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"Boom-"

With a bang, the cliff walls were shaking, and a

large number of stones fell, directly closing the road ahead!

Ellis's face changed drastically, and he shouted loudly: "Watch out for ambushes!" And

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

"Damn it, you traitor!"

Ferguson didn't expect that those humans had 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.

This makes it impossible for him to explain it at all!

"Give me death!" Scripps roared and tried to cut off Ferguson's head.

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

"Swoosh-"

With the terrifying wind howling, an arrow violently tore open the werewolf hero's waist, knocking him out.

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

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

Scripps gasped, and there was no time to control Ferguson at this time!

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! A

dense rain of arrows came, falling in the panicked wolf crowd with a sharp whistle, and suddenly fell down.

Ellis was not shocked, but showed a look of joy.

He realized that the number of enemy archers was no more than three hundred. And according to this ratio, the opponent's strength is at most about 1,500 to 2,000.

Of course, it is also possible that there are more melee troops such as sword and shield soldiers and pikemen, but this possibility is very small.

With the second round of enemy arrows falling, Ellis finally determined this, there are not many enemies!

Ellis believes that Ferguson will lose so quickly and so badly before, completely because these humans use the cover of night to make Ferguson completely unaware of how many troops the other side has.

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

Their own side has the advantage of troops, as long as they hold their ground.

Can win!

"Don't mess around! Shield hand defense, organize formation advance, archer counterattack! Ellis gave the order loudly.

But the next moment, he saw several rains of flames in the sky falling towards them.

A crimson cloud appeared in the night sky, and dozens of burning boulders slammed down.

The arrow fell, and a large number of werewolves were pierced by the arrow before they had time to react and fell to the ground.

What frightened Ellis even more was that as the flame arrows landed, flames quickly spread in the grass.

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

When he saw the dry firewood hidden by the grass, Ellis still did not understand that he had been ambushed and fell into a trap.

He immediately changed tactics.

"Break through to the west immediately! Speed up! "

Some werewolves panicked under the threat of flames, fled everywhere, and were engulfed in flames.

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

The fire here was weaker, and the pikemen in the front rowed away the burning wood with their guns, and the soldiers in the rear immediately rushed in.

The flames ignited their hair, 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 fire and rushed down the gentle slope in just a moment.

The cool breeze around him made him laugh maniacally.

And he also saw the sparkling lake in the night.

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

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

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

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

The soldier turned to those around him in horror for help.

But many soldiers were also on fire and made the same choice as him, and at this time they were stuck in the mud and could not move.

Hundreds of soldiers stood at the lake's edge, like insects stuck to their webs, struggling to survive.

But this only allows them to sink faster.

The mud soon passed their waists and was still rapidly devouring them.

Some people tried to rescue, but they got close to the lake and soon fell into the mud, but fortunately the mud was not deep, so they got away with it.

The werewolf was suddenly caught in a dilemma.

Ahead is a man-eating quagmire, while behind it are raging fires and vile humans.

The morale of the werewolves has collapsed, some are howling, some are cursing, but there is no way.

When Ellis rushes out of the fire under the hero's escort, he sees crowds crowded by the lake and an army that is close to collapse.

Elliston's eyes widened. I've hit the trick again!

Carefully recalling the situation just now, it seems that people will subconsciously break through to the west of the smaller fire, and this just falls into the calculation of the other party.

Ahead is a complete dead end!

These humans actually want to burn them all here!

The fire in the rear was raging, quickly spreading towards this side, and the scorching breath made the chaotic werewolf even more manic.

And those human archers have taken up the high ground and attacked them, and werewolves fall with arrows every moment.

Some werewolves rushed directly into the fire like crazy, leaving only a miserable wail.

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

Some werewolves even went crazy attacking the surrounding crowd, which added to the chaos in the army.

Ellis was squeezed into the crowd, his face blue and white.

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

"These damn humans, I'll kill them all!" Scripps' eyes were red, I don't know if it was because of the killing intent or the fire that spread through the sky.

"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 mire is limited after all, as long as we pass through this mire and reach the deep water, then we will not be swallowed by the mire!"

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

As Ellis said, this lake is thousands of meters long, and the internal water depth will certainly not be shallow, as long as it reaches the deep water, then it will not fall into the mud!

"Quick, rush forward!"

The heat wave invaded, and the shouts of killing from the rear made the werewolves even more frightened.

They no longer hesitated to rush directly to the lake.

Before he could run far, werewolves began to get stuck in the mud.

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

Sure enough, as Ellis expected, the water depth exceeded the body of the werewolves, who floated on the surface and were not affected by the mud.

Seeing that the road to life is ahead, a large number of werewolves flock madly to the lake.

The sound of water, scolding, shouting sounded into one piece.

A pot of porridge is messed up by the lake.

Those werewolves floating on the surface were still immersed in the joy of the aftermath, and did not notice that under the water, a huge shadow slowly approached.