(2-in-1 pretending to force a large chapter)

Without giving Zumashal's trolls much time to think about it, Carlos ordered the soldiers to start singing military songs.

"Don't Cry for Me, Alterac"

When the Alliance Calls

"My Home is in Hillbride"

《HELLSING》

"The Light Blesses Humanity"

After the five songs were sung, the army's heart was like fire and the momentum was like a mountain.

"Give the trolls an ultimatum and give them time for another song. ”

Carlos made a decision.

"And what are you going to sing?"

Tulayan didn't expect that there were so many military songs in Alterac's army, and it seemed that the main forces of the alliance would only kneel down on one knee to pray or pat each other's shoulders before the decisive battle.

But looking at the scorching fighting spirit of the soldiers around him, like the red-hot coals, Tulayan felt that he had learned another hand.

"Since we have given the other side time to sing, let's take a lead. Aslan, "THEMASS" preparation. Carlos showed the trolls his crocodile tears.

Change is impermanent, surplus and deficiency alternate

Abominable life

Intertwine suffering and happiness

Intertwining happiness and suffering

Regardless of poverty and wealth, the wheel of fortune

Divine Holy Holy Holy Order

Divine blessings

Divine blessings

Divine, holy, holy, holy, divinely blessed

Divine blessings

My health and virtue were destroyed by fate

Exhausted with will, eternally exhausted

Just now, don't delay to pluck the strings

Divine, holy, holy, holy, divine

Divine blessing, divine blessing

Divine, holy, holy, holy, divinely blessed

Divine blessings

Divine, holy, holy, holy, divinely blessed

Divine blessings

My health and virtue were destroyed by fate

My mind is tired, and I am forever exhausted

Just now, don't delay to pluck the strings

Divine, holy, holy, holy, divine

Divine blessings

Divine blessings

Divine, holy, holy, holy, divinely blessed

Divine blessings

Just now, don't delay to pluck the strings

Because fate has also been crushed by fate, and all the pain must be eliminated.

Carlos had only been king for a few months, and the war ahead was tight. He couldn't take a lot of material rewards to buy the hearts of the army, so he could only start from the spiritual level.

A large number of magnificent or passionate military songs were sung in the kingdom of Alterac under the prestige of Carlos.

The people are sensual. Many people may still remember Carlos as the son of Grand Duke Alex Barov, the lucky boy who became king. But under the influence of the song, everyone had a feeling - this is a king who fights for the people, this is a hero!

Although I don't know what kind of heroic method His Majesty Carlos is, this song sounds very heroic!

Even ordinary people have this understanding, let alone the soldiers who themselves have a crush on Carlos.

After a hymn-like military song was sung, the troll's envoy had just returned to Mikhaild.

"Attack!"

Carlos gave the military order.

"......" Tulayan was completely speechless. Where is this to discuss the law, the purpose of singing is simply to buy time for the deployment of troops, right?

The mountain trail is difficult to navigate. But under the bombardment of exploding arrows, the trolls didn't even have to push the rolling stones. Because the completely inaccurate burst arrow landed with a bang, exploding a piece of rolling stone.

Carlos didn't have much stock with him, just over 400 bursting arrows. Although the power is not comparable to that of a heavy cannon of more than eight pounds. But the advantage lies in the dense rate of fire, and ordinary artillery does not have the power of 400 rounds in a minute.

The members of the Knights of the Kingdom of the King's Sect, supported by the Burst Arrows, completed the first round of charge, capturing the first corner platform of the zigzag mountain road.

"Advance!"

Carlos gave the order, and the army began to advance.

"Carlos, let me go!"

Tulayan saw that his blood was boiling and he took the initiative to ask for his life.

"The second platform is up to you. ”

Carlos agreed to Tulayan's entry into battle, and arranged for the archers to suppress the troll archers and spearthrowers on the third highest platform.

Tulayan has a natural leadership temperament. When he was in the Hillbride Hills, he often led the inferior number of alliance armies to attack the superior number of orc armies, and used interspersed divisions to catch the orcs off guard.

Tulayan's keen instincts and fearless determination often dominate the battlefield in skirmishes. On a battlefield with a scale of 100 people like the second platform, this open-minded man directly broke through the obstruction of the horse rejection and the sand barrier with his indomitable momentum, and inserted into the defender's formation like a matchless.

As the trolls tried to surround him with their spears, Tulayan used the Wings of Light, which he had recently mastered, leapt high and fell, blinding all enemies within a radius of two hundred yards.

"It's worthy of his own son, and the blind light has been comprehended......" Carlos muttered quietly.

"Your Majesty, the troll pitcher on the third platform has been suppressed by us, what now?" Aslan Qi'an asked.

"Attack, there is no suspense on the second high platform, go up in one go. Carlos replied accurately.

The originally rugged mountain road was a nightmare for all attackers. But Carlos exhausted his means, all his hole cards were out, and his shameless bullying tactics rushed to the second highest platform in one go.

Beyond the third platform, Zumashal, the trolls did not set up any fortifications on the outskirts of the city at all, and once the third platform was lost, it would be declared that the moss trolls were finished.

"Despicable human!"

Mikhaid didn't expect that the human offensive would be so fierce that he was completely caught off guard.

Mihayd was only a priest after all, though he hated the Overseer Morandot as well. But it is undeniable that Morandor is very good at fighting, and now he is helpless.

"Hold on!"

Mihayd said these two words. Start casting.

Although there is no bonus of the ancestral altar, Mihayd, who is in power, has obtained the ancestor sacrifice staff and the sacrificial vessel of the dead sacrifice Sima Rika, plus his own sacrificial vessel, which is enough to make a god warrior.

"Listen to the voice of the gods! the ancestors are calling you, warriors, fight for Zumashal!"

During the prayer, Mihayd felt that he had made a mistake not to kill the little slut of Ilsawens first. If the Death Triad is complete, combined with the Ancestral Sacrifice Staff, you can summon a complete form of divine weapons. At that time, who cared about the human beings in front of them.

At the beckoning of the troll priest Mihayd, the Ancestral Staff emitted strong energy fluctuations that were absorbed by the surrounding trolls.

"Carlos, there seems to be a big movement up there!" Tulayan, who had completed the second high platform strategy, returned to Carlos. Panting.

"It doesn't matter. Capture the third highest platform, and the war is over. Of course, Carlos felt a strong fluctuation from the top of his head, but Carlos, as a king, had a different thinking circuit than Carlos as a warrior.

If you want to be completely defeated, you must be crushed in your strongest state, and after the death of your strongest, you will be trampled directly from arrogance to despair, and all your hope will be obliterated.

That's what a conqueror should do.

Because Mihayd's energy was focused on the séance, the trolls of the third highest platform were quickly slaughtered.

When the vanguard of humanity has rushed across the mountain road. When he came to Zumashal, he heard Mihayd's wild laughter.

"Stupid humans. Welcome your end!"

Forty-seven five-meter-tall mutant trolls let out painful ** and stood up straight from their prostrate posture, the glow in their eyes radiating madness and despair.

"What kind of monster is this?"

"I don't know, but with such a big person, agility shouldn't work, right?"

"I don't know how well I can recover, but it's my head or my chest. ”

The National Knights of the Royal Sect is an organization that Carlos has high hopes for, and under his tutelage, these non-human killers perfectly respond to the king's expectations, facing the mutant monsters, without a trace of timidity, discussing how to kill the enemy.

Fear is contagious, and so is courage.

When Carlos rode his horse step by step on Zumashal, he saw the heroic posture of the human warriors in the face of monsters.

"It's useless, the gods and warriors are immortal! give up, lowly human!"

Mihayd shouted arrogantly.

If you don't learn the Blood-Burning Spear, you're embarrassed to be called a god warrior?

"This fool, if you don't mobilize a large army to attack us, you can rely on these monsters to defeat us, isn't your brain right?" Carlos couldn't understand and turned to Tulayan.

"But these monsters are so strong in their recovery ability, the warriors can't stand it. "Tulayan is not as optimistic as Carlos.

"Then let me move. The soldiers obeyed the order, and now the command of the army is temporarily ordered by General Tulayan, do you understand?"

"Yes!"

"Can you do it?" asked Tulayan.

"How can a man say he can't!"

Carlos threw down such a sentence, turned over and dismounted, clenched his Aojin axe, and leaped from small steps to high-speed charges, cutting into the battlefield.

What should I do with undead and recovery monsters?

Cut, cut to death, you recover once I cut once, cut into minced pieces and crushed into slag.

Where did immortality come from!

Although the strengthened trolls are known as god warriors, they are larger, more resilient, and experienced in theory, and Carlos has read countless monsters, and soon discovered the weaknesses of these god warriors - penetrating injuries and slash injuries recover quickly, but the speed of regeneration of severed limbs is much slower, and after the regeneration of severed limbs, the size will be reduced.

"Cut them all into sticks!"

In front of the Royal Sect National Knights, who are becoming more and more frenzied, even the gods and warriors will only be destroyed.

As the gods and warriors grew smaller and smaller, the first alienated troll, whose wounds could not keep up with the rate of regeneration, were cut into seventeen or eighteen pieces by humans.

"None of these trolls can fight? With these monsters pressing the formation, we only need to rush up to more than five hundred trolls, and we are uncomfortable, they actually let Carlos fight monsters happily, and the others just look at it like us...... "Tulayan really can't stand it. I couldn't help but taunt.

"This can't be! Spirit warriors are invincible!" Mikhaid also noticed that his biggest hole card didn't seem to work so well. "Sons of Zumashhar, rush forward and destroy the enemy!"

"Lord Tulayan. Can you stop gossiping on the battlefield, the trolls are out on the road. Aslan Qi'an gave Tulayan a speechless look.

"Aha, this is an accident, don't care, give the order, and divide four hundred people to outflank from the left and right sides. "Tulayan gave the order.

"Your Majesty ...... there"

"Execute the command. ”

"Yes. ”

Carlos, these men of yours still don't need to exercise.

Tulayan sighed. The frontal battlefield was crowded with more than 500 human warriors, and they were all high-level combat power, and there was already a suspicion of wasting manpower. Can you still increase the troops?

War is not a game, and the requirements for individual combat space are different for the painless type of battle, and the frontal and god warriors are monsters, and the larger the movement space, the better. Is there too many people to let the god warrior kill seven with one punch?

Seeing that more and more gods and warriors are falling. The troll priest Mikhaid panicked, and the ordinary trolls who rushed into the battlefield were far inferior to human soldiers in terms of training and equipment, and they couldn't turn the tide of the battle at all.

And the riots in the city of Zumashal gave Mihayd a bad premonition.

"I'm Ilsavins, Mikhaid murdered the Patriarch, the Overseer, and the Priest of Malica, people, don't trust this traitor anymore!" the priestess appeared behind Mihaid, surrounded by a group of trolls with a strip of white cloth tied to their left arm.

"You smash your watch with a human being!" Mihayd yelled viciously.

"Nonsense! If you didn't kidnap humans, Zumashar wouldn't have been attacked by humans!" Ilsawens' IQ also went online after regaining the upper hand. Hit a palladium and bite back, that is an open mouth.

"Stupid, hahahaha. "Mihayd suddenly found something in his favor.

That is, Ilsawens was too close to herself. Even though the Ancestral Staff was able to sense the call of the Three Hallows of Death.

"Power, status, are all accessories of power, why don't you understand!"

Mikhaid raised the Ancestral Staff in the air, and then thrust the tip of the staff into his heart.

"No!"

Ilsawens, who noticed the rapid loss of power, let out a wail and finally collapsed to the ground.

Mihayd's body, which had absorbed all the power of the Death Triple Hallows, gradually grew larger, then slowly shrunk again, and finally became a strong troll more than three meters tall with explosive deterrent muscles all over his body.

"Death, King of men!" said Mihayd viciously, and swept away all obstacles that stood in his way. Whether trolls or humans.

"Where do you get your confidence!"

Carlos spotted Mihairo rushing over, speaking disdainful words in his mouth, and he didn't dare to be careless in his hands, and the wings of holy light behind him twisted and entangled, gradually merging into one.

"EulerOlaOla

With the appearance of the Holy Light Giant, who did not know how to make a sound, Carlos used the strongest Holy Light Technique currently on the continent of Azeroth for the second time.

"What the hell is this!" Tulayan was completely stunned, the Holy Light could still be used like this!

"Die!" Mihayd threw his fists hard, but was caught by the giant of the Light.

Rumble~~~~~~~

The sonic boom of the two fists silenced the entire battlefield, and the trolls and human soldiers who were still fighting one moment ago focused their attention on Carlos and Mihayd.

Discovering that the deified Mikhaid did not have an overwhelming advantage in strength, Carlos knew that he had forced himself to pretend to be stable.

"Mortal little god, you have done your best. ”

After Carlos finished speaking, he deliberately posed in slow motion.

Mikhail's difference was to find that the power of the light monster that caught his fists was not below him, and it was extremely difficult for him to withdraw his fists.

And Carlos, who was sandwiched between the Holy Light Giant and Mihayd, posed well, accumulating strength for a long time, and didn't come up with any more handsome lines, he was so angry and angry, such a good opportunity to pretend to be forced was missed like this?

"May you be born in the next life in the land of the light, EIMEN!"

As Carlos finished speaking, the Auguin axe slashed mercilessly, splitting Mihayd from his left shoulder all the way to his abdomen.

The Giant of Light let go of his fists and stood quietly behind Carlos.

"Hahahaha, the god warrior is immortal!" Mihayd said weakly, but the injury was too severe, and it would take time to heal the wounds.

"Say cruel words when you have the upper hand. ”

Carlos thrust his Ogin axe into the ground, and the Giant of Light floated behind Mihayd's back.

Carlos and the Giant of Light posed at the same time.

"Double!"

"EulerOlaOla

"EulerOlaOla

Smashed Mihayd with a fist containing the power of holy light, and for a full minute, Eula Ula did not give Mihayd, the god warrior who integrated the Three Hallows of Death, a chance to pretend to be handsome.

"No, it's useless, as long as you don't completely destroy and destroy my body, I will eventually be resurrected. Mikhail, who was so angry, was still talking harshly.

"I've finally been sure of one thing. Carlos looked at Mihayd's puzzled eyes and said to himself, "You don't know how to fight at all, and you're not even a qualified fighter." ”

Taking a few steps back and retrieving his Auguin axe, Carlos raised his weapon high and shouted, "Alterac!"

The Giant of Light soared into the sky and fell into a blazing axe of Light, turning Mihayd to ashes amid his screams.

"It's not handsome, you still have to prepare a big sword. Carlos muttered quietly, then looked around the battlefield and let out an earth-shattering roar in the troll language.

"Who else!" (To be continued......)