Unknowingly, the Orcs began to disperse.
"Hooray!"
"Praise you! Great Ms. Mage! "
The cavalrymen's morale was greatly boosted. Who would have thought that the dainty noble lady they saved would be a mage?
The leader of the Paladins said, "Thank you for buying more time for us."
Just to buy more time?
If there's only one entrance, I can guard it for three days and three nights!
Feeling the terrifying magic damage and mana recovery bonus of the Smoke Glove, Jaina decided to use a Wall of Fire to resist the Orcs' attack.
In fact, Jaina did just that. After five seconds of chanting, a huge wall that was 10 meters wide and 2 meters tall appeared in front of the church.
More than 20 Orcs were immediately affected by the flames and turned into burning human-shaped torches.
The cavalrymen cheered, but the Paladin smiled bitterly.
"Why? Do you have a problem with my magic? "Jaina asked the leader angrily.
"If it were Orcs from other clans, this might be enough to scare them. Unfortunately, this is the most elite Warsong Clan in the tribe! "
Almost all of the cavalrymen's bodies trembled.
Even Jaina was a little familiar with the name Warsong Clan.
Yes! The Warsong Clan!
The Warsong Clan had made a name for themselves since Southshore. They dared to fight flamethrowers head-on, destroyed the Silverpine Forest, and even fought their way to Rotterdam.
The Warsong Orcs dispersed, but it didn't take long for Jaina and the others to know what they were doing.
All of a sudden, there was a loud sound of glass shattering above their heads.
Then, there was a second sound, a third sound … dozens of times. Countless torches were thrown in, smashing the glass windows on both sides of the church, which were at least two people high above the ground, and landing on the ground inside the church.
Because many parts of the church were already covered in frost, it did not cause a fire. It only caused chaos among the injured cavalrymen.
When a few brave cavalrymen climbed to a high and narrow window to peek outside, a cavalryman almost had his head pierced by a spear.
In the next moment, there was an earth-shattering sound from all directions of the church.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The dull sound of the collision was like the knell of the Grim Reaper.
The Paladin cursed, "Damn it! I knew they would use the tree trunk as a battering ram! "
That's right, the Orcs used their great strength to break the trees in the town, uprooting them and using them as siege awls.
Although the church was made of bluestone, it was not a fortress. In fact, unless it was a fortress made of cement, most traditional fortresses were useless. He could only become the victim of this group of people who believed in 'strength creates miracles'.
She had clearly crashed into the walls of the church, but the sound that sounded like a landslide made Jaina feel as if the trees had directly crashed into her chest, flattening her ribs. Her lungs, which had shrunk into her lungs, could no longer expand and breathe in fresh air.
"Fight to the death!" The Holy Knight raised his war hammer high up in the air without any hesitation.
"Fight to the death!" Even the wounded struggled to get up and raised their weapons high up.
Jaina did not expect that she would be in a desperate situation in just a few minutes.
"Bang! Bang! Bam! "The Orcs outside were very professional. They stopped when they were about to smash a wall. They were waiting for more breakout points to be ready.
The strict management of these Orcs made it hard to believe that they were just a barbarian race from a distant planet.
Finally …
With a rough command, more than ten holes were blasted on both sides of the church. Every hole perfectly avoided the pillars of the church. Almost at the same time, more than ten slender Trolls jumped onto the high windows of the church, holding sharp spears in their hands. Two long fangs were wriggling in their wide open mouths, and they had cruel smiles on their faces.
"Hehehe!"
“lok-tar！”
Amidst the flying debris and dust, the burly orcs charged in, brandishing their huge weapons and roaring in a hoarse voice.
Jaina, who was wrapped in a white barrier, was the main target. She only had time to use [Flame Blast] to send an Orc flying, and the next moment, more than ten spears were thrown at her.
Jaina still managed to use [Flash] in her panic. The place where she stood half a second ago was nailed with countless spears.
Half a second later, she was not so lucky!
The five spears that followed behind easily pierced through her magic barrier.
"Ah — —" Jaina finally let out a scream as if she was dying. She used her arms to protect herself in vain!
Duque! I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!
Jaina cursed before she died.
At the very last moment, a miracle happened without any warning.
Jaina's gloves suddenly burst out with a dazzling arcane light.
Time seemed to freeze.
Jaina opened her eyes, and her clear pupils were filled with shock.
"Roar — —" A fierce and majestic roar came from Jaina's gloves.
The wooden spears that were thrown at her silently turned into sawdust, then into powder, and disappeared in the air.
Along with this inhuman roar, everyone on the battlefield, be it the orcs who raised their war hammers and the human cavalrymen who had lost their arms and were about to use their remaining arm to stab their longswords, all froze in place.
At this moment, everyone felt their strength and courage escaping from their bodies with fear in their hearts.
They had a premonition that something was about to descend. It was a mysterious existence with unstoppable power.
When it descended, it would dominate everything and take over the entire battlefield.
In the blink of an eye, everyone knew who that 'it' was!
A huge illusory magic flag made of purplish blue arcane energy rose from Jaina's gloves.
The flag was so huge that it actually surpassed the entire church and rose outside the church.
The Orcs and cavalrymen subconsciously raised their heads to look at the flag.
Then, be it in a very non-standard common language or a thick Lordaeron accent, the Orcs and cavalrymen all said the same name — —
"Duke Marcus!"
As if hearing the call of the hundreds of thousands of people, a blue light suddenly lit up beside Jaina.
Before everyone could react, a young man in a blue and white mage robe stood beside Jaina who was kneeling on the ground.
With one hand holding Jaina's arm, Duque laughed and said, "Ah! You still activated the last insurance on the Smoke Glove after all! "
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