Azeroth New World

Dozens of humans, riding moas, suddenly appeared outside the troll tribe. They opened their bows and shot arrows, shooting down several trolls at the door.The troll tribe exploded, and they howled and chased after this group of humans.

Humans rode moas and ran very fast, but the trolls who were chasing them did not give up. They were familiar with the environment and found that humans were looking for a dead end. There was a river in the direction of their escape, and the river would cut off the hope of human escape.

The chasing trolls shouted excitedly one by one, because they had heard the sound of the river, and humans must be ahead.

With a flash in front of their eyes, the trolls rushed out of the forest and came to the open space by the river. After seeing the situation there, their howling stopped abruptly, and their running pace became slower and slower.

Because there were not only the dozens of humans who were chasing just now on the river bank, but also many human soldiers who were in formation and ready.

The trolls slowed down and surrounded the humans. They stopped outside the safe range, and looked at the human soldiers lined up with fierce eyes.

The open terrain is not good for the trolls, but the trolls can at least see that they outnumber humans by a lot, which gives them the courage to fight.

The oppressive atmosphere is constantly condensing on the river bank!

"Tustingo."

The leading troll roared, and all the trolls began to charge towards the human formation.

The magic mortars in the human team took the lead and aimed at the priests in the troll team.

"Boom" "Boom"...

Mortar shells exploded in the troll team, and the trolls were like leaves in a stormy sea, flying in all directions with the shock wave, and the trolls were scattered and mourned.

The next troll's reaction was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

They left dead and wounded all over the ground, screaming in terror, turned around and ran back faster than when charging, as if behind them were not humans, but a group of terrifying monsters.Kant understood the voices of the trolls yelling, "Pyroblast casters."

Kant understood that the trolls of this tribe must have participated in the attack on the sentry post.That time when Kant chased and killed thousands of trolls by himself, he left a deep impression on the trolls.

Bridget didn't expect that just one round of shells scared the troll to the ground.

"All troll squadrons attack and stop these fleeing trolls."

"As ordered, sir."

"Musketeer squadron advance, knight squadron, attack from both sides."

"Obey." "Obey."

Under Bridget's order, the team attacked across the board.

Five squadrons of trolls rushed out of the forest, stopped the fleeing trolls, and the two sides slammed into each other hard.

The Musketeers also came after them, and lined up to attack the troll from behind.

"bang bang bang"

The projectile hits the trolls, knocking them to the ground.

The trolls are surrounded and demoralized, and victory is only a matter of time.

Sure enough, the battle didn't last long, the troll discarded many corpses and wounded, and fled in all directions like birds and beasts.

Leave the Musketeers to guard the prisoners, and the others follow and chase the enemy.

Throughout the battle, Bridget was gearing up and eager to try, but in the end she refrained from making a move herself. On a battlefield with thousands of people, commanding from the center is more important than participating in the battle in person.

At this moment, standing next to her, Kant felt that her mood was as bright as the sun came out.The success of the tactics makes her look high, and the victory is just a beautiful embellishment for her

Commanding thousands of people to fight for the first time and achieving a clean victory is something worth celebrating.Kant opened his hands and embraced her, the body in his arms trembled slightly, which was a mixture of excitement, excitement and other emotions.

Through the leather armor, Kant gently stroked her back, as if stroking the most precious treasure.

After a while, Bridget stopped trembling, broke free from Kant's embrace, and said with a smile, "That's all, we still have to take down the troll's camp."

Human mercenaries and troll allied forces chased the rout all the way to the troll camp.The news of the defeat caused the trolls in the camp to be in a mess. Before the trolls could react, the human coalition forces had already arrived, and the trolls had no choice but to abandon the camp and flee.

The pursuit of the captives lasted until night, and the troll alliance escorted the captives back one after another.

The next day, the team pressed the captives and marched in the direction of Zur Martha.

The green voodoo smoke at the mouth of the valley has dissipated, and curious humans walked into this fabled troll city for the first time.

The trolls put down their work and looked at the group of humans curiously.

"Today we are here for a rest day, and we will return tomorrow."

"Yes."

Although there is no need to eat and sleep in the open, there are green-skinned and fang-toothed trolls everywhere, which still looks quite intrusive.

The mercenary captain privately warned everyone not to cause trouble, and then quickly arranged for camping.

The troll Hamia rushed to see Kant, and brought the mercenary fresh prey.

The mercenaries were very happy, and finally they didn't have to eat dry food.

After the prey was roasted, an old mercenary personally sent a portion of the freshest roasted wild boar thigh to the elf.

"Captain, try it."

The elf took the barbecue and looked at it, took out a package of things from the magic pocket, and sprinkled it on the barbecue.

"Spice!" The old mercenary's eyes lit up.

They carry spices with them when they go out on expeditions, and only the elves can do it. As the first group of people to join, the old mercenary has seen the elf captain take out piles of cosmetics from the magic pocket.As long as she doesn't pull a man out of it someday, as for other things, the old mercenary won't be surprised.

"Take it and use it." The elf's voice was always so crisp and sweet.

"Thank you, Captain." The mercenary laughed and took the spices and ran to continue the barbecue.

Smelling the smell of spices, a group of mercenaries surrounded him, drooling and staring at the barbecue.

"Go, go, don't worry, have you seen the troll over there? Anyway, the prey was also sent by someone, so I will send a copy in return."

Although humans and trolls do not understand the language, at least they can understand gestures.

The troll took a bite of the barbecue and was stunned. He had never eaten such delicious food.So he hurriedly informed his companions and brought more prey and wine brewed by the troll.

The power of delicious food is endless, with meat and wine, the atmosphere is instantly heated up.The first friendly contact between humans and trolls actually started like this under the leadership of a foodie, which no one expected.

In the past few days, Convinia has not only been nervous about the occurrence of battles, but also struggled with painful marches and poor camping.When Kant came to her, he saw her tortured eyes were puffy and her lips were chapped.

Although it looks miserable, I believe that this experience of fighting with the army will be a rare life experience for her. Compared with the apprentices of the Violet Academy, it will be a precious wealth in life.

I have never seen a large army, never been on a battlefield, and I can't imagine what it would be like to have thousands of people fighting together like crazy.Just the sound of killing is enough to affect the spellcasting of ordinary mages.Some mages, on the battlefield for the first time, got stuck in their tongues, stiff in their hands and feet, and couldn't even finish casting a spell.The mage who just came out of the greenhouse couldn't stand the bloody battlefield.

"Rest well, there is still important work to do tomorrow."

"Okay, mentor." Convinia's voice was listless, and Kant had to ask the elf to take care of it.

When Kant found Bridget, she was summing up the battle.

Although the battle was victorious, there are still many areas worthy of reflection and improvement.

"The enemy's fighting power has dropped a lot, but the fighting power of our allies is beyond my expectation. They stopped the enemy that was almost double their own, but fought tenaciously to the last moment. I have never seen a giant with such a tenacious fighting will. Demon." Seeing Kant, Bridget talked about her feelings about today's battle.

"They were the race that once dominated the entire continent. They were just sacrifices to the gods, which corroded their will to fight. The trolls have become lambs raised by the gods. They will only fight bravely, bully the weak and fear the strong, and forget what is real. Fighting. When they encounter a real strong enemy, they will only run away or place their hopes on the priests and gods, but they forget how to rely on themselves to defeat the strong enemy."

"When they give up their spiritual sustenance to the gods and their hearts are replaced by new beliefs, the true combat power of the trolls will slowly be revealed. Most of the heroes handed down by the trolls are warriors, and there are very few priests. , isn't that enough to explain the problem?"

Bridget nodded thoughtfully, thought for a while and said, "Since that's the case, I think we can directly attack here next."

Bridget pointed to a target on the map, which was also a large gathering point for trolls, and there were about [-] resident trolls.Although it is not as large-scale and has a long history as Zul Martha, according to intelligence, this gathering point also has a towering golden tower!

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