The second thousand two hundred and eighty-two chapters are all out of the elite
It is self-evident how dangerous McRuven's decision was.
Earl Burton and others looked grave, neither agreeing nor objecting.
Baron Hill took a deep breath and asked: "Master McRuven, if the enemy approaches the Mage Legion, what do we need to do?"
"Um!"
Mai Ruowen nodded and returned: "If the mage army has a chance to withdraw from the battlefield, then I will need three warrior reserve groups to respond.
As long as the reserve group can withstand the impact of the tribe's forwards and allow our mage group to retreat to the city wall, we can deploy a new prohibition formation.
When the time comes, those tribal vanguards will definitely be divided.
With the barrier of the prohibition formation, the army behind the tribe could not get close at all.
In this way, we can catch the turtle in the jar and kill this tribal vanguard army one by one!"
Mai Ruowen is a qualified commander, and his layout includes first move and second move.
However, all this is based on the premise that the elite vanguard army of the tribe will not be able to approach the mage army for a while.
If they charge fast, they can seize a safe distance for the mage army to retreat.
Then, all the last moves are in vain, and the mage army will only end up destroyed.
Everyone present knew very well how powerful the tribe's elite legion was in combat.
The physical fitness of those orcs and tauren completely surpassed the human warriors of the Alliance.
Their speed and ability to withstand attacks are far superior to those of the Alliance warriors.
Once the mage army was approached by them and fought at close range, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a one-sided massacre.
"Mai Ruowen, go ahead!"
Earl Bolton took a deep breath and turned to look at a golden-armored general.
"Dick, call all the warriors in the warrior group and those who are capable of fighting! I... need their help!"
Silvana's warrior regiment numbered 80,000, and now there are only 30,000 to 40,000 left, most of whom are injured and unable to fight anymore.
However, it is not a big problem to gather four to five thousand people, and you can barely form a warrior group.
If they were to lead the reserve warrior group, the possibility of the mage group's survival would be greatly increased.
However, the future of these elite warriors of the alliance... may not be optimistic! "Yes!"
General Dick nodded heavily and walked down the city wall with his two men.
At this time, Duke summoned more than 10,000 people in the tribal camp, shouting and cheering to boost morale.
Ye Fan looked a little solemn and frowned: "How could Bolton's appearance improve the morale of the alliance so much?
He has obviously been persuaded by me, and what he has done before, logically speaking, his prestige in the Silvana army should be greatly reduced!"
"Ye Xiaoyou, your layout in the secret realm of the temple seems to have no effect!"
Bai Zesansan echoed: "We spent so much energy, but in the end they became more courageous as they fought."
"strangeness."
Ye Fan touched his nose and said helplessly: "No matter what, proceed according to my plan."
"Don't worry, Mr. Ye Huang, the person in Silvana City today will definitely be named Ye!"
Yinglong quickly promised.
"Last name is Ye?"
Ye Fan rolled his eyes at Ying Long, "Don't talk nonsense, if Qimeng and the others hear it, there might be some misunderstanding!"
"They can't understand us, haha!"
Yinglong laughed.
They said a few words, Qimeng and Mamu came to Ye Fan and said respectfully.
"Lord God Envoy, everything is ready."
Mamu asked angrily: "Master God, we only have the last 15,000 Chinese soldiers left. Do we really want to put them all into battle?"
"Put it in first and take a look."
Ye Fan waved his hand indifferently, "How is the situation of other injured soldiers?"
Qimeng replied: "We have a total of 80,000 elite troops on this trip. In the few battles just now, only 5,000 people died, and nearly half of the rest were seriously injured.
However, he has been treated by the Divine Envoy, and his life is not in danger. He only needs to rest for a period of time before he can return to the battlefield.
As for the remaining 30,000 soldiers with minor injuries, they have almost recovered.
Lord God Envoy’s magic medicine is incredible. If it were left to normal times, they would have to rest for at least ten days and a half before they can barely move."
Qimeng admires Ye Fan very much.
Although Ye Fan launched this siege very suddenly, after a few battles, Qimeng found that everything was under Ye Fan's control.
Under normal circumstances, when they launch an siege against the Alliance, they can at most exchange one for one. If the fight is not good, the humans of the Alliance can even exchange one for two! This is because these warriors are thick-skinned and have far higher physical fitness.
Non-human warriors are comparable.
In normal combat, at the same level, one tribal warrior can fight five alliance warriors at the same time.
However, it was now a siege! Originally Qimeng thought that their 80,000 troops were just the vanguard, responsible for clearing the way for the rear army and setting up camps.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan directly launched a siege.
Qi Meng was uneasy at first, but after two battles, the Alliance's human losses were very heavy. On the contrary, they who attacked the city lost less than one-tenth of the Alliance's troops! He saw very clearly just now,
There were no less than 20,000 Alliance soldiers who fell below the city walls alone, and the losses on the city walls were even more terrifying.
Inside and outside, at least 40,000 to 50,000 people must die. If the seriously injured are added, the number may be close to 100,000! This exchange ratio is a bit uncomfortable even for the tribal army that always suppresses the Alliance humans on the frontal battlefield.
Habit.
As for the remaining 15,000 orcs, they are the elite of the entire orc tribe.
Take any one of them out, and their combat power will be two or three times that of ordinary elites.
If compared with the alliance's elite battles, ten people might not be able to defeat any of them! Duke shouted at the front of the camp, and the 15,000 orc elites were excited.
"Brothers, with the blessing of the God Envoy, we will be invulnerable and immortal!"
He showed the scars on his body. Several of the penetrating wounds had scabbed over and were almost healed.
Normally, a penetrating injury of this level would take at least several months to heal.
After all, no matter how powerful an orc's body is, his internal organs are the same as those of humans and are very fragile.
However, under the influence of Ningxue Powder, both internal and external organs recover very quickly.
Although Duke's combat effectiveness has dropped a bit, it does not affect his ability to continue charging.
Ye Fan slowly came to the front line, patted Duke on the shoulder, then pulled out the Coiling Dragon Soft Sword from his waist, and shouted loudly: "For the tribe!"
"For the tribe!"
"For the tribe!"
The roar shook the heavens and the earth, causing all the Alliance soldiers on the walls of Silvana to change their expressions.
"Warriors, the time to harvest your glory has come! Go, water the new territory with the blood of the enemy, and build the hall of the tribe with the corpse of the enemy! God is with you, I am with you, and the tribe is with you