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Chapter 782 Blood Lord Mandokir
The strength of a force can be measured from two aspects.

One aspect is quantity and the other aspect is quality.

The three major clans of Headhunter, Laughing Skull, and Skullbreaker in Stranglethorn Vale have numbers, and each of them has more than a thousand members.Given the harsh living environment of the jungle trolls, they have as many warriors as there are tribesmen.

The three major clans combined, the number of jungle trolls is as high as [-].

Don’t think that 5000 people are very few. Not everyone can be like Guochao. Wars are often tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands or even millions. In many places, let alone 5000 people, even 500 people are a group that can dominate the strength.

If five thousand jungle trolls were to attack the country of the native human beings in Azeroth, even the capital of the latter would have to be handled carefully, otherwise there would be a danger of being breached by them.

It can be seen that the jungle trolls of Stranglethorn Vale are indeed a force to be reckoned with.

It's a pity that they met a player, a Guochao player from the main world.

A mere five thousand jungle trolls is too little for us to put between our teeth. I said you jungle trolls, and you haven't implemented a birth plan, so you can't have more births?
See, we have encouraged the second child. You still have so few births. This leek is not enough to cut.

The three troll clans took up half of the jungle trolls in Stranglethorn Vale by virtue of their numerical superiority. When they encountered players who far outnumbered them, their advantage disappeared, and the players even took advantage of the numbers. The situation Then it took a sharp turn.

The jungle trolls were killed one by one, and the number of jungle trolls continued to decline.

From [-] at the beginning, to [-] shortly after the battle, to [-], [-], [-]... The players pressed on step by step, seeing the encirclement getting smaller and smaller.

There is no hope of breaking through, and the forest troll, who cannot be defended, begins to despair.

They used to bring the emotion of despair to their prey, but they didn't expect that they would be brought to despair one day.

It's really a good reincarnation.

"Come on!"

"No more blame, kill!"

"Fuck, don't grab monsters!"

They came to Stranglethorn Valley to make up for their meritorious deeds. Among the players who worked hard in the last trembling of Azeroth, they achieved their goals with ease. In order to rush back to accept the imperial seal, some of them rushed into the monster group and died generously. Others let their teammates beat themselves to death - anyway, they are going to die, and instead of you committing suicide, let us have a good time.

Those who fail to achieve their goals are panicked, because there are fewer and fewer jungle trolls, which means that they will get less merit. Who will cry?

Under the urging of these people, the firepower of the players more than doubled.

Jungle trolls want to cry.

Are there any of you who bully trolls like this, relying on the number of people to play gang fights, it's a kind of heads-up.

Head to head?

Players said: Why should I fight you one-on-one when we can beat you in groups? We are not stupid.

The jungle trolls are fighting less and less, but because of the continuous team entering Stranglethorn Valley, the number of players has not decreased, but the number of players has increased.

Judging from the situation of both sides in the battle, if there is no miracle, the three troll clans in Stranglethorn Valley will be wiped out here, and today they will be turned into dust of history under the knife of the player.

It was a miracle on the side of the jungle troll, but an accident on the player's side.

Miracles are very rare, or they wouldn't be called miracles, but accidents don't seem to be uncommon.

Just as the leaders of the three major troll clans fell into the deepest despair and were about to go into battle with the players shirtless, they found commotion in the player's encirclement.

There was a sudden attack from behind, and the player who had put all his energy on killing the jungle troll was caught off guard and was torn apart by the opponent.

That direction is Zul'Gurub!

The leaders of the three troll clans were overjoyed. They shouted hoarsely: "Break out! Break out in the direction of Zul'Gurub!"

Needless to say, the only one who would stab the player from the back at this time and dare to stab the player at the same time is Zul'Gurub, who is also a jungle troll.

Compared with the three major clans that rely on quantity, the trolls of Zul'Gurub rely on quality.

Using the evaluation standard of Origin Energy Technology, the trolls in Zul'Gurub are all elite creatures, and their levels are all above level [-].

In addition, Zul'Gurub also has the existence of several lords.

It was one of Zul'Gurub's leader creatures—Blood Lord Mandokir—who led his men to raid the players and tear open the encirclement of the players for the three major clans.

To be precise, it was actually two.

Because Mandokir's mount is also a leader-level velociraptor.

The characteristics of a creature like the Velociraptor can be seen from its name.

Both fast and ferocious.

Moreover, velociraptors mostly live in groups, and are especially good at besieging prey.

Blood Lord Mandokir took the lead, and behind him were nearly a hundred troll cavalry riding velociraptors.

As the trump card of the cold weapon era, the impact of cavalry is so strong that it goes without saying.It is normal for the players to break through the encirclement without guarding against the attack from behind.

However, it was only normal at the beginning.

The blood lord Mandokir, who rushed to the forefront, was still very proud at the beginning. Even though you humans are hundreds or thousands of times our number, I still can't save people from you.

After he hadn't rushed in far and the players reacted, the situation changed immediately.

The troll actually has reinforcements!

For the appearance of Mandokir and Troll Raptor Dragoons, players were not surprised but delighted.

We were worried that the trolls were not enough to kill, and the meritorious deeds were not enough to earn, so you sent us such a gift, which is exactly what the saying goes: To send a head from a thousand miles, the gift is light and the affection is heavy.

What if there are cavalry charging?
Of course, shoot him, blow him with a grenade, and sweep him with a machine gun. After a while, just watch him.

Da da da……

The quick-responsive player immediately took out his gun and let the sound of the gun resound in the battlefield.

The players who were a step behind did not show weakness. They took out the grenade, pulled the safety ring, and threw it over.

what?
He found that humans were throwing black iron balls at him. Mandokir, who had never seen such a thing before, was still puzzled, and then a grenade that he didn't know whether he threw it accurately or was hit on the right side hit his face, sticking to his face. There was a hair in his face.

boom!
The impact of the grenade explosion caused Mandokir to throw his head back, and fell backwards, almost falling off the velociraptor's back.

By the time he emerged from the flames of the explosion, the mohawk, the troll's signature hairstyle, had fallen into disarray, and two lines of nosebleeds had flowed from his nose, a vulnerable part of his face.

That image is as embarrassing as it is.

But no matter how embarrassing he was, he couldn't hide the fact that he took the grenade close to his face and exploded without a hair...damaged.

"Lord creature!"

Some people are exclaiming, but more players' eyes are shining.

(End of this chapter)