Zuaman is located in the southernmost part of the Silvermoon Forest, which in the future history was also known to the elves as the Eternal Song Forest. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The city of trolls is at odds with this beautiful golden forest: rugged architecture, bone spurs and rough wooden sheds, countless huge carved wooden voodoo masks hanging from the walls or tree branches, and the main body of the building is made of a dark green or dark yellow stone block, which in Hu Feng's opinion resembles the Mayan pyramids of the previous life.

The Amani troll scouts had already discovered the traces of the coalition forces, and at this moment the Amani trolls were ready for battle, and the Amani troll leader Zurkin and the sorcery lord Malakas were standing on a high platform made of dark green boulders, looking at the human army with a serious face.

Originally, the war between their trolls and those long-eared trolls has lasted for countless years, and it has always been a tug-of-war, and no one can help anyone, but now that the elves have the help of humans, the Amani trolls have lost their troops and lost their troops one after another, and their sphere of influence has shrunk repeatedly. Now, the enemy's coalition forces have hit directly to the gate of Zuaman.

The enemies were very angry when they saw each other, and without a few words of taunting each other before the war on the earth, and then there was a fight or something, the catapult of the human army immediately projected an overwhelming iron ball and a stone burning with magical flames towards Zuaman. The mages began to cast spells, and the rangers shot their deadly arrows. The Amani trolls immediately began to fight back, javelins, crude arrows, and voodoo spells heading straight for the coalition forces from the walls.

This cold weapon mixed with magic is a war that lasts for a long time, and the trolls rely on the walls to defend with ease.

"Mage Corps, listen to orders!" Merry stood on a high platform at the back of the formation, where the mages cast their spells. "Prepare the Spirit Link! Unleash the Firestorm!"

A huge circle immediately appeared under the feet of the human mages, and silver magical light appeared on them, connecting a hundred human mages like needles and threads, and finally all converged on Merry*Winterwind. At this moment, Merry exudes terrifying magic, and the elven mages also frequently look sideways, and the spiritual link is not unused, but there are few who can use it easily like Merry, and there are not many of them, and that kind of mental pressure will cause a mental breakdown if it is not good, and the whole person will become a demented fool.

"Feel the power of Alathor, troll!" Merry raised his staff, and a thick torrent of flames shot into the sky, eventually raining down on the city of Zuaman like a rain of flames, and then gathering on the ground and blazing.

The elven mages were also desperately unleashing destructive spells, concentrating on attacking the walls of the hardest-hit area that had been baptized by the rain of flames, only to see that the walls of that area began to crack at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then slowly collapsed.

A low trumpet sounded, and the human army received the order to siege the city, and the soldiers of Arathso began to rush towards the breach, shields in hand or straight away. At this moment, there was an uncomfortable green wave on the city wall, and the hex lord Maracas waved his scepter decorated with many skulls, and the green voodoo energy left down the city wall like water, and finally formed green venom pits in the gaps, and continued to spew highly poisonous green venom.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!" After a brief moment of panic, the human army controlled the formation and slowly retreated, this time the siege failed.

At this time, several elven mages let out a scream, they were under the voodoo curse of the troll witch doctor, and the sudden severe pain made these mages lose their combat effectiveness in an instant. Hu Feng floated quietly in the rear and watched the battle situation, without saying a word. A shadow leaped and galloped through the trees, and Aurelia was now menacing.

"Hu Feng, why don't you help! Kong has great strength but does nothing! Is this the hero of the Ancient War!" Aurelia rushed to Hu Feng and shouted, and the two children of the night behind Hu Feng suddenly had a fierce glint in their eyes, and their pupils flashed with a dangerous arcane light.

Hu Feng waved his hand to stop the Children of the Night, and then looked at the female ranger seriously: "I am not your babysitter or anyone's babysitter, my responsibility is to guide the elves." I naturally stepped in when I thought I needed to. Then he pointed in the direction of the coalition forces.

"Although the first attack was thwarted, the coalition forces have begun to organize a second time, and we now have the upper hand, and there are no casualties, the troll witch doctors have suffered heavy losses. I can help you solve it, but what about next time? What about next time? What about when I return to Kalimdor? Only friendship that has been baptized by war is the strongest alliance, and the High Elves and humans must genuinely support each other in order to have a brilliant future. ”

Aurelia stomped her foot hard, "Hmph, I can't talk about you. I don't care, if there are dead or wounded, you have to take action!"

As Hu Feng said, it seems that the coalition forces will not be able to attack the city, but the casualties can actually be said to be almost none, although voodoo is deadly, but the effect is slow, and the soldiers and mages who have been hit by voodoo are pulled to the rear and are purified. At this moment, the coalition forces also changed their plans, and continued to let the mages bombard the walls and city of Zuaman indiscriminately, and the human catapults also played a game of throwing stones all the time.

The attacks of the upper elves and the children of the night were even more ruthless, they condensed a highly concentrated arcane ray, and shot at Zuaman one by one, shooting the city wall full of holes, and what was even more terrifying was that these rays still did not finish after penetrating the city wall, and continued to shoot deeper, and many unlucky people in the city did not know what was going on, and their bodies were pierced through a large steaming hole.

Hu Feng paid close attention to the situation, it was not that he didn't want to make a move, but the deeper reason made him decide to wait.

He had always regarded Darth Rema, the exile of the Sunstrider family, as his elven followers, his people. But the High Elves have many stinking faults of one kind or another, such as arrogance, empty eyes, and free and loose. Although they are forced to ask for help from humans, deep down they still despise humans as a new race.

The fact that they named themselves High Elves instead of continuing to use the upper elves is telling. So Hu Feng decided to knock and knock these high elves, so that they could really face up to their own strength and shortcomings, and face up to their human allies in the midst of difficulties and blood and fire.

Although Kalimdor's night elves and upper-class elves also have the bad habit of arrogance, under the subtle guidance of Hu Feng for many years, this inexplicable arrogance has been subdued a lot, and there is more and more enterprising and exploratory atmosphere in the elven society, rather than resting on their laurels and dying on the World Tree until they grow old.

Back on the battlefield, Amani trolls are crumbling, and the walls are broken or collapsed in many places. Hu Feng decided to add a fire.

Slowly floating into the air, Hu Feng's body began to spread out a violent, purple lightning-like magic fluctuation, and the warring parties immediately noticed this. "Witch Doctor, concentrate your forces and kill that human mage!"

Maracas roared, and a succession of voodoo curses shot into the air at Hu Feng. Immediately, all kinds of voodoo spells smashed on Hu Feng's body, and Hu Feng's face did not resist at all. The elves and humans were sweating together, and Aurelia wanted to rush to Hu Feng's side, but was brutally trapped in place by several children of the night in an arcane cage.

"What are you doing! Let me out, I'm going to save him! Are you blind?"

Aurelia's roar immediately drew mocking glances from the Children of the Night, apparently they hadn't forgotten the Ranger chick's disrespect to her master. "Stupid woman, shut up, don't apply your superficial knowledge to your master, the master's magic is invincible!"

Aurelia didn't have the heart to quarrel with the children of the night, staring worriedly at Hu Feng, whose sky was completely covered in voodoo light, but she quickly relented.

The voodoo, which was shining a moment ago, was like being sucked out by a whirlpool in the second second. "Divine Origin, Azeroth Spellbinder" This super artifact staff produced by the Titan absorbs all voodoo.

This made the two parties who paid attention to Hu Feng stunned for a moment, and then vaguely heard a voice that seemed to come from the staff in their minds: "Not enough! Not enough! I want more food! If you don't give it, then kill you!"

At this time, Hu Feng released his staff, and the latter floated around Hu Feng himself, and then laughed wildly in everyone's minds and shot an overwhelming variety of spells at the troll: an enlarged version of the arcane barrage, an expanded blizzard, a firestorm that would identify the troll and run towards the troll, and so on. All of them smashed into the city of Zuaman, and suddenly there were bursts of ghosts and wolves.

The human and elf alliance looked at it with a chill all over their bodies, and then sighed. This is the super artifact staff of the divine envoy, and it actually has its own consciousness, and the strength of the staff itself is an unfathomable archmage.

Hu Feng was also ready at this moment, he raised one hand in the direction of Zu Aman, and the rune disc behind him twisted and changed, and then expanded into a huge circular energy vortex circling behind Hu Feng, followed by a terrifying coercion, Hu Feng's eyes flickered wildly with various energy torrents, and shouted: "Die!" The energy vortex shot out countless thick arcane, flames and ice rays. So the coalition forces looked sluggish and watched as the walls of Zuaman crumbled and annihilated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then came the city, where Zuamán was razed to the ground as if crushed by an invisible bulldozer.

"I order, everyone, attack! kill me! kill! kill!" Hu Feng yelled at the already stupid coalition forces on the ground.

Everyone suddenly became excited, and the human generals came back to their senses and immediately organized their soldiers to charge towards the half-crippled city as fast as possible. The mages were led by Merry and flew towards the city at a levitating speed.

"I don't want to see even one troll alive until the sun goes down!" Hu Feng continued to roar. "Do my will, or bear my wrath!"

So, in a frenzied state of frenzy and a hint of pressure, the coalition forces rushed into Zuaman, and began to look around with red eyes looking for the trolls who were still alive.

Well... Trolls may be hard to kill, but the wrath of the gods must be even more terrifying, isn't it?