The wolf cavalry who rushed to the front was shot by the arrow before they could even react.

The group that was also about to draw their bows and shoot arrows immediately applauded, and the two sides still had a distance of about two hundred meters at this time, and it was not easy to accurately shoot the enemy's head at such a distance.

Marlowe immediately drew his arrows and attacked again, and the orcs and humans on the side also began to attack, but they were not as good as Marlowe, and these archers drew their full bows and extended the attack range to the limit.

Boom, boom, boom......

A rain of arrows flew towards the wolf cavalry, the width of the gorge was only about thirty meters, and the wolf cavalry almost pushed each other into the pass, so their team became too long and crowded due to the terrain, and almost none of the nearly twenty arrows missed and all shot at the red-skinned orcs or wolves.

Before the fallen orcs or wounded wolves could wail, they were drowned out by their companions rushing from behind, and before Rog's men could breathe their senses, a second round of arrows screeched from a distance.

In such an environment, as long as you can shoot arrows far enough, you can shoot the enemy even with your eyes closed, so the orcs and humans around Marlowe attacked almost indiscriminately, and the screams of the enemy were constantly heard from the other side of the ravine.

The results of the frenzied attacks were staggering, but the physical drain was also faster than normal, and Marlowe soon noticed that everyone's attack range had become shorter.

"Immediate substitution, on the second echelon!"

It's still daytime, Marlowe can't use the Lunar Eclipse Spark skill with huge attack damage, if there is a moon representing the goddess of the moon hanging on the sky dome at this moment, then Marlowe will definitely be able to cause unimaginable damage to this group of wolf cavalry lined up, now, in addition to relying on the elven longbow in his hand, Marlowe must also rely on the strength of the team.

The exhausted orcs and humans were quickly replaced, and more than two dozen living tribal orcs stood on the backs of the minotaurs to attack, and the red-skinned orcs from Orem had already lost dozens of warriors without even touching the skins of this side of the centaurs.

The two white-robed mages also eased up at this moment, and with the previous cooperation practice, the cooperation of the two mages this time was more handy, and the frequency of releasing spells became faster and faster.

"Gandalf, I've decided to add another layer to the ice wall. Saruman weighed it and made a decision immediately.

Gandalf glanced at the other party in some surprise, the result of the discussion between the two not long ago was that the ice wall could be stacked with a maximum of five layers, that is, the height of the ice wall was designed to be twenty-five meters, and now with one layer, it would become thirty meters. He was a little worried about whether the decision made by his old friend was appropriate, after all, the two of them didn't just build such an ice wall, and now if the strength of the ice wall was not enough to support this weight, it would collapse and smash many of his own people to death.

Gandalf couldn't help but ask, "Are you really sure that if the ice wall collapses and it will hit His Royal Highness?"

"Believe me, I have another position. Saruman smiled confidently.

Gandalf then remembered that his old friend was the president of the math branch of the Mage Guild, and that the mages on this continent not only studied magic, but also studied other things, in the words of the mages, they were combining work and rest, and cultivating sentiments.

"Well, as you say. ”

The ball of light in the hands of the two mages immediately flew above the ice wall and exploded, and the ice wall above the heads of Marlowe and the others immediately became five meters higher, but at this time, Marlowe and the others did not notice the change above their heads, and they kept shooting arrows at the approaching wolf cavalry.

The ice wall above and the wooden wall supported by the minotaurs below formed a strong defensive belt, and Rog Blackeye frowned at the methods of the green-skinned pariahs, but he believed that if his legion managed to get close to the orcs, they would be crushed by fear.

The mage is still releasing spells into the pass, in fact, what the two white-robed mages have to do can almost be called stacking blocks, they use hybrid magic to build up the ice wall layer by layer, and then thicken the ice wall layer by layer, until the ice wall reaches the preset critical weight, at this time Marlowe and the others have to withdraw from the narrow pass, and then the two mages use the last straw to crush the ice wall that is thirty meters high and dozens of meters thick.

Such an ice wall will become a giant that blocks the attack of the red-skinned orcs, and the height of thirty meters is an insurmountable natural danger for the wolf cavalry, unless they give up the wolf and climb up, but the wolf cavalry without the wolf is the frost wolf with its teeth extracted, and Marlowe's side can rely on the terrain advantage to stop them.

Then the two mages further heightened and thickened this man-made natural hazard, and when the ice wall really reached the expected height of 100 meters, the minions of the red-skinned orcs would be useless. At that time, the orcs who fled to the Chariot Mountains will be able to survive this cold winter safely.

The white-robed mage began to thicken the ice wall from the bottom to the top according to the plan, and Marlowe and the others had already shot all the arrows, and were now preparing for a white-knuckle battle with their sharp blades.

The wolf cavalry was still approaching frantically, and Marlowe could even hear the heavy breathing of the wolf, who clutched the elven sword tightly and estimated the distance.

Ninety, eighty, seventy meters...... Now is the time!

"Spear thrower!" Marlowe shouted and quickly crouched down.

The women of the three tribes, in a row of twenty people, threw the simple wooden spears in their hands from under the ice wall, and quickly withdrew from the pass on both sides when the throwing was completed, and then twenty more women threw the wooden spears, and immediately there were screams in the ravine.

Orcs are a nation where everyone is a soldier, and even women are good at the battlefield. Marlowe could feel the strong wind blowing from the wooden spears overhead, but none of them were hurled at the ice wall or the people behind the wooden walls.

The wolf's advance was fast, and after only four rounds of such an attack, the red-skinned orc had already ridden the wolf and crashed into the wooden wall.

I saw the minotaurs leaning on each other, their thick lower limbs kicking the ground fiercely, the muscles on their bodies bulging one by one, and they used their shoulders to support the wood to stop the passage of the wolf cavalry.

Wolf cavalry slammed into the rudimentary defensive belt again and again, striking the minotaurs with their scimitars through gaps in the wood, and their wolves constantly trying to reach out their claws to attack the minotaurs.

The Minotaurs are the most honest and resilient of the tribe, they lived on the steppe before the orcs, and later when Marta and the orcs conquered the steppe, they incorporated the minotaurs into the tribe's people.

At this time, the minotaur tried to stick to the spot and not give an inch, even if the wolf cavalry's knife stabbed into the body, he insisted on holding on without saying a word.

Marlowe cut off a wolf's leg that tried to scratch the minotaur, and then shouted, "Warriors of the White Hoof Tribe, hold on to me!"