Emperor of Arcane

The originally mighty troll army.

Already defeated like a mountain.

They are like hunted sheep, being hunted down by human cavalry and war supervisors!

Not a single troll soldier turned around to resist. They had no reason to fight, they just wanted to escape with their lives.

The more you fear death, the faster it will come!

Soldiers often spare the lives of trolls who discard their weapons.

As for the rest, we can only leave it to fate!

A large number of trolls fled into the dense forest, ready to flee in all directions.

As long as they escape fast enough, the Gulf Territory soldiers, who are smaller in number, don't have that many manpower to chase them down.

At this time, their minds seemed to be brighter.

Unfortunately, Matthew will not let go of this perfect opportunity to make a fortune!

Thick crossbow arrows whizzed in from both sides of the dense forest.

The trolls who fled to the left and right were hit by arrows and fell to the ground.

Sharp shouts of killing came one after another, and there was an ambush here!

The troll, who was completely defeated, did not dare to check how many enemies there were on both sides, so he could only run forward with his head down.

Only two crossbows flew in, squeezing the space for these trolls to escape.

The Gulf Territory soldiers behind them still maintained a stable atmosphere and rhythm, chasing and slashing at them in turn, driving them to keep running forward.

Yaya, who recovered again, has been observing in the sky.

She kept looking at the adventurers in the dark forest.

I saw them forming a large funnel shape, constantly squeezing the escape space of these trolls.

At the same time, the adventurers used relatively loose shooting to continue to "reduce" the number of these trolls.

The troll, who was struck down by fear and kept running away, made a somewhat panicked discovery.

The number of enemies is becoming more and more.

The space for them to escape became smaller and smaller, and the trolls that were scattered were gradually squeezed together again.

The "swishing" crossbow arrows continued to fly.

He shot down the crowded trolls mercilessly. The screams and pleading eyes of his companions who fell to the ground were ignored by the fleeing trolls.

There are also trolls who cannot bear the pressure of this slow death and flee to both sides of the forest.

Then, a dense barrage of crossbow arrows came over, instantly pricking them into hedgehogs.

Seeing this scene, the other trolls speeded up their escape with a tacit understanding.

Alice, who was riding a fast horse and commanding the battle, had unspeakable ecstasy on her face.

She stared at the trolls who kept falling to the ground and shouted excitedly:

"Team 1 keeps shooting, don't try to kill them, just hit them in the chest."

"Every time you hit a troll, everyone will get 1 more gold coin. It's time to test your ability to make money!"

"Team 2, hurry up and follow us, and be fast."

"Occupy a good position, control the distance, and don't lose your life just to make money!"

"Team 3, stop dawdling and run forward quickly. If you run slowly, forget about the bonus."

The captains of the other twenty or thirty adventure teams all showed thoughtful expressions after seeing Alice's thorough preparation.

Sure enough, Alice's team is not the strongest, but they have an amazing "sense" in terms of pursuit and planning.

At the same time, they also showed considerable interest in the war missions in the Gulf Territory.

Capturing a troll will earn you a reward of 50 gold coins!

Participating in this ambush operation, each person can also receive a bonus of up to 5 gold coins!

In the entire Eastern Province, such a high-yield group mission is definitely second to none.

Unfortunately, the number of adventurers is still too small.

Due to the number and combat effectiveness of the troll army, only the "old" adventurers in the Gulf Territory and a small number of new elite professionals joined this "dangerous" ambush mission.

Although they worked very hard and "shot down" about 1,500 of the more than 4,500 escaping trolls.

But there were still more than 3,000 trolls who escaped from the deadly jungle and rushed to the river screaming.

Then all the trolls were dumbfounded.

The rope they used to cross the river had been cut off by nearly half, and the remaining half was dangling on the water.

Without any hesitation, the troll at the front quickly rushed to the rope and climbed into the river without hesitation.

The remaining trolls suddenly realized it and rushed over in a swarm.

At this time, even the stupidest troll understands that if you stay on the river bank, you will definitely die!

However, there were too many monks at the moment, and dozens of ropes were quickly occupied by trolls.

Seeing that the troll behind was unable to grab a position, and hearing the constant sound of crossbow arrows flying through the air behind them, the troll raised his weapon with red eyes towards his companions in front.

A fierce melee ensued.

The adventurers who were originally preparing to charge forward stopped very sensibly and started shooting with crossbows from a distance.

Blood flowed freely and corpses were scattered all over the ground.

When the trolls were fighting in full swing, a large group of murlocs rushed out from the bottom of the water and dragged the trolls down while they were crossing the water.

Bobo watched the battle comfortably by the water in the distance, occasionally picking up the enchanted crossbow customized for him and shooting an arrow or two.

About half an hour later.

The fierce shouts of death subsided.

Except for a few hundred "lucky" trolls who escaped to the other side.

The remaining 2,000 or so trolls lost all hope of escape after experiencing a brutal fight.

They closed their eyes helplessly and fell limply to the ground, waiting for death to come.

Occasionally, a few trolls would jump into the water like crazy, spin around a few times, and then be dragged under the water by the excited fishmen.

Die quietly!

The Gulf Territory soldiers rushed over and captured all the trolls who gave up resistance.

50 gold coins per head!

Can't waste it!

At this point, the Gulf Territory defeated all the invading trolls and won the battle.

The next time is the pleasant part of cleaning and clearing the battlefield.

The soldiers of the Gulf Territory, with the cooperation of the fishmen and adventurers, gave priority to searching for the injured trolls who were still alive.

With the troll's strong physical fitness and recovery ability, as long as they do not die on the spot, they can basically survive after drinking a bottle of blood-activating potion.

As for the corpses of these trolls, they must be cleaned up as soon as possible.

The Scarlet Moon seems not as scary as before, but everyone is very wary of it.

No one wants to face that kind of terrible destruction!

Soldiers and adventurers transported troll prisoners, burned troll corpses, and cleaned up crossbows, broken weapons and other things that did not belong to the dark forest left on the battlefield.

Everyone has a smile on their face, rejoicing for the victory of the Gulf Territory, and feeling proud of the strength of the Gulf Territory.

Even the large number of fishmen are constantly busy.

The excited Bobo was happily choosing flexible, clever and obedient subordinates.

Matthew, who saw this scene completely in his eyes, suppressed the excitement in his heart and turned to look at the direction in which the troll priest and the high-level trolls were escaping:

"I really hope all the trolls I meet in the future are as stupid as them!"

After hearing what Matthew said, the smart Yaya immediately thought of:

"Huh? Is this why you let them go back?"

"That's right, we can't let such stupid opponents die like this."

"Let them return to the Gurubashi and hopefully they can bring us more troll 'volunteers' next time."