Chapter 45： The battle begins! red earth tribe (1/2)

Chapter 45 The battle begins! Clay tribe! !

Woo~woo~woo~

The quaint and vast horn horn suddenly sounded.

Lin Feng was outside the central army tent and saw the two soldiers of the two legions constantly gathering.

His eyes turned forward.

That's where the dwarves belong...

Thinking the war is about to start...

Lin Feng opened the pet interface.

He released the phoenix.

Squeak, squeak.

The phoenix circled around Lin Feng.

It seems to be saying: Why did you let me out now...

Lin Feng ignored the phoenix, he got on the chariot and rushed to the front line with the army.

The Phoenix flapped its wings and quickly followed Lin Feng.

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front.

Dwarves [Red Earth Tribe].

Tens of thousands of dwarf tribal warriors watched nervously at the advancing Terran legion.

At a glance...

The number of Terran warriors is endless.

"Patriarch, why did the human race suddenly attack us?"

"Patriarch, let's ask the Iron Hand Tribe for help."

"Patriarch..."

Daha's face was full of sadness, he shook his head and said:

"It's late... It's too late now." He smiled bitterly: "Maybe... we shouldn't have promised the orcs to target the humans."

Retribution is coming too soon!

Watching the legion of the human race getting closer...

Daha took a deep breath, raised his hammer and roared hoarsely: "Remote equipment, attack!!"

As soon as his voice fell, there was a sound in the red earth tribe.

Dwarves are good at crafting.

Although there are not many siege equipment, there are some.

Immediately.....

Countless arrows, stone bullets, long crossbows and other attacks poured towards the opposing Terran army.

Tread! Tread!

The two major legions under Lin Feng's command stopped moving forward at the same time.

The shield warriors at the forefront have erected their shields high, forming a shield wall.

And the mages in the middle are slowly raising their staffs...

The archers in the back row have completed their bows and arrows and are ready to shoot at any time.

Assassins hide on the wings...

They protect the back row or prepare to raid to harvest each other's residual blood.

At the end, the priest silently guarded the siege equipment and was ready to rescue at any time.

On the battlefield... The low-level wars infinitely reduce the role of the player's individual.

And high-level wars belong to the real powerhouses.

They are the key to the victory or defeat of the whole battle.

And the red earth tribe...is a small tribe, there is no such high-level powerhouse.

at the same time.

"All archers! Throw ready!"

"So mage! Fireball chanting!"

Swipe!

The archers of [Dawn Legion] completed the throwing pose within 0.5 seconds.

The mages are already singing, and the frequency and rhythm of their singing are surprisingly consistent!

And the players and archers of the [Tianjie Legion] have different preparations.

The rhythm of the mage's singing is also fast and slow.

Lin Feng shook his head when he saw this scene on the Chinese army chariot.

After all, it was their first time on the battlefield, which was understandable.

There is still a lot of room for improvement for the player legion.

Suddenly, Lin Feng heard the commander's order to attack.

"Remote! Attack!!"

Brush brush!

Hundreds of thousands of bows and arrows were thrown from the Lin Feng forces...

Followed by countless fireballs, smashing at the dwarf tribe.

The two sides attack the dwarves faster...

But [Dawning Legion] is very elite, almost equaling this time difference.

"Boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Countless stone bullets and giant crossbows smashed into the army of Lin Feng's forces.

Like a few stones smashed into the sea.

Only a slight ripple swayed.

On the battlefield... the screams came one after another.

The loss of Lin Feng's Dawning Corps was almost negligible.

And the [Heavenly Tribulation Legion] lost slightly more...

Thousands of players returned to the resurrection point in this wave of two clan confrontations.