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According to a rough estimate, Cynsarone, the trolls of the Evil Branch cobbled together an army of about 20,000 people, including the Deadwood Trolls.

A bunch of rubbish.

This is what the Moss Trolls think of Cinchero's defenses.

Having seen the fertiveness of the Orcs and the tenacity of the Alliance, the Tustin Gou could no longer be intimidated, let alone excited, by the childlike battle.

Although he had doubts about Lutheran King's request to storm the gate of Cinczaro, Gotakin had no doubts about the battle itself.

The two-month-long siege has been effective, and it looks like it's working pretty well.

At least when the Tustingou mercenaries began to storm, the bows and arrows on the walls were mundane and did not pose a threat at all.

Of course, it may not be that the long siege has weakened the morale of the Cinchero defenders, but that the Tustin Gou are strong and sharp.

This is one of the reasons why Lutheran King had to deal with Gotakien.

Although Tustin served the Barov family, it was not a regular army of Alterac, but a mercenary regiment, mercenaries who took money to do things.

So this made it easier for the Grand Duke Regent of Alterac to enslave the trolls, while also bypassing some hierarchical barriers.

For example, equipment.

Originally, the best equipment in the alliance could not have been given to Tustin Gou and to trolls.

But because it was a mercenary group and the master of doing things with money, the Tustin Gou, with the help of some royal merchants in Alterac, obtained a large amount of "obsolete" armaments from Stratholme.

One set today, one set tomorrow, and in the long years, the number of people has been rising and falling on the line of 2,000, and the Tustingou has become a heavy army.

With the fangs of the Cinsalo trolls, why did they pierce the steel-covered body of the Tastingou?

So if you want to use Tustin for me, you have to die.

The better Tuttin Got played on the battlefield, the more determined Lutheran King's ideas became.

"Damn? Where is the artillery suppression? Is the difficult road Deggin counting on us to climb the city walls? ”

After completing the removal of obstacles in front of the city gate, Tstingou waited left and right, and could not wait for the follow-up artillery troops, and doubts and dissatisfaction spread in Gou Takin's heart.

"Send someone to inquire about the situation."

After arranging for his men to leave, Gotakin looked up at the tall walls of Sinsaro.

"So what do we do next?"

When the other subordinates asked, Gotakin was silent.

Because he didn't know what to do either.

That's not how the war is fought.

But he couldn't show his confusion.

Because he is the leader, the leader can cry and be weak behind his back, but as long as he stands in the foreground, he must shine brightly.

"Wait another quarter of an hour, the artillery will not come up, and we will attack directly. Let Lutheran King see how good Tustingou is. ”

Gotakin's decision was not a good military judgment, but it saved his life.

The deputy, who had already betrayed him, silently put away the blade smeared with poison.

Because Lutheran King gave him the order to kill Gotakin whenever he retreated.

Commander, don't blame it, everything is for the glory of the ancestors.

If you find a suitable excuse for your betrayal, your inner wavering will be lighter.

The glory of the trolls, the glory of the ancestors, the glory of the past, these things are too easy to deceive.

The whole Tustin Gou doesn't know how many people have been bought by Luther King, and Gou Takin still looks like he's still in the dark.

Assault comes at a cost.

Cincalo's defenders didn't have the guts to fight the Tin Cans of Tustingou, and they dared to push the ladder on the ramparts.

A quarter of an hour later, Gotakin ordered the siege of the city.

After trying to blow up the gates with a small number of explosive packets, Gotakin gave up on that delusion.

Let's be honest.

The difference in combat power was so great that after paying hundreds of casualties, the first warrior of Tustingo stepped on the first level of the walls of Cincaro with both feet.

Cynsaro is a city built on a hill, with a bit of the flavor of Honkoyama Castle during the Warring States period of Japan, with a full five-story wall dividing the city into five rings.

As more and more Tustingo poured onto the city wall, the number of Cinchero defenders on the first layer of the wall became smaller and smaller, but the Tassingo slowly lowered their arms and looked at Cincaro in confusion.

What is it?

Standing outside the city, the view is blocked by the first layer of the wall, and it is impossible to see. Just stormed the city wall, based on the battle, attention was not on this side, did not find.

By the time I noticed it, my heart was already cold.

Seeing that the city wall had been captured, Gou Tajin stepped on the ladder to climb the city wall, and then ......

"Betrayer! Traitor! ”

On the platform of the second wall, Ludkin was talking with the patriarch of the Evil Branch Clan, and the banner of the Evil Moss Clan and the banner of the Evil Branch Clan complemented each other, and there was a familiar banner that Gotakin couldn't remember for a while.

Seeing from a distance that Gotakin had also climbed the city wall, the condescending Lutheran King waved his hand, and the moss trolls who had already secretly entered Cincaro swarmed out, walked out of the house in Cincaro and attacked the city gate in reverse.

"Hurry ......"

Gotakin turned his head and found that the artillery that he couldn't wait for had been erected outside the city, and the target was the city wall where he was.

Tustingou, who had not yet reached the wall, was surrounded by a large army and trapped in the open ground outside the city gate.

"Premeditated, Lutheran King premeditated!"

Outside the city gate, Gotakin's deputy commander was trying his best to calm the restless Tustin Go, and on the city wall, more than 300 members of the stormtroopers looked at their commander in confusion.

"Gotakin, recognize the reality, humans are not friends with trolls, but High Elves, lackeys of Silvermoon City. Trolls can only regain their former glory on their own, as well as their compatriots in Zandalara. Bow down to your king, and I will forgive you for your sins. ”

With the help of Priest Zandalara, Lutheran King shouted clearly to Gotakin from a distance of several hundred meters.

However, Gotakin was untouched by Lutheran King's words, but was moved to tears by his actions.

"What have you done? It took us more than a decade and so much to get a pass to peace, and you're going to ruin it all? Do you know the cost of doing this? There will never be a second person who will believe in trolls, you have nailed us all to the pillar of shame of treachery, you have made trolls shameless people who do not keep their word! You toothless slut!! ”

Suddenly, a spear stabbed into the back of Gotakin's heart, but Gotakin held it sideways, broke the shaft, and threw the broken spear to the ground with his backhand, Gotakin looked back at the warrior behind him in despair.

The assassin had been wiped on the neck of the warrior who was still finally Gotaki, but he was in a Jedi, and he was a zealot bewitched by Lutheran King's troll glory.

What can he, Gotaki, do?

"Commander, break through! Meet up with the brothers below, this waste can't stop us! ”

It was suggested that way.

But Lutheran King turned against him, and there was still a place for Tustin in the world.

Gotakin lost his mind.

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