The trolls are coming.

The news brought by the thin monkey just now is that some trolls are moving towards Zhenbei Fort.

Trolls are good in the wilderness, and it is said that they once had a large empire, only to lose the war with the Elder Elves, and eventually the entire empire fell apart, and all the trolls were banished to the wilderness.

Suren is well aware of the troubles of the trolls, they once had their own civilization, and although they were defeated by the elves, the strength of the troll tribe with the inheritance should not be underestimated.

Trolls now live according to tribes, thinking that the former empire collapsed, and now all the troll tribes are working in their own way, and after being driven to the wilderness, the civilization of trolls has also changed a lot, such as the troll tribes began to believe in ancestral spirits and nature spirits.

Although these ancestral spirits and nature spirits are not gods, they have some of the power of gods, and those trolls can also use them to exert elemental powers. Many of the trolls are top-notch warriors and hunters, as well as assassins, and they are quite dangerous, especially since many of the troll tribes are good at using poison, which is disgusting. The poison of the trolls is so strong that even the ogres can't bear it, and now these troll tribes are approaching the north fort of Zhenbei.

"Why are those trolls moving towards us?" Su Lun was a little puzzled, although the troll tribe was not far from Zhenbei Fort, but the trolls would come to attack the humans when they were well fed, and the enemies of the trolls were elves and half-elves, and even if they were going to attack, how could they choose to be in winter.

"Food! Trolls are running out of food. This is the only explanation that Suren can think of.

Trolls themselves don't know how to farm, they are nomadic people, relying on hunting and raising livestock, this model is very fragile, and if some natural disaster or other event occurs, they will suffer from food shortages. If there is not enough food, then the trolls will plunder the other tribes, and this tribe of trolls near Zhenbei Fort is not too big, numbering no more than a thousand.

Although the number is not as large as that of centaurs and orcs, compared to them, trolls are still a very difficult race, trolls have a very disgusting talent, regeneration, and their regeneration ability is simply perverted.

Even if the hand or leg is broken, it won't take a few days to grow back, and if you want to kill them, in addition to using fire or strong acid, you can only use all kinds of powerful elemental attacks.

The snow stopped after a day, and Fort Zhenbei began to clear the snow in the morning, but fortunately, the snow was not thick, and Sheriff Harrison led the vigilante to patrol the town to check if there were any houses that had collapsed due to the snow.

Boulder was sent to the horse farm to see if the horses had been affected, and that the construction of houses in the territory had not cut corners, and that the heavy snow had not been affected much.

Because the troll tribe showed signs of moving south, Suren also sent all the scouts to investigate, even the drow elf Ayton was also sent out, as a drow elf who is proficient in assassination detection, Ayton can be said to be the strongest scout in Zhenbei Fort.

About half of the army in Zhenbei Fort was arranged by Suren to escort the caravan, and the number of troops in the territory was not large now. Su Lun did not recruit ordinary serfs or homeless people into the army on a large scale, and those farmers who could not even hold a spear could go to the battlefield as a military merit for others.

Ayton's figure flew by, and although it had snowed heavily yesterday, the snow on the wasteland was only a thin layer, and the withered yellow weeds were half a man's height, which was easy for a wanderer to hide.

He was not unfamiliar with the environment here, after all, he had taken them to touch all the surroundings in order to train those scouts during this time, but even so, Ayton was not careless.

There are also wanderers among the trolls, who can track their targets through footprints, scents, and broken branches and trees, and face these opponents with the slightest mistake and overturn.

"Squeak!"

Ayton tapped his toes on a large tree, and then slowly landed on the ground, because the trees were thick, and there was not much snow in the woods, but there was a thick layer of fallen leaves on the ground. It creaks when you step on it.

There were a lot of messy footprints on the ground, although those people were disguised when they left, but in the eyes of the master, they were still like torches in the night, clearly visible, Ayton reached out to wipe off those messy leaves, and a trace appeared in front of him.

Following the trail, Ayton found a few gray hairs on some blades of grass.

Gnolls!

The tribe of trolls does have gnolls, there are only a limited number of trolls, they will enslave other races to serve them, and it is likely that this tribe of trolls also enslaves a large number of gnolls as cannon fodder.

After discovering the traces, Ayton's eyes flashed with a cold light, and a cruel expression appeared on his face, even if it was the drow elves who believed in the dark maiden, their cruel and ruthless genes were still engraved in their bones.

Battles between scouts are very dangerous, and victory and defeat are often only split second.

The most common are skirmishes or stealth battles, where even a great knight can capsize in the gutter, and a low-level professional who is proficient in tracking, hiding, and trapping can kill enemies far stronger than him.

Ayton followed the trails in the grass as fast as he could, as a good wanderer, his tracking skills were still very strong, the marks in front of him were only left today, and the clever wanderer could even track the traces left by a few days or even a week ago, and they could tell the height, weight, and type of enemy through these traces.

The main force of the troll tribe has not yet arrived, after all, there are still a lot of things to prepare for the dispatch of the army. But even so, the trolls can be here in three days at most. Ayton is now encountering scouts from the Troll Horde.

"Shadow hiding!"

After passing through a shadow, Ayton's form gradually melted into the shadows and then vanished. As a drow elf, his ears were very sensitive, and just now he had heard some movement in the distance.

Ayton's body was shrouded in shadows, and he approached the direction where the sound came from, which was already close to the Lotas Mountains, and soon Ayton discovered a cave hidden in the bushes.

The outside of the cave was blocked by vines, and if you didn't pay attention to it, it was impossible to find it, and it looked a little dark inside, and at this time, there was some movement in the cave, but it quickly disappeared. After a while, a tall figure came out of the cave. The figure pushed away the vines, and a gray coyote head leaked out, it was the jackal, but the corners of his mouth were visibly swollen.

The gnoll looked around, then found a hidden corner near the entrance to the cave and hid, apparently the unfortunate man had been arranged to keep vigil.