The green paste of herbs bubbled with disgusting bubbles, and Angela's first step in the plan was achieved, he wanted to let the gnolls know what it meant to be a soldier of all plants and trees, and a soldier of all plants and trees in the true sense of the word.

Small sharpened sticks or sharp blades of grass are soaked in venom one by one, and Angela uses these small sticks to create traps around them.

By the time the gnolls arrived by the firelight, Angela was long gone.

They began to search the surroundings when a gnoll suddenly jumped up and startled several of them.

He lifted his leg and pulled out a sharp wooden stick from his feet.

Soon, the gnolls left the place, and disappeared into the forest again following the scent.

A fragile branch was broken under his feet, and an inconspicuous twig next to it suddenly bounced over and swept in the face of the careless gnoll.

There were a few more blood marks on his face, and the jackal was angry and scolding, so don't care too much.

After tracking for a long time, they finally lost Angela's trace, and the miasma in front of them made them hesitate.

When he was in a hurry, a gnoll suddenly collapsed, and the surrounding gnolls surrounded him, and immediately panicked.

The gnoll's face became extremely hideous, and a trace of white liquid flowed from the strange centipede-like wound on his face.

He groaned, spatter, gasped violently, and fell into a coma with convulsions.

The gnolls began to try various methods, but in the end they were helpless.

They knew how to treat some snake venom simply, but this time the venom was so strange that it was not half similar to the previous snake venom.

However, at this time, a wave of unsettled waves arose.

The other gnoll also fell, and unlike the previous hapless companion who had been wounded in the face, he was conscious, though he was afraid he would rather fall into a coma.

The pain was so intense that he screamed loudly, the hair on his legs began to fall out, and disgusting pus continued to emerge from the wound.

The blood vessels were pitch black and spread upwards, taking up the entire leg and even spreading to the abdomen.

Sore, tingling, itching, and all kinds of strange sensations made him feel like his legs were being eaten by countless ants.

The gnolls were frightened, they were a little panicked.

Then, one after another, the gnolls fell.

It wasn't until the fifth gnoll that it stopped.

These gnolls are all due to some subtle wounds to cause the current situation, which makes these jackals who live in the forest all year round look at the dark forest around them, and their pupils can't help but have a trace of jealousy.

A gnolla screamed and looked at the miasma not far away, his pupils full of horror.

The rest of the gnolls turned their heads and saw a faint flame in the miasma rapidly expanding.

All sorts of panicked cries rang out, and rapidly expanding flames flew towards them like a fiery dragon.

The intense heat scorched the air, causing everything around it to begin to distort.

The two gnolls could not dodge and were contaminated by the flames, and one of them screamed and died instantly.

The other hair was carried away by the flames, and he fell to the ground with a weak groan.

Although he didn't die, he couldn't live either.

The leader of the group of gnolls made a decision, drew his knife and ended his pain, and then rolled his eyes to aim at the other poisoned gnolls.

The knife took five more lives, and a group of gnolls walked out of the forest with gloomy faces.

Although they didn't want to admit it, they were really scared and couldn't stay here any longer.

Suddenly, the group of gnolls stopped in their footsteps.

The faint sound of breaking the air came and went, and a group of gnolls were caught off guard by the sudden hail of flying stones, and their heads were immediately bleeding.

A few gnolls who walked in front and did not wear armor were the most miserable, and they were also killed on the spot because they were strong.

And hidden in the flying rocks is an even more vicious blow arrow.

Seven or eight gnolls were hit by blow arrows, and the toxins contained in them made them dizzy, and even if they couldn't die for a while, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Unlike gnolls, who prefer hand-to-hand combat, kobolds are better at long-range sneak attacks.

Those who are strong or stupid use simple pieces of cloth to make catapults, and flying stones hurt people.

More ingenious, carefully select bamboo, make blow arrows, and then configure poison to kill enemies.

"How dare you ......" The big leader of the jackals opened his eyes and looked at the shadows behind the trees, as a perennial partner and oppressive object, he knew the other party's style very well, so he quickly guessed who was doing it.

However, there was no way to guess, and now there were only 20 gnolls around him, and although they could fight well, they were exhausted.

And the other party, several times more than them, waited for work, had sufficient physical strength, and occupied a favorable terrain.

In the face of the roar of the big boss, the response was an even more violent rain of stones.

There is no way to go on like this, and now it seems that the only way to do this is to force it out, but the price is too great.

But compared to his own life, everything is not a problem.

The big boss was ruthless, showing a heart-wrenching look, then gritted his teeth, jumped up, and yelled, "Rush out with me." ”

After speaking, he covered his head and face with his hands and rushed out.

The rest of the talented men also rushed out with a roar, and they were faced with indeed hard stones and poisonous blow arrows.

It's just that it seems that the big boss is leading the charge, but in fact it is not dangerous.

The big boss wore a layer of leather armor inside, and a layer of chain armor, followed by the outside, wearing a layer of armor made of iron plates, although it was much rougher than the plate armor, but the defense was also extremely strong, and the head was put on an iron helmet, after covering the head and face, whether it was a stone or a blow arrow on the body, it was a clanging sound, and it could not break the defense at all.

And those gnolls and extremely strong gnolls are covered with a layer of chain armor, and some of them also wear an iron helmet on their heads, and their defense is almost enough.

It's just that the ordinary warriors of the jackals have fallen into bad luck, some of them wear a layer of leather armor, some of them wear nothing, and they are beaten to the point of bleeding in the face of locust-like stones.

In an instant, two gnolla warriors fell to the ground.

There were constant screams behind him, and the big boss ignored it, and rushed out with his head down.

As a result, when he broke out of the encirclement, half of the more than 20 people fell, and almost all of the rest were injured.

The big boss gritted his teeth, pulled it out and inserted it into the palm of his hand to blow the arrow, and his brain was dizzy.

Fortunately, his body was exceptionally strong, and he resisted the toxins on the blow arrows.

"Damn kobolds, sooner or later I'll have to settle accounts with you. Fang! Fang! ”

After screaming twice and hearing no answer, the big boss turned his head sharply, his angry eyes suddenly cooled, his pupils shrunk to the size of a pin's eye, and the other gnolls were silent.

Fangs was a small boss, and he rushed out with the big boss, and since he was smarter, he followed the big boss closely, and he was not too seriously injured.

And now, Fangs stood on the ground, looking dejected.

Of course, the premise is that you ignore the sharpened stick that pierces him and nails him to the tree.