If not Varian? Wrynn's face was now bright, and Arthas really had to wonder if this guy hadn't slept all night and was waiting for this night attack.

"Frost, where are those trolls?"

Arthas smiled, then asked Frost Sorrow.

"It's not far away, they stopped, not knowing what they were doing."

Frost Sorrow closed his eyes, and after a while, he opened his eyes and said to Arthas with certainty.

"It looks like we're ready to attack, let's all go out with me!"

Arthas thought for a moment, and said to the people in the tent.

When it comes to soul searching, Frost Sorrow never makes a mistake; Outside the coalition camp, there was indeed a group of troll warriors, who stopped at the edge of the clearing of the jungle cleared by the coalition forces, and under the cover of the forest, they were eyeing the coalition camp.

Dekara is a troll warlord who has been ordered by Emperor Zujin of the Amani Empire to attack the coalition camp with troll warriors loyal to him.

Draka gathered his troops and set out from his territory at noon, arriving at the coalition camp just in the middle of the night.

More than three thousand troll warriors gathered behind Dekara, and this was not just his own troops, but also the armies of several other War Lords, who had been allocated under Zukin's orders for him to command.

Dekara was very grateful for the trust of His Majesty the Emperor; He knew he had to succeed and not let His Majesty's decision be questioned—and certainly no troll would dare to question it.

"Lord, is it time for us to attack?"

In the dark. A troll warrior approached Dekarra's side and asked for instructions.

"This group of humans simply doesn't take us trolls seriously, and they're rampage through our jungle. How dare you not strengthen the guard at night...... But that's just right, in the name of Zujin, we want to make them pay the price of blood for their carelessness! ”

Dekara whispered.

Looking back at his troops, there were more than three thousand troll warriors, some armed with short spears, others armed with short axes, their sharp fangs glowing with a palpitating cold glow in the moonlight.

"Attack! Attack! Kill all these humans. And then eat their brains! ”

Dekara drew his short spear from his waist and shouted aloud; The ghostly and poignant troll language is especially evident in the silent forest.

A flock of sleeping birds was awakened by Decala's loud shouts. Just as they hesitated to fly away, louder voices helped them decide.

"Whoa-la-la-la-la

Vast expanses of frightened birds rose from the trees, their wings obscuring the moonlight and the troll warriors who rushed forward to kill.

Countless athletic troll warriors burst out of the woods. They roared loudly. Shouting that he would kill all the enemies and eat up their brains, he rushed towards the silent coalition camp.

"These guys, are you afraid that others won't know they're coming?"

In the camp of the coalition forces, Prince Danas said with a frown.

Despite the two-way enemy, Prince Danas kindly pointed out the enemy's wrong way of fighting.

"I guess these guys haven't fought much!"

Muradin? Copperbeard said with a laugh.

"However, the current situation is a bit unfavorable for us. Although we had been prepared, this was a camp after all. Space is limited, and not only do we not know the number of enemies, but the moonlight tonight is also somewhat ...... Not too bright. ”

Uther was always so calm, he analyzed his own weaknesses for his disciples.

Hearing Uther's words, Arthas smiled helplessly—this paladin has always been like this, both in the original stream of time and now.

I don't know if it's because of his upright temperament or something else, but in any case, even in the most optimistic situation, Uther will consider some negative results.

This is of course because he is thoughtful, but if you are not familiar with him, you will definitely think that he likes to disagree.

"Xiaoshuang, I'll leave the matter of the light to you."

Arthas looked up at the sky, indeed, because the trees around it were very tall, and the moonlight was already scarce enough to cast into the glades, and there seemed to be some clouds in the sky tonight, which somewhat obscured the brilliance of the two moons.

"Good master!"

Frostmourn responded crisply, then raised his hands, and a pale blue ball of light condensed from Frostsorrow's hand, and then slowly floated into the sky.

"What is this?"

Sylvanas muttered as she looked up at the blue ball of light.

The ball of light that glowed with a little blue fluorescence in the dark looked like a small blue moon, but Sylvanas couldn't figure out if such a faint light was a qiē for Frost Sorrow.

It turned out that Frostmourn's spell was certainly not as simple as Sylvanas had imagined, and soon, the pale blue ball of light grew brighter and brighter, and the light was a little harsh at first, but soon became softer, like real moonlight.

However, because the moon was under the jungle canopy, the coalition camp and the surrounding area suddenly became brighter.

"Xiaoshuang, such a strong light won't be a burden on your body, right?"

Arthas asked with concern.

Arthas still knows a little little about his little magic sword; But he can't be blamed for this, there are some things that Frost Grief can't tell.

In the original stream of time, Arthas knew that Frost Grief was strengthening her own power by devouring souls; But now, it had been a long time since Frost Sorrow had devoured souls, and Arthas was a little worried that her power would be too overdrawn.

"It's okay master, it's just a simple spell!"

Frost Sorrow hurriedly explained to Arthas that it was a very happy thing for the little magic sword to be able to rely on her master, and she didn't want her master to feel unreliable.

But for the army of trolls led by Drakar, they weren't happy at all.

From the camp of the Woods Lane coalition, Draka's army of trolls quickly crossed the short distance and rushed towards the camp gate.

Of course, these trolls don't have to enter the camp through the gate, they are very good at climbing, and the cut wooden fences around the camp can't stop them.

Draqqa, who rushed to the gate of the coalition camp, had already begun to imagine how he would drink the blood of the enemy in the next second.

However, in the next second, a bright ball of light bloomed in the sky, dazzling Drakar's eyes and revealing the whereabouts of his entire army. (To be continued......)

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