The queen was very upset when she heard that Neptulon had gone to find Tyrande Yufeng.]

[The queen decides to teach the untouchables a lesson, and when you see this letter, Naga's messenger is in the orc's tent to discuss the alliance between the two sides]

[It's all your fault]

[If you agree to my proposal at the time]

[It won't be the consequence now]

————This was the text of the seaweed letter that Tonatiu had received and had given to Santis to see the day before.

The letter looked like it had been sent by Vasqui, though Tonatiu didn't know why she dared to send it to herself.

But if that's true.

Orcs who are temporarily allied with Naga do not have to worry about the threat of the water element and Kadore, and can concentrate on strangling the expeditionary force and the beast legion.

This was very bad for the expeditionary force and Tonatiu, which is why he went directly to Santis.

And the answer that Santis gave him at that time was not to worry.

Tonatiu believed her.

As a result, Naga really turned against the water temporarily, betrayed Tonatyiu, and stood in front of Kadore and the water elementals.

Tonathiu was so angry that he cursed in his heart.

He looked at Santis.

There was no concern on the face of the Sentry General Cadore, and she said, "Instead of worrying about this, it is better to kill more enemies." ”

"You told me not to worry. Then there are other helps. Where's the help? The enemy has begun to surround us. "Tonatiu has been watching the battlefield.

Dominating the home field, the more numerous Beast Blood Coalition forces after the chaos and commotion that was initially attacked.

It may have been premeditated.

Under the command of some orc chieftains and commanders, it has faintly dispersed, surrounding the expeditionary force and the beasts in the middle.

The beasts charged too fiercely, rushing too far ahead, and with the fire burning in the orc camp, they quickly killed in the middle of the camp.

Fearing that the Beast Legion would reveal its fragile reserves and be strangled by the Orcs. The expeditionary force had to press, protecting the beast legion while also following deep into the enemy's ranks.

Now it is almost surrounded by the beast blood alliance, surrounded by enemies, the smell of blood in the glow of fire, and the soldiers are dying every minute.

In the face of Tonatiu's question, Santis, who quickly shot his feather arrow, pulled out the moon blade on his waist in a dashing manner, and looked at Tonatiu with innocent and ethereal eyes:

"Elune didn't tell me where the help would be. He just told me not to worry, that this is a war to be won. ”

Tonatiu's mouth opened silently.

The Troll King wanted to say something to express his indignation and displeasure, but Santis had already patted Hisari, who had been her mount for two days.

"Hisali! Come with me to kill the enemy! For Nodashir, for Elune! ”

"For Elune!" The little druid, who was already full of blood in his body, opened his bear mouth and roared, carrying Santis to the battlefield.

Tonatiu stretched out his hand.

But he couldn't catch Santis and Hisali, who had already entered the enemy group.

Tonatiu rode Zafra, helplessly surrounded by the Titan trolls.

For so long, no orcs and blood trolls have bothered him and the tyrannical dragon queen, and it is because of these loyal and powerful subordinates that they have killed those orcs and blood trolls who dare to approach.

Titan trolls wrapped in thunder, who look dry, skinny, and tall, are all skilled at killing on the battlefield.

Semi-energetic, they are immune to most physical damage, just like elemental creatures.

With the exception of high-level warriors with rage and casters' attacks, these attacks with special energy can only hurt them.

Kezra held a dagger that was long and large for him, and the elven Elder Blade was in the hands of the leader of the Divine Warriors, and he had killed an unknown number of enemies.

This epic weapon, obtained from Sindra, was given to Quezra by Tonatyiu.

In addition to this, Kezra also carried the Nation Breakers on his back.

When he didn't need to fight, Tonatiu generally used Quezra as his sword officer.

It's not that he thinks the countries are too heavy, but that he thinks that being a big guy and having a sword-carrying officer looks hanging!

For example, Tulayan is the sword officer of Lothar, carrying the famous sword of the Brotherhood.

For example, Sargeras, this big guy is even more hanging. His sword bearer is a Titan, Agrama the Avenger!

Such Tonatiu and Titan trolls are too conspicuous on the battlefield.

There are constantly small forces of orcs who are not afraid of death and want to attack them.

He saw Udasta who was fighting alone and was besieged by a large number of orc warriors, and looked a little dangerous.

The God-King patted Zafura and then jumped off him.

"Go help Udasta." He liked Lezan's son very much and didn't want him to die.

In such a chaotic battlefield, the superiority of cavalry was no longer obvious. In highly overlapping battlefields, charge and fight on Zafra to avoid a large number of friendly forces.

Zavra is tired, and he is tired.

It's not like to fight on the ground.

And the dragon of extermination has also come to the head.

The mind-corresponding Lulu is able to support him from the air at any time.

"Your will." Zafra replied softly, then struck in the direction of Udasta.

After Zafra left.

"Here comes the sword!"

The God-King stretched out his hand.

Kzyra quickly handed the Nation Trampler into his hands, and Tonatiu swung his massive blade into the enemy with the Titans, the blade glowing with a magical glow in the light of the fire.

It had come to this point that Tonatiu did not think much about it like Santis.

Killing the enemy is the main theme at the moment.

A strong, tall orc rushed over with a shield in one hand and an axe in the other, and the titan trolls were entangled.

Tonatius slashed hard, splitting the orc's half-chewed skull's shield, the crack cracking through the skull tattoo, and the blade of the Nationbreaker's sword pierced through the poor orc's chest.

"Ah!!h The orc warrior let out the worst wail before he died.

Demon blood orcs are also flesh creatures, and although they have become fearless of death, they will also wail weakly before real death and pain.

The Nation Traders have been put on trial by Tornatyus for too long.

It is made of a special material from Zur, an unknown metal that does not contain a bit of magic, forged by the finest blacksmiths of Zandalara.

It's not the best weapon.

But it's the best weapon for the Troll King.

Under the long-term holding of the god-king, under the constant influence of the materialist aura.

The Nation Breaker is no longer the ordinary weapon it used to be but hard and sharp.

It is now a special weapon.

In a sense, it's an enchanted weapon.

However, it is not magic attached to it, but the aura of materialism that has been infected by the god king for many years.

Not Crusaders, not Arcane Torrents, not Fire Weapons.

It is the power of materialism.

With this sword, the Nation Trampler took the life and blood of this orc warrior.

The souls of the orcs were annihilated, and their strength and courage were consumed by this sword.

From a distance, Tonatiu's golden and silver eyes reflected the light of fire, and his hands wielded the silent and dark Nation Traders, without a single special effect, constantly harvesting the lives of their enemies at every moment.

Even so, there were still countless orcs and blood trolls rushing one after another.

Faced with the life and death of the race, even if it is against him, the orcs and blood trolls will not be easily deterred.