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The next day, the Draenei gathered on the city wall early as usual, waiting for a new round of offensive as usual.

But this time they discovered that the orcs under the city wall were different from the past.

Compared with the loose team, tattered armor and uneven quality before, the orc army that came to the city this time was completely different.

Orc warriors wearing heavy armor, wolf cavalry riding terrifying beasts, double-headed flying dragon cavalry, tall ogres and more, taller one-eyed demons and gronn, thousands of them are densely distributed in the sand tower. On the other side of Si City, they could not see the border like dark clouds. The plains exuded a stench, and the sound of horns and drums from the tribes spread for several kilometers~ and continued for a long time.

And this time the towering battle flag was different. It is no longer the tattered and shabby clan flags that look like talismans, but many exquisite war flags that are very familiar:

Tattooed on a piece of wolf skin, there is the Frostwolf Clan battle flag with the wolf head symbol, the Broken Hand Clan battle flag with blood-red palms, the Blackstone Clan battle flag with the Black Mountains, and the battle flag with a snarling human face painted on a red background - Song clan battle flag......

The appearance of these battle flags all means that the big clans, as the elite and main force of the tribe, no longer use the power of small clans and slaves to consume the Draenei. This time, they will launch an siege in person.

Behind the flags of these big clans, there are countless war flags of small tribes. Evil skull braziers and ritual circles are everywhere. These are the masterpieces of the warlocks. They are using them to prepare evil spells and then spread them. The evil energy desecrates the land of Draenor.

Seeing such a scene, even the dullest person realizes that a war is coming.

For a time, the draenei on the city wall were all in full formation, and the signal requesting support was directly conveyed to the rear through Kayla.

After experiencing a long war, even the draenei who yearn for peace are now accustomed to war, and their reactions are quite well-trained.

Soon, more Draenei climbed onto the city wall. Their gorgeous armor and sharp Blades shone golden under the sunlight, and were dotted with blue and purple crystals, forming a wonderful giant landscape painting. .

Facing the pressure of such a large number of soldiers, no one among them was afraid. Under the guidance of the divine Kayla, the draenei will never back down, no matter how powerful the enemy they face.

"Duwu——"

The melodious and majestic horn sound came from a distance.

"Dong dong dong"

The majestic war drums have also been played.

After that, countless shouts and curses and the sound of an ax hitting the shield sounded.

"So, the final battle is about to begin."

On the city wall, Yrel's eyes contained firm will. After fighting the orcs for so long, she naturally understood what the scene in front of her meant, but she was fearless.

Including the several archbishops behind her, no one noticed the glimmer of joy in the eyes of Archon Delaney.

"Get ready to fight! My compatriots, for the lives of the people! For our freedom! For the sacred Kayla!!!" Yrel turned around, looked at the draenei up and down the city wall, and raised his hand. Warhammer.

cried the Archon, her voice echoing across the battlefield.

"May Holy Kayla grant us victory!!"

Countless Draenei responded loudly.

In this months-long war, Yrel has fully proven that he is qualified for the position of consul. She is no longer the new appointee in the past who has no background and is unfaithful.

The little girl is gone.

It is different from Velen who has stayed in the prayer room for a long time, accompanied by magic and illusions, and is always trying to find a way out for the Draenei from the endless future. Yirel never thinks too much about the illusory future, she only grasps the present.

Therefore, compared to Velen, who is wise and enigmatic in the eyes of the people, Yrel, who was born as an ordinary person, is undoubtedly more vivid and more people-friendly, and the establishment of her prestige is also different from Velen.

While galloping on the battlefield, she had saved her compatriots from fire and water countless times, turned defeat into victory countless times, and killed terrifying and powerful enemies under her war hammer countless times.

In this special era, she has successfully carved a deep mark on the hearts of the Draenei - she is a leader who brings change and victory.

In history, such leaders who are interested in military affairs often have the highest prestige in the army, but now the De Cai Hou clan has all the people in the army.

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Now, facing the endless orc army, in the minds of the draenei, Yrel's existence represents their confidence in victory.

Under the city wall, the mighty orc army has begun to march.

Although the entire Draenor was conquered, this did not mean that the tribe established any glorious civilization.

On the contrary, they are still a barbarian until now. They rule Draenor and regard all other races as their slaves, just like the Mongols in the past - the only thing they are more successful than the Mongols is that they can survive better than the Mongols. .

But even though they are so barbaric, they still learned something in the long war.

For example, now, many orcs have formed several giant phalanxes under the command of their chiefs. Each orc holds a shield, and the shield forms a tight shield wall, seeming to want to use this to defend Delai. Nigerian artillery fire.

The Draenei have never seen this scene before. It is obvious that the orcs in front of them are much more elite than those in the past.

But even though these "elite" orcs used shields to form a powerful formation, this could not cover up their poorly made equipment and messy teams. The entire shield wall was uneven, and there were even many loopholes visible to the naked eye.

"Hmph! It's amazing that these savage greenskins can stand in such a queue and form such a formation." Ranger Archbishop Nellie looked at the scattered formation of the orcs and said with disdain.

Yrel nodded in agreement.

At that moment, she really wanted to order all the immortals and photon turrets to open fire.

These stupid orcs have no idea what their crystal focusing cannons are all about. They seemed to think it was some kind of enhanced crossbow, javelin or trebuchet.

The dense crowd in the shield formation in front of them was the best target for Delaney's artillery fire.

Yrel believed that as long as she gave the order, the endless artillery fire would definitely engulf these people in an instant and severely damage these elite orcs.

But after thinking about her plan, she chose to give up this opportunity.

Therefore, in the face of such an offensive, the photon turrets and immortals on the top of the city only sparsely threw artillery fire at the army further away, while the ones used to deal with the shield formation in front of them were the arrows of the Draenei rangers. .