Infinite Heroes Seat

Zuaman City, the capital of the Troll Empire in the past, was already plunged into a sea of ​​flames. Black smoke filled the city, shouts of killing one after another, and the pungent smell of blood mixed in the wind and drifted far away. The place.

Although the large forces of the trolls have been defeated and fled in all directions, as the capital of the forest trolls, there are still many trolls in Zuaman, some trolls who are not afraid of death, in twos and threes from the corners of the streets, the wooden houses and the low houses. He rushed out of the elves and launched a suicide attack on the elves.

Among them were fighters, but more were civilians, who came forward and followed, and were not afraid of life and death at all.

All the people are soldiers, bloodthirsty and brutal. The name of the forest trolls in Lordaeron is not given in vain, but they can only fall in a pool of blood one by one in the face of the high elves gathered together. Among.

The whole body is covered with blood, the armor and sword are dripping with blood, and against the blazing fire, the faces of these high elves are full of strange light, reaping mercilessly~no~wrong~quled any The life of the troll who dared to appear before them.

It's not that the elves are cold-blooded and ruthless, but the thousands of years of hatred, the huge differences in race and culture, so that they can't regard these trolls who still retain the custom of cannibalism as their kind of intelligent life, because of their size and face. For this reason, they couldn't even tell whether the troll attacking them was a male or female, a child or an old man, so naturally they would not have the slightest pity.

On the road paved with blood and stumps, the high elves slew all the way from the gate to the altar in the center of the city, and their morale was so high.

This is Zuaman. The capital of the trolls, the last refuge of the forest trolls, its destruction means the complete demise of the troll empire. Since the high elves landed in Lordaeron, thousands of years of troll wars will be in their thousands. What a glory it is to end in human hands!

Because of the excitement and excitement, the pretty faces of these elves even rose slightly, especially the nearly five hundred elven knights, looking at the figure standing at the forefront of the team that brought them victory. The enthusiasm on her face moved Alleria, a high-ranking general. In her long military career. She had never seen these calm-natured elves show such expressions.

But looking at the majestic figure holding a blue-purple giant sword, wearing a gold-red armor, and long hair flowing in the wind, Alleria had to admit it again. Their prince is nothing better than that. Follow behind him. Even she was a bit depraved, not to mention ordinary elves.

And standing by her side, her sister Sylvanas. The eyes were also colorful, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Looking at the figure striding forward, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Being watched and admired by the elves, Mo Wen didn't feel much. He silently directed the phoenix to pass through the air and burn the entire city, but his attention was always on the altar not far away.

If you want the high elves to completely get rid of the old opponents of trolls and grow stronger, one is to kill their vital power, and the other is to kill their leader Zul'jin,-without this old guy jumping up and down, then the trolls It's just a piece of loose sand that can't be gathered, and it's not a concern at all.

As for the complete extermination of the troll family, Mo Wen never thought of this idea. Don’t look at how easy it was for them to beat Zu Aman, but if you really wipe out all the forest trolls in this jungle, then finally They must be dead. Trolls live in the form of tribes and clans. Although there are many trolls in Zuaman City, there are more trolls in this jungle. In jungle warfare, the elves do not have the advantage. The wizard has the advantage. Weakened, the ranger alone is probably not the opponent of those troll warriors who use javelins and throwing axes. According to my estimation, if we really want to completely eliminate the trolls, then the high elves will have to pay at least three layers. Army battle damage and a lot of time are extremely unfavorable for dealing with orc wars and undead natural disasters in the future. There are decades left to survive, which is simply not enough for the elves to recover.

Therefore, Zul'jin must die, otherwise, with its prestige, it is very likely that an army of trolls will be drawn from the jungle of Zuaman to fight against the high elves.

Weighing the pros and cons in his mind, looking at the white-haired forest troll who came out of the altar and the trolls under it, Mo Wen's killing intent had already reached its peak.

But here did not hear the killing intent, walking out from the altar there, looking at the handsome young man leading below, Zulkin was also furious, wishing to smash Mowen's corpse into pieces.

Zul'jin was a little flustered when he heard that the high elves were committing a large-scale attack, because he knew very well that as his old opponent, those high elves were terrible. The troll side would never be an opponent. This is not purely about the military. The gap is the gap between the top players.

Among the trolls, he and Malakas are the only ones who can get it right now. In any case, they will not be the opponents of the elves who fell out of the master. Therefore, it ordered the warlord Kadala to delay at the cost of the lives of the tribe. In time, he and Malakas hid in the altar of the troll and carried out that dangerous plan, hoping to improve his strength and turn the tide of the battle at the last minute.

As a result, although the ultimate goal was achieved, it succeeded in gaining the power of the four beast gods, and its strength increased greatly, but its tribe was unexpectedly quickly defeated by the high elves, and when they came out, it was even more powerful. Even the entire Zuaman was destroyed.

What made Zul'jin almost vomiting blood was that their previous estimates were incorrect. The total number of high elves on this trip was only about a thousand people, and only three masters came (Salorian has not taken any action yet, so he has not been Discovered), it actually doesn’t need to carry out that dangerous experiment at all, and with it and Malakas in charge, it’s impossible for the troll to be defeated by an army of thousands of elves, in other words. , Seeing the elven army coming, it frightened itself, and as a result, the hometown was overwhelmed.

Having ruled the forest trolls for thousands of years, Zul'jin has never been so embarrassed and indignant. Looking at the wreckage and the smoke-filled city, the corner of his mouth is about to bite and bleed.

"Boy, who are you!"

The voice was as cold as ice. Zulkin looked at Mo Wen and asked every word.

Raising the ice thunder robbery in his hand, he aimed at Zul'jin, Mo Wen chuckled lightly.

"I am Kael'thas, the descendant of the sun chaser, the prince of Quel'Thalas! Zul'jin, on the order of his father, came here to claim your head today, why not come down and die?!"

"Kael'thas, ask for my head?" Zul'jin murmured twice. But he was very angry and smirked.

"Okay, okay, okay! Kid. You deserve to be the son of that old **** Anastrian, just as arrogant, since you came to die by yourself, I will kill you first. Let your Sunstrider family. Bloodline cut off! "

"Malakas. You bring people to stop others!"

With a roar, Zul'jin, with bloodshot eyes, almost jumped off the altar, and the giant blade in his hand that was like an arm guard slashed towards Mo Wen's head.

Look at its back. Malakas, the witchcraft lord with white hair and beards, hesitated to speak, but in the end he sighed and commanded the remaining guards to meet the elves' team. I personally took action, right. Got the Windrunner sisters.

To be honest, Malakas actually didn’t want to continue fighting with the elves now. Although Zul'jin has advanced in strength, he may not be pleased with the high elves. Others may not have noticed it, but with its strength. How could it not have noticed Salorian hidden in the elf knight? With this warrior holding the dragon's blade, how could Zul'jin have killed the only descendant of the Sunstrider generation?

But it knew that even if it was dissuaded, it was useless. Although Zul'jin's resourcefulness was considered extraordinary and his temperament was very forbearing, the loss this time was so great that Zul'jin could not afford it. After the Troll War, the vitality that the forest trolls recovered almost disappeared, and there is no need for hundreds of years to organize an army that can threaten Quel'Thalas. And more importantly, this was originally avoidable, and it was completely their own mistake, not to mention Zul'jin as the leader, now Malakas himself can't suppress the anger in his heart.

Green rays of light spilled out of his hand, and from time to time a cloud of poison was summoned. The witchcraft lord almost dragged the two Windrunner sisters with his own power. Of course, this is because the Windrunner sisters did not reach the peak, but in fact Strength should not be underestimated.

It’s just that although Malakas completed the task Zul'jin confessed, Zul'jin did not grasp the opportunity at all. Rather, it was on the contrary. The elven prince, who was not very concerned about it, was actually far beyond it. Imagination.

The green arm whizzed towards the arm blade, Zul'jin’s whirlwind was far more fierce than Kadala, and the rolled wind blade could almost cut a person’s cheek, knife after knife, enveloping Mo Wen's body didn't stop for a moment.

But holding the big sword, Mo Wen clasped his hands together, hacked up and down, swept left and right, but firmly held Zul'jin's attack, the blue-violet sword body glowed with strange brilliance, and every stroke was accurately beaten. On Zul'jin's arm blade, not only did its offensive be wiped out, but the force of the counter-shock made it uncomfortable to vomit blood.

With the tinkling of iron, Zul'jin suddenly retreated with his knife after countless fights, and then his hand touched his waist.

The next moment a cold light rushed toward his face, and it came to Mo Wen in the blink of an eye.

But Mo Wen didn't panic, instead he showed sarcasm, and the big sword in his hand swept the cold light into two.

"That's what you can do, Zul'jin, it's no wonder that you just didn't want to come out just now, it's really a waste! Tsk, it's no wonder that the troll clan has a commander like you, and it's no wonder that the troll clan has been defeated repeatedly! I don't know after this battle. , How many people are willing to follow you?"

Looking at the two hand-axes that fell on the ground, Mo Wen's eyes showed a glimmer of light, and he sneered at Zul'jin with a smirk.

Originally, Zul'jin couldn’t hear it after a long battle, but Zul'jin was willing to retreat. What Malakas could discover, he would naturally notice. Knowing that Salorian was there, it probably wouldn’t be able to kill it, and When fighting against Mo Wen, the only remaining guards had already caused a lot of elven knights to besieged and killed. If you don’t leave, there will be no chance. With Zul'jin’s temperament, after calming down, he naturally knew what to do. How to choose.

But at this moment, listening to Mo Wen's words, there was a sudden excitement in its heart, and only then did it discover a very fatal problem. Although in the early Troll Wars, Zul'kin led the troll army to win many battles, and once pushed the high elves into desperation. The prestige in the clan is unique, but since the later period of the troll wars, it has been After repeated battles and defeats, in the end, they could only shrink one side. Now there are some small tribes deep in the jungle that are not quite obedient. In the battle of Zuaman, it did not show up at the beginning and did not achieve any results afterwards~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This allowed Zulkien how to gain a foothold among the forest trolls in the future, even if the prestige was high before, it was impossible. So profligate unless--

Staring at the young man in front of him, Zul'jin was ruthless, and his complexion began to grow filthy.

"Boy, you forced me to do this!"

In almost a short instant, Zul'jin's body swelled up strangely, and countless small hairs emerged from its body.

"--Roar!"

In the next moment, the wild roar shook the entire Zu Aman. Amid the bad wind and the bumps of the earth, a giant bear more than ten meters long rushed towards Mo Wen and slapped his head with one claw. (To be continued...)

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Chapter 15 Zul'jin debut:

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