Stormwind God

No one knows where this green arrow came from, or where it is going.

This arrow is like a ray of defeat tucked up by the wind blowing the earth, and it is light and uncomfortable.

It crossed over the earth that was blackened by flames, passed through the sea of ​​fire, and finally flew to a height of tens of meters. It is not that the dragon cavalry without the orcs noticed this strange green, but this green was too harmless for humans and animals.

Something strange happened.

An orc led a red dragon and launched countless dives. His target was a human position north of the Sador Bridge. Although the humans ran out, those crossbow cannons and cannons fixed on the hill were not burned. As long as you rush out of the bunker, you can be severely injured again by the orc army that strikes the North Bridge.

Just then, that touch of green merged with the green on the orc dragon cavalry's neck.

One arrow screamed.

No more life.

The orc's eyes widened. He didn't understand. Why did he die? When was the attack?

The blood soaring from the throat pulled a long blood line in the sky because of the high speed of the flying dragon.

As soon as his eyes were dark, he planted them from the back of the red dragon.

Suddenly lost the controller, the young red dragon seemed at a loss, and it quickly stopped its dragon's breath.

Dragon Breath is not Chinese cabbage. It takes a lot of energy to launch Dragon Breath. The continuous breath has just made it out of breath. Now the driver is done, and of course he is happy to liberate himself.

With a cheerful roar, she flew to the sky immediately.

Before receiving the order from ‘that’, it was eager to breathe the air of freedom. This idea made it quickly leave the battlefield and wondered where it was flying.

This orc's unlucky encounter caught the attention of the Dragonmaw Clan Orc Dragon Cavalry. They stared at the size of the copper bell, rolled their eyes at high speed, searching for the attack from the ground.

This is not a separate case.

Soon, more green arrows flew into the sky.

No one knows where they came from, only one orc is shot to death.

"Where !? Where is it?"

"Who sees the enemy?"

"I don't see it!"

"Ah! Nazuzu is dead, and Barto is dead!"

The Dragon Roar Orcs were in a panic, and the expected destruction and destruction did not appear. They did not kill a few humans, but burned a large number of large ordnances that they seemed worthless.

How is this going?

The orcs began to fear to see that touch of green, and even when they saw the green, they pulled the red dragon's reins and let the red dragon climb at high speed.

Useless.

Those green arrows are like ghosts, and they will cooperate in various ways.

For example, an orc saw an arrow flying to the left, and when he hurriedly dodged that arrow, he shot an arrow silently to the right and behind his visual blind spot and learned his life.

After the twentieth orc dragon cavalry was killed, no orc dared to drive the red dragon within 100 meters of the ground.

At this time, they suddenly found that the flames on the earth had gone out.

It wasn't the flame that burned, but it was extinguished.

The icy air quickly spread on the ground, and the billowing white mist covered every flame that extinguished it in the cold.

As the cold covered the ground, a lot of slim, slender green figures began to appear in the ice fog on the ground.

High Elf Ranger! ?

Zuluhed was very surprised!

Actually let the precious magician cover these elves with large-scale war magic?

I have to say that this is a genius idea.

No longer confined to a limited range and a narrow horizon, the elves' arrow range has suddenly been greatly improved.

This time, five orc dragon cavalry were shot and killed at a distance of about 150 meters from the ground.

"It's impossible!" Zuluhed exclaimed in a cry.

This has completely surpassed the concept of bow and arrow, and is not in line with all the so-called common sense.

With a slender long bow, it is not easy to shoot a dragon doing various evasion maneuvers at a height of 150 meters, not to mention sitting on the dragon, and no one can be seen from the ground Orc Cavalry!

What a terrible and mysterious archery!

It is completely impossible to imagine what kind of existence is that shooting such an arrow.

What emerged in Zuluhed's mind were projection monsters stronger than ogres. If he knew that the real shooter was just two blonde elf girls who seemed to be cute, I don't know how he would feel.

Either way, none of the Red Dragon Cavalry feels close to the ground now. The lowest red dragon is 300 meters above the ground.

Zuluhed cursed indignantly, he glanced at the tribal transport ship that was about to enter the bottom of the Sador Bridge, and gritted his teeth: "Well, at least I escorted the transport ship to the past, completing the mission of the chief ...

It seems to be the biggest mockery of Zuluhed and his Dragonmaw Clan. At this moment, a pair of humans who were not afraid of death rushed out of the bunker and ran to an intact trebuchet that was placed on the edge of a cliff. It looked as if they were preparing to operate the trebuchet to break the transport ship in the channel.

Zuluhed's lungs exploded quickly: "Dive! Give me the ashes with dragon breath!"

"But ... what about the elves' ranger?" Every surviving Dragon-Roaring Orc Cavalry had a lingering fear, and that touch of emerald green had become a lingering shadow over their hearts.

"Come here!" Zuluhed cast a spell at one of the dragon cavalry closest to him.

Suddenly the guy felt a small tornado swirling around him, and the guy was overjoyed.

[Wind Shield] A shaman's protection magic. The wind shield made by the power of nature can well resist the shooting of various arrows.

The next moment that guy rushed over, not only him, but also several dragon cavalry who also blessed [Wind Shield] to drive the red dragon and launched a dive bomber towards those humans.

A distance of three hundred meters is a matter of two breaths for the Red Dragon.

The green flying vector seemed to be the death of an appointment and arrived just right.

As always, aiming at the key, but was stopped immediately before the orc cavalry was about to die. It seemed that the weak wind would break through at any time. After several hard rotations, the green arrows could not get in.

This time, the green death sent a helpless sigh.

"No!" Sylvanas exclaimed.

Just now, she proudly used the word of the wind to guarantee the safety of the crossbow gunners in the rapids.

"Under my arrow, no dragon cavalry can hurt you."

She said so, but now the opponent's shaman magically broke her pride mercilessly.

Sylvanas was about to cry.

Just then, a white light appeared ... (To be continued.)

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