The orcs' miscellaneous cannon fodder troops have already pressed forward in force.
The complex terrain of the jungle prevented them from gathering densely. They could only be divided into small groups of hundreds to thousands, and invaded like mercury leaking from the ground.
Although I know very well that the combat effectiveness of this motley army is not worth worrying about, looking at such a huge army is really worrying.
Shandris Feathermoon commanded the army skillfully, and the Sentinel General was adept at fighting in the rainforest.
With the Zandalari trolls willing to cooperate, the Raizan priests personally escorting the warlords, and Tonatiu's full help.
Even if she couldn't use her arms and fingers to coordinate on a small scale, Shandris could still do it.
Everyone in the Zuldazar coalition took action nervously.
"If this battle is fought successfully, we can force the main force of the orcs to take action." Shandis Yuyue said to Tonatiu before he set off.
Now her owl followed Tonatiu and flew over the Nergigante.
Most of the advanced and outstanding Kaldorei Sentinels have an outstanding pet owl.
Tyrande has it, the other Kaldorei Sentinels have it, and of course Shandris Feathermoon has it too.
This owl sentinel is the eyes of the sentinels. Like Shandris Feathermoon, it can even serve as her microphone.
The owl flew next to Tonatiu, looking at the chaotic crowd below: "Can we win? No, how far do we want to win?"
General Sentinel looked confident.
That's right. The alliance of orcs and miscellaneous troops in front of us, and the invasion of the Dark Portal are very scary to other races.
But in the eyes of the Kaldorei who had seen the sea of demons sweep in, it was just a small fight.
Not to mention the Sea of Demons that opened the Dark Portal last time, even the bugs in the Quicksand Door thousands of years ago were more terrifying than the orcs coming at this time.
No matter in terms of numbers or individual strength, the orcs in front of us cannot be as terrifying as the Burning Legion back then.
The Kaldorei Sentinel General, who had even seen the Demon Sea, looked at the beast-blood coalition troops in the jungle, which numbered tens of thousands, and she really couldn't be intimidated.
As long as the Kaldorei survived the War of the Ancients, there would be no war that would scare them in this world.
"Just defeat them, you don't need to kill too many!" Tonatiu smiled: "Our target is the orcs behind them. These guys have no fighting spirit and morale. Once there is a change, they will even rebel.
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"Just defeat these cannon fodder again."
"The orcs can only use their own troops to fight us."
"Will they have leaders and heroes to take action in this battle? According to the battle report you mentioned, the enemy has never had any hero-level units."
"I've been waiting for them to show up." Tonatiu narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "If they dare to show up, this war will end immediately!"
"Here they come," said the owl.
The voice that spoke was Shandris Feathermoon's.
Tonatiu kept his eyes fixed on the motley army of orcs below, and they indeed started to move.
Although it seems to have no fighting spirit and is noisy, it has begun to accelerate slowly.
"Like yesterday?" said Shandris the Owl.
She meant to let the army of beasts come forward.
"Trolls and allies come together. Attack together and advance in a mixed manner. Our army is in front and let the natural allies assist in the attack."
"Double the force. Double the pressure."
Shandris the owl said approvingly.
"I also think it would be better this way."
Tonatiu stood up from the Nergigante.
The dense jungle terrain is very unsuitable for a super-large flying unit like Luru. When it joins the battle in the jungle, its combat effectiveness will be reduced to about the same as that of an ordinary Goron.
The thick branches of forest trees are a nuisance to it.
Tonatiu decided to keep it in the sky. When the enemy has air units, Nergigante will be their nightmare.
Looking at Tonatiu who stood up, the owl Shandis asked him: "What do you want to do?"
"The heroes of the orcs have been holding it back. I don't know what they want to do." Tonatiu sneered.
"But I want to stretch my muscles myself!"
In the widened eyes of the owl Shandris, he patted the Nergigante's head, took the Destroyer of Nations in his hand, and carried it down.
The wind howled.
Tonatiu turned into a flesh-shaped meteorite, smashed through the jungle canopy, and landed on the forest floor with a crash.
Hmm... I can't play Death Falling from the Sky this time. When it falls from the sky, it is blocked by the tree canopy, and there are no enemies where it falls.
What's even more embarrassing is that the ground in the rainforest is not hard enough, and it has been raining during this period.
He fell down and made a mud puddle. He wanted to appear cool and domineering, but instead he was covered in mud and water.
What you can see when you fall on the ground is completely different from what you saw when you are in the sky. There are indeed many enemies. Where Tonatiu falls, there are at least hundreds of motley troops of orcs rushing towards him in front of him.
Perhaps it was a coincidence that there was an entire elite army of orcs in full armor near these miscellaneous troops.
There are many one-eyed dragon orcs that Tonatiu saw in the sky, each of them is sturdy and has a destructive aura.
Tonatiu moved a little and found that he was stepping in a mud puddle. It had rained for several days in a row. The soil in the rainforest was already very soft, and there were wet swamps everywhere.
When moving in such a place, the speed will be greatly restricted and the feeling will be very unpleasant.
It's no different than treading in water.
"It would be nice if I had a mount." The Troll King said helplessly.
The strong and tall body can bring heavy tonnage suppression in close physical combat.
Suppression in terms of tonnage sometimes has some disadvantages.
Such as here.
The elite orc troops and the miscellaneous troops have discovered the troll who is too advanced.
Although he is very tall, there are ogres in the motley crew who are taller than him, and they don't know who he is.
Of course, the orcs and cannon fodder rushed towards him. However, the jungle terrain was equal to everyone. Tonatiu felt uncomfortable, and of course the orcs could not move faster.
Tonatiu has realized that fighting in a place like this will definitely get him covered in mud and water.
"Just be dirty if it's dirty." He was about to rush over with the Kingdom Breaker.
Puqiu Puqiu!
Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps from behind, the sound of big feet stepping on a mud puddle.
Tonatiu turned his head.
A seven-eight-meter-tall, strong-looking Tyrannosaurus rushed over.
What surprised Tonatiu was that it did not attack him, nor did it run over to attack the orcs and cannon fodder.
Instead, it ran up to him, lowered its head towards him, and exposed its broad, flat back.
"You want me to ride on it?" Tonatiu said to it in surprise.
