After experiencing the previous lesson, Marshal Piri had put away his underestimation and accurately grasped the rhythm of the war. Seeing his side's momentum, he immediately launched the order to pursue.
With the issuance of General Marshal Piri's order, his generals did not dare to neglect at all and made solutions.
After a while, dozens of commands of different heights kept echoing on the city walls. The generals stared at the elite orcs in charge. When they had just stepped onto the edge of the monster forest...
Then, when thousands of crossbows were released at the same time, the trembling sound made everyone's ear drums and dense crossbow arrows form a translucent dark cloud falling from the sky - like a giant blade slashing in the air.
But the arrow formation, which was swept across the blade, swept towards the tail of the orc team like a strong wind. Under the rain of arrows, the two or three rows in the end were stagnant. Amid the tragic roars, someone fell down.
Next, someone got up, and the orcs seemed crazy, and actually gave up evacuation and turned around, swept at the soldiers on the city wall with their most angry eyes.
Above the city wall, dozens of front-line command exchanges were as calm as usual. As veterans in fighting orcs, these captains had long known that the real lethality of arrows to the orcs' solid skin and muscles was only the old genius.
I know. Especially this team is still one of the few elites with helmets and crowns, so it is impossible to simply be knocked down by arrows.
However, the greatest effect of those arrows is not for killing, but for ranging...
As if it touched a certain string... Hundreds of low-level mages suddenly appeared on the edge of the city wall. Standing on the high city wall, each of them had a very solemn expression, and they kept chanting magic spells, obviously they had already
Prepare casting.
Is the time here?
The sound gradually stopped, and colorful magical light fell from the city wall and headed towards the direction of the orcs' evacuation. The magical light flew from all directions and hit the orcs, exploded into a tent, and elemental sparks: flames
, There are lightning and the fragments of ice thorns flying like rain.
The orcs were in pain and roaring, but they still did not fall down. They even disdained to avoid those low-level spells. Although they did not have the blessing of the shaman, their bodies were still as hard as iron walls.
"All troops attack!"
Seeing that the spell could not cause harm to the orcs, Marshal Piri was furious and wanted to fight to the death.
Under his orders, the cavalry once again took the brunt of the brunt. The original silver armor was already stained with blood at this time, but the soldiers did not feel any fatigue, but became more brave.
The spear is the thing that the silver spear soldiers are most proud of. It is not only their weapon, but also a symbol of their invincibility.
At this time, holding a long spear, Beiyue's silver spear legion completely broke out. One push and one, there would always be an orc who died under their snatch, whether it was a treacherous man with a tiger back and a bear waist or a seemingly weak person.
The fox men, under their spear, fell like a vulnerable scarecrow, and overwhelming plasma gushed out of their chests, adding a hint of brightness to the gloomy sky.
The heavy blood finally made the orcs notice something strange. They all lowered or jumped, trying to avoid the terrible killing... However, the spears were like eyes, and they would always appear without realizing it.
No matter how they dodge their chests, they will eventually be unable to escape the fate of being killed. It was the summoning of the god of death, and these humans are actually even more terrifying than the god of death!
At some point, a group of people were added to the walls of Fort Ramir. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes and were incompatible with the soldiers on the walls, but exuded a kind of majesty that made people look up to them.
That was the king of the four empires. Looking at the battlefield below, Nan Tian was also a little convinced. This was the first time he was so close to a battlefield, and a contradiction arose in his heart.
Excited, excited, worried for the great victory of mankind, worried for someone who has disappeared in the forest of Warcraft for three months.
"Beiyue's Silver Spear Legion is indeed brave!" Shocked by the scene in front of him, the Emperor of Western Chu sighed. As soon as these words were spoken, others responded one after another.
Although the off-field battle was chaotic, anyone could see that the warrior in silver armor was the one who dominated the battle.
The only person's face was a little embarrassed, that was the Emperor of Beiyue. At this time, he felt even more bitter. Although the Silver Spear Legion is powerful, it is also the most serious legion. After this battle, perhaps the strength of the Northern Moon Empire will be
Great loss.
...
At some point, the sky gradually darkened, and it seemed like a hole was leaking in the sky. Heavy rain poured down, and fine rain fell from the sky, hitting Combe's somewhat dark and golden hair tightly.
Putting it on his head, his feet were already muddy, and there seemed to be a faint red light mixed in the mud.
That is blood, with the blood of human beings and the people.
The heavy rain washed away the road leading to the city walls into the forest of Warcraft. The forces pursued by humans were struggling in this mud, but Marshal Piri still did not give a order to retreat, so the cavalry had to continue to advance, and the soldiers followed suit.
The strong wind swept through the battlefield, and even the strong orcs tilted their bodies in the storm, forcing themselves to keep moving their legs. There is only one way to escape from this bloody and noisy hell.
At dusk, thick fog enveloped everything and made the originally bright battle situation blurred.
The torch was lit. Although it was a magic flame, it still drifted in this storm, as if it would be extinguished at any time.
Finally, the last torch was extinguished and the night truly came.
"King, let's go back to the camp first!" Behind the orc army, the Cyclops accurately positioned Combe's position in the darkness, stood beside him, blocking half of the wind and rain for him.
Between the two, the face was a little pale, and the money was only a earth magician. Naturally, the body could not be compared with the brave and fearless human soldiers, nor could it be compared with the orcs with copper and iron bones. Under the blow of heavy rain, he
Almost even speaking is a bit difficult.
"Let me tell them that there are too many casualties and we can't continue like this!"
"I am a human, they won't hurt me!"
"This war could have been avoided, and I really can't bear to see the results now!"
From his original curiosity about war to his deep hatred, Qian Shao has grown a lot without realizing it. He knows his value and knows the real meaning behind this battle, so he stands out.
"No! It's dark now, they won't let you go!" Combe's friendship with Qian Shao was not as shallow as Qian Shao imagined. The pride of the Beast King would not allow Qian Shao to compromise, either fight or die!
This is the only belief in Combe's heart.
"Listen to me! The orc tribe suffered heavy casualties, and the united humans are not the ones you can match at the moment!" Speaking of this, Qian Shao's expression was a little anxious.
When he heard his words, Combe was slightly stunned, but he still refused his kindness and looked at the Cyclops beside him. In the dark night, Combe could still see the same stubbornness in the Cyclops' eyes.
Sure enough, this is the orc! A race that never gives up, there is no word "retreat" in their dictionary!
"Take him to the tent, and the rest, follow me to charge!" Combe was also angry. The king's majesty was fully displayed. Qian Shao wanted to refuse, but before he could struggle, he was slapped by the Cyclops and fell to him.
In the arms of an orc next to him.
"Roll!" I don't know which orc shouted, and the other orcs were eager to try under his passionate call.
"roar!!!"
The deafening roar echoed in the fortress. Even though it was dark, everyone still saw a golden light lit up from the rain, as if a seed of hope was sprouting in the hearts of the orcs.
Beamon is crazy!
"roar!!!"
Another roar, and a huge ball of light flashed. Unlike the dark gold just now, it was silver white. It was silver beimon, the personal guard of the Beimon royal family, and the most powerful force of Combe.
If a behemoth can compete with 100 people, then dozens of behemoths are already qualified to challenge the Silver Spear Legion.
The human warriors were awakened by the thunderous roar. Before they could react, the most primitive attack had arrived.
Tear and beat!
Even if these soldiers die, they would never think that death is so close!
"Bao! Don't attack quickly!!!"
Emperor Beiyue, who had been standing on the city wall to watch the battle, was furious and yelled directly at the magician who was still stunned.
Under his roar, the mages did not wait for the commander's order and recited magic spells one after another.
Unfortunately, everything was still too late. Before the spell was released, the unstoppable silver spear legion had been swallowed by another silver smear. The erosion of the rain could not catch up with the passage of blood. Slowly, a single piece of foot had accumulated under the city wall.
The blood river.
Against the backdrop of colorful magic light, the river water, as thick as blood, became more and more charming, as if some giant beast would burst out from there.
Rumble!!!
A silver light flashed in the dark sky. It was lightning and also a thunderfall technique. Unexpectedly, there were even high-level professionals among human mages.
The dark purple lightning mixed with rain burst out with lightning, slashing directly on the orc who was unprepared for a sudden attack. The numbness of the body stopped the orcs, and the slightly weak orcs even lost under the thunder.
life.
"king!!!"
A lightning as thick as an arm slid down from the sky, and suddenly became as bright as daylight!
In the surprised eyes of everyone, lightning actually gathered into a big sword surging purple thunder. The big sword sucked the already scattered thunder elements in the air, and looked like they had eyes, straight towards the orc team.
The most dazzling figure slashed away!
That is the sword of judgment, it is coming.
"Bang!!!"
Is this the sound of an explosion? In the burnt red fire, the greatest beast king of the orcs fell down forever.