"Intruders, you have defiled this sacred land!"

A one-armed, one-eyed troll condescendingly shouted at the Horde coalition as they were about to attack, and Leo couldn't even recognize his identity, he was Zurkin, the leader of the Amani trolls.

The terrain of Zuaman was very favorable to the defenders, because the Amani trolls had built a fortification similar to a city wall on the only way to Zuaman with the help of the terrain, and in the face of this natural barrier, the tribal alliance of the trolls, blood elves, and orcs was blocked by the three-hundred-meter-high blockade.

If you want to attack Zuaman in this kind of terrain, you can only use siege equipment to fight a battle similar to siege warfare, but fortunately, for this, Liadlin and they have been prepared for a long time.

How could the terrain of Zuaman not be clear to the blood elves who had been hostile to the Amani Empire for thousands of years, they had already prepared corresponding countermeasures before setting out on the expedition.

Oliphiros took nine magisters and began to quickly set up a formation, and the precious magic materials were sprinkled on the ground without hesitation, and under the urging of magic power, they gradually formed complex patterns, and these patterns continued to be combined, and a magic array was slowly forming.

The blood elves are using their Magister advantage to directly set up a temporary teleportation array at the expense of precious magic materials, and teleport the siege equipment that has been prepared for a long time. Silvermoon City is really rich, and there is such a sworn enemy, Leo, who feels sorry for Zurkin.

The blood elves are a big money, and they can kill people with money, on the other hand, the Amani trolls of Zuljin, these poor guys are too shabby, and some of the trolls even have weapons made of wood. Do you think this can be compared?

Watching the blood elves swaggering outside to arrange the magic array, the Amani trolls were shocked, but they had no chance to destroy them under the deployment of the alliance of the three clans.

"Great Zulkin, the Amani Empire is in crisis, and you have no other plans?"

Behind Zurkin, a troll priest with a staff in his hand asked, and behind the troll stood several empty-eyed servants, whose minds were controlled by men.

The Troll Priest, followed by six servants, including ogres, demon imps, dragon beasts, undead, blood elves, and large vipers, his identity has been revealed - Makaras, a powerful priest under the command of Zurkin.

The Sorcery Lord Macaras, a forest troll who studied the High Priesthood of Zandalara, is the most powerful assistant in the Zurkin Four Spirit Priesthood Project, and with the help of his sorcery Zurgin, he was able to successfully defeat the souls of the four beasts into the trolls under his control.

"The great Amani Empire will not yield to any enemy."

Zurkin's tone was resolute, and Macaras stopped talking, and he quietly retreated.

Where Zulkin couldn't see, two resentful lights flashed away.

Zulkin is so stubborn, it's a matter of life and death for the whole kingdom, and those hateful elves are clearly going to destroy the whole kingdom with the help of orcs and disgusting jungle trolls, why can't they use other forces at this critical juncture?

Stubborn thinking has blinded his sagane, Zulkin is no longer fit to be the leader of the Amani trolls, and I need to choose a new king for the continuation of the Amani Empire.

Macaras has a very good reason for himself, and it is very easy for a person to make excuses for what he has done.

A strong troll warrior came into Macaras' line of sight, and the hex lord walked up to the troll warrior and said to him, "Dakara, follow me." ”

The troll warrior named Dakara hesitated for a moment, looked outside, and saw that the battle would not begin anytime soon, and he reluctantly followed Macaras.

"Priest, what can I do for you?"

Macaras didn't reply, and replied lightly: "Dakara, the Amani Empire needs warriors like you." ”

It seems that a difficult task has fallen on me, and I like a challenge.

Dakara bared his teeth in joy and walked quickly after Makaras into the depths of Zuaman.

A bobcat silently appeared beside Zurkin, looking at Macaras in the distant background, with an uncontrollable murderous intent in its eyes.

"Lord Zulkin, why don't you let me kill this traitor?"

It turned out that Macaras's small actions had long been in the eyes of Zurkin, and the demon lord had no idea that he had been being watched.

Zulkin shook his head, Macaras and Dakara were actually deliberately let go by him, because he was not sure that he would be able to withstand the attack of the tribal alliance. In particular, he sensed that the spirit of the Condor of Ekilsson and the soul of the dragon eagle of Jaynnalai had disappeared, and as the leader, he had to plan for the future of the clan.

"Let them go, Harraz. In this way, even if we defeat the Amani Empire, we will still have a chance to make a comeback. ”

Harraz, one of the Four Spirit Priests, he fused with the powerful spirit of the bobcat, sneak assassination is what he does best, and he says that it is not a big deal to kill the demon lord Macaras.

Although he was angry at Macaras for choosing to flee at the critical moment, Zulkin had already said that Hakaraz had no choice, and he could only hold back his anger and prepare to vent it on the enemies who attacked Zuaman.

Under the full urging of Oliphiros and the other ten magisters, the temporary teleportation array is gradually being perfected, and it seems that it will be completed in less than half an hour. It's just that the more critical the moment, the more everyone dares not relax for a minute, and it is impossible for the trolls of Zu Aman to honestly stay on the opposite side and watch the temporary teleportation array be successfully completed.

"What's that?"

A dark spear troll pointed at Zuaman and said, it turned out that there were dense black dots in Zuaman, and these black dots were flying in the air and were quickly killing the two sides of the confrontation.

The dark spear troll's question was quickly answered, and those dense little black dots were unexpectedly warhawks with wings spread over ten meters, they were the Zuaman warhawks domesticated by the Amani trolls.

"Knock them down for me."

Zurkin plans to use the Zuaman War Eagle to interfere with and destroy the Blood Elves to set up a temporary teleportation array, but he has miscalculated, does he really regard the Silver Moon Ranger led by Hawksbill and the Dark Spear Hunters under Woking's command as decorations?

A whooshing sound sounded through the air, and as the Zuamane Eagle flew overhead, javelins more than a meter long shot out from the assembled army of Darkspear Trolls. The javelins thrown by the Dark Spear Hunter were extremely penetrating and fast, and nearly two hundred Zuaman eagles fell to the ground with a wail, all of them were impaled through the body by the javelin and died.

The javelins of the Darkspear Trolls inflicted heavy casualties on the Zuaman Warhawks, and the Silvermoon Ranger did not show weakness, and in the face of the hordes of warhawks, one by one the Zuaman Warhawks were shot in the head in the sound of bows and arrows.

Seeing that the Zoaman Warhawks were both killed by arrows piercing their heads, Leo and Scarlett were amazed by the archery skills of the Silvermoon Ranger.

Worthy of the famous Silver Moon Ranger, their archery skills are indeed not comparable to human archers.

With a sigh of emotion in his heart, Leo flicked his fingers, and circles of green mist exploded in the group of Zuaman war eagles, and the necromancer's poisonous explosion technique appeared again.

The green poisonous mist spread rapidly, and a terrible eagle roared in the sky, rushing past the javelin of the Dark Spear Hunter and the sharp arrows of the Silver Moon Ranger.

If it is an ordinary poisonous mist, the Aman War Eagle can still withstand it, but the poison explosion technique cast by Leo, who has been blessed by the claw of Tagao with the damage of the poison spell, is not an ordinary poison, it is highly poisonous, and the poison such as seeing blood and sealing the throat is not as fierce and powerful as this poison, and the effect is faster.

The feathers on the surface of the body of the Zuaman warhawks contaminated by the poisonous mist were corroded immediately after coming into contact with the poisonous mist, and the feathers on the surface of the Zuaman warhawks quickly disappeared in a small burst of green smoke. But after three or five breaths, they become dehaired bare chickens.

Can a bird fly without feathers?

The answer, of course, is no.

So the tragedy of the Zuamman war eagle was born, and these dehaired bare chickens fell to the ground one after another, and the sky seemed to be raining chickens.

The ancestor Omani war eagle was actually made into a bare chicken, what a tragedy.

The Zuaman War Eagle burst into tears, which was too much of a bully for the birds.

The Zuamai warhawks behind them were frightened by what happened to their companions in front, and they flapped their wings in an attempt to stop their rushing bodies, but several clouds of green poisonous mist exploded in the group of eagles, and more Zuamai warhawks fell to the ground.

In just a dozen or so breaths, the Zuaman Warhawks, who claimed to number thousands, were killed, leaving only a hundred or so frightened birds to flee back to their nests in panic, ignoring Zurgin's order to stay and help the Amani trolls fight.

Having lost the Condor Sacrifice to Ekilsund, Zulkin was not so comfortable commanding the Zuamman Warhawk, and he now began to regret sending the two Great Sacrifices out to harass the enemy and cause their downfall.

"It's poisonous."

Woking looked at the hairless warhawk who fell to the ground and fell half dead, and commented on Leo's poisonous fog technique.

Although the Poison Mist Technique was a great contribution to the Fighting Eagle of Zuaman, it was only good in Woking's eyes.

Leo didn't answer, he moved his fingers, using his hands to feel the touch of the golden gloves.

Heavy bracelets, these pair of Tagio's claws have a lot of bonuses to the ability of poison spells, and when he cast the poison explosion technique, Leo found that he could accurately control the size and power of the poison mist, if it weren't for this pair of gloves, it would be impossible for Leo to make the poison explosion technique just corrode all the feathers of the Zuaman war eagle without hurting their bodies.

"Liadlin, these warhawks are part of the equipment I used to exchange for spiritual blessings from Silvermoon City."

Leo gave Leah Delin a look, the blood elves of Silvermoon City can even tame dragon eagles, and these Zuaman war eagles can naturally do, don't look at them now as hairless bare chickens, it won't take two or three months to grow feathers, and then they can soar into the blue sky again.

With them, Silvermoon City will have an extra Warhawk force.

Leadlin gave a few of the nearby Blood Elf officers a look, and the knowing officers led their men to capture the eagle before the orcs and darkspear trolls could make a move.

Seeing this, Wojin and Itreg said that it was a pity, if they could catch some eagles and go back, they would be able to gradually cultivate their own eagle troops, such as the Zuaman eagle, which can be tamed and carry people, is rare.

(To be continued)