"Quick, stop them!" Khadgar shouted, but to no avail. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Of all the countries in the alliance, Dalaran is probably the weakest defense force, and its people are too few!

There are only a few thousand people in the magical kingdom of Dalaran, although some of these people are mages, and their strength is not weak, but this is a war, and a person's strength cannot play a decisive role.

At this moment, in the corner of Dalaran's purple shield, Khadgar commanded the mages to fight against the orc vanguard. He couldn't let these orcs get too close to the shield, it would be too dangerous. The magic of the mages shone brightly and smashed into the ranks of the orcs, causing some casualties among the orcs. It's just that the orc warriors who were affected by the blood of Manolos have greatly changed their physique, coupled with their particularly prominent bloodthirsty character, which makes these orcs fearless of death.

Khadgar looked at the battlefield with a gloomy expression, Dalaran mobilized almost all the forces that could participate in the defense, but still could not stop the orcs. He didn't know if there were any mages in the orc's army, and if there were, then Dalaran would have no chance of winning!

"Khadgar, aren't those old guys going to do it yet!" One of the mages yelled, "If this continues, Dalaran will be attacked by the orcs sooner or later!" ”

Khadgar also sighed helplessly, Dalaran's situation had already informed those old guys, and the ghost knew what they were thinking, so he could only do his best to hold this line of defense.

New orcs continued to join the battle, making the defending mage Dalaran suddenly tightened, and the defense line continued to shrink back, and his back was already against the protective shield. Dalaran's mages were no longer able to cast spells safely, and one mage was split in half from head to toe by a raging orc. The others were stunned by the bloodthirsty scene, and some of the mages had forgotten to cast their spells.

With Khadgar's shout, the mages came to their senses and frantically chanted incantations, but with such a stunned effort, the orc team advanced a few meters further. The casualties of the mages are increasing more and more, and some capable high-level mages have already used the levitation technique to fly, but the sky is not safe, and they must always be on guard against bows and arrows shot by orcs. Even if some mages release ice armor on themselves, they can't completely guarantee their safety, and the consumption of mana has increased dramatically. But overall, it's much better than those low-level mages who are stranded on the ground.

Khadgar sighed, and finally reluctantly sent a signal for everyone to retreat into the shield, which also showed that his defense line had failed. The orcs lost the mage outside, howling and rushing towards the shield, but in an instant the shield collapsed and flew out, screaming and falling into the distance. Inside the protective shield, the mages who had exhausted their mana hurriedly recovered, and some of the mana ones were even more desperate to throw spells into the orc team.

The orcs had already begun to attack the shield, but the warriors had no effect, at most they would make the shield fluctuate a little, and then their bodies would collapse and consume some of the shield's mana reserves.

A high-pitched trumpet sound came from behind the orcs, and then the cries of the orcs were heard. Thunderbolts, ice blades, and even a huge meteorite-like fireball roared towards Dalaran's shield. The spell was approaching in an instant, causing the shield to shake violently, and everyone in Dalaran inside clearly felt that the earth was shaking.

The orcs shouted and stepped back, letting the orc mages cast their spells. The corners of Khadgar's eyes twitched fiercely, this can't work, it can't work! If you don't stop them, the mana reserves of the protective shield will be consumed to a certain extent, and it will be gone.

Khadgar looked anxiously behind him, and even flew up to look at the entire rear of Dalaran. I really don't know what the hell those old guys are doing, could it be that their magical research is more important than Dalaran's safety, and they really want to ignore Dalaran's danger? But, why didn't those bastards in Alterac come, they sent a letter of help early!

There was another neat shout, and a tyrannical burst of magical energy flew down on the shield, causing some people to fall to the ground with a huge shock.

At this moment, a sudden ice rain fell in the sky above the orcs. The tiny ice ballast was like a knife, and it cut scars on the orc's face and body, and these scars instantly bled endlessly. Gradually, the ice ballast in the ice rain gradually became larger, and after more than ten seconds of change, it had already turned into a sword-like ice blade. The ice blade stabbed into the orc's body, and then pierced out from behind, nailing the orcs to the ground one by one.

The orc warriors in front of them let out a howl and instantly retreated, trying to dodge the ice blades that were harvesting their lives. A burst of fire illuminated all the people who were defending on the front line, and a huge fireball, bursting into a fiery light, roared into the crowd of orcs with extreme heat.

"Flame Blast!" Khadgar's heart beat twice, those old guys finally made a move, they couldn't sit still after all.

Fireballs exploded in the crowd, mutilated corpses of orcs flew sideways, and the entire land outside the shield was suddenly covered with all kinds of stumps and broken arms. A half-cut orc body slammed into the protective shield, and then bounced outward, spilling out of the intestines in an instant, making those who were closer to the protective shield unable to help but vomit.

Ogrim opened his red eyes and looked at everything that was happening in front of him, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad on his flat face, but he just turned his head back and said something, and then waved his hand.

The orc warriors who were at the front immediately retreated, and the entire orc team retreated a full fifty meters.

Khadgar looked at the orcs in confusion, retreated? Looking at them, it doesn't look like a sign of a strike.

"Boom" ......

Khadgar was startled by the loud noise, what was the situation? The sky, which was already dark, was now as if it had been dyed with ink, and the thick black spread towards the protective shield. In the boundless black clouds, there seemed to be a glimmer of lightning shuttling.

"Get out of the way!" Khadgar roared instantly, but it was too late, and a black lightning bolt burst out of the black cloud, mixed with a bright hint of green, and slammed into the shield.

Everyone felt a huge tremor on the ground, and even if they heard Khadgar's shouts, they couldn't hide from it, they couldn't even stand firmly.

The purple shield shook for a while, and then in the eyes of everyone, a trace of cracks appeared, and finally there was a "pop", and the entire shield shattered, like a giant egg being crushed by an external force.

The violent energy fluctuations caused by the shattering of the shield caused a huge whirlwind to blow, and by the time the whirlwind passed, the orcs were already close at hand. All of them let out a shout and quickly retreated, unable to raise even the slightest desire to fight. When the shield is there, they can resist for a while, because they know that they can hide inside. Now that the protective shield is broken, there is no guarantee for your life, and it is important to escape!

Khadgar shouted to organize a resistance of the manpower, but to no avail, only a few dozen mages gathered, those ordinary people and even some low-level mages, all ran frantically towards the back. Khadgar and these mages also fought and retreated, no matter how powerful they were, it was impossible to stop so many orc armies.

Khadgar saw that there was no way back, and beyond that was the Violet Fortress, which was the key to the whole of Dalaran. There is no way to retreat, you can only fight to the death!

Without shields and resistance, the orc army was in a no-man's land, chasing Khadgar and the group of mages all the way to the Violet Castle. In a few windows on the top floor of the castle, several old figures flew out in an instant, floating in the air and waving their hands to sprinkle a piece of magic.

Khadgar and these dozens of mages were also in good spirits, and they took action one after another, trying to stop these rampaging orc warriors.

Everyone was so focused on fighting the orcs that no one noticed a shadow at the entrance of Violet Castle. The orc in the shadows snorted softly with red eyes and dodged into the castle.