Boom! Boom! Boom!
The continuous and deafening cannon fire, even amidst the intense battlefield, still made the hearts tremble uncontrollably.
The rows of dark magic cannons, with their dazzling red lights, continuously flashed within the black curtain of night.
Right in front of them, the flames suddenly rose up, engulfing the half-orc legion tasked with protecting the right flank of the half-orc army.
The flames quickly spread all around, like a sudden and fierce storm of fire, dangerous and deadly.
Under the fierce flames' devouring, the half-orc soldiers wailed in pain, turning into struggling balls of fire.
Before this, in order to minimize damage from the rain of arrows unleashed by the archer cavalry, the half-orc soldiers had already tightened their formation, hiding behind the heavy infantry.
This clustered formation allowed the magic cannons to maximize their destructive power.