Wherever they go, the crazy orcs become even more irrational. They follow the battle flag, and their bravery is outrageous!

"Orc Shaman! And Orgrim!"

The old marshal pulled out the epee from behind with a loud sound, and shouted to the old mage beside him, who had white hair and beard, wore a black pointed hat, and held an ice crystal staff:

"Master Antonidas! I'll leave it to you in the middle!"

The old mage nodded, and the broken space light shone on his body. The next moment, a super large teleportation technique appeared behind the collapsing human front.

At the same time, the old marshal got on his horse, raised his sword high, and shouted loudly:

"Warriors! The orc warchief has entered the battlefield... Follow me and kill him! Let us put an end to this once and for all!"

"Descendants of Thoradin...charge with me!"

"Roar"

Lothar's golden marshal flag was hoisted, and along the hillside where he commanded, the last human reserve team was thrown into the battlefield, like a golden arrow, aiming directly at the right wing of the battlefield that was about to be breached.

At this time, all the cards of both sides have been played. Conspiracies, tricks, and all plans have lost their effect. Next, it is the time for the swords to ring.

"Buzz"

Behind the human frontline, when the space was shattered, a whole group of Dalaran mages wearing neat robes and holding staffs appeared. Under the leadership of the three great mages of Dalaran, terrifying magic power surged in the rear.

Starting, only 10 seconds later, the sky above the orcs' heads was torn open by the rolling magic power.

Four meteorites burning with billowing fire were pulled down from the sky by the mages. For a time, human strategic magic caused the sun in the sky to lose its due light.

Under the meteorite, there was an icy blizzard, like a natural disaster. The ice cones and wind and snow created by magical power dropped the temperature of the battlefield rapidly, slowing down or even freezing the charge of the orc warriors.

Under the attack of two layers of ice and fire, the orc troops that drove straight in were dragged on the battlefield.

The human soldiers retreated in unison under the leadership of the commanders. In front of them, a super-large confinement force field composed of arcane magic fell from the sky, causing the bodies of the craziest orc warriors who had been charged by bloodthirsty magic to hit hard.

Everything turned into a comical slow motion, and he could only stay in place and bear the magic harvest falling from the sky.

In this world dominated by magical civilization, the number of mages is rare, but once they unite together, it only takes an instant to reverse the decline of a battlefield.

"boom"

On the right side of the battlefield, the weapons of Warchief Orgrim and Old Marshal Lothar collided crazily. Two powerful warriors were engaged in a battle between the leaders on this battlefield. No soldier dared to rush into their battle circle.

, in a duel between warriors at full combat power, even just watching is an extremely deadly activity.

The top warriors who have awakened the control of anger can launch a destructive offensive without even touching the enemy's body with their weapons, like two angry storms.

"The human mage appears!"

The Fire Blade Sword Saint Dar, who had been waiting for an opportunity. Triple Blood Blade's eyes lit up. Following his movements, more than 40 Fire Blade Sword Saints who were slaughtering human soldiers behind him almost all disappeared into the air.

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The orc swordmaster who has entered the state of Wind Step is simply the most terrifying assassin. As long as he draws his sword, he will definitely see blood!

On the other side, Talon Gorefiend and his Death Knights had already entered a state of war at the moment when they felt the huge fluctuation of magic power. After receiving the order, Talon waved the heavy scepter forward.

, the evil runes attached to it were activated, and in an instant, the hacked corpses appeared around the battlefield where 300 death knights stood.

Whether they were orcs or humans, they were all temporarily awakened by the evil magic of the warlock. With weapons in hand, like a black tide of corpses, a trail of complete death rolled up behind the charging death knight.

offensive.

"Follow me... the knights of death."
Chapter completed!