Chapter 58: The Sorcering Skull (I)

Since entering the Troll Territory, the weather has become more and more gloomy, and if it rains, the Ranger's bowstring and the torque shaft of the throwing cart will be softened by the damp, and the tension will be greatly reduced.

Wen Resa has three bowstrings on reserve, but one was worn out yesterday and now only has two on reserve, "If it rains...... she was a little annoyed by her inexperience, "at least five bowstrings." ”

"Sister Wenresa, have you found anything? I only have a few pieces of metal and a few carcasses of the beast here. ”

"I don't have anything, the trolls don't store any food." Wen Resa responded to her comrades: "Brother Sandeon, should we look for it again?" With such a large settlement, it is impossible to live without food. ”

Far travelers are commensurate with brothers and sisters. They were looking for food, not because the troops were short of food, but because Shane suggested that they should see how much food the trolls had in reserve to determine how they would respond to the elven attack.

Wen Resa didn't know how to judge, but whatever Shane said, she felt right. The thought that her sister must have understood Shane's train of thought made her sullen.

With a "snap", she kicked off a sleepy piece of firewood and grass, and a green shadow in front of her quickly rushed into the distance.

"And the living trolls" she racked her bow and arrow, aiming at the green figure, and the next moment she hesitated, it was a troll cub. After aiming for a while, she put down her bow and arrows.

"Sister Wenressa"

"Brother Sandeon, I~~~~"

"No, you're doing a good job, and you have to remember that we are the shield and sword of Quel'Sellas, not the butchers. War turns man into a beast, and you must hold fast to your will and not let it take away all your good qualities. ”

Listening to the captain's words, Wen Leisha's shoulders relaxed a lot, she didn't have to choose between duty and conscience.

The team returned to camp,

"Wen Resa go report it"

The captain and teammates smiled kindly, and she thanked her as she walked to the commander's tent. Her teammates know that she likes Shane, and she is not afraid of others knowing, but wants everyone in the world to know her feelings.

Walking to the entrance of the tent, he heard Sean talking inside.

"When we destroy the living environment of the beasts, the trolls don't have many options, but to go to war or slowly perish. Remember when I talked about the disadvantages and advantages of fishing and hunting peoples? ”

"Of course I remember, you also said that every nation will not sit back and wait for perdition, but will inevitably fight back, so regularly destroy their settlements, weaken their strength, make their counterattack more and more powerless, and finally slowly die out."

Could it be that while drinking tea, Wen Lei hurriedly coughed: "Far Traveler Scout Team, Wen Lei Sha reports." ”

"Come in"

'There are no sisters in the army, only class,' both Winresa and Sylvanas proudly said something similar to Shane. If you rank the pride that Shane has seen, the Windranger sisters are undoubtedly in the clouds.

"Did you find anything?"

"Your Excellency, my comrades and I have not found anything in particular, the trolls in the settlement have only hunted a few beasts, and they have no food reserves." Wen Resa found that she had a wrong idea, there was only one map on the table in the tent, and her sister and Shane were discussing the map, blaming themselves for their little jealousy.

"It's hard work, you go down and rest." How could Sylvanas not know what her sister was thinking, but now was her time.

"Yes" Wen Resa should arrive, but she was looking at Shane, and only the person in the army could see when she was reporting. Shane's appearance is only average, but his eyes are not as casual as other elves, and he often shows a sense of concentration, which can distinguish him from ordinary elves at a glance. Wenresa likes to see how he is focused on something, and she doesn't hesitate to spend the whole day with him.

"Stay and dine together?" Shane said.

"Objection, you spoil her too much" Sylvanas slapped her hands on the table in anger, stood up and shouted: "Wen Resa scout, don't stand down yet." ”

"Thank you very much Chief Shane, but my status does not allow me to enjoy different treatment from my comrades, so I will take my leave."

Their pride comes from honor and responsibility, and Shane once again appreciates the style of the Windranger. He consulted with Sylvanas late before returning to his tent.

The dark clouds of the Troll Lands, none of them had dispersed for days, and they tumbled with an ominous aura of sorcery, and the closer they got to Zuaman, the clearer they felt, reminding Shane of Marakas's super-massive fog spell. It will cause some problems for the army, but his hole cards are not small and can be turned over in any situation.

Two of the four troll altars he had marked had been swept away, with no sign of a god-calling ritual.

"Only at the other two altars, but not again?"

When he thinks of Zuaman, Shane is impressed: it is located in the north of Lordaeron, but the city is surrounded by tropical jungle. The Arcanist's manuscript at the time of the Troll Wars also records that an ancient troll city with a super-large tropical climate barrier and a space-locked barrier.

"Zuaman, cross-border calling is unlikely." After thinking for a while, he started to write down today's war log.

"We found a large settlement this morning, Sylvanas commanded the slingers to knock through the defenses, and the Red Sun Guards cleared the way, and swept away the troll camp with great ease. I didn't make a move the whole time, and the spell support was handed over to Solan Lian, and after a few skirmishes, her spell casting became smoother and smoother, and her spirit became thicker, and it was only a matter of time before she became the Five Rings. However, five times in a row, we found trolls in large settlements with little food left, and our strategy was successful, but the trolls will be able to see it in a few days. I consulted with Sylvanas to spare the small settlements and only attack the large ones, speeding up the pace of the attack. It turned out that she had the idea too, and we hit it off. ”

Closing the note, Shane spread his hands and practiced his spell-casting skills, his magic power penetrated the newly carved runes in his mind, and in an instant, the flame explosion spells ignited one by one on the top of his head. Then the hands immediately fit and dissolve the magic. At the same time, it maintains seven extreme flame explosion techniques, and the spirit is as hot as being grilled. It does not affect stability for a maximum of three seconds, but it does not take a second to launch a real combat launch.

Exercising back and forth like this ten times, his spirit was a little dry, and Sean lay down to meditate and rest.

As the army continues to walk the Troll Lands, it turns out that Shane and Sylvanas are right: the less food there is, the faster they will fight back.

As the scout fired the arrow, Sylvanas stepped onto Shane's puppet, "This is the highest, the best place to command." ”

"I'll count, ah~~~ There are six or seven thousand people, and there are only two thousand soldiers. Actually put up a dignified formation, wanting to consume us with cannon fodder, create close time for the soldiers, and use chaotic battles to win? ”

"There aren't any high-level spellcasters either," Shane added.

Sylvanas narrowed her eyes, carefully watching the troll configuration, and said to Shane, "How do you deal with them?" ”

"Listen to you"

Several orders were given quickly, half of the rangers dismounted to form a firing formation, ten throwing carts were arranged on the two wings, and Shane's Red Sun Guard was placed behind on the left side.

"Fight in a formation?" Shane asked.

"Yes, but it's not right, see if the trolls are fooled."

After less than half an hour of confrontation, the trolls moved, they had no tactics, and they rushed in a swarm, trying to win by numbers.