The phoenix in the sky whistled through with flames, and the High Elf warriors followed, not fast, but not slow either.

An hour later, a city of stones and trees appeared before them.

Zuaman City, the last refuge of the forest trolls in Lordaeron, is a bit rough compared to the ornate and majestic buildings of Silvermoon City, with thick stone walls, wooden houses, winding sandy roads, and if it weren't for a grand altar in the center of the city that is much higher than the city walls, it would be almost impossible to associate with the capital of a country, of course, from the perspective of the High Elves and humans, and for trolls or orcs, they may also like this quaint, heavy style.

When the High Elf troops arrived, a group of troll warriors had gathered densely at the gate of Zuaman, and the mossy skin covered the city gate like a green carpet, according to preliminary observations, there were as many as five or six thousand people, and in addition, there were trolls in the gate one after another, joining the team.

After all, it is its own capital, and if the forest trolls have not detected the attack of the High Elves by now, then they will no longer have to mess around in Azeroth.

At this time, looking at the team of High Elves approaching from afar, there was a commotion in the team of trolls, one by one, gritting their teeth, if they hadn't obeyed the orders of their leader, they would have waved the weapons in their hands and killed them, but even if they stopped in place, those blood-red eyes were still staring at the elves, eager to crush them to pieces immediately.

Then you see the trolls in the middle of the line. Slowly a gap parted, and a tall, armoured, troll with a giant axe in his hand stepped out of the crowd. It was a loud roar at the elves.

"You pointy-eared people, you dare to set foot on the sacred Zuaman, I will kill you!"

The Troll Overseer Dakara, who has taken over the troll army of Zuaman since his predecessor was killed in the Troll War, can be said to be a simple troll barbarian compared to the scheming of his predecessors. Although the strength is good, the brain is far behind, but Zulkin has no choice. After all, in the Troll War, the trolls lost not only a large number of troops, but also many top masters, and the huge Zuaman is now only able to handle Zulkin and the witchcraft lord Marakas, and the others can only be counted as a number at best.

With Dakara's roar. The trolls raised their weapons. Constantly banging and shouting.

But listening to this provocation, no one in the High Elves' team responded, firstly, because the High Elf army was disciplined and would not make any noise at will, and secondly, because in the minds of the High Elves, the trolls opposite were a group of irrational beasts, and it was pointless to talk to them.

Aurelia looked at Mo Wen with some confusion, although the ordinary elves did not react. But as the head coach, Mo Wen, shouldn't he say something at this time?

But Mo Wen only glanced faintly at the group of troops gathered at the city gate. And then there was a sneer.

Warriors, thieves, hunters, shamans and sorcerers, the configuration of the troll team is also very complete, although some professions have a small number of people, but for a thousand of them, it is enough, but there are no real masters in this team, the forest troll leader Zurkin, the witch lord Malakas are not here, but there are strange fluctuations from the huge altar of Anzuman, as if something is brewing.

Idiot!

made a concise evaluation of the behavior of Zuljin and Malakas, but Mo Wen was secretly refreshed in his heart, he thought that the final victory would be a miserable victory, but he didn't expect that the other side would send such a big bargain, if he didn't grasp it, he would be sorry for those brainless trolls.

Turning his head and glancing at the elves who were starting to breathe a little rapidly because of excitement, Mo Wen raised the giant sword in his hand.

"Kill them!"

As the sword blade pointed, thousands of elves shouted in unison.

The knights raised their shields, and the aura exploded under their feet, covering themselves and their teammates.

The travelers raised their bows and raised their heads, and waves of arrows were thrown out in an instant.

The mages began to chant incantations, and the priests shielded the knights standing in the front row, and then began to prepare for the rejuvenation.

"Ahh

The next moment, a piercing scream sounded in the troll army, although due to the distance and attack method, the arrows of the Far Traveler were not too powerful, but the formation of the trolls was too dense, and in the end, dozens of trolls were pierced into a hornet's nest.

In the midst of the battle, looking at this scene, the troll overseer Kadara was about to crack, it didn't expect the elves to fight when they said it, and it didn't say a word of nonsense, and the blood of its own clan instantly stimulated its eyes to redden, and even Zurkin and Malakas forgot about the command to delay time, and raised the giant axe with a roar.

"Rush! Kill these pointy ears for me! ”

Stepping through his two thick thighs, Kadara was the first to rush out.

Then there was a loud boom, and the earth seemed to tremble, and thousands of trolls rushed towards the High Elves like green waves, and the sound was extremely violent.

"Mage, a hundred meters ahead, spell suppression!"

Gazing coldly at this qiē, Mo Wen looked at the swarming trolls and gave orders unhurriedly.

The mages of Quel'Thalas raised their staffs, and the next moment colorful energy poured down from the sky, flames, frost, arcane, and powerful firepower spread directly through the ranks of the trolls, splitting the swarming wave in two.

"Thieves, kill those mages for me! Shamans, witch doctors, what are you doing! ”

After thousands of years of fierce battles with the High Elves, the trolls naturally also knew something about the tactics of the High Elves, and only listened to a loud roar from Kadara, and the trolls also changed in their ranks.

The figures of the thieves with double daggers dimmed as they galloped, turning into blurred shadows. Either hiding in the charging ranks, or stealthily circling from the sides, some of them barely even visible.

City gates. At the end of the troll procession, trolls dressed in strange clothes were chanting words, one of them working together to erect a dozen totem poles, and under the light, the skin of the troll warriors gradually hardened, as if they were covered with a layer of stone armor, while the other group pointed forward with blood-red eyes. Then a strange wave spread, and under that fluctuation, the troll warrior's originally seven-foot-tall massive body was born. It swelled again, and a strong bloodthirsty light bloomed in his eyes.

Witch doctors and shamans, although there are few spellcasters among trolls, are not absent. Especially the former. This in-game class is the killer weapon that trolls have always had against the High Elves.

Thieves attack mages and archers, and troll warriors tear through elven defenses with the blessing of witch doctors and shamans, this is the tactic used by trolls to push elves into a desperate situation thousands of years ago, the competition is speed and attrition, because of the weakness of elves in melee combat, trolls can often succeed easily after paying a certain price, at least in the absence of human involvement today. This group of simple-minded guys resolutely chose the same tactic.

Crossing the threshold of a hundred meters, the troll's ranged attack began to fire. One by one, the hunters threw their javelins and axes in their hands, and the weapons in the sky smashed into the elven camp with the whistling wind, but the results were a little miserable, and the pale golden shields firmly guarded the far-travelers and mages. Although the shield faltered under the troll's ranged attacks, it intercepted most of the attacks, with few casualties.

However, due to these attacks, the strength of the attacks of both the mages and the Far Travelers decreased, and the charged trolls continued to approach.

Stepping on the stumps and severed arms of their companions, the trolls, after paying for nearly a thousand corpses, finally approached the elves' position, looking at the thin bodies that were close at hand, their eyes full of tyrannical looks.

Then it was time for the trolls to fight, and the emaciated warriors of the elves couldn't stop their charge, at least as the trolls at the front thought.

Then a troll rushed forward, and the mace in his hand smashed the shield of an elven warrior.

But the imaginary scene of the shield shattering and flying did not appear, and the elven warrior only took a slight step back, and steadily held off the blow of the troll's blessed bloodthirsty spell.

Then, in the puzzled eyes of the troll, the elven warrior's body was slightly sideways, and the sword in his hand was raised.

"Revenge!"

A blow of frost, fire, and lightning slashed past the troll's left shoulder, then through his right abdomen, nearly splitting the troll in two, the power of magic thwarting the troll's powerful abilities, and as the blood flowed, the troll fell headlong to the ground.

The same scene was repeated throughout the battlefield, and in the face of the onslaught of the trolls, the elven defenses were not shattered with a single blow, and the five hundred elven knights divided into several rows, like a reef in the sea, intercepted the troll's attack.

The roar of striking iron continued to sound, and although it slowly retreated from the massive impact, the elves' line was not chaotic at all, slowly strangling the trolls that rushed towards them, while keeping the ranged attackers firmly in the center.

"The first two rows of elven knights open the thorn aura, the high-level knights turn on the meditation aura, the far traveler and the mage attack freely, and the target is a troll from fifty meters to one hundred meters! Pastors pay attention to healing and mantra shield blessings! ”

Looking at the trolls who were constantly attacking, Mo Wen showed a hint of mockery on his face, did he really think that it was still thousands of years ago, and you won by rushing to the side?

With Mo Wen's order, the aura eyes of the elven knights standing in the front changed at their feet, and a golden needle-like light appeared at their feet.

The trolls who had been frantically tapping on the Elven Shield Wall felt a tightness in their chests, and with each powerful blow, a strong force shook back, making them feel like they wanted to vomit blood.

Then the magic attacks, which had been reduced in frequency due to the consumption of demons, became loud again, and under the protection of the Truth Shield, the elven mages did not care about the trolls attacking in front of them, but poured their firepower forward to the fullest.

In a short time, in front of the elven army and in the center of the battlefield, the trolls had left hundreds of corpses behind, and the casualties were increasing dramatically.

Unable to attack for a long time, the more they fight, the more they hurt themselves, the teammates behind them kept falling, standing in the front row of the team, those troll warriors also hesitated for the first time in their eyes, and began to be afraid.

And noticing this, the mocking color on the corner of Mo Wen's mouth became more and more obvious.

In fact, the situation of the elves now is far from being as optimistic as it seems, using the thorn aura, Mo Wen actually gave up the blessings brought by the power aura and the defensive aura, if the trolls are really attacking like ever, then I'm afraid the defense line will be torn apart for a while, but unfortunately the impact is lost, and the attack cannot be carried out for a long time, and the more they fight, the more they are injured, these trolls in the front row subconsciously left a little strength when attacking, which can make the elf knights persist until now, after all, the physical conditions are too poor, Although the knights are far more powerful than the average elf, they are no match for the troll warriors.

Looking at the troll who had lost his courage, the killing intent in Mo Wen's eyes became more and more vigorous.

Then he didn't know what he felt, he suddenly showed a bright smile again, and the blue-purple ice crystal sword in his hand slammed into the ground.

"Frost Nova!"

With a whisper, a circle of blue light spread out around the elven team, quickly covering all the surrounding spaces.

Click, click, and the sound of icing, standing at the front of the line, the troll warriors were frozen in their legs and feet, unable to move anymore, and not only that, but the gloomy shadows also exploded under the light, revealing the terrified thieves inside. At some point, they had been extremely close to the elves' positions, especially in the rear, where the mages and priests were, and a few of them had quietly bypassed the knights on both wings and approached the vulnerable spellcaster.

"Group shot!"

"Multi-shot!"

Then two shouts from the Far Wanderers were heard, and Aurelia and Sylvanas drew their longbows, and with the power of just two of them, they created a rain of arrows, killing the thieves who showed their shadows one by one.

Azeroth is a high-level world, and the top masters in it often have a powerful ability to turn the tide of battle.

Because of their frozen bodies, the troll thieves could only helplessly fall under the arrows of the Windranger sisters one by one, and seeing that another hole card returned in vain, the troll's morale began to plummet, and gradually showed signs of instability.

However, at this moment, I suddenly heard a loud shout.

"What are you idiots up to, can't you beat even a bunch of pointy ears?"

"Whirlwind Slash!"

Armed with a giant axe, the Troll Overseer Kadara rushed to the front of the group, and with a wave of the giant axe in his hand, he knocked the two elven knights away, and then heard a ping-pong sound, and it actually rushed into the elven defense line like a hurricane, swept away several knights, and then slaughtered the team of the Far Wanderers. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you Han Xiu, Captain Cookie, Moe is the justice of the monthly pass and Osi, ZEKO, the king standing under the sun, Xiao Mofeng and cottage for the tips.