Chapter 363 Failed Night Attack

"Troll! Freshly baked, cute and lively troll!"

"As long as you dare to go in and fight with your bare hands, you will definitely tear your life apart!"

"Silver scale breastplate, one piece of hardware..."

In the army, there was chaos in the logistics camp. A group of soldiers from the Stormwind Kingdom, who had never seen a troll, rushed to watch the troll they had captured.

There were all kinds of people in the camp, and Windsor saw that they were not looking good, so he cleaned up the group of guys.

As more and more trolls were caught, many soldiers who had lived in the relatively comfortable Elwynn Forest all their lives saw trolls for the first time.

A veteran who has experienced at least five battles and is now a second lieutenant of the Alliance took a dagger and cut off a finger of the tied troll, then fed a piece of meat to the troll, pointing at the troll that had begun to regenerate Finger, explaining loudly.

"See? This is your new enemy—the troll!" The second lieutenant grabbed the hair of the troll who was trying to bite him, so that every soldier who was close to the troll to observe clearly could see it.

"Our ancestors have fought these guys for generations. You were lucky enough to grow up in a more comfortable environment. But Stormwind fell, and the orcs who took our homeland mixed with the trolls who fought our ancestors bloody. They are all tribes now. Greenskins and greenskins are not good things. But this is not important, you just need to figure out the weaknesses of your enemies."

The second lieutenant demonstrates cutting the troll's throat live.

"Wow—" Almost everyone thought the troll was dead.

However, even though he was spitting blood and looked very miserable, everyone was shocked to find that the troll's throat was healing on its own, and the bleeding became less and less, and in the end, it still had the strength to curse people in troll language.

Such a miraculous scene scared many people.

"By the Holy Light, are these evil creatures immortal?" a soldier asked tremblingly.

"Don't be stupid, there is no creature in this world that cannot be killed. You can't kill him because you haven't found a way." After that, the second lieutenant stabbed the troll's heart with a sword, and in the next ten seconds , the troll struggled violently, and then, after all, he stretched his legs and died.

"Oh-oh--" the soldiers finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The troll is hard to kill, not really immortal! You will die if you stab the heart, and you will die if you cut off the head. Due to its strong recovery ability, unless you are sure to keep your own safety, keep the sharp weapon in his heart Otherwise, it is strongly recommended that you deal with its head. It is also good to pierce their heads with a gun, or chop them off with a sword. It is clean and neat, leaving no trouble."

The above is the scene in full swing.

Alleria followed Duke to inspect the camp, and wherever Duke went, there would be a lot of cheers.

"Your Majesty Marcus, we agreed to take us back this time!"

"Master Marcus - when will you beat the orc?"

Alleria was surprised: "I... I have never seen such a strange morale in an army."

Duke turned his head: "Why is it so strange?"

"Because of my request, now I want them to pursue more than 100,000 tribes with a mere 30,000 people! It may be the end of total annihilation...Why does no one feel fear or despair?"

Alleria bit her lip. After the initial desperate madness for Quel'Thalas passed, she began to understand Duke's difficulties more and more, and how much courage and courage it took to send 30,000 elites to pursue the Horde. Alleria was very sorry.

Duke put his arm on Alleria's shoulders 'naturally', and pointed at the enthusiastic fighters who were practicing and listening to lectures.

"Do you know why no one is afraid? Because of the scene in front of them, the soldiers of the Stormwind Kingdom have a strange sense of familiarity. They feel that they have entered the victory mode again."

"Victory mode?" Alleria didn't realize how close her face was to Duke.

"Yes. I will prepare them psychologically first, and then when they face an enemy they know very well, they will not have any fear in their hearts."

That's right! The unknown is always scary.

After thoroughly understanding everything about the enemy, no matter how cruel or terrifying it is, it will only be a kind of gossip, not a heavy psychological pressure.

Duke once used Naga as an instructor to train batch after batch of Stormwind Kingdom fighters. Facts have repeatedly proved Duke's wisdom and foresight.

"Master Marcus is our God of Prophecy."

"He will always lead us to victory."

"Well, anyway, it's more reassuring to have a commander who can play tricks on the enemy's leader than to have an idiot lead us."

In Aurelia's slender ears, what she heard was almost deified worship and trust in Duke. For some reason, Alleria felt sweet in her heart.

Was it the birth of a legend that was cast out of my own curiosity?

Or is it just fate?

Thinking of the suffering I have suffered for Duke, and remembering that Duke has paid so much for himself now, when my hometown is safe, what kind of face will I use to face Duke?

For a moment, Alleria was in a turmoil.

At this moment, Duke played a mischievous blow on Aurelia's long ear.

"Ah!?" When she found out that Duke was teasing her, Alleria wanted to kill Duke. If it weren't for the many people around watching, Alleria vowed that she would definitely give Duke a good look.

"What are you thinking?"

"Wondering, when will this damn war end?"

"Within this year." Duke said with great certainty, "I will tell you my deduction when the Battle of Quel'Thalas is over."

Inference, again inference.

Although she made a judgment based on intelligence, Alleria felt that she was fighting with a god of destiny. Incomparably at ease, rest assured.

"Ok, I trust you."

When Duke easily broke through the siege of the troll scouts and the pressure created faintly, everyone would feel that the trolls were the same thing.

On this day, Duke's army marched a full 80 kilometers in a hurry.

Even if this is Lordaeron's own territory, even if the road here is easy to walk, this is an incredible thing.

When Orgrim learned that Duke's troops were only 50 kilometers away from his army, Orgrim almost gritted his teeth.

Orgrim organized a violent counterattack that night.

He was going to let the tribe's army come out in full force, and knock off Duke's tail first.

However, when the tribe ran for twenty kilometers, they found red lights all over the mountains and plains. A mass of strange metallic humanoids yelled, "Help - Orgrim is attacking at night -"

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