At this time, the High Elven Mages were being suppressed by the two-headed Ogre Mages. The two-headed Ogres, who were born with multiple casting abilities, were terrifying. Anyone who tried it would feel good. This wasn't a matter of one plus one equals two. This was the collapse of an Elf dealing with a twin Mage who had completely surpassed the concept of telepathy.
Not only did the two heads cast spells at the same time, they were also smart enough to use fire or ice magic to hit you, while the other used physical attacks like Earth Spikes. With multiple attributes and perfect coordination, they could often suppress three or four Elven Mages of the same level, making them unable to attack the main Orc force.
The Spell Breakers, who were proficient in disrupting the opponent's spell-casting, were not very effective when they reached the front. This was because the two-headed Ogre Mages cast spells at the same time with two different sets of magic circuits. A Spell Breaker could only block one set of circuits at a time.
Unfortunately, those perverts could use more than one set of circuits. As a result, the effect of the Spell Breaker was very poor. They could only reduce the enemy's combat power by less than 30%.
Sharpshooters could indeed shoot arrows into the Orc warriors' vitals through the gaps between the metal cans, but there were too few true sharpshooters. Even if a few Orcs fell occasionally, the Orcs behind them would instantly fill the gap.
The Elven blade throwers also wildly poured out triangular boomerangs. As long as they hit, they would definitely plow a path of blood among the Orcs. The problem was that many elite Orc captains were mixed in with the charging troops. Many of the more powerful fellows could even use heavy weapons to deflect the boomerangs shot by the blade throwers.
At this moment, Kael 'thas and the high-level Elves finally understood what Aurelia meant by the green tide. The enemies in front of them seemed endless, giving them a sense of helplessness as if they couldn't kill all of them.
At this moment, the Red Dragon Army led by the Roaring Dragon Orcs charged out from the huge fog.
The Orc armored infantry covered the mountains and plains, easily drowning the Elven infantry formation. The Elves' gorgeous but thin armor exploded in mid-air as their owners were sent flying.
The troll throwers, who were armed with metal spears and had long since upgraded their shotguns to cannons, easily killed the precious Spell Breakers of Silver Moon City with their spears, which had become much more powerful. The Spell Breaker's slender kite shield was too small and fragile in the storm of spears.
The unstoppable two-headed ogre charged at the frontlines, using unimaginable strength and agility that surpassed the concept of ogres, swiftly dismantling the arcane constructs into scraps of components.
The Mountain Giants roared, but their clumsy movements had no effect on Gollon, whose strength was not much inferior to theirs, and whose agility was a notch higher. Each Goron had an Orc sitting on a chair nailed to the Goron's back, using chains to control the Goron's movements. The chains were connected to a series of iron rings embedded in Gerald's arms. It was cruel, bloody, but effective. As long as the chains were pulled, the half-tamed Gerald would know to turn or dodge.
Unless there was an Elven Ranger who could shoot down the drivers, these enslaved Gollons were the most terrifying war machines.
However, this was not easy. Every driver was an Orc from a small clan who had been strengthened by the Storm Altar. They often had wind shields on them. Arrows that were shot directly were bound to be deflected by the strong wind.
This was a war where they were suppressed in all aspects.
In almost every aspect, the Elves were suppressed by the Horde.
In the middle of the battlefield, there was an Elven flag that was particularly eye-catching.
On a red background, there was a golden flame. It was the Eternal Flame Legion. This was the first infantry regiment established by the High Elves after they came east from Kalimdor.
It had participated in the founding war, the first defense of Silver Moon City, and the troll war three thousand years ago.
Back then, even when facing the terrifying First Legion of the Amani Troll Empire, the arrogant troll elites who outnumbered them three to one, they still suffered defeat in front of them.
Back then, the founding king of Cuel Salas, Dasmaray Sunstrider, had said that this was an army that had truly inherited the pioneering spirit of Quel 'dorei (the High Elves) and was forged with iron will.
With an undying fighting spirit and undying fighting spirit, they could definitely fight to the last soldier on the battlefield.
But now, this army was almost completely wiped out.
When the left and right wings began to collapse, none of the Elves among them ran away.
They didn't lose to willpower. Instead, they, who were still fighting in the old world, had lost to the new era. They had lost to the stronger and better-equipped Blackrock Clan army.
The few remaining flags did not last long in the green tide. In the blink of an eye, they were completely submerged.
Kael 'thas, who was on the command platform, collapsed on the spot when he saw an Orc raise the broken Eternal Flame War Flag high up.
His pale lips muttered, "It's over! It's over! Everything is over! "
For his expedition, the Eternal Flame Legion that his father had temporarily transferred to him had actually been completely wiped out in less than ten minutes in the battle against the Horde.
How could he have the face to go back and see his father?
The legion had been completely wiped out, and the war flag had been taken. Anyone who had a slight understanding of the High Elves' military system would understand. The Eternal Flame Legion had completely disappeared from this reality.
Its former prestige and all of its glorious history had been taken away by the Orcs. In this moment of humiliation, it had completely disappeared from this land.
Kael 'thas had almost succeeded in committing suicide!
A graceful female Mage threw herself at Kael 'thas. She was the Great Astromancer Solarian, a loyal supporter of Prince Kael' thas.
"Your Highness! Retreat first! Cuel Salas can't live without you! Otherwise, the royal blood will be severed! Let's retreat first and win it back later! "
More loyal Kael 'thas pounced forward and held Kael' thas back.
When Kael 'thas waved the retreat flag on the command platform, the entire Elven front line collapsed like an avalanche.
The Elves cried and wailed. They threw away all their weapons and equipment, turned around, and ran.
The greatest taboo on the battlefield was to collapse. Especially when the opponent's speed was no less than their own, collapsing was a nightmare.
The Orcs laughed and smashed the remaining Elves into meat paste.
The Trolls laughed maniacally and nailed slender Elves to the ground with the metal spears provided by the Orcs. Looking at the dying Elves who were struggling and twisting on the ground like frogs waiting to be dissected, the Trolls vented the hatred that had accumulated for thousands of years.
The murderous Trolls naturally continued to chase the Elves, while the psychopathic Trolls began the most inhumane killing. They slowly tore these handsome men and beautiful women into pieces.
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