Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 577: Insurance

Unconsciously, the orcs began to disperse.

"Long live!"

"Praise you! Great Miss Mage!"

The morale of the cavalry here was immediately boosted. Who would have thought that the delicate and lovely daughter of a noble who was rescued was actually a magician?

The leading Paladin said: "Thank you, you can buy us more time."

Just to buy more time?

If there is only this one entrance, I can guard it for three days and three nights!

Feeling the terrible spell damage and mana recovery bonus brought by the Smoke Gloves, Jaina decided to use a Fire Wall to resist the orcs' attack.

In fact, Jaina did just that, and after five seconds of casting the spell, a huge wall 10 meters wide and 2 meters high appeared in front of the church.

More than twenty orcs were immediately affected by the flames and turned into burning human-shaped torches.

The cavalrymen cheered, but the paladin smiled bitterly.

"What? Do you have a problem with my magic?" Jaina was a little angry and asked the captain directly.

"If it was orcs from other clans, perhaps this would be enough to scare them. Unfortunately, this is the most elite Warsong Clan in the Horde!"

Almost all the cavalrymen's bodies trembled suddenly.

Warsong Clan, even Jaina felt that the name was familiar.

Yes! The Warsong Clan!

They became famous starting from Southshore, dared to fight against flamethrowers, destroyed Silverpine Forest, and even killed the Warsong Clan under the city of Lordaeron.

The Warsong orcs dispersed, but soon Jaina and others found out what they had done.

Suddenly, there was a loud "ping pong" sound of glass breaking above my head.

Then came the second sound, the third sound... dozens of sounds. Countless torches were thrown in, smashing the glass windows on both sides of the church that were at least two people high from the ground, and fell to the ground inside the church.

Because many places in the church were covered with frost, this did not cause a fire, but only caused confusion among the wounded cavalrymen.

When a few brave cavalrymen climbed up to the high and narrow window to secretly watch the situation outside, one of them was almost pierced in the head by a spear.

The next moment, there were earth-shaking crashing sounds coming from all directions of the church.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang——"

The dull sound of the impact was like the death knell.

The Paladin cursed, "Damn it! I knew they would use tree trunks as battering rams!"

That's right, the orcs used their tremendous strength to shake down the large trees in the town, uprooted them and used them as siege cones.

Although the church is made of bluestone, it is not a special fortress. In fact, unless it is a fortress made of cement, most traditional fortresses are useless. They can only become victims of these guys who firmly believe that "strong force can make miracles happen."

Clearly they hit the wall of the church, but the sound like a landslide made Jaina feel that the trees hit her chest directly, crushing her ribs. Her lungs could no longer expand and breathe fresh air.

"Fight to the death!" No longer hoping for luck, the Paladin raised his hammer high.

"Fight to the death!" Even the wounded soldiers struggled to get up and raised their weapons to fight back.

Jaina never expected that in just a few minutes, she had reached a desperate situation.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The orcs outside were very professional. They stopped just when they were about to break through a wall. They were waiting for more entry points to be prepared.

These orcs have such strict military discipline that it is hard to believe that they are just a barbaric race from a distant planet.

finally...

Following a rough command, more than ten gaps were opened on both sides of the church at the same time, and each gap perfectly avoided the church pillars. Almost at the same time, dozens of slender trolls jumped onto the tall church windows, holding sharp javelins, with two long fangs in their gaping mouths, and cruel smiles on their mouths.

"Hehehehe!"

"lok-tar!"

Amidst the flying gravel and rising dust, burly orcs rushed in, brandishing their huge weapons and making heavy roars.

Jaina, who was wrapped in a white shield, was the one who received special attention. She only had time to send out a Fire Blast to knock an orc away, and the next moment more than ten spears were thrown at her.

In her panic, Jaina still managed to use Flash once. Countless spears had already nailed the place where she had stood half a second ago.

Half a second later she was not so lucky!

The five spears that followed easily pierced her magic shield.

"Ah——" Jaina finally uttered a dying scream and used her arms to protect herself in vain!

Duke! I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!

Jaina cursed before she died.

In the very end, a miracle happened without any warning.

Jaina's gloves suddenly burst into brilliant arcane light.

Time seemed to have stood still.

Jaina opened her eyes, her clear pupils filled with astonishment.

"Roar--" A fierce and majestic roar came from the pair of gloves on Jaina's hands.

The thrown wooden spear silently turned into sawdust, then into powder, and disappeared in mid-air.

Along with this inhuman roar, everyone in the audience, whether it was the orc who raised his war hammer to smash it down, or the human cavalry who had a broken arm and was about to stab out with his remaining hand with a long sword, all froze in their movements.

At this moment, everyone felt that their strength and courage were fleeing from their bodies in fear.

A mysterious premonition told me that something was about to come. It was a mysterious existence with unstoppable power.

When it comes, it will dominate everything and take over the entire battlefield.

In the blink of an eye, everyone knew who 'it' was!

An illusory, huge magical banner made of purple-blue arcane energy rose from Jaina's gloves.

The flag here is so huge that it exceeds the entire church and rises outside the church.

The orcs and cavalrymen subconsciously looked up at the battle flag.

Then, whether using a very unstandard common language or with a thick Lordaeron accent, the orcs and the Lordaeron cavalry said the same name -

"Edmund Duke!"

As if hearing the calls of hundreds and thousands of people, a ball of blue light suddenly lit up beside Jaina.

Before everyone could react, a young man in a blue and white wizard robe had already stood beside Jaina, who was kneeling on the ground.

Holding Jaina's arm with one hand, Duke said with a smile: "Ah! You finally activated the last safety on the Smoke Gloves!"