Despair

On the silent battlefield, the flames jumped and jumped. Elves saw two fireworks-like lights in the distance coming closer, but they only saw what kind of flames they were, but a pair of flames shining from the inside out, and a pair of eyes under crazy eyebrows.🐚🐠 ☞🐧

The owner of the eyes is an astonishingly tall Trolls. He is wearing leather trousers and a robe with tight sleeves and open placket. Around his waist is a wide belt with an jade buckle in front of his waist, and two circles of thick hemp rope hanging on both sides. The hemp ropes cover the hem of the robe behind him to prevent the robe from fluttering.

"Your Excellency Sylvanas, aren't you here?" Zul'ra scanned the silent audience, and Shi Ran strode to the enemy line to look for the figure of Ms. Windrunner. With the character of Queen Xi, there is no reason to be timid!

"Our commander went to the western battlefield because you broke your promise and launched an attack on us in advance." A burst of light from the teleportation spell lit up, and the voice of Lirath spread throughout the battlefield.

"I don't know where I broke my promise. I made an agreement with you the day before yesterday and gave you a day to rest yesterday, and then launched the attack early this morning. Isn't this exactly the third day?" Zul'ra looked at the blond man Elves who walked out of the center of the camp in the light of the teleportation technique, and couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

"..." Lirath teleported to the middle of the camp. Hearing the questions before the formation, he responded without thinking. But after hearing the other party's response, he couldn't help but get stuck in his throat. First, his mind was confused, and then he was dumbfounded when he calculated it. It seemed that there was really no discussion on where to start counting the three days for the battle.

"I came here to admire Sylvanas. Since she is not here, then forget it." Zul'ra looked at the silent blond male Elves and was too lazy to say anything more.

"Wait a minute, Zul'ra Jin, don't you think that this will damage your credibility as King of the Amani?" Lirath listened to the words on the other side and couldn't help but think about it and shouted. While shouting, he tried his best to look over and saw Trolls in the night. He was tall and big, exuding an aura of destruction to the whole audience. He had to delay time.

"Little Elves, tell me your name." Zul'ra looked at the little guy trying to talk and argue with him and couldn't help but smile.

"Lirath, Lirath, my name is Lirath." Lirath gestured to the mage next to him who teleported himself. The mage quickly walked aside and urged other Elves to start organizing formations to prepare for defense.

"Lirath!" Zul'ra didn't pay attention to the little movements of Elves, and lowered his eyes slightly. He remembered that Sylvanas's younger brother had this name, but the problem was, that guy seemed to have died during the Orcs invasion.

"Yes, it's me. My name is Lirath·Windrunner, Sylvanas is my sister." Lirath looked at Trolls who was silent and didn't care about his little actions. He couldn't help but cheer up and find some topics that the other party liked.

"Lirath, I'll give you a chance to verify my credibility and ask your people to put down their weapons. I won't kill you." Zul'ra couldn't figure out whether this could be a guy with the same name, but that's not right. It seems that almost all of Windrunner Sisters's relatives are dead, so how could there be another Lirath with the same name.

"King of the Amani, do you really not care about your credibility at all?" Lirath looked at the guy who was not interested in his sister at all and couldn't help but panic.

"It is my biggest breach of trust to lose the victory of the soldiers' struggle. Seize Lirath and attack." Zul'ra looked at the little Elves who was talking to him, and then looked at the other High Elvess who were organizing defense, and let out a loud shout.

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"Tastedine Gou." Trolls Warrior didn't dare to interrupt Zul'ra, but upon hearing his order, they couldn't help but let out a loud roar with excitement and rushed into the camp like a flood.

Facing the wave of attacks from Trolls, High Elves struggled to resist. Several chants rang out on the battlefield, and dozens of fireballs flew toward Zul'ra accompanied by arrows. High Elves had realized that killing Zul'ra was their only hope for victory.

"Don't stand in front of me." Zul'ra looked at the rain of flying fireballs and arrows. While throwing a sentence to the left and right, he raised his right arm forward, and the air flow surged forward according to his will. The rain of flying fireballs and arrows instantly stopped and fell to the ground, annihilated into sparks. High Elves's hope of victory shattered like a bubble.

When facing Zul'ra, the Trolls and Warrior on the side had to get out of the way. They knew who King of the Amani was talking to, and they set their sights on the Elves resisters next to them. Of course, there were also a few who flattered and pounced on the previous Lirath and Elves that Zul'ra Jin wanted to capture alive.

The High Elvess who fought against Trolls were a little desperate because they discovered that many of their usually hunched-backed enemies had now stood up straight. Not only had they become stronger, but they also seemed invincible. The wounds caused by the swords healed almost in the blink of an eye. A fireball hit their bodies without even igniting their hair.

High Elves began to feel desperate, but some Elves Warrior did not give up. Seeing Zul'ra who stood out among the Trolls, they formed a formation and rushed in front of him to launch an attack. As soon as they pounced on them, they felt a strong wind blowing in their faces, and then they were thrown out like sandbags.

"Those who put down their weapons and those who squat on the ground with their heads in their hands are not allowed to be killed." Zul'ra used Ultimate Voodoo to radiate all the Trolls, and then used atmospheric elements to throw away the two groups of High Elves Warrior that were rushing towards him. Feeling the despair of those guys, he let out a loud shout.

"Those who put down their weapons and those who squat on the ground with their hands on their heads are not allowed to be killed." Zul'ra shouted a second time in succession. Two Trolls Warrior on the battlefield had already captured Lirath. Facing their opponents, the Elvess were still struggling to resist.

"Those who put down their weapons, those who squat on the ground with their heads in their hands, are not allowed to kill. Killing prisoners is a challenge to my majesty." With the third words of Zul'ra, there are Elves Warrior who could not bear the psychological pressure and chose to put down their weapons, and Trolls who killed red eyes Warrior When he was about to wave his weapon, when he saw his opponent abandoning his troops and holding his head, he couldn't help but quickly stopped and turned to look for other resisters.

High Elves's army, ever since they fell into the siege of the jungle in the southeast of Sunscar Peak, has failed without external force. Now it is just a complete collapse. Zul'ra is walking on the battlefield and saying the words of surrender. High Elves almost surrenders. Of course, there are many stubborn ones, but their fate is that they are torn apart by Trolls or lose their resistance.

Zul'ra strode from the Elves military camp to the Anowien temple. Half of the town under his command, twelve hundred Trolls, had completely High Elves was completely overwhelmed, and no one was killed or injured. Because of the Ultimate Voodoo effect of Blessing of the Loa, no one could stop him unless he was a demigod.

The battle ended quickly. Zul'ra ordered the Trollss to gather the prisoners in an orderly manner. Except for the mages and Lirath who were detained separately with separate warnings, the rest were separated by gender. In addition, every iron product and weapon on their bodies was taken away to reduce their resistance to a minimum.

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