Chapter 312：

Rulin's spears and rigorous shield formations couldn't even make them blink their eyelids. These little green giants ignored the sharp spear points and rushed toward the human formation.

Almost in an instant, the first group of orc cavalry slammed into the human army so fiercely.

Compared to human soldiers wearing sophisticated iron armor, the armor of the orcs looks very crude. However, their rough skin and strong muscles make up for this. In most cases, the human warriors must do their best to cause them enough. Injury, and more often, the human side has to face situations where weapons can only be broken and the blades of weapons are clamped by muscles.

However, this is only a situation that only occurs during infantry battles.

For the charge of the orc wolf cavalry, the tried and tested spear of the human side once again played its effect in dealing with the cavalry. The wolf cavalry was like a moth to the fire, hitting people like a forest of spears, and then being caught The spear penetrated, and together with their wolves became the sacrifice of this killing machine.

At this time, they were no different from the human, troll, or kobold opponents soldiers had dealt with in the past.

However, under this circumstance, the orcs showed their opponents why they could unify Draenor, enslaving the various races of Draenor, and why the nobles and generals of the Stormwind Kingdom were so distracted.

For the wolf cavalry behind, the death of their companions is nothing.

As if they couldn't see the corpses, they sent their bodies to the spear, struggling to impact the human formation.

The second batch...

The third batch...

Finally, the spearman could no longer support it. The corpses strung on the spear and the constant impact not only broke part of the spear, but also made them tired to cope. Soon, the first line of defense was declared to collapse, and the wolf cavalry They slammed into the shield formation.

The strength of the orcs is really huge, and the weight and impact cannot be underestimated. Even if the shields are holding their shields in both hands, they will inevitably be hit and cracked.

But the orcs who were finally able to meet their opponents in short-term combat became more and more crazy. They ran into the human phalanx regardless of life and death, and sent their heavy weapons into the enemy formation. It was only a few seconds, the first in the phalanx. The second platoon broke through, and it was as if a hole had been opened in the dam. More cavalry marched forward to make an impact, almost disintegrating the formation.

However, this is not without a price. As more and more corpses pile up in front of the battlefield, more and more wolf cavalry and human soldiers fought together, and the momentum of the wolf cavalry's impact finally began to slow down. I had to face a large number of enemy and self corpses as obstacles, and I had to be careful not to hit the people in front of me.

However, this does not mean that the human side can have the upper hand.

When the shieldmen and spearmen in the front platoon completed their missions with their lives and lost their due effects at the same time, the ordinary sword and shield infantry in the back platoon fought out and performed their duties.

They are the main force in the melee.

Their usual method of tactics is to use a shield to parry the enemy's attack, and then stab the sword in their hands while the enemy is showing weakness due to the attack.

Unfortunately, in such a melee, the advantages of the orcs' individual combat power have been highlighted.

Their strength is stronger, and they often go down with one blow. Even if the human soldiers use shields to block them, they will inevitably be smashed too hard, and they will not be able to take the second blow.

Their vitality is more tenacious, even if they are seriously injured, they can continue to fight in blood until their lives are exhausted.

What's more terrifying is that, compared to human cavalry, orc wolf cavalry is far less powerful, but they are more adept at melee.

Because the mounts under their hips are not ordinary beasts, but beasts that are as bloodthirsty as them.

These wolves have fangs and claws, and even if their master is killed in battle, they can cause huge damage to human infantry.

Under the gaze of Baron Grammon, the scale of victory has already begun to lean towards the orcs. The advantage established by the human side with the formation is slowly being wiped out. What worries him the most is that the number of orcs raiding is more than he imagined. Much more, even now, there have been a steady stream of wolf cavalry being thrown into the battlefield.

God knows how so many orc cavalry can penetrate into the hinterland of Stormwind Kingdom.

He looked at Ye Ting beside him.

Perhaps their hope of victory lies in the mage in front of them.

"Master Liver," he whispered, "I can only rely on you next."

"Don't worry," Ye Ting nodded, "These enemies are not under my command."

When he finished speaking, he took the reins, and the horse immediately took him a few steps forward.

When he was almost on the edge of the battlefield, he began to mutter.

In an instant, the terrifying magic power began to converge, and Ye Ting's hands and eyes showed a blue-purple light representing arcane arts. Then, over the battlefield, water vapor began to condense.

In this hot weather in late summer and early autumn, the two sides of the battlefield suddenly felt an inexplicable chill.

Is this an illusion?

Garona and Baron Grammon looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.

However, this is not an illusion.

Because suddenly there were snowflakes in the sky, and the white snowflakes were so abrupt in the still green valley.

"so beautiful."

Garona stretched out her hand to catch a snowflake and sighed-in her hometown of Delano, the completely depleted planet hadn't seen such a scene for a long time.

However, this gentle snowflake is only a precursor to destruction.

Soon, it wasn't just snow falling from the sky.

The first is some rice-sized ice particles that melted almost when they fell to the ground, and then there was a pigeon-egg-sized hail that hit a person’s head and knocked out a big bag. Then the hail became bigger and bigger. It is also getting denser, and soon the people who have been hit have to hold their heads and scurry around.

However, this sudden hail eruption, strangely, did not fall on Garona and Grammon, nor did it fall on the heads of fighting humans and orcs. Instead, it fell on the back of the orcs and fell on the continuously supporting wolf cavalry. On the side of the orcs.

If the hail is just ordinary hail, the beasts can bear it with their thick skin.

However, with the passage of time, hail is constantly changing.

The temperature of the hail is getting lower and lower, and the shape of the hail is also spherical and turned into a sharp cone. It has changed from an annoying abnormal weather to a deadly death fang.

These icy thorns that fell from the sky pierced into the orcs' bodies like a rain of thousands of arrows. In an instant, blood was splashed, and all the orcs covered by this terrifying hail uttered desperate wailing.

Item 0408

The spell Ye Ting uses is one of the most commonly used spells by the wizards of Azeroth in battle, a fairly classic energy-shaping spell, Blizzard.

The general effect of this spell is to summon cold ice flakes falling from the sky, causing a certain amount of damage while also producing a slowing effect.

Because the ice flakes are irregular in shape and not too large, they cannot cause great damage to well-trained fighters. The main purpose is to slow down the enemy's speed.

However, such an auxiliary magic, in Ye Ting's hands, became a big killer to slaughter the orcs.

The initial low temperature and wind and snow slowed down the enemy's speed in a short time, preventing them from escaping from the magic range, and as the magic and water elements converge further, a really lethal ice cone began to form.

Within a few seconds, all enemies who did not escape the magic range in time will be sifted into a sieve by this steady stream of ice cones.

This was the first time Ye Ting used the magic of Blizzard, and also the first time he tried to modify it.

This group of hapless orcs became Ye Ting's experiment.

The blizzard magic lasted for a short time. Soon, Ye Ting stopped casting the spell, the snow no longer fell, and the cold on the battlefield was gradually dissipated by the warm wind in the late summer.

Only the spectacle of ice on the battlefield and the corpse of the orc wolf cavalry on the ground that were executed by Ling Chi recorded the horrible magical scene just now.