The arrowheads were all coated in deadly poison. Even if an arrow only grazed an Orc's skin, as long as it drew blood, that Orc was as good as finished on the battlefield. With so many Orcs packed together, aiming was unnecessary.
"Send some shield bearers to protect the Warlocks! Hurry!" the Orc commander cried out the instant the rain of arrows rose into the air. These Orc spellcasters were their last hope of turning defeat into victory. Nothing could be allowed to happen to them.
A slight disturbance rippled through the Orc formation as it adjusted, and muffled grunts sounded intermittently from its ranks beneath the dense rain of arrows.
Although the arrows were densely packed, they achieved little against the prepared Orcs. Only a few dozen Orcs suffered arrow wounds. Surprisingly, however, six Orc Warlocks were caught off guard and died on the spot, pierced by arrows.
The arrows kept raining down. Under their cover, more and more Gryphon Riders gathered beneath the black clouds overhead, dropping countless bombs and incendiary bombs onto the Orc army.
The incendiary bombs ignited vast seas of flame, sending the Orcs scrambling in panic amid endless screams. Most terrifying of all were the giant bombs. Their enormous explosions thundered across the battlefield, raising small mushroom clouds over the troops' positions.
Even heavily armored Orc Shield Warriors specializing in defense could not effectively withstand these giant bombs at close range. Many were blasted into bloody wrecks on the spot. Coupled with the countless arrows lobbed by the Elf Rangers, the tightly ordered Orc formation gradually descended into chaos.
"Our turn! Attack!" Seeing his chance, Shidewa decisively ordered the Raid Team into action.
The fifty High-Class Practitioners of the Raid Team suddenly stopped concealing their presence. Unleashing their full auras, they charged at top