Stormwind God

The staggered sharp teeth of the red dragon, the wide mouth opened when the orc roared, the dragon cavalry's wide, bloodshot fear eyes, everything reflected in the verdant eyes of Aurelia.

"call out!"

The gliding sound of sharp arrows.

Facing the full range of arrow skills of the windrunner after the distance is approached, even the nature protection of the big shaman can only issue a helpless and hopeless sigh.

Two arrows broke the wind shield. One arrow hit the gate.

As a result of three rounds and nine arrows, the three dragon cavalry lost their lives forever, their sinister bodies fell from high altitude, and eventually no corpse died.

"No!" Zuluhed was so angry that his eyes were almost bursting out of his eyes.

"Kill them!"

"Go on, tear them off!"

A group of Dragonmaw Clan orcs were hoarse about their throats.

Driven by them, the Red Dragons showed the fierce momentum of their air overlords, fast and swift strikes, a wide range of fiery dragon breath, and everything, chasing the two ghostly green figures.

However, they could not catch up anyway.

This situation made Dragon Roar Orc completely unacceptable.

The flightless elven ranger uses the ice prism from **** to make various **** dodges in the air?

Even the most imaginative orcs cannot imagine this situation. The other party not only thought of it, but also did it.

Duke's cooperation with Windrunner sisters is seamless.

Whether they want to speed up or turn in the air, when they need it most, in the most ideal place, there will surely be an ice prism that doesn't know where to fly from. The hands of the mages suspended at a height of 100 meters will surely shoot the prism of ice through the space of more than 100 meters to the perfect place.

No language, no prompts, and Duke does it all perfectly with system assistance.

Alleria and Queen Nozomi were pleasantly surprised, no, they were ecstatic. They didn't know that Duke's system judged all their movement trajectories, the enemy's attack line, and the possible dodge lines. All Duke had to do was to make the mage's hand go to the line they needed Shoot an ice prism.

They were just thrilled: How could anyone in the world agree with me?

Could this be the telepathy in the legend (the heart has a rhinoceros onion)?

Anyway, at first glance, the Windrunner sisters were flying.

With the agility above the griffins and even the dragons, they turned and fluttered up and down, soaring so flexibly in the altitude of 300 meters.

Zuluhed was furious.

The Dragon Roar Orcs were frightened.

The dragon cavalry began to drive the dragon to a higher altitude in horror to obtain a moment of peace.

There were also dragon cavalry madly launching a desperate dive to Duke, who drove this ice-collar fountain, and died in the sharp arrow salvo of the Elven Ranger Group, who had been waiting on the ground for a long time.

Regardless of Zuluhed's willingness to admit it, the Red Dragon Army that had been driven out of the theater did not play its due role.

At this time, the orc army almost rushed to the sniper point north of the Sador Bridge, and it was also when the transport ship came to the bottom of the bridge.

At this moment, beside Duke, there were nearly ten thousand whitewater soldiers who had already returned to their combat positions. They were cheering, shouting "Long live Duke" or "Long live the Alliance" and poured out a rain of death with slings, crossbows and artillery shells on the tribe with more complete heavy ordnance.

On the bridge, as always, the rain of flesh and blood. The orc carcasses and broken limbs that were hit by huge stones fell off the edge of the bridge like a dumpling.

As for the strait, due to the relationship that some ordnance had been destroyed by the dragon's breath before, it was impossible to achieve a complete blockade. However, the passing of each transport ship will cost at least two sinks.

Watching the tragedy of the army, watching the increasingly scarce Dragon Roar Orc Cavalry around him, and then seeing Zuluhide, who had dominated the entire low-altitude, uncontrollable Windrunner sister, was smashed.

"Withdraw!" In order to shout the word, the chief of the Dragonmaw clan almost used up all his courage.

It's easy to make orcs attack.

It takes courage to let the orcs retreat. Because it needs to bear the contempt of other clans, and bear the eyes of almost the entire tribe.

Zuluhed had no choice.

The red dragon that could serve as a mount was too precious, especially after he found that the red dragons that had left the battlefield flew away towards the north, and he had a deep ominous premonition. Obviously, as long as there is that thing, you don't need to worry about these red dragons that are running away. He had the premonition that these abominable lizards would never return.

This anxiety drove Zuluhed almost crazy.

The Red Dragon Legion, which was supposed to kill the Quartet, withdrew, and ran away with its tail like a bereavement dog.

The whole sky resounded with laughter from the Windrunner sisters.

This is 'flying' that you would never have imagined for thousands of years!

Is there anything better than windrunners hunting the dirty and ugly orcs in the sky that has never been touched, against the noble sky overlord, the Dragons?

Even the mature Aurelia showed laughter from her heart.

The emerald green knee-high boots are lightly located on the ice prism that is constantly falling in height. The Windrunner sisters are like fairy descending from the sky, stepping down step by step.

"Well, the beauty of the elves, do you want to recruit husbands?"

"Goddess-I love you!"

The generals from Rapids Fortress extended their warmest cheers to the two elf female rangers flying in the sky.

Alleria dialed her long blond hair torn by the wind to make herself reply to the dignified ranger general image in the shortest time.

The Queen of Queens proudly folded her arms and put on a graceful s-curve, accepting the cheers of thousands of generals.

The Windrunner sisters obviously killed the most, but the focus of the two sisters' eyes was Duke. They knew that without Duke, they would never have done such a miracle.

Before thanking Duke, it's better to settle some things first.

"My dear sister, how are you doing?"

"68!" Aurelia held her head high, inadvertently making the pair of Mount Hyjal more attractive.

Sylvanas looked startled.

"What? My good sister, did you lose?" Aurelia had a happy smile on her sister's head to successfully consolidate her position.

Queen Greek shrugged and spread her hands: "Not lost."

"You won? How much?" Aurelia felt very keen. She was extremely certain that her second sister's kills should never be more than hers.

Queen Greek sighed: "I didn't win, I'm 68."

There was a glimmer of disappointment and joy in Aurelia's eyes.

Disappointed because I can't establish the strong position of the elder sister.

Rejoicing is that her sister has no less powerful skills than her.

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