Anomaly Of Warcraft

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The wolf cavalry of the orcs starts extremely fast, and does not require at least one mile of the horse to start the race. A distance of one hundred meters is enough to complete the acceleration.

When the wolf cavalry cut into the battlefield, it happened to be when Carlos's cavalry was weak and dismounted to fight.

Although there were only less than a hundred wolves, the humans hacked the wolves to bite them, and easily pierced the battle line through the middle. The dominant human beings were cut in half by the orcs.

Misfortunes never come singly. Although most of the red dragons in the sky enslaved by the Dragonmaw clan fought in the rear, there were still three red dragons rushing to support the pioneer troops of Puma Mumu and Yeshi.

"Uncle Brick, go and solve those big reptiles!" Carlos roared, trying to reopen the front line blocked by the orcs.

But Puma Mumu. Yeshi's heavy axe forced Carlos to draw his attention back to the battle beside him.

"Look wherever you look, kid." Yumumu Yeshi's lingua franca is very crude, but Carlos can still understand it.

The outstanding figure and strength of Carlos in the human kingdom are just as close as the Puma Mumu.

Although Carlos has an advantage in armor, the rich experience of Yumumu and Yeshi and the desperate fighting methods have brought the battle back to the original point.

Damn, the orcs are driving away the separated part of the Alliance soldiers.

[Heroic Glory] has a radius of only 500 yards, and the morale of the soldiers who are farther away will collapse. Carlos was anxious and helpless, and the enemy in front of him could not tolerate more distractions from him.

The archmage's brick wandering on the edge of the battlefield saw the red dragon hovering with three heads.

The canine teeth on the battlefield made the dragon control knight not know how to attack, and the uncle Brick with a fluttering robe became a conspicuous target.

"You are looking for a dead end!"

Uncle Brick took out a piece of red haoshi, injected magic into it, and the red haoshi emitted a dazzling light.

The light turned from red to white, Uncle Brick’s staff was inserted into the ground, and he skillfully took out a pair of obsidian graphite mirrors and put them on.

The red haoshi shattered, and the strong white light affected the vision and balance organs of the three-headed red dragon diving down.

Except for the largest adult red dragon, he flapped his wings in the air and restored his balance with his rich experience. The other two smaller red dragons slammed directly on the ground, seeing that they couldn't survive.

The squad responsible for protecting Uncle Brick immediately split up and went to make up the knife.

Even if it is a half-dead young dragon, the feeling of slaying the dragon is still good.

The red dragon who replied with five senses was angry. Even if he was enslaved by the Dragonmaw clan and acted against his will, the shining little ant below still angered it.

Ignoring the orc with the dragon on his back, the red dragon swooped down again, and then climbed vigorously.

The strong wind fluttered by the red dragon's wings disturbed the formation of the guard squad.

"Stay away from me!" The archmage brick prevented the guard from trying to erect a shield in front of him.

Stupid reptile, arrogant flying lizard, how do you think the old man broke!

Want to play with fire in front of me!

Seeing the red dragon accumulating flames in the air and the fragmentary sparks scattered around the corners of his mouth, Uncle Brick couldn't help but sneer.

Once, a mage in Dalaran put forward such a theory-the power of a spell and the filling amount of magic power are not linear, and the power of a harmful spell lies in the composition and superimposition of magic power.

A further extension of this theory constitutes a well-known conjecture, that is, if a mage can cast five fireball spells at the same time and stack them together, they will get a super fireball that is far more powerful than the extreme effect of Pyroblast. Surgery.

If you need a mana of 1 to cast a fireball, the mana of ordinary Pyroblast requires 20. A stack of super magic stabilization, arcane enhancement and core collapse of the extremely effective Pyroblast requires a total of 47 mana.

While spending 5 mana points to obtain 47 mana effects, this beautiful vision drove countless mages to join the research work of [Five Fireball Theory] and achieved certain results.

For the purpose of knowledge sharing, these mages established an organization called "Five Fireball Gods".

Because the research work is too dangerous, the Five Fireballs caused 233 bombings in the Violet Castle in just one week. The six-member Kentori Supreme Council unanimously passed a resolution declaring the Five Fireballs to be illegal. The organization requires all believers to retire automatically. At the same time, it is strictly forbidden to conduct high-risk magic experiments in the Violet Castle. Violators will be fined.

The three fireballs condensedly arranged around the square brick of the archmage in an equilateral triangle. The rotation speed of the fireball became faster and faster under the control of the square brick, and the orbit radius of the rotation became smaller and smaller.

In the end, the three fireballs collided in volume and began to fuse.

Under the control of the square bricks, the bulging fireballs on the surface faced the red dragon's flames and spewed upstream.

"Innocent, the old man is a man who was once called the leader! Burst, Tianyuan breakthrough, Red Lotus Arrow!"

The unstable fusion of the three fireballs exploded violently under the control of the archmage's bricks. The front half of the red dragon was smashed and the second half hit the ground heavily.

The rain of dragon blood sprayed down, fell on the mana shield of the archmage's square bricks, merged into a stream, and dripped down to the feet.

The afterglow of the sun gradually dimmed, and Uncle Brick made a big shot over Kamui's visual effects. The visual effects of the large troops were affected. Alliance soldiers who can't enjoy [App Glory] glow with new combat effectiveness, while the soldiers around Carlos have high morale.

"Nice opponent, so let's stop here for today." Biao Mumu. Yeshi waved his giant axe horizontally, and jumped a step back, pulling away from Carlos.

The unique whistle reminded that apart from the wolf cavalry who were still entangled with the returning Ymir cavalry, the orc soldiers who occupied the initiative slowly left the battlefield in an organized manner.

The exhausted Union soldiers were unable to pursue them, looking for their officers one after another, forming a defensive formation in situ.

When night fell, the Carlos Independence Corps returning to the camp counted the number of people. Of the 2,974 people at the time of departure, only 1,452 came back, and almost everyone was injured.

"General, according to the teachings, we are no longer able to fight, report to the headquarters, let's retreat." Ymir reported to Carlos with a heavy heart, "The three hundred brothers who have fought trolls together, only 172 When I came back, none of the dead brothers had injuries on their backs."

"You work hard and count the troops overnight. With serious injuries and leg inconvenience, you will withdraw to Dunhold tomorrow morning, and you will be able to reorganize it." Carlos took off his helmet, but prevented the guards from helping him take off his armor." The abnormal behavior of the orcs must have a deep meaning behind it. The more the greenskins think about what we do, the more we have to do the opposite."

"Your will." Ymir left the camp to carry out Carlos's orders.

In a short period of time, from a cavalry captain to a major league officer, Ymir has become a fan of Carlos, and the command of the general is everything.

"Did you not find out? The tribe's reinforcements from the beginning to the end did not reinforce their forward troops. It seems that the fighting behind them is very fierce." Uncle Brick said quietly from the side.

"I hope nothing happens. Those generals are all old warriors. Can't you escape if you can't fight?" Carlos was not confident.

It's not as famous as meeting, orcs, really strong.

In the middle of the night, Puma Mumu Yeshi led his tired subordinates back to the commander-in-chief of the southern orc, Bochn Clefthoof Slayer.

"Puma Mumu. Yeshi, tell me what your opponent is like." Bocian Clefthoof Slayer handed Pomamu. Yeshi a jar of potatoes and boiled bacon.

"My opponent is very powerful, and his command ability is also very strong. His army was divided by us and did not collapse, and the wizard helped. But such an army is definitely human elite, not too much. There is no need to worry too much. Officer Bochon." After Biaomumu Yeshi finished speaking, he complained again, "I still like the food from my hometown. The stems of this plant have no taste."

"When you conquer this world, everything will be there." Bocian Clefthoof Slayer comforted his brave subordinates.

"Is there any strength to participate in the night's operation?" Bochon Clefthoof Slayer asked.

"The vanguard army killed more than 500 people in the battle this afternoon, and there are more than 300 seriously injured. I can transfer up to 1,000 people to participate in the operation." Puma Mumu and Yeshi quickly ate the food and put down the jar to answer.

"Enough, a main human corps has been besieged by us in this place." Bochon Clefthoof Slayer stretched out his finger and clicked on a scribbled map that was more symbolic than military.

"In order to wish this great victory, I decided to name this place Mengnianggu."

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