The military situation was urgent, and no one noticed that Tyrande sent an army of 20,000 people, which far exceeded the total amount of magic crystals stored by the night elves.
Playing portal troop projection is quite expensive.
However, after the arrival of 20,000 reinforcements, there was no follow-up.
If you look carefully at this kind of thing, those who come out will probably be qualified to get involved in political games.
The vast majority of night elves do not have this idea - no one has this luxury in the face of a powerful enemy. Their number one leader can turn the tide at critical moments and save the building from collapse. This kind of responsible and capable leader is definitely the leader of the night elves.
Most people who were originally more inclined to the Druid sect have already unconsciously tilted their minds towards the Goddess sect.
"For the glory of Kaldorei!" Tyrande rode a white tiger, held up the star war bow, and was bathed in the divine light of Elune, the goddess of the moon. She was the female war goddess of the night elves——
The ripples created by a drop of water can instantly spread across an entire pond like a spider web.
A horde of savage invaders could similarly spread a web of destruction across Shadowdale.
The orc army was like a green tide, flooding every corner of the land.
When hundreds of orcs' metal boots were raised and lowered, the sonorous footsteps gradually converged into a heart-shaking force - it was like a continuous rapid drumbeat that penetrated everyone's eardrums.
, crashing like thunder.
A second-rate clan chief who came to Shadow Valley through the portal watched with cold eyes as his young men burned, killed and destroyed. In his opinion, a real orc hero should be a beast, showing his teeth and claws, and showing his primitive wildness to others.
Claim your sovereignty over this fertile land.
Wildness is the instinct of orcs. Without wildness, how can we fight?
Instead of stopping the massacre of his men, he was satisfied with it.
How can these slender people with long ears dare to resist the great Iron Horde? They must be taught a lesson before they will obediently give up their land to the great orcs.
Just when his thoughts were wandering wildly, imagining what a fertile hunting ground this land could become in the future... death came!
"sieve!"
A long arrow pierced the sky——
The shining diamond-shaped arrow looked like a delicate earring, and it sharply broke through the violent surge of aura caused by the orcs.
One person and one ride!
Her strange blue-purple hair was tied into a single ponytail and flew behind her head. There was no cloak, but the starlight flowing from her body was like a flag, and the flag was filled with the bright moonlight of the Moon Goddess.
Ten thousand years ago, she was too young to appear in the ancient war.
Ten thousand years later, her radiant and heroic appearance shines on the battlefield.
"Strong Elf?"
This thought had just flashed through the tribal chief's mind when he suddenly realized that the arrow seemed to be shooting towards him.
He was even completely stunned. He could only open his mouth wide and stared dumbfoundedly at the arrow in his field of vision getting bigger and bigger.
A moment.
He subconsciously raised the stainless steel battle ax to block the door in front of him.
He instinctively thought that it was impossible for the slender arrow to penetrate the ax blade on the battle ax, which was as thick as two orc fingers.
He was wrong.
The price for making a mistake is his life!
It was as if time that had suddenly slowed down suddenly returned to its normal flow. With a "click", the arrow broke through the solid ax blade and penetrated into his brain from his open mouth.
The arrow pierced the throat, and then the starlight quickly spread across his head, causing the entire head to explode into a rotten watermelon in the next second.
It wasn't until a large amount of blood and brain matter spurted out in a cone shape behind him, killing the two guards behind him instantly, that the body that lost half of his head twitched, and then flew backwards for more than a meter under the huge force. , before crashing to the ground.
He was sniped down by enemy archers from a distance of two hundred meters, and the surrounding orcs were completely stunned to the spot.
It took them several seconds to react and roared angrily: "This bitch killed the chief! Avenge the chief!"
They picked up the guy, incited the warg, or stretched out their big hairy legs and rushed towards the murderer.
"Hmph!" Shandis* Yuyue snorted coldly, clamped her night saber between her slender legs, and the ferocious mount immediately turned its head and galloped towards the woods not far away.
When more than two thousand orcs rushed into the woods, what awaited them was an extremely three-dimensional and luxurious arrow rain formation.
"Arrow attack!"
"The enemy is in the trees -" the orcs' shrill howls resounded through the woods like a shrill alarm. All the orcs seemed to be waking up from a dream. It seemed that the enemies they killed not long ago were not as weak and vulnerable as they imagined. bully.
Their rough brown faces turned pale, and they suddenly had a bad premonition in their hearts. They looked up and saw countless ghostly arrows pouring towards them like dense raindrops.
At this moment, the only thing they can count on is their timeless black iron armor.
They raised their shields high.
These heavy shields, which are made of hardwood as supports and hard iron as thick as one centimeter, are the guarantee for their survival.
Unexpectedly.
What came was not the crackling sound of arrows flying.
Instead, there was a continuous crisp sound of broken metal.
When they were dueling each other, the shields that they could not easily break through with all their strength were as fragile as paper in front of the enemy's arrows.
These sharp arrows that transcend the times wantonly harvest the lives of the invaders.
This huge army of orcs was completely wiped out in less than three minutes as soon as they entered the woods.
Every night elf sentry angrily wanted to kill every intruder, but Shandris made a stop gesture.
She stared at the row of uncertainly bright and dark portals in the distance of Shadow Forest, where another huge army of orcs came out.
"Our top priority is protecting the people. There is no need to fight the orcs here."
Shandris was angry, but she remained calm despite her rage.
Having never experienced the first and second Dark Portal battles, she had often heard of the early orcs' tactics. Among tribes where human life was not valuable, human lives could really be used to drain the alliance's ammunition.
She has always kept in mind McDonald's 'prophecy' - the Iron Horde is most likely to come from an 'outland' that has not been poisoned by evil. If this is the case, we must prepare for the worst. The forces that this enemy can mobilize, It was probably three to four times the size of the previous tribe.
Each sentry carries two pots of arrows. Once the arrows are used up, the sentry's combat effectiveness will drop sharply.
Trying to kill all the sentries here is something only an idiot would do.
"We will lose people if we save land, and we will lose both people and land!" MacDonald's words were firmly imprinted on Shandis's heart.
"Retreat!" Shandis shouted sharply, stopping several of his erratic sentries.
The night elves were fighting and retreating here, and battles in the other three places also started within a few days.
To make matters worse, by late January, the number of large cross-space portals invading various parts of the alliance reached 20, and almost the entire alliance was in emergency!
