A few minutes later, the dozens of Mage Towers standing near the eastern city wall released a cold wind at the same time. This cold wind suddenly blew across the moat, and in just a few seconds, more than five kilometers of the eastern moat was completely frozen.
"Ahhh!" The Orcs who were dripping in the moat were instantly killed. They suddenly realized that the more they walked, the slower and colder it became. Originally, the water pressure did not feel anything, but now the strong pressure was squeezing their chests, forcing out every breath of air from their lungs.
Uncomfortable, cold, and hopeless!
At least two thousand Orcs were frozen to death in the frozen moat.
Standing in the tallest Mage Tower, Marian of the Silver Moon Parliament looked at the Mage Tower in front of her with a little disdain.
"Only a 100% increase … Forget it, it's better than nothing. I can't expect anything good to come out of this barren magic civilization." After talking to herself, Marian smiled coldly and immediately contacted all her subordinates with magic, "In the name of Quel 'dorei! [Frozen Forest] "
In the magic communication network, the voices of hundreds and thousands of High Elf Mages sounded at the same time.
"In the name of Quel 'dorei —"
In the next moment, all the Mage Towers in the eastern part of the entire Lordaeron Kingdom moved. The spire of the Mage Tower near the palace was the first to emit a soft white light.
The atmosphere was vibrating, and white frost elements could be seen condensing into light spots the size of snowflakes, quickly gathering on the various Mage Towers.
Many grains of sand formed a tower.
Water gathered to form a river.
Rivers flowed into the sea.
The Mage Towers violently extracted the water elements of the entire city, and then used a visible beam of light to transmit the water elements to the Mage Towers near the city wall.
Princess Kalia, who was standing on the balcony, was surprised to see a huge white network forming in the sky above the entire eastern city. It looked like a huge spider web.
Gather!
Gather!
Sublimate!
Seeing so many Mage Towers emitting white light outside the city, Orgrim instinctively shouted, "Gul 'dan —"
What answered him were the stunned expressions of the guards around him, as well as the lonely sound of the wind.
Right! Gul 'dan was not here.
The Shadow Council Warlock Group and the Twin-headed Ogre Sorcerer Group, the only two groups of the Horde that could fight against the Alliance Sorcerer Group, were not here. The former had been destroyed by Orgrim, and the latter … The Ogre Magicians who should have gathered here a long time ago weren't here either.
Orgrim had a bad feeling about this.
At this moment, he could only grit his teeth and watch as the warriors of the Blackrock Tribe used their flesh and blood to withstand the terrifying magic that was about to descend.
It was only at times like this that Orgrim could truly feel the importance of the warlocks and mages of the Horde that he loved and hated.
It was too late.
[Frozen Forest] was activated!
In the entire defensive line, the moat was an important link. The moat, dug along the edge of the city and channeled water from Lake Lordamir, suddenly turned on the Orcs.
Countless translucent, ice-cold crystal clusters arched their spines in the moat that stretched for miles like ice hedgehogs. The icicles pierced through the countless Orc Warriors who were killing wantonly a moment ago, unleashing their savagery and violence.
Their thick armor could not stop the icicles' sharpness. Their bodies, which had not completely lost their lives, trembled and convulsed on the icicles.
The next moment, almost everyone on the defensive line saw the Frozen Forest, which looked like a torture rack, turning the entire defensive line into a crystal clear, cruel work of art. Everywhere was blood red …
The Orcs were all stunned. Lordamir had simply put on a hedgehog shell that was armed to the teeth.
This wasn't the end. Haduron Brightwing and Theron raised their longbows high in the air.
They nocked their arrows, and two rays of green light drew beautiful arcs in the sky.
A second later, the sound of bowstrings vibrating could be heard from all the towers in the city. All the soldiers of Lordamir, who were stunned at the top of the city wall, saw a black cloud rising at high speed into the sky, turning the sky black. Then, the black cloud stopped at the highest point and poured down.
Unlike humans, who used the density of arrows to make up for their lack of accuracy, this black cloud was actually a combination of accurate shooting and wide area shooting.
Under Duque's insistence, the Elven Rangers used steel arrowheads made by the Bronze-Bearded Dwarves from Iron Stove Castle. After the Rangers spent a few days getting used to it, their damage was greatly increased.
Many Orcs could be seen to have their vitals pierced even after making dodging and blocking movements. For example, one Orc had used his arm to cover his face and throat, but a steel arrow pierced through his helmet from the side, straight into his temple and killed him.
Both sides were stunned. Within 30 meters of the moat, there was not a single Orc alive.
Attack?
Or not attack?
This was a serious question.
"We can't retreat! We must attack! If we miss today, we might not have the chance to take down the core capital of the Alliance so easily in the future! "Orgrim roared.
His plan was right.
He had finally found a chance to deal a heavy blow to the core kingdom of the Alliance. He could not give it up just like that. After the brief ecstasy of destroying Alterac, Orgrim finally realized that he had to destroy the will of the humans, elves, and dwarves to resist.
The ten countries of the Alliance, seven human kingdoms, two dwarven kingdoms, and a High Elf. Today, the Horde did not have the absolute upper hand in terms of combat power. A protracted war was something the Horde did not want to see.
The Horde was rapidly weakening. Orgrim knew that if they could not defeat the Alliance within this year, and turn the battle into a war of annihilation, the Horde would most likely be counterattacked and lose all the territory they had conquered.
Orgrim gave Samuro a look, then waved his hand at the two Troll chiefs. Immediately, the Trolls and the Sword Sages of the Fireblade Clan pressed forward.
The Trolls and elves had been fighting for thousands of years, and knew each other very well. The Trolls would never lose to the Elven Rangers. Under the cover of hundreds of Orc Warriors with human tower shields, thousands of Trolls approached the city walls fearlessly, and started shooting at the Elven Rangers.
The powerful and heavy javelins shot towards the tower with a momentum that almost defied gravity. Even if they missed, the javelins would still cause rocks to fly everywhere when they hit the top of the tower. The Elven Rangers had no choice but to dodge, and used the shooting holes of the human towers to retaliate against the Trolls.
This way, their field of vision and shooting were severely affected.
At the same time, the agile Sword Sages leaped up the city walls through the gaps in the Ice Crystal Forest, crossed the city walls, and aimed at the Elven Mages in the Mage Towers.
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