Red Dragon Roar

The appearance of the Red Dragon Army at this point in time has already explained many problems, one of the most important of which is—

The secret lair that the orcs have guarded for hundreds of years has been completely exposed!

And this is a completely unacceptable fact for the orcs. They have clearly given up their territory and retreated to the ground. Why are these wild dogs still unwilling to let them go?

As the orcs blew their heavy horns, countless green-skinned orcs rushed like a tide from various tents, caves, and corridors. The darkness was endless, and in just a few minutes, thousands of orcs had already gathered!

What is even more unexpected is that there are also dense footsteps behind the Red Dragon Army!

As mentioned earlier, the orcs are a very aggressive race. They gather across the river bank, their eyes are red, their fierceness is permeating, and their roars even cover up the huge roar of the waterfall pouring into the bottom of the lake.

Warwick had a solemn expression on his face. The news of the wolf riding scout was wrong. The orc camp on the ground could never accommodate such a large number of orcs. Perhaps, there was more than one orc tribe in front of him, but an aggregation of multiple tribes.

This seems to be the worst situation for the Red Dragon Legion, surrounded by endless orcs, unable to advance or retreat.

"Patriarch Wolf Fang, what should we do now?" The old wizard was a little nervous. Although he was a powerful spellcaster, he didn't seem to have experienced such a huge scene.

Warwick glanced at the only stalactite bridge connecting the two banks, and said solemnly.

"As long as we hold the bridge here, the orcs on the opposite side will not be able to come over. We only need to concentrate on dealing with the orcs from behind."

A bloodthirsty sneer appeared on Half Ear's face: "In a small-scale contact battle, the invincible Red Dragon Army can crush any enemy that stands in front of you!"

"For Your Majesty!"

"For the Red Dragon Clan!"

"For the glory of my king!"

"The Red Dragon Legion is fearless!"

"Tear them apart!"

Just two or three words of encouragement caused the monsters to roar like thunder. In terms of momentum, they were actually no weaker than the number of orc clans that were several times larger than themselves.

Warwick turned his head and stared at the old kobold wizard with an unnatural face, and said slowly: "We haven't fallen into a desperate situation, the Red Dragon Legion has long been accustomed to fighting and fighting, they live and die for fighting, with Your Majesty We only need to survive these few hours, and then, the end of the orcs!"

The old wizard took a deep breath and nodded his head: "I will try my best to support it with magic, and if necessary, I will blow up the stone bridge."

Warwick laughed loudly: "Old guy, don't worry, the Red Dragon Army has not lost yet before the end of the road!"

The Red Dragon Legion shrunk in an orderly manner, with the powerful tauren and ogres blocking the front, and the gnoll trolls supporting them. As long as they find an opportunity, they can give the enemy a fatal blow!

The flying dragons and Chimera roared in the sky, and they swept past the orc camp on the other side at a low altitude. The flames and acid plowed through the dense orcs over and over again. Just one round of breathing consumption almost made hundreds of orcs lose their combat effectiveness.

However, this loss was only a drop in the bucket for the huge number of orc clans, and the vacant positions were quickly filled by more orcs. They were not afraid to die and squeezed onto the stalactite bridge to attack the Red Dragon Army on the opposite side.

I saw a mad orc running on his companion's body, carrying a huge stone axe, howling and pounced towards a flying dragon that had just finished spitting acid.

The axe slashed heavily on Feilong's body, leaving a deep wound that could be seen on the bone. Feilong, who had recovered, scolded "lowly bugs", and then pierced the orc's body with a highly poisonous tail hook. The deadly venom was very fast. The backflowing blood burned the orc's heart, and after just a few seconds, the orc fell to the ground convulsively and died.

After a round of attacks, Chimera and Flying Dragon both flew into the air to prepare for the next breath. The quickly organized orc archers arrayed in front of them, showering arrows after waves of arrows towards the Red Dragon Legion on the other side, returning the color.

This is the most embarrassing part of the Red Dragon clan today. There are many types of troops, but they lack fixed long-range strike capabilities. With only 40 flying dragons and Chimeras, it is impossible to continuously cause too much pressure on the enemy with firepower.

The rain of arrows pierced the air and sent out a roar!

Warwick turned sharply back to look at the old wizard.

"I'll stop them!"

The old kobold wizard recited the incantation, and his wand burst into a strong magical light. He quickly built a magical barrier on the side of the river bank to block the rain of flying arrows. As long as the magic in his blood was not exhausted, Don't let an arrow fall on your side.

However, this consumption is not the way.

After more than ten seconds, the second breath of the dragon and the Chimera was ready, and the old wizard roared at them. The two air overlords understood, swooped down from all directions, and once again plowed through the orc camp with their violent breath.

Orc bows and arrows cannot penetrate their scales, and their breath is a deadly threat!

The second round of breathing almost wiped out the Orc archers in the front row. Even if the archers were lucky enough to survive, the scattered arrow rain could not pose a threat to the Red Dragon Army on the other side.

The old wizard revoked the spell barrier, took out a bottle and jar from the dimension ring, gave it to a tauren and threw it to the other side, but he was shot by an orc with a bow and arrow, and the greasy grease suddenly fell like raindrops.

"Burn my calories! (Fuel surgery

The old wizard recited the spell again~www.wuxiaspot.com~Under the influence of magic, the grease becomes highly flammable, and any spark can turn the area covered by the spell into a sea of ​​fire!

Without any accident, the orc's camp ignited a raging flame, and with the Chimera's flame breath, the fire became even more crazy, and countless burning green-skinned orcs roared and rushed into the turbulent underground torrent.

Seeing the riots of the orc clan, the momentum of the Red Dragon Army rose step by step, and they withstood the pressure of the orcs from behind.

Warwick finally understood what the old wizard said before, a powerful spellcaster appeared on the frontal battlefield, and his role was no less than an elite army of thousands!

"Hey, cubs, kill these green beasts with me! Let them know how powerful the Red Dragon Legion is!"

Warwick led a frenzy. He rode a giant wolf and rampaged among the orcs, smashing left and right, and the number of orcs who died in his hands quickly exceeded double digits.

And just then, there seemed to be something more in the wind whistling down the canyon.

The intermittent high-pitched sound resounded from far and near to the entire canyon along with the sound of the wind. This harsh sound had a magical penetrating power, and the fighting on the battlefield and the roar of the waterfall could not cover it up!

The monsters raised their heads one after another, and they saw a pair of scarlet eyes hundreds of meters in the air. This bat-shaped creature was hanging upside down on the dome, staring at the battlefield below with those evil pupils.

They are like bats, but they are not bats. The whole body exudes a gray-white luster like a rock, and the stone thorns that correct mistakes and the two sharp horns that look like demons on their heads indicate their identities.

They are-

Gargoyle!