Game of the World Tree - Chapter 520

520. Chapter 518: The Destruction of the Golden Horde

“Boom!”

A deafening roar…

Everyone on the battlefield saw a purple-black lightning streak across the sky, penetrate the thick clouds, and strike the Golden Horde’s divine defense barrier.

The terrifying power that made people shudder with a majestic and majestic aura made people feel awe.

This is divine punishment.

The blasphemy of the statue by several players once again triggered the divine punishment of the true God!

Although the divine punishment hesitated for a moment when it struck this time, it finally fell.

At the moment when the divine punishment fell, the divine barrier that had been struggling to maintain under the hurling of catapults finally reached its limit and suddenly collapsed, turning into countless flying silver photons…

Purple-black lightning danced over the Golden Horde, and spread along with the collapse of the divine defense barrier…

On the wall of the village, the orc priests who maintained the defensive divine arts did not even have time to scream, and they turned into ashes under these lightning.

Only the chief priest, whose strength reached the lower level of gold, survived.

But even if he survived, he was spitting blood and his face was pale. In an instant, he seemed to have aged dozens of years, like an old man who was about to die…

It seemed that he would not live long.

On the wall of the village, there was a strange silence.

The surviving orcs stared at the sky blankly, their expressions were dazed, and they seemed to have not recovered from the divine punishment just now.

Bursts of thunder came from the sky, which were dark clouds caused by the divine punishment.

The next second, bean-sized raindrops mixed with ice and snow fell on the heads of the orcs, chilling their hearts…

The defensive divine barrier was broken.

And from the direction of the elf army, there was a burst of overwhelming cheers.

Li Mu was excited. He raised his command sword high and shouted at the top of his voice:

“The divine spell has been broken! Listen to my orders, the whole army attacks! Start the siege–!”

After speaking, the 30,000 elf army immediately became restless.

The next moment, the passionate background music suddenly changed to a more majestic and high-spirited symphony, as if blowing the horn of charge.

Listening to such music, the players’ eyes were red and their adrenaline surged.

“Attack the city!”

Someone shouted excitedly in the crowd.

“Attack the city!”

Other players began to echo.

And as if it had caused a chain reaction, after the first few players shouted, more players shouted one after another:

“Attack the city!”

“Attack the city! Attack the city! Attack the city–!”

The voices kept getting louder and louder, from scattered to neat, and finally turned into a roar of 30,000 people:

“Charge! Attack the city!”

“For the goddess, for the elves!”

The neat and majestic voices overwhelmed the thunder in the sky, overwhelmed the sound of the rain, and resounded on the vast battlefield, even shaking the earth.

On the wall of the village, the orcs who heard the voices changed their colors and looked terrified.

In addition to being shocked, they also looked a little panicked and confused.

Such an army has never appeared in the world of Segus…

Siege cones and crossbows were pushed out by the players, and ladders were also carried by them.

Then, 30,000 troops launched a charge from four directions at the same time!

The iris flag was raised high by the players, and they drew their weapons and rushed to the city wall like a tide.

The archer players charged and shot, and more than a dozen catapults continued to throw, but this time, without the divine barrier, the Golden Horde had completely lost the power to resist.

The huge “meteorite” burned with flames and smashed into the orcs’ tribe and the stone wall, causing a violent explosion and a series of loud rumbling noises.

Even a heavy rain could not extinguish the flames caused by the explosion of the magic stone…

In a short moment, the Golden Horde was ablaze.

And the simple wall was even more shaky under the throwing of the catapult, as if it would collapse in the next second.

The light rain transformed from arrows and elemental bullets poured on the city wall again, but this time, there were more long-range magic.

Those were some mage players who were at the forefront.

They were already within the range of magic.

The colorful magic light intertwined with the arrows, turning into a colorful light that concealed murderous intent, submerging the wall of the village.

The casualties of the orcs defending the city began to soar at an extremely exaggerated rate…

The orcs had no spellcasters other than the priests.

At this moment, this became their biggest weakness.

Facing the players’ intensive long-range magic attacks, they could only barely hold on behind the parapet without their defense barrier, and almost lost the power to fight back.

Soon, the players who were at the forefront approached the city wall.

If you look from the sky, you will find that the entire Golden Horde has been completely closed in by the dark elves…

The catapult’s attack has stopped.

The final stage of the siege has officially begun.

The ladders were lifted up by the players and placed on the city wall.

The tank warrior players were wearing heavy armor and holding weapons that shone with cold light. They howled and climbed up the city wall under the command of the commander…

The crossbow carts aimed at the towers on the wall and shot three-meter-long crossbow arrows, destroying the last resistance of the orcs bit by bit…

At the city gate, more than a dozen players surrounded the siege cones engraved with reinforcement magic and piercing magic and began to ram the city gate…

“Bang… Bang… Bang…!”

The sound of the collision rang under the city wall and in the ears of the orcs, like the death knell of the end of the world…

The orc priest, who was exhausted, was helped up by his subordinates. He endured the pain all over his body and ordered with difficulty:

“Stop them! Don’t let them climb up!”

“Protect the city gate! Protect the city gate!”

His voice was hoarse and almost inaudible.

Following his orders, more orc warriors climbed up the wall and joined the battlefield.

At the same time, the fastest players also climbed up the wall.

The melee began.

The silver-ranked tank warrior players rushed to the front.

Although the attack power of these players who chose the Guardian specialization was limited, their defense power was extremely terrifying and their strength was amazing.

They were like humanoid Titans, howling and rushing on the wall.

The orcs were obviously stronger and taller…

However, when facing these humanoid meat shields with heavy armor and covered with the halo of magic players, the maces and scimitars in their hands seemed to have become toys and could not cause any harm to them.

Led by Demacia, the tank warriors were like sharp blades, instantly tearing through the defense line of the orcs on the wall.

And then, more players climbed up the wall and fought with the orcs.

The sound of swords and knives rose up, mixed with the sound of heavy rain, screams, and the explosion of magic, which was extremely majestic.

The player who rushed to the front fell down, and soon new players took his place and fought fearlessly.

In this situation, no one cared about their own lives.

All the players were like crazy, fighting to the death.

They had only one goal –

to break through the Orc tribe!

More and more players climbed up the wall, and the Orcs became more and more chaotic.

Their formation had been torn apart by the players.

The average level of the players was very high.

Even the lowest-level public beta player was level 31.

And there were many players who reached the maximum level of 40.

These maximum-level players and silver players rushed to the front and were the sharpest knives of the legion.

Compared with the Orc warriors whose average strength was in the middle of the black iron level, such combat power had already formed a crushing trend…

The entire wall of the village turned into a cruel and crazy meat grinder.

However, this was aimed at the orcs.

It should have been a difficult melee, but the players fought with overwhelming momentum. The defense of the orcs began to collapse at a speed visible to the n*ked eye…

and this collapse reached a climax, especially after another loud “boom”.

The city gate was broken.

After hitting again and again, the city gate, which was not strong to begin with, finally could not withstand the dual destruction of physics and magic, and shattered!

The players cheered, then released the siege cones and rushed into the city like a tide…

“It’s broken…”

Seeing this scene, the high priest who was protected by the orcs turned pale.

Once the city gate was broken, it was like a dam bursting.

Like a flood, the players poured into the Golden Horde through the city gate and started a more intense battle with the orcs.

The silver professionals among the orcs rushed to the city gate, trying to stop the players here.

There was no way out behind them.

“Kill them!”

“For the tribe! For our homeland!”

The orcs roared, their morale was shaken again, and they began to fight desperately.

Under the city gate, a more tragic melee officially began.

Even the orc priest, who was almost exhausted, struggled to stand up.

He burned his vitality, took out his scimitar that had not been used for many years, and roared to join the melee.

The rain was pouring.

The blood gathered into streams, dyeing the muddy land dark red, but was quickly washed away by the rain…

However, the speed of the rain could not keep up with the speed of the blood.

The bloody smell in the air has completely covered the unique fresh breath of rainy days.

The orcs burst out with powerful fighting power in despair.

Many old warriors who have been stuck in the bottleneck for many years have broken through…

Their eyes were red, their faces were ferocious, and they roared while resisting the charge of the players.

However, the orcs’ rising momentum not only did not hit the morale of the players, but made them more excited.

The Golden Horde was still too weak.

Even though many warriors had broken through desperate situations, there were more strong players among the players.

With the continuous support of the priest players, these players who had adjusted their pain to the lowest level laughed loudly, not afraid of injuries at all, and became more and more courageous as they fought.

On the ground, more and more equipment dropped. Some

were from the orcs, and

some were from the players. However, there were more orcs.

The players’ formations were also constantly fighting, going deeper and deeper into the Golden Horde…

and after several loud dragon roars, several dragon knights among the players also joined the battlefield.

They fell from the sky and launched an attack behind the orcs, echoing the players who had entered the city gate and encircling the orcs under the city gate.

Each dragon knight player had the strength of a lower silver level.

And the young dragons under them had broken through to the same level before joining the battle.

Adding two and two together made their strength even more terrifying, and the situation of the battle changed almost instantly…

The orcs under the city wall were quickly defeated, and the players took the opportunity to quickly occupy the city gate.

They cooperated with the players on the wall and soon completely wiped out the orcs on the wall, and opened the remaining gates completely…

At this point, the 30,000 elf army lost the last obstacle.

The players who had completely opened up the situation shouted and cheered, pouring into the Golden Horde like a tide.

The sound of swords and knives rang out everywhere in the Golden Horde.

Victory was decided.

…

There was a lack of rain in the Death Desert.

This sleet, which could be called a once-in-a-decade event, stopped in less than half a day.

As the rain stopped, the battle of the Golden Horde also stopped.

The sound of swords and knives that came and went had turned into sporadic collisions…

That was not a battle, but the sound made by the players when they were looting the Orcs.

At this moment, the players had completely occupied the Golden Horde.

The muddy ground was dyed reddish brown by blood, and even the heavy rain could not wash it away.

Blood-stained equipment dropped everywhere on the ground, and players were picking them up excitedly.

The heavy rain finally put out the fire in the Orcs’ tribe, leaving only white smoke swirling.

In the air, the smell of blood and soil mixed together, which was particularly pungent.

In the square of the Golden Horde, Orcs were squatting together with their heads in their arms, and there were more than a thousand of them.

These were all captives of the players.

In the Orcs’ tribe of more than 10,000 people, these were the only survivors.

From today on, the Golden Horde will become history.

Li Mu walked on the muddy street and came to the sacrificial tent of the Golden Horde.

This is where the Orcs worship the statue of Uller.

The tent has not yet been looted by the players.

As the guild with the greatest contribution, this is the spoils of the Heart of Nature.

On the ground outside the tent, there were a large number of Orc corpses.

They all had tragic injuries, and from a distance there were probably hundreds of them.

These were the Orcs who fought to the end and chose to commit suicide.

They were unwilling to be turned into ashes by the swords of the players, and chose to end their lives when they held on until the last second.

Li Mu even saw the chief priest of the orcs, the old priest who fought bloody battles.

He was almost inhuman, bloody.

Only a pair of eyes, wide open, looking at the sky, seemed to be filled with a trace of anger and determination.

Even in death, he held the weapon tightly in his hand.

At this moment, for some reason, Li Mu suddenly thought of the chief priest of the Giant Mountain of the Cave Tribe…

He sighed softly, put away the opponent’s weapons and priest robes with ease, and then chanted a spell to release a flame, completely cremating the chief priest’s body…

The BGM of the battlefield channel has been temporarily turned off, and only the background music of the Death Desert that comes with the game is playing slowly.

It is a kind of music that is interwoven with bagpipes and ethereal female voices. When people hear it, they can’t help but see the scene of lonely smoke, sunset, and yellow sand in the desert…

And at this moment, it makes Li Mu feel a sense of vicissitudes and the reincarnation of history.

In the sky, the dark clouds have dispersed.

The sun has already moved to the west, gradually falling, emitting a golden luster.

A rainbow light fell from the horizon, diffusing the sky that was still a little hazy with rain with a colorful afterglow…

The laughter and fighting sounds of the players came from afar, and from time to time, a few loud dragon roars and the cries of the surviving orcs could be heard…

Li Mu retracted his sight, and his expression was even more emotional.

“This is war…”

He sighed slightly.

There is no right or wrong in war.

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