Silver Dragon Beacon Snow did not participate in the aerial combat. It folded its wings, and its silvery-white body, like a stretched stream of light, swooped down from the sky towards the left flank of the orc army.
As it approached the ground, it opened its massive maw, and a grayish-white cold wave swept forward in a fan shape, engulfing an area of a hundred meters ahead. Wherever it passed, the air suddenly condensed, and the grass blades were instantly covered with white frost.
The hundreds of dire wolf riders charging at the forefront had no time to scatter; frost instantly wrapped around their legs, reducing their speed from full sprint to near a standstill.
The riders in the front row tripped, and those in the back row couldn't stop their momentum and crashed into them. Hundreds of riders were squeezed, overturned, and frozen in the cold wave.
The direct damage from Frost Breath is still as high as 520 points after deducting the orc's 70 points of defense. In addition, the frostbite effect lasts for 8 seconds and deals 50 points of damage per second. The total damage is enough to wipe out the orc's 800-point health bar.
The hundreds of riders in the front row fell almost simultaneously, their screams frozen in their throats.
The dragon's tail swept across, followed closely by a hammer blow that slammed deep into the formation, knocking back dozens of cavalrymen.
Then, the silver dragon flapped its wings violently, and a fan-shaped wave of air rushed forward at high speed, sweeping away the remaining cavalry who were trying to flank it and slowing them down.
Then came another dive and landing, the shockwave cracking the ground around the landing point and knocking down some of the cavalry formations that were trying to regroup.
Thousands of orc archers fired arrows at it simultaneously, raining down on its silvery-white scales.
However, Fengxue activated the golden set effect 【Armor Returns to One】 during the dive, the vulnerability disappeared, and the golden runes flowing between the scales directly reduced ranged damage by 30%.
The black arrows were deflected the moment they touched its scales, like raindrops hitting a sloping roof, leaving no trace.
After the Frost Breath cooled down, it unleashed another attack, clearing out the second cavalry zone, and the remaining cavalry began to show more obvious signs of chaos.
Three minutes later, most of the five thousand wolf riders on the left flank had been scattered, and the remaining few hundred riders huddled together, howling as they scattered to both sides.
Feng Xue immediately turned to the right flank and unleashed another blast of icy breath, scattering the right-wing cavalry in a short time.
The aerial battle was over; Kargath Ironjaw's corpse fell from the sky, crashing into the orc infantry phalanx and creating a shallow crater in the ground.
The corpses of the five orc sword saints also fell one after another, three of them crashing into the shield wall and creating a gap in it.
The other two landed behind the army formation, knocking down several rows of infantrymen who were in formation.
Without pausing, Lin Feng, Meng Yi, Bai Yi, and the others swooped down from the sky and crashed into the orc army's formation from directly above.
Eleven figures, like eleven steel knives, plunged into the dough, throwing the orcs' newly stabilized front ranks into chaos.
The war cries of the orc centurions rose and fell, attempting to regroup their scattered ranks, but it was too late. On the eastern horizon, a black torrent was rapidly approaching.
Twenty-three thousand elite Qin soldiers, aided by the 【Swift March】 buff, have arrived on the battlefield.
When they were two hundred meters away from the orc army, the elite soldiers in the front row stopped at the same time, leveled their crossbows, and fired thousands of crossbow bolts at the same time.
Arrows rained down on the orcish midline, landing precisely between the shields, piercing the leather armor, and embedding themselves in the green flesh.
The second volley followed immediately, and then the third.
The three-volley fire was extremely rapid, and the infantry phalanx behind the orcs suffered heavy casualties after several rounds of fire, while the shield wall in front also began to shake.
Wang Wu and Jianyan charged ahead, each stopping two hundred paces away, drawing their bows taut, and firing a series of precise arrows.
The two activated 【Triple Shot】 simultaneously, and six arrows shot out from the ranks, accurately piercing the throats of the two orc centurions.
The centurion's battle cry abruptly ceased, and the surrounding orc soldiers lost their attack power and morale boost, causing the gaps in the shield wall to visibly widen.
"The breach has been opened!" Arrow Eye shouted, and the bowstring in his hand was already fully drawn again.
Wang Wu did not reply, but his arrow had already been shot, and another centurion who tried to fill in fell down clutching his throat.
Twenty seconds later, the seven mammoth war elephants rammed head-on into the orcs' ten mammoths. The elephants' hooves pounded the ground, causing the surrounding infantry to retreat.
The troll archer on the elephant's back was jolted by the impact and before he could regain his balance, the thousand-man commander standing on the arrow tower had already used the momentum of the collision to leap out.
Fourteen figures landed on the elephant's back from different angles, and as they landed, their halberds thrust towards the nearest troll archer.
The troll archer was still holding his longbow, the arrow just nocked, not yet fully drawn, when a dark figure appeared in front of him.
The first halberd pierced his ribs from the side, and he fell to the ground.
Another troll drew his bone dagger from his waist in an attempt to retaliate, but he was too slow to swing his arm. Just as he raised the dagger, the blade was blocked by the shaft of the halberd, followed by a sweeping slash to his neck.
He fell backward, tumbling off the elephant's back and crashing into the orc infantry formation below, knocking several men to the ground, unable to get up for a moment.
Zhao Hu and Tie Dun followed closely behind. When they reached the front of the orc shield wall, Tie Dun suddenly raised his mountain shield and let out a 【taunting roar】, drawing all the orc infantry within a fifteen-meter radius toward him.
The surrounding orcs turned their attacks on him. Ironclad withstood the first wave of damage, while Zhao Hu cut in from the side, unleashing a series of Vengeful Bite attacks that felled several orc infantrymen to the ground.
Tie Dun turned and yelled at Zhao Hu, "Brother Hu! Give me the one on your left!"
“He’s dead.” Zhao Hu’s voice came from his side, as the axe blade of the Vengeful Devourer was just pulled from the neck of a centurion.
Tie Dun grinned: "I knew it."
Feng Qingyan raised her staff high and unleashed three consecutive fireballs that accurately struck the rear of the orc army, blasting gaps in several infantry formations that were gathering.
She caught her breath and called out to her back, "Sister, keep an eye on the right for me! The archers over there are aiming at me!"
"Just keep shooting," Feng Qingshuang replied, waving her staff to deflect several arrows.
Half an hour later, the orc army's formation had completely collapsed, with only sporadic resistance continuing.
Some orc soldiers began to abandon their weapons and flee into the wilderness, only to be pierced through the chest from behind by the pursuing Qin elite soldiers.
The battle between the mammoths and war elephants gradually came to a conclusion.
All seven war elephants of the Beacon Territory survived the close-quarters combat and the combined efforts of the thousand-man general, while the orcs' ten mammoths lay scattered and trampled on the desolate ground.
Fengxue swept across the low sky, exhaling a breath of frost that froze the last group of orc infantrymen who were trying to form ranks into ice sculptures.
The elite troops charged around from the side and killed the remaining defenders after several volleys.
The last shouts of battle on the wilderness gradually subsided, replaced by the sound of the wind and sporadic clashes of weapons.
