Chapter 398: Winning by Lying Down (Continued)

"The trolls are trying to escape!" Kael'thas warned.

The reason why the forest trolls, exemplified by the Amani trolls, have not been completely eradicated by the elves after thousands of years of hunting is largely because the forest trolls are naturally born jungle killers.

Especially for someone of Zul'jin's caliber, if he doesn't want to be caught, even if the entire best ranger team of Quel'Thalas is dispatched to hunt him, it would be impossible to catch him.

Before Duke's unreasonably brutal Wisp army appeared, the war in the forest was a battle of wits between the trolls and the elven rangers. For thousands of years, neither side could completely overpower the other.

Often, when the number of trolls increased, they would rush out of the deep forest for a suicidal charge.

When the trolls were slaughtered, they would immediately roll back into the forest to recuperate.

This tug-of-war has been going on for thousands of years.

Prince Kael'thas had also heard about the power of the Wisps. In terms of early warning, the Wisps were indeed formidable, but unfortunately, these annoying little creatures were too slow. In a full-speed pursuit, the Wisps were useless.

Again, it's easy to scatter and defeat the trolls, but it's hard to annihilate them.

Compared to the nearly two hundred thousand sacrificed soldiers and civilians, crushing a troll army that had lost the support of the orc main force was far from satisfying the elves' feelings of revenge.

Kael'thas was anxious!

Duke leisurely shook his head: "The art of command, in addition to considering the overall situation and making the most advantageous choices for one's own side, a very important point is to learn to read people, to learn to trust those experts who are proficient in certain areas."

"Experts?"

"Everyone has their strengths." Duke pointed at the still-fighting Sagunar: "Brave and fierce, he is the vanguard."

Duke then pointed at Alleria, who was still commanding her subordinates and coordinating all sides in the fierce battle: "Able to fight and control subordinates, she is a military talent."

Finally, Duke pointed at himself: "Those who can complete special tasks at special times and places are specialists."

After saying that, Duke recited a string of spells.

When Kael'thas first heard it, he instinctively felt very familiar because this was the spell to activate the Rune Stone array buried under the Eversong Forest. But upon closer listening, he felt something was wrong. From the middle section, the spell had been completely changed.

You should know that even for the same magical device, different spells often correspond to different functions.

Kael'thas really didn't know how Duke knew this spell, and why he was able to modify this spell.

The prince barely understood that Duke had changed the 'rise' in the High Elven spell to 'sink', and 'accumulate' to 'release'.

But what can Duke do when more than 30% of the Rune Stones have been destroyed and most of the arcane energy buried under the forest has been squandered?

In Kael'thas's expectation, let alone a flame that burns thousands of people, it would be difficult for the Rune Stone array to even make a fire for a barbecue.

At this moment, the situation in Duke's perception was completely different.

Lines of data flowed down from Duke's retina, like a waterfall, pouring into Duke's vision and simultaneously branding into Duke's spiritual world.

A large amount of knowledge was force-fed into Duke's head, which should have been a very uncomfortable process, but when all the knowledge was crushed into

fragments of memory, constantly spinning at high speed, merging into Duke's memory like rivers flowing into the sea, everything changed...

"Importing Eversong Forest geological data..."

"Comparing battlefield geological conditions..."

"Forming data chain from magic condition feedback..."

"Loading the terrain alteration system of the Supreme King."

"Authority: Supreme."

Kael'thas, standing beside Duke, watched in astonishment as Duke's pupils gradually changed, from deep black to a flowing mercury-like color. Under his feet, a series of magical fluctuations began to appear, as if his magical circuit extended from his limbs to the city wall, and from the city wall to the entire battlefield.

"How is this possible!?" Kael'thas exclaimed in shock.

As the ancient masters of magic, the high elves' biggest difference in treating city walls is to solidify the walls of Silvermoon City with magic, to prevent the walls from collapsing after being affected by high temperature, low temperature, and other magical effects.

Even the Sun King, who had a hand in building the wall, could not channel his magic through the wall. Because the wall has been reinforced and solidified with magic multiple times.

Yet, Duke did it.

"Thud."

The large area where the trolls stood seemed to have experienced an incredibly intense earthquake, suddenly shaking.

Standing on the high city wall, overlooking the entire battlefield, Kael'thas and several members of the Silvermoon Council saw it even more clearly,

It was as if a towering behemoth had bitten into the ground behind where the trolls stood, a large crescent-shaped area suddenly sank a full five meters.

No!

More than five meters!

It was as if the unseen behemoth bit down again, making the three-kilometer-long crescent-shaped pit even deeper.

"Thud." Another loud noise.

With each thud from the earth, the crack expanded further, becoming deeper and wider.

No troll knew how deep the dark trench was, but its width had already exceeded thirty meters.

"No," the trolls discovered in horror that their retreat had been cut off! Before they could re-enter the forest, they first had to face that huge trench that they could not possibly cross on their own!

At this moment, Duke laughed.

"Kael, please. Use your flames to send the trolls to hell in the trench."

Kael'thas's eyes widened, and he suddenly realized that this was the hunt Duke was talking about!

Without any hesitation, Kael'thas activated his entire magic circuit, his whole body levitated, and a brilliant light burst out, dazzling every warrior on the battlefield.

The fire power pouring out of Kael'thas was too terrifying. In just a few breaths, it turned into a huge and illusory fire phoenix.

This enormous creature, burning with flames, was slowly descending from the city wall. It flapped its fiery wings, each flap creating a hot turbulence.

Kael'thas hadn't even made a move yet, and just the overflowing fire power was like a flame storm capable of destroying half a forest.

The high elves watched as their prince, carrying a formidable force that could overturn the entire battlefield, flew over their heads, and they erupted into cheers that could overturn the clouds in the sky.

"Long live the Sunstrider!"

"Long live Prince Kael'thas!"

Kael'thas activated his entire magic circuit, and the various Sunstrider royal magic treasures he wore suddenly shone brightly. He pushed his palms forward, and a firewall over two kilometers wide instantly appeared on the battlefield.