How to win more with less, or how to rely on four people to defeat a hundred, this question is how to answer, but he is reluctant to mix, because to solve this question itself is simply nothing to do for him, and it hurts to be idle.

After all, to do something dangerous, you have to take the corresponding risks, and if you fail, it is very likely that you will only end up in a dead end.

Dragged into the water, Izzy returned to the blood-capped troll's camp with humans, dwarves, and elves, and they discussed a rescue plan in the outer jungle farther away.

"Do you have a plan, Lothar?" asked Old Man Necinvari.

Lothar thought for a moment and said, "We must shorten the gap in numbers, first infiltrate the troll camp to rescue the captives, and then fight the enemy together, with the skills of Izzy and Ichi, it should be no problem to resist these trolls and lead people to evacuate safely." ”

Hearing this, Fenna and Necinvari showed surprised expressions, among the human nations of the Eastern Continent, Lothar is a well-known and powerful warrior, he is like a legend of the Eastern Continent, there are countless folk songs to praise him, but listening to the meaning of Lothar's words, this young orc boy named Izzy can be equal to him?

Lothar looked at the suspicious expressions of the two and laughed.

"This kid is much stronger than me, and to be honest I think he can defeat this army of trolls alone. ”

Fenna Golden Sword looked at Izzy in amazement, and Old Man Necinvari remembered the sight of Izzy turning into a flame beast, while Izzy looked at Lothar with disdain.

"That's without ensuring the safety of the hostages and allowing me to fight with all my might! Also, I oppose your plan, the success rate of your plan is too low, you can't do it at all from the first step of infiltrating the camp, the guards of the blood-topped trolls are not blind, and we are not stalkers who can enter the Shadow Realm, what do you use to sneak in?"

"Taking a step back, even if you rescue the hostages, how can you escape the blood-topped trolls who are familiar with this jungle with a group of weak captives?"

Lothar looked a little embarrassed, but he really couldn't argue with Izzy's point.

"So what do you say?"

Izzy thought for a moment, then looked at Old Man Nesinwari and Fenna Golden Sword.

"The two of you are hunters and magic swordsmen, right? I believe that the spear skills of the old man Necinwari must be very powerful, so Miss Fenna, how far can your spell casting ability reach?"

Fenna Golden Sword glared at Izzy viciously, and said fiercely: "I am a beginner mage, I can cast some spells such as ice arrows and fireballs, and I am also a magic swordsman, and I can also fight with a sword, a bow or a firearm."

Izzy nodded, and turned to look at Old Man Necinvari.

"Old man Nesinwari, do you have any extra guns?"

Old man Necinwari pulled open his trench coat and showed off his private arsenal, and the guns and ammunition he carried alone were enough to arm a five-man squad!

"Very good, my plan is that the three of us will create chaos, and the old man Lothar will take advantage of the chaos to rescue the hostages, and after he rescues the hostages, I will do my best to defeat the troll troops, so that they will not be able to pursue us, so that we can leave the Valley of Thorns smoothly. ”

"That's how it works....." Izzy recounted his plan to the group, Lothar nodding in agreement, while Nesinvari and Fenna Golden Sword were skeptical.

"Just do as Izzy says, his plan is indeed better than mine, and the probability of success is higher. ”

The dwarves and half-elves saw that Lothar was so sure and decided to take the Stormwind Warrior's word for it, though they still doubted that Izzy's plan would work as well as he said.

"Let's get started. Izzy whispered, and the crowd dispersed and began to prepare.

In the dead of night, Izzy condensed a cloud of elemental bombs to launch an attack and as a starting signal, he threw the elemental blasts under the Bloodtop Troll's makeshift watchtower, a dead tree on which several troll scouts were on guard.

With a deafening roar, the entire blood-topped troll camp was shaken, and the troll's makeshift deadwood watchtower fell.

The blood-topped trolls in the camp rushed out to find the enemy's location, and at that moment, in the darkness, sparks burst out, and the old man Necinvari fired, and his bullet accurately hit the gap in the helmet of a troll warrior, bringing out a bloody spark.

The troll warriors rushed towards the position of the old man Nesinwari, but as soon as they left, they saw another musket shooting from the other direction, and the troll warriors were a little unable to react, but the musket fire did not stop.

The sparks of muskets in the dark jungle were endless, but the sparks rarely stayed in one place, and the troll warriors even had the illusion that there were people everywhere.

The leader of the blood-topped troll army, seeing that the situation was not right, immediately divided his troops into the jungle, they were outnumbered, and the troll leader judged that the number of opponents would definitely not be very large, although this firepower seemed to be endless, but at most it was only the firepower of a five-person squad, and it was likely to be less.

The blood-topped troll overseer named Hazun was upset at the moment, and he thought to himself:

"I'm going to skin these assailants alive and make their heads into trophies. ”

The scattered troll warriors descended into the jungle, and Izzy had been waiting for a long time.

His plan was simple, the dwarves and elves would place pre-loaded guns in several locations in the jungle, and they would fire two shots and then change places, giving the trolls the illusion that they were numerous.

The leader of the blood-topped trolls will inevitably divide his forces into the jungle to search, and his warriors will face Izzy's head-on attack, and that's not all, when the troll's troops are drawn to the front, Lothar, who is ambushed on the other side of the troll camp, will be able to take advantage of the chaos to rescue the hostages.

In the end, Izzy tried his best to resolve the battle and defeat the army of the blood-topped trolls, and Izzy felt that he could not change his body without turning into an elemental unicorn, after all, the characteristics of this spell were too obvious, and Izzy did not want to provoke a war between the blood-topped trolls and the tribe.

Besides, he knew from the beginning that he couldn't wipe out this army of blood-topped trolls, as long as he could defeat them and plant fear in their hearts so that they would not dare to pursue them.

The plan was well underway, Izzy had already made a close encounter with the troll warriors who had entered the jungle, he did not use the greatsword, which could not be used in the jungle, he carried the devouring dagger in one hand and a hideous spiked mace in the other, (the spike mace was borrowed from the old dwarf's trench coat arsenal)

Too late, too soon, and Izzy leaps from the tree he's hiding, ready to send one of the nearest troll warriors to an assassination attack.

In the next instant, Izzy realized that he had underestimated the jungle combat experience of these blood-topped trolls, and the troll warrior was like an unpredictable prophet, and in an instant he spotted Izzy wearing a black mask, and the troll warrior raised his spear and waited for Izzy to fall down and put on a human string.

A chill flashed in Izzy's eyes, the troll warriors were clever in their countermeasures, but alas, they met themselves with elemental bodies.

Keeping his posture down, he ignored the troll warrior's spear and allowed it to penetrate his chest, before he stood up and attacked the terrified troll warrior.

The troll warrior looked at Izzy in disbelief, who should have been dying, and rushed up with his spear, only to see a flash of cold light, and the troll warrior suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and the world was plunged into darkness.

The troll warrior's battle was over, but Izzy's was not, and due to the uncertainty of the first troll warrior, Izzy was immediately spotted by the other three troll warriors, who surrounded him, only to find that Izzy had drawn his spear from his chest and threw it at them.

The spear was like a bolt of cold lightning, pinning the first troll warrior to the tree before he could react, and the remaining two troll warriors roared at Izzy.

Izzy raised his hand and struck a hammer, killing the first troll warrior with his weapon, and the second troll warrior raised his spear and stabbed it in the head.

Izzy raised his hand and swung it away, and the spearhead of the broad-headed spear was split in the middle by him, and the troll warrior watched as Izzy miraculously cut the head of his spear in equal halves, and lost his life before he could panic.

Izzy's face was stained with the blood of the blood-topped troll, but he didn't dislike it as usual, and the corners of Izzy's mouth curled up slightly.

He only felt very happy now, his blood boiling, an unknown force, which was infinitely magnifying the bloodthirsty desire in his heart.

It was as if a voice was echoing in his head: "Blood, death, destroy them, destroy everything! Not enough! Not enough! More more!"

Hearing the roar, the blood-topped trolls began to gather towards Izzy's location, but what they didn't know was that death awaited them there.