The orcs, originally an invading race, came to Azeroth, brought endless slaughter, and now they are bent on occupying the territory of the Gray Valley, which was originally the territory of the Night Elves, and it is the new hatred and old hatred that swells up in their hearts.

Up and down the trenches, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the screams kept coming out, and the two sides were fighting to the death.

The elven commander understood that the outcome of this battle was instantaneous, and if he could kill or even clear the enemy in front of him before the orc reinforcements came, it would mean that he had won the battle, otherwise, when the orc reinforcements arrived, his side would be forced to withdraw from this front.

"Kill! The second squad is immediately reinforced! The elven commander was overjoyed to see that the reinforcements from his side had finally arrived one step earlier, and he didn't bother to let the soldiers rest for a while, and immediately commanded the whole line to press.

Orc reinforcements are swarming, time is life, time is victory!

"Kill! Kill! The elven soldiers who received reinforcements were mighty, and they rose up bravely, and rushed to the last dozens of orc soldiers without fear of death.

With individual combat effectiveness alone, orc soldiers are indeed much stronger than elven soldiers, and a death squad of only 100 people can kill the elves' first line of defense.

It's a pity that they are now in a state of no one to command, the captain Sark was shot to death, and the vice captain actually broke away from the team and is being hunted down at the moment!

The deputy captain of the orcs also regretted it at the moment, just now he saw that Dinin was alone, and he took three soldiers with him, and he could easily kill him, but he didn't expect that he had an accident in the process, and his subordinates had been completely wiped out, and now he was alone, facing the pursuit of six elves!

The most troublesome thing is that one of these six elves is an archer!

"Damn it!" The deputy captain of the orc cursed fiercely, and finally forced the five elven soldiers to retreat, and was about to start retreating, when another arrow hit, so he had to stop again, and with a wave of the battle axe in his hand, the arrow swept away.

"Kill him!" The elven soldier looked at the tired orc vice-captain, and his eyes couldn't help but show a greedy light, like a hungry wolf who hadn't eaten meat for ten days saw a little sheep.

"Kill!" The elven soldiers shouted excitedly.

This opportunity is rare, the orc in front of him is extremely powerful, if it is a normal time, his five people are afraid that they are just barely winning, even if they can win, if the other party is bent on escaping, it will not be able to stop, and now there is a marksman behind him, at least half of the orc's energy can be contained.

"Here's a few people!" The deputy captain of the orcs, who was already drenched in sweat, shouted loudly, but unfortunately its soldiers were now unable to take care of themselves, and there were still people there to help.

"Archers in position, snipe!" The elven commander couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that all the orc soldiers had already withdrawn from the trenches, and hurriedly commanded the archers to return to the trenches and snipe at the enemy below the mountain.

Killing or delaying their arrival is a guarantee of victory.

In the orc camp under the mountain, the sound of war drums resounded in the sky, on the battlefield, the sound of killing shook the sky, the first batch of orc death squads who rushed to the trenches, although they were extremely brave, in the end they could not defeat the number of elven soldiers, and they kept retreating, and people were constantly injured and fell to the ground or even killed.

The battlefield was filled with the smell of blood, the middle people wanted to vomit, the dull sound of cutting bones and flesh, and the screams of high or low were terrifying.

The sniper of the elven archers effectively suppressed the advance speed of the orc reinforcements.

"Well done!" Standing on a high place, Mei Yisena's face finally showed a slight smile.

The young man named Dinein, who did too well, began to shoot Zac, and now effectively pinned down the vice-captain of the orcs, so that the orcs' attack completely lost his command, and can be said to be the key figure in this battle.

In the orc camp, Jolin Deatheye frowned, sorry for Sark's death, happy for attacking the elves' trenches, thought that success was in sight, but unexpectedly, after a while, the situation reversed again, and the heroic orc soldiers were forced out of the trenches again, suffering heavy casualties.

"Idiot!" Garrosh cursed fiercely, if it weren't for the vice-captain who left the team, fought steadily after capturing the trenches, and held on to the occupied position and waited for reinforcements to arrive, the position would have changed hands, and when the time came, the battle line would have advanced forward, closer to the elven sentry, and the disadvantage of the terrain had been effectively alleviated.

At this time, the remaining soldiers of the orc death squad were less than 20 people, and the elven soldiers had rushed out of the trenches and launched a fierce attack around them.

"Kill!" Elven pikemen joined the battle, and as soon as the spears were retracted and stabbed, several orc soldiers fell.

"Get out!" The deputy captain of the orc roared, gathered his strength, swept the battle axe in his hand, and once again forced the five elven soldiers in front of him to retreat, and flew up with a kick, kicking one of the elven soldiers who approached into the air.

It also knew that the situation was critical now, and if it didn't retreat, it was afraid that it would have no chance, but the few elves in front of it did not attack rashly, but like glue, they stuck to themselves and wanted to drag themselves down.

Seeing his men fall one after another, the deputy captain of the orcs was full of regret and despair.

He was dragged back, and when all his subordinates died, he was alone, and no matter how brave he was, there was only one result - death.

But can you wait until all your men die? The deputy captain of the orc used the battle axe in his hand to pull away the flying arrow, looking at the wounds on his body that were constantly bleeding, his eyes were gray, and he completely lost the pride he had when he chased and killed Di Ning just now.

"Die!" Dinen glanced at Nana, who was wrinkling her little face in pain, the bow and arrow in her hand slowly pulled away, like a full moon, her left eye was slightly closed, her right hand was loosened, and with a "boom", the iron arrow shot at the deputy captain of the orc.

Just now, he had been using ordinary archery techniques, mainly because when he used the Gangqi shield, he lost a lot of true yuan, and when he shot Zack, he had exposed the "Phantom Arrow" skill in advance.

The orc vice-captain in front of him is not much higher in level than himself, if he is engrossed in dealing with it, his phantom arrow, I am afraid that it will not have the effect of killing with one blow.

Now that it is in an exhausted state, it is a good time to avenge Nana.

Dineh shot an arrow, and immediately took out three more iron arrows from the quiver with his backhand, "Bang Bang", three arrows in a volley.

"Brother-in-law, it's amazing." Nana rested for a while, feeling a little better, and endured the pain, glaring at the badass orc who had hurt her.

"Watch me get your revenge!" Dineen said with a chuckle, his expression relaxed.

Now on the battlefield, it is completely one-sided, and the orc death squads are almost passively killed, and only a few are left, struggling to the death.

Dinen didn't bother to use the phantom arrow, "boom, boom, boom", and three arrows were shot.