Chapter 1281 Bloody Battle
“Zandalari Lives Forever!”
The movement of the higher-ups excited the trolls who were ready to go in the surrounding area. They couldn't help but join in the shouting, causing a commotion.
With loyalty to the God-King and fanatical belief in the Loa, the morale of the Zandalari army was pushed to its peak.
They turned their chins on the Allies.
You see, you Amani and Gurubashi country bumpkins can never surpass us!
Zul'jin and Sen'jin watched all this coldly from the sidelines, with no sadness or joy in their hearts.
As followers of the elder level, they knew clearly in their hearts that Tastin Gou and his companions had already left the troll clan and entered the Spirit Hall, and that only trolls like them who possessed leadership skills would be put in the open as racial leaders.
It is true that the Zandalari trolls have existed for eternity, and it is also true that they have risen.
but!
The Amani and Gurubashi tribes will both last forever and rise!
Because they have a common owner!
Zul'jin and Sen'jin each felt each other's gaze, and both nodded slightly, reaching a consensus!
"Amani Bear Riders! Charge!"
"Gurubashi Raptors, charge!"
Zul'jin's voice is loud and wild, like a forest beast, while Sen'jin's words are calm, magnetic and convincing.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Before the Zandalari in the center could react, their friendly forces on the flanks had already launched an attack on the core area of the blood trolls!
"Damn it!" The Hex Lord was furious. "Your Majesty, give the order. I will lead the charge. We cannot let these two tribes take the lead!"
"Go, my warriors!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
The three armies launched an attack towards the central area of Nazmir like three arrows. At the same time, the blood trolls who had been prepared for a long time also rushed out of the jungle.
Among those blood trolls as thin as bamboo poles, there are also many disgusting blood beasts!
The morale of the troll coalition was high and the fighting power was terrifying. The front row of blood trolls, which were like cannon fodder, were directly blown away by the giant bears, triceratops, and velociraptor knights, and then trampled into meat paste by the chaotic crowd!
The three knightly orders were competing against each other. Their attacks seemed swift, but it was difficult to determine the winner. This made the Zandalari leaders, who had always looked down on other trolls, frown.
The Hex Lord, the front-line commander, came to the God King and whispered, "Your Majesty, let the siege lord Roca go!"
Princess Talanji didn't say anything, but her expression showed approval.
Where would Zandalari put their face if they were outshined by a bunch of poor people?
"Then let Roca go!"
The Hex Lord was overjoyed to get permission and turned away.
After a while, a passage was cleared in the Zandalari army, and a group of giant trolls four or five meters tall walked out. The leader was six meters tall!
These gigantic trolls are war machines created through mystical magic. They sacrifice their intelligence in exchange for super-developed muscles, making them ideal for sieges and charging into enemy territory.
Roca raised the huge war hammer in his hand high and roared loudly.
As he roared, other giant trolls also raised their weapons and let out deafening roars!
The Hex Lord was very satisfied with the effect, and even looked provocatively in the direction of Amani and Gurubashi.
Huge Trolls are several times more powerful than ordinary Troll soldiers. It takes a huge amount of resources to train them, so only large tribes can afford them.
Lal didn't believe that the Amani, who were suppressed by the high elves, and the Gurubashi, who were ravaged by the blood god Hakkar, could pull out the hundreds of giant trolls in front of him.
And this is only one third of Zandalar!
"Go ahead, Roca!"
Following the urging of the God King, a hundred-man team of giant trolls stomped heavily on the ground and rushed out!
“Victory for your majesty! Long live the Zandalari!”
"Crush them!"
The battle formation of a hundred giant trolls was like a bulldozer, crushing the blood trolls with ease!
Although the casualties were huge, the blood trolls continued to charge forward as if they had lost their minds, attacking the lines of the three major tribes almost at the risk of their lives.
Injury for injury, life for injury!
As the battle line advanced, the battlefield was filled with blood, making people feel sick and nauseous. The whole of Nazmir was filled with a strong smell of killing.
In the jungle farther away, a dozen Blood Mistresses quietly watched their soldiers being defeated one after another, but their faces became more and more excited!
The blood trolls are a primitive, matriarchal tribe, their tribes being more primitive than the troll tribes of other regions.
When their army had lost more than half of its troops, the mistress heard the urging of their gods!
"Blood! More blood! Kill them!"
"Go! Go quickly, corrupt servants, and offer me their blood!"
The leading Blood Mother Athena finally took action!
"Begin the ceremony!"
Following Athena's words, the other blood mistresses began to breathe faster!
After the strange sacrificial ceremony began, the blood on the battlefield seemed to come to life and gathered in one direction!
boom!
boom!
boom!
The blood that gathered together exploded, spraying in all directions, turning into a bloody rain, dripping down among the crowd!
The rich taste of blood made the trolls feel nauseous and want to vomit.
"what!"
What followed was a series of screams that echoed throughout the entire battlefield!
"It's blood magic! The Blood Mistress is nearby!" The Hex Lord was shocked: "Where is the Holy Warrior Legion! Zalan, take your people and purify the blood plague!"
On the other side, Bwonsamdi had quietly appeared beside Senjin.
"Oh, man, if you don't want your warriors to be infected with the plague, it's best to keep them away from the blood. Once they are stained with that disgusting blood, I can't save them!"
The blood plague comes from G'huun. Once these trolls die from the blood plague, their souls will be corrupted and even the god of death cannot find them.
"Offer your souls to the great G'huun!"
Along with a sharp howl in the jungle, the blood that had just been stained seemed to have life and seeped into the skin of the trolls, and they all showed expressions of pain!
"I heard……"
"Master's guidance!"
"Roar!"
After a series of creepy whispers, this group of trolls covered in blood plague turned around and began to attack their comrades around them!
Not only that, those blood troll soldiers who had already fallen also stood up one after another!
This strange scene was beyond the understanding of most trolls.
God-King Rastakhan's expression straightened. He turned around and said solemnly to his daughter:
"Go and ask the god Lei Zan!"
