"What is he talking about?"

Seeing the old troll's mouth open and closed, a pair of fangs stirring back and forth, seemingly speaking their language, but Ares couldn't understand it, so he had to turn to Sylvanas for translation.

"He's saying he's going to duel you."

"What?"

Ares was stunned, didn't he see that the commander of the Elven Ranger present was Sylvanas? Don't duel with her, but with me?

"What? You're not going to retreat, are you? ”

Sylvanas looked at Ares with disdain. In this case, it is a man, and he will not withdraw if he is killed, although the troll in front of him looks really strong. He is almost two meters tall, with strong muscles and sharp eyes...... With a fierce look, he still looks like the leader of this group of forest trolls.

"Tell him I'll fight."

Behind him were the expectant eyes of the five elf girls, and Ares couldn't be intimidated by anything. And before the war, he promised Sylvanas that he wanted to help them defend Quel'Salas and defend this forest, and he couldn't be cowardly on his first appearance, and if he coaxed himself today, he wouldn't want to raise his head in Silvermoon City in the future.

Sylvanas translated in a high-pitched voice.

Opposite, a beastly cheer immediately rang out. They were laughing, laughing at the High Elves who had no one to save the day. At the same time, the trolls didn't pay attention to the skinny human in front of them at all, and they asked for a duel just to play and play around.

Of course, Sylvanas also has her own circle, Winlessa should have run to Silvermoon City by this time, and Lotherma may not be long before she arrives, as long as Ares lasts a few rounds, maybe the patrol, there is hope. But only if Ares doesn't get maimed and killed prematurely......

Soon, the forest trolls jumped down from the trees and formed a circle, enclosing their chief and Ares in the middle.

"Ares."

As the duel was about to begin, the old trolls were moving their muscles and bones as the forest trolls behind them let out a beast-like cry. On the High Elves' side, there is no morale. Sylvanas called out to Ares from afar, a caring look, and with just one look, Ares was satisfied.

The Helmet of the Lion King glistened in the sunlight, and Ares crouched down, picking up the sand from the ground and wiping it on his hand to hold the hammer more steadily.

Both sides are ready, and the atmosphere tends to suffocate.

Immediately, the Troll King roared loudly and rushed towards Ares with an oak mallet in hand. His size and weight were so large that even the ground he had stepped on was shallowly recessed, imprinting large triangular footprints.

Through the gap in his helmet, Ares could see the green monster rushing towards him, and he was very fast.

As before, Ares clenched the large iris shield in his hand and rushed towards the other party.

The next moment, in the shouts and roars of the forest trolls, Ares and the old troll collided head-on, and the old troll swung the big mallet in his hand at the moment of crashing into the human knight, and smashed it towards Ares's body, only to feel that it was pitch black in front of him, and his body seemed to be knocked away by a huge force, soared into the air, and then fell far away......

Indeed, in the first round of charge, Ares was played like a doll by the Troll King, and his thin body could not block such a savage blow, and he was shocked to the edge of the field, and his helmet was thrown out and fell to the side.

Then, a sharp pain came from deep in the bone, and Ares found that he had difficulty even getting up.

The combat power of the king of trolls is not covered, a hammer is enough to cripple, but fortunately, it is the armor of the lion king that is put on Ares, and the lord of Dasuohan pretended to show favor and gave this armor to himself, but at this moment, he saved his life.

Seeing that the humans in front of him were vulnerable and smashed to the edge of the field, the troll leader howled triumphantly at the surrounding people, and the cry seemed to be filled with endless ridicule.

Ares didn't dare to turn her head to look at Sylvanas, she must have been disappointed in herself at the moment.

The Troll King didn't give Ares time or a chance to get up, and then launched a second round of attacks.

Although the old troll is old, the speed of the charge is still very fast, but in less than two seconds, he has already rushed in front of him, instinctively, Ares clenched the war hammer and attacked from the back. There was a crisp sound of bones and hammers clashing, and in the next second, the huge figure in front of him suddenly fell on his back to the sky, with sticky blood blisters still bubbling in his mouth.

Warhammer ...... Yes, this warhammer. Ares never imagined that his warhammer would become so light, he had tried it before leaving Silvermoon City, and although it was lighter, he never thought it would be so light when fighting.

Ares turned to look at Sylvanas and saw the smile on the Ranger Captain's lips, apparently knowing the Warhammer's secrets. The Mithril Warhammer has been enchanted by the mages of the Silvermoon Artisan Guild, making it very lightweight, especially when fighting, and is more light and flexible. That's what happened just now.

The scene was suddenly overwhelmed, and the trolls were eager to rush up and tear the human on the field apart. In their eyes, Ares was too cunning, he feigned weakness and failure, and then took advantage of their chieftain's lack of attention. Human deceit! Yes, the trolls let out a burst of backfire. However, since the duel has begun, it is an old tradition not to fight in groups.

The old troll stumbled, blood still on the corner of his mouth, and this time, his eyes became sharp, and he no longer looked down on his enemies.

They walked around the field, looking at each other.

Blood was also flowing from the corners of Ares' mouth, and the damage from that heavy blow just now was really powerful.

In the thick fog, the old troll began a new round of charge, and his speed was very fast, like a roaring beast, facing the humans in front of him, rushing forward. And Ares, too, roared and rushed out with all his might.

This time, the troll leader was very cunning, he lowered his body the moment he rushed to Ares, and the gavel was waved from the bottom up, Ares did not expect the troll leader to make this move, and in a panic he used a war hammer to resist. As a result, the power of the trolls is too strong for humans to resist. Ares was knocked into the air again, this time, the hammer was also knocked away, falling to the edge of the field, and Ares's entire arm seemed to tremble. The aftermath of that blow continued.

The troll in front of him was arrogant, staring at the human warrior with a pair of devilish black eyes. Yes, in the eyes of the old troll, this is nothing more than a human child, his age is only in his twenties, which is considered a child in the human world.

Immediately, the troll leader did not give Ares any time to breathe or adjust, and attacked Ares again.

Ares who has lost his weapon is undoubtedly like a lamb to the slaughter, and at this moment, Ares only has a large shield in his hand that can be defended.

Sylvanas' eyes were almost fixed, she had intended for Ares to stall for time, but she had no intention of putting him to death. But at the moment, it seems that Ares is in danger.

Winlessa, Lotherma, when are you coming, Sylvanas cried out in her heart.

"Ares!"

The Windranger shouted.

In the next second, Ares and the troll leader rushed to kill each other again.

Feeling the morning breeze of the forest blowing in his ears, this time, Ares made a decision that surprised everyone, he threw away the shield, making his movements more flexible and light, and at the same time, pulled out the one-handed sword at his waist, and at the moment of rushing towards the troll king, Ares lowered his head, dodging the hammer blow of the troll king, but the sword in his hand tore through the troll king's waist protection.

There was a sound of iron blades tearing flesh and skin, and the troll chief fell to the ground. His waist guard was slashed, and then, before the troll leader could get up again, Ares pressed down and clasped the old troll's back with his knee, while aiming his one-handed sword at his neck.

There was an exclamation from the scene, those forest green trolls didn't want to see their leader die, and Ares didn't plan to kill it.

"Sylvanas, tell them to exit this forest, and I will release their chieftain to them, or I will go down with a sword, and I will die together."

Pressed against the old troll, holding the troll king's head in one hand and holding his sword against the back of his neck with the other, Ares said to Sylvanas with a bloodied face. Let Sylvanas translate to the forest trolls.

The troll leader struggled to break free from the humans on his back, but the more he struggled, the more Ares' sword pierced, and the trolls on the side were terrified.