Act XXIII: The Battle of Cynçalo II
Wen Lesa was slightly stunned, and saw that the velociraptor army continued to rush towards Cynsalo in the morning mist, and she immediately reacted, no matter what, this battle will be a very important battle in her life. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
A whistle blew, and the elven rangers on the hillside climbed onto the back of the chocobo and followed Locke's army.
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Dawn had long passed, and the forest troll guards patrolling Sinsaro had also relaxed their vigilance, in the early hours of the morning, this was their weakest time, and whenever this time, their mental power would be reduced to the lowest, which was also the after-effect of the blood god Haka also had to draw their blood.
But these patrolling guards soon regretted it.
Hundreds of velociraptors burst out of the fog, rolling up a puff of smoke and a rain of spears, which caused several patrolling troll soldiers to die on the ground without even snorting. Locke rushes to the front, and the Death Knight gives Locke strong defense and attack power, with the help of dark forces.
Locke managed to resurrect several dead forest trolls.
The villages around Sinsaro were destroyed, leaving only the lonely city.
Cynsaro, built in the late Second War, was built on the ancient troll union site while the Deadwood and Evil Tooth tribes had not returned to Hinterland.
However, this also laid the groundwork for the later conflict of trolls in Hinterland, and when the second war ended, the Deadwood Trolls and Vicious Tooth Trolls who returned to their homeland found out what the Evil Branch Tribe had done, and launched an attack on the Evil Branch Tribe, but the results were obvious.
The Deadwood Trolls and Badtooth Trolls, who had already been crippled in the Second War, were no match for the Evilbranch Tribe who had been recuperating for several years, so the Badtooth Trolls were driven to the seashore, and the Deadwood was scattered to various places.
This war has established the situation in Hinterland, where the situation of the previous centuries of troll tribe division is gone, and it is replaced by the powerful evil branch tribe. Locke was standing in front of Cynsaro today, and behind him was the mighty Velociraptor Knight!
He will be the conqueror, conquering Sinsaro and destroying the faith of Jaka.
Hundreds of trolls sighed with emotion, among them there were deadwood trolls, there were evil branch trolls, these troll warriors who did not believe in Haka, who were oppressed by Haka's followers not long ago, but now they were going to enter the city in a different capacity.
Locke tightened his grip on the reins of the Nightmare Warhorse, and the foundation of his fight against the Scourge was about to be established. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.
He actually knew that something was wrong with his emotions, and he was a little worried about the decision to attack Sinsaro. Surrounded by an unstable ally, Locke felt even more irritated. In order to achieve a quick victory, Locke pressed all his forces on the Cinsalo in front of him.
This was for Locke's dream, to fight the Scourge since he had traveled back in time, to absorb more outcasts when Lordaeron collapsed, and to defeat the Lich King head-on when he traveled to Northrend.
"I'm going to ...... Oppression of sentient beings. Locke murmured softly, in front of him, so many difficulties, so many difficulties and dangers were eliminated in front of Locke, Locke did not believe that Locke would lose this battle.
The breeze blew the armor on Locke's body, and also blew the long silver-white hair on Locke's forehead, although there was no emotional concept of transforming into an undead, but Locke felt refreshed at the moment. The repression of these days has vanished with this wind.
He turned to look at Wen Lesa beside him, "Let an elf urge Cardros to speed up his pace, and then follow me into the city." ”
Wen Lesa was slightly stunned, and then said in surprise: "You are crazy, do you want the cavalry to storm Cincalo." ”
Locke laughed: "Cavalry...... No, every troll is a sturdy warrior, and I will lead the charge. Trust me, the jungle trolls caught off guard in the fog will soon realize that they are no match for the forest trolls in the flesh. ”
The morning mist slowly dispersed, and thousands of rays of sunlight fell from the clouds, reflecting the crimson of this heaven and earth, and the mountains, rivers and trees were all clearly visible.
Several Gulabash throwers, standing on the watchtower, looked dumbfounded at the velociraptor cavalry who seemed to have descended from the heavens.
"Enemy attack!" The sentry tossed his weapon as he beat the brass drum. However, the elven bows were faster than them, and the Battle of Cynçaro began when the slender bow pierced the sentry's throat.
Locke glanced at Wen Lesa beside him: "The elven ranger of the Windranger family, the accuracy is really unparalleled in the world. ”
The Nightmare Warhorse roared, then turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed into the city of Cincaro, and before waiting for the velociraptors behind him, he was the first to raise the blade of pain in his hand, and slashed a famous forest troll to death in front of him.
After the Gulabash clan settled in Sinsaro, the evil branch troll civilians and warriors in the upper area were driven to live in the lower area, which also caused the first layer to be basically forest trolls.
Winlessa was not far behind, the blood of the Windranger family could flow in her body, she quickly climbed on the chocobo, raised the bow in her hand, and said to the rangers behind her: "Warriors of Quel'Salas, cover for the trolls in front of you, and give priority to dealing with the jungle trolls above." ”
Elven rangers, plus a steady stream of troll soldiers rushing out of the forest, even if Locke wanted not to capture the first layer of Sinsaro, it was impossible, Locke's army annihilated a large number of forest trolls in the first layer, which also made the Gulabash clan above feel terrified.
In the middle of the Third War, Fort Riptide launched a campaign in the Hinterland region, which would soon affect the entire Eastern Kingdom.
It even affected the Scourge and finally Azeroth.
Locke is at the center of this maelstrom.
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Looking forward from above Sinsaro, Locke's army could be seen encamped in the first tier, a strong start that scared Mandogir.
The blood-topped trolls have shrunk to the upper Cinsaro area, and under the suppression of Locke's strong forces, many forest trolls who had previously believed in Haka have quietly fled from Cincaro, and the trolls who stick to Cincaro are only the jungle trolls of the Gulabash clan and the priest Hashins of the Evil Branch tribe.
Ironically, not long ago, the stupid trolls wanted to summon the true god of Shadra to Azeroth to settle Hakka's faith, but now the entire Gulabash clan is counting on Shadra's true form.
Mandogir cautiously glanced behind him, where the huge spider, bound in chains, was struggling.
"May the haka bless us." (To be continued.) )