"I guess it's because of the smell of blood, these guys have very smart noses. ”

Lex is also a well-informed person, and immediately analyzes the reason for the troll's coming.

"That's right, these guys are very difficult, not only have rough skin and thick flesh, but also the tiger and tiger who wields a big stick in one hand, all of them have the strength of at least a fourth-level warrior, and the skin without any protection is like a fifth-level fighting spirit, I have fought with these guys once at the border before, and many brothers have died at their hands. ”

Thinking of the strength of those trolls, Colin still has some lingering palpitations, and he doesn't know how those dwarves of the goblins defeated these behemoths, which is really admirable.

"Captain, what should we do now? These trolls are probably going to run for the enemy army behind us, shall we just retreat?" Lex asked as he looked at Colin who was complaining about the trolls.

"It is estimated that the miscellaneous soldiers who escaped are all finished, I am afraid that all of them will become the trolls' meals, just see what kind of countermeasures the enemy army behind will have, let's not rush to retreat for the time being, let's take a look for the time being, there are good things on the trolls." ”

As soon as the trolls came, Colin didn't rush to run, he decided to stay and see.

Anyway, the main mission has been carried out, and there are enemy troops to help you deal with the attack of the trolls, so what's the harm of being a fisherman yourself?

The trolls will prioritize the enemies who pose a greater threat to them, and compared to the twenty men of Colin, compared to the first wave of pursuers who scattered and fled, there are obviously a large number of them, and the second wave of pursuers led by Vincent Aldrich in a dense arrangement attracts the attention of these trolls.

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"Stop!" Vincent waved for the team to stop.

He saw the hellish sight in front of him, littered with scraps of flesh and scattered limbs and organs, where Hardmond leaned against a large tree, and although his head was gone, Vincent recognized his armor, even if it had become a hornet's nest.

Vincent felt a little unbearable in his heart, after all, he had known Hardmond for a short time, and at this moment, seeing his old friend become like this, he couldn't help but sigh a little in his heart, and it was inevitable that some rabbits and foxes would hurt their emotions.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, an explosion sounded, and four soldiers who were patrolling were killed on the spot, and the charred corpses were broken into several pieces, and it was impossible to distinguish who was who.

More than a dozen people were stabbed nearby, and in this wilderness, they could basically be sentenced to death.

"Damn, it's that elite enemy army again! Pay attention to my feet! Where there is loose soil, or other abnormal conditions, please pay attention!"

Vincent yelled.

In the past few days of confrontation with the Thunderburg army, the rebels have gradually learned to be smarter, and they have learned some traps that the Rayburg army makes good use of, such as the "explosion array" that is buried in the ground, which has brought great inconvenience to the rebels' actions, and at the same time made these rebels have a heart.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

A series of earth-shaking footsteps came from the southeast, and Vincent couldn't help but be vigilant.

But he saw that five huge figures were appearing from there, and Vincent recognized it, it was the legendary jungle troll.

"Made! It's a troll! all spread out and fight in a team of twenty!"

Seeing that those trolls were running towards him, Vincent hurriedly ordered, and the well-trained army quickly dispersed, forming twenty-four squads, which could be effectively fought against these monsters to a certain extent.

Five huge trolls pounced on them with all their might, their bone clubs raised, ready to fall, and inflict a terrible price on the humans in front of them.

"Throw the axe!"

Vincent pulled out the axe from his waist and aimed at the troll's one-eyed man at the front, and the movements of the people around him were the same as him, all of them pulled out the axe of the small one from his waist and aimed at their respective targets.

"Throw!"

When the trolls were still thirty meters away, Vincent threw the axe in his hand, looked at the one-eyed troll in the leader, and threw the axe, and the soldiers next to him followed closely behind, throwing the flying axe in their hands.

Dense axes swirled and swirled towards the trolls.

"Whew!"

Vincent's axe hit the first troll's one-eyed, blood splattered, and the troll screamed in pain, as for the other axes, although hitting the troll's body would hurt him, but it didn't hurt much.

The blinded troll raised his two-meter-long bone stick and slashed it at the soldiers next to Vincent.

Vincent was so shocked that he had no time to dodge, so he could only raise his axe and run his fighting spirit to defend against the troll's bone club attack with difficulty.

The bone stick and the axe came into contact, and Vincent was directly swept out of the way, after all, the difference in strength between the two sides is here, and it is normal to fight like this.

Vincent was not the only one who was swept away, but the twenty or thirty people next to him were also half swept away, falling to the ground and vomiting blood.

Vincent looked back, and the rest of the squad was in a similar situation, with a small half of them knocked down by a wave of five trolls.

These people are also considered the elite of the rebels, even if they are pressed and beaten, they do not collapse, but stand up again and join the battle.

Of course, although the human side is miserable, a few trolls are not having a good time, the troll who was blinded at the beginning has more than a dozen axes in his body at the moment, and his eyes are bleeding, and he has lost too much blood and fainted, and the other trolls have a lot of physical exertion, panting and waving bone sticks, and there are many wounds on his body.

Lying on the ground and taking a few breaths, Vincent got back to his feet and attacked the next troll.

At this time, there are only more than two hundred people left who can stand up in the shield axemen, and everyone's physical strength is still not small, and there are four trolls on the opposite side, and the situation is still not very reasonable.

Trolls are so difficult to get an axe into their skin, and even if they do, it will only hurt them, and there is no big problem.

Their only weakness is probably the one-eyed, but since the first troll fell because he forgot to protect his eyes, these trolls have all learned to be smart, covering their eyes with their left hand and observing the outside through their fingers.

In his right hand, he held a bone club, constantly waving it, and every time it fell, it would take at least one life.

"These guys are simply invulnerable! How can this be dealt with!" Vincent thought anxiously when he saw that the battle situation was not in his favor.

After all, he only knew that there was such a breed of jungle trolls in the world, but he had never seen them, and he had no experience in fighting trolls.

All he knew was that his eyes were one of their weaknesses, but when the trolls covered them, he was gone.

"Forget it, accept your fate. When I left the barracks, I should have seen the opportunity to run. ”

Vincent was so tired that he couldn't do it anymore, and the replenishment of his fighting spirit was far from keeping up with the consumption, and he was completely killed at this moment.

The trolls also recognized the enemy who had killed their brother, and when they saw that he had given up his resistance, they swung their bone clubs and slashed them over.