As Fang Hua said "I'll go", O'Leleia only saw him gently knock the war horse under his crotch with his heel, and then even the man and the horse flew out like an arrow from the string. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Aurelia opened her mouth wide and watched Fang Hua flying away as the men and horses became one, such a charge she had never seen before, after all, the native warriors of Azeroth had not yet been able to fight on horseback.

Afraid that Fang Hua would be in danger, Oilea quickly found a few veterans from the crowd and led them not far behind Fang Hua.

Ourea knew that this was useless, after all, if Fang Hua rushed into the troll's camp, then the few of them would not be able to do anything but look at the rest.

Coming to a small hillside, Aurelia looked at Fang Hua who rushed towards the troll camp like a bolt of lightning, and couldn't help but clench her fists nervously.

"Dismount, dismount! If you don't get off the horse, it's too late! ”

Although Ourea is not a warrior, she still has a certain understanding of the profession of warrior, and she knows that the first action of a warrior is generally to charge!

Fang Hua had always maintained a speed that was faster than the speed of the charge, but it was a uniform movement, and it was impossible to stun the enemy at all.

Once stopped, Fang Hua would most likely be besieged, and at that time, the few of them would not be able to play any role at all, and could only watch him being captured or killed!

Fang Hua's movements also attracted the attention of the trolls in the troll camp, after all, he didn't hide his thoughts of action at all, and it was a fair and honest impact along the way.

Seeing that a Terran rushed to his camp with all his might, the two trolls guarding the camp gate wanted to laugh, this Terran must be crazy.

Did he want to storm his camp alone, he didn't know that there were hundreds of thousands of elite warriors of Amani trolls in the camp behind him.

Even if a giant dragon dared to storm their camp, it would be the end of hatred, let alone a small human race.

Although his speed is fast, after all, his strength is too weak, and before he can rush through the gate, he may be killed by the two of himself.

According to the general's regulations, if there is an enemy attacking himself and others, he must warn, but if such a person comes to attack the camp of himself and others, if he and the two of them warn again, he will be scolded to death by the companions who will swarm later!

The two trolls guarding the gate of the camp decided almost at the same time that this time they didn't need to warn, and only needed the strength of the two of them to kill this incompromised human!

If they could do it again, I believe these two trolls would never make such a decision, but unfortunately this world has not had time to retrace this magic.

The two troll warriors would not have a chance to do it again, and if they knew it after death, they would definitely regret their decision!

When Fang Hua was still a few meters away from crashing into them, the two Amani Troll Warriors took out their weapons and prepared to meet this tiny enemy.

But a third of a second later, they only saw a flash of silver light, and then there was a pain in their necks, and the two of them didn't feel anything anymore!

When Fang Hua flashed past the two of them, blood spurted out from their necks like a fountain, and even Oureia, who had excellent eyesight, couldn't see how Fang Hua made a move.

Fang Hua then entered the camp of the trolls, and after the trolls in the camp had finished their day's battle, they had already begun to rest, and they were dreaming of conquering those high elves and breaking through Silvermoon City.

But one by one, their tents caught fire, and soon the flames were so strong that some of the trolls burned down entire tents.

Some of the trolls were awakened by the fire, and as soon as they ran out of the tent, a silver light flashed in front of them, and then the trolls' tall bodies fell to the ground.

The situation became more and more serious, the wind borrowed the power of the fire, and soon the fire reached an uncontrollable point, and Ourelia on the hill opened her small mouth in surprise and looked at everything in front of her.

Where can this be the consequence of one person, even if she is given a squadron of High Elves, she does not have the confidence to complete such a task!

It wasn't until she was awakened by the screams coming from inside the camp that Aurelia thought for three seconds before deciding she was going to follow up.

The High Elves behind Aurelia thought it was too dangerous and unanimously opposed Aurelia for such a risk, and it was not until Aurelia showed the majesty of the general that she agreed to her idea.

It's just that they demanded that Aurelia must bring someone inside, and if anything dangerous happens, someone can come and inform them.

Aurelia thought about it and agreed to the elves' request, but this time it was extremely dangerous to enter the troll camp, and she had to bring someone who could protect herself.

The last two High Elf thieves were chosen by Aurelia, and in an environment surrounded by enemies, only these stealthy thieves had a chance to save their lives.

With two High Elf thieves in tow, Aurelia quickly entered the troll's camp, and as soon as they entered, they were almost overwhelmed by the pungent smell of barbecue!

Luckily, they were all tried and tested warriors, and they had some resistance to the smells, and after getting used to it for a while, Ourelia ran over with someone to the sound of killing.

They didn't expect Fang Hua's impact speed to be so fast, they only came in less than half an hour later than Fang Hua, but Fang Hua seemed to have already entered the depths of the troll camp.

Along the way, Aurelia and the others didn't find a single living troll, according to the ratio of five trolls in a camp, they calculated in their hearts that Fang Hua had killed at least a few thousand trolls so far.

Of course, most of this is due to the fire, but if it were replaced by them, unless they could have a large team of fire mages cast spells without scruples, they would not want to cause such a result at all.

Soon Aurea and the others followed the shouts to the depths of the troll camp, and the trolls here finally reacted and organized a certain resistance.

However, their resistance was still extremely futile, for they could not inflict any damage on the enemy, but could only delay the Grim Reaper a little.

As long as they saw the silver light flashing in front of their eyes, then the scythe of the god of death must have harvested their lives, and no matter how many of them gathered together, it was useless.

The trolls' fighting spirit is slowly dissolving, and they can only hope for their general, after all, their enemies are too perverted!

Finally, the Amani trolls came to their savior, and the troll general Gayale, who was guarding the rear army, arrived at the place, and as soon as he arrived, he was taken aback by the sight before him.

Miserable!

It's miserable!

His trolls are dead now, and with almost every fallen troll wounded in the neck, Gayale now knows what it means to bleed!

"Who attacked my camp and gave me death!"

Gayale let out a loud shout and slew at the only enemy he could see!