For another chief guard who took the opportunity to sneak attack, Boval, who had no time to collect the hammer, took advantage of the situation and bullied him. Most orcs unexpectedly swung the elbow and hit the guy straight. Just as the other party was in pain, Boval grabbed the well-woven braided on the orc's head with one hand, pulled it down, and destroyed its center of gravity. The next moment, the metal combat boots stomped heavily on the back of the orc's neck, allowing the green beast's ugly face to make an intimate contact with the floor, and finally knocked his face into the marble floor below.

Paladin skill [Divine Dedication], the powerful power of holy light is transmitted through the orc's body into the floor tiles, creating a circular area of ​​five meters in diameter around it, and sacred damage is given to all creatures not protected by holy light.

Well, by the way, blinded the dog eyes of orcs and their own people.

"ah"

The orcs at Bervar's feet twitched for several times before they became a piece of coke unwillingly.

Several brave orcs rushed towards Bovar, and were all directly hammered by the Storm Duke. Just a word that was domineering, "Who else!" Bovar could change the golden holy light on his body to the turtle's aura. Oh, it was wrong, it was the tyrant's aura.

Of course, Bewal is a humble paladin, how could he do such superficial things like Duke?

The same one that was very good at killing was Sylvanas.

Aurelia and Lilas faced Kilrog, Winresa played Samuro, and Sylvanas was free.

Compared to Bervar, Queen Xi is the real god of killing. Without the restraint of opponents at the same level, the agile hero kills people faster.

A huge hammer hit him with a bang, Queen Xi took a small step back, and let the hammer pass through her chest with a slight distance. The next moment suddenly pounced in front of her, with a little toe on the hammer head, and leap up with force.

The speed was so fast that the orc in front of him saw only a flash of green shadows flashing by, and his throat and arteries had been cut off by the dagger.

Standing lightly on the body that had not yet fallen, Queen Xi looked down at the four sides, and eight extremely strong orcs rushed over in front of her. Outside, eight orc warriors were waiting on the periphery.

The violent sound of the wind blowing from the giant axe and sledgehammer was enough to make the guards of the Altlank family not far away numb.

Sylvanas smiled softly, but in the eyes of the orcs, he was like a dark queen standing on a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

The next moment, they saw the lightning of thunder.

"boom"

Sylvanas reached his hands to his back with a cold face, where two small quivers hung there. It was full of metal arrows that were a bit inconsistent with the tradition of Wind Walker, and the arrow shaft was shorter.

When Queen Xi raised her hands again and started working left and right, and bounced out her five fingers, accompanied by electric light, four short arrows on each side shot out from the gap between her slender fingers.

Under her unique technique, each short arrow was wrapped in lightning, forming spiral arrows that kept rotating clockwise, piercing the throats of eight orcs in one go.

The next moment, something magical happened.

All the short arrows actually flew to the bowstring that Queen Xi twisted her waist in the air under the mysterious traction force of lightning.

The short arrow shot out again, following the electromagnetic track that had just dispersed in the air, hitting the eyebrows of orcs of eight incredible angles at the left, left front, front, right front, right back, right back, right back, and left back.

A magical group attack skill!

Obviously, no one will teach Sylvanas how to use her newly obtained thunder and lightning abilities, she found it purely by herself.

Orgrim's eyes wandered!

Every battle situation falls in his vision, and it is obvious that the scale of victory is tilting towards the alliance. After all, this is the capital of a kingdom of mankind.

Even though the total number of soldiers is not large, the defense system is still quite complete.

No one suppressed the general of Ultraman. Several generals, including Haas, had already freed up their hands to command the slightly panicked troops and began to strangle the beast soldiers more efficiently.

Orgrim entered Ultraman under the guise of a messenger. There were not too many people brought in. 50 strong orcs were already the bottom line that the Ultraman could accept.

However, these personal guard level warriors were killed by the alliance heroes in a few encounters. Orgrim's heart was bleeding.

The only one who is still quite advantageous is the Dragon Knight of the Dragon Throat Clan.

But the chief had a bad premonition because he suddenly realized that the most important person in the alliance was also the one he feared the most was no longer there.

King Ultratown is of course very important, but it is not enough for Duke, the deputy commander of the alliance who needs protection, to be the guard of King Aiden himself.

Duke's absence can only prove that Duke is seeking greater results.

Orgrim had been fighting Duke for so long, and he knew Duke very well what he was doing.

In the Azeroth world, most kings, commanders, and generals have clear and distinct local consciousness. They will subconsciously guard their important cities or resource areas.

Duke's tactics are completely different from those of these people.

Duke never sticks to the gains and losses of a city and a place. What he cares more about is the killing of the tribe that has the vitality.

Yes! Only aim to annihilate the tribe!

At the beginning, not to mention the former chieftain's black hand, even Orgrim himself did not realize it. But gradually, Orgrim found that the tribe's wounded soldiers were far fewer than he thought.

There are few wounded soldiers, although there are factors such as the orcs' bravery. More importantly, the orcs have good physical constitutions. As long as the serious injuries in the eyes of humans are not disabled, the orcs will often heal after a week or two and their food can keep up.

But there are too few wounded soldiers.

The new orc, even if he is injured, will become a veteran.

Veterans will naturally become elites if they survive a few battles.

Dukening's tactic of killing one person and not hurting ten people has caused a gap in the growth of tribal warriors. The tribe cannot train troops and dies quickly, so naturally the smaller the elite fights.

On the contrary, somehow the human side did it. A large number of tribal warriors could fight one hundred cowardly farmers to become elite soldiers. The exchange ratio between orc warriors and human warriors has been decreasing since the war began.

Thinking of this, Orgrim was shocked.

"Duke Marcus, what did you target the tribe this time?"

Orgrim couldn't think of the answer, but he could see that the tribe could no longer please him here.

"Retreat!" Orgrim yelled, and the heroes of the tribe immediately tried every means to get rid of the battle.

Orgrim's retreat order was a little late.

When Duke placed King Aiden in the basement and was protected by a squadron of the Royal Family Guards and two palace mages, Duke came to the top of the Royal Palace Castle.

He saw an unexpected person.

"Ilushia, what are you doing?" Duke was shocked. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!