There was a strong smell of blood everywhere in the orc camp. Except for the wargs lying on the ground gasping for breath due to poisoning, there was no one alive. However, there were quite a few wargs.
Because the orcs were afraid of a sudden attack by the elves, in order to prevent the warg from running around in fright and trampling on people, they nailed wooden stakes to the ground and tied the warg's reins to it.
Although every warg was missing, it was obvious that they were all poisoned, and none could stand up. However, none of the rested or seriously injured orcs was still alive. These people included the leader and 20 predators, who were shamans and warlocks.
Among them, everyone had their throats cut.
Elves! It must be the elves who did it! The orcs who returned to camp went crazy.
Revenge! Revenge! Revenge! The orcs poured out of the camp like a tide. The last 20 surviving marauders, because of their night patrol duties, had been carrying the wargs to survive.
They all mounted their mounts and, as the vanguard of the raiding party, rushed towards the elven camp. The other orcs did not have mounts, so they shouldered their weapons and followed the marauders with murderous intent.
Four to five hundred meters is very close for the two armies to engage in battle. Although the orcs were extremely sad and angry, as a raid, they all knew that they had to grit their teeth and try not to make any loud noises.
After arriving more than 100 meters away from the main elf camp, the orcs suddenly launched a charge, and their speed increased to the limit. The 20 marauders who opened the way rushed towards the main elf camp like arrows.
The elves didn't seem to notice the orcs' actions, and the elves on the screen were still babbling and singing.
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20 predators who were galloping forward suddenly fell down together with their mounts about 50 meters away from the elf camp. Because the impact was too strong, the speed was too fast, and the force was too strong, the orc predators could not even react.
It was too late and they were all thrown to the ground and made some big somersaults.
Some of them broke their necks directly, but those who survived quickly got up without fear and continued to charge forward. There were many orcs following them, and many of them fell down.
They soon discovered the steel wires that the elves had laid out in front of the camp. They could cut off all the steel wires they could touch with a single axe, but this also made them lose their speed and suddenness.
Because the steel wire is too thin, you can't see it at night. You can only notice it when it touches it under your feet. So you can't rush too fast. If you rush too fast, you will just keep falling.
Of course, the elves had already discovered the orcs' attack, because the brave and fearless Lord of Blood Eagle City had already mounted his chocobo and prepared to fight the orcs. The elves all thought so.
Only Sylvanas knew that the reason why he mounted the chocobo so quickly was because it made it easier for him to escape quickly at any time.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Countless powerful arrows with blood-curdling screams were fired from all directions in the darkness at the charging orcs.
Different from the previous elves riding chocobos, the arrows shot by the elves riding white frost wolves this time were more powerful, and the arrows actually used armor-piercing sharp arrows.
One after another, powerful arrows, with frightening screams from the darkness, pierced the thighs and heads of the orcs. The arrows entered from the front, and the bloody sharp horns emerged from the other side. The orcs kept wailing.
He fell to the ground, holding his pierced thigh still alive, unable to stand up, and fell to the ground wailing in pain.
The mail trouser legs could not block these powerful arrows at close range. Fortunately, the remaining dozen elite predators were protected by full plate armor. Although these arrows nailed them like hedgehogs, these powerful arrows
Yaya only pierces the plate armor and his strength is exhausted, and cannot directly hurt the human body much.
The marauders seemed to have many more arrows than ordinary orcs, but the direct injuries were less severe. Therefore, they fought through obstacles along the way and were fearless against the dozens of crazy beasts that came out of the gate.
Curare poison? They no longer care, they are determined to die, and they only have one thought in their hearts, to chop an elf to death before falling.
Unfortunately, their good luck could only end up to this point. Because they discovered that there were elf mages in front of them, dozens of elf mages, which made all the attacking orcs feel despair.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Several elven mages used group damage magic at the same time, and a strong blizzard covered all the orcs. This blizzard magic is not like the ordinary blizzard in nature with falling snowflakes. The blizzard magic is not so much a blizzard.
It might as well be called icicle rain.
Because in addition to wild and powerful storms, the so-called snow is made up of one-meter-long ice cubes with sharp ends that are as thick as an arm and fall vertically from the sky. Those who are hit are all dizzy, staggering, or simply die.
Without armor protection, an ice pick can penetrate the human body directly from the top of the head.
After the ice edges that did not hit people fell to the ground, they were no longer ineffective. They shattered into countless ice cubes on the ground and covered the feet of the orcs. After being blown by the strong magic storm, the magic elements can quickly form ice particles.
They formed one piece and stuck the orcs in place, unable to move. This is also the most terrifying part of this blizzard spell.
Other mages began to practice fireball. Basically every mage knows fireball. It is the most basic offensive magic for mages, but its power is not the same. Its damage will increase as the user's magic level changes.
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The number of fireballs used by arcane mages is far different from the fireballs used by junior mages. Of course, if a magister wants to use junior fireballs, he can do it.
Dozens of magicians performed the fireball technique at the same time. The scene was more spectacular than setting off fireworks and salutes. The orcs were frozen in place and could only wait for the baptism of magic. The orcs felt desperate and looked up to the sky and roared unwillingly.
Even the Predator, who is fully armored, is in despair at this moment. Although the plate armor can protect against natural damage and has strong defensive properties, it has no advantage against magic attacks.
For defense against magic attacks, the plate armor they now wear is not as good as the cloth robes worn by the dead warlocks and the mail armor worn by the shamans.
"Surrender or die!" Sylvanas' bone-chilling cry came from the darkness.
The orcs were collectively silent. Although they were desperate, they were not willing to surrender.
"Stupid orcs!" Sylvanas said coldly: "Send them to meet their evil masters!"
The mages' fireballs shot out like raindrops, and the orcs howled in reincarnation in a completely different hell of ice and fire. The predators were the most unlucky, because they stood at the front and were the most conspicuous, and received the most love.
The fireball cannot burn the plate armor, but it can roast the people inside the plate armor to create a fragrant aroma. Although most ordinary orcs have not enjoyed the baptism of the mage's fireball, they are not uncomfortable either. Two hundred and dozens of high-level elf rangers are attacking them.
But the favor is increasing.
Because the marauders were taken care of by mages, these rangers had no choice but to target these wailing ordinary orcs.
There are also several blizzard-covered attacks by the great magicians. Although they don't focus on someone, their damage is not bad. What's more terrible is that it can freeze people in place and make them unable to walk. Even if an orc breaks free from the frozen
There was ice, but it was difficult to move even with the ice skating all over the place and the many low steel wires blocking it.
If they stand up, they will be a living target for the Elf Rangers. No! If they don't stand up, they will be a living target! Unless they have turned into corpses, the attack will not stop!
The blizzards of the mages, the fireballs of the arcane mage group, and the arcane shooting of the rangers formed the most beautiful lighting effects in the dark night. The miserable wailing of the orcs in the traps became the most beautiful effect.