Bursts of golden light flashed, and the bleeding wound healed quickly, and the soldiers of Riptide Castle let out a roar, and the sword in their hands stabbed into the troll's heart without hindrance, and the troll fell with an incredible expression.

"Holy Light Priest! ~~" Serich gritted his teeth hard. If there is one profession that is most beloved by soldiers, it is that of a priest; If there is one profession that the soldiers on the battlefield hate the most, it is the priest.

A soldier loves his priest because he can save his own life, and hates him because he saves not his own but his enemies. Carl undoubtedly became the MT again, successfully holding back Serich's hatred.

"Kill him~" Serich pointed his axe at Karl, and the headhunter faithfully carried out the leader's orders, rushing towards Karl one after another.

A slash slashed the three trolls in half, but they couldn't terrify the trolls, and they roared like madness, slashing at Carl with the corpses of their companions.

Actual combat is always the real teacher, and Karl, who has fully adapted to the battlefield, has completely become a killing machine, these trolls with leather armor are easily torn apart like pieces of paper under Carl's strength and the blades of the ancient tree's natural enemies, and none of the trolls who fought with Carl are intact.

"Carl !!" Danas yelled at Karl, he knew that people who had never been on the battlefield generally had two situations, one was that they couldn't adapt to killing people at all, and then they lost the will to fight, and the other was that killing people was like releasing the demon in their hearts, and their thoughts were completely controlled by killing, and there was only one thought in their minds: to destroy all the enemies in front of them.

Karl woke up at the shouts of Danas and secretly blamed himself, it seemed that he had to be careful not to be blinded by the killing. Looking at the broken corpses of the trolls around him, he remembered that he had killed too hard like this, and how could he tempt the enemy, so he quickly retracted his strength, and gradually showed a look of physical exhaustion.

Serich had been so frightened by Carl's killing spree that he almost gave the order to retreat, but seeing that Carl's great axe had become slower and sweating profusely, it looked like his strength had been extremely exhausted.

"He's running out of stamina, sons, kill him!"

The hesitant troll hunters looked at each other, then looked at each other with a firm look in their eyes, and rushed forward again with a loud roar.

"Danas, there are too many of them." Carl fended off the troll's axe, staggered, and shouted at Danas, "We must break through!" ”

Tolcara in Danas's hands is worthy of the title of her troll killer, the seemingly old and blunt sword body has been bathed in blood, Danas looked up and observed, the soldiers of Fort Riptide have not died much under Carl's healing assistance, as long as they are not immediately dead, Carl can heal the wound.

Torcara slashed across the neck of a headhunter, a huge head rising into the sky, and Danas lifted Torcara:

"All the soldiers obeyed the order and broke through to the east."

"Kill!" The Riptide Fort soldiers shouted in unison and began to break through in the predetermined direction.

"Stop them, don't let any of them go!" Serichy shouted as he looked at Danas, who was about to break through.

Unfortunately, under the strong combat force led by Karl and Danas, the encirclement was quickly torn apart, and the Riptide Castle team began to fight and retreat.

Serich looked at the direction of the enemy's breakthrough, split his mouth, and laughed proudly, he deliberately arranged the least number of troops in this direction, he knew the strength of the elite soldiers of Riptide Castle, and he had no intention of fighting them to the death, only deliberately leaving a breakthrough opening, and then chasing them, so that he could give full play to the advantages of their trolls in the forest, and slowly eat this team of Riptide Castle elites.

And at the end of this breach he left was a small valley, and everything in front of him was moving in the expected direction, and he couldn't help but be excited.

Tolcara, today is the day you end.

Serich put away his axe: "Herald, order the troops to follow them in pursuit, remember not to chase too hard." ”

In the jungle, Danas and Karl stumble through with their soldiers.

"Will they be fooled?" Danas swung his sword and cut down the branches that stood in his way.

Karl looked at it with ignorance, and countless headhunters were jumping between the branches: "Haha, they've caught up." ”

Danas didn't doubt Carl in the slightest, his face turned excited, and his left hand clenched into a fist, "This time we must teach these damned trolls a hard lesson and give him a memory that will never be forgotten." ”

The soldiers who followed behind also knew the plan of His Royal Highness the Prince, and their excitement expelled the slight exhaustion of their bodies, and they were eager to try.

Serich watched Danas lead his troops into the valley, and finally put a stone down in his heart, although the headhunters were deliberately attacking them along the way, so that they would encounter strong resistance as soon as they changed course, Serich was still worried that his plan would be seen through, fortunately, the hairy boy with Torcara in his hand was indeed an inexperienced prince, I am afraid that he had already been frightened by his sudden attack.

Serich smirked triumphantly and raised the axe in his hand:

"Sons of the Deadwood tribe, these hateful humans have attacked our village for thousands of years, slaughtering our relatives, and now the prince of that hateful kingdom has obediently burrowed into our planned pockets, warriors, we will pay tribute to our departed relatives with his head and blood."

All the trolls cheered, and there was no better sacrifice than to kill a prince in honor of their loved ones.

Serich waved his hand, and the trolls fell silent, and he nodded slightly, pleased with his prestige, after this victory, he must show the Hinterland fellows their achievements and let them see their greatness.

"Thousands of years ago, we were the masters of this continent, but those hateful elves and humans invaded our territory and destroyed our cities, and there is a sword, it is cold and cruel, it slaughtered countless of our people, Torcara, and now, we are about to destroy it."

The trolls exclaimed, Tolcara's prestige was too great, especially for the Deadwood Trolls, the sword had been killing them for thousands of years, and the trolls had a deep fear of it.

"It is in the hands of the prince of Riptide, warriors of the clan, the time has come to restore the glory of our ancestors, and with the axe in your hands, with your blood, in the name of the ancestors, destroy the prince - destroy Torcala."

The trolls raised their weapons in unison and cheered.

"Destroy Torcara~"

"Destroy Torcara~"

"Destroy Torcara~"

"Kill them all~"

"Gnaw off their bones!"

Carl and the others, who had reached the end of the valley, were resting, and everyone knew that there was no way back, a big battle was inevitable, and it was up to their comrades whether they won or died.

The trolls' loud cheers rang through the valley, and Danas and Karl looked at each other and smiled, as if they were not surrounded by tens of thousands of trolls.

The terrain of this valley is like a gourd, the mouth of the valley is very wide, and the deeper the valley, the narrower it becomes, to the place where Carl and they are resting now, it is only a few meters wide, this is a valley that Carl specially picked, so that they can give them more time to hold on, waiting for the cavalry captain to lead a large army to counter-encircle the trolls.

The trolls, who were so stimulated by Serrich, roared and rushed into the valley, looking at Danas and the others who were blocked in the valley, Serich couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.