Abe the Wizard

“All stone throwers attack for five rounds, aim some at me!” The knight's voice shouted.

In fact, there are five rounds of stones that are unfortunately consumed in this command center. Each of these round stones takes a lot of time to process, and it is a waste of time to deal with the ordinary beasts.

But when the order arrived, he immediately gave a loud message.

The teams of stone throwers started to get busy and the first round of excitation was the quickest, as the stones were already in place and the stone throwers were always on standby, just as soon as they were targeted.

Heavy, broken voices were heard in the sky, ordinary beasts transporting stones did not know the battlefield, and the black robe sacrificial face at 400 meters had changed, if not for the strict order, they all wanted to drive the ride back farther away.

Half a metre in diameter, the round stones were heavily struck in the herd, and then the round stones continued to roll forward, passing all the way through, and all the animals or carts were directly smashed and crushed.

From the top of the miracle wall, a whole sixty blood roads appeared in cattle flocks all over the place.

The sudden attack panicked the ordinary beasts, screaming that some of them wanted to escape, but when several ordinary beasts, who had led the way or fled, were killed by the sudden appearance of skeletons, the ordinary beasts calmed down again.

They confessed their destiny and then started transporting stones, begging the god of beasts to protect them from being targeted by stone throwers.

The ruthless second wheel of stone thrower attacks came again, driving sixty blood roads in the herd of cattle again.

And just two rounds of attacks have boosted the morale of the knights on the miracle wall, shouting loudly and complaining about their disdain for the Orcs.

There is a white tent in the center of the Orc Battlefield, which is very abrupt throughout the Orc Battlefield, which is the command center of the Orc.

Wearing a fine gold armor with a gold helmet on its head and a lion's face filled with seriousness, this is Gerald, commander of the entire Orc army, brother of the Orc Holy Lion Clan Orc Empire Emperor.

He was watching several beasts sitting in front of him, Grotto the Werewolf, Carol the Minotaur, Emory the Tiger and Clarence the Fox, all of whom were representatives of various ethnic groups.

“General, intelligence indicates that this time humankind received a message a few days ago, and although it is impossible to know where it came from, it is absolutely not easy to identify the person who sent the message, based on the fact that humankind almost immediately mobilized all its forces to go to Miracle City to reinforce it!” Clarence the Fox is a wise man here, and he also runs the largest intelligence network in the Orc Empire.

Gerald, though a prince, preferred other Orcs to call him a general, his love of war made him study war from an early age and, because of his dignity, made him an Orc general from an early age.

Numerous times the battlefield of the Orc had been gripped, making him a commanding general with merit, and this time the Orc Empire had placed in his hands a war that would determine his destiny.

“Clarence, in just a few days, where the resources and power that humanity can mobilize will be well prepared over the years, we will win this battle!” General Gerald's face is full of confidence.

He has many weapons and forces in his hands that have never been used in the battlefield of the Orcs, and he has fought so hard to make the Wall of Miracles the Wall of Miracles of the Orcs.

“Carol, when the stone table is built, you cowheads will be in charge, and I'll give you all the long-range war machines!” General Gerald turned to Carol the Minotaur and said in silence.

“General, the Minotaurs are going to die!” Carol the Minotaur responded with a thick voice.

His thick face, however, added a hint of invisible indifference. Of all the warring races of the Orc Empire, the Minotaurs were the most oppressed, not only in the most barren gravel land, but also in the most dangerous position of every war Minotaur.

Like this one, the bullhead manipulates the war machines against the human war machines, and on that stone stand is almost a place of death, which depends entirely on the life of the bullhead.

Minotaurs are not Pick Orcs. Every Minotaur becomes a true warrior, and it takes a long time to train and grow up.

Moreover, the number of cowheads is far below that of werewolves, which is also related to territory, and the free grazing of werewolves over the wolf plains, which makes the Lycans the most well-fed of all races.

Whereas the gravel sites where cowheads live produce very few crops, they are forced to use all the places where they can grow, which also increases their human resources for food access.

The shortage of food has kept the number of cowheads from increasing and there are signs of decline.

Carol the Minotaur understands why, in the Empire of the Orc, there is a rumor that the Mother of the Orc is a Minotaur clan, and that there is a great deal of Minotaur support in the Minotaur clan.

He suspects it is likely that this is the kind of rumor that puts cowheads in such a bad position in the Empire of the Beast God that neither the Lions, the Tigers nor the Bimons want a new Beast God to appear.

Minotaur Carol knows that this rumor is true. The great beast god is a mighty minotaur. There are far more stories of the beast god in the tribe than in the temple of the beast.

At the same time, he knew that other tribes had the same record, only to erase the fact that the god of beasts was a cowman, and to erase the record from the temple of beasts.

Werewolf Grotto, Tiger Emory heard General Gerald's orders, with a little more joy in his eyes, while Fox Clarence had a sigh in his heart.

Clarence the Fox knew better than any other Orc, how much better an Orc God would raise the status of the Orc Empire, and suppressing the Minotaurs, although they were also vested with good interests, would not diminish the thoughts in his heart, but his wisdom was telling him not to harm his own interests.

At dawn, the clouds were still there, and the altitude rose very rapidly, and after five rounds of human stone thrower attacks, interference with the tall buildings was abandoned.

Above the battlefield, all mankind and the Orcs watched the rise of the high ground, and as the high ground rose to the same height as the miracle wall, countless fragile ordinary Orcs began to leave.

The tall platform is a tall wall facing the miracle wall to the south perpendicular to the ground, while the backward slope is a slow slope for war machines to reach the tall platform.

Heavy scrolling sounds were heard on the quiet battlefield, with thousands of bullfighters pushing twenty giant stone throwers toward the high ground, while in front of the stone throwers, a group of bull heads with huge shields protected the stone throwers.

“How can an Orc master this technology?” The eyes of the Kauld intermediate wizard flashed with surprise and anger, needless to say, this must be a deal made by a human family with the Orc Empire.

At the same time, it is also particularly angry in the eyes of senior Dunn and Lorenzo wizards in Liant City, whose betrayal of human beings, though constantly investigated, has always occurred.

But this time around, this kind of stone thrower is a secret to humans, a very high degree of confidentiality, and only a few families have access to the blueprints.

“Find out who it is, or the people will die!” Dunn's senior wizard shouted at the table.

“Rest assured, Lord Dunn, that I will have Leandertown Intelligence fully vetted and that whoever, at whatever level of nobility, I will let him pay the price and let his family pay!” Lorenzo's senior wizard also sees anger in his eyes.

The dynamics of the Orc Battlefield continue to spread to Liant City, where all senior wizards who care about the game are already in Liant City, watching everything outside the Wall of Miracles in real time through the Falun Front.

Although they cannot help in this battle, they can go anytime to kill the Orcs who may appear fifty miles from the human world.

Fifty miles inside the wall of miracles are forbidden areas for high wizards and high sacrifices and the same forces of war, and no one has violated them, because this is an agreement between man and the beast, and there are more in-depth considerations.