Zumashal's coup d'état took place in the second half of the night.

A small group of humans stormed Zumashal, killing people and setting fire to the troll magnates' quarters, slaying the naked Moss Patriarch and Overseer Morando in the chaos.

If it goes according to plan, it has been a big success.

Well, according to the planned script, it was indeed a big success.

However, plans never change as fast as possible.

"Priest Ilsawens colluded with the humans to murder the Patriarch and the Overseer, surround them, don't let that traitor go!"

When Priest Mihayd appeared at the scene of the chaos with Malika's head in his hand, Ilsavins felt a deep malice from the god of fate.

"Retreat to the altar platform!" Mr. Onetooth looked at the stunned priestess, grabbed her hand, and dragged her away like a dog, fighting and retreating with the human commandos, retreating to the sacrificial platform.

"Hahaha, happy to join His Majesty's special combat team, you will never be lonely!" said the commander of the human squad, after repelling the trolls' menacing first attack.

"Are the Coalition commanders all monsters? I can't laugh at them," Mr. Onetooth gasped.

Connecting the followers of Ilsavins and the remaining human soldiers, less than two hundred were trapped on the altar platform.

"Lord Priest, what shall we do now?" asked Ilsavins' faithful squire Hamill, and the other trolls looked at their priestess.

"I don't know ......"

The sudden change made the priestess Ilsawens completely lose her bearings.

"You must know that everyone is gathered because of you, to say something, to promise anything, that you are a priestess, the current ruler of Zumashal. Mr. Onetooth advised.

"Are you mocking me! Mocking my naivety! Mocking my incompetence!"

Ilsawens suddenly lost control of her feelings. It was an unexpected surprise for everyone.

"That disgusting, disgusting, year-round patriarch is dead, his illegitimate son Morando is dead, victory is at hand, Malika is dead, Mihayd Jedi has turned the tables on the Jews that I never looked at. Hahaha, I can't help it, no, are you happy?" exclaimed Ilsawens to herself.

"Hey, one-toothed dude, what are these troll girls messing with?" the human commander asked curiously, unable to understand the troll's words.

"My concubine is dead. Mr. Lonetooth felt that Ilsawens' emotional breakdown was inexplicable, and casually dealt with the human commander.

"Oh, the troll's emotional world is so complicated. ”

The human commander finished. All the human soldiers burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Hamill asked, puzzled and angry.

"It seems to you that the coup failed, Mikhail became the final victor, you despair, you lose. But in the eyes of humanity, we have succeeded. Mr. Duya explained.

"Success? This place is just such a road, we are trapped to death, and we don't have to attack. As long as the way out is blocked, we will die of thirst and starvation. Success?" Elisawens sarcastically said in a vicious tone.

"The human man you made a pact with died of thirst for Carlos Barov. Duya said calmly.

"The troll executioner?"

The trolls on the altar platform were in a commotion when they heard the name.

"It's a sad thing to be his enemy. But as his friend, it's a lucky thing, just wait, it's not the time to despair. Michal. You take care of the priestess to rest, and Lord Ilsawens is tired. After Mr. Onetooth finished speaking, he added in a whisper in Hamill's ear, "Don't let her do anything stupid." ”

"Women, both human and troll. It's so troublesome, and there's a chance to find an elf to try. "The human commander is watching the excitement in a group, and he is talking unscrupulously.

Overnight, Mihayd consolidated Zumashal's forces, and after daybreak, began to attack the altar platform.

In response to Mihayd's request to speak to Ilsavins, Mister Duya and Hamill reacted in the same way, throwing knives and stones at their disposal.

"What are you doing? this is an opportunity for reconciliation!" cried Ilsawens.

"Woman, don't be stupid, where is the chance of reconciliation. ”

"Priest, now we can only believe that humanity will not abandon their fellow man. ”

Although Mr. Duya and Hamill have different starting points, they make the same judgment.

In the course of a morning, Mihayd's forces launched six attacks, killing more than half of the human troll coalition that retreated to the sacrificial platform.

"You taste this. The human commander handed Mr. Dufang a cigarette roll, "The high-end goods grown in the Arathi Highlands are good for relieving the spirits when tired and nervous. ”

"I'm not nervous. Mr. Onetooth replied.

"But you're tired. The human commander said.

I understood that this human wanted to talk, although Mr. Onetooth didn't like cigarettes, he obediently lit it, and then ......

"Ahem, ahem, ahem. ”

"If you haven't smoked it, slow down for the first time. ”

"Say whatever you want. "Mr. Duya still doesn't understand the human culture of smoking, drinking, and dating.

"How many trolls did you say down there?"

"The entire number of trolls in Zumashar is between three thousand and four thousand, and if you count the men brought by the dead patriarch and those who died in the civil strife last night, there are still about four thousand. ”

Mr. Duya estimated and gave the answer.

"Then how many people does Your Majesty need to bring to get us out? ”

Unable to answer, Onetooth and Vicious Tooth could not answer the question, so they had to remain silent.

"I'll just ask, if you choose to be a soldier, you won't treat yourself as a human being a long time ago, don't you care. Seek solace from a troll, I'm a fool too. The human commander smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Yes, the Carlos Barov I know is a man who values credibility more than life, and who values the lives of his subordinates more than himself, and who can send his men to carry out the mission of nine lives for the victory of the war, but he will never send his men to death. Mr. Duya said firmly.

"Hahaha, to be able to serve such a majesty who has been praised by trolls who have been enemies for generations, there is no regret in the life of the Sprinkle family!" said the human commander.

In a desperate situation, to praise His Majesty Carlos is to boast about himself, and the human commander does not blush at all.

"There's movement outside!" Michal suddenly shouted.

Hearing Hamill's shout, even Ilsawens stood up.

As the highest point of Zumashal, the high platform of worship has a wide natural vision, and the people trapped on it find that the trolls of Zumashal have begun to gather outside the city.

"Your Majesty! This battle is Your Majesty's coming!"

The humans began to cheer.

"Cheer up, Mihayd may also use us as a bargaining chip, our crisis is not over yet. Mr. Onetooth said to the others in lingua franca and troll.

Under the mountain road outside Zumashal, Carlos had a gloomy face, and his unreliable magic communication and positioning made him spend an extra whole day gathering his men, and he was afraid that it would be too late. But only a few elites can keep up, and if you don't take in the lurking soldiers first, Carlos's strength will be insufficient.

When the scattered soldiers were reunited, with the National Knights of the Royal Sect as the backbone, a large army was quickly formed.

An army of 1,600 men blocked the road south of Zumashal, and with more than 2,000 troops to arrive in two days, Carlos was not willing to wait.

Mihayd sent an emissary to ask why the humans were coming and why they wanted to send soldiers to Zumashal.

"I'm only talking to Priest Ilsawens. Carlos said to the messenger.

"Priest Ilsawens has defected, and now as a prisoner, he can't meet with you. The troll messenger replied.

Blush! The rebellion between the trolls can only end with the death penalty, and the prisoner will be imprisoned, there is a play!

Carlos was suddenly reluctant to talk about it again.

"Tell you about that Mihayd priest, there is a group of Union soldiers missing near Zumashal, and we demand to enter the city to search for the missing human soldiers!"

Carlos didn't know why, so he naturally chose such an excuse. (To be continued......)