Chapter 1239 Stepping Armani into the embers of history
If you have to say who is right and who is wrong between elves and trolls, it is really a bad debt. Don’t say that high elves robbed troll territory. It is really true that all ethnic groups in Azeroth robbed troll territory.
After all, during the dark empire period, almost the entire ancient Kalimdor continent was the territory of two troll empires.
An Armani empire alone is almost as big as half of mainland eastern kingdoms
To be fair, Duke is a little uneasy about destroying such an ancient country.
regrettably
"You Amani trolls should never have tried to destroy the evil camp in Azeroth," Duke sank.
Yes, even if he took refuge in the tribe like Woking’s dark spear troll, Duke could turn a blind eye and acquiesce in the Armani troll’s continuation, even if he resolved the contradiction between the two sides.
Just as the night elves banished the high elves …
No matter how you say it, you need as much as you really want from the burning legion.
It’s a pity that the Armani troll is on the wrong team, so Duke doesn’t mind posting personal vendetta to help his own woman vent her anger and destroy the Armani people
Dakara was sweating like rain, shivering and seriously injured. He was so trampled by Duke that he was still frozen. His body was furious and blood poured out of his lungs and then flowed out of his mouth.
He suddenly hated his troll’s powerful resilience. If he were a weaker elf, he might have died, but this constitution supported him and prevented him from dying.
And let him watch his compatriots being slaughtered and his hometown burned down.
"Kill me! Duke Marcus will kill me now! " D’ Kara screamed wildly.
"Kill you now? I thought so in the past, but I suddenly changed my mind, "Duke said slowly, holding his chest in his hands." It’s too easy to kill you, but it’s rare to make the league stand up! "
"You …" Dhaka pull this moment really white what is survival can’t beg dead can’t.
Duke’s eyes were naturally pressed by someone to look after Dhaka.
"Honey, it’s all yours." Duke smiled at the Windrunner sisters.
The three sisters in Windrunner feel that they should be extremely grateful to Duke, but after careful understanding, they find that this is not gratitude. This is already absolute worship and has risen to the point of faith.
Three days later, almost all the elves gathered in the new arena in the ten thousand people lane of New Silver Moon City. This is not luxury and cruelty for fun.
The arena built behind the Queen of Greece can accommodate up to 50,000 spectators. Except for special festivals, elf warriors fight in person every weekend, which is to arouse the martial spirit of Sindore.
The elves gathered today to celebrate the fall of the Amani troll.
Including the Queen of Greece, several elves and strong men personally killed several Amani leaders in Dakara in public.
Listening to the elves shouting loudly at the VIP table, Aurelia couldn’t help showing a look of intoxication.
Duke’s mouth "I will meet you"
Aurelia smiled. "I hope my second sister needs this kind of thing more than I do, and I’m General Silver Li now, not Sindore."
Duke smiled and looked at this kind of thing invisible and intangible, and you didn’t know it was good until you needed it.
It’s hard to say whether the elves hate the Armani troll or destroy the Silver Moon City Scourge. The elves live for thousands of years, which is too long. For them, the tragic death of relatives and friends seems like yesterday.
After sylvanas windrunner became queen, she was able to completely wipe out the two enemies of the elves, the Amani troll. It can be said that from this moment on, the elves really recognized her elf queen.
Aurelia suddenly sighed with emotion, "I have been fighting with the Armani trolls for 3,000 years, and suddenly they are destroyed by the new human beings and dwarves. This feeling is really subtle! I think if you fall behind the times and are destroyed as a high elf … "
Wen Leisha winked: "What will you do to us, Duke?"? Will you choose to help trolls deal with elves? "
Duke, that!
Come on, the difference in face value is enough for me to abandon the troll and become an elf control. Okay.
As for Winesha Duke, he directly quipped, "I’m sorry, but I won’t choose a troll unless my lovely Winesha goes to be a troll with two little tiger teeth."
Wen Leisha’s face suddenly turned red. "I don’t have any small tiger teeth, and I won’t be a troll!"
Duke decisively replied, "Then I will decisively choose the elves even if the troll is 10 thousand years ahead of the elves."
Yan value is justice!
Your own woman is justice!
Well, I wish I knew about it myself.
Of course, you can’t say that
Aurelia loves him deeply, but she is also a woman with a deep sense of justice. If it is really necessary for him and her people to make a choice, that choice will definitely hurt Duke.
Fortunately! There won’t be that chance
Duke took a deep breath. "There is a proverb in human beings called’ character determines fate’. I think racial characteristics also determine the achievements and future of the race. Perhaps there are many ifs in history, but the final result will always be one. Since a nation’s external forces and forces have made such a choice together, there will be inevitable results."
Aurelia didn’t speak and listened quietly.
"I mean to deny or distort history, but I think it’s because of wisdom or fate. Since both human beings and elves have made little progress, this is the historical achievement. When we achieve together and surpass the troll, which is the opposite of history, everything is a foregone conclusion. When human beings and elves first allied with each other two years ago, the troll had no chance of winning, especially today when the troll’s individual strength is no longer superior to magic literature and technology."
"Practicing martial arts for decades has become meaningful? How sad! " Aurelia sighed.
"Maybe. If you want to move forward, if you want to continue your ethnic group, you will lose something, such as falling behind the times …" Duke specifically pointed out this point because Duke thought that at least the arrogant spirit of the elves was still a bad habit that must be abandoned.
Aurelia nodded. "Well, it’s time for the elves to change. What we need is something more simple …"
Chapter 124 Easy to keep difficult to attack Zuge
In the New Fortress of the Twisted Virtual Burning Legion, Ereda’s pair are huddled together and twitching all over because they are suffering the most terrible punishment.
There are countless steel needle-like objects outside their heads, which keep injecting low-purity evil energy into the other side of their bodies. A huge strange thing, like octopus tentacles, sucks evil energy out of their skull holes.
It is a typical double punishment of soul and body to forcibly reduce their strength and give them the greatest pain in the process.
Suddenly, a huge red shadow with a hot smell came to him. He was the leader of the Burning Legion, Kilgardan.
I think I hit someone and twitched, and I fell off with more than two plops! Regardless of panting, he bowed to Kilgardan for the first time.
"Thank you! Great master! Thank you for your pity! " Double-different mouth
"I hate pity," Kierkegaard boomed. "Because pity means that I have another idiot who screwed up the plan, and I don’t have a replacement to replace those idiots. Can your stupid heads feel the double anger?"
The graceful and charming bodies trembled uncontrollably and desperately, and the fear in their hearts was suppressed. The chicken pecked rice and nodded.
"I’m disappointed in this trap plan. It’s a mistake for you to place your hopes on the legion traitor and uncontrolled false gods."
Double frighten repeatedly kowtow for mercy.
"once I hope to see a perfect result, I’m not interested in the process. If I want the result to fail again, I think many lords will be interested to see how I put your eternal transfiguration, which is so beautiful, into a green skin demon."
After that, Kilgardan filled the whole hall, and the huge virtual shadow disappeared. The remaining two wrecks shook like a sieve, and the female demon Lord Youzi fell into the deepest dark fear.
The meanest and humblest in the Burning Legion of Evil Demons are not qualified to be cannon fodder. There will be no evil spirits, including more than one evil demon.
Which virtual Lord was not killed in a sea of blood? I can even become a Lord. This identity alone is enough for hundreds of millions of demons to envy and hate.
If Shuangzhen degenerates into evil spirits, the guys who will be violent to them can definitely fill a planet.
It doesn’t take words to get to know each other. You can know each other’s thoughts with one look for more than 20 thousand years.
In addition to their deepest fears, they also have the strongest reluctance. In their eyes, the key to this failure is still Azeroth, and the shield is still strong
Although a virtual Lord can sense that the magic circle left by the Pantheon Titan has weakened, it is still in good luck on the whole.
At least this time is an experiment.
It’s Kilgardan’s fault. It’s a pity that the master is always right. Once there is a mistake, it must be human fault.
This failure can be their double responsibility. Anyway, the Ereda clan will never lack cunning and capable female demons.
Ireda’s double tragedy Duke doesn’t know and won’t pay attention to it. While watching Angela’s monster shadow in magic mirror, he makes the flying fleet South prepare to support Varian.
Storm Kingdom has no simpler and more violent way to fight against Rangers by jungle trolls.
The terrain of Thorn Valley is relatively gentle than that of Zuaman, which makes dwarf steam tanks have a strong place to add bronze whiskers. The three brothers have always liked Varian’s expedition to the south, Zulgrabmagni, and pulled out the strongest [flash] tank corps for Varian to use.
The roar of the cannon symbolizes the destruction, and the reverberation of the explosion reverberates throughout the Thorn Valley. Duke, the dwarf, awarded Xu Jin the shelling and abruptly plowed a five-kilometer-wide, barren road to death in the northern part of the Thorn Valley.
What? Hide?
This thing is not?
Unless a troll can instantly change his skin from green to scorched black like a chameleon, he can’t cross the death line even if he can survive a terrible volley attack.
In the front row, there are three floors inside and three floors outside, human shields and spearmen, in the middle row, steam armored vehicles, dwarf musketeers and human javelin throwers, and in the back row, there are mixed teams of mortars and archers.