Legend of Warcraft

Chapter 30 Azshara's Great Retreat
Andy looked at his panel, added 0.2 to the end of the attribute value, and couldn't help muttering: "Can you get extra points for killing an orc?"

"That's natural!" The Warcraft Elf seemed to be disdainful of discussing his technical matters with Andy. Andy might not understand him anyway.

"Didn't you say that only items in this world can add attributes to me?" Andy asked suspiciously.

"Hey" If the monster elf has an entity, then he should faint now, "That orc is dead, do you understand? If you kill him, he is a corpse, and the corpse is also an item of this world! Not only Orcs, the corpses of all creatures in this world, as long as they have attributes, can add attributes to you!"

Andy made a look of sudden realization, and his subordinates kept on, and the sharp arrows flew out one after another.Andy stood behind the elves' army, specially picking out the slow-moving orcs. Basically, two or three arrows could take down an orc.Although shooting an orc warrior only adds 0.2 attributes to himself, the legs of mosquitoes are also meat!

The shield soldiers in front of the orcs ran quickly and quickly approached the front melee troops of the elves. The commander of the archers no longer dared to give orders. They were too close to the phalanx of their own camp and were no longer suitable for projectiles.

Holding up the shield, the tall orc roared and rushed to the elves' position, and quickly entangled with the warriors.The ogre, more than three meters tall, was even more unscrupulous, with its long arms and legs sweeping back and forth, and the elf warrior it collided with was either killed or injured.

"Flat shooting, free shooting!" The archer's commander shouted, and hundreds of arrows, like locusts, got into the body of the oncoming orc warrior.

Andy also retreated from the elf warriors to the archers' phalanx at this time. He is just a guy who can only use bows and arrows, and he doesn't want to die too soon.When retreating, his hands were not idle, and the sharp arrows harvested the lives of those unlucky orcs.The reason why I retreated to the archers was that I didn't have enough arrows. There were still bundles of arrows beside the square formation.

After the troops of the two races met, Azshara Beach quickly turned into a quagmire like a meat grinder, with stumps and broken arms all over the sky, and the dark red blood of the orcs and the lavender blood of the elves were sprayed together. Time is screaming.

Tyrande stood beside Andona and looked at the battlefield. Several of Andona's subordinates had already rushed up with the soldiers, leaving only Andona's own guard brigade and archers in the rear.Tyrande's expression was not good-looking. Although the elf troops had an advantage in numbers, they were not an advantage on the scene.The orcs with an average height of more than two meters have thick muscles and only wear simple leather armor. Some even have their upper body bare. Their bodies full of explosive power show the sturdyness of the orcs.

An orc warrior holding a large shield was dashing left and right. The shield in both hands was in the shape of an animal head. There were two long fangs protruding from the animal's mouth, which were very sharp!As soon as it pushed hard to the left, its fangs directly penetrated the body of an elf warrior, then lifted it up high, and threw it into the air.The blood sprayed by the elf warrior drenched his head and face, directly arousing his ferocity to the extreme.

Andy aimed at him, and the green arrow flashed through the orc's throat, ending his madness. It was Andy's most commonly used "serpent sting".

Andona also frowned, his gloomy face showed that he was very dissatisfied now, these elf fighters of his were carefully selected from all elf troops, no matter their martial skills or physique, they were all top-notch, how could it be so Vulnerable!What he didn't consider was that although his fighters were all elites, but the elves who had been at peace for too long, these fighters had never seen war scenes at all!

How can a soldier who has never seen blood become a powerful warrior!
The orc warriors and the help of the ogres were even more powerful, and soon the situation on the beach became one-sided.

"This can't work!" Tyrande said, "The loss is too great, we can't bear such consumption."

Why didn't Andona know this, but what could he do!He glanced at Tyrande next to him, and sighed helplessly. The elf warriors in front of him had already begun to faintly retreat.With a wave of his hand, the guards of the brigade behind him shouted and drew their weapons and rushed up.The muscles on the old general's face twitched slightly. If it still doesn't work, I'm afraid his old bones should go up too!

Tyrande reached out and the owl landed on her arm.Tyrande muttered something in a low voice, and a cold radiance shone on the owl. In an instant, the owl fluttered its wings and soared into the sky, and suddenly turned into a giant bird with a wingspan of more than two meters, screaming and rushing down to the orc troops below.

Andy sneaked a peek at this side, good guy, Tyrande seems to be going all out!

Tyrande put his bow behind his back, crossed his hands on his chest, bowed his head and chanted something silently.It was just a very soft sound at the beginning, but it gradually became louder after a while, and finally it rang out over the entire beach.

There was a sudden breeze on the beach, but in the blink of an eye, it became a strong wind, blowing so that everyone couldn't open their eyes in an instant.

"What's the situation!" Orgrim yelled, seeing that his soldiers had suppressed the enemy, why was there a strong wind at this time?

"Master Chief, this seems to be the opponent's spell!" One of Orgrim's deputies stared at the strong wind and rushed to Orgrim's side, shouting.

Orgrim stomped his feet, and was about to turn around and order his shamans to act quickly to stop the strong wind.Before running a few steps, a huge white beam of light, mixed with dots of golden light, pierced straight into the sea above the sea behind.

All the ships on the beastman sea that were shrouded or swept by the beam of light were all torn apart and scattered on the sea surface, turning into pieces of wood chips.Orgrimmar looked at everything on the sea in surprise, even forgetting what he was going to do.After the beam of light was still for a few seconds, it seemed to turn into a big stick stirring the sea water. A huge water dragon continued to climb along the beam of light, straight into the sky!

"What kind of spell is this!" Orgrim murmured, but no one answered him, and everyone just stared blankly at what happened on the sea.

The water dragon rose to the limit of its height, the beam of light suddenly withdrew all his strength, the water dragon quickly smashed back to the sea surface, a huge wave of more than ten meters high formed, and quickly rushed towards the beach, rushing towards the orc's body with overwhelming momentum. Legion.At the same time, Tyrande's arms had been opened, his eyes were covered with a layer of gray mist, and beads of sweat on his forehead fell to the ground in large numbers.

Andy also watched all this, and squinted at Tyrande.Damn, this is really desperate, such a big battle!

Orgrimmar woke up in an instant, and shouted to the back: "Hurry up and invite the shamans!"

He didn't care about the shamans behind the troops. Two people had already been separated to continue controlling the ogres. The remaining ten or so shamans turned around and chanted spells.The waves rose higher and higher, and they had already stepped onto the beach. The orcs dragged behind by the orc army had already been swallowed by the waves with a loud cry.The orc shamans danced and chanted spells loudly. The beach in front of them began to swell. Finally, before the waves rushed up, a high sand wall was built to block the waves.The waves are still rising, and the sand wall is getting higher and higher inch by inch.

This is a life-and-death duel between the mana of two races, Tyrande alone against ten enemy shamans!

Tyrande was sweating more and more, and the shaman over there was not feeling well either. The faces of the ten people were flushed, and two of the weaker ones had already begun to spurt blood.The two shamans controlling the ogres looked at each other and followed the fluctuations of mana to find Tyrande's position. One of the shamans shouted: "Destroy everything, light of thunder!" The remaining shaman He raised his hands together, and instantly a swirling dark cloud formed above Tyrande's head.

A bolt of lightning flashed across the dark clouds, and then a thicker and bigger bolt of lightning struck Tyrande's head!
"Be careful!" It was too late when Andy found out, the thunder and lightning had already happened, and he was too far away to be rescued.

Thunder and lightning came in a blink of an eye, and there was a violent flash. Andy opened his mouth wide to ignore the glare of the lightning, and looked at the place where the lightning struck, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.Hilal was already crying, and no one would have thought that Tyrande would be ambushed while casting a spell.

After the strong light passed, the lightning continued, and the thunder light that had been suppressed was gradually lifted up.Andona, the old elf general who had always stood by Tyrande's side, grabbed a large shield in desperation and blocked Tyrande's fatal blow.

Andy quickly ran over, holding the giant shield with both hands, and Anduona fell to the ground in an instant, panting heavily.His hair was burnt, exuding a pungent smell, his hands were covered with blood, and he was still trembling.

Tyrande suddenly woke up and stopped casting spells.The huge wave, which had risen to a height of 40 meters, lost its support, and all the sea water was thrown down from the sky, and flowed back into the sea along the beach.The huge earthen wall also collapsed, and sand flew all over the sky in an instant, and six of the shamans who cast spells had fallen to the ground, all of them were ashen-faced, vomited blood and passed out.

A trace of blood dripped from the corner of Tyrande's mouth, and he glanced at Andona who was paralyzed on the ground, his eyes were filled with apology.Finally, he said helplessly to the herald: "Blow the horn, let's retreat!"

The sound of the horn sounded, and the surviving elf warriors, under the cover of the strong winds and archers that had not yet dissipated, moved towards the direction of Ashen Valley, supporting each other and retreating.Tyrande looked at the retreating elf warriors, with various expressions on his face, some were unwilling, some were angry, and some were relieved!

Orgrim glanced at the retreating elves through the wind wall. He did not order to continue the pursuit. He also wanted to retain more tribal fire for himself.Since the other party has retreated, let them do it, after all, they are just looking for a pure land where they live.

When Andy retreated, he glanced at Orgrim on the beach. The other party saw him too. Orgrim found someone explaining himself. It was a guy with slender ears. He raised the Doom Hammer in his hand, and behind him All the tribal fighters roared to declare their victory in the war!
(End of this chapter)