The Northlanders were no match for these increasingly brave orc warriors, and the scales of victory tipped in favor of the Bronka orcs. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, a swift figure burst out from behind the ice rock, surrounded by magical runes written in Elven language, and rushed directly towards the Eye of Geush, which was facing away from him.

The orc shaman apparently heard the voice behind him as well, and he turned his head and unleashed the Eye of Fury at his target, stabbing the spear out of his hand.

Neither the spell nor the spear could hit his enemy, and Robb vanished into a cloud of green smoke, then reappeared next to an orc not far from him, biting off the opponent's neck with a single bite.

The Orc Shaman was caught off guard by the Wild Hound's teleportation attack, and he could only watch as one of his other men was bitten on the arm by the Hound, and then hacked to death by the Northlanders.

Keith protected Hillis behind her, and her tied hands had not been able to be freed until now. An icewolf, behaving lost its owner, came towards him with its teeth bared and hunched, and he could only deal with it with his hands tied.

The next moment, the bearded man saw a familiar figure galloping towards him on his horse.

"Hey! I'm here!" He couldn't help but raise his tied hands and shout at the man on horseback, hoping that the other party would see him.

Lancet had apparently seen Keith and the Icewolf around him for a long time. Seeing his hands raised, Lancet reached for his waist and shot the knife in his hand towards Keith's hands.

The Icewolf couldn't help but pounce on its target, but it was slower than the flying knives.

The sharp flying knife instantly cut the rope on the bearded man's hand, and when he regained his freedom, he roared and punched at the wolf who pounced, and the huge ice wolf only had time to let out a whimper before he was directly suffocated to the ground by this powerful punch.

Then Keith successfully strangled the wolf's neck and twisted it hard, and after a "click" sound, the beast was directly broken off by him.

"Thank you, my friend!" Keith thanked Lance for his stop, and then protected Her Highness and retreated to a relatively safe position.

Ranster glanced at the weak girl he was protecting behind him, and found that he had no special impression of her. Then he took the reins and struck his horse in the direction of the orcs.

More than half of the orc wolf cavalry had been killed or wounded, and the remnants of the orc forces had gathered together at the behest of the Eye of Gesh shaman.

This was a chance for Ranst to seek, and he rushed forward to unleash the fire spell on the hideous orcs, and the female mage's fiery explosion descended on their heads just in time.

Even though the damage of the fire spell in this ice and snow was much lower than usual, the combined spells of the two were not something that these orcs could resist, and if it weren't for the Eye of Guush who kept using spells to restore life to these orcs in the back, they would have become charred corpses long ago.

These orcs held the line and kept retreating, and the attacks of the Northlanders had no real effect at all.

Ranster was well aware of the orc shaman's intentions, and he wanted to retreat to the Blonka clan outpost and let the tribe send others to help.

But how could Lancet grant his wish?

The shock spell was quickly formed on his hand, and was hit by Lancet on the orc's body, and in an instant, at least two orc wolf cavalry were invisibly shocked, revealing huge flaws.

Ranster, who had been prepared, took out the hand crossbow on his waist and "swished" a few crossbows, which resulted in the two orcs and wounded the other at the same time, and then he did the same, and again lost three orcs.

The orc shaman let out an angry roar, and the spell it unleashed at Lanster couldn't accurately hit the opponent, while his own men died in the attack.

The dying orcs also killed a few Northlanders in their dying struggles, but the gap in numbers and strength between them and the other side was too obvious to gradually lose the possibility of winning the battle.

With the cooperation of the female mage and Randster, the last of the stubborn orcs was also decapitated by him, and the headless corpse fell to the ground with a bang, black blood gushing out.

"Thank you, my friend!" Keith came up and gave Lancester a bear hug and patted him on the back excitedly.

Lancet managed to break free from his arms and cautiously glanced at the messy battlefield, "Case, let them clean up the battlefield, and remember to send them back to the West if they are not dead." ”

The bearded man retracted the smile on his face, nodded grimly, and began to beckon the others to clean up the battlefield.

Ranster walked over to the Eye of Geush and kicked it on its slashed and tattered body, confirming that the orc shaman of Bronka was dead.

Then he began to look around the battlefield, counting all the corpses of the orcs.

He carefully counted the number of orcs and ice wolves as before the battle, meaning that there were no escaped fish.

Relenting, Lancet gave a whistle, and two long-haired horses unique to the Northlands trotted from behind the Ice Rock.

Handing one of them to Keith, Lanstra pulled the mage onto the other.

"You'd better get out of here as soon as possible, the orc patrol could come at any moment."

The bearded man patted the horse's back and threw a grateful look at Ranster.

The black ravens hovering in the sky let out a rapid cry, and Lancet frowned, wondering if Ed had found something.

"Eddard, Eddard......" he telepathically called out to his pet, and Eddard's head emerged from Lancet's cloak.

"What?" It replied angrily, and then heard the cries of its own kind in the sky.

Ranster's heart sank, if the raven in the sky was not Eddard, how could one fly out of the ice and snow for no reason?

"Ed, kill it, hurry!" As he spoke, he quickly rushed to the side of one of the Northlanders, snatched the strongbow that the other had just captured from the orc, and aimed the bone arrow at the raven that was about to escape.

The powerful bow and arrow "swished" out, grazing the raven's body and flying past. Its form slanted in the air, but it flew towards the other end of the ice rock with a scream.

"Bronka's orc outpost! Run for me! Keith also saw that something was wrong, and yelled and beckoned to all the surviving Northlanders, telling them to flee as soon as possible.