A big battle started in the once peaceful and peaceful Yonge Forest.
With the advantage of investigation, King Carlos Barov of Alterac still persisted in reserving a thousand troops to deal with emergencies. Even so, the combined forces of humans and elves still had the upper hand with a numerical advantage of five thousand to three thousand.
History is like a novelist who can only write third-rate routines, making a joke on trolls.
Originally, under Turalyon's suggestion, humans should divide their forces and advance step by step, divide and encircle the scattered trolls, and eliminate them when the organization is disorganized. But Alleria Windrunner strongly opposed it, because it would cause serious losses to her compatriots.
When the two were arguing, Carlos slapped the table. After thinking over and over again, the human king devised a plan that was exactly the same as Gul'dan's plan to trap the Eastern Elf Rangers more than a month ago.
Alleria took her rangers, traveled by moon and stars, and marched in a circle from the direction of Silvermoon City along the road with great fanfare, while the human army divided into virtual and real forces, gathered and divided again, allowing the troll spies to Can't figure it out.
After several attempts to no avail, the trolls decided to deal with Alleria's small army first, and then go back to deal with the humans.
Just as he was told, the trolls scattered around quickly gathered together, set up an ambush circle, and then sent out the decoy troops to find trouble for Alleria.
On the human side, more than 40% of the troops have been secretly dispersed during the division and recombination.
The Alliance and the Horde have prepared the same tactics!
The tactics are simple though. But the execution process is full of twists and turns and is extremely exciting.
Countless elven rangers and troll scouts are conducting reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance in the mountain woods. Countless small teams were mopping up and counter-mopping up the outside of the army. The official war had not yet started, and the Alliance and the Horde had already sacrificed more than 500 lives.
"The elf took the bait!"
"The troll is in!"
When the troll shot a crooked red flare into the sky, the human scouts were stunned.
The young human boy looked at the flare gun in his hand and quickly came to his senses, no matter what. One more shot!
then. Both the elves and the trolls were stunned for a while. What the hell were these two signal flares?
But I can't control that much anymore, the enemy is coming!
Suppressed by the sword rain of the elven rangers, the trolls who attacked head-on suffered heavy casualties. But the powerful regeneration and recovery ability of the trolls allowed them to ignore the wails of their companions and rush up to protect their faces. As long as they were not shot in the heart or head, this damage could be replenished by eating a rabbit.
However, the eyes of the elves' bows and arrows hindered the troll's frontal offensive until the flanking and surrounding trolls completed the encirclement. The charging troll still didn't get closer than two hundred yards to the elf.
"Marshal, where are the humans? Trolls have surrounded us!"
Facing the questioning from her subordinates, Alleria still calmly took out the bow and arrow from her quiver and put it on the string. Shoot accurately and powerfully.
twelve.
Alleria was able to confirm that she had killed twelve trolls. With her superb archery skills, ordinary trolls could not escape the fatal arrows.
"Can't you fight the war without humans?"
Alleria's scolding made the elf who asked the question blush, and continued fighting with a lot of resentment.
"Victory will eventually belong to us, and all elves must die!"
The commander of this troll gave a signal, and the troll army began to slowly accelerate, and then pointed the tip of the spear straight ahead. Some highly skilled trolls also took out throwing spears. Although spear throwing in the forest is affected by the dense branches of the trees. But within fifty steps, throwing a spear is still a deadly weapon.
"It's now!"
Finding that the troll army was beginning to move, Carlos waved his hand fiercely, and the unique human trombone with a metallic texture sounded, rising and falling in the forest. .
"what sound?"
"Reinforcements are coming!"
Although the troll generals have some doubts, the main force of the trolls is already entangled with the elves. If they don't destroy this elf, everything will be empty talk.
In less than three minutes, the elf rangers encircling the city had already suffered close to 300 casualties.
The troll's spear throwing is too dense.
But Alleria was unmoved. She put away her bow and arrows and drew her scimitar. She walked in the military formation and loudly commanded and dispatched.
As long as you persist for a little while longer, humans will come. The harder the troll attacks now, the more miserable it will be to die!
Thinking of this, Alleria couldn't help laughing.
"Marshal, why are you laughing?"
Helping Alleria deflect a flying spear, her lieutenant couldn't help but ask.
"I'm laughing at the fickleness of fate."
Alleria left behind a specious word, pulled her energy back from her fantasy, and continued to deal with the troll's siege calmly.
"Sir, this elf did not chase the bait we sent but was still surrounded by us. This is not normal. Moreover, with the abnormal flares and weird sounds just now, I am afraid that things will change."
"We are surrounded. The elves are vulnerable to the spears of the Amani warriors!"
Although there are many smart people among the trolls, only a famous general would not have the courage to call a halt at this time. And how could a peerless general fall for such a crude scheme?
So when the human soldiers appeared in the troll's field of vision in neat lines, the troll commanders were shocked!
"Why do humans appear here! Aren't they a hundred miles southwest of us?"
There is no point in doubting how the scattered troll battle lines in the forest can withstand the thick array of human legions.
Under the double disadvantage of psychology and military strength, the troll made a bad decision.
"Some people continue to surround and annihilate the elves, while others go to destroy humans!"
After the troll leader issued the final order, he also drew his weapon and prepared to join the chaotic battlefield.
"You are the commander of this army!"
"I am the leader of the clan. I am a warrior. I can't leave my people behind!"
Finished. The troll commander waved away the hand that grabbed his cloak and rushed out with his guards.
"This is a war, and only half of the generals have been defeated. Hahahaha, there isn't even one among the trolls who can fight? Zujin, is this the person you chose?"
The previous dissenters ignored the strange looks from the trolls around them. Decided to watch it for a while.
But as more and more human soldiers appear on the battlefield. Narolak said to the nearby trolls: "Your commander is a fool. I am leaving. Those who are willing to follow can follow."
"Coward! The troll didn't..."
Not allowing the insulter to finish his words, Narolak cut off his head.
"Reason is not cowardice. Trolls are all good in battle, but now Zul'Aman, can't he even choose a qualified general? I must tell Zulkin truthfully everything that happened here."
Narolak glanced around, then turned around and left quickly without saying a word.
On the battlefield. No one paid attention to this episode.
Squadron after squadron of human soldiers formed a thick advancing lineup. The first and second rows were swords and shields, the third row were spears, and the fourth row were bows and crossbows.
The frontal width of a squadron was fifty to seventy meters. And humans have invested more than thirty people in such a squadron.
A battle line so thick that it makes the trolls despair.
No matter how the trolls attack, the steely wave of humans cannot be stopped.
"Do you need a cavalry charge, Your Majesty?"
Ymir had not fought for a long time and couldn't help but ask his king Carlos for instructions.
"Send out more scouts, I don't want any accidents to happen."
Carlos completely ignored his men's twitching. In such a large battlefield, the inner and outer three floors were all filled with people. Cavalry charge? Attack your own people?
After Ymir received the order, he left without interest, and Turalyon came around again.
"Carlos, I am also a member of the coalition. You don't need to think too much. Soldiers are not afraid of sacrifice or bloodshed. Let us go to the battlefield. It is a harm to you to protect my men like this."
Lothar arranged for a thousand people to be brought to Stratholme for Turayan. After a few months, there were only more than 700 and less than 800 people left. Carlos indeed did not let Turayan out of political considerations. The army participated in this battle, but the general said so and it was difficult to refuse.
"Okay then, you select five hundred people to meet Alleria and the others from the south."
"Yes!"
Turalyon received the order and left happily, leaving only Carlos standing on the slope looking at the battlefield with limited vision and listening to the battlefield dynamics reported by the messengers.
War is not a 3D game, and generals do not have a God's perspective. Carlos consulted the orderlies and constantly sketched a war situation map in his mind.
About twenty minutes later, Ymir reported that there was still no abnormality found around him.
About half an hour later, Turalyon's messengers reported that their general had broken through the trolls' defenses and successfully connected with Alleria's elven rangers.
About forty minutes later, Alleria's messenger reported that the elves still had fighting capabilities and fighting skills, and hoped to join the elimination sequence.
About an hour later, almost all the generals sent messengers to inform their king that victory was within reach.
"Let's go, let's enjoy the last wail of the troll, and tell the Tusdingoos to get ready."
Carlos moved his feet, which were numb from standing for too long, then mounted his horse and controlled the horse to jog to join the battlefield.
"Your Majesty, a glorious victory!"
The first person Carlos met was Henry Schette. After the great knight saw Carlos, he trotted up to him.
"How's the troll doing now?"
Carlos nodded to show he understood.
"It's over here. The soldiers are cleaning the battlefield. To the northwest, there seems to be a remaining troll still defending against a hill."
Henry Schette reported what he knew.
"Very good, be careful when cleaning the battlefield. The vitality of trolls is very tenacious. Don't be plotted by trolls who are still injured but not dead. I'll leave this place to you."
Carlos nodded with satisfaction and left.
"Yes, Your Majesty, okay Your Majesty, there is no problem at all, Your Majesty."
Henrychet paid a military salute to Carlos, then watched Carlos and his guards go away, then turned around and made arrangements to search all the troll corpses from one to three.
Along the way, the injured soldiers saluted their king one after another. The soldiers who were not so seriously injured were sorting out the remains of the troll and taking care of their fallen comrades.
"It seems like we don't have many casualties?"
Carlos observed for a while and said.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Because they couldn't figure out what Carlos was thinking, the guards didn't dare to flatter him casually, so they could only follow Carlos' words in general.
They asked questions all the way, but the soldiers didn't know the situation on the battlefield. After going around in a circle, Carlos finally arrived at a small mountain col located southwest of the main battlefield.
"Hey, Turalyon, how does it feel like a hero saving a beautiful girl?"
"Come on, the elves are far more capable of fighting than we give them credit for, and they don't need our rescue at all."
After only an hour of not seeing each other, Turalyon saw Carlos again. He had the illusion that he had not seen him for several years, and he couldn't help but feel that war makes people grow old.
"Okay then, how's the troll doing?"
Carlos asked, changing the subject.
"Not so good. In a passive strategic situation, the tactical advantage is not great, and there is not much difference in the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers. Isn't victory a matter of course?"
Turalyon rubbed his shoulders, and his shoulders were a little sore from swinging the hammer continuously.
"What happened to that last wave of trolls?"
Carlos dismounted and walked up to Turalyon and asked.
"What else could be going on? The leader is very powerful. He led a bunch of dead people to break through a gap. Alleria and your generals chased after them like mad dogs, and no one considered the issue of staying behind. There is no other way, I, an honest man, have no choice but to stay and guard this intersection."
Turalyon said mockingly that although there were friendly forces nearby, accidents could happen at any time on the battlefield. Lothar's teachings inspired Turalyon at any time, so the responsibility made him stay.
"Then where are they now?"
Carlos asked about Alleria and his generals.
"Probably five miles to the north, the trolls found a cliff and were resisting stubbornly. Just now, a small group of elves were collecting arrows from everywhere. They probably wanted to shoot those trolls to death."
"Are you coming with me?"
"Then you have to replace me with someone else."
Carlos turned his head and gave two orders, and soon a small group of guards left the main force and stayed. Turalyon also called a small group of complete troops to join Carlos, and everyone rushed to the final stage of this war. battlefield.
"Carlos, do you still have any bows and arrows?"
Alleria had good eyesight and saw Carlos from a distance, so she shouted loudly.
Carlos hesitated for a moment, did not answer, patted the horse, and accelerated over, until he was three steps away from Alleria, he suddenly pulled the reins, and then dismounted, completing a fancy move.
"How's the battle going?"
Carlos asked.
"There are still more than 400 dead species left. We will deal with them before dinner."
Alleria replied radiantly.
"Let's all rest for a while. Once the troll's heart relaxes, we will be able to fight better."
Carlos suggested.
"How can there be immortality in a war? Why were you not soft-hearted when you used us as bait, but now you are pretending to be pitiful?"
Alleria laughed mercilessly.
"You were not happy at all when you accepted the military order. What do you mean by accusing me now?"
Carlos did not accept Alleria's accusation at all.
"The privilege of a hero!"
"Okay, you can do whatever you want. I'll go check out the situation. By the way, I asked Tustin Gou's people to come over and tell your men not to get hurt by accident."
After Carlos finished his instructions, he decided to get closer to the battlefield to see the situation. (To be continued. (.com))
