In the end, Zulkin failed to convince these leaders as before, and the men with all their hearts had secretly made up their minds to find an opportunity to evacuate this land of right and wrong, and the glory of the Amani Empire, the great revival of the trolls, none of which mattered to the survival of the tribe or their own status and power.

Karl has almost seen the Troll Coalition fall apart, and in that case, let me add another fire to you.

He explained what he had seen to Sylvanas and Onexia, and then laid out his plan.

"We send a part of the elite troops, identify a tribe to fight to the death, until they can no longer bear such losses, they will naturally retreat in order to preserve their strength, and as long as one tribe takes the lead, the other tribes will naturally not be stupid to continue to fight us."

"Sounds pretty good." Sylvanas touched her chin at the tip of her jaw, "You need His Majesty's support to do so." ”

Karl understood what she meant, although Sylvanas is now the Ranger General of Silvermoon City, he must also inform the king of the approval of such a combat operation on his own initiative.

"It's not a problem!"

Karl believed that the old fox of the king would not fail to understand the point.

The fact is just as Carl expected, after the king listened to Karl's suggestion, he just thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, Karl also saw His Royal Highness the Prince with a kind face, polite and polite, although it was only a brief introduction, but Karl is still more optimistic about the current Royal Highness Prince, at least in His Royal Highness the Prince, there is no arrogance of those mages and nobles in the council. Karl believed that if Quel'Salas had not been hit with a series of fatal blows in the future, His Royal Highness would have become a king as great as his father.

The elite commando team was quickly prepared, led by Lotherma, who had been in the sight of the king and council who had been frequent lately, and the king had given the Ranger Commander the task of storming the troll clan.

The elves' initiative to attack surprised both the orcs and the trolls, but then they were pleasantly surprised, they had been attacking Silvermoon City for more than half a month, but there was no progress, and the morale had fallen to the lowest, and now the elves had taken the initiative to run out of the turtle shell without knowing whether they were alive or dead, and the trolls and orcs felt a burst of excitement.

They roared and waved their weapons to meet them, and Lotharma himself led the army to the front, a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, what a rabble.

Drawing the long sword at his waist, he lightly dodged the axe that the troll had chopped in, and the axe slashed unabated, slashing hard at the ground, splashing countless pieces of mud. Lotherma had already gone around to the troll's side, the sword in his hand stabbed the troll's neck like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, the troll didn't have time to dodge, the sword had passed through his throat, he tried to cover the wound with both hands to prevent the blood from flowing out, but to no avail, his eyes gradually darkened, and his strength was rapidly lost, and then he collapsed to the ground and never woke up again.

This group of elven soldiers are specially selected, the combat effectiveness is very strong, coupled with the assistance of the mages on the city wall, the elves are like a bamboo, Lotherma remembered the king's order, and always chased a tribe to bite hard, in the battlefield to distinguish which tribe the trolls belong to is also very simple, they are similar to the clans of the tribe, have their own special signs and flags.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or fate, Lothama was targeting the Evil Branch Clan, and the new clan leader Wells jumped to his feet in anger, and he tried to retreat the soldiers in spite of Zulkin's law enforcement team several times, but he held back again and again, he couldn't give Zulkin an excuse to deal with him.

Fortunately, the orc dragon knights quickly arrived, and the elves also evacuated back to the city with interest. Only Wells looked at the casualties in one place, his face full of gloom and grief, glared fiercely at a few other tribal commanders, and turned away without looking back.

Carl noticed the guy's expression

"With Lothmar continuing to attack like this, we are one step away from victory. Hey! ”

On the other side, Zuluhid, the temporary commander of the orcs in Silvermoon City, was surprised by the elves' initiative, and as soon as the dragons appeared, the elves retreated into the city. Zuluhid spat at the ground, what a bunch of cowardly fellows, can't you go out of the city and fight the tribe in the open? He was already suffocating his internal injuries.

"Chief!" Moghall lifted the curtain and walked in, "The Great Chief has sent a messenger. ”

"What?!" The Dragonmaw Chief stood up as if the Great Chief had already arrived in front of him, "Let the messenger in!" ”

A blackstone orc dressed in black elite plate armor equipment walked up, and Zuluhid had a vague impression that he often seemed to follow the guards of the Great Chief.

"Does the Great Chief have any orders?"

Zuluhid asked impatiently, he was already bored with the fighting here, and he wanted to follow the Great Chief instead of watching the red dragons play fireworks here every day.

"The Great Chief told you to give up the battle here, and lead your clan south to join the Great Chief, and the attack on the human royal city requires the assistance of the Red Dragon, where there will be no magical protection like the elves." The order of the Great Chief was expressed very clearly by the messenger.

"Great!" Zuluhid almost jumped for joy, "I've long wished I could fight with the Great Chief, these cowardly elves only know that they are cowered in their shells, and they are simply not worthy of the enemies of our great orcs. ”

As for what to do with the trolls after they left, Zuluhid didn't even have a shadow of the trolls in his head, he understood the thoughts of the Great Chief, these trolls were just forced to find a temporary ally because the orc soldiers could not be replenished in time, even if they broke through Silvermoon City, when the orcs solved the humans, the wise Great Chief would never let these guys who would only hide in the forest and survive occupy this rich land, only the great orcs were worthy of her.

"Moghall," he instructed his assistant, "tell our children that we don't have to stay here every day and waste our saliva with those elven girls who are as bold as chickens, and let them pack everything up, and we will go south to join the Great Chieftain and take the royal city of the humans, and this land will belong to us orcs." ”

"Yes, my chief!"

Moghall saluted the Dragonmaw Chieftain and turned and walked out.

Zulushid calmed down the excitement in his heart, but suddenly, he seemed to remember something again, yes.

"Gul'dan has already led his troops to join the Great Chief, and you didn't run into them on the way?"

The messenger looked at Zurushid, who was a close confidant of Orgrim, and naturally knew how wary the Great Chief was of Guldan, and his face changed when he heard Zulushid's question.

"The Great Chief sent me a few days ago before he arrived in the royal city, but he didn't order Gul'dan to join the High Chief before......"

He didn't say any more, Zulushid's face changed greatly, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, hooked the leg of the chair on the ground, and sat down on the chair, the sweat of the bucket continued to rise from his forehead, and then slid all the way down his pale face, falling to the ground, making a ticking sound.

"Yes...... Can...... That's true...... Indeed, it is the chief's guard. He remembered the chief's messenger many days ago, dressed almost the same as the one in front of him, and he also remembered that he was also a guard who followed the chief chief.

"It's him...... He said...... Say big...... Chieftain ...... Command Gul'dan, with ...... Take his army of warlocks and ogres to join the Great Chieftain and concentrate on taking the royal city of humanity in one fell swoop. ”

As if to understand that no matter how much he regretted it now, Zuluhid simply gave up the treatment and spoke fluently.

The messenger shook his head, although he was a close confidant of the Great Chief, his position was not high, and he had no right to accuse Zuluhid of dereliction of duty, everything was up to the Great Chief to decide.

"You must have your dragon knight go and inform the Great Chief of the news right away!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Awakened by a word, Zuluhid nodded gratefully to the messenger like a man in water, and then he opened the curtain and rushed out, without hesitation.