"Chase after victory, archers and magicians prepare to !!"

After the previous lesson, Marshal Piri had put away his contempt, and accurately grasped the rhythm of the war, and seeing that his own momentum was like a rainbow, he immediately launched the order to pursue.

With the issuance of Marshal Piri's general order, the generals under his command did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and took countermeasures one after another.

In a few moments, dozens of commands of different heights echoed on the city walls, and the generals stared at the charging orc elites as they stepped into the edge of the Monster Forest......

Then, when thousands of crossbows were released at the same time, the sound of the crossbow sent out everyone's ear drums, and the dense crossbow bolts formed a translucent dark cloud that fell from the sky—like a giant blade that fell from the sky.

But the blade-swept arrow array swept towards the tail of the orc team like a raging wind, and under this rain of arrows, the two or three rows at the rear of the arrow came to a standstill. In a terrible roar, some fell, some got up, and the orcs seemed to have gone mad, and even gave up the evacuation and turned back, sweeping the soldiers on the wall with their most angry eyes.

Above the city walls, dozens of front-line commanders exchanged orders as calmly as usual—as veterans of the battle against the orcs, these captains had long known that the true lethality of arrows to the solid skin and muscles of the orcs was only known by the elderly. Especially this team is still a rare elite with a crown of armor, so it is naturally impossible to simply be put down by arrows.

However, the biggest role of those arrows is not to kill, but to range......

It's as if you've touched a string...... Hundreds of low-level mages suddenly appeared at the edge of the city walls. Standing on the high city wall, each of them had a very solemn expression, and kept chanting spells in their mouths, obviously preparing to cast spells.

Is the time up?

The sound faded away, and a rainbow of magical light fell from the city walls, heading in the direction of the orc's evacuation. The glow of magic flew from all directions and crashed into the orcs' bodies, exploding a canopy and elemental sparks: flames, lightning, and shards of ice spikes scattered like rain.

The orcs screamed in pain, but they didn't fall, and they didn't even bother to dodge those low-level spells, and despite the blessing of the shaman, their bodies were still as hard as a wall of copper without the blessing of the shaman.

"All the troops are attacking!"

Seeing that the spell could not bring harm to the orcs, Marshal Piri was furious and wanted to fight to the death.

Under his order, the cavalry once again bore the brunt of the attack, and the original silver armor was now soaked in blood, but the warriors did not feel any fatigue, but became more courageous.

The spear is the proudest thing of the Silver Lance soldiers, not only as their weapon, but also as a symbol of their invincibility.

At this time, holding a spear, the Silver Lance Legion of the Northern Moon completely erupted. At the slightest push and push, an orc would die at their disposal, whether it was a bullaur with a tiger's back or a foxman who seemed to be weak, and under their spears it fell like a vulnerable scarecrow, and an overwhelming amount of blood gushed out of their chests, adding a touch of color to the gloomy sky.

The thick blood finally made the orcs realize that something was wrong, and they all fell low or jumped to their feet, trying to avoid the terrible killing...... However, the spear always appeared on their chests like eyes, and no matter how they dodged, they could not escape the fate of being killed in the end. It was the call of death, and these humans were even more terrifying than death!

At some point, there was an extra group of people on the walls of the Ramil Fortress, dressed in fine costumes, out of place with the soldiers on the walls, but exuding a kind of majesty that people looked up to.

It was the king of the four empires, looking at the battlefield below, Nantian was also a little surprised, this was the first time he was so close to a battlefield, and a kind of contradictory emotion appeared in his heart.

Excitement, excitement for the great victory of humanity, worry, worry for someone who has disappeared in the Warcraft Forest for three months.

"The Silver Spear Legion of the Northern Moon is really brave!" Shocked by the scene in front of him, the Great Emperor of Western Chu sighed, and as soon as these words came out, others also responded.

Although the battle situation was chaotic, everyone could see that it was the warrior in silver armor who was dominating the battle.

There was only one person whose face was a little embarrassed, that was the Emperor of the Northern Moon, at this time he was even more bitter in his heart, although the Silver Spear Legion was powerful, but it was also the most seriously injured legion, after this battle, perhaps the strength of the Northern Moon Empire would be greatly damaged

I don't know when, the sky gradually darkened, the sky seemed to leak a hole, the rain poured down, fine rain fell from the sky, hitting Come's somewhat dull face, the original dark golden hair was also clinging to his head, his feet were already muddy, and there seemed to be a faint red light mixed in this mud.

It was blood, human blood, and it was of his people.

The heavy rain washed away the mud on the road leading from the city wall to the Warcraft Forest, and the strength of the human pursuit was also difficult in this mud, but Marshal Piri still did not give the order to retreat, so the cavalry had to continue to advance, and the soldiers followed suit.

The wind swept across the battlefield, and Rao, a sturdy orc, bent himself in the storm, forcing himself to keep moving his legs. There is only one way for him to escape from this bloody and noisy hell.

At twilight, a thick fog enveloped everything, making the otherwise clear battle situation blurry.

The torch was lit, and although it was a magical flame, it still floated in the storm, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

Finally, the last torch was extinguished, and the night truly came.

"King, let's go back to camp first!" Behind the beast army, the cyclops accurately located Com's position in the pitch darkness, standing on his side, blocking half of the wind and rain for him.

In the middle of the two, there is Qian Shao, who is a little pale, Qian Shao is just a thunder magician, and his body is naturally not comparable to the heroic and fearless human soldiers, let alone the orcs with copper skin and iron bones, under the blow of the heavy rain, he almost struggled to speak.

"Let me go and tell them that there are already too many casualties to go on like this!"

"I'm human, they won't hurt me!"

"This war could have been avoided, I can't bear to see the results now!"

From the original curiosity about the war, to the current deep hatred, unconsciously, Qian Shao has also grown a lot, he knows his own value, he knows the real meaning behind this battle, so he stood up.

"No! Now that it's getting dark, they won't let you go! "The friendship between Kom and Qian Shao is not as shallow as Qian Shao imagined, and the pride of the Beastmaster will not allow Qian Shao to compromise, either fight or die!

This is the only belief in Combe's heart.

"Listen to me! The orc horde has suffered heavy casualties, and the united humans are not comparable to you at the moment! Speaking of this, Qian Shao's expression was a little anxious.

Hearing his words, Combe was also slightly stunned, but still rejected his kindness, and glanced at the cyclops beside him, in the dark night, Combe could still see the same stubbornness in the eyes of the cyclops.

Sure enough, this is an orc! A never-say-die race, they don't have the word defeat in their dictionary!

"Take him to the tent, and the rest of the men will charge with me!" Com was also angry, the majesty of the king was fully displayed, Qian Shao wanted to refuse, but before he could struggle, he was stunned by a palm of the cyclops and fell into the arms of an orc beside him.

"Rush!" I don't know which orc shouted, and the other orcs were also eager to try under his bloody summons.

"Roar!!

A deafening roar echoed through the fortress, and even though it was night, everyone saw a golden light rising from the rain curtain, as if a seed of hope had sprouted in the hearts of orcs.

Beamon goes berserk!

"Roar!!

There was another roar, and a huge ball of light flashed, different from the dark gold just now, but at this time it was silver-white, it was the silver Beamon, the personal guard of the Beamon royal family, and it was the most powerful force of Kom.

If one Beamon can rival 100 people, then dozens of Beamon are already qualified to compete with the Silver Spear Legion.

The human warriors were awakened by the thunderous roar, and before they could react, the most primitive attack had arrived.

Tear, thrash!

These soldiers would never have imagined that death was so close!

"Rubbish! Don't attack yet!! ”

The Northern Moon Emperor, who had been standing on the city wall watching the battle, was furious, and yelled directly at the magician who was still stunned on the side.

Under his roar, the mages did not wait for the commander's order, and recited the spell one after another.

It's a pity that it's still too late, the spell has not yet been released, and the Silver Spear Legion, which was still unstoppable before, has been swallowed up by another touch of silver, and the washing of the rain can't keep up with the flow of blood, and slowly, a river of blood has accumulated under the city wall that has not reached the instep.

Under the colorful magical light, the blood-thick river became more and more enchanting, as if some giant beast would erupt from there.

Thundered!!!

A silver light flashed in the dark sky, it was lightning, and it was also a lightning technique, I didn't expect that there were high-level professionals among human mages.

The dark purple lightning mixed with the rain burst out with a trace of electricity, directly slashing at the unprepared orcs, the numbness of the body made the orcs stop screaming, and the slightly weak orcs even lost their lives under this thunder.

"Wang !!"

An arm-thick bolt of lightning slid down from the sky, and suddenly it was as bright as day!

In the surprised gaze of everyone, the lightning actually converged into a purple thunder surging big sword, and the big sword sucked up the already scattered thunder elements in the air, and as if it had eyes, it slashed straight towards the most dazzling figure in the orc team!

That's the Sword of Judgment, and here it comes.

"Bang !!"

Is this the sound of an explosion, and in a scorched red fire, the greatest beastmaster of the orcs fell forever.