A few minutes later, a cold wind emerged from dozens of mage towers standing near the east wall. This cold icy wind suddenly blew over the moat. In just a dozen seconds, the eastern moat, which was more than five kilometers long, was frozen.

"Wow!" The orcs who were flowing in the moat were immediately killed. They suddenly found that the slower they walked, and the colder they walked. The water pressure didn't feel anything, but now the strong pressure squeezed their chests and forced every mouthful of air from their lungs out.

Discomfort, cold, and desperate!

At least two thousand orcs were frozen to death in the frozen moat.

Standing in the highest magic tower, Silver Moon Councilor Marian looked at the magic tower in front of him with a little disdain.

"It's only 100% increase... Forget it, it's better than nothing. I can't expect anything good in this barren place of magic civilization." After talking to myself, Marian smiled coldly, and then magically sent all the subordinates of China Unicom: "In the name of Queldore! [Frost of Ice]"

In the magic messaging network, hundreds of high elf mages sounded all the voices.

"In the name of Queldore"

The next moment, all the magic towers in the eastern part of the Lord's Royal City were moving. A soft white light first burst out from the spire of the magic tower near the palace.

The atmosphere was vibrating, and you could see the white frost elements condensed into snowflake-sized light spots, gathering rapidly towards the various magic towers.

Gather sand into a tower.

The water gathers into a river.

All rivers enter the sea.

The Magic Tower violently extracts water elements from the entire city, and then uses a light column that is visible to the naked eye to transmit the water elements to the magic tower near the city wall.

Princess Caria, standing on the balcony, was surprised to see that a huge white network was forming over the entire Dongcheng District. At first glance, it was a huge spider web.

Gathering!

Condensation!

sublimation!

Seeing so many magic towers appearing white light outside the city, Orgrim instinctively shouted: "Gul'dan"

The only answers to him were the astonished expressions of the guards around him and the sound of the lonely wind.

Yes! Gul'dan is not here.

The only two tribes who can fight against the Alliance Mages are not here. The former was destroyed by Orgrim, while the latter... The Ogrim group, which should have been coming to meet, is not here either.

Orgrim subconsciously had an ominous premonition.

At this moment, he could only bare his teeth and watch the warriors of the Black Stone clan with their flesh and blood to bear the terrifying legion-level magic that was about to come.

Only in this way can Orgrim feel more truly the importance of the tribal warlocks and mages he loves and hates.

Everything is too late.

[Frost of Frost] has been launched!

Along the entire line of defense, the moat was originally an important link. This moat that was excavated along the edge of the city and introduced the waters of Lake Lordamir suddenly attacked the orcs.

Countless crystal clear and cold crystal clusters were like ice-colored hedgehogs, arching their spines full of spikes in the moat that lasted for miles. The ice thorns pierced countless times and were still killing their own wild and violent orc warriors.

The thick iron armor still could not stop the sharpness of the ice thorn. The body, whose life had not yet been completely lost, trembling and twitching on the ice thorn.

The next moment, almost everyone on the defense line saw this frozen forest that seemed like a execution frame, turning the entire defense line into a crystal clear and cruel work of art, with blood red everywhere...

The orcs were stunned for a moment. Lordaeron City was simply wearing a hedgehog shell armed to his teeth.

This is not the end, Hadurun Mingyi and Rothema Theron held their longbow high.

Bend the bow and arrow, and two emerald green lights draw two wonderful arcs in the sky.

A second later, the trembling sound of bowstrings sounded from the towers in the city, all the Lordaeron soldiers who were stunned on the top of the city saw a black cloud rising into the air at high speed, reflecting the sky into a dark patch. Then the black cloud stopped at the highest point and poured down.

Unlike humans who use arrow density to make up for the shortcomings of accuracy, this dark cloud is actually a combination of precise shooting and covered shooting.

At Duke's insistence, the rangers sent by the elves used steel arrows produced by the Iron Fortress Bronze Dwarf. After the rangers spent several days getting used to it, they greatly improved their damage.

It can be seen that many orcs were still shot through the vital points after dodging and resisting. For example, a guy obviously blocked his face and throat with his arm, but was shot through his helmet from the side by a steel arrow and penetrated his temple and died.

With both sides stunned, there was no living orc within thirty meters of the moat.

attack?

Or not attack?

This is a serious problem.

"You can't retreat! You must attack! If you missed today, you may not have the chance to easily win the most core capital of this league in the future." Orgrim roared angrily.

His plan is correct.

After a lot of hardships, he finally found an opportunity to damage the core kingdom of the alliance in one fell swoop, and could not just give it up. After a brief ecstasy of destroying Ultraman, Orgrim finally realized that the belief in resistance of elves and dwarves without destroying humans.

The alliance of the ten countries, the seven kingdoms of human beings, the two countries of the dwarfs, and one high elves. Today, when the tribe's combat power is not absolutely superior, the protracted war has become something that the tribe does not want to see.

The tribe is rapidly declining, and Orgrim knows: If the alliance cannot be defeated within this year and the battle of the tough will be turned into a sweeping war, then the tribe may be counterattacked and all the captured territory will be lost.

Orgrim shook Samuro, then waved his hand to the two troll chiefs. He immediately pressed the troll and the Fire Blade Clan Sword Saint on.

The trolls and elves have fought for thousands of years and are both aware of each other. They are simply shooting at each other. The trolls have never been a fair elf ranger. Under the cover of hundreds of orc warriors holding human tower shields, thousands of trolls approach the city wall without fear and shoot at the elf ranger at a high place.

The powerful and powerful gun shot on the tower with a momentum that almost violated the gravity. Even if it was not shot, it would splash stones into the tower. The elf rangers had to avoid their sharp edges and used the shooting holes of the human arrow tower to fight back against the trolls.

In this way, both the horizon and the shooting world are seriously affected.

At the same time, those very agile orc sword saints rushed up to the city from the cracks in the ice crystal forest, crossed the city wall, and aimed at the elves in the magic tower to kill. (To be continued.)

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