Milune is a cute girl, not only because she looks cute and talkes, but also because she is a hopelessly cute material control.

But if you think Mirune is a powerless mascot just because she likes critters, you're wrong.

Milune really doesn't like and is not suitable for fighting, especially one-on-one solo fighting, for personality reasons, but also because of professional talent.

However, this does not mean that Mirune is not capable of fighting.

Because she was the strongest balanced druid among Cenarius' men, she dared to laugh at Malfurion's strength as a waste.

Through Milune's communication with critters and the treemen's perception of the Hinterland Forest, Carlos is in control of the actions of the Zandalar trolls.

And all this gave Carlos a sense of confusion that every drink and peck was predestined.

It's true that Hinterland is home to trolls, and it's where I've fought.

At that time, Carlos, who was only fourteen years old, in order to establish his prestige and more importantly, to establish victory, had the opportunity to walk through the mountains and rivers of Hinterland, and the lake of memories was rippling, as if the young madness was just yesterday.

If the Zendarar Trolls' destination is Sinsaro, then there are three paths to choose from, and considering they carry large quantities of supplies, the only path they can really take is ———— Valley Three.

It didn't matter what Valley No. 3 was originally called, it was marked as No. 3 on the combat map of the Alterac army back then, so Carlos was rightfully called it.

It is unrealistic to escort a large amount of goods over the mountains and mountains from the east coast, even if Zandalar has mastered the core technology of trolls, he will not do the stupid thing of opening a road and building a bridge in the rainy mountains, and it is a normal person's choice to take the hard gravel road along the dry river valley.

The No. 3 valley is an excellent ambush location.

Because if you don't cross from there, the trolls need to make a detour of at least a hundred kilometers.

At the moment, Carlos decided that the Zandalar trolls had not yet discovered their existence and would not do such a thankless task.

This gives Carlos a lot of room to operate.

With less than thirty dryads and treants following to protect Carlos, it seems more than enough to keep him safe at the moment, but to defeat more than a thousand Zandalar trolls head-on would be a pipe dream.

To borrow a famous saying———— even if it is a thousand pigs, you can't kill them in three days and three nights.

Therefore, if you want to accomplish this seemingly impossible task, it has become an inevitable option to use the magic of nature.

The tree people have been working tirelessly for two days in a row to renovate the environment.

These elite treants selected by Cenarius and the cute treemen produced under natural conditions are obviously not the same species, not to mention that they can summon their own kind, let alone take root in rocks and break ground. Once rooted, it is also a good hand to install trees, at least Carlos can't tell the difference between trees and tree people.

In this way, at the predetermined ambush site, the number of more than 100 treemen disguised as trees took root on the slopes on both sides of the valley, and as long as the roots were uprooted, the first wave of attacks would be completed by mudslides.

Then, while camouflaging their traces, the dryads were also constantly calming the beasts that were seducing the Sintland beasts, and Milune alone had already fooled five big gooes into joining the camp.

Ahh

And the other laughing sisters also bewitched and controlled a lot of large and medium-sized animals such as timber wolves, bison, and tigers.

At this point, Carlos has a theoretical chance of winning.

As long as the timing of the Treant is good enough, divide the troll queue passing by the ambush site of Valley 3 into two with a mudslide, it is best to bury a part directly, and then use the beast to launch an impact, Carlos can take the opportunity to eat half of Zandalara, and the remaining half will lose the initiative on the battlefield in a panic whether it is holding or fleeing, and with the geographical location of the valley, there is no other way but to retreat. As soon as the morale is lost, the enemy is nothing more than a chicken, a tile, a dog.

And Carlos' purpose in attacking Zendalar was not for the ancient reason of eating, sleeping, and fighting trolls, but to understand what was going on.

Although we know that something is happening, there is no way to clarify the next course of action without exact information.

Moreover, Carlos still has the last confidence ———— the Green Dragon Army.

Statues of the Five Heroes have been erected at the bridgehead of Stormwind City, and the old friends have gone from place to place.

It was also because Furstad was trapped in Draenor with the elite of the Hammer Dwarves that Eagle's Nest Mountain was forced to ask the Alliance for help.

So the Hammer Dwarves don't have to think about it.

Carlos thought so, and so did the trolls.

But the only difference with the trolls is that the trolls ignore the existence of the green dragons, and Carlos knows that Hinterland is home to an entire army of green dragons.

Although the process of Cenarius taking him out of the Emerald Dream is full of weirdness, even if he is not in the name of Cenarius, Carlos still has the qualifications to talk to the green dragon.

Don't forget, the dragons owe Carlos a favor for the red-green-blue beating of their eldest cousin.

So he asked Mirune to help bring a message, and Carlos believed that the green dragon still had to face.

Planning and then acting, this is the difference between the brave and the reckless.

Unfortunately, the preparation was never too good, and Carlos felt that there were more details that could be perfected, and that the Zandalar trolls had arrived.

Some pack beasts that did not belong to the Eastern Kingdoms carried large bags of baggage, and under the drive of the Zandalar trolls, they walked in two columns through the valley.

There are 1,000 people, and on this day, there are 10,000 people, and there is no bound.

A double column of more than a thousand people, a full length of two kilometers, Carlos observed and made a bold decision.

He abandoned his plan to cut off the Zandalar trolls in half, and instead let the Zendalar Velociraptor Knights and the tall, well-armed troll warriors of about two hundred people look awesome in the front line, and motioned for the Treants to launch.

The dirt rolling stones, long since loosened by the roots of the treants, roared down with tremendous kinetic energy, disrupting the Zandalar trolls with an attack without warning.

Unfortunately, this group of Zandalar trolls was not their fellow waste, and the sudden mudslide actually caused no casualties, and all the Zandalar trolls reacted as soon as the upheaval occurred, escaping the impact of the mudslide, and only a few wooden beasts of burden died here.

Carlos spat softly, and with a wave of his hand, the Beast Alliance was launched.

Because only the elite in front of Zandalar was cut off, the formation of the troll team in the second half of Carlos's attack was still very long, and there was already a fight in front, and it was not known what was happening in the back.

At the same time, because the number of trolls to face was much higher than planned, the number of Beast Alliances and Treants was a little insufficient.

Just as Carlos was about to take a deep breath and rush into the enemy line, Milune gave Carlos a big surprise.

Milune, who had been shouting that there would be no bunny to hug her all the way, after a long chant preparation, cast a super-large starfall, teaching the Zendalar trolls why they should "just fight the virtues".

With just one blow, more than three hundred trolls died on the spot, and the pressure on the Treant and Dryad and the Tame Beasts dropped sharply.

You're not Mirune, you're Elune, aren't you?!

Carlos glanced at Mirune with some wariness, and as a result, Mirune's second half of his life was like a fawn, and he fell directly to the ground.

"I'm going to hug the bunny now! Appear! At! Only! Want! ”

Looking at Mirune, who began to spill and sell cuteness because of the loss of strength, Carlos felt that he was thinking too much.