The wizard's hand - a level 0 spell, which is drawn as a trick, and even a magic apprentice can easily play it.

But what about the hands of a hundred mages?

For a moment, General Tom Simos almost thought that all members of the Wang Family Mage Group in Stormwind City were here. Simos really didn't dare to expect the Wang Family Mage Group to appear here for the treasures in the hearts of the king and the nobles.

There was once a saying in the upper level of the military that unless the enemy hit Stormwind City, you would never expect to see all members of the Wang Family Mage Corps dispatched.

The master of the wizard is mysterious, powerful and noble. Their food and accommodation are the best. Even if the whole army is gnawing on grass roots, the wizards must eat white bread. And they cannot tolerate a slight noisy when they rest.

The scarcity of mages has led to mages rarely going to the battlefield.

The mage team in the entire battlefield today was formed by Duke Bervar Fertagen and several nobles. When he decided to retreat, he retreated as soon as possible.

Why are there still mages on the battlefield?

And it seems that he is my own person!

After rubbing his blood-stained eyes, Simos suddenly found that the things inserted into the orcs were strange. They were all made of diamond-shaped awls, which were obviously larger than the arrows of bows and arrows, but they were not as good as the dagger level.

However, these awls made hundreds of orcs roll on the ground with their eyes covered in pain, while twice the number of orcs flew backwards down the hillside, and they seemed to be out of control.

Is this magic too?

The next moment, a striking black shadow floated down from the top of the mountain.

He had a strange black robe, his whole face was trapped in a hood, and he couldn't see clearly. The [Master's Hand] made of more than 100 arcane energy around him actually fired an arcane missile with great fierceness as he descended.

No, that can no longer be called an arcane missile, it is completely a barrage!

Even denser than heavy rain and more violent than arrow rain, those are [arcensor missiles] that can only be fired by formal mages. As a general with rich qualifications, Simos saw at a glance that it was definitely not something that the novice of the Wang Family Mage Group could release.

Each purple-blue arcane missile is not only fast, but also powerful. A arcane missile is a mess, even a tough bone that may be able to get a sword if it is cut with one sword, but it is still directly blown away.

What's even more terrifying is that these arcane missiles were actually fired from the hands of the descending mage.

Move shooting! But it's not messy at all.

What kind of spell control is this?

And it is not a mage's hand, but more than a hundred!?

Simos' eyes are worth it!

For a moment, he almost thought it was the damn, mysterious guardian, Lord Medivh, who returned to His Majesty Ryan's command and fought for the entire Azeroth.

He was extremely sure that it was definitely not Medivh.

Medivh never hides his head and tail, and Medivh rarely uses such low-level spells.

Although Medivh rarely casts spells, he remembers that Medivh is also bombarding.

So...who is he?

General Simos' curiosity almost burst his chest.

At this time, an old voice came from the black-robed wizard's hood: "General Simos, take your people away, leave it here to me."

On the battlefield, soldiers only accept military orders.

General Simos almost instinctively wanted to reject him, but he shuddered and saw his subordinates. Although his faces were still full of determination, each pair of eyes had unconcealed fatigue and sorrow. Most of their robes had been buried here.

If necessary, they are absolutely willing to sleep with their dead comrades.

But is this necessary?

General Simos knew very well that this was already the last seed of the Griffon Legion. If it was shrouded, the Griffon Legion would disappear forever in the battle sequence of the Storm Kingdom.

Gripping his teeth, General Simos yelled: "Master, thank you for your help, but the last order the Griffon Legion received was to defend here."

Duke was stunned under the black robe. He never thought that Semos was so stupid. No, he should be said to be so tough.

How to tell this guy?

Duke was also anxious and gently pointed it on his left chest, and a mage badge shone.

"His Majesty Urien has an order, and you have completed the task of blocking the enemy well. Now you retreat immediately, and after going down the mountain, there will be a backhand to cover you."

General Simos trembled all over. He had been in the army for many years. How could he not hear that the man in black robe was actually passing on the imperial edict in front of him? The Storm Kingdom has a strict military system, and the secrets in it are definitely not something outsiders can know.

He almost wanted to curse the old man in black robe.

But the badge of the member of the Wang Family Mage Group was definitely real. The most important thing was that he saw the will to survive suddenly on the young faces around him.

He had the heart to let so many great guys die in a hopeless battle to cut off the rear?

"What is the backhand? Tell me, otherwise I will not be able to accept such an order as His Majesty at the risk of 10,000 troops and 20,000 people being pursued."

Duke was also anxious, and finally told Semos one of the backups with [Master Message].

When Simos heard this, he was immediately excited: "Here you, the warriors of the Storm Kingdom. The large army has successfully evacuated, and we are now retreating in an orderly manner!"

Simos' loud shouting undoubtedly injected a dose of heart-warming agent into the soldiers of the Griffon Legion.

Under the heavy rain of Duke's magic missiles like a storm, the griffin legion on the hill began to retreat neatly.

On another mountain, Anduin, who was in a bloody battle, immediately discovered something wrong.

"Damn it! How could Simos retreat at this time??" At this moment, Lothar had the heart to kill Simos.

The two hills are barriers to each other, but once one of them is lost, the other hill will easily fall into the enemy's counter-encirclement.

The ability of orcs to cross mountains and ridges is like trampling on the ground, and Lothar has seen it.

The orc who was still outside the range of the archer a moment ago had already rushed from the distance from the arrow to the level shooting distance in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, he couldn't even use a spear and was about to fight in close combat with a sword.

However, Anduin immediately discovered that the orcs on the opposite hill did not pursue them, but instead showed signs of collapse. Because the orcs' green skin was very conspicuous in the sun.

Before Losa could react, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the orc in front of him.
Chapter completed!