Chapter 334 Ambush at the Head of the Bridge

Duke is a pure man, apart from what he learned from that 10TB*****, he is as pure as a saint... well, in theory.

Having said that, if one longs for some kind of tender love from Windrunner, it is only possible after eating brain fragments. A combination of wildness and nobility, this is the biggest signature of the Windrunner family.

If you like it, you like it, if you hate it, you hate it, there is no need to cover it up, the women of the Fengxingzhe family are so straightforward and pure.

However, after a little anger, Cirvanas suddenly discovered that he had no reason to be angry. It seems that my eldest sister and Duke do have a certain taste. In the final analysis, it seems that she and Duke are not even lovers.

What's more, at a glance, it is clear that Duke has no intentions.

Moreover, Duke was indeed exhausted during these days.

The most indispensable thing in Silvermoon City is the mage, and the most delicate one is also the mage.

Well, the weather is bad today, everything is inappropriate, I am not serving you anymore, I am on strike.

Last night the cat next door was crying, I didn't sleep well, and I won't do anything today.

Tomorrow seems to be cloudy, and I'm in a bad mood, so I won't make a move tomorrow.

The emptiness of endless years has created the unique arrogance of the Silver Moon Council. If a young and promising mage like Duke is placed among the high elves, his nostrils will be turned upside down and he will be so arrogant to death?

But for the sake of the alliance and the safe evacuation of more people, Duke did so without hesitation, without any support.

From Sylvanas's point of view, Duke just worked ten jobs by himself, using his strength and hard work to fill in the vacancies left by Alleria and the Ranger Team.

At this point, Duke has done a perfect job.

It is clearly a relationship that is more than a friend and less than a lover, why can the eldest sister and Duke be so trusting and tolerant to each other?

The eldest sister is willing to spend three months in prison for Duke without complaint or regret.

In order not to let the eldest sister lose her credibility, Duke carried the entire line of defense with his own strength.

Biting her lower lip lightly, Cirvanas suddenly felt a little envious of the hazy and sincere relationship between Eldest Sister and Duke.

Looking at Duke with a bitter face, Cirvanas found that she couldn't get angry.

"Does it hurt?"

"Fortunately, at least it wasn't cut down by the tribe's axe." Duke smiled wryly.

Cirvanas raised her slender golden eyebrows: "I won't apologize. But... I will try my best to protect you until you evacuate safely."

Duke pouted: Queen Xi's temper is really awkward.

Tonight, as always, it was Duke who played time-laden defense. Of course, tonight was a bit different. The Horde just felt that it was a bit bad that there was no progress for so many nights. This night, the Horde sent several squadrons of orcs to conduct a tentative attack.

The orc warriors of these small clans were already equivalent to cannon fodder, and Red* Blackhand didn't care.

A report woke Red up.

"What!? A soldier reported that there was no one in the opposite position, but a group of mages were manipulating the ballista?" Red immediately realized his mistake.

Human beings have long been unable to bear it, but in order to allow more people to evacuate, they adopted the strategy of breaking the rear with elites.

"Send Hei Fu, Feng Crow, and Hongyu Clan to attack overnight." Reid casually yelled the names of several small clans that he could barely remember.

A tentative attack with a total number of only 5,000 people started.

Although there was a report of the heavy casualties of the attacking troops an hour later, a more definite report came—there were no soldiers on any of the human sniper positions, and it was estimated that one or several mages were teleporting back and forth at high speed with the hands of mages. Manipulating ballistas and various crossbows.

The current Red* Black Hand is far from the Boss-level guy in later generations, he is at least a qualified commander. He immediately realized the intention of the human beings, and since this natural danger was undefendable, he withdrew more troops to Stromgarde fortress and defended it layer by layer.

The more soldiers the humans withdraw now, the harder it will be to attack the human capital of Stromgarde in the Arathi Highlands.

"The whole army is mobilized! We will attack at dawn!"

Amid the urgent trumpets, the tribe began to gather, and the army gathered from the barracks in various areas of the wetland behind, like hundreds of rivers entering the sea, to the south bank of the Sadoer Bridge. Nearly 100,000 orc laborers were urged to pile up a large number of large rocks for reclamation, preparing to fill up the last section of the long-dried strait at dawn and let the army pass through.

A cold light shone in the darkness, and the orc's slender fangs glowed bloodthirsty under the moonlight.

In the anxious waiting, the sky finally dawned.

With a wave of Red's hand, the trumpeter blew a heavy horn.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

It urged the orcs, and must bite the last broken human team.

As Redd expected, almost all the positions were empty. None of the practicing craftsmen remained, and the last batch of craftsmen had already evacuated at nightfall last night.

"Ten hours at least. They dropped everything that slowed them down." The scout's report made Red* Blackhand's face darken.

A group of robust craftsmen evacuated in the dark without any load, even if it was slow, 10 hours was enough for them to walk 50 kilometers. Maybe, in three hours, you can reach Stromgarde, a hundred kilometers away.

"Let the wolf cavalry troops pass the Sador Bridge at full speed, and chase! As much as you can catch up!"

The wolf cavalry riding the huge wolf, wielding huge machetes, galloped across the bridge amidst the roar of the wolf. Even though most of the war wolf's huge and sharp claws were tucked into the pads of the soles of the feet, the tips of the claws that were still exposed scratched the hard bridge surface, making a piercing sound.

Thousands of wolf cavalry were about to pass through the position at the northern bridgehead.

At this time, all the ballistas and pre-installed crossbow arrows suddenly moved on the empty position after scouting.

Manipulating them is naturally the hands of mages exuding soft arcane brilliance.

"Ambush!!" The leading wolf cavalry captain roared in horror.

That's too late!

In the next second, the entire sky was filled with the piercing sound of sharp arrows piercing the wind.

Who would have thought that there would be an ambush in this position that had been scouted?

Wolf cavalry is a purely offensive unit with powerful attack power, speed and endurance, but the armor of wolf cavalry is still only light cavalry level.

Encountering this kind of ambush with mental calculation or unintentional, a total of three thousand wolf cavalry were immediately wiped out.

Countless arrows pierced through the thin leather armor of the wolf cavalry, and shot into the bodies of the wolf cavalry and the wolf warriors, but they happened to be in the narrow passageway and bridge deck in the middle of the position, and there was nowhere to hide. Those arrows that seemed to have eyes shot into their vitals accurately.