Actually, the people of Rotterdam were very unlucky this time.
If Duque had not crossed the wetlands to lure out the Wings of Death, the three young Red Dragons would not have been killed, and the Dragonmaw Clan would not have been so tense.
The young Red Dragons were not just any ordinary people. They were at least as strong as the chiefs in the tribe. It was no wonder the tribe was shocked when three of them died in a few days.
Without that, Zuluhed would not have let the 100,000 tribes gather near Grim Batol. There was no need for Orgrim to hold a meeting at the tribe's gathering point.
There were many things that were interconnected.
Rotterdam, who had rashly intervened for the sake of their reputation, happened to see the 100,000 horses running around, and almost lost all their money.
Not only was Orgrim leading the slaughter inside, but the situation outside was not quiet either. Zuluhed immediately flew his red dragon through the special entrance of the Dragon Tribe to the entrance below the Fortress, and let the dragon breathe Dragon Breath at the portal.
To put it bluntly, the portal was a condensation of magic power.
If the brainless Orcs used axes and hammers to attack it, even 10,000 people would not be able to do anything.
But dragon breath was different.
The essence of dragon breath was fire elemental energy. Although enough fire elemental energy would not destroy the portal, it would put a greater burden on it.
The mages in the Dalajan were in a difficult situation.
"Who's attacking the portal?" The mages found that their mana consumption was increasing. It was already difficult to maintain a portal that could transport dozens of people at the same time, but now it was even more difficult.
"Bastard! It's the Red Dragon again! "Antonidas obviously knew what it was.
King Terenas' face was drained of blood. The infantry could no longer break through the situation. If they wanted to change the situation, they would either have to sacrifice themselves and let the people at the door retreat. Or they would have to send in an overwhelming force.
No matter how he looked at it, the tribe was well prepared!
He tried asking, "Can the Dalajan send in more mages?"
Antonidas glared at him. "How dare you ask me to send my precious high-level mages into such a messy battle?"
Mages were definitely treasured by the humans and the entire Alliance. The Dalajan Academy Mages, in particular, were the worst at messy battles. It was generally accepted that the way Mages were used was to suppress their opponents in positional battles.
Terenas's suggestion, in the ears of the Kirin Tor Chairman, was like sending him to his death.
It was time to test Terenas's courage.
If they retreated like this, they would lose at least half of their elites and gain nothing.
If they continued to send more troops, the situation might not be good. Instead, it might cause more experts to fall into the trap.
Terenas was not satisfied! That should have been a great opportunity for the Rotterdam Kingdom to make a name for themselves and show off their might. Why did Duke kill tens of thousands of elite orcs in a few moves? Why did it seem like sending the elites to their deaths when it was his turn?
The old king's clenched fists trembled.
There was no need for others to remind him that he had to make a decision.
At this time, Antonidas suddenly thought of something and said, "Your Majesty, you don't have to be so pessimistic. When I opened the portal just now, I sensed the magical wave of Sir Marcus. He seems to be in Grim Batol. "
Hearing this, Terenas, who understood the hidden meaning behind the words of the Archmage, almost vomited blood. He did not trust Duque and sent over a thousand elites, but in the end, he was just pretending to attack for Duque?
Wait a minute! Wasn't Duque about to die? How did he manage to sneak into the fortress while being surrounded by tens of thousands of orcs?
This time, not only did the Rotterdam Kingdom's fists tremble, even his body was shaking.
Terenas was shocked.
Laing and Andoine were overjoyed! The two brothers looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.
Duque was still alive!
Laing could not suppress his excitement and quickly went forward. "What's wrong with Duque? Can you sense his condition? "
Antonidas nodded. "I don't know about his physical condition, but his magical wave is not weakened at all."
Hearing this, all the kings were moved.
It did not matter if Duque was about to die or not, at least he could fight!
Those who had seen Duque in action knew that Duque could not be considered a Morning Star Mage. In group battles, he was even crazier than many Radiant Moon Mages.
Moreover, his various miracles in the past always made people think positively of him.
At this moment, the clouds above Grim Batol Fortress suddenly rolled back layer by layer, forming a huge hole in the sky. Endless fire poured down from the hole.
The entire mountain top was covered in fiery red.
Ancient dragons?
Another Primordial Dragon had arrived at this time?
Just how many Ancient Dragons did the Horde control?! How many ancient dragons did they control?
Just as everyone's expressions changed again, the scene suddenly changed.
No one had expected a gigantic Red Dragon to launch an attack on the young Red Dragons hovering in the sky as it descended from the sky.
It was not the dragon breath unique to the dragon race, nor was it a melee attack. It was an endless magical attack.
Ice, fire, and arcane magic. The three violent offensive spells turned into a dazzling magic storm that blasted towards every Red Dragon that tried to stop it.
What?
Could this Red Dragon be from the Alliance?
Everyone who witnessed this scene was dumbfounded. They couldn't figure out what was going on.
Only Antonidas in the Dalajan looked to his side thoughtfully. The Kirin Tor Councilors were missing one — Krasus!
That's right! The Red Dragon in the sky was Krasus, one of the six Councilors in the Dalajan who had been in human form all this time. He was now the Red Dragon Claustraz!
Krasus fought hard in the sky. Even though he had already stepped into the ranks of the ancient dragons, he was not at ease when facing so many powerful compatriots. He was shocked to find that the young dragons had been brainwashed under the influence of the Demon's Soul. They unconsciously began to agree with the Orcs' orders.
He was cautious when dealing with them, but they surrounded him without hesitation.
Krasus gritted his teeth and dodged left and right in the sky. However, at this critical moment, he still sent a magical message to someone.
"Duke Marcus! I don't know what other trump cards you have! But I've used all the tricks I can. The rest is up to you. I'm counting on you! You must save Queen Alexstrasza! "
At this moment!
Duque, who had fallen into a deep sleep at the secret passage of Grim Batol Fortress, suddenly opened his eyes.
He replied with a magical message.
"Wait for me!"
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