(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, and he couldn't afford to buy the hearts of the army with a lot of material rewards, 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, and many people may still have an impression of Carlos in the Grand Duke Alex. Barov's son. The lucky boy who became the 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 trail was difficult, 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, and although they were no more powerful than more than eight pounders, the advantage was the dense rate of fire. 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 will be handed over 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 was a natural leader, often leading the inferior number of Alliance armies against superior orc armies during his time in the Hillbride Hills. And use interspersed divisions to catch the orcs off guard.

Tulayan's keen instincts and fearless determination often dominate the battlefield in skirmishes, on a hundred-man battlefield like the Second Platform. This open-minded man directly broke through the obstruction of the horse and the sand barrier with an indomitable momentum, and inserted into the defender's formation as if he were opening 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 being a son. The blinded 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, all in one go. From above. 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, and although he hated Morando the Overseer, he couldn't deny that Morando was very good at war, and now he was helpless.

"Hold on!"

After Mikhaid said these two words, he began to cast a spell.

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

"Listen to the voice of the gods! The Ancestors are calling you, warriors, to 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 Three Hallows of Death are complete, and combined with the Ancestral Sacrificial Staff, he can summon a complete form of divine weapons, and at that time, where did he care about the human beings in front of him.

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

"Carlos, there's a big movement up there!" Tulayan, who had completed the second high platform strategy, returned to Carlos and gasped.

"It doesn't matter, take the third highest platform. The war was 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 had already crossed the mountain road and came to the outside of Zumashal. What was heard was Mihayd's wild laughter.

"Silly humans, meet your end!"

Forty-seven mutated trolls five meters tall let out a painful **. Standing up straight from a prostrate position, the glow in his eyes radiated 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 the recovery ability is, it's the head or the chest."

The National Order of the Royal Church is an organization that Carlos has high hopes for, and it is under his tutelage. These non-human killers perfectly responded to the king's expectations, and in the face of the mutant monsters, there was no trace of timidity, and all they discussed was how to kill the enemy.

Fear is contagious, and so is courage.

When Carlos rode his war horse step by step on Zumashal. What you see is the heroic posture of the human warriors in the face of monsters.

"It's useless, the god warrior is immortal and 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 the army to attack us, you can rely on these monsters to defeat us when your foothold is not stable, is your brain not good?" Carlos didn'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 listened to the order, and now the command of the army is temporarily ordered by General Tulayan, do you understand? ”

"Yes!"

"Can you do it?" Tulayan asked.

"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.

"Aren't any of these trolls going to war? With these monsters pressing the formation, we only need to rush up to more than five hundred trolls, we are uncomfortable, they actually let Carlos happily fight monsters, and the others just look at it like us......" Tulayan couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help but taunt.

"It can't be! The Spirit Samurai is invincible! Mihayd also discovered that his biggest hole card didn't seem to work so well. Men of Zumashal, rush forward and destroy the enemy! ”

"Lord Tulayan, can you stop gossiping on the battlefield. The trolls are in the army. "Aslan. Qi An glanced at Tulayan speechlessly.

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

"Your Majesty ...... there"

"Execute the order."

"Yes."

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

Tulayan sighed. The frontal battlefield is crowded with more than 500 human warriors, and they are all high-level combat power, and there is already a suspicion of wasting manpower, and they are still increasing their troops? Can it be placed?

War is not a game, the requirements for individual combat space are different for the painless type of battle, and the monster battle like the god warrior is head-on, the larger the movement space, the better, and the more people let the god warrior kill seven with one punch?

Seeing that more and more of the gods and warriors were 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 could not turn the tide of the battle at all.

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

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

"You female watch who has taken refuge in humanity!" Mihayd yelled viciously.

"Nonsense! If you hadn't kidnapped humans, Zumashar wouldn't have been attacked by humans! "After Elisawens regained her advantage, her IQ was also on the line, and she hit the palladium and bit back with her mouth open.

"Stupid. Hahahaha. "Mihayd suddenly found something in his favor.

That is, Ilsawens was too close to her, and even though the Ancestral Staff was already able to sense the call of the Three Hallows of Death.

"Power, status. It's all an appendage 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 Trillows, gradually grew larger, then slowly shrunk, and finally became more than three meters tall. A strong troll whose muscles exude explosive deterrence all over his body.

"Death, King of men!" Mikhaid said viciously, and then swept away all the 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. The wings of 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 heavily, but was steadily caught by the Giant of 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.

"Little god of the mortal world, 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 and immortal!" Mikhaid said this weakly, but the injuries were too severe, and it would take time to heal the wounds.

"Say cruel things 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 can't completely destroy and destroy my body, I will eventually be resurrected." Mihayd, who was angry, was still talking harshly.

"I've finally decided on one thing." Carlos looked at Mikhail'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 a terrifying roar in Troll language.

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