In addition to several magic items found in the camp, three stone slabs were found on the altar. A long blood sacrifice, the blood has seeped into the stone slab, which is engraved with solidified dark red text.

No other slabs were found on the altar, and Shane called Haduron to "have them look for the same slabs." ”

"Yes"

The slate is old, and although it is not recognizable, the exquisite hieroglyphs contain wisdom at a glance.

Haduron found no other slates, and Shane nodded, carefully placing the three slabs into his magic pocket.

Flames, black smoke, and the troll camp were burned along with their corpses. Shane's forces were northwest of Zuaman, advancing in the center as planned, drawing the arc of the first quarter moon on the map.

The distribution of trolls began to intensify, and before the troops set up camp in the middle of the night, they breached another troll camp. There was also a boiling voodoo cauldron inside, and two pieces were found on the slate.

The three sacrifices who died were absorbed by Shane's energy, and the memories obtained this time were dragon eagles. More and more combinations of memories, judging by the information, Dulles the Dragon Eagle was imprisoned in a pyramid, so weak that it was difficult to even breathe.

Shane was now close to Zuaman, and could see the distant horizon, and the hexology formed a swirling cloud beneath that was Zuaman, the refuge of the trolls.

The moon shines brightly, and the wilderness gains a little tranquility. Instead of camping in a troll camp, they set up camp ten kilometers away. Ten puppets surround the perimeter, and chocobos are on the second floor. Some rangers lay down to rest by the fire, while others had to sleep with their chocobos, with their wings on their bodies, and it was very warm.

Yan Ying had to fight a painful march and a terrible camp for several days, and his eyes were swollen, his headache was swollen, and fortunately his tongue was not knotted, and he rested early.

Sean hadn't slept after finishing the evening repair, and the three sets of magic balls on his head rotated, illuminating a distance of several meters, and he wrote down a journal on paper with a pen, which he would do every day after crossing the blockade line.

"On the third day of crossing the blockade, the first battle of the rangers made me more satisfied, we destroyed two troll camps and killed seven sacrifices, I don't know if the proportion of troll casters is abnormal, first record it and leave it to the masters to judge. I'm worried about another team. The entire Troll Land is shrouded in stench magic, and we enter it as conspicuous as the White Lady in the night sky. The high-level spellcasters of trolls can find us through hex changes. But we only encounter trolls with passive defense, so where does their power go? It's very likely that she's going to attack Sylvanas, do the trolls think she's a threat above me? …… I've found a few troll tablets that don't have any magical aura on them, but they're worth my attention as long as they can carry knowledge. ”

After writing, he put down the pen and did not make any movement, and the magic balls on his head flew into the sky one by one. Walking around the perimeter of the camp, they met several groups of Night Rangers, who saluted to the sidelines and waited for Shane to pass before continuing their patrol. There was no slack on the outskirts of the camp, and he returned to the puppet Tygo's back, released thermostats, wind blocking, and went to sleep.

When the camp awoke at dawn, the rangers buried the campfires, ate their rations, and set out on their march. The direction remains the same, and proceeds towards the meeting point. The closer you get to Zuaman, the more fertile the land becomes, and the black dirt drains the oil, but there are hardly any plants to be seen on it, and the maggots are frightened when the mud is dug up.

Shane gathered some dirt and put it in an alchemy bottle, the smell of rot washed his nose, and he quickly covered it.

"Firehawk, do you say this land is disgusted with trolls, or is it sheltering trolls" There are only two spellcasters on the team, and Shane asked Hawkins-Firehawk.

"I don't know, I think I'd leave it to someone who likes to study."

"Ask the wrong person, Yan Ying is not a mage who likes to use his brain."

Shane looked ahead from the golem, the hills undulating like waves, and the road between them. Maps of hundreds of years, many landscapes have changed, but this hilly area has not changed, it is easy to identify the road, and the meeting point is on the other side of the hilly area.

In the distance, tweet~~~~ The ranger's arrows flew into the sky, and then three more arrows flew out.

"Encounter the enemy~~~" Hadurun-Mingyi yelled, "Bow and arrow wind, don't blink, the enemy will come soon." ”

The ranger in charge of the reconnaissance ran back into the formation and shouted that the number of enemies was three hundred. After a while, trolls circled out from behind the hills, and they slowly advanced towards Shane's side, some distance away, into the detection range of the Eye of Truth.

"Three hundred and twenty-one, fifty warriors, one spellcaster, and the rest of the civilians."

The enemy is not strong, the caster is suppressed by Shane's two spells, the puppet runs over to break through the formation, and the lightly armed ranger follows the harvester. The battle ended as soon as it began, and it was quite unfinished.

Entering the hills, he had not gone far and encountered a second attack, which was also carried away by a wave. The third time also came quickly, and the defeat continued, and the troll attacked for the fourth time before dark, and there was no caster at all.

"Are the trolls trying to drain our stamina? Or is it holding us back? Shane leaned towards the latter.

At night, Shane took his troops to a water source and set up camp. To prevent the trolls from attacking at night, he left several alarm enchantments around him. The quest seems to be starting to get difficult, but the morale of the subordinates is quite high, the ears of the trolls, the heads of the spellcasters, and the ability to exchange them for a lot of gold coins in Quettalin, or to increase the Ranger feats.

Before falling asleep, Haduron was approached by Mingyi, who had the same judgment as Shane.

"Your Excellency Sylvanas may be in trouble."

"How do you judge?" asked Shane

"I think, the trolls we met are too weak, it's not far from Zuaman, where the hell have the trolls gone? It's worth thinking about. And Lord Sylvanas hadn't been urged many times to overtake the Dawnblade, and perhaps she would have been a little impatient. Go too fast and become the primary target of trolls. ”

The two discussed that the next day they would speed up their march and give up harvesting the troll ears, and only need to defeat them.

The meeting point is less than a day and a half away. Small-scale interceptions are becoming more frequent, encountering six waves in a day, and trolls are using civilians to slow down.

On the sixth day, according to the plan, Shane will arrive at the rendezvous point by noon. At this moment, he was so close to Zu Aman that remnants of witchcraft could be seen everywhere.

"Who's up ahead?" Rounding the last hill, a few chocobos ran on the horizon, dressed as Sylvanas's rangers.

"I am Margalon of the Light of Dawn, Lord Shane, we are surrounded, please go and save your brothers and sisters." He shouted loudly outside the Red Sun Guard formation.

"Lead the way, we're going for it," Haduron immediately responded.

The troops picked up speed again, and on the way they were met by the retreating rangers, who were dejected and had no will to fight. Shane watched them from the puppet, the weapons and armor were still there, the flag was not lost, and it was withdrawn under cover.

"And the elves who have the strength to escape, will you abandon your commander? Where else can you go if you run away here? Enjoy the minimum ration in Silvermoon City? Hugged the elf he didn't know and bragged about how heroic he was today. Or hide in Yangfan Harbor to be with seaweed? Even if you are still ashamed, join me in rescuing your commander. ”

After saying that, the team continued to move forward, and the retreating rangers, automatically following behind Shane, unfurled their banners. Rangers kept joining along the way, and by the time they saw the battlefield, there were already more than two hundred of them.

Sylvanas was still fighting, too close enough to wield a bow and arrow, so she wielded her twin blades. There was no place to stand, she stood on the corpse, there was no room to move, and she fought her way out. The trolls retreated, dozens of javelins fired, her feet did not move as if rooted, her upper body dodged at high speed, bringing out several afterimages, and the trolls could not hurt her in the slightest. The enemy kept falling to the ground, and the corpses piled up at her feet, and she stood on the hill to stand out from the crowd.

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