"Again! Damn it! These humans still have so many goblin explosives! Nandus, the wolf king who was watching the battle from a distance, crushed the head in his hand, which had grown on the neck of a human scout, but was now clearly his toy.

The troll high priest beside him didn't have a good face, he didn't expect that these extremely powerful blood god guards would become minced meat before they even took down the city wall. Seeing that the walls of the city were once again filled with those human soldiers after the smoke cleared, he could only reluctantly accept this result, it was obvious that this time the attack on which he had high hopes failed.

"It's okay, we still have some blood god guards, so let's not go up together and attack together with the others. Since there is no way to take down the city wall in one go, then find a way to force those human powerhouses out, as long as they appear on the city wall, we will win! Tusca Darktooth didn't care, or he didn't believe that the human town could be captured in such a simple and brutal way, and if the humans were defeated so easily, the war would not have lasted to this day.

"Hmph, I'd like to see how long those guys can endure!" Nandus, who had already fought with Tadrar and them a few times, didn't know that Tibest had sneaked to Southsea Town, in his opinion, just relying on him and Damar Bloody Eye was enough to defeat Tadraal and Dalton, if it weren't for Matthew's support from time to time, this high-end battle would have already been decided, and now, with the help of the Demon Soul Hunter Tusca Darktooth, his side has occupied an absolute advantage in the level of hero-level combat power. As long as he defeats or even kills a human powerhouse on the battlefield, the entire Nanhai Town will lose the strength it relies on and eventually become the prey in his hands!

"Overseer Damar, we Dark Pine Trolls have shown sincerity, are the Blood Cave Clans cowards?"

"There's no need to provoke me in this way, the warriors of the Blood Cave Clan will never back down!" As the Overseer who led the army to attack Southsea Town this time, Damar Bloodeye did not blindly waste the lives of orc warriors, the Blood Cave Clan is different from the Dark Pine Trolls, in addition to fighting with humans for control of the Hillsbrad Hills, they also have to guard against threats from Orgrimmar, since the defection of the Blackstone Clan and the complete control of Orgrimmar by the Great Chief Thrall, the Blood Cave Clan, as one of the main support forces of the Orc Warlocks, has become a thorn in the side of those shamans. Therefore, Damar must bring back as many orc soldiers as possible, lest Dunhold Castle be overrun by the orc clans who are eyeing it because of its lack of warriors.

"Daga, it's time for you to show the bravery of the Blood Cave Clan! Let these trolls and those humans show that we orcs are the most powerful force on the battlefield! ”

The sword saint Daga from the Blood Cave Clan nodded silently, and headed to the front line with more than a dozen compatriots and a group of orc warlocks.

"Breath of Shadow!" Although the wolf king Nandus left the shadow plane, he still maintained a keen perception of the shadow power, and from those orc warlocks, he sensed a shadow power that was completely different from himself, this power was more irritable, darker, and more intense!

He couldn't help but set his eyes on Damar, perhaps these orcs of the Blood Cave Clan were not as insignificant as Arugao had said.

The appearance of the orc swordmaster and the warlock made the battle that was finally restored to balance dangerous again, this time Raphael had no way to repeat the old tricks, fortunately, Horbels led a group of senior officers of the expeditionary force to go up, relying on the holy shield technique and the deadly style of play, it was enough to block the offensive that was enough to determine the outcome of the offensive, of course, the price paid was very heavy, the twenty-seven senior officers who launched the counter-charge only came back alive four, and all of them were seriously injured, Horbels even paid for it with an eye and an arm.

The battle for the walls continued in a fierce manner, with teams of soldiers waiting to be rotated inside the walls to be sent up the walls like the cheapest consumables, and then lost in a matter of minutes, before the players tasked with cleaning the battlefield didn't even have time to carry the corpses off the walls. At this moment, each soldier was no longer a living life in Raphael's eyes, but just a number to calculate.

"How's the first batch of Radiant Praetorian Guards to rotate? They've been resting for an hour! Seeing that another whole thousand-man squad had been lost on the wall, Raphael asked the officer beside him.

"Lord Raphael, the previous losses were too great, and now there are less than four hundred people left who can still fight! Isn't it ......"

"Then count the Banster Royals, I'm going to see them appear in the next rotation! What about Prince Modir? ”

"Your Royal Highness...... Your Highness...... He ......"

"What's wrong with him? Don't think that if you're a prince, you can hide behind and rest! ”

"Prince Mordir is dead, his body has just been found, and he is hugging two orc warriors, and he can't pull it open." Princess Lana walked over, her arms shaking, apparently overexerted from the sheer number of draws. "Now it's this lieutenant of his who is in command of the warband."

Raphael was silent for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Take good care of Prince Modir's body, but my order is still the same, the Banster Royal Warband must appear in the next batch of rotation sequences with the Radiant Praetorian Guard." ”

"You'll see us on the walls! The Royal Warband will never bring the kingdom to shame! The lieutenant who succeeded Prince Mordir beat his hand on the chest, and the death of the commander did not make him lose his fighting spirit, but filled the entire royal wargroup with vengeful anger.

The battle burned until noon, and this time the battle was unexpectedly long, and every team of the expeditionary force rotated at least twice, and even many teams had to be broken up and regrouped because of the large number of casualties. At the most critical moment, Raphael even sent the sailors on several transport ships that stayed at the dock to the city walls, just to hold on as long as possible.

"These humans have been able to resist until now!" Nandus, the unexpectedly persevering of Nanhai Town, surprised the wolf king Nandus and others, even though the number and individual strength of the coalition army were stronger than those human defenders, but the not-so-tall city wall flattened the gap between the two sides from the other side, and with the advantage of defense, Nandus had to accept the current stalemate.

"Damar, I don't want to wait any longer! You rush forward with your valiant orc warriors, and I'll hand over the remaining two thousand werewolves to you, and this time you must force those guys out!" Unless they are willing to watch those humans be slaughtered by us! ”

The long-term inability to attack the Overseer of the Blood Cave Clan also made his face gloomy, especially the obvious mocking eyes from the Troll High Priest and Tusca next to him, which filled Damar's heart with anger, and now, this anger finally had a purpose to vent.

With the last elite orc warriors and two thousand werewolves, plus a few troll spearmen, Damar unabashedly exuded a heroic aura, ignoring the oncoming arrows, stepping on the dense corpses under his feet and rushing towards the city walls.

"I finally can't help it, it's really a big guy now!" Lana, who returned to the tower, caught a glimpse of Damar, an orc overseer who was like a torch in the night, even if he didn't exude heroic power, and whose equipment was so different from that of other orc warriors. The princess of the kingdom of Sadari pulled out a very peculiar arrow from the quiver behind her back, the shaft of which was entwined with tiny hair-like vines, the rain of arrows was made of two green night owl feathers, and the arrow was forged from a metal that glowed with cold light.

Placing this special arrow on the bowstring, Lana gritted her teeth as if she was pulling a small mountain with all her strength, and pulled the bowstring apart little by little, just pulling it half full, her fingers were already strangled by the bowstring, and they were deep into the phalanges. But Lana was not satisfied, gritted her teeth and endured the pain in her heart, and continued to pull the bowstring until the full moon.

Even in the midst of the intense pain, her hand held the longbow steadily, and the arrow was aimed at Damar, who was clutching the battlements and climbing up the wall.

“sha la na su la！”

With a softly recited incantation in Elven language, the thin vine wrapped around the arrow suddenly came to life, crawling up the arrow shaft and finally tangling into a slender drill in the shape of a spiral at the tip of the arrow.

"Boom!" As the full moon-shaped bowstring was released, a bowstring made from the tendons of a wyvern channeled a tremendous amount of force to the arrow, driving the arrow, known as Forest Fury, to travel hundreds of meters in an instant, and shoot directly at Damar's eyebrow, which was not protected by a helmet. As the arrow was fired, Princess Lana, whose whole body was exhausted, fell to the ground in a dejected manner, and a large stream of bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and the whole person had passed out.

The murderous aura as sharp as the substance stimulated Damar to subconsciously raise the battle axe in his hand, and at the same time did not hesitate to urge the power of his whole body, forming a blood-red shield on the surface of his body that used his anger. However, Forest Fury, which looked more fragile than ordinary arrows, easily pierced the battle axe in his hand forged from stainless steel mixed with red blood ore, and the battle axe, which was thicker than the palm of his hand, could not even slow down the arrow.

The wrath of the forest that pierced through the battle axe touched the blood-red rage shield, and the auger bit at the front suddenly spun at a rapid speed, and the feathers behind the arrow also glowed green, causing the slender vine to grow and replenish the wear and tear caused by the drill shield.

"Ahh Finally realizing that his life was likely to be in danger if he continued like this, Damar roared, and the eye that had been sacrificed during the ritual suddenly emitted a purple light, and the shadow power wrapped the drill as if it were substance. But in the next second, the shadow power that was about to condense into an entity was suddenly dispelled by the power generated on the drill, and the arrow finally succeeded in penetrating the shield of rage.

Poof! The arrowhead forged from Austrian Steel shot into Darmar's other eye, which was still intact, but unfortunately, in order to dispel the power of the shadow, the slender vines on the shaft of the arrow had consumed too much power, causing the arrow to be unable to penetrate deeper parts, allowing Damal to successfully avoid the result of dying on the spot.

The orc overseer's eye burst into excruciating pain, and if it weren't for the fact that another eye filled with shadow power still allowed him to see the outside world, he would have been blind from now on. But the sensation of being shot in the eye still made the heroic orc feel deadly threatened, and he roared, his body suddenly swelling a little, and the sense of power from the madness made him temporarily suppress the pain.

He pulled the arrow off, ignoring the fact that it was still piercing his eyeballs, and threw the elven-style arrow to the ground, stomped it off with one kick, and threw the tomahawk in his hand towards the tower where the arrow had been fired. The powerful tomahawk easily cut off the arrow tower!

But the arrow shot by Princess Lana had bought the soldiers enough time for the lieutenant who had succeeded Prince Mordir and the last of the high-ranking officers of the Banster Royal Warband to pounce on the frenzied Damar, who wanted to use the blood of this orc to pay tribute to their heroic death!

"Mole ants!" Although in the eyes of ordinary people, these human warriors can already be regarded as very powerful existences, but in front of hero-level existences, they are just a few relatively powerful ants with only sixth-order strength. Damar didn't even need to use weapons, just waved his fists, and easily turned these self-conscious guys into corpses, and the adjutant's head was even smashed into a rotten watermelon by Damar.

But their death did not frighten the other soldiers, but aroused their common hatred of the enemy, and the human warriors, who had been stimulated to the critical point by the tragic battle on the city wall, roared angrily, and rushed towards Damar one after another, with a great momentum of fighting and pulling the emperor off his horse.

And they were not fighting alone, Raphael, who was a step late, urged the angel wings to fly up, holding the Holy Flame Sword, and pointed at Damar: "Holy Light Cage!" ”

Four rays of spiritual light like essence locked Damar's waist and pinned him firmly in place, but the huge difference in strength between the two made it impossible for this high-level binding skill to last too long.

"For the kingdom!" The soldiers of the Banster Royal Warband roared angrily, and handed the weapons in their hands to Damar without hesitation.

At the same time, not far from the small dirt bag used by the wolf king Nandus to watch the battle, the Tibest people who had been lurking here for a long time finally waited for the best opportunity!