Their clothing and equipment had not really changed, but could a change of clothes turn someone into a proper soldier? Could soldiers like these be commanded as readily as moving one's own arms?
The elves all knew that trolls had a strong will to fight. Having fought the trolls of Zul'Aman for years, they knew trolls could usually keep fighting even after suffering heavy casualties. But with this sort of fighting, little better than a gang brawl, how high would those casualties be?
They would be facing strong, organized orcs! The orcs' fighting spirit was no weaker than the trolls', and those who had drunk demon blood were even more frenzied. Soldiers this lacking in organization and discipline would have little chance of victory even if they were all armed to the teeth.
If the Hinterlands Combined Army consisted entirely of soldiers like these... Shidewa, Xinluoge, and the other elf officers of the Army General Staff Department dared not imagine how many orc charges a legion made up of these thuggish troll soldiers could withstand.
For a legion of such undisciplined soldiers to effectively stop the orcs who had drunk demon blood, they would need not two United Burning Legions, but six or eight. Their only option would be to overwhelm the invading orcs with sheer numbers.
But that was clearly impossible! The Hinterlands did not have the capacity to form six to eight combat legions. Even if the trolls could supply enough troops, Quel'Danil would not dare support them-and could not afford to, either.
The new Warchief of the Vilebranch Trolls could tell what the elf commanders of the Army General Staff were thinking, and he felt somewhat embarrassed himself.
Naturally, the Vilebranch Troll army could not compare with the High Elf forces. One was a band of beggars