Emperor of Arcane

Naturally, the troll soldiers did not catch up. ▲𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑔𝑙𝑒 Search for 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑐𝑜𝑚Read▲

He even took a few hits from the fireball spell and suffered heavy losses.

The trolls looked at the blazing fire, but finally did not wait any longer, and reluctantly chose to take a detour.

The moment they saw the flames rise, the trolls already knew that the journey ahead would not be peaceful.

They guessed it right!

Just walked, not a few hundred meters.

The troll soldiers leading the way immediately screamed.

Batum, who was leading the way, changed his expression. He lowered his head and looked at the thick pile of fallen leaves, and used his weapon to pull them apart.

Several rough and ferocious iron nails were exposed.

With a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth, Batum picked up the iron nail with barbed spikes.

Press lightly with your fingers, and a sharp tingling sensation comes from your fingertips.

Little bits of blood flowed from the wound, and it looked particularly bloody under the scarlet moonlight.

Although Batum didn't know what it was called, he already understood its function from its ferocious appearance and spikes.

The screams of the surrounding troll soldiers are enough to prove its "power".

It's not like he hasn't thought about letting the troll run wildly on these terrifying nails.

But these inconspicuous iron nails can penetrate into the bones, and the extremely sharp pain will make the already demoralized trolls collapse.

Most trolls are not afraid of death, they just want to live!

After hesitating for a while, Batum ordered the soldiers to report to the troll priest while quickly cutting down the trees.

He didn’t want to go anyway…

Unexpectedly, although the troll priest was manic, he did not kill the troll soldiers again.

Batum didn't know whether they were trying to save troops or if they had already thought of countermeasures.

Anyway, this made him breathe a sigh of relief, and he started cutting down the trees himself, using intense labor to numb himself.

Trees tied together, covering the ground.

Hundreds of troll soldiers stepped on it and cleared away dozens of meters of iron nails.

As long as it's not so dense that there's no way to start, it doesn't matter if there are some things that slip through the net.

Batum dealt with it in time, and it only took more than an hour to forcefully open up a passage.

Even in order to prevent him from hitting the iron nails again, he specially asked the troll soldiers to bring dozens of small trees to be prepared.

It's a pity that Batum's idea is good, but it's a pity that there will be too many troubles next.

Two walls of fire.

A deep ditch.

The "Fireball Technique" buried in the ground exploded more than ten times.

Occasionally there was shooting from behind.

This went on over and over for nearly a whole night.

The almost exhausted troll soldiers couldn't help but feel tears filling their eyes when they saw the rising sun emerging in the distance.

They never imagined that just an ordinary night march would cause them so much pain.

Except for more than 80 trolls who were killed by the fireball spell, the overall number of trolls did not suffer much loss.

However, their combat effectiveness has dropped significantly.

Hunger, exhaustion, pain, and panic all came to my mind.

Fortunately, the bright daylight brought them a little comfort.

At least they can see many traps and troubles, so they can deal with them and avoid them early.

The more important point is.

Now, they are only two days away from the north bank of Silver Moon River.

If you persist a little longer, they will reach their destination.

"Rest where you are while the hunting team prepares food!"

The rest order given by the troll priests made all the troll soldiers take a long breath.

They had no rest for the equivalent of two days and two nights, and were attacked and harassed in various ways along the way.

No matter how strong your body is, it cannot withstand this torture.

Even if you can hold on physically, it's still very dangerous mentally!

More than 3,000 troll hunting teams were rushing towards the hunting grounds in three different directions.

Beelzebub, who saw this scene completely in his eyes, showed an extremely bright smile, holding the ax in his hand, and had the urge to chop something.

"Phew, the effect is better than expected."

Elio also saw the troll's fatigue, a burning red light flashed in his eyes, thinking about the next plan, and pointed at one of the separated hunting teams:

"The time has come, it's time to teach them a profound lesson!"

Although she didn't sleep well, Feili felt energized.

She has a unique feel that is completely different from adventures between squads.

Even if she didn't fully understand it, she still felt that the task on her shoulders was heavy.

She checked the crossbow in her hand, pointed at the trolls and said excitedly:

"Hehehe, everyone will be smarter in their actions later. No prisoners will be taken this time!"

Everyone could hear the nervousness in her tone, but how could everyone else?

This battle is about the smooth development of the territory!

It is also a test for them to understand the main enemies of their future territories.

Everyone is eating in the dark forest. If the Bay Territory eats more, the trolls will definitely eat less.

Conflict will break out sooner or later!

Elona, ​​who would not directly join the battle, carefully observed the mental and physical conditions of the trolls, and under the prompts of Guoguo (Wisdom Tree), she said in detail:

"The troll soldiers are very tired. In their current state, their strength will drop by 40%, their agility will drop by 60%, and their recovery ability will drop by 30%."

"If our endurance is stronger, we can wear down these troll soldiers in about half an hour..."

"However, the other party must have considered it and will be prepared for this situation, so it is safer to stick to the original plan and fight quickly!"

The clear voice made everyone nod.

Although they were curious about how Elio made such accurate observations, everyone was in a tacit understanding and did not ask any further questions.

Angela, who had been silent all this time, stood up slowly, looked at the dense dark forest in the distance, and stared in the direction of the troll hunting team on the right. After pondering for a while, she said directly:

"This opportunity is rare, so let's do it directly!"

As she spoke, Angela stepped onto the horse.

More than 200 cavalrymen behind them, who had been waiting for a long time, also mounted their horses in unison.

They didn't make any sound and ran towards the enemy's position silently.

The others followed quickly and rushed towards the ignorant troll hunting team according to the plan they had made before.

The ignorant troll hunting team looked at the herds of cattle and sheep that were no less than usual in surprise, and couldn't help but feel tears filling their eyes.

I don’t realize it at ordinary times, but I only know how to cherish it after losing it.

Therefore, they move very quickly and catch large amounts of prey as quickly as possible.

And this time, they learned well.

Instead of killing all the prey immediately, he chose to capture them alive.

The food caught is enough for them to eat for two or three meals. Even if they do not encounter a good hunting environment, they will not worry about eating.

It's a good idea, but it's a pity that it just gives the soldiers in the Gulf Territory a bigger surprise.

The trolls were messy and scattered, each carrying their prey.

Just now, we were talking and laughing on the flat grassland, but in the blink of an eye, the cavalry rushed into our faces.

Without any precautions, he was pierced in an instant!