A whole 10,000 goblins who drank the blood of demons!

This is Gar's gift to the Waterdeep coalition forces!

When the last one was also killed, the battlefield was densely packed with corpses, including countless red-skinned goblins and a large number of human soldiers, far more tragic than the nobles of the Lords Alliance could have imagined.

They couldn't believe that the goblins, who had always been regarded as pests and cannon fodder, were so ferocious that they killed more than 5,000 of their own people, and countless people were injured.

But that's not the scariest thing!

The most terrifying thing is that the goblins who were supposed to be cowardly, cowardly, and turned around and ran away when they found that the situation was not good, were wiped out, and none of them retreated or fled.

Abnormal!

It's so abnormal!

General Rams didn't bother to pay attention to the priests who were busy treating the wounded, and said to the Lord of Waterdeep with a magic mask beside him, "Your Excellency! I think we'd better start retreating now! Luskan must have invented some kind of magic potion or magic that made these goblins so crazy. If even goblins can inflict such terrible casualties on us, then how terrible should monsters such as goblins, bear goblins, orcs, orcs, gnolls, ogres, giants, and other monsters be?"

"No! We can't retreat! We can't afford to lose! Don't forget, it's not just us who are participating in this war, but also the many nobles of the Lords' Alliance. What would happen if they felt that Waterdeep was powerless to resist Luskan's expansion?" the lord asked in a low voice through gritted teeth.

As he said this, he did not forget to turn around and glance at his allies who had a look of horror in their eyes.

It is important to know that the Union of Lords, as its name suggests, is designed to unite the rulers of various towns and villages in the surrounding areas of the Northlands, saving them from fighting to the death for the slightest dispute and profit, making the people's livelihood miserable, and affecting the prosperity of commerce and trade.

Since it is a loose alliance, it means that most of the small towns and villages are grass, and they all rely on the big brother of Waterdeep to support the field.

Once Big Brother falls, or shows that he can't suppress all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods, then it's not a shame to turn his back and surrender.

This lord could not imagine that if the alliance of lords collapsed and about half of them defected to Luskan, it would cause a terrible shock to the political situation in the Northlands.

"Damn! now is not the time to talk about politics!Your Excellency, please look at the monsters on the other side with obviously abnormal skin colors! They will rush over and kill every single one of us! No one but those mages will try to escape. This is the last power that Waterdeep and the Lordlords Alliance have put together!If we all die, then Luskan's appetite will probably not only swallow Neverwinter, but continue to attack Waterdeep. General Rams retorted unceremoniously.

"No! I don't agree! You're showing weakness to the enemy by doing so! We still have enough mages to inflict heavy damage on those monsters!"

"I'm really saving everyone's lives! This battle can't be fought anymore! And we have mages, don't we have enemies?"

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One of them stood from a political point of view, the other from a military point of view, and it was obvious that no one could convince anyone.

While they were arguing, a group of tall humanoid creatures in heavy armor and skin with eerie dark yellow skin appeared on the horizon.

They are ugly-looking, with sarcomas of various sizes on the surface of their skin, and their large mouths full of sharp fangs that drool out incessantly, which is simply creepy.

"Giant ...... Trolls?!!! an army of thousands of trolls!" a young officer couldn't help but exclaim.

That's right!

These ugly and stupid creatures are the trolls that terrify many adventurers in the Faeron Continent.

And by drinking the blood of demons, they have made up for the weakness of being afraid of flames, and there is only one thing that can really kill them right now, and that is strong acid.

Without any hesitation!

When the trolls were assembled, the Gar thugs waved their hands and launched a second round of attacks.

Bang, bang, bang!

With a slight tremor on the ground, more than fifteen hundred trolls began to charge towards the Waterdeep coalition forces.

In their eyes, this is not a war at all, but a pleasant hunt and meal, and the food is nothing else, it is a living human being.

"Rockets, prepare rockets, shoot, shoot freely!"

"Blazing Glue!Smear all melee weapons with Blazing Glue!Only fire and strong acid can kill trolls!"

"What about the mages? we need the help of magic now! there are too many of those trolls!"

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With panicked shouts, the soldiers suddenly became a mess.

Especially the militia who have not been trained for a long time and rigorously are almost scared by the trolls who rush at them.

You must know that their usual accusations are only to deal with small monsters such as goblins and kobolds, and even deal with orcs, half-orcs and goblins are a bit difficult.

As for trolls, they're creatures of another level entirely.

Sometimes a small group of militia may not be able to defeat a troll, and if they don't do it, they will be killed, and become the other party's reserve food for the next few days.

In just a few seconds, the weapons in the hands of the soldiers in the front row ignited with bright and hot flames.

Blazing Glue, a special alchemy item invented by the mages of the Feron Continent.

It has a gelatinous surface that ignites flames when it collides with the air, and lasts for a long time, allowing it to be applied to weapons for extra damage, making it the best choice against fire-fearing creatures.

However, the price of the Burning Glue has never been cheap, and it is estimated that the amount used by the soldiers of Waterdeep City alone will cost at least tens of thousands of gold coins.

"Human!food!eat!eat!eat!eat!"

Undaunted by the trolls in the front row, who were holding weapons coated with fiery gel, jumped up and pounced on the young men in the first row, who looked to be in their early twenties, biting him on the neck and tearing his entire throat off and chewing it.

In particular, the clicking sound made when the bones are chewed by the teeth is simply creepy for normal people.

These crazy trolls don't care if they don't get hurt if they don't water, and if they don't kill a human soldier, they will bite off a piece of their opponent and stuff it in their mouths.

Others go even further, breaking their arms or thighs and wielding them as weapons while biting them from time to time.

The blood-drenched images were a great blow to the morale of the Waterdeep coalition forces, and even the morale-boosting magic and magic of the priests and bards were not very useful.

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