Game of the World Tree Chapter 516: The destruction of the Golden Horde
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"Boom!"
A deafening loud noise...
Everyone on the battlefield saw a purple-black thunder pierce the sky, penetrate the thick clouds, and hit the golden tent tribe's magical defense barrier.
That kind of terrifying and terrifying power has a majestic and majestic atmosphere, which makes people feel a sense of awe.
This is divine punishment.
The desecration of the statues by several players once again triggered the punishment of the true god!
Although there was a vague hesitation for a moment when God's Punishment struck down this time, it... finally fell down.
At the moment when the divine punishment fell, the magical barrier that was struggling to maintain itself under the catapults finally reached its limit and suddenly collapsed, turning into countless flying silver photons...
A streak of purple-black lightning flew over the Golden Tribe, and spread along with the collapse of the magical defense barrier...
On the stronghold wall, the orc priests who maintained defensive magic did not even have time to scream, and were reduced to ashes under the lightning.
Only the chief priest whose strength reached the golden rank survived.
But even if he survived, he was still vomiting blood, his face was ashen, and he seemed to have aged dozens of years, like a dying old man...
It seems like he won’t live much longer.
Above the village wall, there was an eerie silence.
The surviving orcs stared blankly at the sky, looking in a daze, as if they had not yet recovered from the divine punishment just now.
Bursts of thunder came from the sky, which were dark clouds triggered by divine punishment.
The next second, big raindrops mixed with ice and snow fell, pouring on the heads of the orcs, chilling their hearts...
The defensive magical barrier has been broken.
An overwhelming cheer came from the direction of the elven army.
Li Mu looked excited. He raised his command sword high and shouted hoarsely:
"The magic has been broken! Listen to my order and attack with the whole army! Start attacking the city——!"
After speaking, the 30,000 elven army was immediately ready to move.
The next moment, the originally passionate background music suddenly changed into a more majestic and high-spirited symphony, which seemed to be blowing the horn of charge.
Listening to such music, the players' eyes turned red and their adrenaline surged.
"Siege the city!"
Someone shouted excitedly in the crowd.
"Siege the city!"
Other players began to echo.
As if it caused a chain reaction, after the first few players shouted, more players shouted one after another:
"Siege the city!"
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"Siege the city! Siege the city! Siege the city——!"
The voice continued to grow from small to loud, from scattered to neat, and finally turned into a roar of 30,000 people:
"Charge! Siege the city!"
"For the goddess, for the elves!"
The neat and majestic sound overshadowed the thunder in the sky and the sound of rain, and resounded across the vast battlefield, making even the earth tremble.
On the wall of the village, the half-orcs who heard this sound changed their expressions and looked frightened.
While they were shocked, they also looked a bit frightened and confused.
Such an army has never appeared in the world of Segas...
The siege cones and ballistas were pushed out by the players, and the ladders were also carried by them.
Immediately afterwards, 30,000 troops launched a charge from four directions at the same time!
The iris flag was held high by the players. They drew their weapons and rushed towards the city wall like a tide.
The shooters charged and shot while more than a dozen trebuchets continued to fire, but this time, without the magical barrier, the Golden Horde tribe had completely lost its resistance.
The huge "meteorite" burned with flames and smashed into the orc tribe, hitting the stone wall, causing a violent explosion and making loud rumbling noises.
Even the heavy downpour cannot extinguish the flames caused by the explosion of the magic stone...
In just a few moments, the Golden Tribe was ablaze.
And the simple village wall was crumbling under the trebuchet, as if it would collapse in the next second.
The light rain formed by arrows and elemental bombs poured on the city wall again, but this time, there was some more long-range magic.
Those are the mage players who are rushing to the front.
They have entered the range of magic.
The beautiful magical light intertwined with the arrows, turning into a beautiful light with hidden murderous intent, and engulfed the wall of the village.
The casualty ratio of the orcs defending the city began to soar at an extremely exaggerated speed...
Half-orcs have no spellcasters other than priests.
At this moment, this has become their biggest weakness.
Faced with the intensive long-range magic attacks from the players, without the defensive barrier, they could only barely support themselves behind the walls, and they almost lost the power to fight back.
Soon, the players at the front approached the city wall.
If you look from high in the sky, you will find that the entire Golden Tribe has been completely closed in by the black elves...
The trebuchet attacks ceased.
The final stage of the siege has officially begun.
The ladders were lifted up by the players one after another and set up on the city wall.
The tank warrior players were wearing heavy armor and holding up weapons that shone with cold light. They screamed and climbed up the city wall under the command of the commander...
The crossbow car aimed at the tower on the wall and fired three-meter-long crossbow arrows, wiping out the last resistance of the orcs bit by bit...
At the city gate, a dozen players gathered around siege cones engraved with reinforcement magic and piercing magic, and began to collide with the city gate...
"Bang...bang...bang...!"
The sound of collisions rang under the city wall and in the ears of the orcs, like the death knell of doomsday...
The half-orc chief priest who had run out of oil was helped up by his subordinates. He suppressed the pain all over his body and ordered with difficulty:
"Stop them! Don't let them climb up!"
"Protect the city gate! Protect the city gate!"
His voice was hoarse and almost mute.
Following his order, more orc warriors climbed onto the wall and joined the battlefield.
At the same time, the fastest player also climbed up the wall.
Melee combat begins.
The ones at the front are the silver-level tank warrior players.
Although these players who chose the Guardian Specialization have limited attack power, their defense power is extremely terrifying and their strength is astonishing.
Like humanoid titans, they began to roar and run rampant on the wall.
Obviously half-orcs are stronger, obviously half-orcs are taller...
However, when faced with these humanoid human shields that were heavily armored and had a halo that was obscured by legal players, the maces and scimitars in their hands seemed to have turned into toys, and they were unable to deal with them at all. They cause harm.
Led by Demacia, the tank warriors were like sharp blades, instantly tearing apart the orcs' defense line on the wall.
Immediately afterwards, more players climbed onto the city wall and fought with the orcs.
The sound of swords and swords was everywhere, mixed with the sound of heavy rain, screams, and the explosion of magic, which was extremely majestic.
The player at the front fell, and new players soon took over, fighting fearlessly.
In this situation, no one cares about their own lives.
All the players seemed to be going crazy and fought to the death.
Their purpose is only one——
Break the orc tribe!
More and more players are boarding the wall, and the orcs are becoming more and more chaotic.
Their formation has been torn apart by the players.
The average level of players is very high.
Even the lowest level public beta player is level 31.
There are even more players who have reached level 40.
These max-level players and silver players rushed to the front and were the sharpest knives of the legion.
Compared to the average strength of the orc warriors who are in the middle of Black Iron, such combat power has already formed a crushing trend...
The entire village wall turned into a cruel and crazy meat grinder.
It's just that this is for half-orcs.
It was supposed to be a difficult close combat, but instead the players displayed a devastating momentum. The orcs' defense began to collapse almost at a speed visible to the naked eye...
And this collapse reached its climax especially with another loud "bang".
The city gate is broken.
After being struck again and again, the city gate, which was not strong in the first place, was finally unable to withstand the dual destruction of physics and magic and shattered!
The players cheered for a while, then released the siege cone, rushing towards the city like a tide...
"It's broken..."
Seeing this scene, the chief priest, who was protected by the orcs, turned pale.
Once the city gate is broken, it is like a dam bursting.
A flood of players poured into the Golden Horde tribe along the city gate, and started a more fierce battle with the orcs.
The silver professionals among the orcs rushed towards the city gate, trying to block the players here.
There is no retreat behind them.
"Kill them!"
"For the tribe! For our homeland!"
The orcs roared, their morale was shaken again, and they began to fight desperately.
Under the city gate, an even more brutal melee officially began.
Even the orc chief priest, who had almost run out of fuel, struggled to stand up.
He burned his life force, took out his scimitar that had not been used for many years, and joined the melee with an angry roar.
It rained heavily.
Blood and water gathered into streams, dyeing the muddy land dark red, but were quickly washed away by the rain...
It's just that the speed of the rain can't keep up with the speed of the blood pouring.
The **** smell in the air has completely covered up the fresh smell unique to rainy days.
The orcs burst out with powerful fighting power in desperation.
Many veterans who have been stuck at the bottleneck for who knows how many years have broken through...
With red eyes and ferocious expressions, they roared and resisted the players' charge.
However, the rising momentum of the orcs not only did not dampen the morale of the players, but instead made them even more excited.
The Golden Horde tribe is still too weak.
Even though many warriors broke through the desperate situation, there were more strong ones among the players.
With the continuous support of the priest players, these players who had minimized their pain sensitivity laughed loudly, not afraid of injuries at all, and became more and more courageous as they fought.
On the ground, more and more equipment is falling.
There are orcs and players.
However, there are more orcs.
And the players' formations are also constantly fighting, getting deeper and deeper into the Golden Horde tribe...
After several loud dragon roars, several dragon knights among the players also joined the battlefield.
They descended from the sky and launched an attack behind the orcs. They responded to the players who entered the city gate and surrounded the orcs under the city gate.
Every dragon knight player has the strength of a silver player.
And the young dragons under them had also broken through to the same level before joining the battle.
The combined strength of the two made them even more terrifying, changing the situation of the battle almost instantly...
The orcs under the city wall were quickly defeated, and the players took the opportunity to quickly occupy the city gate.
They cooperated with the players on the wall inside and outside, and soon completely annihilated the orcs on the wall, and completely opened the remaining city gates...
At this point, the 30,000 elven army lost its last obstacle.
The players who completely opened up the situation shouted and cheered, pouring into the Golden Horde tribe like a tide.
The sound of swords resounded throughout the Golden Horde tribe.
Victory is decided.
……
The Desert of Death lacks rain.
This sleet and snow, which could be called a once-in-a-decade event, stopped within half a day.
As the rain stopped, there was also a battle among the Golden Horde tribe.
The sounds of swords and swords have turned into sporadic clashes...
That was not a battle, but the sound made by players when they raided the orc tribe.
At this moment, the players have completely occupied the Golden Horde tribe.
The muddy ground was stained reddish brown by blood, and even heavy rain did not wash it away.
There are fallen blood-stained equipment everywhere on the ground, and players are picking them up excitedly.
The heavy rain finally extinguished the fire in the orc tribe, leaving only streaks of white smoke swirling.
In the air, the smell of blood and earth mixed together, which was extremely pungent.
In the square of the Golden Horde tribe, half-orcs were squatting together with their heads in their hands, and there were more than a thousand people in total.
These are all prisoners of the players.
This is the only remaining survivor of the orc tribe of more than 10,000 people.
From today on, the Golden Horde will become history.
Li Mu walked on the muddy streets and came to the large sacrificial tent of the Golden Tribe.
Here is where the orcs worship the statue of Ural.
The big account has not yet been raided by players.
As the guild with the greatest contribution, this is the trophy that belongs to the Heart of Nature.
On the ground outside the big tent, there were a large number of orc corpses lying on the ground.
They all had severe injuries on their bodies, and from a distance there were probably hundreds in number.
These are the orcs who fought to the end and chose to commit suicide.
They were unwilling to turn into ashes under the swords of the players. When they persisted until the last second, they chose to commit suicide.
Li Mu even saw the orc chief priest among them, the old priest who fought **** battles.
He was almost no longer human, and his flesh and blood were mangled.
There was only one pair of eyes, wide open, looking at the sky, seemingly with a trace of anger and determination.
Even if he died, he still held the weapon tightly in his hand.
At this moment, for some reason, Li Mu suddenly thought of the Jushan Chief Priest of the Cave Tribe...
He sighed softly, put away the opponent's weapons and priest's robes with ease, then chanted a spell and released a handful of flames, completely cremating the chief priest's body...
The BGM of the battlefield channel has been temporarily turned off, and only the background music of the dead desert that comes with the game is playing slowly.
It is a kind of music intertwined with bagpipes and ethereal female voices. When people listen to it, they will unconsciously see the scene of the solitary smoke setting sun and the yellow sand of the desert in front of their eyes...
When this moment came to his ears, Li Mu felt a sense of vicissitudes and historical reincarnation.
In the sky, the dark clouds have dispersed.
The sun has moved westward, gradually setting, giving off a golden luster.
A rainbow light fell from the sky, diffusing the still hazy and rainy sky into a colorful afterglow...
The laughter and fighting sounds of the players can be heard in the distance, and from time to time, a few loud dragon roars can be heard, as well as the wailing sounds of the surviving orcs...
Li Mu looked away, his expression deepening with emotion.
"This is war..."
He sighed slightly.
In war, there is no right or wrong.