On the west side of the Iowa Valley boundary river, under night, groups of orcs were gathering in formation, and a large green spot of light could be seen on the river bank from the air.
After about 50 werewolves from three tribes and more than 50 human demon-lovers gathered together, they crossed the border river on rafts and quietly headed for the Iowa Pass. At the end of the team, there were three wolf-lovers.
The road to the valley is not too long for the Demon Holders, but their progress is not fast either.
Half an hour later, the city wall blocking the valley was clearly visible under the March sky, and the distance between the team and the city wall was less than one kilometer.
With a short howl from a wolf-loved person, all the werewolves and humans launched a charge.
A sound broke through the air. Dozens of giant crossbows on the city wall were fired at the same time. The range of the crossbow arrows with multiple magic patterns was just over one kilometer. Nearly half of the giant crossbows were fired at the three favored ones at the same time.
"Roar~" The beloved ones who saw the crossbow arrows attacking simultaneously invited their gods to come.
However, if three large animals are invited at the same time, the effect is far from three times that of one large animal. The gods rely on the magic network to project their own power, but there is an upper limit to the power the magic network can carry.
The final result was that the largest animal gained the most power, the second animal carried less than 30% of the magic of the largest animal, and the weakest beast gained almost no power.
"Ouch~~oooh"
The weakest favored one was quickly hit by several crossbow arrows, and let out a miserable roar.
The two incarnations of the mighty power of the Warcraft God did not hesitate and immediately rushed forward. They did not even pay attention to the orcs and human friendly troops on the road. At least four friendly troops were knocked away by them at once.
The second most powerful incarnation ran a few steps quickly, jumped up, and climbed up a dozen meters of the city wall, climbing up on all fours.
The most powerful incarnation saw that his teammates were in a deserted place, so he kicked his hind legs hard, and shot into the sky like a bullet, flying past his teammates at once.
Just when the most incarnate person was about to fly over the city wall, Lant flew from the air with a large shield. Having already gained experience, he no longer released magic attacks, but simply used the shield to compress the air in front of him. The beloved detonated the air a second ago.
The air waves and flames made the beloved in the air blink, but failed to hurt him at all. However, then a huge shield flew towards him, forcing him to swing his front paws to shatter the shield.
The moment the giant claw touched the shield, the shield exploded again, but there was no one behind the shield fragments. Just when the avatar was thinking about where the enemy was, he suddenly felt a chill on his back shoulder.
The avatar's sense of the surroundings is not limited to vision. Its entire body is filled with magic, and it can rely on magic perception. However, Lant took advantage of the shield explosion to detonate the surroundings of the Beloved at the same time, interfering with its magic perception, and then went around behind the incarnation and pierced the body of the Beloved under the incarnation with the sword of the magic net.
The moment the sword of the magic net penetrated, the entire behemoth seemed to be deflated, its size shrunk rapidly, and the magic around the favored person flowed directly to the favored person below like liquid.
The Beloved, who was originally just climbing upwards, instantly gained all the mighty power of the god. He kicked hard and flew towards Lant.
Even though he knew that the God of Warcraft could quickly choose between his favored ones, Lant did not expect it to be so fast. He roared and rushed downwards, while detonating the surrounding air in an attempt to block the incarnation's senses.
"Touch~" The giant claw left new marks on the armor, and Lant turned around without hesitation and stabbed the avatar's neck.
"Woo~wu~wu" After a period of wailing, the last favored person shrank completely and fell together with Lant.
"Roar~" During the fall, Lant hit the city wall several times, but Liehuo flew over in time and brought him back to the city wall.
Under the city wall, the mist filled the air, and ice edges formed instantly, stabbing many werewolves and human demon possessors. At this moment, they had long lost the momentum to charge, and all slowed down, running to the vicinity of the three favored ones. Drag them back.
On the city wall, Andrew Jinyue, Yavini Jinyue, Gulea Blue Dragon, Wendy, Petreu, Tierney, and Houndstooth could only watch silently as the defeated orcs left the field. Because Lant came up from the fierce fire, he had to deal with his wounds immediately. Five kilometers away from the city wall, at least 6 beast gods were waiting quietly for the three wounded below, ready to intercept and kill any high-level ones who dared to rush out.
Yawenni clenched her right hand tightly, and her expression was almost distorted with anger, "Are we just going to watch Lant being a sandbag? Watching the animals leave peacefully?"
"Yes!" Gu Leiya said with great determination at this moment, "This is the most beneficial and sustainable strategy for us. Yawenni, you must obey Lant's orders!"
After saying that, the dragon girl turned back to the castle. Wendy and Lant's subordinates had already rushed over to treat his wounds. Only two royal elves were left on the wall.
At this moment, Andrew Jinyue was breathing heavily and couldn't say a word. He didn't even dare to cut down the three injured animals just now.
Now Andrew finally understood why Lant could become a war marquis and why the imperial capital recognized his identity as the lord of Galloping Horse Plains. This kind of lord who risked himself to defend the trenches was the only one left.
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In the castle, Lant had returned to normal. Although the giant claws of his incarnation left a strong magic residue on his new armor, they could not stay on him for too long.
Lant looked at Wendy who was crying and had red eyes, patted her on the shoulder, and smiled reluctantly: "Your idea has actually been successful. The only problem is that there are too many of them."
Wendy shook Lant's hand away, "But they still have dozens of favored ones. Do you plan to be beaten by them 20 times or 30 times?"
"No, they are obviously cooperating in this test. They just want to fight with me. They have back-ups, and I have back-ups." After saying this, Lant looked at Ben Call beside him, "As long as we let They think that I am just the first wave here, and there will be several legends behind, so they must consider their own losses."
"Are you going to give up your life to the fear of your opponent?" Wendy couldn't stand it anymore. This was the first time since she met Lant that she discovered that the boy in front of her was not as powerful as she thought. In front of the orcs, although he is strong, he is not invincible.
Ben Call looked at Lant silently without saying anything. At this moment, the legend also hated his calmness and rationality. He really regretted not rushing out to fight the orcs just now. Now he let a high-ranking man take the lead. It was simply an insult to him.
