Every magic pattern in the teleportation array was glowing, and from the sky, a six-pointed star covering a range of 100 meters could be found to be emitting dazzling brilliance.

The temporary teleportation array has been activated.

On the other side of the teleportation array, the prepared blood elves teleported a series of siege machines, and the Amani trolls twitched, and the appearance of siege machines represented that the tribal alliance was about to attack.

In order to capture the Zuaman Blood Elves are very well prepared, although Silvermoon City did not send too many troops, the material support is not discounted at all, and the materials transmitted are enough to support a war against Stormwind City and Orgrimmar and other fortified cities, should it be an honor to put it on the attack on Zuaman now?

Honored Zulkin did not feel it, resentment he had a lot.

The Blood Elves did not hesitate to spend a lot of supplies to support the Orcs and Jungle Trolls in their attacks on Zuaman, and these elves became more and more cunning after letting go of their senseless arrogance.

Quack! Quack! …… Nearly 100 magic catapults began to be activated, and huge fireballs with a diameter of more than five meters smashed towards Amani's troll's defenses, and the battle officially began.

At the same time, the muzzles of hundreds of magic cannons flickered, and dazzling pillars of light bombarded the mountain walls of the Amani trolls to stop the enemy, and under the bombardment of the magic cannons, the rocks rolled down and slowly piled up, and the steep mountain walls were gradually turning into slopes for people to climb.

Baking ...... The huge fireball of the magic catapult burned the top of the cliff where the Amani troll was located, and the other races could not stand it under the heat and had to retreat, but the Amani troll seemed to be fine. That's not to say that the flames can't hurt them, just look at the trolls' burnt skin, and know that they must be hurt, but trolls have an ability that is the envy of other races - regeneration.

Regeneration, the troll's racial talent, a kind of anti-heaven ability, the troll with this ability recovers from his injuries at a staggering speed, as long as the troll does not die on the spot, it will be fatal to the human being, he can rest for a day or two and run around.

Now it was just a scorched skin from the heat of the flames, and such a small injury was not a matter for the trolls, let alone the witch doctors in the clan.

The rattling sound sounded again, the second salvo of the magic catapult arrived, hundreds of huge fireballs completely ignited the cliff where the troll was, the raging flames occupied every inch of the land, Amani trolls could not withstand the scorching flames, but they did not retreat.

One by one, the phantasm of the totem poles appeared, and as they appeared, the flames could no longer cause damage to the Amani trolls, and the Amani witch doctor used a protective enchantment to protect the trolls, and without the continuous damage of the flames, the Amani trolls' injuries were quickly recovering under their powerful self-healing ability.

The magic catapult doesn't seem to be doing much.

Looking at the situation at the top of the cliff, Leo was surprised that the Blood Elves had a lot of experience fighting Amani trolls, and they shouldn't do anything useless.

It turns out that the blood elves really don't use hundreds of magic catapults to throw fireballs, and although Amani's protective enchantment is good, there is a limit after all, after all, these protective enchantments are shattered after the fifth salvo of the catapult, and the phantom of those totem poles begins to dissipate. Seeing this, Amani Witch Doctor had to use a second totem spell - healing enchantment.

It's a good idea to use the healing spell of the range surname to keep Amani trolls in the fire for as long as they can, but it just keeps the trolls going longer, and doesn't solve the problem of the root surname.

The healing enchantments didn't last long, they disappeared by the time the magic catapults fired their eighth salvo, and the top of the cliff was in flames, and the flames were several feet tall enough for the Horde coalition to feel the heat even if they were standing beneath the cliff.

"Damn elves, let's withdraw!"

Zurkin reluctantly gave the order to retreat, and he was forced to give up such a natural danger as the cliff, and his mood can be imagined.

The blood elves are smashing people, smashing people with money, smashing Zurkin is furious, and smashing Amani trolls are helpless.

Hundreds of magic catapults consume more than 100,000 materials in a salvo, and ten salvos are millions of gold coins, if it is not for the wealth, dare to use it like this?

"War, it's really money."

Leo sighed, and the Blood Elves chuckled triumphantly, and Itrig and Woking agreed.

Even the fearless orc warriors and the elite Dark Spear Trolls had to choose to avoid the edge in the face of such a sea of fire attack, the blood elves were too rich, and Silvermoon City, which had put aside its arrogant vanity and began to transform into pragmatism, had a terrifying power that could not be ignored.

A group of Darkspear Trolls rushed out first, and they made a few leaps to the top of the cliff through the pile of rocks, and after confirming that all the Amani trolls at the top of the cliff had evacuated, they sent a message to the army that they could march with confidence.

Leadlin immediately halted the attacks of the magic catapults and magic cannons, and Itreg and Wojin commanded the orc warriors and the darkspear trolls to rush up the cliff. It was only after they climbed the cliff that they were embarrassed again, and although the burning sea of fire made Amani trolls have to withdraw from the natural danger here, it also stopped the pace of the tribal alliance.

Oliphiros and ten other Blood Elf Magisters rushed up and jointly cast a special spell under the watchful eyes of Itregg and Woking, and the raging sea of fire quickly extinguished at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Without hesitation, Wojin and Itrig continued their rapid march through the flame-scorched earth toward Zuaman, while the Blood Elves stayed behind and reactivated the makeshift teleportation array to send the magic catapult and magic cannon back to Silvermoon City.

After conquering this natural danger, the Amani troll lost his greatest geographical advantage, and the rest of the battle was only a fight.

Leo and Scarlett didn't rush forward, they waited for the blood elves to finish their chores before following Liadlin into the depths of Ancestral Aman.

When Leo arrived, the Darkspear Trolls and Orcs had already fought against the Amani Trolls, and the two sides were fighting fiercely on a stone staircase that was 10,000 meters long, with thousands of steps and a thousand meters wide, and at the end of the stone steps a 100-meter-wide gate could be faintly seen, and behind this gate was the true heart of the sacred land Zu Aman in the hearts of the Amani Trolls.

The sound of swishing sharp arrows breaking through the air sounded, and after the blood elves arrived, Hawksbill took the Silver Moon Ranger to draw his bow and shoot, regardless of the melee situation in front of him, and the Silver Moon Ranger, who was very confident in his archery skills, never thought that such an oolong as accidentally injuring a friendly soldier would appear on him.

After a rain of arrows, Amani Troll, who was fighting with the Darkspear Trolls and Orc Warriors, was shot in the forehead and fell down quite a bit.

The Silvermoon Ranger's archery skills are indeed extraordinary, and the oolong that accidentally injured the friendly army really can't be put on their heads.

"Damned elves, warriors of the Amani Empire, follow me!"

A giant bear let out a deafening roar, and the huge bear paw swept out, and the savage sweep fanned aside one of the orc warriors who had stopped him, and then removed the roadblock like a heavy tank with full horsepower and rushed straight towards the location of the Silver Moon Ranger, and I don't know how many orc soldiers and dark spear trolls were knocked away by him along the way.

The big bear like a road roller, this guy should be the spirit of the giant bear, Nalorak.

Leo grinned, and before Nalorlac, who had rushed past the orcs and the darkspear trolls, could not rejoice that the ground it was on had collapsed, a ten-meter pit had sunk half of his small body, and a two-person thick green vine was wrapped around Nalorlac's body, trying to puncture its skin and inject toxin into the giant bear's body.

The Silvermoon Ranger flew with their fingers, and the sharp arrows formed a dense rain of arrows, and their targets were all Nalorak, the spirit of the Giant Bear.

Nalorak is a typical example of thick skin, and the Silvermoon Ranger's arrows can't break through its epidermal defenses, and all the arrows fired at it are bounced off, and no one but Hawksbill can do any damage to it.

"Roar! Damn rotten grass vines! ”

Nalorak, who had been plotted by the plot, roared angrily, and the poisonous flower vine was torn into several pieces, and the brute force of the giant bear spirit was truly terrifying.

The piercing melodious sound of the bell echoed in the battlefield, and the crisp sound drifted into the ears of everyone on the battlefield, but unfortunately most of the people were too busy fighting to pay attention, only a few strong people such as Itreggwokin and Liadlin noticed the strangeness of the bell.

There's a problem with the bells!

The Orc Swordmaster and the Darkspear Patriarch glanced at each other, and the small crystal clock hanging on Leo's body made them feel a little jealous, because the two of them found that the strength of the Amani troll had decreased significantly after the bell rang.

Hawksbill and Frelyn, who had fought with Leo in Naxxramas, were even more surprised, they finally understood why Leo wanted Silvermoon City to help him make the silver chain that could hide the fluctuations of mana, he wanted to learn the way the Scourge powerhouse Gotic to cast the curse, but how did he master the technique?

While the others were paying attention to Leo's bell, Lea Delin's eyes were on the small crystal mirror that kept shaking, and as the crystal mirror swayed, everyone in the battlefield revealed their figures in the mirror of the crystal mirror. While it's common to look in mirrors, Leah Delin feels that things don't feel that simple. If the Blood Elf Countess knew that the small crystal mirror was an item called the Mirror of the Spirit World, she would have been able to deduce what the mirror did.

"Give him to me, and don't interfere."

Scarlett's sword was in her hand, and the golden light was blazing, and the female knight rushed towards Nalorak without waiting for Leo to stop it.

From Orgrimmar facing Kalm, who is a step higher than herself, to now challenging the Giant Bear Spirit Nalorak, Scarlett knows that there is a gap between her strength and the other party, what does she want to do?

Leo paused lightly on the ground with the staff in his hand, and an undetectable white light crept into the ground.

(To be continued)