The red dragon's staggered fangs, the orc's mouth wide open when they roared, the dragonceon's wide, bloodshot eyes of fear, all of this reflected in the emerald green eyes of the Great Demon Lord of Aurelia. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Whew!"

The gliding sound of sharp arrows.

In the face of the full force of the Windranger's archery skills after the distance was closer, even the great shaman's natural protection could only let out a helpless and desperate sigh.

Two arrows break the wind shield. An arrow hits the door.

As a result of three rounds of nine arrows, the three dragoons lost their lives forever, and their sinful bodies fell from the sky, and finally they were all dead.

"No!" Zuluhid was so angry that his eyeballs were about to bulge out.

"Kill them!"

"Up, rip them up!"

A group of Dragonthroat Clan orcs were all hoarse with hoarse throats.

Under their drive, the red dragons showed the fierce momentum of their air overlords, fast and swift pounces, a wide range of blazing dragon breath, everything, all chasing the two ghostly green figures.

However, they could not catch up with them anyway.

This situation was completely unacceptable to the Dragonroar Orcs.

The flightless elf ranger uses the ice prism from **** to make various god dodges in the air?

Even the most imaginative orcs could not have imagined such a situation. But the other party not only thought of it, but also did it.

Duke's cooperation with the Windranger sisters is seamless.

Whether they want to speed up or turn in the air, when they need it most, in the most ideal place, there will be an ice prism that flies out of nowhere. The hands of those mages suspended at a height of 100 meters will surely shoot the ice prism through the air of more than 100 meters and reach the most perfect place.

No words, no prompts, Duke does it all perfectly with the help of the system.

Aurelia and Queen Nozomi were surprised, no, ecstatic. Unbeknownst to them, Duke's system had judged all of their movements, enemy attack lanes, and possible dodge routes, and all Duke had to do was have the mage's hand shoot ice prisms at the lines they needed.

They were just excited: it turns out that there is someone in the world who can make such a covenant with me?

Could it be that this is the legendary telepathy (a green onion in the heart)?

Either way, at first glance, the Windranger sisters are flying.

With the agility that surpasses that of griffons and even dragons, it flutters and turns, rises and falls, and soars at an altitude of 300 meters with great agility.

Zuruhid was going mad.

The dragons roared and the orcs were terrified.

Some dragoons began to drive the dragon to a higher altitude in terror to gain a moment of peace.

There were also dragoons who frantically launched a desperate dive at Duke, who had instigated the ice-edged fountain, only to die in a volley of arrows from the Elven Ranger Brigade, who had been waiting on the ground for a long time.

Whether Zuluhid wants to admit it or not, the Red Dragons, who have been driven out of the war zone, are not working as they should.

At this time, it was just when the orc army almost rushed to the sniper point north of the Sador Bridge, and it was also the time when the transport ship was almost at the bottom of the bridge.

At this moment, beside Duke, there were nearly 10,000 Riptide Fort soldiers who had already returned to their combat posts. They cheered, chanting "Long live Duke" or "Long live the Alliance", and poured down a rain of death of stonethrows, ballistas, and cannonballs on the tribe with their more complete heavy ordnance.

On the bridge, it was the same rain of flesh and blood as always. The corpses and broken limbs of the orcs that had been knocked away by the huge rocks fell from the side of the bridge like dumplings.

As for the strait, due to the fact that some of the ordnance was destroyed by the dragon's breath before, it was really impossible to achieve a complete blockade. However, the passage of each transport ship comes at the cost of the sinking of at least two of them.

Looking at the miserable situation of the army, looking at the increasingly scarce dragon roar orc cavalry around him, and then looking at the Windranger sisters who dominated the entire middle and low altitudes and had no one to control them, Zulushid's eyes were about to split.

"Withdraw!" the Dragonthroat Clan chief used up almost all his courage in order to shout the word.

Let the orcs attack, it's easy.

It takes supreme courage to make the orcs retreat. Because it requires bearing the contempt of other clans, and bearing the white eyes of almost the entire tribe.

Zuluhid had no choice.

The Red Dragons that could be used as mounts were too precious, especially after he found out that the Red Dragons that had left the battlefield were flying away towards the north, he had a deep sense of foreboding. Obviously, as long as that thing is there, there is no need to worry about these red dragons who ran away not coming back. He had a premonition that these hateful lizards would never return.

This anxiety drove Zuluhid almost mad.

The Red Dragon Legion, which was supposed to kill all sides, withdrew, and ran away with its tail between its legs like a lost dog.

The sky echoed with the laughter of the Windranger sisters.

This is a 'flight' that has been unimaginable for thousands of years!

In the untouched sky, with the noble sky overlord - the dragon clan as the opponent, hunting the filthy and ugly orcs, is there anything more wonderful for the Windranger?

Even the mature and steady Aurelia laughed from the heart.

Emerald green knee-high boots, lightly perched on the ice prism that was constantly falling in height, the Windranger sisters jumped down step by step like fairies falling from the sky.

"Yo, the beauty of the elf clan, do you want to recruit a husband?"

"Goddess - I love you!"

The generals from Riptide Castle gave the warmest cheers to the two elven female rangers flying in the sky.

Aurelia flicked her long windswept blonde hair, allowing herself to return to the dignified Ranger General image in the shortest possible time.

And Queen Xi proudly crossed her waist, posed a graceful S-shaped curve, and proudly accepted the cheers of thousands of soldiers.

Obviously, it was the Windranger sisters who killed the most enemies, but the focus of the two sisters' eyes was Duke. They knew very well that without Duke, they would not have been able to create such a miracle.

Before thanking Duke, there are some things that might as well be sorted out.

"My beloved sister, how are your grades?"

"Sixty-eight!" Aurelia held her head high, inadvertently making the pair of Hyjal peaks even more enticing.

Sylvanas looked taken aback.

"What, my good sister, have you lost?" said Aurelia with a pleasant smile as the eldest sister had successfully consolidated her position.

Queen Xi shrugged and spread her hands: "I didn't lose." ”

"How much did you win?" Aurelia had a very keen sense. She was extremely sure that her second sister's number of kills should definitely not be more than her.

Queen Xi sighed: "I didn't win either, and I'm also 68." ”

Aurelia's eyes flashed with a twinkle of disappointment and joy.

I was disappointed because I couldn't establish a strong position as the head of the eldest sister.

I am glad that my sister has a strong skill that is not inferior to her. (To be continued.) )