The wolf cavalry, who had not been able to make it to the front of the line, survived, and when they saw their companions crushed to the ground by the ice wall, they were glad that they had fallen behind, and in the face of such a terrible ice wall, no matter how strong their individual strength was, it became a joke.

Recovering from their panic, the wolf cavalry from Orem pushed each other and fled beyond the ravine, no longer having the courage to fight again.

The leader of the wolf cavalry, Roger Blackeye, was still alive, he had been at the end of the battle to oversee the battle, and at the beginning of the battle he saw that the construction of the ice wall against the mage did not attract his attention, and he simply thought that the other party was doing it to defend against his own ranged weapons.

Later, when he found that the two mages were still reinforcing the ice wall, he had a faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart, but his subordinates broke through the opponent's defense line and made him ignore it.

It was too late to realize Marlowe's plan, and hundreds of his men and their wolves were devoured by the gluttonous mouths of ice walls and ravines, thinking that victory was in sight, and that the untouchables on the other side were lambs to the slaughter, but they did not want their own group of hungry wolves to be seriously injured by the sheep.

Rogge was also afraid, but as a legion commander, he had the restraint and composure that his subordinates did not have, as long as the equipment was set up, it would not be too difficult for the wolf cavalry to cross this thirty-meter-high ice wall, but the subordinates who fled in a panic did not listen to the order at all, and Rogge could only be coerced by everyone to push out of the eagle's beak pass.

On the other side of the ice wall, the loud cheers were deafening, and everyone almost hugged everyone around them.

Paul jumped and slapped with Balanza Bloodblade, who was a head taller than him, and the other man slammed his gaped armor into a clatter.

After a few pats, Baranza realized that he was celebrating the victory with humans, he was not Marlowe, he still hated and hated humans in his bones, and he was a little overwhelmed to find that he was hugging and celebrating with Paul, and he quickly let go of Paul.

Paul also reacted, and now in his heart he only identified with his brother Marlowe and the post-war tribe.

The two smiled awkwardly, and Paul began to look for his brother in the crowd.

"Hey...... The human. Baranza stopped Paul, feeling a little uncomfortable, but instinctively feeling that he should say something to this human, who had been of great help. "Your name is Paul, right?"

"Yes, the chief of the Bloodblade Tribe. Although he was only temporarily elected chief, Paul saluted politely.

Balanza suddenly didn't know what he could say, rubbed his nose, and said, "You and your warriors are very good. ”

Paul bared a mouthful of white teeth, it was the first time he had heard a strange orc boast like this, you must know that the orcs can never look down on the warriors of other races, he had fought with the orcs on the St. George's border a few days ago, and the captured orcs were unceremoniously scolding.

"Thank you, your warriors are brave too!" Just as Marlowe and Bane Whitehoof approached, Paul complimented Bane again. "The warriors of the Whitehoof tribe are also very powerful, and it is a pleasure to fight alongside you minotaur warriors. ”

"Haha, you're a nice human, and the Whitehoof Tribe will remember your help today. Bane was covered in scars, but he didn't care about reaching out his huge palm and patting the human guy on the shoulder.

James, the head of Paul's guard, suddenly glared at Bane. This is the prince of St. George, and this minotaur dares to be so rude. However, James did not draw his sword with his subordinates, because Bane patted him on the shoulder again and praised: "You are the bravest human paladin I have ever met, I admire you!"

James could only let go of his grip on the hilt of his sword, and it was clear that the minotaur had no ill intentions.

"Let's go, let's go and thank the next two white-robed mages. Marlowe punched Paul, and there was no need to say anything more between the two, the brotherhood was there.

Although the two mages were not directly involved in the battle, they contributed more and had a heavier burden than Marlowe and the others.

The two of them must accurately control the magic power, and they must also calculate the casting time, and the cooperation also needs to reach the point of seamlessness, and then build such a huge ice wall in dozens of minutes, which is not an easy task, even the white runner is not light at this time. If it weren't for the fact that their own prince was also under the ice wall, they would have wanted to crush these orcs to death in the ravine.

"Master Saruman, Master Gandalf, thank you for your help, and James and your brethren, thank you. ”

Marlowe covered his chest and bowed to the humans, his tone was solemn, his expression was serious, and there was no hint of falsehood in his eyes, and as Marlowe moved, Agna also saluted, and then the orcs of the Warcry tribe saluted like their own chieftain to express their gratitude. The orcs of the Bloodblade tribe and the minotaurs of the whitehoof tribe also saluted and thanked them.

Humans and orcs have fought each other for thousands of years, often fighting to the death except as merchants or mercenaries, and never before have so many orcs saluted and thanked humans as they do today.

The two ** divisions and a group of human warriors looked at the orcs in front of them in a daze, as if they had seen orcs for the first time, their eyes were full of surprise, and the human warriors were even more unaccustomed.

Paul bared his white teeth and smiled at the expressions of his subordinates. My brother, you will surely make the world know the orcs again, and I will do my best to help you.

"Hey, don't do that. In the end, it was the Paladin James who was the first to speak, he was a rough man, he had stubbornness and perseverance in his bones, and he had a man's mind, so he rushed to have orcs to help him block the sword during the battle, and at this time he was so grateful to himself that he couldn't regard these orcs as enemies. "Your Royal Highness, look at this ......"

Paul could only punch Marlowe, and then Marlowe got up and said categorically: "In this time of crisis, we are grateful that you can lend a helping hand, so you deserve it!"

"Hahaha, you're welcome, you're welcome, since everyone has fought together, they are comrades-in-arms, don't be like this, brothers, you say yes, hahaha......" James patted the human warrior next to him and laughed heartily.

"According to the original plan, we are not done yet, and St. George's side is in dire need of manpower, so let's continue, Saruman. The two ** divisions were not as unwell as James, Gandalf nodded in return, and then he and Saruman were busy again.

(Thank you for the reward of the house丨low丨 to reconcile the lazy cat to make wine, hehe)

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