Zurman led the army to be stationed on the third floor of Sinsaro, in this position, you can clearly observe the distribution of Locke's army stationed below, as well as the rationing of personnel, the dense army of trolls made Zulman feel terror, and this is also the first time that this strong troll has felt the psychology of fear. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the first layer, the Deadwood Trolls, with the cooperation of the Elven Ranger, launched an attack on the remnants of the Bloodtop Trolls on the second layer, and the throwing weapons of the cheats killed a large number of tigers and Bloodtop Trolls, which made the Deadwood Trolls even more excited, after all, there were no casualties, and there were not many things that could kill and injure a large number of enemy troops.

The velociraptor knights gathered around the brazier and carefully examined the second layer of the blood-topped trolls, but it seemed that the intention of these trolls was to wait for someone's order, or to find the period when the second-layer blood-topped trolls were weak.

Zurman never imagined that one day, Locke would actually be able to integrate the troll tribe to form a powerful tribe, and these trolls would also learn the powerful organizational power of humans, a troll army that could completely obey their commanders.

The thought of it would have made Zurman's scalp tingle, but he soon discovered something that shocked him even more, and that was the looming presence of a troll berserk in the forest.

Troll Berserker, used to be one of the core combat power of the Troll Empire, but due to the passing of the Ancient War, this kind of strong Troll Berserker only exists in a few tribes, and most of them have disappeared into the sea of clouds of history.

But right now, Locke was able to recreate the Troll Berserker, which has to be said to have made Zulman feel a little blessed.

But the fire of jealousy in his heart burned more and more: "That sword...... The artifact that once called on trolls was once mine, and the Great Chief of the Deadwood Tribe also belonged to me...... This man took everything from me. ”

Zulman looked down at the figure and saw only an elven ranger using the bow and arrow in his hand, constantly harvesting the head of the blood-topped troll, this windranger named Winlessa, who was once a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh of Cincaro, but for a while, this woman once left Hinterland to make the trolls in Cynsalo cheer.

But now the Winlessa is back, and when she pulls the bowstring, she can strike fear into the trolls.

The Windranger named Winlessa had caused a lot of casualties to the trolls near Cynsalo, and at the time Winlessa was little more than the commander of the Elven Ranger near Queldani's Hut, but now the Elf had a large army.

After the elven archers taught the troll throwers how to throw, they quickly gathered under the command of Wen Lesa, they formed a formation commonly used by archers, and vented their bows to the blood-topped trolls below, but for a short time, those blood-topped trolls who were strictly ordered to attack suffered heavy losses.

The war was still going on, and Zulman had sent soldiers to inform Mandokir above. At this time, Mandukir was debugging the matter of the blood sacrifice above, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the unimportant battle situation below, when he heard the news, he said lightly: "Isn't there still our high priest?" It doesn't matter, let them continue to hold the second layer. ”

Mandokir is actually the supreme commander of Sinsaro, the former chief of the Blood-Crowned Trolls, who has now become the most loyal lackey of the Gullabash Clan, once heard by the Blood-Crowned Troll squire, Mandogir once declared, "He will give his soul to Haka and give his body to Jindu." ”

The jungle trolls who believe in Haka of course obey the orders of the Supreme Commander Mandokir, because Mandokir is the chosen one chosen by Haka and the most powerful troll warrior of this era.

Mandokiel ignored the defeat of the battle below, as long as he could hold the upper districts of Cincaro, and the lower districts where the people lived could be ignored, in his opinion, the useless cities and buildings below were insignificant. In his opinion, it is the one that determines the course of this war.

It is the power of the gods.

Undoubtedly, Haka is the most powerful demigod, and those indigenous gods who unite in everything are no match for Haka. And the object of this corroboration is under the chains in the center of the altar.

Shadra.

Shadra's High Priest Maro had already told Mandokir that it wouldn't be long before Shadra, who had been resisting Haka's divine power, would completely lose his mind and become Haka's loyal servant, as well as Zur Grab's most powerful help.

A demigod, thinking of this, Mandokir almost burst out laughing, and he glanced at the battle situation below, and the use of brute force to seize the city looked so ............ Raw.

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Zurman observed the battle situation below over and over again, the elven rangers had inflicted a lot of casualties on the remnants of the blood-topped trolls, many of the tigers brought from the Valley of Thorns had already died, and the remaining one or two, most of them were already sick and dying.

The sky gradually darkened, and the elves did not give up harassment because of the darkness, these night kings, even if they were degraded for thousands of years, would definitely be able to make the blood-top trolls drink a pot.

It wasn't the elves that made Zuer even more desperate, but the griffin knights who gradually appeared in the sky, these dwarven warriors with giant hammers, using their war hammers to harass the whole of Cincaro with a crushing posture.

Winlessa unleashed the Windranger Bow in her hand, and she had returned from a letter to Quel'Thalas. The letter that was supposed to bring reinforcements was only an order that the Sun King coldly refused. This couldn't help but make Winlessa a little disheartened, even if she wanted to give up Hinterland, at least she had to give a letter, could it be that she was really afraid that the elves would bring the plague back to Quel'Thalas.

Her expression was focused on destroying one enemy after another, and it was the first time she had participated in a battle to lead an army head-on to capture a city, and Winlessa had always studied very carefully about experience, although the trolls not far away had not set up an effective resistance at all.

Droppers are being crafted at a rapid pace, and siege weapons are made by troll merchants that Locke has hired from the wetlands at a high price, and these quirky little creatures have at least joined in the troll war in order to make a fortune.

"It's stupid." Wen Lesa whispered, she had only one news from Locke not long ago, and that was to completely capture the second layer of Cinsaro.

And deal with the remnants of the blood-topped troll, as well as the old priest who went crazy. (To be continued.) )