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"Death!" Iovia's eyes flashed fiercely, the machete in her hand went straight to the neck of a half-orc berserker blocking the way, and the crisp throat rupture sounded, and Iovia continued to leap without even looking at it. Xiang Qian, um, the real elves never look at the results!
"Brush!" Vervier moved the Manikati in his hand, spinning and jumping, and several orcs who besieged him were immediately divided into two with their weapons and weapons. The holy sword of elf fire did not deal with ordinary weapons at all. The truth is, the clothes are flat, and the blood is like a spring!
"Huh! Pfft!" Thranduil's two machetes danced in an airtight manner. After sending the machetes into the bodies of the two half-orcs, Thranduil stomped the corpse with force to avoid the long sword that was poking at him. spear.
"Boom!" An explosion came from Verwey, and the smoke from the explosion immediately blocked everyone's sight.
"Earth current trap!" The staff in Ladeer's hand slammed to the ground, and a powerful magic wave suddenly erupted in the center of Ladeer.
"Oh?" The half-orcs who were swept by the magical power wave froze for a while, and they all looked down at their feet in confusion, only to find that their entire calf had fallen into the mud!
"Pfft!" Lance, who raised his hand and stabbed a half-orc over, looked back at Ladir, who was standing behind him, urging his magic power.
"Nice job!"
"War-level control magic!"
"This half-orc is really a target!"
Seeing that the half-orc coalition was struggling to move and fell into the ground, they screamed excitedly. Ladir's skills controlled the ground under the enemy's feet. When they stepped into the range of the skills, they would immediately feel as if they had entered a quagmire.
"Attack!" Roland and White Wing hurriedly issued orders. When the elf kings were not around, they were the only ones to command.
Roland knows his own affairs from his own family. Now the war magic released by Ladir covers an entire square kilometer of the battlefield, and the magic consumed is calculated by "tons"! According to the total amount of magic power of the War Mage, it can only support about 2 minutes. Of course, Ladir should not last for two minutes. He only hopes to quickly open a breakthrough for the coalition forces. It is not a good choice to play all the magic power on the battlefield. .
"Promote!" Lanstie's shield rammed with guns.
"Kill!" The Swift Stream Infantry followed closely after receiving the order, and the rangers followed after the elves. For a time, the Swift Stream Infantry with extremely "long hands" launched the massacre of the Orcs, with a 5-meter-long refusal. What a joy to poke at these stationary targets with a carbine!
"Quick! Speed up! The magic effect is about to disappear!" Lance said as he sensed the rapidly returning magic power.
"Hoo! Kill these scum!" The furious half-orcs screamed and rushed towards the Swift Stream infantry who had just slaughtered the Quartet.
"Formation!" Lance's eyes narrowed.
"Bang bang bang~" The thick tower shields were stacked against each other, and a flat shield wall immediately appeared at the forefront of the battlefield!
"The shield is tilted 45°! Crouch down!" Lance shouted loudly.
The shield wall suddenly fell short, all the Swiftstream infantrymen pressed their shoulders against the shield, and the aggressive orcs rushed up like a tsunami. Except for the orcs who were twitching on the horse-rejecting guns, the others were crowded and pushed by the orcs behind. After getting on the shield, the elf ranger who followed the swift stream infantry laughed instantly. Standing in the position of the elf, the half-orc just exposed his unprotected calf...
"Crack!" The sharp scimitar slashed like a thunderbolt, and the crisp sound of broken bones sounded. The orcs who rushed up the sloping shield wall had their calves cut off one after another, wailing and rolling down, suddenly crowded in the formation. The former half-orcs were in a mess.
"Tsk! The Swiftstream infantry should be equipped with long swords!" Roland regretted looking at the chaotic orcs. In this melee, the Swiftstream infantry's slender horse-rejecting guns had no room to use at all. Don't you see that one? The handle-handled carbine was already crowded with orcs crowded by their own people. Most of the fast-flowing infantry had been forced to abandon the increasingly heavy carbine in their hands and pulled out their mace to fight the orcs, but The attack speed and flexibility of the Mace are far inferior to the Longsword, and it is not very efficient in this situation.
"Pay attention to the two wings!" Lance panicked. Because of the small number of Swift Stream infantry, some orcs had already bypassed the immobile Swift Stream infantry in front of them, and instead attacked from the side, while the elves with weak defense were on the two wings. Rangers and shooters.
"Badanian shooters! Charge with me!" Roland saw the elves who were in close contact with the orcs grit their teeth, and now he only hoped that the cavalry that Renault had brought could successfully circle to the rear of the orcs...
"Dong dong dong!" Mithril armor-piercing hammers were raised in the dense and heavy sound of horses' hoofs, and the Batanian archers with arm shields entered the battlefield like heavy cavalry.
"Heavy cavalry!" The half-orc looked at the Batenian archer who was billowing thick smoke, and his hands and feet became cold! (The symbol of the Knights is that even the people and horses are shrouded in the same flames of war, so it is generally not mistaken to recognize whether the opponent is a knight or a cavalry, unless the commander of this army is extremely insidious, and the glory skills are not activated until the battle. )
Roland couldn't help twitching a few times on his face under the protection of the visor after hearing the shrill cry, how heavy is God? Sure enough, the Batenian archers wearing heavy armor are very deceptive. More importantly, the riding skills of the Batenian archers are definitely not bad. Where is it going?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Accompanied by the waving arms of the Batania shooters, under the action of centrifugal force, the armor-piercing hammer made by Mithril contained terrifying kinetic energy in the heavy hammer head. The contact between the armor-piercing hammer and the orc's head caused the blood to splatter like a bursting watermelon. Stop it!
……
"Death!" Verwey, who had just eaten a dragon-hunting crossbow, trembled in his hands, but he was still not something that ordinary orcs and professionals could block. With one sword, he cut two orcs who were about to attack in half. , Vervill knelt on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood stasis.
"It's all right! Your Excellency Verwey!" Thranduil turned back with a frown, blocking a few sneak attack arrows.
"I can't die!" Verwey's expression suddenly changed, and his knees on the ground used force, and immediately bounced up.
"Boom!" In the next second, a thick crossbow spear came out of the air and directly hit the place where he stayed.
"The stars are twinkling!" Iovia's expression turned cold, and her body suddenly became blurred, and then she instantly appeared 100 meters away. Where he had stayed, a crossbow spear twisted and penetrated into the ground.
"They have at least two small dragon-hunting crossbows!" Thrandu Yihan said, fortunately the orcs didn't hold back, otherwise it would be really fatal if they were beaten by this thing!
As everyone knows~www.wuxiahere.com~ Polge also has trouble! From a long distance, I saw the three-wheeled crescent moon reaping the lives of the orcs. It is not a fool! Who doesn't know the common skills of the sixth-order stalker's logo? At this time, Zang Zhuo is courting death.
"So you're hiding here!" Ioviana's unique super-distance vision allowed him to see the dragon-hunting crossbow hidden in the crowd. With a cold smile, he put the machete back into the scabbard. A backhand took a well-crafted longbow from behind.
He fondled the body of the bow with nostalgia. This bow was his father's bow. The bow was named Luodenan. In terms of rank, it was considered to be the pinnacle of epic weapons, and it was expected to enter the legend at any time. The draw of this bow comes at the cost of vitality! Every time you pull the bowstring, it will absorb the life force of the bow bearer and convert it into arrows, and the person hit by the arrow will lose life force and soul force in addition to physical damage. This bow is also known as life. Funeral song! It was with this bow that Iovia's father fought and died at the end of his life. With the terrifying vitality of the elf king can be drained, one can imagine the tragic battle of that year!
"Hey~" The azure blue arrow quickly emerged from the bowstring, and the whole arrow was as breathtaking as a beautiful artwork, as bright as the vitality absorbed by it!
The moment Iovia let go of the bowstring, her face instantly turned pale! The arrow flew out silently, and the naked eye could only see a blue phantom...
"Boom!" The tumultuous vitality raged, and the incomparably pure vitality suddenly stirred the space, and the space crack then appeared in place...
Before he could make any sound, the entire dragon-hunting crossbow and the orcs beside it were instantly torn into pieces by the spatial rift!
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"Death!" Iovia's eyes flashed fiercely, the machete in her hand went straight to the neck of a half-orc berserker blocking the way, and the crisp throat rupture sounded, and Iovia continued to leap without even looking at it. Xiang Qian, um, the real elves never look at the results!
"Brush!" Vervier moved the Manikati in his hand, spinning and jumping, and several orcs who besieged him were immediately divided into two with their weapons and weapons. The holy sword of elf fire did not deal with ordinary weapons at all. The truth is, the clothes are flat, and the blood is like a spring!
"Huh! Pfft!" Thranduil's two machetes danced in an airtight manner. After sending the machetes into the bodies of the two half-orcs, Thranduil stomped the corpse with force to avoid the long sword that was poking at him. spear.
"Boom!" An explosion came from Verwey, and the smoke from the explosion immediately blocked everyone's sight.
"Earth current trap!" The staff in Ladeer's hand slammed to the ground, and a powerful magic wave suddenly erupted in the center of Ladeer.
"Oh?" The half-orcs who were swept by the magical power wave froze for a while, and they all looked down at their feet in confusion, only to find that their entire calf had fallen into the mud!
"Pfft!" Lance, who raised his hand and stabbed a half-orc over, looked back at Ladir, who was standing behind him, urging his magic power.
"Nice job!"
"War-level control magic!"
"This half-orc is really a target!"
Seeing that the half-orc coalition was struggling to move and fell into the ground, they screamed excitedly. Ladir's skills controlled the ground under the enemy's feet. When they stepped into the range of the skills, they would immediately feel as if they had entered a quagmire.
"Attack!" Roland and White Wing hurriedly issued orders. When the elf kings were not around, they were the only ones to command.
Roland knows his own affairs from his own family. Now the war magic released by Ladir covers an entire square kilometer of the battlefield, and the magic consumed is calculated by "tons"! According to the total amount of magic power of the War Mage, it can only support about 2 minutes. Of course, Ladir should not last for two minutes. He only hopes to quickly open a breakthrough for the coalition forces. It is not a good choice to play all the magic power on the battlefield. .
"Promote!" Lanstie's shield rammed with guns.
"Kill!" The Swift Stream Infantry followed closely after receiving the order, and the rangers followed after the elves. For a time, the Swift Stream Infantry with extremely "long hands" launched the massacre of the Orcs, with a 5-meter-long refusal. What a joy to poke at these stationary targets with a carbine!
"Quick! Speed up! The magic effect is about to disappear!" Lance said as he sensed the rapidly returning magic power.
"Hoo! Kill these scum!" The furious half-orcs screamed and rushed towards the Swift Stream infantry who had just slaughtered the Quartet.
"Formation!" Lance's eyes narrowed.
"Bang bang bang~" The thick tower shields were stacked against each other, and a flat shield wall immediately appeared at the forefront of the battlefield!
"The shield is tilted 45°! Crouch down!" Lance shouted loudly.
The shield wall suddenly fell short, all the Swiftstream infantrymen pressed their shoulders against the shield, and the aggressive orcs rushed up like a tsunami. Except for the orcs who were twitching on the horse-rejecting guns, the others were crowded and pushed by the orcs behind. After getting on the shield, the elf ranger who followed the swift stream infantry laughed instantly. Standing in the position of the elf, the half-orc just exposed his unprotected calf...
"Crack!" The sharp scimitar slashed like a thunderbolt, and the crisp sound of broken bones sounded. The orcs who rushed up the sloping shield wall had their calves cut off one after another, wailing and rolling down, suddenly crowded in the formation. The former half-orcs were in a mess.
"Tsk! The Swiftstream infantry should be equipped with long swords!" Roland regretted looking at the chaotic orcs. In this melee, the Swiftstream infantry's slender horse-rejecting guns had no room to use at all. Don't you see that one? The handle-handled carbine was already crowded with orcs crowded by their own people. Most of the fast-flowing infantry had been forced to abandon the increasingly heavy carbine in their hands and pulled out their mace to fight the orcs, but The attack speed and flexibility of the Mace are far inferior to the Longsword, and it is not very efficient in this situation.
"Pay attention to the two wings!" Lance panicked. Because of the small number of Swift Stream infantry, some orcs had already bypassed the immobile Swift Stream infantry in front of them, and instead attacked from the side, while the elves with weak defense were on the two wings. Rangers and shooters.
"Badanian shooters! Charge with me!" Roland saw the elves who were in close contact with the orcs grit their teeth, and now he only hoped that the cavalry that Renault had brought could successfully circle to the rear of the orcs...
"Dong dong dong!" Mithril armor-piercing hammers were raised in the dense and heavy sound of horses' hoofs, and the Batanian archers with arm shields entered the battlefield like heavy cavalry.
"Heavy cavalry!" The half-orc looked at the Batenian archer who was billowing thick smoke, and his hands and feet became cold! (The symbol of the Knights is that even the people and horses are shrouded in the same flames of war, so it is generally not mistaken to recognize whether the opponent is a knight or a cavalry, unless the commander of this army is extremely insidious, and the glory skills are not activated until the battle. )
Roland couldn't help twitching a few times on his face under the protection of the visor after hearing the shrill cry, how heavy is God? Sure enough, the Batenian archers wearing heavy armor are very deceptive. More importantly, the riding skills of the Batenian archers are definitely not bad. Where is it going?
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Accompanied by the waving arms of the Batania shooters, under the action of centrifugal force, the armor-piercing hammer made by Mithril contained terrifying kinetic energy in the heavy hammer head. The contact between the armor-piercing hammer and the orc's head caused the blood to splatter like a bursting watermelon. Stop it!
……
"Death!" Verwey, who had just eaten a dragon-hunting crossbow, trembled in his hands, but he was still not something that ordinary orcs and professionals could block. With one sword, he cut two orcs who were about to attack in half. , Vervill knelt on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood stasis.
"It's all right! Your Excellency Verwey!" Thranduil turned back with a frown, blocking a few sneak attack arrows.
"I can't die!" Verwey's expression suddenly changed, and his knees on the ground used force, and immediately bounced up.
"Boom!" In the next second, a thick crossbow spear came out of the air and directly hit the place where he stayed.
"The stars are twinkling!" Iovia's expression turned cold, and her body suddenly became blurred, and then she instantly appeared 100 meters away. Where he had stayed, a crossbow spear twisted and penetrated into the ground.
"They have at least two small dragon-hunting crossbows!" Thrandu Yihan said, fortunately the orcs didn't hold back, otherwise it would be really fatal if they were beaten by this thing!
As everyone knows~www.wuxiahere.com~ Polge also has trouble! From a long distance, I saw the three-wheeled crescent moon reaping the lives of the orcs. It is not a fool! Who doesn't know the common skills of the sixth-order stalker's logo? At this time, Zang Zhuo is courting death.
"So you're hiding here!" Ioviana's unique super-distance vision allowed him to see the dragon-hunting crossbow hidden in the crowd. With a cold smile, he put the machete back into the scabbard. A backhand took a well-crafted longbow from behind.
He fondled the body of the bow with nostalgia. This bow was his father's bow. The bow was named Luodenan. In terms of rank, it was considered to be the pinnacle of epic weapons, and it was expected to enter the legend at any time. The draw of this bow comes at the cost of vitality! Every time you pull the bowstring, it will absorb the life force of the bow bearer and convert it into arrows, and the person hit by the arrow will lose life force and soul force in addition to physical damage. This bow is also known as life. Funeral song! It was with this bow that Iovia's father fought and died at the end of his life. With the terrifying vitality of the elf king can be drained, one can imagine the tragic battle of that year!
"Hey~" The azure blue arrow quickly emerged from the bowstring, and the whole arrow was as breathtaking as a beautiful artwork, as bright as the vitality absorbed by it!
The moment Iovia let go of the bowstring, her face instantly turned pale! The arrow flew out silently, and the naked eye could only see a blue phantom...
"Boom!" The tumultuous vitality raged, and the incomparably pure vitality suddenly stirred the space, and the space crack then appeared in place...
Before he could make any sound, the entire dragon-hunting crossbow and the orcs beside it were instantly torn into pieces by the spatial rift!
