The gaze that locked on him just now was from a death knight. No wonder it was as cold as if it came from the hell of Jiuyou. No wonder it had to have a trace of emotion that a living person should have.
The death knight is really too conspicuous. His head and body are covered with thick black smoke, but the four hooves are burning with conspicuous and cold white frost flames, making the death knight stand out among the large group of orcs, like a bright star.
A light bulb shines brightly.
Looking down from a high altitude, the entire battlefield situation of Menethil City is clear at a glance. And the gap in the city wall, which is about fifty meters wide, obviously cannot be filled in a short time.
A large number of orc infantry, ogres, etc. swarmed in. And those death knights, like lightning, relied on the powerful maneuverability of the death horses. In just a blink of an eye, they jumped over the city wall from the fog of war outside the city and entered.
In the city of Menethil.
Every time they appear, they are like white horses crossing the river, the death horses seem to have no weight at all, and the ghosts are as fast, fast and flexible.
The area occupied by the orcs continues to expand, and a large number of human soldiers are in close combat with orcs, ogres, and death knights. Elf mages and rangers are desperately outputting damage behind the human soldiers to supplement the attacks, and the orc shamans and warlocks entering the city are also constantly dealing damage.
magic.
The purple dark magic light, the blue arcana, the white frost, the red flame, the dazzling lightning chain, the black curse magic, all kinds of magical light, the weapons and armor that constantly reflect the cold light, and the hot blood splashing everywhere, all together.
It creates a gorgeous and tragic scene.
Among these magics, the most conspicuous and terrifying one is the death knight. The corpses of the human soldiers who died in the previous battle were carried into the city of Menethi, and some that had not been transported to the city in time were neatly arranged for centralized placement.
Under the wall. When the orcs came in, the human soldiers had no time to burn it.
At this time, with several death knights as the center, countless black chain-like magic light tentacles spread out in all directions. The magic light tentacles seemed to be sentient, searching for anything within a radius of twenty yards of the death knights.
A corpse.
As the death knight moved, the countless corpses connected by the purple-black magic light tentacles got up again, stiffly waving their weapons to launch fearless attacks on the human soldiers.
From time to time, one of the more than a dozen death knights would cast the Undead Army spell, while orcs, ogres and death knights continued to pour in from outside the city. The number of orcs fighting was increasing, and the allied forces gradually showed signs of defeat.
situation.
Yulin Blood Eagle found the target he wanted to observe, the almost forgotten United Nations Legion.
The fighting will of this legion was really poor. Among the entire circular defense line, their side retreated the fastest. Affected by their fear of battle, Proudmoore's human soldiers had to lengthen the defensive front as they retreated.
.
United Nations Corps! This is really a cold joke!
The Yulin Blood Eagle in the sky couldn't help but laugh bitterly. Of course, the bitter laughter he made was just an owl's hoot.
"Admiral Daelin, fire your guns! Blow up the orcs' catapult positions. If it's too late, you'll never have a chance again!" Alleria sighed.
To be honest, now is not a good time to blow up the orc catapult position. The orcs still have a hundred catapults and they don’t have any subordinates yet! But there’s nothing we can do if we don’t blow them up now, because the city of Menethil probably can’t be defended.
Already.
Dai Lin clenched his fists. After a while, he waved his hands in despair and said to the messenger next to him: "Fire the cannon!"
The orderly soldier waved the order flag at several forts.
Several artillery pieces that had not fired since the beginning of the war finally let out angry roars at this moment.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
The artillery fired, and at the same time a series of huge explosions were heard in the distance. On the orc catapult position in the distance, small mushroom clouds continued to rise. It was obvious that there were not a few explosives buried there.
Even though the city of Menethil is still not close to the orc catapult position, both warring parties clearly felt the strong tremors on the ground at this moment. At this moment, both sides stopped attacking each other and looked around in shock.
Are the buildings and the ground in the earthquake an earthquake? This may be the only question that arises in their minds now.
Even the Yulin Blood Eagle, who transformed into an owl, clearly felt the sharp change in the air flow at this moment. He stabilized his body, flapped his wings and flew in the direction of the orc catapult.
"Admiral Dailin, please send an additional law enforcement team behind the so-called United Nations Corps!" Alleria said to Dailin: "Their fighting will is too poor, and their constant retreat allows the orcs to keep advancing.
If this continues, we will not be able to effectively consolidate our defense lines."
"What do you mean..." Dailin looked at Alleria.
"I don't mean anything. Admiral Dailin, as the commander of the friendly forces, I'm just reminding you. It's up to you to make the decision!" Alleria said.
Dai Lin fell silent and did not make a sound.
He understood what Alleria meant, which was to send a supervising team to supervise the battle behind the demoralized United Nations army, and kill those who retreated.
This is a double-edged sword. If the battle is won because of this order, it means that the order is correct and there will be no blame after the war. But if it fails, it will be difficult to say.
Deliberately pushing friendly troops to death is probably not less responsible, and it will also easily make the armies of various countries no longer trust Proudmoore in the future. There is another bad situation that may arise, and that is this United Nations Legion with low morale.
It is also very likely that because they are trapped in a certain death situation, they may desperately disobey orders and fight back against the capital team to escape desperately.
"Order the gryphon knights to burn the remaining catapults on the orc position!" Alleria ignored Daelin's silence and instead ordered the messenger beside her.
After the Yulin Blood Eagle circled the orc catapult position for a while, he saw the gryphon knight flying from the direction of Menethil City. He chirped as a greeting, and then he flapped his wings and flew back to Menethil.
Ercheng.
The current orc catapult position has completely turned into a Shura hell, with large swaths of orc archers dead and wounded everywhere. The Yulin Blood Eagle has been circling in the sky for so long, but it has never seen a single one who can survive this earthquake.
An orc who can still stand up after being shaken by an explosion.
Among the corpses of orcs and the charred remains of catapults all over the ground, only a dozen solitary catapults were still swaying in the smoke. It looked like they wouldn't be able to hold on for long.