The army, if it can be called an army. The army of trolls has been gathering, whether it is the army of Zaun, the army of Zul'Gurub, or the bloody warriors of New Hakkari.
Normally, it would be very troublesome to launch a large-scale battle in the rainforest. The jungle covers the land, and the terrain is complex and humid, making it impossible to conduct a decisive battle like a large-scale hedging of armies.
Even the Kaldorei and high elves who like to live in the forest are still unable to adapt to the special economic terrain. After all, although these two elves live in the forest, the places where they live are generally dry broad-leaved forest areas.
Unlike Stranglethorn Valley, this place has a typical tropical rainforest climate. It rains all year round, and the forest is extremely humid. If you dig anywhere, water will seep out immediately.
In fact, only jungle trolls and Zandalar trolls have adapted to this kind of terrain, because these are the only two branches of trolls that live in this kind of place.
The fifteenth day when Tonatiu arrived in Stranglethorn Vale.
The plain in the forest, which he named as the gathering place, gathered more than 400,000 troll warriors within half a month.
The entire jungle is full of simple tents, campfires, and trolls walking around, making logistical supplies difficult.
Fortunately, the Gurubashi trolls like this have very low logistical requirements, as long as they can have enough food, there are almost no other requirements.
With an army of nearly 400,000, Tonatiu had never commanded an army of this size at one time.
He originally wanted Shandris to help direct.
As a result, after the Kaldorei Sentinel General visited, she said she couldn't do it either.
"This is not an army at all." Shandis spread her hands and said to him. "With all due respect, this is a beast with a little bit of order. It has no discipline at all and no execution ability at all."
She told the truth.
Although it looks like there are close to 400,000 troops, among the more than 400,000 Gurubashi trolls, excluding the more than 10,000 regular troops of Zu'an, the rest are actually warriors from the tribes near Zu'an and close to them.
They can be regarded as barbarians, who are worse in order and discipline than the nomads who lived on earth hundreds of thousands of years ago.
Moreover, most of the more than 400,000 troll warriors are in ragged clothes, and fewer than 50,000 of them can hold metal weapons. Simply because of their large numbers, it seems that the trolls are numerous and powerful.
The Bloodcrest Highlands are actually not far from Zaun's location. One is in the mountains in the northeastern part of Stranglethorn Vale, and the other is in the central and western coast of Stranglethorn Vale.
A jungle troll who is usually light-footed can come and go once in half a month without much rest.
So when more than 400,000 Gurubashi trolls gathered in the summoning place, New Hakkari's soldiers had already arrived at the outskirts of the summoning place.
The forward troops and scouts of both sides have already fought several bloody battles, with each other winning or losing.
The tenth day of the first month of the seventh year of the Tonatiu calendar.
Overcast and gentle breeze, more than 300,000 New Hakkari believers and 400,000 Zul'an coalition forces battled in the jungle south of the unknown river in the middle of Stranglethorn Valley.
At this point, the final battle between the two most powerful forces that have recently emerged in Stranglethorn Valley has finally begun.
Both sides have reasons and confidence to win, and both sides are prepared to die.
The soldiers on both sides were constantly motivated in the time before arrival. They ate all the food and promised all the rewards and possible spoils.
The morale of both armies rose to .
Both armies believe that they are the most powerful, the most glorious, the most blessed by the gods, and the most invincible!
However, there can only be one invincible army!
Standing in front of countless Gurubashi trolls, although Tonatiu had the illusion that he was taking the primitive people to fight in a group, but looking at the expectant eyes, he felt that he should say something.
But Tonatius didn't know what he should say.
Inspiration? The so-called glory, the so-called spoils, the so-called responsibility, the so-called reputation. These have been repeated many times during this period of time, and he has performed miracles more than a dozen times.
It was precisely because of these dozen or so miracles activated by the system consuming the power of faith that he was able to command a rather large number of coalition forces.
Before the battle, do you want another miracle?
Thinking like this, Tonatiu made a decision.
"I have participated in many wars. I have encountered many opponents." Tonatiu's deep voice resounded through the sky. Although it didn't sound loud, it reached the ears of every troll, even the new Haka opposite.
All believers can hear it.
"I once conquered Zul'Farrak, which had more than 100,000 trolls, with only more than 3,000 soldiers, and unified the desert trolls. I once defeated Zul'Farrak with only more than 30,000 Zandalari trolls and desert trolls.
I killed more than 500,000 orcs. I once stood alone as a troll and closed the door for enemies who threatened our world to come to our world!"
"This time, I am leading you against the so-called evil believers of the Blood God! This time the enemy is different from before! Very different!"
"The enemies this time were in trouble hundreds of years ago. They killed many trolls. They wanted the entire Stranglethorn Valley to surrender to their evil god! They wanted fathers to kill their sons, sons to kill their fathers, husbands to kill their wives, and wives to kill their husbands.
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"They want to enslave all the jungle trolls! They want to establish a kingdom of enslaved trolls for their evil gods!!! I ask you, trolls, those who are extremely arrogant and contemptuously call you animals and treat you as slaves
, the followers of the evil god who are treated like scum that is worse than animals!! Do you want them to sit on top of you and dominate you?!"
The thundering roar lasted for a long time.
"We don't want to!"
"Kill all those evil god believers! Kill them all!!"
"The Vale of Stranglethorn is the place of the Gurubashi trolls, the land of the Loa, the god who kills all evil!!"
"Long live King Tonatiu! Lord of Loa! New King of Gurubashi!!"
The trolls cheered like this. They were even more excited because of Tonatiu's words. The primitive bravery hidden in the blood had been activated by the large-scale war magic that Tonatiu quietly released.
[Consume 100,000 units of faith points to launch "Bloodlust" against the Zur'an coalition]
[Consume 100,000 units of faith points to launch "Totem" against the Zur'an coalition]
[Consume 100,000 units of faith points to launch "Troll Body" against the Zur'an coalition]
【……】
Three hundred thousand units of the power of faith smashed down, and even if Tonatiu didn't say a word, the Gurubashi trolls became crazy under the influence of the divine power.
The trolls began to thirst for blood, crazily thirsting for blood, hoping to kill all the heretical believers New Hakkari on the opposite side one by one!
"Let's go! Gurubashi! Let's create history! That's right! It's history! Today will definitely be remembered by history! Even after a thousand or ten thousand years! There will definitely be trolls who will remember it! Or
You can't wait for that day. But you can say this to your grandson when you are old and lying on the rocking chair: 'Yes! That's it! On that day, I stood with His Majesty Tonatiu
Together, we fought hundreds of thousands of heretics and we won!! That's right! You can say that! Let's go! Gurubashi! Let's go!"
The trolls shouted loudly and rushed to the battlefield.
