Khruf's wisdom was not only in the decision-making of behavioral control, but also in the guarding of the camp.

The camp was surrounded by six squads and thirty patrol sentry posts, and hidden sentry posts were also placed in each direction, and the tightness of the defense did not look like a tribe from the forest at all.

The gnolls are very good at concealment, but they can't escape the keen eyes of the half-elf archers.

Under the cover of the night, several short, thin figures shuttled through the jungle, and the lurking gnolls lost their vital features before they could even scream.

It is worth mentioning that not all of the soldiers in charge of dealing with the dark sentinels are half-elves, and two of them are gifted humans selected by Olya, and Crescent is their instructor.

According to Allen's words, one person also teaches, and a team of people also teaches.

The selected people are very agile, and the body and skills of the Crescent Professor are not slow to learn, but this is the first time for these soldiers after all, and it is inevitable that mistakes will be made under the nervousness.

After a half-elf soldier put down the gnoll corpse in his hand, he did not control the strength of his backward steps, and stepped into the bushes.

The half-elf soldier reacted quickly, and immediately retracted his foot after realizing his mistake, but it was still a step too late.

"Boom la la ......"

The sound of trampling on the branches and leaves was not loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet night, and the patrolling gnolls were instantly alert!

Olya was the first to strike, followed by the other archers, and the Gnoll Sentry was instantly shot like a hedgehog!

But despite this, the danger signal was still released by the sentry, and the fire in the camp was stirred, and the roar of the gnolls rang out one after another.

The horn of the attack had sounded, and the bowstrings of the archers were once again raised, and a wave of fire was fired at the place where the gnolls warriors were concentrated, and screams and roars were heard from the camp.

This surprised Olya, and it seemed that the gnoll people in this tribe were quite tenacious.

Thanks to the training of the recruits, the soldiers of the Merlin family were not slow to advance through the forest, and after two rounds of arrows, Cobb, who was at the front, had already rushed into the crowd of jackals.

Ever since Cobb got his hands on two sledgehammers, he carried them everywhere he went every day, even sleeping under the covers.

Now that he finally has the opportunity to show it off, he is naturally ecstatic.

"Eat me with a hammer!"

Cobb roared and picked up the sledgehammer in his hand, smashing the nearest gnolls into pulp with a single blow!

The gnoll people are essentially a bit of a bully and afraid of the hard, and although the blood makes them crazy, they still instinctively avoid a behemoth like Cobb, and pounce on the human soldiers next to them with a stone axe.

However, they found that the humans were not as fragile as they looked, and the blades in their hands were so sharp that their breaths left several blood marks on their fur.

At this time, these gnolls suddenly recalled the words of the chief, about the horror of humans.

Under normal circumstances, Khruf is the strongest warrior in the Wild Claw tribe, and he is always the first to rush out when the camp is attacked.

But coincidentally, when the half-elf's arrow landed in the camp, he was venting his daytime anger on the female, and it was at its peak.

In the face of the safety of the tribe and the desire that was about to erupt, Hruff instinctively chose the latter, even if he was rational.

So, when the fierce surge of the female under him had passed, Khruf grabbed his axe and rushed out of the tent without even putting on his pants, ignoring even some of the long things that were rippling in front of him.

Khruf was reluctant to enter into conflict with humanity, but that didn't mean he would be afraid when war came.

On the contrary, in real combat, he was much more courageous than most bluffing gnolls, and the axe in his hand was thrown at Cobb!

Bite!

Cobb swung the hammer in his hand violently, and the flying axe was knocked to the side.

"Huh?"

To his surprise, the strength of the axe was not small, which shocked Cobb's mouth slightly, and he immediately looked at the source where the axe flew from.

When he saw the majestic jackal running towards him, Cobb's eyes lit up, and he greeted him with a hammer.

"Eat me with a hammer!"

The gnoll in front of him was not weak at first glance, so when Cobb picked up this hammer, power erupted from his waist, and it can be said that it has ten thousand powers when applied to the giant hammer!

Khruf is not a fool either, seeing such a blow smashing towards him, he naturally won't make a hard connection, and hurriedly dodges sideways!

The sledgehammer came with a ferocity, almost clinging to Hruff's body and slamming into the ground beside him, and for a moment the sand and stones shot out, hitting the long object under the gnoll leader's body painfully.

For a ferocious creature like a gnoll, the length of the body is the most important part, comparable to the glory of a knight.

If this place is attacked, then even the most sane gnolls will become berserk.

Khruf was no exception, when the long thing came from the hot pain, he immediately became furious, as if he had been blessed with bloodthirsty magic, his eyes instantly turned blood-red, and he smashed a fist on Cobb's shoulder!

Bang!

Khruf, who had fallen into madness, had increased his strength and speed, and Rao was Cobb's huge body and couldn't help but retreat again and again.

"Roar!"

The advantage of one punch made Khruf's momentum skyrocket, and the other jackals also became more imposing because of the leader's roar, and their posture of pounced on the enemy became more ferocious.

However, just after Hruff's roar, there was a scorching breath in the air, and he tilted his head slightly, and saw a huge fireball in the air in a bright red arc and fell into the crowd of jackals.

There was a "bang", and the two gnolls were knocked away by the fireball, and the air was instantly filled with the smell of burnt hair, and at the same time, the flames fell on the jackals next to them, so frightened that they immediately fell to the ground and began to roll.

"Those who dare to resist will be killed!"

Alan shouted, although it was not too loud, but it cast a shadow over the gnoll's heart.

As his voice fell, countless human soldiers poured in from all sides, the cold light of the blades flickering through the forest, and the gnolls fell in pieces.

At the same time, in addition to the terrifying fireballs, ice picks that flew like short spears appeared in the air, instantly skewering the gnolls into meat skewers.

The death of the clansman made the red of Khruf's eyes fade, and the wisdom of reason gradually prevailed.

Jackals can be warriors except for cubs and old people who are on the verge of death, but even then they can't withstand such a slaughter.

He tried to charge forward, trying to kill the leader who unleashed the fire spell, but he was smashed to the ground by a strong man with a giant hammer, and if it weren't for the power of the ancestors to protect his chest, Khruf would have been seriously injured.

However, the other gnolls were not so lucky, and the ancestors did not give them such special powers, so they could only scream and fall under the blade.

Khruf couldn't see his kind die like this, and roared angrily: "Human leader, can surrender guarantee life?!"

It's a pity that Alan didn't respond to him head-on, and once again gave an order to the soldiers,

"Rebel, kill!"