I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

Marcus' words came true, and a large number of black arrows broke through the air and flew high, and in the next second they fell vertically with the momentum of thunder.

Although the orcs shooting upwards did not have an advantage, their strong arms seemed to have enough strength to defeat gravity, and the impact of the arrows when they fell was still able to penetrate deeply into the bricks.

A series of "beep beep beep" sounds were heard on the city wall, mixed with the wailing of soldiers.

Marcus immediately threw his king to the ground and raised his shield to block the two men's heads, but the rain of arrows came too fast, and Alvin hurriedly selected the skill icon of "Power Word: Barrier" in his mind.

A dazzling golden light burst out instantly, and Alvin tried his best to increase the coverage area of the shield to cover Varian and the soldiers closer to him.

The rain of arrows hit the barrier, making a dense sound like a swarm of locusts.

Soon, the rain of arrows stopped.

Varian Wrynn saw the tragic scene of soldiers and civilians outside being pierced by arrows through the translucent golden barrier.

The young King was utterly enraged.

In the intervals when the orcs were drawing their bows and shooting arrows, he struggled out from Marcus's cover, ran to the edge of the big rock, shouted loudly, and pulled up the hiding soldiers and civilians.

"Hurry, throw the stone down!"

As he spoke, he ran to the stone and tried to move it.

Varian knew there would be no respite from the battle, and now was no time to mourn the dead.

The ogres' continuous and powerful attacks have shaken the city walls to the point of collapse. If no solution is found, the consequences will be disastrous if something goes wrong with the city walls.

Seeing that even the king was risking his life to do his part, people were greatly encouraged. They all climbed up and lifted the boulder again while shouting.

"Quick, archers! Shoot at the orcs! Defeat their attack!"

"Those with shields, help others block the arrows!"

Marcus shouted.

He noticed that the orcs were already preparing for a second round of shooting.

The messenger quickly spread Marcus's order throughout the entire city wall, and following the chess player's command, the same rain of arrows fell on the orcs' heads.

The orcs either raised their shields or swung their swords to knock down the arrows.

At this time, the advantage of human beings being in a high position is revealed.

No matter how the orcs tried to block, or how skillfully the giant wolves under their crotch dodged, some unlucky guys were still pierced by the rain of arrows.

Fenris was furious. He threw down his shield, took the longbow hanging on his mount, and shot an arrow.

His bows and arrows are specially made, much harder than those of ordinary orc warriors, and the arrowheads are also made of special metals, which can even penetrate human armor directly.

However, his aim did not seem to be that accurate. The arrow did not shoot towards the humans on the city wall, but flew towards the ogre in front of the city gate, directly breaking through the ogre's hard skin and stabbing into the butt of the unfortunate ogre.

"Break the door open! Otherwise, the next arrow will be in your head!"

Fenris yelled at the ogre.

"Ouch!"

The blood and severe pain stimulated the ogre's already violent nerves.

The guy pulled the barbed feather arrow out of his butt like a madman, pulling out a large piece of flesh and causing blood to spurt out immediately.

The ogre broke the arrow in anger, then gathered his strength and gathered the power of fire in his fists!

"boom!"

The ogre's flaming fist slammed into the city gate like a falling comet, leaving a huge dent in it.

The huge tremor shook the people on the city wall so much that they almost fell down.

Marcus seemed to hardly believe his eyes.

"Is this thing hitting our door with its burning fists?! What kind of weird creature is this?! How on earth can we kill a monster like this?!"

He was about to ask Alvin for an answer when he heard people shouting "Hey Yo!"

It turned out that Varian and his men had pushed the boulder down from above the city gate.

The boulder fell instantly, smashing heavily on the head of the ogre with flaming fists with uncontrollable anger.

"Oh!"

There was a loud noise.

It turned out that the ogre's big head was no harder than stone. Under the weight of the boulder, the upper half of the ogre's head was flattened, and the lower half was smashed into the chest cavity of this terrible monster.

The terrifying ogre didn't even have time to let out a wail before he was crushed to death by the boulder. His body rolled down the bridge along with the boulder and fell into the moat. The huge splashes of water even splashed onto the city wall.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Varian Wrynn's roar echoed throughout the battlefield.

"Long live the King! Long live the Alliance!"

People shouted, as if they had completely forgotten their fear.

Relying on their own strength, everyone completely killed this terrifying monster, which proves that the strength of the alliance does not come from the strength of individuals, but from the unity of the people.

Marcus also opened his mouth in surprise. The little king he was loyal to seemed to have grown into a man of great stature...

"Hehe, stupid humans, these are not ordinary ogres, they are Flaming Fist Ogres!"

Fenris was not angry but happy. He roared in the language of the ogres.

"The death of our companions only makes us stronger!"

"Gahh ...

The remaining four ogres seemed to have awakened some strange ability, and intense flames gathered on their fists.

They roared angrily and hammered the city gates and walls with their flaming fists as if they were risking their lives.

"this......"

Varian fell silent in the tremor that was like a miraculous earthquake, and the soldiers and civilians on the city wall also fell silent.

Where can I find such a big rock?

Even if we find it and move such a big stone onto the city wall, I'm afraid the city gate will be broken!

"Keep shooting! Don't be affected, suppress the enemy's attack!"

Marcus shouted, pulling Varian back from the edge of the wall.

"Your Majesty, please return to Stormwind Fortress immediately!"

"I can't leave..."

Varian shook his head.

"If we leave at this time, our morale will collapse..."

"Mr. Irwin! What are we going to do?"

Marcus pulled up Alvin, who was using healing spells to treat the wounded. The professional soldier shook Alvin's shoulders, and Alvin saw unwillingness, impatience, and a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Miracle Pastor, think of a solution quickly!"

"Don't worry, we will find a way! Let me go first!"

Alvin pushed Marcus aside and came to the edge of the city wall, looking at the ogres below.

Seeing that the gate was already shaking from the impact, these violent guys knew that if they tried harder, they could rush into the city gate and slaughter the humans in the city, so they worked even harder.

Alvin knew that conventional means could no longer stop these terrible guys.

After three consecutive hits of your own Sky Flame and Holy Fire, the skills will enter cooldown and cannot be used continuously for a short period of time. Therefore, the holy attack spells cannot continuously output high output.

It seems that this is the only trick I can use, Alvin sighed. Even if he will be labeled a heretic in the future, he has to use it now.

He concentrated his mind and selected the skill icon of "Shadow Form" in his mind...