Just as she wanted to let go of the bowstring, Winlessa hesitated again; She was curious about the carriages, and wanted to see what the kingdom/army of Gilneth wanted to do. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And the next development did not disappoint Winlessa - soon, the carriages approached the entrance to the Lordaeron Kingdom/Army camp, the black curtain that shrouded the carriages was torn from the inside, and a large number of mages in gray robes appeared in Winlessa's field of vision.

"Whoosh", several fireballs stood out in the night, flying towards the gates of the Lordaeron Kingdom/Army camp at great speed.

The wooden gate crashed to the ground with a fireball, and many of the fences were ignited by the splash of sparks, which lit up the open space in front of the camp.

"Attack!"

Tormont waved the one-handed sword in his hand and gave the order for a general attack.

"Attack! Attack! ”

In the midst of a noisy command voice, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Gilneth rushed towards the already open Lordaeron Kingdom/army camp under the urging of commanders at all levels.

"Yike...... This one! …… Well...... Or is it this? ”

Winlessa leaned against the top of the pine tree, her bow and arrow spinning back and forth from target to target, but she was always distressed that she could not make up her mind.

Wen Lesa had intended to shoot the horses so that the carriages carrying the mages would lose their ability to move.

However, Winlessa felt that it was a good choice to shoot the mages who were standing densely packed in the carriages; Just as she was about to shoot the mages, she noticed the apparently commander in the enemy camp.

While Weenlessa was hesitating, the wagons with the mages had already rushed into the camp of the kingdom/army of Lordaeron; Wen Lesa was stunned for a moment, and when she turned around and wanted to find the high-ranking officer in the kingdom/army of Gilneth just now, she found that the figure of the other party had been hidden in the tide of military momentum.

"It's annoying!"

Wen Lesa pursed her mouth in distress - she wanted to grab a big credit, but in the end, even the mages who got their hands flew away!

There was no way, Wen Lesa could only choose the nearest officer of the Kingdom of Gilneth who seemed to be of great status, and shot the arrow in his hand.

"Ugh!"

Winlessa's goal fell in response, but there were no waves in the kingdom/army of Gilneth - despite the bright moonlight, few people would have noticed that they were stepping over the bodies of their comrades in such a large-scale battle - and they were still living comrades.

……

"Attack, attack! Catch their king! ”

Tormon led a large number of elite guards and followed the carriages carrying the mages into the camp of the kingdom/army of Lordaeron.

This tactic of pulling the mages in a carriage came to the mind of a mage who had been expelled from Dalaran - the Gilneth mages were so resentful of Dalaran that they hit it off with Jean Greymane.

Dalaran has always been unsupportive of mages participating in battles between humans or other races, and the proportion of battle mages in Dalaran is far less than that of those who study chaotic spells.

However, when these mages put their talents to work on warfare, the results were remarkable, and they quickly came up with a plan to use on the battlefield.

Previously, mages were often the decisive weapon in positional warfare, but they were at a disadvantage in mobile combat - they certainly couldn't keep up with the knights who came up and down like the wind, or even the soldiers on foot while casting spells.

However, these mages have changed this situation in one simple way - horse-drawn carts.

Mages can cast spells in slightly bumpy conditions, and the carriage also guarantees the mobility of these "mobile turrets".

Carriages carrying mages, as well as flying fireballs, ice arrows, and arcane missiles tearing through enemy lines, and infantry and knights swarming forward, were the winning weapons that the mages had developed in just a few days—simple, but effective.

Jean Greymane was interested in this method - he did not believe that the kingdom of Lordaeron would be able to capture the Greymane Wall of Gilneis, but he also knew that if he only held on, he would only be invincible.

In order to gain the upper hand in a battle against an alliance that is ten times larger and ten times more populous than the Kingdom of Gilneis, the army of the Kingdom of Gilness must be able to defeat their opponents in mobile warfare.

The mages' plan gave Jean Greymane hope, so he quickly ordered some specially made carriages to be made and sent to the front to wait for the results to be tested.

Luckily, Tormont used this new tactic tonight.

Unfortunately...... These mages have forgotten how weak their bodies really are.

……

"Are these mages here looking for death?"

Sylvanas pouted behind a line of defense piled up by the trunks of several felled pine trees, and said dismissively.

"I have to admit it...... They still have a lot of ideas. ”

Aurelia put away her bow and arrows, and shook her head with some regret.

"What's the use of ideas, they're all dead......"

Sylvanas muttered discontentedly, her keen eyes still wandering the battlefield not far ahead, searching for the remnants of the enemy.

Not so long ago, those mages were excitedly riding in the carriages, hiding behind the carriages that looked like shields, and kept throwing fireballs in their hands at the camp of the kingdom/army of Lordaeron, igniting one tent after another.

However, these mages did not enjoy this kind of "revenge" for long before they came to their end - they were met by the High Elf rangers led by Aurelia and Sylvanas.

There aren't many rangers who have defected to the kingdom of Lordaeron and served as scouts in the royal guard of Lordaeron, but they are not small compared to the scarcity of mages.

The High Elf Ranger is one of mage's nemesis by nature, and their distance advantage is lost in the face of their incomparably accurate bows.

(Each version of the god of law who died at the hands of Daddy Hunter can be connected to circle Orgrimmar.) ）

To make matters worse, the mages were confined to the sealed carriages, revealing only a small portion of their upper bodies; This is true against the average human archer, but for the High Elf Ranger......

So, before the mages of the kingdom of Gilneth knew that danger was coming, the bow and arrows of the serpent's kiss had already bypassed the horses and planks in front of them at a tricky angle, and slammed into their weak necks or fragile eyeballs.