Stormwind God

Chapter 380: High Elf's Puppet (End)

At this time, the high wizard's mage was suppressed by the two-headed ogre magicians. How horrible a two-headed ogre born with multi-casting ability is, who really tries it. This is not a question of one plus one equals two. This is an elf dealt with the collapse of a twin mage that completely transcends the concept of telepathy.

Both heads, both at the same time casting, are smart enough that one head will stab you with fire or frost magic, and the other head will directly point to a physical attack such as Earth Spike. Multi-attribute compound attacks combined with the perfect level of cooperation often can suppress three or four elven mages of the same order, leaving them no time to attack the main force of the orc.

The spellbreaker, who is proficient in destroying the opponent's spells, kills him, but the effect is not good. Because it is a two-headed cannibal magician who casts two heads at the same time, they often use two distinct sets of magic circuits. Often the lawbreaker can forbid at the same moment only one set of circuits.

Those who are perverted can use more than one circuit, and the result is that the effect of the lawbreaker is very poor. It probably only weakened the enemy's combat power by less than 30%.

The marksman can indeed shoot arrows into the key of the orc warrior from the cracks in the iron cans. Unfortunately, there are too few true marksmen. Even if a few orcs fall occasionally, the orcs in the back will fill the space instantly.

The Elf's blade-carrying vehicle is also pouring out the triangle maneuver blade, and if it hits, it will surely plow a **** road among the orcs. The problem is that many Orc elite captains are mixed in the charging team. Many guys who are so courageous can even use heavy weapons to directly hit the maneuvering blades from the flying throw blade car.

At this moment, Kael'thas and the elf executives finally realized what Alleria meant by the green frenzy. The enemies in front of me seemed endless, giving people a sense of powerlessness that could not be killed.

Partially born at this time, from the huge fog, the Red Dragon Army led by the Dragon Roar Orc killed.

The orc armored infantry in the mountains and mountains easily drowned the infantry array of elven warriors. The elf's gorgeous and thin armor exploded in mid-air as his master blasted off.

The troll pitcher who held the metal spear from the wings and replaced the gun with a shotgun, easily shot the precious spoiler of Silvermoon City with a greatly increased spear. The slender zither shield of the spellbreaker appears to have too little protection area in the rain of spears, and it is too thin.

The powerful two-headed ogre who was unstoppable before the charge, quickly dismantled the arcane constructs into **** with its horrible unimaginable power and the agility of people's concept of ogres. Components.

The mountain giant was roaring and roaring, but its bulky movements had no effect on Goron, who was better than agility without losing power. On each Goron's back was an orc sitting on a chair nailed to Goron's spine, manipulating Goron's movements with an iron chain. Those chains are connected to a series of iron rings embedded in Goron's arm, cruel, bloody, but effective, as long as the iron chain is pulled, the semi-tamed Goron knows that it is time to turn or dodge.

Unless elven rangers can kill those who control them, these enslaved Gorons are the most feared war machine.

However, this is not easy. Each driver is a small clan orc strengthened by the Altar of Storms. They often have blessings from the wind shield. Arrows shot directly in the past are destined to be offset by the wind.

This is an all-round suppressed war.

Almost every link, the elves were beaten by the tribe.

In the middle of the battlefield, a banner of elves is particularly striking.

On the red background was a golden flame, which was the Eternal Flame Legion. The first infantry regiment established since the high elves crossed east from Kalimdor.

It has participated in the founding war, the first Silvermoon City defense war, and the troll war three thousand years ago.

In that year, even in the face of the terrible first legion of the Amani troll empire, the trolls who were more than three times as many as they were cannibalized in front of them.

At the time, the founder of Quel'Thalas, Dasmaré * Sunstrider, once said that this is a legion that has truly inherited the pioneering spirit of Quel'dorei (High Elf) and is made of steel will.

The fighting spirit is endless and the war will never die. They can definitely fight on the battlefield until the last soldier is killed.

But this legion is now almost gone.

As both the left and right wings began to fall apart, none of them escaped.

They did not lose to the will, but remained in the old-fashioned mode of war. They lost to the new era, to the more powerful and better equipped Blackstone Clan.

Several of the remaining flags were supported by the green tide for a short time, and in a few blinks, they were completely drowned.

Seeing an orc holding up the broken eternal flame banner high, Kael'thas on the podium collapsed on the spot.

Pale lips muttered: "It's over! It's over! Everything is over!"

For his expedition, the eternal flame legion that the father king temporarily exchanged for him was completely destroyed within ten minutes of the battle against the tribe.

How could he have the face to go back to see his father.

The legion was completely destroyed and the battle flag was captured. Anyone who knows a little about the high-elves military establishment will understand. The Legion of Eternal Flame has completely disappeared in this reality.

Its prestigious name, and all its glorious history, have been taken away by the orcs, and at the moment of disgrace, they have completely died on this land.

Kael'thas almost succeeded!

A good-looking female mage threw Kael'thas. She was the star wizard Solan Lian, the **** of Prince Kael'thas.

"His Highness! Withdraw first! Quel'Thalas can't live without you! Otherwise the blood of the royal family will be cut off! We will withdraw first and we will win back later!"

More Kael'thas loyalists pounced on him, holding on to Kael'thas.

When Kael'thas' podium shook the retreat flag, the entire Elven Front collapsed like an avalanche.

The elves cried and mourned, throwing away all their weapons and equipment, and turned and ran.

The most taboo on the battlefield is collapse. It's a nightmare, especially when the opponent's speed is no less than his own.

The orc laughed and smashed the remaining elves into meat sauce.

The trolls sneered wildly, nailing one slender elf after another to the ground with metal spears provided by the orcs. Watching the dying elves struggling on the ground like frogs waiting to dissect, the trolls vented their grudges that had accumulated for thousands of years.

The killing trolls naturally continue to hunt down the elves, and the psychopathic trolls begin the most inhumane killings. They slowly tear the handsome men and women in the eyes of humans into pieces. (To be continued.)

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