Earl Burton and Shaq are similar in height, but Earl Burton is taller.
On the contrary, Shaq, who was born as a tauren, has a slim body, just like a bamboo pole.
However, the auras of the two are completely different from each other.
Earl Burton's expression was extremely solemn, and the golden flame he released was ten meters high.
Shaq, on the other hand, had an indifferent expression, with only a hint of seriousness in the depths of his eyes.
Obviously, he did not release all his power, but his black flames rushed to a height of nearly fifty meters.
Comparing the two, the verdict was decided! Earl Burton took a deep breath, roared angrily, turned into a golden meteor, and rushed towards Shaq.
Shaq didn't hold back, and charged in with Count Burton.
The golden and black flames were twisted together, sometimes entangled and sometimes separated.
The ground continued to shatter, and loud noises continued to erupt in the air.
No one dared to get close within a thousand meters of the surrounding area. Everyone was hiding in the distance, nervously watching this shocking decisive battle! In the six-pointed star formation near the Silvana city wall, Mai Ruowen and others were horrified.
Everyone knew clearly that Earl Burton was burning his life to create opportunities for them to escape.
They could not stop and must flee back to Silvana.
"Lord Mai Ruowen, what should we do next?"
A legion commander asked in a deep voice: "There are more than 3,000 tribal warriors in the formation. Do we want to continue to fight with them?"
"Let them go!"
Mai Ruowen looked at the dimming golden flames in the distance and gritted his teeth: "We must go back and preside over Silvana's forbidden circle! Only in this way can we preserve the Earl's hard work!"
"yes!"
The legion commander nodded and quickly went down to issue the order.
Everyone knows that if Silvana's forbidden array wants to exert its maximum power, it must rely on McRuven's mage army.
Nowadays, there are less than 10,000 mage legions left. Even if a group of 5,000 mage groups on the city wall are included, the number is only over 10,000.
However, the ban activated by more than 10,000 people and the ban activated by 5,000 people are completely different levels.
Once the ban is opened, even a demigod-level powerhouse like Shaq will have a hard time getting close to the city wall.
If you want to break through Silvana, you must sacrifice human lives! The tribe suffered a huge loss. From a small number of 100,000 at the beginning, they now only have a fighting strength of 50,000 or 60,000. They also lost nearly half of their manpower.
Although the Alliance lost as many as 200,000 to 300,000 men, based on normal casualty conversions, they actually did not suffer too much of a loss.
Of course, people in the alliance didn't know that although nearly 50,000 warriors from the tribe had left the battlefield, it did not mean that they had perished.
With the Coagulation Powder and Wuyuan Spirit left behind by Ye Fan, he only needs to rest for a period of time before he can return to the battlefield.
The 200,000 to 300,000 people lost by the Alliance were actually killed.
On the tribe's side, the total casualties were less than 10,000! Moreover, the real gain from this battle was not the elimination of the alliance's brigade, but Count Bolton! This guy has been galloping around the outside world for thirty years, and he has killed countless people.
Tribal warrior.
Now, with his demigod strength, he was defeated by the tribe alone in front of everyone.
It will be a major blow to the morale of the alliance.
What's more, from the beginning to the end, Ye Fan never intended to let Count Bolton die so easily.
He wants Earl Burton to die in everyone's despair! It may seem cruel, but it is a relief for both camps.
Ye Fan will help the tribe occupy the outer territory, but he has already made an agreement with Qimeng and others that they cannot kill the surrendered troops and civilians at will.
The tribal warriors were always arrogant and naturally agreed to Ye Fan's proposal.
Today's tribes and alliances are no longer like what they were thousands of years ago. No matter who they see on the other side, they all make the decision to kill everyone.
Both parties also have certain unspoken rules.
Do not kill the old, weak, women and children! This is a tacit agreement reached by the two races.
Of course, tribes with absolutely deadly hatred are outside this rule.
Nowadays, the continent of Azeroth has completely formed a common world, and Outland, Kalimdor and the Eastern Nations are closely connected.
Strictly speaking, the tribe is actually at a disadvantage because the alliance team they face is too large.
It took a lot of effort to get through an outer domain, but the alliance blocked me halfway, so that the living space was constantly being squeezed.
The alliance has two major rear areas, Kalimdor and the Eastern Nations. It can advance, attack, retreat or defend, and all kinds of resources and supplies can be supplied in a timely manner.
Therefore, the reason why Ye Fan wants to help the tribe is to maintain the balance between the two races.
By the way, we can create a better environment for Bai Ze and the others so that they won't have to fight with the tribe every time they come here to get the Immortal Vein Spring.
As for what will happen next for the tribe and alliance, it depends on their own development in the future, and Ye Fan is too lazy to intervene.
When Qimeng and others discovered that the gap in the six-pointed star array was no longer closing, they thought there was something wrong with the array. They were overjoyed and quickly led the remaining warriors to escape.
By the time they ran out of the six-pointed star array, the six-pointed star array had just entered the range of the long-range attackers on the city wall.
"call!"
Qimeng breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he is not willing to do so, it is considered a luck to be able to save the lives of more than 3,000 orc elites.
Mai Ruowen led more than 10,000 remaining troops and retreated to Silvana. Many ropes were thrown from the city wall to pull them up.
McRuewen immediately began to arrange defensive formations and had people ready to support Earl Burton at any time.
At this time, Earl Burton had already seen McRuven and the others retreating to Silvana, and a big stone fell to the ground in his heart.
He was still two or three kilometers away from Silvana. Under normal circumstances, he could run back in less than a minute.
However, Shaq's body blocked his retreat.
"Botton, you have no way to go."
Shaq waved his gleaming black fist with a calm expression, "The God Envoy told me that I must keep you."
"Angel of God?
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Earl Burton desperately resisted Shaq's attack, and his body was already covered in scars.
"As long as your alliance is looking for gods, our tribe is not allowed to have messengers from the gods?"
Shaq chuckled and said, "Boton, although the envoys will not directly participate in the battle, they can destroy non-human secrets.
In other words, all the restrictions, magic circles, forbidden magic, and divine envoys you have obtained from the alliance gods can be forcibly interrupted.
Unless there are others in your alliance who have reached the category of gods!"
"God..." Earl Burton looked at the monster beasts hovering in the air, and his eyes suddenly focused on a man in black robes.
"You mean, that little man... is your tribe's messenger from the divine realm?
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"good."
Shaq nodded, "Boton, Lord God Envoy is very powerful, even better than me.
If he wants to take action, you won't stand a chance.
Therefore, I advise you to give up resistance and follow me to see the envoy of God.
Maybe the fate of your alliance will turn around!"