Two hundred witch boats were like two hundred sharp arrows, piercing into the lake-crossing troops of the Tucan army, rampage, all kinds of group attack spells, gushing out like a tide, fireballs, lightning beams, ice storms, roars, and so on.

The most used spell is the Fireball Technique, which is the best way to use this range of magic.

It's enough to kill a lot of people, and it's enough to envelop the entire clipper, the raft, and destroy them.

The target of the witch's boat attack was not the soldiers on the boat, but the means they were using to cross the lake, and as long as they destroyed it, they who had already penetrated into the center of Lake Assen would have no way to swim to the other side or return the same way.

Even if they hadn't been drained of body temperature by the unusually cold lake water and drowned alive, the creatures in the water below the surface wouldn't let them go.

The navy of the Lesserman Kingdom has never been known for its boats, and the native aquatic creatures that live in Lake Assen and Lake Moshantil are the real main force.

There are a large number of Nick Spirits, Sea Nymphs, and so on.

Legend has it that the number of members of the Lethman Witch Council is not eight, but nine, and this mysterious ninth member not only rarely appears in front of the world, or even rarely participates in the Witch Council, but her influence has penetrated into all aspects of the Letherman Kingdom, and no one can ignore it.

Because the witch only appears in Lake Assen and the surrounding area, many people speculate that this witch is not an ordinary witch, but a water creature, possibly a kind lake spirit, who rules over all the aquatic creatures in the entire Lake Asen.

There is also speculation that she is a powerful water spirit, like the other spirits of the Lytherman Kingdom, responsible for guarding the water part of the country.

Whatever the facts, one thing is certain, and that is that the aquatic creatures of the entire Lake Assen are firmly on the side of the Lesserman Kingdom, fighting alongside them.

When the Witch Boat attacks from the water, the attacks below the surface are launched along with them.

Huge backs suddenly rose from under the water, bigger than the improvised boats and rafts full of people, and the boats were destroyed on the spot, and the Tucan slaves who had fallen into the water swam desperately, trying to get away from this place, but how could they run past the creatures in the water, and in a desperate howl, they were dragged into the water, and the blood-colored waves rippled in circles.

Thick and astonishing tentacles rose directly from the water, dragging the improvised tools for crossing the lake and the soldiers on top of them into the water.

One by one, the nimble figures flew through the water, and the ropes that bound the raft were cut, and the slaves watched in despair as their loads gradually decomposed, and they would soon be dragged into the deep water like the monsters that had fallen into the water around them, and when they came up again, they had either had their throats cut or had been gnawed incomplete, and there were even many, and they never floated again.

When the beautiful song sounded over Lake Asen, many slave soldiers had no chance to despair, and many of them had obsessive and strange smiles on their faces, drew their swords, and fought at their fellow shipmates, and some even jumped into the icy lake with their own companions.

It was a one-sided slaughter.

The swords in the hands of those ordinary slave soldiers have no power to fight back against these water creatures, even if they are mixed with spellcasters, they can play a very limited role, after all, most of the magic cannot be used underwater, a fireball spell is smashed down, most of the time it is splashing, and it can't hurt an enemy at all.

The only thing the Tucan slaves could do was to scatter and flee, or continue to advance towards the west bank in a panic, or turn around and row towards the east bank when they came.

In this case, there is only one thing they need to do, and that is to run faster than their companions, so that they can help them hold off the enemy and buy themselves time to escape.

The first battle of the Tukan crossing lasted less than seven hours, of which less than an hour was devoted to the confrontation.

The first three hours were spent waiting for the troops crossing the lake to enter the depths of Lake Asen.

The last three hours were the time that Lesserman's navy used to pursue and defeat the enemy.

The 50,000 slave soldiers of the Tukans who crossed the lake were almost completely annihilated, and the rafts and boats that fled back to the east shore were all dragged by the enraged Yamen Khan to the side of Lake Asen and cut down as deserters, so as to deter the slave soldiers who were about to move.

After this battle, the Tukan people completely gave up the idea of crossing the lake by means of transport.

With the patrol and protection of these aquatic creatures, they have no possibility of smuggling at all, even if they build more tools to cross the lake, they are only destroyed lives, and it is nothing more than a matter of persevering for a while longer.

……

Another confrontation took place on the border with Seysk.

It's just that the smell of gunpowder on both sides is much lighter.

A huge rectangular banquet table is set in the middle of nowhere, with not only matching tables and chairs, but also a wide variety of food, from water-stained fruits, to steaming bread and hot soup, as well as a variety of rums, wines, etc.

Those glasses were even filled up and sent to those who needed them, leaving them to take for themselves, thanks to the invisible minions.

This banquet is not an ordinary banquet, but a banquet of the heroes of the Six Rings of Spells.

This kind of banquet created by magic can not only satisfy people's appetite and provide people's daily consumption needs, but also has many healing effects, as long as the people who have participated in this banquet only need to sit in their seats, even if they do not eat any food, their ordinary diseases, nausea and other diseases will be cured, and the next twelve hours will be immune to toxins, and obtain a certain degree of temporary life.

If they are full of feast food, their morale will be greatly increased, they will have an advantage in attack and will checks, and they will be immune to fear for the next 12 hours.

Many adventuring parties usually ask someone to cast this spell to bless themselves before setting out to deal with a powerful evil or go on a great adventure, which makes the spell even more worthy of its name.

This spell is clearly not here for this purpose, but for the negotiating table.

The people sitting on either side of the table took out one at random, and a stomp of their feet could make the whole of Faren tremble.

There was a middle-aged man sitting on the west side of the dining table, neither tall nor short, with a short black beard on his face, not angry and arrogant, wearing a set of gold armor, and a purple dragon showing off his might on his chest.

This person was none other than the supreme commander of the coalition forces of Ferren, King Asan IV of the Cormir Kingdom.

The wise old man sitting to his left was none other than his right-hand man, the court archmage von Gedahast.

The five people sitting opposite King Yasan were dressed exactly the same, wearing bright red mage robes, both men and women, without a trace of hair on their heads, including their eyebrows, all shaved clean, replaced by cyan magic tattoos, with different shapes, and the energy fluctuations emanating from them, you could clearly feel which department of magic they were good at.

This is something that five red-robed mages can be on an equal footing with King Ahsan, of course, it can't be an ordinary red-robed mage, but five of the eight chiefs of the red-robed mage guild.

"King Ahsan, what exactly do you want to talk about? Isn't it possible to get started? The tall red-robed mage at the head asked impatiently.

This person's name is Aznar Taharjulo, and he is the head of the red-robed mage plastic energy department, just look at the position he sits, you can know that the plastic energy mage department has a high ranking among the red-robed mages, at least he can rank in the top four, and the four mage departments in front of him are headed by him.

Among the red-robed mages, there is no such thing as humility and harmony.

The open and secret battles between the eight major mage systems are well-known throughout Faerun.

There is a very famous proverb in Faeron that only red-robed mages in a competitive state can restrain each other, and when all red-robed mages unite, either they go to destruction or they unify the entire continent of Faeron.

"Chief Aznar, don't worry, there is still a guest who has not arrived, and it is not too late to talk together when this guest arrives." King Ahsan smiled and replied, "You're welcome, we can wait while we eat, and when that guest comes, we'll get a new table." ”

As he spoke, the knife and fork in King Ahsan's hand did not stop, his movements were graceful and impeccable, but the speed was quite fast, and in the blink of an eye, a large amount of food entered his mouth, and his stomach was like a dragon hidden, without the slightest change.

"Who has such a big shelf? Let's wait so long? "The one who spoke was the red-robed mage sitting at the end of the left side, named Rauzoril, the head of the enchantment department.

The emaciated and gloomy red-robed mage chief had been a little impatient from the start.

He was forcibly dragged out of his important experiment, and if nothing else, when he returned, that experiment would basically end in failure, and his millions of experimental materials would be in vain.

Money, he is not distressed, what he distresses is the lot of time and energy he invested in the early stage, and everything has to start from scratch.

"Me, can't you?" A slightly hoarse female voice rang out in the air.

A teleported magical aura flickered not far from King Ahsan, and a tall figure burst out of it, with long silver hair and wheat-colored skin, wearing a pair of adventure boots that wrapped the entire calf, and the tight black dress that looked a bit like an evening dress was already in tatters, especially in the hem of the skirt, there were several large holes, one of which even had a spark that had not been completely extinguished.

Even with this raunchy appearance, there is still no way to hide her beauty.

After coming out of the portal, she walked to the dining table in a hurry, took a glass of wine and drank it down, picked up a basin of water, poured the clean water in it onto her long skirt, and extinguished the last bit of spark on it.

She looked at the head of the enchantment department again and asked in a cold voice, "Lauzoril, do you have an opinion?" ”

"It's this madwoman."

"I knew it was going to be her!"

Although the red-robed mage present jumped up from his seat without being surprised, his expression also became serious and highly nervous.

Because this person is none other than Agolaron's witch queen Arahia * Silver Hand, but she now uses the name Hembo more often, and is one of the Seven Sisters, the chosen of the goddess of magic, Mystra, who is nicknamed the Queen of the Storm, a nickname that refers not only to her best magic, but also to her temper.

As her neighbors who rule the country, Searle's red-robed mages know this very well, because the two sides have fought each other more than once, and even if several of their mage department chiefs join forces, it will be difficult to curry favor in front of her.

If it is said that the Lyselman Kingdom relied on its collective strength to block the Sell Kingdom from going north, then the Agoralon Kingdom relied on the power of one person in front of him to make the Sell Kingdom have to change its national policy.

The pressure on the enchantment chief Lauzzolil who was targeted by her was particularly stressful, and he felt as if he was in the center of the storm circle, surrounded by an overwhelming storm, and there was a feeling that he would be completely swallowed up in the next second.

Even the arrogant red-robed mage chief had to bow his arrogant head and said, "I didn't know that it was a lady who was coming, if I had known earlier, even if I had waited a little longer, it would have been, after all, the lady would have been running for the safety of our Faerun." ”

Bowing her head in front of the Storm Queen, among the red-robed mages, it is not too embarrassing, after all, the chief of the red-robed mages who died in her hands is not one or two, many of them are all gone, and even the resurrection hands arranged by themselves have no way to take effect.

"What about Sazas? Why didn't he come? It was not Hembo's kindness that rescued Lauzoril, but the diverted attention, and she was very dissatisfied that she did not see the first chief of Serial.

"Chief Sazas, there is no way to get out of something, if you have anything, talk to us about it, and we will tell the first chief afterwards." Aznar replied with a blank face.

But secretly he was on high alert, and the magic was gathering around him, secretly forging magic seals with both hands, ready to face the opponent's outburst at any time.

(End of chapter)