In the face of the catastrophic destruction, even the strong and resolute orcs scattered their feet and fled back desperately after the Macura were distracted.

A thousand-strong squad of axemen on the periphery desperately suppressed the four hundred formidable enemies and covered the retreat of their companions. Their range is far from enough. More than forty prophets immediately joined the fight.

Although the range of the seven demonic beasts of the sacrifices was far from the point of attacking more than forty orc prophets, there was no problem in intercepting the opponent's magic. Kubul, his apprentices, and the green dragon took the opportunity to start a counterattack against more than forty orc prophets. In this kind of magical battle of fighting for speed, the green dragon finally shined, and one by one the thunder and lightning dragon breath spewed out, causing more than forty Terran prophets to suddenly fall into a bitter battle again.

The green dragon and the fire dragon stared at each other, still staring at each other. The fire dragon sat down leisurely to rest, while the green dragon's eyes were complicated, staring at the fire dragon from afar. The knight saw that Zhang Yuan on the opposite side was also very leisurely, and he couldn't make up his mind to attack first.

Seeing that the orc soldiers showed signs of escape, the vicious-hearted Makulas smiled again. Their bravery was amazing, and they threw a second wave of high-explosive shells. Throw one after the other, and the range is super long. The fleeing orc infantry was once again lost in the flames.

One by one, the catapults were also destroyed by the flames and explosions, and the parts and blue-red flames scattered in all directions. Blue-red flames and catapult parts rained down from the air, and clusters of flying flames burned on the crystal ice on the ground. The wolf bèi's mercenaries threw away their weapons and cried as they walked through the rain of fire.

The only twenty or so dragon knights of the Force Mercenary Regiment had already risen into the air, but they could only hover around the green dragon, not daring to take a single step forward. After witnessing the strength of the red dragon, none of the Wyvern knights dared to fly close to the sky above the Flying Leaf Fortress again.

The same dilemma was faced on top of the Flying Leaf Fortress. Fifty Hippogriffs buried their heads in their wings and shivered, and no matter how much the half-elves tried to drive them, they could only let out a wail and would not take off. The majestic aura of the green dragon on the opposite side made them feel inexplicably frightened.

More than forty orc prophets quickly broke away from the battlefield with the defeated soldiers, retreating 1,500 meters behind. At this distance, whether it was the other party's prophet or the demonic beast, there was nothing they could do with more than forty prophets and orc soldiers.

The battlefield had completely returned to silence, except for the jubilation of the flames and the screams of tossing and turning, only the smoke that covered the sky.

Fortunately, the Night Elf warriors are not all of the strength of the Flying Leaf Warriors, otherwise, the Terran Alliance Empire would be in danger. Count Binsing, who was watching the battle from afar, let out a long breath. At the same time, he was also glad that he had found a good ally.

Some people laugh, some people cry, and the old head of the Raquak nobility is the one who cries. Of the four thousand-strong infantry, except for one thousand-man squad outside the battlefield, the three thousand-man infantry units of the main attack fled back with less than 500 men. Just a few hundred people were also injured by the monstrous fire and rain. Everyone's hair and face were full of the blue flames of hunting and burning. Their weapons and courage were all buried at the feet of that Flying Leaf City.

The axemen of the 1,000-man team of one and a half people were also gone, and the more than 1,400 axemen actually killed a few jackals and kobolds at most, and they were completely wiped out by the whole system. The stepped tower carts were all destroyed, the catapults were destroyed, and the catapults were gone. These sieges are not for mercenary groups to have, and the old leader of the Raquak nobility has spent a lot of money and time in order to raise these things.

Today, these efforts are gone, along with the 500 baggage soldiers who were responsible for pushing the equipment. In addition to the soldiers in the middle of the battle, there is currently a column of baggage carts and 3,000 logistics soldiers behind the mercenary group. Although the force mercenary group is claimed to be tens of thousands, there are more than 3,000 strong men in logistics supply. Although orc strong men can also fight, their combat effectiveness is far worse than that of professional warriors.

Although the sun had not set, the old leader of the Koracuk nobles suddenly felt a sense of sadness in the twilight of the end of the world. For the insidiousness and forbearance of these Night Elves, and for more than half of their belongings, the old chieftain of the Raquak tribe was in tears at this moment.

The troops have been integrated, and looking at the remaining five thousand men and horses at hand, including the lightly armed knights of the thousand-man team, the old leader of the Raquak nobility is in a dilemma. Time was ticking, and the orcs finally made a move.

After all, they still did not choose to retreat, and after losing so many warriors and strength, the resolute orcs were unwilling to give up.

"Your Excellency, Lord of the Flying Leaves! To you and your men for their bravery, first of all, allow me to pay my respects! "The words of the elder leader of the Raquak nobles were still loud under the effect of the amplification magic weapon, although they were far away. Zhang Yuan stood on the Flying Leaf Fortress and looked at what he wanted to say.

"Listen to my knight captain of a thousand people, the flying leaf samurai is known as the number one warrior under the stars. Laquark, the chief of my orc power family, also thinks that my warrior is the best warrior in this world! ”

The old leader of the Raquak nobles continued: "But this battle has been fought so far, and all I have seen is a group of cowardly people fighting on the terrain. This is simply an insult to the glorious title of 'Warrior'! I want to challenge you fairly, just like the axe-taker duel just now. We use the same troops, the same troops, to have a knightly duel! ”

"Idiot." Zhang Yuan looked at the old orc warrior below with contempt, sitting on the top of the fortress and eating sweet potatoes.

"At the moment, we are not attacking each other enough, defending well! Since both sides no longer have the strength to attack, why not fight a fair duel like a warrior? I'm sure the brave Night Elf warriors wouldn't want to continue to be shrunken turtles in this Flying Leaf City, right? The old leader of the Raquak nobles shouted unwillingly.

"Only a small number of warriors are needed to participate in the gladiatorial fight! It's in the open to the left of the castle! Guaranteed fairness! Are there any men among your warriors? As long as it's a man, you should stand up! The old leader of the Raquak nobility gave another fierce sentence.

Zhang Yuan's face froze. "The old orcs are starting to use their tactics." Zhang Yuan had a crying and laughing expression on his face, and then he shook his head, touched his roaring head with a wry smile and said, "This old bastard, as long as it is a man, no one will refuse this kind of gladiatorial fight." Even if I don't say yes, I can't, and neither do my warriors. ”

"Than what? Evil orc warriors? Zhang Yuan smiled and roared vigorously in the direction of the orc army.

"Any class is fine! We orc warriors are always invincible! But I hope that the final contest will be a battle of the century between our dragon knights, my son and you, my lord and lord! ”

A smile tugged at the corner of the old head of the Raquak nobility. He obviously knew very well what to say now to mobilize the bloodiness, and he said: "In the battle between the Night Elves and the Undead, there was a goddess guardian priest who was also a dragon sacrifice, and he fought against ten frost dragons by himself, and once killed five frost dragons in one fell swoop!" The lord's courage can't even be a hundredth of that legendary sacrifice, right? ”

Depend on! Can I refuse? Zhang Yuan smiled. "I accept it!"

"Pay attention to the direction of movement of these orcs, and set the battlefield near the Flying Leaf Fortress." At this time, Li Jubing came over and reminded Zhang Yuan and said, "We will all go down later." It's really not good, according to the first layer of passage, the current orc clan has no ability to attack us at all. ”

Zhang Yuan nodded, and jumped from the top of the fortress to the upper corridor, and then from the upper corridor down, layer by layer to the bottom corridor of the Flying Leaf City Bunker. In the end, Zhang Yuan jumped to the plain below the city, calmly advancing alone, facing thousands of troops and horses, his clothes fluttered in the wind, and after walking a few steps, he stood proudly in the central area.

The Flying Leaf Fortress was separated by hundreds of meters from the top to the ground, but his movements did not drag the slightest mud and water, and the completion was chic and neat. The appearance of this horn in the flower caused a large cheer in the Flying Leaf Territory.