"Boom—"

With a bang, the cliffs were shaking,

A large number of stones fell, directly sealing the road ahead!

Ellis's face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Beware of ambushes!" ”

And Scripps had already pounced on Ferguson, the long knife easily cutting through his skin, and blood pouring out.

"Damn it, you traitor!"

Ferguson didn't expect that those humans would also set up an ambush here!

Originally, it was unlucky enough to bump into these two guys head-on, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing again.

He couldn't explain it!

"Give me death!" Scripps screamed and was about to cut off Ferguson's head.

But suddenly a huge force came from behind him, knocking him forward.

"Whoosh-"

With a terrifying howl of wind, an arrow tore open the werewolf hero's waist and sent him flying.

Scripps' eyes widened, if it hadn't been for his own hero hitting him just now, I'm afraid he would have been shot through the chest by that terrible arrow!

The arrows plowed diagonally across the ground, leaving a ten-centimeter ravine.

Scripps gasped, and there was no time to care about Ferguson at this point!

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

A dense rain of arrows enveloped it, and with a sharp whistling sound, it fell in the panicked wolf crowd, and immediately fell to the ground.

Ellis was not surprised, but looked joyful.

He realized that the enemy's archers numbered no more than three hundred. And according to this ratio, the opponent's strength is at most about 15 to 2,000.

Of course, it is also possible that the opponent has more melee classes such as sword and shield soldiers and pikemen, but this is very unlikely.

As the second round of enemy arrows fell, Ellis finally determined this, and there were not many enemies!

Ellis believes that Ferguson would have been defeated so quickly and so badly before, all because these humans used the cover of the night to make Ferguson completely unaware of how many troops the other side had.

And the soldiers were thrown into confusion because of the attack, which led to the rout.

Your side has the advantage of troops, as long as you stabilize your position.

Can win!

"Don't mess around! Shieldmen defend, organize formation advances, archers counterattack! Ellis gave a loud order.

But the next moment, he saw several rains of flames fall from the sky towards them.

And a red cloud appeared in the night sky, and dozens of burning boulders fell suddenly.

The arrows fell, and a large number of werewolves were pierced by the arrows before they could react and fell to the ground.

To Ellis's horror, flames quickly spread through the grass as the flaming arrows landed.

The fire was so swift that it burned in an instant, almost encircling the way out.

When he saw the dry firewood hidden by the grass, Ellis still didn't understand that he had fallen into an ambush and fell into a trap.

He immediately changed his strategy.

"Break out to the west now! Speed up! ”

Some werewolves panicked under the threat of flames and fled in all directions, only to be consumed by the flames.

But more soldiers, under the command of the hero, broke through to the west.

The fire here was weak, and the pikemen in the front row used their guns to break away the burning wood, and the soldiers in the rear immediately rushed in desperately.

The flames ignited their hairs, but they knew that there was only one way to stay where they were, so they rushed forward.

The werewolf soldiers in the front row had already broken through the flames and rushed down the gentle slope in a matter of moments.

The cool breeze around him made him laugh wildly.

And he also saw the sparkling lake in the night.

Immediately he rushed over, trying to extinguish the flames on his body.

But he had just rushed into the water, and was about to pick up the water when he felt something was wrong.

The two legs seemed to be devoured by some monster, and they couldn't even lift them.

His body was sinking, and the cold, heavy mud soon reached his thighs.

The soldier screamed for help in horror.

But many soldiers were also on fire and made the same choice as him, and at this time they were all stuck in the mire and unable to move.

Hundreds of soldiers stood at the edge of the lake, like insects stuck to a spider's web, constantly struggling to survive.

But that only allowed them to sink faster.

The mud quickly reached their waists, still devouring them at a rapid pace.

Some people tried to rescue them, but they only got close to the lake and soon got stuck in the mud, but fortunately the mud was not deep, so they were able to escape.

The werewolf was suddenly caught in a dilemma.

In front is a quagmire of cannibalism, while in the back are raging fires and despicable humans.

The morale of the werewolves has collapsed, some people are howling, some people are scolding, but there is no way to do it.

When Ellis rushed out of the fire under the hero's escort, he saw a crowd of people by the lake, an army that was already close to collapse.

Elliston's eyes widened. I've been tricked again!

Thinking carefully about the situation just now, it seems that people will subconsciously break through to the west where the fire is smaller, and this happens to fall into the calculation of the other party.

It's a dead end ahead!

These humans want to burn them all here!

The fire behind was raging, spreading rapidly towards this direction, and the scorching breath made the chaotic werewolf even more frenzied.

And those human archers have taken up the high ground and are attacking them, and every moment werewolves are shot and falling.

Some werewolves rushed into the flames in a frenzy, leaving only a miserable wail.

More than 20,000 soldiers were crammed into this small area, and the space was still being squeezed.

Some werewolves even went crazy and attacked the surrounding crowd, which added to the confusion of the army.

Ellis was huddled in the crowd, his face blue and white.

The two heroes around him were tightly guarding him, their weapons already stained with blood, left behind by the few werewolf soldiers who rushed madly.

"I'm going to kill all these damn humans!" Scripps' eyes were red, and he didn't know if it was because of the killing intent or the fire.

"Rush forward!" Ellis gritted his teeth and gave the order.

"You're crazy! Ahead is a quagmire! The past is death! Scripps growled.

"No, I'm not crazy!" Ellis glared, "The quagmire is limited after all, and only through this quagmire and into the deep water will we not be swallowed by the quagmire!" ”

Scripps had lost his mind from anger, but he calmed down.

As Ellis said, this lake is a kilometer long, and the depth of the water inside is certainly not shallow, so if you reach the deep water, you will not get stuck in the quagmire!

"Quick, rush forward!"

A wave of heat came in, and the shouts of killing from the rear made the werewolves even more frightened.

They no longer hesitated to rush directly to the lake in large quantities.

Before they could get far, werewolves began to get stuck in the quagmire.

But with the influx of a large number of werewolves, although there are a large number of werewolves trapped. However, some werewolves used the bodies of their companions and used them as pedals to successfully reach the deep waters.

Sure enough, as Ellis had expected, the water was deeper than the werewolves, who floated on the surface of the water and were not affected by the mire.

Seeing that the way of life was ahead, a large number of werewolves frantically flocked to the lake.

The sound of flowing water, shouting, and shouting rang out in one place.

There was a mess on the edge of the lake.

The werewolves who floated on the surface of the water were still immersed in the joy of the aftermath of the catastrophe, and they did not realize that a huge shadow was slowly approaching under the water.