There is no momentum of locusts passing by.

There is no dense like a storm.

It was this kind of arrow that shot without any sound that caused a large number of orcs to die without saying a word, but instead created a terrifying atmosphere.

Defense seemed to have lost its meaning, and it seemed like it was a matter of one arrow. The charger was aroused by fierceness. They roared, shouted various orc slogans, and rushed towards the wooden village wall like crazy.

right!

As long as you break down the thin wooden wall and drag the enemy into melee battle, those elves with thin arms and legs will not be the orcs' opponents. This is already a proven experience in the two wars of Quel'thalas.

It should have been like this, suddenly, the orcs who rushed in the front seemed to step on something. Suddenly, a lightning burst out from their feet.

"Ahhhh" the twisted current lingering on the orcs is clearly visible.

These orcs turned into a ball of coke in a few breaths.

Mage?

Orgrim's face twitched from afar. This reminded him of Gul'dan again. If Gul'dan did not betray him, why would the tribe have to use human-sea tactics to use all the enemy's mana like the trolls against the elves?

Standing on the five-story command tower in the middle of the camp, Marianne, a member of the Silver Moon, teased the Orcs: "I bet that those simple-minded green skins would think that our mage was taking action."

Duke kept a proper distance from the female elf with a weapon on his chest. He smiled slightly: "Don't worry, you will have a chance to take action."

"That's good, to serve His Excellency Marcus, but our wish."

Just one glass of champagne was missing, and Duke almost thought Marian was chatting with him at a cocktail party. That casual attitude, the perfectly exposed robe, was enough to make any hormonal surplus animal's index fingers sway.

Well, thankfully I got Aurelia recently.

Duke withdrew his gaze from Marianne.

Then, he saw a group of confused orcs.

He was electrocuted! He was roasted to death! He was blown to death! He was frozen to death! He was shot to death by the arcane missile! He was stabbed to death by the spike that suddenly shot out!

It's messy, everything is there.

It is not very powerful, but it is enough to be fatal.

Orgrim, who was commanding behind, felt his scalp numb when he saw that he used simple weapons, such as flames, he could also use the Black Stone clan members to rush forward. For example, Frost, he could pull the Frost Troll to the top.

But unless it is the warlock with the demon hunter, there will be no orc who has such high magic resistance to resist endless attacks.

Fortunately, some smart orc commanders saw it.

"Be careful at your feet!"

Even if those things were concealed, they still revealed their true colors, and they were covered with disc-shaped objects covered with grass and soil. As long as the orcs stepped on them, they would immediately trigger them.

No matter what equipment you have or what clan you have, once you step on it, you will be disabled even if you don’t die.

Okay, the problem is here, you must pay attention to your feet. When charging, you will inevitably not rush quickly and you will not be able to defend against arrows from the walls of the city. You must pay attention to the arrows and forget about your feet.

The orcs' violent charge that seemed to be able to drown everything in the world slowed down for a moment.

"Hahaha! It reminds me of the hare I used to pull the bow for the first time when I was a child." Sylvanas laughed while shooting arrows. Because the difficulty of aiming decreased, she could play triple arrows without any taboos.

Anyway, the entire wooden wall was filled with quiver full of arrows. You know, the Lordaerons' arms are the richest in the continent.

"Second sister! Do you want to compete?"

"Just compare!"

The serious battlefield was turned into a hunting game by a few jumping wind walkers.

After more than 4,000 elite sacrifices, the tribe finally approached the wall of the camp. They wielded their heavy hammers violently and easily smashed the antlers and the wall of the village.

The elf rangers jumped off the not-so-high wooden walls.

Unexpectedly, the rangers stood in the open space behind the wooden wall without walking far away. In the eyes of others, they continued to shoot archery.

"Kill these long ears!" the orc commanders yelled.

Something unexpected happened again.

The elf rangers fight and retreat. In order to avoid traps, orcs often choose to step on the place where the elf stepped on just now.

Hell!

Why did the elf step on it just now, but the orc just get caught in the shooting?

Electrode! Death! Death!

The orc suddenly discovered that between the first village wall and the second wall, the traps on the ground were even denser. The density was so high that it was almost impossible to get off. But those elves could come and go on it like flying.

Not to mention the elf ranger fighting below, even Marian on the command tower was stunned.

"Smart gadget, I can see that you are letting your magician and magic apprentice store magic into the trap by sealing magic into the scroll, but I can't see why our people walked up and the orcs were caught." Marian was impressed.

right!

[Take you to live in three thousand types A] To put it bluntly, it is a trigger mine that contains magic.

It was created by Duke's followers and mage groups working hard for countless nights.

Duke smiled mysteriously: "Do you want to know this secret?"

"certainly!"

"I promise to help me fight the war of restoration of the Storm Kingdom, I will tell you."

"The participation of the Silver Moon Council Members must be approved by the parliament." Marian's beautiful eyes circulated and she threw a look you know at Duke.

"Why, can Miss Marian be invited to visit me if you open the first floor library in Karazan?"

“It’s almost the same.”

"Well, the answer is weight. Without the weight of four high elves, those gadgets wouldn't be triggered at all."

Marian laughed silently: "It's that simple?"

“It’s that simple.”

The orcs have a burly body than any race in the current alliance. If the humans weigh 150 kilograms, they will be already a tall and burly giant. But if the orcs are put to the orcs, they are only equal to ordinary warriors of the third-rate clan.

For example, the powerful warriors of the Black Stone clan are generally over two meters tall and weigh more than 200 kilograms. If they are the chief's personal guards, their height and weight will be even more exaggerated.

Ogres are even more outrageous.

This is what Duke used. When he designed it, he added a very thick piece of iron to the mine's "button". Without a weight of about two hundred kilograms, it was impossible to crush the iron block and trigger the mine.

This is why [Take Your Life Three Thousands] has little effect on the Elf Ranger, but for the orcs, one stepping on one and killing the other. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!