That is the cavalry of the high elves.

They were dressed in gorgeous golden-red armor, and even the warhorses were also wearing armor, holding elven long swords and long swords that could be pierced and chopped, and launched a charge against the trolls.

Behind them are high-level elven swordsmen. Although they are not much in number compared to human infantry, they are far superior to human soldiers in terms of their elite level. For the time being, the swords made by their advanced elves' exquisite craftsmanship, and their highly protective and lightweight armor, their gorgeous and superb swordsmanship alone are not comparable to human infantry.

These elite high elf soldiers had never appeared on the battlefield in the previous battle. Even when facing the enemy's cavalry, Ye Ting did not send them out.

They were ambushed on the two wings and waited until the enemy fell into chaos before Ye Ting gave the order for an all-out attack.

As the two wings began to charge, the wizards tacitly gave up the lightning magic, and instead began to attack the powerful individuals in the enemy.

The human infantry also maintained a formation and moved forward slowly.

When the cavalry plunged into the chaotic troll from both wings, their failure was doomed.

Chapter 0486: The Power Of Loa God

The failure of the trolls was already doomed when they decided to attack under the heavy rain.

A completely anticipated attack, the only damage is itself.

But what is more serious is that this defeat not only meant that the Amani trolls lost their troops, but also gave the alliance a chance to expand the results.

Facing the fleeing army of trolls, Ye Ting attacked decisively, mounted his horse himself, led the army to pursue the tail, and followed the defeated army all the way to the city of Zuaman.

In this way, the Amani trolls can be considered defeated.

In the pouring rain, the city defender, who was confused, put the defeated army into the city along with the pursuers. As the assault army mobilized a large number of Zuaman's defensive forces, the relics of this city were breached by the Alliance.

The cavalry arbitrarily chased the trolls in the streets, the high elven swordsmen and rangers quickly defeated the defense forces, and the human infantry then took over.

At this moment, at the biggest altar of the Amani trolls, almost all the seniors of the Amani trolls gathered here, and a weird ceremony was going on.

Suddenly, the door of the altar was "banged" open, and the Warlord Dakara, who temporarily replaced the chieftain's position, stumbled in here.

At the center of the altar, the witchcraft lord Malakas slowly opened his eyes.

"What happened, Dakara? Why did you come back so soon?"

His voice was illusory and weird. Even a powerful warrior like Dakara shuddered when he heard such a voice.

However, Dakara didn't have time to take care of all this. He hurriedly said: "The big thing is not good! The Alliance...The Alliance has attacked Zuaman!"

"The Alliance has attacked Zuaman?" Malakas was a little unbelievable. "Didn't you lead the soldiers to sneak attack on the enemy camp? How could the Alliance attack?"

"Trap! Everything is a trap!" Said this, Dakara red eyes and furiously said: "The enemy seems to know our plan. They were prepared for it, and even made an ambush! Our soldiers were defeated at once. NS!"

"Trap?" Malakas frowned suspiciously, "Isn't the plan of the sneak attack accidental? How could they know it in advance?"

Then, he shook his head nonchalantly, and said: "Forget it, it doesn't matter how they defeated you, I said long ago, our fighters alone cannot defeat so many enemies... However, Now it’s different, because we have mastered a stronger power, we have mastered...the power of God Loa!"

As his voice just fell, four huge humanoid creatures opened their eyes around the altar.

One of them is tall and sturdy. He has a bear head and a troll-like body, but most of his body is covered in thick bear skin. Just by looking at the strong muscles and thick fur, you can tell that this must be an unmatched fighter.

The other had an eagle's head, his feet turned into sharp eagle claws, and his body was decorated with gorgeous shamans and long feathers, surrounded by the power of the wind.

The next head had a dragon eagle with a pair of dragon eagle-like wings on his back. Under the body of the troll, his hands and feet became the claws of the dragon eagle. At the same time, the power of flame lingered on him. All around.

The last one had a lynx-like head, a cat's tail behind him, and sharp claws on his limbs. He looked agile and cruel.

"Look, our power, these powers originally belonged to Loa," Malakas laughed presumptuously, "I extracted part of the power of the four Loa, and then sealed to our four powerful ones. In the body of the warrior. I call them the bear spirit Narorak, the eagle **** Egilsson, the dragon and eagle **** Gayalai, and the lynx **** Haraz. With the power of Loa, we can easily defeat those Mortals who do not know what to do, even rebuild our great empire!"

Seeing these four huge humanoid creatures transformed from his companions in the evening, and feeling the familiar Vias from them, Dakara couldn't help but lower his head.

"Yes, the powerful lord of witchcraft," the originally very proud warlord said humbly, "your power will lead us to defeat the invaders and rebuild the Amani empire."

"It's fine if you know," Malakas said, "Then, let's meet those guys who come from afar."

Soon, everyone left the altar, leaving only the corpses of countless trolls, bears, eagles, dragon eagles, and bobcats in the abyss of the altar.

Those are the price of this **** ceremony.

...

On the Alliance side, Ye Ting no longer personally stayed at the forefront.

After breaking through the city's defenses, he once again resumed his duties as a commander, arranging the army's attack on the entire city in the center.

Under his command, the soldiers of the alliance compressed the living space of the trolls step by step, and used cavalry to defeat any trolls gathered together, forcing them to flee in all directions.

He deeply knew that only the fleeing enemy was the best to kill. In a war, most of the casualties actually occurred when one side of the war was fleeing.

Compared with other high-ranking generals who led the troops on the front line, the sisters Alleria and Sylvanas stayed beside Ye Ting spontaneously, acting as his guards and staff.

Just as the sisters were staring at them again, an urgent message reached Ye Ting's ears.

"You mean, you found a giant half-beast creature in the most central altar?" Ye Ting asked in astonishment at the soldier in front of him.

"Yes, and there is more than one," the soldier hurriedly reported: "We saw at least a bear head giant and a cat head giant. These giants are quite powerful and use mysterious powers. We don't have any at all. Ways to stop them...we...we were killed by them almost all at once, please think of a way, Commander!"

Hearing the characteristics of bear head and cat head, Ye Ting once thought about the copy of Zu Aman he had played in the game, and understood what was going on.

"It seems that this is the last hidden power of the Amani troll," Ye Ting said to the Windrunner sisters beside him, "These guys are not something ordinary people can deal with. You hurry up to summon all the mages and elite powers. Go check it out and gather at the altar then."

"But... that's too dangerous, don't..." Alleria reached out to stop Ye Ting, but was stopped by Sylvanas.

"This is the best solution now." The second sister of Windrunner said in a deep voice, "You should trust him, sister. If you are really worried about him, you can find reinforcements in the shortest time."

"...I see." Alleria finally recovered her composure. She quickly stepped away from her long legs, jumped up a section of the high wall, and then left Sylvanas's sight in threes or twos.

Watching her sister's departure, Sylvanas turned to Ye Ting.

"Come on, Brother Sander, don't die."

"Of course." Ye Ting nodded, then pulled his horse towards the altar.

Chapter 0487 Transfiguration: Stone Statue Legion

Compared to the human Stormwind City, Lordaeron City or the High Elf Silvermoon City, the ancient troll city of Zuaman is not that big.

In other words, with the organization of a troll, it is impossible to maintain a large city.

Ye Ting rode his horse through the city for a short while, and he saw the huge figures in the mouth of the messenger from a distance.

Said they are giants, in fact they are not tall, they are only four or five meters tall, much smaller than those Titan Guardians under Ye Ting's influence.

But in front of these soldiers who have just left the long-term peace and don't know what they will face in the future, such monsters can already be regarded as behemoths.

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