What's so funny about throwing a fragrant meat bone in front of a hungry dog?

Look at the current Gul'dan, and you will completely understand.

After Medivan left, Gul'dan, who wanted to get the Book of Medivan, changed his previous practice of just looking at it and began to fight hard against the mages of Stormwind.

Rhine didn't have the mana to wield the power of the Book of Medivan, but the court mages under his command could. So soon after Medivan left, these court mages became the new firepower of Stormwind's defenses.

Originally, the strength of the court mages recruited by the Rhine was not strong, and there was not much they could do in the war between the orcs and humans. However, the advent of the Book of Medivan changed everything.

As we all know, when a mage casts a spell, in addition to the guidance of mental power, the magic power of the mage itself will also be consumed. The strength of the former determines the maximum amount of magic the mage casts, while the latter determines the amount of magic the mage casts.

As long as the Book of Medivan is in hand, a court mage can cast ten times as many spells as before, and nothing else, because the Book of Medivan provides the wielder with ample mana.

A mage with sufficient magical power can continue to cast spells as long as his mental power is not depleted.

Gul'dan wasn't targeting anyone, what he was saying was that in his eyes, the human mages on the other side were all rubbish. If it's one-on-one, he can easily kill the other party into slag.

It's just such a group of scum, but they can compete with themselves, Gul'dan is both angry and happy.

It's angry that a group of ants who can usually be pinched to death can actually wrestle with themselves, and if those humans don't rely on the magic provided by the Book of Medivan in their hands, Gul'dan can teach them to be human with a few spells. The good thing is that a bunch of garbage can become so powerful after getting the Book of Medivan, so wouldn't they be even stronger after getting it.

Medivan, you hateful fellow, you can't help but look down on me too much, do you really think I'm the kind of little character who can be leveled down at will?

Gul'dan cast a spell while staring greedily at the Book of Medivan, his heart full of hatred for Medivan.

Since the mysterious disappearance of Naozu, he Gul'dan has become the strongest shaman among the orcs, and now he is secretly controlling the entire orc clan through black hands, and there is a big backer like the Burning Legion behind him, and he can't think high. All this was completely ineffective when it came to Medivan, and the attitude shown by Medivan was clearly saying-Guldan? Who is it? A small character deserves my attention? It's a waste of my time to look at him.

Medivan had a condescending attitude when the Dark Gate was opened, and today he ignored him directly, and Guldan's self-esteem was hurt tons.

Medivan, you wait for me, and I'll make you pay.

The more I thought about it, the more angry Gul'dan became.

As soon as the orc warlock became angry, it was the defenders of Stormwind who suffered.

The court mages recruited by the Rhine were not good at fighting, who made the Storm Kingdom peaceful for hundreds of years, most of the mages in the kingdom were academic rather than practical, and they were able to resist Gul'dan all by relying on the power of the Book of Medivan, and now Gul'dan increased the frequency and strength of spells under anger, and the court spells who felt difficult when they were fighting were overwhelmed.

It didn't matter if they couldn't bear it, the most important thing was that there was no magic to stop them, and the defenders on the city wall had sparse arrows due to physical exertion, and the resistance of the attacking orc army suddenly became very weak, and the latter's advance speed suddenly increased greatly.

It was only two or three minutes later that several rudimentary siege ladders were erected on the walls of Stormwind, which were siege ladders made by orcs.

"Push it out!"

"Push these ladders out for me."

Seeing this, the human officers were in a hurry, if the orcs were really rushed up by them through the ladder, how many lives would it take to drive them down?

What's more, it may not be able to catch up.

"Don't think!"

The two defenders grabbed the head of the ladder and pushed it outward, and when the staircase was about to leave the wall, an orc warrior rushed to it. But seeing that he jumped twice in a row on the ladder of the ladder, he jumped quickly in front of the two defenders. The orc warrior roared, and with the help of his forward leap, he slammed into it.

Being hit like this, the two defenders couldn't stabilize their bodies and fell backwards, becoming rolling gourds. The orc warrior fell, and fell under the wall with a thud, motionless, and did not know whether he had fainted or died.

Although the price paid by the orc warriors was not light, after his resistance, the two subsequent orc warriors successfully climbed the city wall. The two men did not rush forward, but stood at the exit of the ladder, and within a few seconds, several orc warriors had gathered here. By the time the human officer brought the killing, a gap had already formed.

Faced with muscular, fierce orcs, it would not be too difficult for the defenders of Stormwind to drive them out of the city. And once the orcs gain a foothold, more orcs will attack through the ladder, and when their numbers have reached a certain size, the small gap becomes a breach, causing Stormwind's defensive dam to burst, which is by no means alarmist.

What's worse is that there are not one, but several gaps in the walls.

Seeing that there were more and more orcs to kill, and the defenders could not stop the enemy's invasion even if they fought hard under the shouting and reprimanding of the officers, Rhine's mood at the moment could only be described in four words - the day was over.

With its back to a fortified city, the city is high and deep, and the weapons are excellent, so it can be said that it has taken advantage of it. Look at what the orcs have, most of the orcs are still shirtless, the armor is not even, and the weapons also have a large part of the wooden sticks and stone axes, so it can be said that the equipment is so bad that it can't be worse.

Judging from the equipment alone, the defenders of Stormwind City completely destroyed the orcs, but in this case, they did not block the attack of the orcs, and Rhine did not know what to do with his expression.

Spending so many gold coins every year is such a bunch of waste?

Stormwind, the royal city of the kingdom, is guarded by such waste?

Rhine's heart ached.

It's better to have them than a dog.

It's already like this, it's useless to think about it, the top priority is to drive the orcs down first, or Stormwind will be lost.

But how?

Bean-sized sweat covered Rhine's forehead, the orcs are so strong, far from being able to cope with the defenders of Stormwind City, what can you let him do?

Could it be that Stormwind is really going to be lost?

If those beasts invade the city, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Rhine, who had already drawn his sword, had already drawn his sword, and infinite regret swelled in his heart, knowing that the orcs were so powerful, and that the defenders of Stormwind City were so useless, he should have transferred the elite of the Westspring Fortress back.

The orcs have all hit the doorstep, what do you think I still need to guard against the fertile west?