Chapter 882: The Fall of Zumawi (Asking for a Monthly Pass)
The war came so suddenly, so abruptly that the skull-splitting trolls were unprepared.
Anashik never expected such a situation to happen, those foreigners who saw him like mice and cats would dare to invade the territory of the Skullsplitting Tribe, and their number this time was far greater than Anashik expected, and the powerful Skullsplitting Tribes were defeated by them in the face of this surging crowd, and they were not only defeated, but even Zantaga was lost.
As a barrier to the northwest of Zumawi, the main city of the Skullsplitting Clan, the loss of Zantagar is not just a loss of a city for the entire Skull-Splitting Clan, but most importantly, its loss exposes the main city of the tribe to the soldiers of those foreigners. The main city, which was once safe, is no longer safe, and is in danger of being plunged into war at any time.
There was one thing that made Anasik wonder, how did he defeat Zantagar with the strength of those foreigners?
In Annashik's memory, the foreigners lacked strength and courage, how could they defeat the warriors of the Skull-splitting tribe and even capture Zantaga?
The strange skull-splitting troll didn't want to think about it, the people he saw were only mercenaries and adventurers, and most of them were not very strong, what chance did he have of meeting the strongest?
Even if there is a strong man, no one else will fight you in the territory of the skull-splitting troll, so as not to cause more trouble.
It was precisely because he did not know the true situation that Annashik formed the wrong idea that all the foreigners in his mouth were vulnerable.
The leak happened to rain overnight, and just as Annashik was upset by the loss of Zantaga, worse news came from Baryaman of Zumavi's barrier.
The Crystal Mine, considered sacred by the Skull-splitting Trolls, has fallen into the hands of a mysterious group.
Due to the strength of the outsiders, the skull-splitting trolls guarding the crystal mine were all killed before the news could be heard, and it was only now that the clan learned of the fall of the Holy Land.
It was already clear that the foreigners had banded together to plot a plot against the Skullsplit, and the loss of Zantagar and the Crystal Mine had given the foreigners confidence that they would come to attack Zumawi, the main city of the Skullsplit.
Anashik laughed cruelly, eager to taste the blood, and listening to the wails of his enemies, he had a little longing for this war.
Come, Aliens, I can't wait to enjoy a killing feast and use your blood to prove the power of our skulls.
Annashik's wish was soon granted, and just three days after he received the news of the fall of the Crystal Mine, the foreigners he saw were already in the city.
Standing on the city wall, Annashik looked at the eyes of the predators outside the city because of the stimulation of money, and a chill was inexplicably born in his heart.
When did those timid and weak foreigners have such terrible eyes?
Anashik couldn't figure out why something had happened to those foreigners that he had feared so much.
No!
Anashik roared in his heart, how could a weak foreigner make him afraid, this could not be, as the most powerful warrior of the Skull-splitting tribe, Anashik refused to admit it.
It was a matter of someone's will, and Annashik's refusal to admit it did not erase the power of mercenaries and adventurers to be aroused by money.
Just as once a person has a person who desires to be protected, he will quickly become powerful, and once a person's ** is aroused, the power that erupts is enough to destroy everything that stands in front of them.
The battle began, but the killing feast that Annashik longed for did not come, and Zumawi, the main city of the skull-splitting trolls, who guarded it with an army of 50,000 men, did not take long to be defeated by the weak foreigners in the eyes of the trolls.
Zumawi is the main city of the Skull-splitting Trolls, behind the walls is their homeland, the city is where their tribe lives and multiplies, their resistance is not intenacious, but the number of those foreigners who attacked is too large, and the battle power that erupted is far beyond their expectations, after holding out for a day and a night, the Skull-splitting Trolls are defeated.
Shortly after the first mercenary group entered the city, the second, third, and fourth ...... And then comes the way.
After entering the city, the mercenaries did not rush to chase down the retreating skull-splitting trolls and completely wipe out the enemy, but began to loot valuable objects.
Isn't it just for money that everyone fights for life, now that there are so many valuable objects in front of them, who still has the heart to fight, making a fortune is the most important thing.
What the?
Chasing the Skull-Splitting Trolls?
Whoever likes to go, I won't go anyway.
The mercenaries' loose surnames were revealed at this point, and they gave up the best chance to defeat the Skullsplitter Trolls once and for all, giving Anashik a chance to make a comeback.
Savage to the point of being mindless in the eyes of outsiders, Annashik led the Skull-splitting Troll to kill the mercenary who thought he had won a beautiful return pistol, and the mercenary who was searching for loot in Zumawi was caught off guard because he did not expect the defeated Skull-splitting Troll to come back. When the mercenary captains, realizing that the situation was critical, tried to organize their men to resist the counterattack of the skull, they found that the situation was out of control.
The mercenaries who plundered in the city were already in disarray, and they couldn't organize themselves, and some of them even fought for valuable objects in the city. How can such a team resist the counterattack of the skull-splitting trolls?
The trolls came back with the determination to recapture Zumawi, and the mercenaries had already found valuable objects, and their minds were not on the war at all, they were all thinking about returning to the treasure bay as soon as possible to exchange their goods for money.
Anashik was surprised to find that the foreigners had reverted to his familiar form, as if their previous bravery was an illusion, and that the army of the skull-splitting trolls had easily routed them and driven them out of Zumawi, much to Annashik's bewilderment.
The enemy's combat effectiveness has declined, which is a great thing for the skull-splitting troll, so how could Annashik not be happy?
It's one thing to not know why the enemy's combat power has dropped, and it's another thing to chase and kill, the skull-splitting trolls who have already recaptured the main city have not stopped, and under the leadership of Annashik, they are in hot pursuit, and the slower adventurers and mercenaries have all become trolls.
"Almost."
Leo didn't want these mercenaries and adventurers to be destroyed, he had other uses for them.
The skull-splitting troll was chasing after him, but a human army suddenly came out and immediately suffered a big loss.
Araso's regular army is very different from the loose mercenary adventurers, and the soldiers may be inferior to the latter in individual combat strength, but once they are assembled into a military formation, the adventurers and mercenaries are not worthy of carrying their shoes.
With the same number, ten mercenaries can defeat ten soldiers and only lose one or two, but a hundred mercenaries will lose more than one or two soldiers against a hundred soldiers, let alone a larger battle such as 110,000.
The appearance of Arathol's army was unprepared for Anashik's surprise, and the Skullsplitter Trolls inflicted thousands of casualties on the Skullsplitters in just one attack under the command of Amaron.
Set up a trap to ambush us, thinking that such a small trick would work against a powerful skull-splitting warrior?
"You are so wrong!"
Anashik roared, and he rallied thousands of his people to attack the Arathso soldiers' formation.
The courage is commendable, and the approach is also correct, but unfortunately you are not strong enough.
Leo pouted, no matter how correct the tactics are, you must have the ability to implement them, otherwise you will be greeted by success and his mother's embrace - failure.
The Skull-splitting Troll charged towards Arathso's army in an attempt to salvage the defeat, when countless magical rays of light burst out from the slanted thorns.
The Blood Elves under Kael'thas have appeared.
Another ambush army, another surprise attack, another heavy blow.
The lethality of magic is not a joke, the skull-splitting trolls who charged with Anashik fell one by one, they did not have the strength of Anashik, they could not force the charge against the magic of the blood elves, and in front of Alathso's army, the corpse of the skull-splitting troll fell to the ground.
It is fitting to describe Anashik as a lonely man, because he is the only one who can rush in front of the Arathas army.
A figure swept out of Arathso's military formation, and it was Verri.
The strong should not die in obscurity at the hands of ordinary soldiers, and the Dragonblood Guardian Commander decided to kill Anashik with his own hands.
The scarred troll let out the last roar of his life, swinging his weapon with all his might, slashing at Verry's head with a thud.
How can it be!
Anashik was dumbfounded, he didn't even cut the other party's oil skin with all his strength, is this human really human?
Verry threw a punch right in the chest.
Bang!
Like a child hit by a heavy truck, the skull-splitting troll flew upside down with blood spurting blood, and the body was still in the air.
How can a human body be so hard?
Annashik was puzzled, and he couldn't figure it out until he died.
The Dragon's Blood Guard was created by Leo at all costs, and each of them has the combat power comparable to that of epic masters, and Viri, as the leader of the Dragon's Blood Guard, is even more powerful, especially Leo also gave him a powerful ability, even Woking's and other strong people will have a headache in the battle with Very.
As soon as Anashik died, the morale of the skull-splitting trolls plummeted, and this was a good opportunity to strike. The Blood Elves and Arathso's armies did not miss this opportunity, the trolls were once again defeated, Zumawi was once again lost, and this time the Skull-splitting trolls never had a chance to reclaim them.
"Those mercenaries and adventurers are good cannon fodder."
Having won a battle with near-zero casualties, Kael'thas was in a good mood, and he now identified with mercenaries and adventurers - their cannon fodder value.
Without mercenaries and adventurers fighting the skull-splitting trolls first, how could this battle be so easy?
"The battle with the Skullsplitter is just a small experiment, and the next battle is when they really test their effectiveness."
Leo looked in the direction of Zulgrob, and there was a bit of heat in his tone.
Jindu, Jindu, the Valley of Thorns has turned the sky upside down, I don't believe you don't know, as the chief priest of Gulabash, when will you summon Haka?
Fighting a god makes me look forward to it!
Thin hair-thick blood-colored threads on Leo's fingers weaved back and forth like life, eventually weaving together into a pocket-sized version of the Bloodstone Demon, the blood-red little man let out a silent roar at Zurgrab.
(To be continued)