"Cantona! This is not war, this is slaughter! Retreat! "Unil gathered the cavalry of the Frostwolf Clan and retreated to Cantona's side. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just moments ago, the last charge of the Orc Alliance, the infantry finally rushed to the city in the accumulation of flesh and blood, the point of the magic crystal musket turned into a collision of bayonets and stone axes, the Bat Knight and the Wyvern Knight once again occupied the sky, and the Komodo War Behemoth slammed into the city gate with solid steps, as if suddenly the victory of the Orc Alliance became within reach.

It's a pity, with a thunderous roar, it resounded in the sky again, and thunder, lightning, lightning, flames, and frost fell from the sky in an instant!

The artillery fire created large craters in the ground, the thunder paralyzed the knights in the sky, and the flames and frost swept the charging orc infantry, and the form of war has long been out of the imagination of the orc army.

Cantona and Unil, who had already survived another round of shelling, were unkempt and painted.

Cantona pushed aside the orc warriors who had tried to cover him, shook off the dirt and turf from his body, raised his head tremblingly, and looked around with a solemn countenance, taking in the horrific sight around him.

The roaring light of the fire reflected the orc camp, and the scorched earth was covered with the corpses of orc warriors.

Most of the corpses were shattered in the waves of shelling, all kinds of body parts were scattered around Cantona, and of course, there were whole corpses, but the bleeding death was even more hideous...... In the air, which was still hot, the stench of the corpses mixed with a strange smell made people feel extremely disgusting.

"It's ...... A taste of magic? Cantona asked Unil hesitantly, who nodded solemnly.

Cantona's ornate royal tent is now gone, and if it weren't for the warriors beside him, I'm afraid that Cantona would have turned into peaty with the Kodo beasts under his seat. Fang Cai's position was scattered with scorched black limbs and mutilated leather armor, which seemed to have belonged to his most trusted ones

Close guard.

The banners of the orc tribes have also disappeared completely.

"Cantona, their magician, is different." In the chaotic battlefield, the ancestral spirits were no longer able to communicate, but the magicians who suddenly appeared on the opposite side could cross the vast sea to communicate with the goddess of magic, wielding batches of magic with such a balanced power that it seemed to be cast by the same person.

Lightning, storms, flames, and frost constitute the main theme of contact warfare, and the mage is no longer the big killer weapon that destroyed the city and the country at the beginning, but a more brutal formed army.

Unil found that even though he was the highest-level prophet of the orc tribe, the spell lightning chain that could be released could be cast by the second echelon of the opponent's mage team.

Unil sighed, directing the remaining wolf cavalry and bipedal dragoons to continuously drag out their still surviving companions from the battlefield, and quickly escaped from the range of the opponent's magic crystal cannon.

The terrible sound of the cannon did not continue to sound, and although the Prophet did not know that this was the reason why Richard felt sorry for the magic crystal cannonball, it did not prevent him from gathering the rout.

As time passed, more and more surviving orc warriors emerged from all over the place, and the followers of the wolf cavalry warriors converged under the command of the alliance leader Cantona.

Although the magic crystal cannon was fierce, it only bombarded six or seven rounds, killing not as many orcs as expected. Although at most a few thousand orcs were killed on the spot, the real horror of the damage was on those who lacked arms and short legs, these orcs either lost their arms and had no chance to become warriors, or they had broken a leg and couldn't even walk steadily, and even more tragic were the crippled orcs who had broken their legs and could only crawl and squirm slowly between the corpses.

The intact orcs, who had been bombarded to numbness, were left with only dull eyes, and they were already unresponsive to the cruel scene around them.

The orcs who can retreat with the wolf cavalry are already mentally strong, and some of them have been frightened by this catastrophe, and they only know to stare blankly at the corpses around them.

If the first two rounds of shelling of these orcs thought that the other party's words did not agree with the forbidden curse, although they were afraid, they did not lose their courage, and after round after round of shelling, these orcs were already frightened.

There is no way, the visual impact effect of the war in the Hot Weapon Age is too terrifying, far beyond the imagination limit of these Stone Age orcs, the orcs are not high in IQ, and if they are defeated, they can continue to maintain the ability to think rationally.

The prophet Yunil, who can still think now, is also in a daze.

Looking at the various parts of the grassland, Yunir couldn't understand why the tribal sacrifices who fought against the Great Magister in the memory of the ancestral spirit were so weak, the two-legged wyvern of the air army became crispy overnight, the bat knights of the Batuman tribe, who had been against him for many years, were slaughtered in front of the magic crystal musket, and the siege giant Komodo was just a large domestic animal in front of the magic crystal cannon.

Yunir asked Cangtian speechlessly: "Ancestral spirit! Could this be the prelude to the demise of the orcs! ”

"Look, You'll see, we still have tens of thousands of troops!"

"It's useless! Cantona! The power of Canberland is just a frontier city for mankind! No, this city is not even a border city! Their defenders are only a pair of vanguards at best! "How vicious is Unil's gaze?" Obviously, this is just the tip of human power! Retire! ”

"Retreat? Where to retreat? Once this wave of humanity lands on the subcontinent, we will have no way back! "Cantona, though unable to accept that the world is changing so quickly, is able to quickly analyze the future.

"Axon Forest!" Unil's determined eyes told his best brother that the orc tribe still had a chance, "Our ancient ally, the Elven Kingdom, has long since regained its lost magical power and established a magical city belonging to the Elves!" And don't forget the Fangs Tribe, we also have the mighty Legendary Cub, just wait until it grows up! We will have the power to destroy cities and countries! ”

"You're right, the elves have inherited the power from the ancients, and they must have weapons that are not inferior to those of humans. With them on top, we just have to wait for 'it' to grow! Cantona silently accepted the fact that the Orc Alliance had failed, "How do we convince the Elven Kingdom to ally with us?" ”

Yunir's face was grim: "The greed of human beings is endless, and there is no need to elaborate on it, I believe that the wise men of the elven race will know what to do." ”

"Inform the ministries to retreat!" Cantona's eyes rolled, and he suddenly said, "The weapons in the hands of the centaurs seem to be the same as the weapons in the hands of humans, and the kobold tribe must have hidden secrets that we don't know." ”

"As far as I know, the weapon in the hands of the centaurs is called the Sera Jiong, and there is no magic fluctuation, and the weapons in the hands of humans are obviously magic weapons." Unil apparently knew that Cantona had the idea of a robbery, so he had to explain.

"Unil, my brother, you know, we need a win." Cantona sincerely expressed his thoughts and thoughts, "Just return to the grassland, maybe the alliance with the elven kingdom has not been reached, and the orc alliance has ceased to exist." ”