Chapter 674 The Witch King Angma personally arrived!

"Bang!" A sudden explosion sounded, and then the orc's broken limbs and arms flew all over the sky. A cluster of thick vines wandered around the city wall like a spirit snake, scrambling and catching the orcs, and then threw them out.

"Sulphur!" Apophus Breo shouted at Olaf.

"Oh oh!" After realizing it, Olaf quickly commanded the militia to bring countless fist-sized pots from the side and fly out with simple stone-shaking tools! (It's a strip of cloth, the most primitive stone-shaking tools.)

"Rocket!" Lin De was also shocked and shouted immediately.

"Puff! Boom!" As the fire-attribute shooter in the elves shot and shot an arrow condensed by the fire-type battle aura, the turbulent oil exploded by the war gas flames was quickly ignited in the air, and fire outside the fortress soared into the sky. A large number of orcs ran backwards. A personal-shaped "torch" ran around on the battlefield. From time to time, a "torch" hit another half-shaped orc. A few seconds later, two human-shaped "torch" began to run wildly on the battlefield.

"Puff!" Only a very small number of orcs were extinguished by the water or ice-attributed orc professions with combat energy, and most of them became torches to illuminate the night sky.

"Pubo! Pubo!" The corpses of orcs were thrown out, and the vines quickly cleared the orcs on the city wall. Obviously, this was Dura's masterpiece. At the most critical moment, he released the fourth-level magic and created a dead-wood giant vine to drill out from under the pile of corpses to disintegrate the pile of corpses. Then the giant vines shifted their target to the orcs who were still on the city wall, and then climbed up the fortress like a python to entangle the orcs and threw them out. According to the distance of dozens of meters from the seven-meter-high city wall... For ordinary orcs, the chance of survival is worrying! But don't forget that the giant vines are not just thrown out, they will strangle creatures entangled by them... so all the corpses thrown out are like mud.

"Bang!" Seeing that reinforcements were hopeless and were still trapped in a corner of the city wall, the elite half-orcs jumped off the city wall and fled in a crooked manner. However, most of them were shot and killed by the elf rangers. Only some professionals resisted and returned to the orc army with their body protection.

In an instant, a fragrant barbecue smell came on the entire battlefield. Before the militia were disgusted, the barbecue smell became a pungent and burnt smell! The orcs were burned and oiled, and the battlefield suddenly fell into a strange silence. However, both sides knew that this was the tranquility before the storm. The orcs and the coalition forces seized the time to rest. They all knew that as long as the flames were extinguished... it was the beginning of the next war.

"If it really doesn't work, just ban the curse and intimidate it!" Balin took off his helmet and gasped.

"I felt something was wrong!" Apophis Breo looked at the dark clouds of war, which always gave him a strange feeling.

"Is it an illusion?" Apophis Breo shook his head without thinking too much.

"I have a tribe who sprained his arm..." Balin said silently. Originally, Linde and Apophis Breo thought the dwarfs were in great danger and were ready to comfort Balin's ceremonial mourning. But what if you tell me this? Sprain? Is that injury?

"Retreat! Let's retreat! Duke! Cover the people to evacuate!" Bahrain grabbed Apophis Breo, who was still in a daze, and shook.

The orcs were also calmed down at this time. The riot just now caused considerable losses. After the orcs led the team to kill the "torch" that randomly attacked the queue, the riots were quickly calmed down. The "torch" that did not attack the queue quickly fled on the battlefield, and then ignited other corpses around.

"Ha..." A low voice suddenly sounded, and all the human dwarf elves trembled all over. They bounced up instantly as if they had a spring on them. Everyone crowded on the battlements and looked out of the city in shock.

"We have lost 47 tribe members so far!" Lin De frowned and felt very sad. Although the dwarf was on the front line, the casualties of the elves were still inevitable.

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"Puff!" Many militia and Fenwu armored soldiers were shocked and then they spit out blood, obviously being shaken out of internal injuries.

"The regular army soldiers in Fenwu have lost almost 200 people, and the casualties of militia are even more severe, and more than 300 people are killed directly!" Du La said with a dark face. As the only treatment unit, he knows the casualties data best.

"Three? Three Ring Spirits? Isn't there only one?" Linde suddenly discovered a blind spot. He turned his head in shock and looked at Apophis Breo and shouted.

"How about casualties?" Apophis Breo asked the other two first. As for his subordinates, he didn't need to ask, just glanced at the ground, most of the humans wearing brown armor lying on the ground...

"It's the Ring Spirit! What a powerful force! I felt the throbbing of my soul!" Balin's face looked ugly.

Thank God! Thank you! Thank you for the Three Hundred Skull Brokeners Legion brought by Bahrain! Those iron cans became the well-deserved fulcrum of the battlefield in this night battle. Elf rangers and human soldiers fought around these dwarves. By cooperating with guarding the city walls, the orcs were unable to cross their defenses to divide them on the battlefield. Obviously, these iron cans that made the orcs so disgusting that they were dying made great contributions.

"All the knights gather! Get ready for battle!" Olaf also looked at Apophis Breo deeply and then summoned the King's Landing Knights who had not participated in the battle and hid as a reserve. Obviously, he would also stay and cut off the rear for everyone.

"What's that sound? It made me hate it!" Linde frowned.

Everyone was feeling sad. After all, using the forbidden spell scroll means admitting that they had fallen into a bad position. The kind of thing that uses one less is the foundation. Besides, why has the Ring Spirit not appeared yet? That is to be on guard against the forbidden spell! Facing the forbidden spell, the Ring Spirit is not without countermeasures. Apophis Breo really doesn't believe that the Ring Spirit will let his forbidden spell fall steadily on the orc army below. After all, this is different from the cannon fodder before. These are elite armored orcs! If the elite troops of the dwarves and elves had not collapsed against Apophis Breo's army.

"Trouble!" Apophis Breo said dumbly. It seems that the ring spirit is going to do it himself?

I saw the dark clouds of war in the distance suddenly covered the orc army, and then began to spin, one, two... three black tornadoes appeared in the battlefield.

"This is..." Lin De was like seeing a ghost.

"The Ring Spirit hides in the clouds of war!" After all, Bahrain is an old spirit, and he can guess the truth at a glance.

"The cowards, dwarfs and those disgusting things... are you ready to die?" A low moan echoed in everyone's heart (humans, dwarfs, elves), and then a figure walked out of the black fog. The thin morning light just happened to allow everyone to see his appearance.

"Persevere! It will be dawn soon!" Apophis Breo could only grit his teeth and begged Roland countless times in his heart. Now, as long as Roland appears in front of him, Roland is his ancestor! He doesn't want to fight this battle of force for a minute... The people around him are constantly sacrificing, but the feeling of victory is really collapsed, especially the illusion of the orcs being unable to kill makes all Lagrangers physically and mentally exhausted.

"Let's go!!! Your Highness! Leave here! Take the people to escape! I will lead the soldiers to cut off the rear for you!" Dura trembled all over, then looked at Apophis Breo resolutely. The soldiers he mentioned were naturally the Fenwu Armored Soldiers and the King's Landing Knights.

"Angma...Mar Witch King!" Lind trembled all over because of fear. He swallowed excitedly and then looked at Apophis Breo with a crazy look on his face.

"We have been fighting this thing?" Lin De's expression was even worse than his dead mother, and he was almost crying.
Chapter completed!