Zu Aman, the city of the Amani Troll Clan, stands deep in the southeastern part of the Eternal Song Forest, and is a fortified city that is difficult to defend and difficult to attack.

The style of the city is incompatible with the Yongge Forest, with rugged megalithic buildings, countless bone spurs and rough wooden shacks dotting the city, and countless huge wooden voodoo masks hanging from the walls or tree branches.

The main body of the building is made of a kind of dark green and dark yellow boulders, which in Hu Feng's opinion is very similar to the Mayan pyramids on the earth in the previous life, and those voodoo masks have a Mayan style.

As the coalition forces entered the realm of trolls, the corpses of the High Elves could be seen everywhere pierced by sharp wooden thorns, and their faces were painful and hideous.

The two sides are already considered blood enemies, so not to mention how cruel and ruthless the trolls are, if the trolls fall into the hands of elves or humans, the end will not be much better.

Just look at the Jingguan formed by the accumulation of a large number of troll heads behind General Lordan, you can know what the attitude of the coalition forces is towards trolls.

The Amani scouts had already spotted the allied forces, and at this moment the whole city of Zuaman was in full swing, and all the outside troops and civilians had shrunk into the city.

Zurkin and the Sorcery Lord Malakas stood on a viewing platform made of dark green boulders on the walls of Zuaman, staring at the coalition forces lining up outside the city, their faces undisguised with hatred.

Originally, the war between the trolls and the elves had been going on for countless years, and it had always been a tug-of-war, and no one could help anyone.

But now the human race suddenly came out and intervened, which instantly changed the balance between the two sides, and the elves with the help of humans turned defense into offense, whether it was the size of the army or the number of high-end combat power, the coalition forces had the upper hand.

During this time, the Amani troll has lost a series of soldiers, and the scope of his power has been repeatedly reduced.

Now, the combined forces of humans and elves have directly hit the gate of Zu Aman, hitting the core of their own lair, if this battle is lost, the Amani clan will be extinct, but exile is a sure thing.

Although the power of trolls around the world is still strong, the extreme dispersion is their biggest flaw, since the fall of the glorious Gulabash Empire, the disintegrated troll clans are not only unable to unite as one, but also intrigue with each other, no one is subdued, and even civil wars are common.

The Gulabash clan, which once ruled the world, was hopeless to rise again at this moment, hiding in the ruinous ancient city of Zurghrab in the southern part of the Eastern Kingdom Continent.

And the Zandalar clan, the elite class of witch doctors, has no news at the moment, and there is news that they are also hiding on those islands in the southern part of the Eastern Kingdom Continent, and they don't care about the world.

And in the north of the continent, the rotten moss trolls in the Hinterland region and the withered trolls in the Arathi Heights are even more scattered, not even a decent city, and at the moment they are being beaten by the human army, hiding in Tibet, not to mention letting them come to support Zu Aman.

At this time, the low and heavy sound of the horn sounded one after another, which was the signal of the siege.

The enemies were very angry when they saw each other, and there was no such thing as the process of taunting each other before the war on Earth, and by the way, there was another fight, and the human army's catapults were ready to shoot a volley of iron balls and stones burning with magical flames towards Zuaman.

At the same time, the first group of siege troops slowly pushed the Gundam cart to the walls of Zuaman, and the human archers and elven rangers on the tower began to shoot deadly arrows at the troll soldiers at the city's head.

At the rear of the army, the mages also began to cast spells, and one after another the flaming dragons roared and swept the trolls on the city wall, and a blizzard also swept in, and the city immediately enjoyed the high-end treatment of the ice and fire double heaven.

The Amani trolls also immediately began to counterattack, all kinds of javelins, rough long arrows from the city straight towards the coalition soldiers, and for a time the screams were endless.

The soldier fell to the ground screaming in pain, and the wound began to rapidly turn black and suppurated, and the trolls' javelin arrows were poisonous.

The witch doctors wore all kinds of hideous and strange masks, jumping up and down on the top of the city, and all kinds of unnamed voodoo spells had no track, which could be said to kill people invisibly.

Large pools of voodoo venom appeared out of thin air in front of the coalition forces, and sputtered in all directions, as if they had been splashed with sulfuric acid, corroding skin and flesh and making a Zrazra sound.

Some of the coalition soldiers went even frenzied, their eyes were scarlet, and then they shouted and slashed their weapons indiscriminately, making no distinction between friend and foe.

This cold weapon mixed with all kinds of magic war, the duration is long, although the coalition forces launched a large-scale all-out attack, but the trolls also rely on the city walls to defend with ease.

"Royal Mage, listen to orders!"

Merry stood on a high platform at the back of the formation, where the human mages cast their spells.

"Prepare the spirit link and unite to unleash the firestorm!"

Circles immediately appeared under the feet of the human mages, and then silver energy rays appeared on them, connecting a hundred human mages like needles and threads.

In the end, all the energy converged on Merry's body of Winter Wind, and at this moment, Merry exuded extremely terrifying magic fluctuations, which made the nearby elf mages also frequently look sideways.

It's not that they haven't used the spiritual link, but there are not a few who can use it so deeply as easily as Merry, and that kind of mental pressure, if one is not good, it will cause a mental breakdown, and the whole person will become a demented fool.

This is the spiritual power of a hundred mages, and the pressure can be imagined.

You are a hundred big fat pigs, and if you gather their spirits in one person in an instant, it is enough to make people who are not strong in will and spirit collapse in an instant.

"Feel the power of the Arathor Empire, troll!"

Merry roared as if vented, and then raised his staff, and a thick torrent of flames soared into the sky, and finally poured down on the city of Zuaman like a meteorite rain, instantly setting off a violent explosion and an inextinguishable fire.

The elven mages who were attacking each other were also desperately unleashing all kinds of destructive spells, gathering fire to attack the walls of the hardest-hit area baptized by the rain of flames, only to see that the walls of that area were cracked and on the verge of collapse.

"Replace the First Legion, the voodoo of those trolls has caused them heavy losses, retreat!

In the center of the human formation, General Lordan gave orders to the scout heralds.

At this time, some elven mages also began to be concerned by the witch doctors, they suddenly let out a burst of screams, all kinds of weird voodoo curses in their bodies, and the sudden severe pain made these mages lose their combat effectiveness in an instant, and their mental power quickly withered.

Hu Feng floated quietly above his carriage platform in the rear, observing the battle situation without saying a word.

A shadow rushed from the front line at this time, and Aurelia came to Hu Feng.

"Sarodar, why don't you do it, the coalition soldiers are constantly being killed and wounded!"