The tireless Death Knight was just the first wave of attacks, and Lanlos knew that more enemies were about to burst out of the forest and wreak havoc on the area.

Allowing them to shorten the battle line will only make it difficult for the elves to use the ranged strikes that they are good at. They must be intercepted!

With a flick of his free left hand, Elunis quickly turned to its normal size in a purple halo, and as the spell exited, the hot air roared to the front of the position.

Call!

The wind raged, orange flames rose from the ground, and a wide wall of fire appeared, blocking the path of the Death Knights.

The scorching heat was coming, and the Talon Blood Demon, who took the lead in the charge, immediately pulled the reins, only to hear the neighing sound of the skeleton horse, and the more responsive Death Knight immediately stopped in front of the wall of fire.

But there are still a few stunned young people who don't care about it, relying on their characteristics as undead, riding war horses with the intention of flying over the wall of fire.

The Wall of Fire technique successfully exploited the enemy's disagreement in the face of this sudden situation, and seeing that half of the force stopped, while the other half rushed through the wall of fire, and the stench of flames and carrion came to him, Lanlos hooked the corners of his mouth and turned sideways, revealing the elven ranger with a bow and arrow behind him.

In addition to not feeling tired and painful, the undead are very resistant to physical attacks, especially piercing damage such as bows and arrows. In the face of the ranger's overwhelming rain of arrows, the Death Knights did not panic, but let out a sarcastic sneer.

Sadly, they didn't realize that these were no ordinary arrows.

Purple runes shimmered on the cluster of arrows, and the arcane energy that was waiting for an opportunity erupted into a powerful blast as the arrows collided with the Death Knight.

The neighing of the horses, the wails of the undead, accompanied by the purple glow that bloomed like fireworks, endured in front of the position.

The covering blows of dozens of Arcane Arrows knocked down the Death Knights who had climbed over the wall of fire almost instantly, and although some tried to get back on their feet with their stubborn will, the successive Arcane Arrows and the magic of the Elven Mages buried them in place.

"A bunch of idiots with rotten brains!" The wall of fire not only blocked his tracks, but also obscured Talon's vision, but the sound from behind the wall of fire still made him understand what was happening. The death knight angrily thumped his horse under his crotch, as if this was the only way to vent his anger.

Just as he was about to lead the others to retreat for the time being, the sound of a war cry and a long wolf howl from behind him sent a dangerous smile to his stiff face.

On the other hand, Lanlos, who successfully defused the first batch of attacks, also heard the huge momentum. Without time to rejoice, he immediately grabbed Elunis and pointed at the wall of fire.

The blazing flames seemed to have been subjected to a violent hurricane, rapidly converging towards several points in a violent twist and tremble. A moment later, the wall of fire vanished, and three sturdy fire elementals rose from the ground in a roar.

At the same time, the elves happened to see the green waves gushing out of the forest.

Orcs!

"Lilas, go back and warn Lotherma at once!" "Everyone, listen, there are still a large number of civilians behind us, for the sake of our families and relatives, we must not let any of them break through our defenses!"

"For Quel'Thalas!"

It may not have the stamina of the skeleton horse, but the wolf's explosive speed and agility are on full display at this moment. Ignoring the interception of the high-level fire elementals, the wolf cavalry bypassed from both sides, and cooperated with the Death Knight who took the lead to quickly pull the battle line closer to the high ground.

Seeing this, Lanlos immediately snapped his fingers, and the fire elemental, which was dizzy by the enemy's cavalry troops due to its speed disadvantage, immediately raised its head to the sky and roared. Three deafening explosions unleashed ferocious flames and powerful impacts, engulfing the wolf cavalry around them in an instant.

The thick fur was originally a natural protection that the wolf was proud of, but here, it became an accomplice to the fire damage. The wounds of dozens of dead and wounded companions, the screams and wails did not make the others retreat, on the contrary, anger drove them to whip their mounts with great force, and rushed towards the high ground at a faster speed.

However, how can Lanlos let them get their way?

The three purple crystals on top of Elunis expanded outwards under the impetus of magical power, and the complex array of magic shone brightly on them.

Bang bang!

Two successive sounds of something shattering exploded in front of him, and the white mist exploded, affecting the wolf cavalry in the range at lightning speed.

Ice crystals crawled all over their bodies almost instantly, and although many cavalrymen were able to break through the freezing effect of the Frost Nova due to inertia, it still managed to slow them down. The wolf's stiff limbs could hardly even maintain balance in high-speed movement, and in the blink of an eye, a large number of cavalry fell to the ground, causing great interference to the charge of the rear troops.

This was not the end, Lanloth raised his staff high, and two white clouds and mist quickly converged in the sky above, and as huge snowflakes and ice crystals fell on the heads of the cavalry, one after another wails suddenly became heard.

Two blizzards engulfed most of the enemy, and as the Horde advanced in formation, it was bound to envelop more cavalry.

At the same time, while the enemy is held back by the ice and snow slowdown, the rangers are not idle, and the arrows are difficult to deal with the death knights, but against these flesh-and-blood orcs, it is much simpler.

With Lanloth helping to create chaos, the wolf's movements were obviously disturbed, and the elves immediately bent their bows and arrows, and with a continuous roar, countless arrows fell into the enemy formation, bringing a bloody storm that made people tremble.

It's a pity that the elves have too much of a numerical disadvantage.

Although the archers, led by Weunlesa, took turns to rain arrows in several groups, the tribe approached the front of the position despite their attacks.

The wolf cavalry who bore the brunt had already been hit by several arrows, but all of them were lucky enough to avoid the fatal parts. Covered in dust and blood, he raised his lips and grinned at the elven cowards cowering behind his shield, swinging his axe to smash them. He was sure that these little pink-skinned men with thin arms and legs couldn't stop his power!

Oh!

A look of astonishment was fleeting on his face, and as the wolf fell, the orc fell to the ground in a leaning forward, and before he could come back to his senses, a shiny scimitar became the last sight he saw.

Not only him, but the 'lucky ones' who had crossed the explosions, frost, and arrow rain as if they had made a deal, wailed and fell within a few steps of the elven shield guards.

What kind of weird magic is this?!

Seeing the fallen comrades being easily beheaded by the enemy, the orcs were about to explode. This death was humiliating, but they were even more unwilling to follow in the footsteps of their tragic companions, so they could only hold on to the reins and force their mounts to stop. But at such a close distance, elven arrows easily pierced through their armor and flesh.

All of a sudden, the ranks of the wolf cavalry were in chaos.

It wasn't until those wolves with painful faces facing the sky that the people behind finally found the clue. Their feet were already dripping with blood, and the culprits were triangular iron nails that had sunk into them.

Unlike war horses, which need farriers for protection, the natural meat pads can not only effectively reduce the loss of movement, but also make the actions of wolf cavalry more concealed. But because of this, the thistle terrestris that the elves had sown beforehand became their nightmare.

Barbed spikes pierced the soles of their feet with ease, and the pain was so intense that even these ferocious beasts could not resist.

However, such fortifications are expendable and can only temporarily delay the enemy's attack.

Seeing that the tribe had temporarily retreated, there was no joy on Lanlos's face, and he did not see any familiar faces in the enemy formation: "Just a small group of vanguard troops almost advanced to the door, and when the follow-up enemies followed, it was impossible for us to stop it." ”

"Something else has to be thought of. ”

"If you can't stop it, you have to block it!" Winlessa gritted her teeth, "There are hundreds of Queldorei civilians behind us, and even if it's just for a minute, or even a second, we have to buy them time to move." ”

"I appreciate your enlightenment. The mage shook his head with a heavy face, "But that won't solve the problem. ”

"Most of the people have been gathered on the shoreline by Lothima, and we can retreat to the village, where the buildings can be our bunkers. After all, there are too many enemies, and in an open field to fight, we do not have any advantage. ”

"No, I'm not going to let them set foot in my home. I vaguely felt that there was some truth in the other party's words, but how could Wen Lesa drag her homeland into the flames of war so easily?

"I've fought the tribe many times, I know them better than you do, trust me. "However, Lanlos knows that temporary victory is only an illusion, and staying here is called holding a position if it sounds good, and if it is not good, it is called killing yourself.

Roar!

As if to confirm his worries, a roar came from the distant sky. In addition to the roar of the dragon, the wail of the dragon eagle could be faintly heard.

"There's no time!" That's what Lanlos was worried about, time was too short, the little dragon eagle knight sent by the Windranger Tower would not be the opponent of the red dragon at all, once the Horde's air force was free from their entanglement, it would be able to subvert this defense line in minutes.

"Quickly lead them to retreat, I will find a way to break the rear!"

As he shouted, Lanloth faced the enemy and spread his hands out to his sides. The scorching air quickly converged between his fingers, and the visible light of fire danced over it.

Lanlos has been through many battles, large and small, and has even faced and survived the famous polluters of the world, and when he gets serious, he exudes a power that makes it impossible to muster the courage to resist him.

Wen Lesa looked at Lan Luos, who immediately turned around after yelling, and her face couldn't help but have a trace of grievance. But after seeing the mage's solemn face, she gritted her teeth and gestured to the herald on the watchtower.

The alarm bell sounded again, and despite all the doubts, the military order was like a mountain, and the elves slowly retreated towards the interior of the village while guarding against another enemy attack.

"The one named Tllis is here with you!" Ranros, who had gathered his magic, shouted at the robed mages beside him.

"Don't be nervous. Seeing everyone trembling close to him, Lanlos smiled, "I just wanted to ask, can you help me refill some gas?"

Rumble!

Two crimson flamestorms erupted from the left and right of Lanloth in no particular order, and under the terrifying sound and scorching waves, the flames soared into the sky, engulfing the nearby trees in an instant.

Sandwiched in the middle, the wild wind and waves kept tugging at the hem of Ranros's clothes, but he was still calm. Between the changes in gestures, I only heard him let out a low shout, and his hands were violently pushed to the sides.

The storm roared and crashed into the flames, and as the two powerful fields slammed through the flamestorm, the invisible hurricane turned into a wave of flames, spreading rapidly towards the trees on either side in a roar like a beast of predators.

The woods used to hide the elven stronghold became the fuel for the rapidly spreading wall of fire.