Chapter 1371 Sunset of the Troll Empire

  These pterodactyls, which lacked magical protection and only had a few pieces of golden armor on their vital parts, were harvested by unreasonable anti-aircraft shells, dying in groups and tragically falling on this barren land.

   In the first ten minutes of the battle, all those who dared to rush up were swept down by the airship's anti-aircraft guns.

   There were only some knights who abandoned themselves, and the pterodactyls escaped in despair.

   On the ground, the troll's direhorn troop launched a desperate charge towards the alliance's mechanized troop.

  When these super-heavy mounts with a body similar to a Triceratops, with a bony fan-shaped surface similar to a shield, and weighing more than 5 tons at every turn, ran wildly on the ground, even the ground could not help but tremble.

Before    was replaced, the Alliance would suffer a big loss.

   If you use a bow and arrow, you won't hit the vital point of the Direhorn, and it won't hurt or itch at all.

   This kind of impact is also not something that any infantry line can withstand.

   Changed to the old-fashioned steam tank of the dwarves, and it may not be able to withstand it.

  The brute force of dinosaurs is beyond imagination, the tanks will overturn you in minutes.

   But the firing frequency of the steam tank's mortar is too low to block the impact of the direhorn at all.

   It would be good to replace it with the 37mm cannon of the [Dongfeng] anti-aircraft vehicle, and its firepower is just enough to penetrate the thick skin and sturdy skull of the direhorn.

  When the Direhorn was killed, the **** fragments that exploded even turned into fragments of a fragmentation grenade, which sputtered away and harvested the lives of the trolls.

   "No—" As the commander-in-chief of this support army, Zul shed painful tears.

   Whether to support the Voldun area or not, the Zandalar royal family has been arguing for a long time.

   In fact, there will be no correct answer to this kind of thing: no support, it is equivalent to all GG in several subordinate regions, and there is no more resources to send to the king city Dazaro; support, but also afraid of being surrounded by points to help.

   The more important reason for sending troops this time is that the army generals of the trolls did not want to go without a fight, so they shrunk all their combat power to Salo.

   Originally, Zul was thinking of a small defeat, just to convince everyone to shrink back their fighting power.

   Unexpectedly, there is no turning back when the bow is drawn, and the war cannot be stopped if you want.

  When the Alliance gained absolute air supremacy, the air battleships began to bombard the most densely populated areas with the main and secondary guns in turn. Mushroom clouds, big and small, rose up on the barren land, and along with them were the stumps of a large number of dinosaurs and trolls.

   Less than half an hour into the battle, the army of 200,000 trolls was on the verge of collapse.

   It is no exaggeration to say that the reason why the trolls can survive until now is all thanks to those giant dinosaurs in their hands.

  Those giant brontosaurus with a length of 100 meters and Tyrannosaurus rex standing 30 meters high, even if they are placed on the earth, they are the existence of the same species that surpasses ordinary templates. In another world, it would not be an exaggeration to call it [Titan Dragon].

   Their existence is like a giant warship running on land, and the impact brought by them is unbelievable.

   For example, a giant pterodactyl with a wingspan of more than 30 meters is not much worse than the veggie blue dragon king Kalei in terms of size.

  Perhaps, this is the reason why Princess Talanji dared to come back to Zandalar after completely offending the Alliance.

  Unfortunately, in the absence of the Loa gods, the Zandalari Empire army is about to be defeated in this battle.

   First, the rare Tyrannosaurus Rex elite, who rushed into the enemy line and overturned several human tanks, was hit by a tauren who suddenly appeared and blasted his head with a flaming hammer.

   Immediately afterwards, a werewolf hero who jumped out of the air ripped off the neck of a giant elite brontosaurus with a few claws.

  When the giant pterodactyl was also torn apart by a giant black dragon that fell from the clouds, there was no bright spot on the troll side on the entire battlefield.

Zujin achieved the goal he wanted to lose, but he didn't feel a trace of joy in his heart, only deep fear. The cannonball that fell from the cloud layer was cold inside.

   Is this a normal war?

   Even if the scale of this war has surpassed the rumored battles of the Dark Portal, only the final battle between the Zandalari Empire and the Night Elves tens of thousands of years ago is comparable to it.

   But he imagined that the Zandalar Empire, which was so powerful that it could fight against the night elves for decades, would lose such a vital homeland defense without any temper.

   In Zujin's vision, the battle flags of the Legion representing the past glory of the Troll Empire were disappearing in the sea of ​​artillery.

  This failure represents not only the rout of the trolls, but also the loss of the trolls' last mobile force. Without this main force, there will be a big question mark on whether the Zandalari Empire can continue to be maintained.

   "Woooooo!" The horn of retreat sounded.

   In fact, the various troll legions had already reached the brink of collapse without Zujin's order.

   is purely due to the fact that dinosaur mounts are easy to rage, which makes them seem to be able to rush.

  The troll knights are trying to gather those dinosaur mounts that have lost their knights. Unfortunately, the alliance will not give them this chance.

   Mixed among the giant metal giants of the enemy, countless tanks began to charge, followed by a large number of human infantry sitting on armored vehicles.

   With guns and swords, they swiftly reaped the life of every dying troll soldier.

  The powerful vitality and self-healing ability of trolls have instead become a cruel torture. To confirm their death, Union soldiers often whipped them with excessive force.

   "Your Excellency! Get out! If you don't leave, it will be too late!" Zu Jin's bodyguards pulled Zu Jin firmly.

Zujin's eyes widened, and he saw that many Union soldiers with the trident emblem stopped. They turned into joyful sawmen one by one, using electric chainsaws to cut the corpses of the troll soldiers, and pulled out the corpses on them. Gold ornaments.

   "No..." Zukin was crying.

  The glory of the troll empire has been completely trampled on!

  The time came to August 20th. After the Battle of Vol'dun, the Zandalari trolls lost their last counter-attack force, and they were completely defeated.

The   Wharton area was the first to fall. After all, deserts and mountains cannot stop the alliance army. The desolate Wharton did not even have the basic conditions for guerrilla warfare.

   Jaina basically cleaned up the Nazmir area after receiving the support of the Northwest Army of Danas in turn.

  Finally, the three armies joined forces at Dazar'alor, the capital of the Zandalari troll empire.

   At this time, the night elves had already swiped honor under Dazar'alor city to the point of vomiting. Bombarding Dazaro and its surroundings indiscriminately every day, even a troll civilian will be greeted by three machine guns almost as soon as he emerges.

The reason why    did not storm into Dazar'alor before the other two troops was purely due to McDonald's willingness to attack.

  The setting sun sprinkled on the Ebon Fortress, and McDonald, who was overlooking Dazaro, pouted: "The setting sun is in the west, which is very suitable for the situation of the Loa gods."

   (end of this chapter)