A distance of one hundred yards can be completed in seven seconds by a qualified soldier fully equipped and loaded. Five seconds is more than enough for the elite of human combat units, soldiers of soldiers---- knights.

"Holy light above, Knights charge!" Carlos let out a battle cry and rushed to the sentry first. (The author habitually typed FoRTheLIchKIng, and later found out that it was wrong, so he died and deleted it quickly.) ）

"Hey, your knights aren't kind!" Biglas rushed to the sentry fence, only to find that the other groups of knights had just started a charge, and could not help but complain.

Luckily, Carlos's group consisted of eight people, and the only three trolls that could be observed at the outpost, so Carlos and his gang did not have a comic situation of charging too quickly and being surrounded by counter-surrounding.

A thick smell of blood filled the entire sentry post, and at the campfire in the center of the camp, the troll wizard threw some powder into the flames, and the orange-red flames began to turn green. Even though he was surrounded by humans, the troll wizard didn't stop what he was doing, and the two trolls came out of the tent where the sentry guards were sleeping.

A troll had a string of human soldiers' heads around his neck, thick hemp rope passed through the two eye sockets, the bloody head with a strange and panicked expression, which made the scalp tingle, and a string of accidentally shed brain tissue directly made the accompanying priest vomit. The other troll had three white human thighs around his waist and a half-eaten human arm in his hand.

Soon, the Order completed the siege and reconnaissance of the outposts.

"Knight, Lord, there are no survivors, the enemy is only these three troll fragments." The knight who reported to Carlos had bloodshot eyes, stiff muscles on his face, and was visibly in extreme anger, but his tone was unusually flat.

"Calm down, guys, there's a troll wizard across the street, don't let anger interfere with your judgment." Biglas had seen more small human villages that had been disturbed by trolls in the Arathi Heights, and his reaction was not as fierce as the others, and he calmly reminded him.

Aside from the wizard, the remaining two trolls were visibly flustered, not expecting an enemy beyond the sentry.

(Stop casting, or the arrows will kill you.) To the single tooth. The troll language of Evil Tooth learning comes in handy.

(Invaders, believers whose Poison Lord cannot be threatened by death, Shadra will devour you!) The wizard turned his head and threatened, and the troll-speaking human caught its attention.

"Damn, surround them for now, go find bows and arrows and crossbows, I'm afraid this thing will play poison blast before it dies, we need ranged weapons." After quickly explaining to his subordinates, Carlos continued to argue with the troll wizard.

(Kill my soldiers, is the Deadwood Clan ready for an all-out war with humanity?) Carlos harshly accused.

(The war never ends, get out of the forest and catch your breath, Shadra's prey.) Troll wizards aren't good diplomats, and their seemingly threatening and intimidating words reveal a weakness of heart.

The wrath of the hesitant humans and the horror of the trolls, except for the two guys in the conversation, the only thing left in the entire sentry post was the crackling sound of burning wood. Everyone heard shouts of killing in the distance.

(Hear me, don't delay, the reinforcements you're waiting for will never come.) Carlos stabbed the tip of his sword into the ground, his hands folded on the bottom of the hilt.

(Death cannot be threatened...... The troll wizard was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

(Duel, one-on-one competition, you can kill two more before you die.) Carlostiyì.

(Stupid and arrogant human, you will pay for your frivolity.) The troll wizard has finally stopped casting, or the spell has been completed.

"I mentioned a one-on-one duel to stabilize the other side. Everyone is very good, don't look at them randomly, just stare at them. Looking at the troll wizard with his peripheral vision, did he see the skulls around his waist, it was he who covered them with his sleeves. As long as its hand is removed, shoot it. Carlos casually arranged his tactics and nodded to Biglas, "Uncle, it's up to you." ”

Biglas took off his overlay and threw it at his son, pulling out Tokaral and taking two steps forward to respond.

The legendary sword Tokalal sensed that there were trolls around him, and the sword body began to emit a faint orange light, and the blade naturally vibrated and emitted a crisp sword sound, conveying a clear will: Trolls must die!

(This voice?) It's the magic sword! That human is a dog cub of the Tolbain family! After the troll wizard finished speaking, the two troll warriors, who were still timid, cheered up as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Uncle, you seem to be famous on the troll side." Carlos understood the troll's words and couldn't help but tease Biglas.

"Tokaral, meaning Troll Slayer, has been killed by trolls under the sword for hundreds of years in no less than five figures." Biglas, who is serious, is like a different person, giving people a look of "Ah, what a good man!" Such a feeling. (Viewers who don't understand can spend their own time with Abe Takawa.) ）

The first troll to fight wields two skinning knives, one each with a forehand and a backhand. There is a saying that one inch is long and one inch is strong, one inch short and one inch is dangerous, and troll warriors have heard of "troll killers" since childhood. Tokaral", knowing the power of the sword, it is waiting for an opportunity to exchange life for life.

Biglas then put back on the visor he had retrieved from his son Danas, and rushed up to knock the troll to the ground with four moves, slicing the troll in half with a powerful slash.

The second troll warrior untied the human thigh from his waist and threw it into the fire, and the smell of flesh mixed with the smell of burnt meat succeeded in angering all the humans present. He drew his spear, went to the tent and picked up a shield, and when he had secured it, he struck the shield twice with his spear to signal that he was ready.

Biglas took off his overlay for the second time and gave it to his son. Although the helmet can play a good role in protection, but in the one-on-one competition, it affects the field of vision too much, for the fighting master, a blind spot in the field of vision, may be crushed by continuous attacks to the defeat, so it is true that the movie one-on-one fight generally does not wear a helmet.

(When the author Jun was a soldier, he had a deep experience, even if the anti-riot helmet stamped by polymer plastic was only a little more than three catties, it was uncomfortable to die after wearing it for two hours, not to mention that the head emitted a lot of heat energy during strenuous exercise could not be dissipated, and the eyeballs were swollen.) I also wore the kind of full-body protective clothing with fixed shoulders and no weight bearing on the head, which is the kind of full-body protective clothing that is worn when planting mines and deflecting bombs, and the head is a little more comfortable, but there is always a feeling that the two shoulders cannot be opened. ）

The fierce exchange caused both sides to start gasping for breath and adjusting their breathing. Dressed in heavy armor, Biglas dared to attack fearlessly, as long as he defended a few weak joints between his head and armor, but his body cost was huge; Trolls armed with shields and spears are on the defensive in battle and have several cuts in their bodies, but their racial talent makes them far better suited for protracted combat than humans.

At one point, the shield was blocked, and the troll warrior heard the sound of the tin planks shattering in despair. Déjà vu fell to the ground, a different way of dying, Biglas brutally cut off the troll's limbs, and finally took its head.

To the cheers of his fellow humans, Beglas pointed at the troll wizard.

(Ignorant humans, don't you know that every Deadwood Troll is a warrior.) After the troll wizard finished saying what only Carlos could understand, he actually took out two ** twists and twisted them from his body to form a double-headed sword.

"Uncle, you can't do it, it looks like it's hard to do." Carlos asked.

"How can a man say he can't." Biglas panted as he spoke, and the one-on-one confrontation with two enemies who had sacrificed their lives in a row still made the old man in his forties feel tired. (On the battlefield, morale and teammates are the key to hand-to-hand combat, but in duels, skill and fitness are more important.) The audience, don't simply think that whoever and whoever has a hundred people on the battlefield can achieve it, and they will be tired of becoming a dog if they fight anything. It's different, with the support of teammates, a mature warrior has time to recover on the battlefield, and in a duel, the spirit is highly tense, and the competition is who has deeper roots. ）

"Uncle, I'll find a chance to turn its back on me." Carlos untied the water bladder and handed it to Biglas.

"It's not honorable." Biglas took a small sip and poured the rest on his face.

"Look at those twenty heads." Carlos didn't say much, took the water bladder and stepped back to watch the game.

In the script, as Carlos wrote, Biglas parried left and right under the onslaught of the double-headed sword, and finally found an opportunity to compete with the troll wizard. Just as Biglas was on one knee when he was exhausted, Carlos held Boniguetto. The Quencher's Sword completed its sprint, slashing the Troll Wizard with a volley jump.

"Watch out for the jars and jars, don't get them out, collect the remains, clean up the battlefield, priest, and heal Sir Beglas." Carlos finished arranging, walked over to the campfire, and took Bonigeto. The Quencher's sword is plunged into the fire.

Although Carlos has not systematically studied spell casting, he is still very sensitive to spells due to his natural magical powers, and he has learned the basics of magic very firmly.

Boniguetto. The Fire-absorbing properties of the Quenching Sword's fire-absorbing properties interfered with the spell's operation, and Carlos wiped his neck at the Peep before the spell was completely ineffective.