"Get together! Gather!" A large group of bear goblins rumbled across the ground, and the branches and leaves fell, and the plants and trees were destroyed. The team of wild elves followed behind, drowning among dust and mud. The others were squeezed aside, and a few unlucky people died while trampling.

The sound of the trumpet was interrupted half an hour ago, and the messenger could not pass through the chaotic camp. At the moment, the soldiers were fighting each other, fighting with the enemy, rolling, and knocking down each other with swords and magic. Arrows passed by a corpse and nailed to the feet of a half-orc with a mouse ear. He screamed and rushed into the bushes.

"Restore formation!" Bridev roared, the flagpole in his hand broke and was used as a stick. The mysterious creature in his robe turned into a monster covered in lightning, knocking the frost giant head over the beech tree. It was about to bite his shoulder, but Bridev stabbed the wooden thorn into the big mouth, and his sharp fangs formed a thin layer of frost.

His friend Windmant responded first. They worked together to lift the body, but were affected by the elemental battle with the bear goblin. Then a stream of arrows penetrated into the latter's eyes, and he fell heavily into the mud.

Before the vampire on the opposite side could get the next arrow, Windmant rushed over and threw her to death on the rock. The leader of the Frost Giant was so angry that he threw the monster's body out and no longer had any expectations for the convening team. It should have been like this long ago.

Where is the formation? She stepped on the body of a human mercenary, and her weight completely crushed the bones, so she quickly pulled her feet back. The plasma and sand stuck to Nimu's big feet, and she rubbed against the stone. The archer stared at her, as if she had smashed the pit on her head.

"Get together!" The Lion Man had not given up. His voice was far superior to Bridev. After the horn stopped, the Lion Man's roar crossed the messy battlefield, like thunder piercing through the continuous rain. "Go to support the dwarves! Are you all deaf?" He roared very hard, but Nimu couldn't find the target. Fighting was everywhere, screaming, bleeding and sticky sand everywhere. An elemental shell exploded beside the rock, and the fragments hit the thick fur of the Frost Giant. Nimu reached out to wipe his face.

What exactly happened? She couldn't figure out that we finally climbed up the mountain, but fell down near the top of the mountain. This was all because of the fleet. However, the alliance had defeated the blood clan in the landing battle. Even if they could make a comeback in a short time, it would be ridiculous to counterattack the alchemy warship. Not to mention the severely damaged "Hammerhead". Intact alchemy warships only need to launch a naval gun, which is enough to cover the entire coast under the fire.

No matter how bad they can retreat offshore. Nimu thought that even the brave and fearless bear goblins would distinguish the situation. The only troublesome enemy among the vampire is Drablai, the prince of the vampire, but as long as he is still the leader of the vampire, it is unlikely that he will leave his clan members behind to plan and attack the west. Moreover, the alliance is not without mysterious people in the empty realm, and it will not take long to travel to and from the mountains and beaches.

"Sammina!" Tikapo called out to her companion loudly, and his voice shocked Nimu's mind. The cold light Sita was riding on Nimu's shoulder at this moment, as if a small butterfly was parked on the huge rock.

"Speak quietly." She muttered. She was no less than Tikapo. She was distraught by her own voice.

"On the left," said Tikapo, "I'll help you over, Nim, just move forward."

Most of the Frost Giants on the battlefield were besieged, and Bridev was entangled with the elements. Windmant was not far behind her, holding a puppet statue made of sand and soil and falling into the sea. Anyway, they seemed to be unable to die for the time being. Nimu looked at them and then turned around and took heavy steps. She was different from her companions. Tikapo's phosphorus fire was surrounded by her side, and no enemy could live to approach the body of the Frost Giants. This cold light Sita was actually a mysterious person with a high ring.

"Sammina...Ango." As a result, the "tea cup" recognized the wrong person. She jumped off Nimu's shoulder and threw her long braids behind her back. "Where did you go to 'Yeyan'?"

Ango is a bright red Sita with thick webbed films between his fingers. He stood in front of the bonfire in command camp, as if a ball of jumping light was lit. Tikapo was much more beautiful than him. Her dark green cheeks and long braids all had the meaning of a forest race. Of course, what the Sitas looked like was determined by their fire, anyway, they were all humanoid elemental lives. Nimu thought that Tikapo might have become like this because of Hilda, and Sita also had his own way of missing his deceased friends.

"His Excellency Misfarran has long left the beach. He wants me to command the main force of the alliance here on his behalf." Sita confided. It is obvious that Ango is the staff officer of "Night Flame" Sanmina Misfarran. "Why didn't you leave with you, Tikapo? He has been looking for you for a long time."

Leng Guangxita didn't understand: "Why should I follow him?"

"You can be a guide," Ango reminded, "Hissfarlan decided to explore the way for the secret passage. But I have to say, Tikapo, sending the Nightingale to the base-a very bad idea. Haven't you always advocated careful observation?"

"Teacups" was stunned for a while, as if I couldn't understand the meaning for a while. "This damn idea was not something I mentioned at all! I have never seen Sanmina since I went up the mountain. The loss of forced attacks and landing on the beach was too great, even Hilda... I later had a fight with him. Who said this was my idea?"

"This is what I saw with my own eyes."

Something was not good. Even Nimu could hear that Tikapo seemed to have left different memories for others at the same time. "I testify," she said. "Tikapo has been sitting on my shoulders. She is very dishonest, so I kept paying attention to her. We were not separated for a few minutes after seeing the situation on the coast."

“I went to find the ‘Medal’ Renon Hutrenner, who was closest to me,” Tikapo added.

Ango stared at them suspiciously: "You want me to believe that Lord Misfarlan was deceived by the Nightingale's magic? No, maybe you are fake. Such a thing cannot be easily concluded."

"Think about the consequences, Sita." Nimu told him, "If we were telling the truth, what would happen to the Alliance?"

"It's important, I have to inform the other captains and commanders."

"We should retreat!" Leng Guang Elemental Life warned, "before the Delabray Slaughtering Battlefield." Worry frowned her brows. "Lucia is on, I don't know that Sanmina is not here! Renon Hutrenner is the same... Oh, he always makes a rash move without hiding it... Why do you think of me like this?"

"You seem to know the Lord Ye Yan very well." Nimu really couldn't get any tactful questions.

"Sammina is my lover." "Tea Cup" Tikapo confessed. "I shouldn't have hindered the circulation of information due to personal reasons. I'm sorry, Nim, but I think you can understand me."

"No need to say sorry to the Frost Giant." Nimu declared, "You have your own habits and personality, so do we. I don't understand you, but this will not affect anything at all." Although Sanmina Misfalan is a mysterious creature in the empty realm, since he is Sita, he must be inferior to me.

"Although nothing you talk about is of no help, at least it is better than not revealing a word. Okay, now you will stay here until the command center makes a decision." The Staff Order.

"Then you have to wait until the war is over." Tikapo snorted.

"There is a little difficult to convey the command right now. The 'Medal' Rennon is taking the mercenary group to support the dwarves. He is the last team commander I assigned-"

"There were not many people left in his mercenary group halfway, so he had to summon the bear goblins." Nimu pointed out, "Then the wild elves followed. I think you must have arranged different tasks for them."

"This is what we saw with our own eyes," Tikapo added.

"It's so damn!" An Ge was so angry that he circled around the tent. "No, I'll go and convey the orders myself. You follow me and don't leave without authorization."

"Why not inform Sammina?"

"The gardener is dead. Come with me now!"

They failed to stay away from the camp. A wave of invisible pressure hit the battlefield, and the soldiers fighting were stunned. The command center built by the simple bracket was inclined to collapse, so the frost giant stretched out his palm to support the wood and frozen them in place. The Sita immediately drilled out of the camp, and the haze of fear flashed across the dark face of Tikapo. "Empty." She whispered. "Trollban de La Bla."

Sita Ango's colors became lighter. He poked his head out of the frost giant's protection and peered into the distance with magic: "It's really him! But this doesn't make sense at all. Lord Misfran should find it one step ahead of us..."

"Don't move." Nimu pushed him under her with two fingers, and arrows penetrated the alchemy camp covered with branches and leaves, exploding on the desk and sand table. The frost spread faster than in the river, covering all the unstable magic arrows in the blink of an eye. She looked at her palm in surprise, not understanding how magic could become so handy.

"The elements are too rich," said Leng Guangxita. "The rules here are not right."

"It's not just because of the law." Staff Ango squeezed out a sentence.

They held their breath and waited for a thunderous sound of horse hooves to surge from the beach, or a heavier mystery suppressed the battlefield like a rock falling from a mountain collapse. However, the panic failed to completely end the chaos. After the suffocating suppression, the soldiers on both sides of the war broke out and their emotions and mystery rebounded completely, even more intense than before. Nimu saw one of her fellow tribes tearing the enemy apart, and his back was covered with spears, and he crashed into the wreckage of the fleet. The archers and pitchers immediately aimed at him.

Someone needs to help him. Before she could get up to rescue her, Windmant suddenly pulled him into a shadow created by a broken deck inserted on the beach. The remains of the warship were ignited by magic arrows.

The ice extinguished the flames like a sudden rain, but the frost giants hurriedly escaped from the shade. Nimu felt the ice thorns behind him stretched uncontrollably, and Sitatikapo screamed.

The alchemy warship exploded on the beach, and the fresh frost fragments spread with the loud bangs that shocked the island. The long hair on the frost giant's face was blown away by the strong wind, and she saw a forest of frost and snow rising from the ground.

Nimu held his breath.

Behind the deck of the warship, the Vampire Prince seemed to be hanging on the long thorns like a piece of canvas. He then turned into a group of bats and crossed the frost blockade and reunited on the beach.
Chapter completed!