The army of orcs began to retreat.
The situation turned too quickly, and a moment ago he was chasing the blood tribe army all over the field, and then the other party invited out the ancestor!
This is actually part of the Bloodclan tactics.
Lure the enemy deeper, and then completely annihilate the orc army!
"Run? Where to run!"
Another duke sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the temperature of the battlefield plummeted, like the fury of winter!
Like a tsunami, the ice began to spread from under the feet, and in an instant, all the life in its path was frozen.
The hundreds of thousands of orcs in the rear of the troops were swallowed by ice crystals in a blink of an eye, frozen in the ice layer tens of meters thick.
The whole world entered the Ice Age.
At a glance, it is covered in silver and snowy.
Under the white snow, there is a hard layer of ice that buries hundreds of thousands of orcs, and the view is endless....
"Roar—"
The Great Chief let out an angry roar.
He flew to a very high altitude, and then fell from the sky like a war hammer, burning with golden flames all over his body, and smashed the ground.
Boom-
The terrifying shock wave swept away in a posture visible to the naked eye, wrapped in golden flames, and finally blocked the drowning cold wave.
Just cross the Draenor Mountains and enter the plain to escape!"
The Great Chief's face was bruised and furious, and he turned his head and roared.
When the remaining orc army heard the words of the Great Chief, they immediately rushed like wolves and ran towards the Draenor Mountain Range with all their strength.
"Hmph! Don't even think about running!"
The Duke of the Gungro family burst into laughter, his hands bloomed with an extremely dazzling blood light, and he suddenly raised his !! into the sky: "Get up "
Boom rumble -
Suddenly, the earth shook violently.
A look of extreme horror suddenly appeared on the faces of all the orcs.
Because...... The towering Draenor Mountains actually "lived"!
Like a lazy donkey rolling, he turned over towards the orc army....
Boom rumble -
Countless orcs were instantly crushed into meat mud by the dumped mountains.
The earth trembled and collapsed like a wave, and one thorn after another suddenly rose up into the sky, overturning the centaurs.
"Bastard!"
The Great Chief was furious, and let out a heaven-shaking roar like a wild lion, leaving blood and tears in his eyes.
The army of one million orcs was directly wiped out by the four duke ancestors!
And there were only three people who did it, and the other one didn't shoot at all.
Ten Winged Duke, terrifying!
"Kill!"
The Great Chief's eyes showed a touch of determination.
Turning around and rushing towards the four dukes, the battle axe rose into golden flames, murderous!
This battle has been lost, there is no need to struggle.
He just wants the shroud of Mag and die in battle!
The four dukes sneered, and the forty holy wings shook, disappeared in place, and swarmed directly.
Ten minutes later.
With a roar full of unwillingness and sadness, the head of the Beast King was twisted off, and blood was spilled all over the sky.
The blood army cheered to the sky.
The war is over!
......
Night.
There were thousands of bonfires on the ground, the Blood Clan was celebrating the victory, and everyone's face was full of excitement.
In a tent.
The Marquis of Morpheus and his brother Alvis, also drank to celebrate.
"I didn't expect these orcs to be so vulnerable and destroyed in a battle!"
Alvis took a sip of wine and laughed, "Tomorrow will be a triumphant return." "
"It can't be said that the orcs are brave and good at fighting, and if the ancestors don't go out, we can't defeat them." "
Marquis Morpheus shook his head and sighed, "From now on, there will be no external enemies, and the disputes within the Blood Clan will intensify again. "
This is true in every country.
When there is a common enemy, it will temporarily unite and unite externally.
When the foreign enemy is resolved, it returns to the previous civil war.
The seven royal clans have never been an iron barrel, and even in the thousand years of war with Azeroth, there have been constant fights between the open and the dark.
When Alvis heard this, he smiled indifferently: "As long as the seven ancestors are still there, there will be no real big war within the blood clan, at most it will be a small friction, so there is no need to care." "
These words seemed to touch Morpheus's heart.
His face suddenly became ugly.
Before the Nine-Character Army's crusade, he also went to ask the ancestor to go out like other family masters.
But there was no response....
For ten thousand years, the Marquis of Morpheus would go to the forbidden land of the underground palace every thousand years to ask the ancestor for a drop of essence blood, which was the treatment enjoyed as the head of the family.
It is impossible for the ancestor to say that he completely ignored him.
But this time, it really didn't make sense!
The Marquis of Morpheus was worried that if something happened to the ancestors, then the Capet clan would face destruction.
And there are no eggs under the nest, and Elizabeth will be brutally killed!
So Marquis Morpheus can't wait to go back and confirm the situation of the ancestors again.
If there is still no response, then you can only risk the crime of great disrespect and forcibly break through the stone gate.
His face was gloomy.
Just thinking.
Suddenly, footsteps came from outside.
"Pray to the patriarch, the patriarch of Revno invites you to go over with the Marquis of Alvis to attend the celebration banquet. "
....................................
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ps: Ask for support
The situation turned too quickly, and a moment ago he was chasing the blood tribe army all over the field, and then the other party invited out the ancestor!
This is actually part of the Bloodclan tactics.
Lure the enemy deeper, and then completely annihilate the orc army!
"Run? Where to run!"
Another duke sneered, and with a wave of his hand, the temperature of the battlefield plummeted, like the fury of winter!
Like a tsunami, the ice began to spread from under the feet, and in an instant, all the life in its path was frozen.
The hundreds of thousands of orcs in the rear of the troops were swallowed by ice crystals in a blink of an eye, frozen in the ice layer tens of meters thick.
The whole world entered the Ice Age.
At a glance, it is covered in silver and snowy.
Under the white snow, there is a hard layer of ice that buries hundreds of thousands of orcs, and the view is endless....
"Roar—"
The Great Chief let out an angry roar.
He flew to a very high altitude, and then fell from the sky like a war hammer, burning with golden flames all over his body, and smashed the ground.
Boom-
The terrifying shock wave swept away in a posture visible to the naked eye, wrapped in golden flames, and finally blocked the drowning cold wave.
Just cross the Draenor Mountains and enter the plain to escape!"
The Great Chief's face was bruised and furious, and he turned his head and roared.
When the remaining orc army heard the words of the Great Chief, they immediately rushed like wolves and ran towards the Draenor Mountain Range with all their strength.
"Hmph! Don't even think about running!"
The Duke of the Gungro family burst into laughter, his hands bloomed with an extremely dazzling blood light, and he suddenly raised his !! into the sky: "Get up "
Boom rumble -
Suddenly, the earth shook violently.
A look of extreme horror suddenly appeared on the faces of all the orcs.
Because...... The towering Draenor Mountains actually "lived"!
Like a lazy donkey rolling, he turned over towards the orc army....
Boom rumble -
Countless orcs were instantly crushed into meat mud by the dumped mountains.
The earth trembled and collapsed like a wave, and one thorn after another suddenly rose up into the sky, overturning the centaurs.
"Bastard!"
The Great Chief was furious, and let out a heaven-shaking roar like a wild lion, leaving blood and tears in his eyes.
The army of one million orcs was directly wiped out by the four duke ancestors!
And there were only three people who did it, and the other one didn't shoot at all.
Ten Winged Duke, terrifying!
"Kill!"
The Great Chief's eyes showed a touch of determination.
Turning around and rushing towards the four dukes, the battle axe rose into golden flames, murderous!
This battle has been lost, there is no need to struggle.
He just wants the shroud of Mag and die in battle!
The four dukes sneered, and the forty holy wings shook, disappeared in place, and swarmed directly.
Ten minutes later.
With a roar full of unwillingness and sadness, the head of the Beast King was twisted off, and blood was spilled all over the sky.
The blood army cheered to the sky.
The war is over!
......
Night.
There were thousands of bonfires on the ground, the Blood Clan was celebrating the victory, and everyone's face was full of excitement.
In a tent.
The Marquis of Morpheus and his brother Alvis, also drank to celebrate.
"I didn't expect these orcs to be so vulnerable and destroyed in a battle!"
Alvis took a sip of wine and laughed, "Tomorrow will be a triumphant return." "
"It can't be said that the orcs are brave and good at fighting, and if the ancestors don't go out, we can't defeat them." "
Marquis Morpheus shook his head and sighed, "From now on, there will be no external enemies, and the disputes within the Blood Clan will intensify again. "
This is true in every country.
When there is a common enemy, it will temporarily unite and unite externally.
When the foreign enemy is resolved, it returns to the previous civil war.
The seven royal clans have never been an iron barrel, and even in the thousand years of war with Azeroth, there have been constant fights between the open and the dark.
When Alvis heard this, he smiled indifferently: "As long as the seven ancestors are still there, there will be no real big war within the blood clan, at most it will be a small friction, so there is no need to care." "
These words seemed to touch Morpheus's heart.
His face suddenly became ugly.
Before the Nine-Character Army's crusade, he also went to ask the ancestor to go out like other family masters.
But there was no response....
For ten thousand years, the Marquis of Morpheus would go to the forbidden land of the underground palace every thousand years to ask the ancestor for a drop of essence blood, which was the treatment enjoyed as the head of the family.
It is impossible for the ancestor to say that he completely ignored him.
But this time, it really didn't make sense!
The Marquis of Morpheus was worried that if something happened to the ancestors, then the Capet clan would face destruction.
And there are no eggs under the nest, and Elizabeth will be brutally killed!
So Marquis Morpheus can't wait to go back and confirm the situation of the ancestors again.
If there is still no response, then you can only risk the crime of great disrespect and forcibly break through the stone gate.
His face was gloomy.
Just thinking.
Suddenly, footsteps came from outside.
"Pray to the patriarch, the patriarch of Revno invites you to go over with the Marquis of Alvis to attend the celebration banquet. "
....................................
....................................
ps: Ask for support
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