When she saw the brilliant magic smashed down on the desert monitor lizards, killing the beasts in batches, she was relieved that the Arcane Guards she had brought from Quel'Thalas had already lost a lot, if only after the loss of the Spellbreaker troops...... Solanlian couldn't have imagined.

"Activate the remnants of the Arcane Guardians and be sure to fend off the onslaught of the desert trolls at all costs."

The remnants of more than thirty Arcane Guards stood up, blue arcs of electricity pulsing on their bodies, each with elite-level strength, and they quickly rushed towards the troll warriors not far away, sending the trolls to pieces.

The mages unleashed all kinds of spell shields and various blessing spells in the rear, and the reason why the spellbreakers in front of them were able to hold out for so long in this battle was also thanks to the help of the mages.

"Lordaeron's warriors, come together." An elite peak knight raised the long sword in his hand and roared loudly, this roar brought a lot of Lordaeron together, this old knight was obviously the leader of the knights this time, and at this moment, this experienced knight was gathering Lordaeron's cavalry team.

The battle between the two sides has entered a fever pitch.

When the two sides have a cold weapon handover, even the commander will sometimes join the battlefield with a weapon in hand.

Lordaeron's cavalry soon formed a collective charge, their stout cavalry spears directly piercing the bloody holes in the desert troll's body, and the spellbreaker held the line with a shield in hand, and from time to time used the blade in his hand to cut open the body of a crazy desert monitor lizard.

Blood splattered on the battlefield, staining all the yellow sand in the desert red.

These elite-level warriors have fallen into a frenzy, not only the elite troops of Dalaran here, but also a part of the strength of Quel'Salas, if it is considered the knight troops of Lordaeron, it can be said that it is the coalition of the Northern Alliance. On the other hand, the desert trolls, after receiving the power of the demigods, were able to directly confront Dalaran's army.

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After the desert troll warriors receive the blessing of the demigods, each one of them is an elite peak warrior.

After their strength increased greatly, they did not have the ability to return the phalanx of the Dalaran mages that they directly pressed. However, due to the poor foundation of the desert trolls, the skills of the warriors are still at the ordinary level, so although the absolute strength is stronger than Dalaran's army, due to the problem of combat experience, Dalaran's army has a chance to breathe.

Soon, the first line of the desert trolls began to suffer casualties.

The desert trolls that rushed to the battlefield were the most intense due to the continuous bombardment of the mages, coupled with the constant cutting of wounds by the spellbreakers, some of the trolls were already injured, and these desert trolls who were charged by Lordaeron's cavalry on the flanks began to loosen slowly.

The armored cavalry caused a loud uproar in the array of desert trolls, which made the desert trolls, who were already demoralized, begin to have some precursors of defeat.

The Arcane Guardians who had returned from the phalanx pushed forward, their heavy footsteps making the ground tremble, and the furious arcane energy directly scorched a desert troll warrior.

Qiang Qiang Qiang

Countless throwing spears landed on the Arcane Guard, causing a crisp echo of metal. Although the Desert Trolls are more powerful than the Arcane Guards, as mechanical units, the Arcane Guards do not have fear or feelings, which makes many Desert Trolls begin to rout backwards.

Of course, Locke didn't miss this opportunity, he quietly threw Death Toil in the back row of the crowd, in the crowd that covered the sky and the sun, a small Death Tangle tooth root did not have any humanism, and occasionally Locke would quietly use Death Toil to kill a desert troll in front of him.

But Locke soon discovered that although these desert trolls seemed to be elite peak creatures, they would only give him elite-level experience, but no matter how small the mosquito was, it was also a meat concept, and Locke also diligently entered the killing moment. In just half an hour, Locke had killed dozens of desert trolls.

The battlefield has entered the harvesting stage, under the long-term development of Dalaran, a combat system to deal with trolls has already been born, and under the combination of elves and humans, the last combat power of desert trolls is weakening little by little.

Locke stabbed the desert troll's throat with the black blade, and the hot blood flowed down the blade and sprinkled on Locke's body, and he just killed the desert troll warrior in an instant with just one sword. These desert trolls have the strength of the elite peak, but they lack certain skills, and to put it bluntly, in Locke's eyes, they are just some experience points.

Although the experience points of these desert trolls are not considered the experience points of the elite peak, they can be regarded as the experience of the elite level. This is also very objective, and the desert troll that Locke just killed gave him an objective 1200 experience points.

A roar rang out from the pond not far away.

"Roar!!"

Like a dull thunderbolt, Gazrila's three-headed serpent finally let out an earth-shattering roar.

The head of the snake on the right stared at the situation not far below, its red pupils blinking, and then it turned into a light. The green head aimed at an Arcane guard below, outpacing the footage of Locke's eyeballs.

The Arcane Guardian split into five or six pieces with a single bite of Gazrila's skull, and the Lightning Core fell to the ground.

The trolls' war drums still echo.

The young troll shaman was holding a blue skeleton and beating the war drums quickly and accurately.

The rituals of the desert trolls finally got into action, summoning dead undead trolls from the dirt and attacking the humans, some of them even playing flutes and swarms of scarabs emerging from the sand.

"Troll Undead!!"

"Scarab !!"

"Oh my God, the troll rageers are all rushing here."

When the Desert Troll Sacrifice began to participate in the battle, the battle situation in Zulfarak changed abruptly, and a large number of dark magic emerged from the hands of the Troll Priest, which was then thrown into the battlefield, causing casualties among Dalaran's army.

Both sides handed over all their hole cards. By the time the Desert Troll Priest entered the battlefield, it was clear that the battle had come to an end.

Gazrila let out an angry roar, the mages floating in mid-air had already made it feel sick, and these little points could neither hit nor hurt it, but made it angry. It crawls its bulky body out of the pond. (To be continued.) )