Stratholme God

Chapter 1313
The military situation was urgent, and no one noticed that the army sent by Tyrande was a full [-], which far exceeded the total amount of magic spar hoarded by the night elves.

Playing Portal Force Projection is quite expensive.

However, after the arrival of [-] reinforcements, there was no follow-up.

This kind of thing, if you taste it carefully, the guy who tastes it is probably qualified to get involved in political games.

The vast majority of night elves don't have this idea-no one has the leeway in front of the enemy.The number one leader of his family tried his best to turn the tide at the critical moment, and the building was about to collapse. This kind of responsible and capable leader is definitely the night elf's uniform.

Most of the people who were originally more inclined to the Druid faction had unknowingly tilted towards the Goddess faction.

"For the glory of the Kaldorei!" Tyrande rode a white tiger, holding high the Star War Bow, bathed in the divine light of the Moon Goddess Elune, she is the female Goddess of War of the night elves——

The ripples produced by a drop of water can spread across the entire pond in an instant like a spider web.

A swarm of savage raiders can similarly spread a web of destruction across Shadowdale.

The orc army was like a green tide, flooding every corner of this land.

When hundreds of metal boots of the orcs were raised and lowered, the clanging footsteps gradually converged into a shocking force—it was like a continuous rush of drumbeats, piercing everyone's eardrums , like thunder.

The chief of a second-rate clan who came to Shadow Valley through the portal watched his young men burn, kill and destroy with cold eyes. In his opinion, a real orc hero should be a wild beast. This fertile land swears its own sovereignty.

Wildness is the instinct of orcs. What kind of battle is there without wildness?

Instead of stopping the massacre of his subordinates, he was satisfied.

How could these slender long ears have the guts to dare to resist the great Iron Horde?They have to be taught a lesson before they will obediently give up their land to the great orcs.

Just when his thoughts were spreading wildly, imagining what a fertile hunting ground this land would become in the future... Death came!

"sieve!"

A long arrow pierces the sky—

The shining rhombic arrow, shaped like an exquisite earring, sharply pierced the furious aura of the orcs.

Ride alone!
The strange blue-purple hair was tied into a single ponytail and flew behind her head. There was no cloak, but the starlight flowing from her was like a banner, and the banner was full of the bright moonlight of the Moon Goddess.

Ten thousand years ago, she was too young to appear in the battle of the ancients.

Ten thousand years later, her radiant and heroic figure shone on the battlefield.

"Elf strong?"

The tribal chief had just flashed this idea in his mind, and suddenly found that the arrow seemed to be shot towards him.

He was even completely shocked, he could only open his mouth wide, watching the arrow in his field of vision getting bigger and bigger.

In an instant.

He subconsciously raised the stainless steel battle ax to block the door in front of him.

He instinctively thought that it was impossible for the slender arrow to penetrate the blade of the battle ax that was as thick as two orc fingers.

He was wrong.

The cost of making a mistake is his life!

As if the time that had slowed down suddenly resumed its normal flow, with a "click", the arrow directly pierced through the solid ax blade and pierced through his wide-open mouth.

The arrow pierced the throat, and then the starlight quickly spread across his head, causing the whole head to explode into a smashed rotten watermelon in a second.

It wasn't until a large amount of blood and brain matter sprayed out in a cone shape behind him, killing the two guards behind him in seconds, and the body that lost half of its head twitched, and then flew backwards for more than one meter under the force of the huge force. , crashing down on the ground.

He was sniped by enemy archers at a distance of 200 meters, and the surrounding orcs were completely frightened.

It took several seconds for them to react, and roared angrily: "This bitch killed the chief! Avenge the chief!"

They picked up the thing, instigated the wolf, or ran towards the murderer with two big legs.

"Hmph!" Shandris *Yueyue snorted coldly, pinching her nightsaber with her slender legs, the ferocious mount immediately turned around and galloped towards the woods not far away.

When more than two thousand orcs rushed into the woods, what awaited them was an incomparably three-dimensional and luxurious array of arrows.

"Arrow attack!"

"The enemy is on the tree—" The orc's mournful howl resounded through the woods like a shrill siren. All the orcs seemed to wake up from a dream. It seemed that the enemies they killed not long ago were not as weak as imagined. bully.

Their brown-red vulgar faces turned pale, and they suddenly had a bad premonition in their hearts.They looked up and saw countless ghostly arrows pouring towards them like dense rain.

At this moment, the only thing they can count on is the black iron armor that spans the ages on their bodies.

They held their shields high.

These heavy shields, which use hardwood as the bracket and hard iron with a thickness of one centimeter as the shield surface, are the guarantee for their survival.

Unexpected.

What came was not the sound of crackling arrows flying.

It was the continuous crisp sound of metal shattering.

When they dueled with each other, the strong shield that could not be easily broken with all their strength was as fragile as paper in front of the enemy's arrows.

These sharp arrows that transcended the times recklessly harvested the lives of the intruders.

This huge orc army had just stepped into the woods, and was harvested in less than 3 minutes.

Every night elf sentinel was angrily trying to kill every intruder, but Shandris made a stop gesture.

She stared at the row of teleportation gates in the distance of the Shadow Forest, where another huge orc army rushed out.

"Our priority is to protect the people, there is no need to fight the orcs here."

Shandris was furious, but she remained calm amidst her rage.

She hadn't experienced the first and second Dark Portal Wars, and she had heard a lot about the tactics of the early orcs.Among the tribes where human life is not valuable, it is really possible to use human life to exhaust the ammunition of the alliance.

She always kept in mind McDonald's 'prophecy' - the Iron Horde most likely came from an 'outland' that had not been poisoned by evil energy.If this is the case, we must prepare for the worst. The mobilizable force of this enemy is likely to be three to four times that of the previous tribe.

Each sentinel has two pots of arrows on him. Once the arrows are used up, the combat power of the sentinel will drop sharply.

Fighting out the Sentinels here is what idiots do.

"Losing people, losing people and land!" Macdonald's words were firmly imprinted on Shandris' heart.

"Withdraw!" Shandris yelled, stopping several restless sentries under him.

The night elves here fought and retreated, and the battles in the other three places also started within a few days.

What's more, by the end of January, the number of large cross-space portals invading all over the alliance reached 1, and almost the entire territory of the alliance was in a hurry!
(End of this chapter)