Whining...... A mournful horn echoed over Galadar, and the orc guards of the outsiders had sounded the alarm for the city.

There is an invasion of foreign enemies!

The orcs in the city were stunned for a moment, then immediately put down what they were doing, took their weapons and began to assemble.

The orcs who live in the crowd of enemies all year round are too familiar with the war to be familiar with it, and Galadar's offensive and defensive battles are fought several times a year. Only this time was very different from what they had experienced before, and the attackers were not ogres, nor demons of the Burning Legion, nor herds, but humans and elves, two opponents that had never encountered each other since Galadar was founded.

Carlos stood on the rampart of the city and watched the slowly approaching enemy, his eyes flashing with a twinkle.

It's humans and elves!

He knew about these two races, even though he had not come into contact with them.

When the orcs invaded the world of humans from the world of Draenor through the Dark Gate, Carlos was still young and did not know much about the world, but when the armies of humans, dwarves, and elves counterattacked Draenor, he was already sensible, and he hated Carlos, the outsider who invaded his homeland.

People in the world are like this, when you hurt someone you don't feel anything, even if you do, it's easy to pass it off, but when you are hurt by others, your feelings become stronger.

Do unto others as you would have them do to you.

Before you make a move to hurt someone, you have to be prepared to be hurt by others, you can't be the only one who hurts others and others can't resist, there are not so many good things in the world.

The human elves and the dwarf Carlos are disgusted in his heart, and he has the impression that these three races are outsiders, they are the invaders of the world of Draenor, these people have invaded Draenor, which belongs to the orc homeland, if it weren't for the lack of strength, Carlos would have led people to find their trouble.

"Despicable invaders, dare to attack Galadar, the home of our orcs, I will crush your bones and cut off your heads."

Having said that, Carlos did not dare to despise the approaching army of humans and blood elves at all.

Unlike the demons and ogres that the orcs had encountered before, this time it was the regular army of the kingdom that came, and the orderly formation of the armies of Alaso and Quel'Salas knew at a glance that it was not something that the rabble could do, and they were not easy to deal with.

"That's Galadar, the city of orcs? It's kind of the same thing. ”

Leo pointed to the orc city standing in front of him, he was a little surprised, he originally thought that this orc city could have a circle of wooden walls would be good, who expected the orcs to use stones.

It's no wonder that the orcs of Nagrand can become a climate, and Carlos can be accepted by the orcs of the Warsong Clan smoothly, and judging from the Galadar he manages, this guy is not incompetent.

If we hadn't come today, these Maghars would have done something, but it's a pity you've met me.

Leo smiled coldly and nodded to Danas, signaling that he could let it go.

Although Scarlett doesn't trust Danas, and Leo also suspects that this guy may be unfavorable to Scarlett, Danas is unreplaceable here in terms of ability and qualifications, and it is natural for him to be the commander, and it would be strange if he was not appropriate.

It is not for nothing that the orcs chose to forge a city in Galadar, this Galadar has a special terrain, it is backed by a large lake under the Elemental Throne, the lake flows right from both sides of it, and converges directly in front of it, adding a natural moat to this orc city, and the first thing that any foreign enemy who wants to attack Galadar will face is the turbulent river.

The orcs watched the enemy outside the city with a playful mindset, and it was not easy to cross the great river, and the danger in the river was not just the turbulent current. As the defenders, the orcs were accustomed to the scene of the attackers suffering losses in the river, and they did not pay much attention to the human and elven armies that were slowly forming their formations.

When these guys suffer losses, they will know how powerful Galadar is.

With this thought in mind, the orcs looked at the army outside the city with a playful gaze, and they did not understand that a well-trained army with an experienced commander had no surname compared to the rabble-like ogres they had ever seen.

There's something wrong with this river!

Seeing that the orcs on the other side were not nervous, Danas quickly made a judgment, the orcs must have relied on it to do so, and now what can stop the march of his army is the big river outside Galadar, this big river is not as simple as it seems.

Finding out the problem and running head-on, that kind of guy is either a stunned guy or a fool, and it's clear that Danas is neither. The human commander commanded the herald behind him, and the orcs standing on the wall saw a group of humans dressed in dark red robes at the front of the group.

A muffled incantation was chanted, and a miniature circle of magic appeared beneath the feet of the crimson cloth-robed human.

Summon the Circle!

These humans are calling!

Carlos had a foreboding feeling in his heart, and when the humans outside the city summoned him, a power familiar to the orcs was fluctuating, and it was the power of the demons.

"Summoning demons...... These humans are warlocks! ”

An orc revealed the identity of the other party, and when he heard that the other party was a warlock of the envoy, the eyes of the orcs of Galadar flashed with hatred.

There are 5,000 warlocks outside the city, and in the orc's mind, even the Shadow Council may not be able to send so many warlocks to form an army at once, and when did the humans who were inspired by the orcs to study the power of the demons develop to this scale?

Carlos was so shocked that he shouted: "Not good!

Five thousand warlocks can summon five thousand demons, and it seems that the other party is preparing to let these demons take the lead, even if there is danger in the river outside Galadar City, the loss is only the demons summoned by the warlocks.

"Cunning humans." Carlos cursed under his breath, and then shouted at his own people, "Pick yourself up and get ready for battle." ”

Humans can come up with so many warlocks, and the great river outside the city will certainly not be able to stop them, and Galadar will face a severe test.

The chirping demon whispers sounded one after another outside Galadar as the warlock's summoning spell was completed, and one by one the demon imps were summoned, adding a bit of noise to Galadar, which was about to become a battlefield.

"This is the Legion of Summoners you formed?"

Kael'thas glanced at Leo, who is said to have put a lot of effort into the Legion of Summoners, and these warlocks are only to the extent of summoning imps?

Kael'thas didn't believe it.

Although the Summoner Legion has not been established for a long time, and the number of five thousand warlocks is indeed surprising, which is a remarkable achievement for someone else, this kind of achievement is more than a bad word for Leo.

As it turned out, Kael'thas was right, the Warlocks of the Summoner Legion were definitely more than that, and after summoning the demonic imps, they continued to chant incantations, and the miniature summoning circle shone again.

Second Summon!

The Blood Elf Prince nodded thoughtfully, it was not that these warlocks were not capable of summoning demons that were higher than the demon imps, but that they did not summon only one demon at the same time to serve themselves like ordinary warlocks.

"Interesting, very interesting."

Kael'thas was intrigued, and according to the information he received, Leo had written a magic book by himself, which recorded the knowledge of dominating demons.

It seems that this army of warlocks in Arathas was the first to enjoy the benefits of that tome.

Leo is cunning enough, with the Warlock Magic Book he wrote himself, people with warlock talent still cry and shout to join Aratho?

Now among the spellcasters in the native world, the most attacking surnames are mages and warlocks, and the mages of the competition can't even compare to a finger of Quel'Salas and Dalaran with Arath's background, and if you want to compare this one Arathas is lost. Warlocks are different, with Leo, a demigod sorcerer, in charge, and other forces have no comparable surname with Alatho. This guy saw this and vigorously cultivated warlocks as a pillar against other forces.

An army of warlocks can be a real headache, and the army of warlocks with all kinds of demons to summon has almost no weaknesses in terms of ability, whether it is melee attack or competition attrition, they have enough deterrent power.

At the beginning of Leo's assistance to Scarlett in Riptide Castle, the army of summoners formed under pressure from the Holy Light Cathedral has now sharpened their minions and is about to reveal its bloodthirsty side?

Kael'thas straightened up, eager to see what was so special about these human warlocks after looking at Leo's handwritten tome.

The second group of demons appeared, and they were still demon imps, but they were not ordinary demon imps who could cast blood contracts, but evil imps who used evil energy. Although the latter cannot improve the Warlock's physique through the Blood Contract, it is more than a step stronger in attacking the surname.

Carlos's face had long since sunk, and he knew that the situation was even worse than he expected when he saw the human warlock outside the city start the second summon.

Five thousand warlocks, the second summon is ten thousand demons, and these demons alone are enough to threaten the safety of Galadar, not to mention that there are armies of humans and blood elves behind these ten thousand demons?

Today's battle is the greatest crisis that Galadar has faced since its establishment.

Realizing this, Carlos clenched the weapon in his hand, and at this time, the orcs of Galadar had long since lost their previous ease, and their faces were full of solemnity in the face of a great enemy.

Before the war really started, the main formation of the human and blood elf armies had not yet made a move, and only the pre-battle summoning ritual carried out by the summoner legion of the Alaso Kingdom gave the orcs extremely heavy pressure, and the humans and elves who were the attacking sides had already won a game in terms of momentum.

However, as if the pressure on the orcs was not enough, the warlocks who had made the second summon did not stop there, and the miniature summoning circle shone again, and the three summons that made Kael'thas a little moved began.

(To be continued)