Locke slowly pulled out the Destroyer of Worlds, the greatsword echoing in the air with a powerful echo, but it didn't shake the trolls of the desert.

The Desert Trolls are one of the four branches of the Troll family, but in comparison, the Desert Trolls are arguably the weakest of the trolls, and the reason why they are not eliminated by the surrounding enemies is because they are located in the desert of Kalimdor.

As a result, they don't pose a threat at all.

Yellow-skinned desert trolls love to domesticate desert monitor lizards, and their witchcraft is ridiculously weak under Dalaran's magic.

At this moment, in the yellow sand in front of Locke, there was a small desert scout guard, numbering about a dozen, two desert monitor lizards, holding bows and arrows and spears in their hands.

Locke snapped his fingers, and the ghoul was already lurking in the sand, just waiting for one of Locke's orders.

Locke was already experienced in a hundred battles, and this level of combat was just a warm-up at best.

The Nightmare Warhorse let out a pleasant scream, and then slammed into the desert trolls not far away, Locke swung his weapon quickly, opening his bow and arrows and throwing spears, only to hear a crackling sound.

Numerous throwing spears and arrows landed at Locke's side.

The ghoul leaped out of the sand, bypassing the desert troll's field of vision and slamming into the desert troll's body from behind. A desert troll let out an earth-shattering roar, and he was crushed to the ground by the ghoul and died.

"It's Necrons!!"

The desert trolls let out a cry of surprise, and in a panic, they drew their weapons and prepared to attack the ghouls who rushed into the crowd. But soon they find out that everything is late.

Locke had already harnessed the Nightmare Warhorse into the crowd of desert trolls, and he pulled out the Destroyer of Worlds, the greatsword pulsing with the energy of the shadows, causing a storm of blood among the trolls.

"Uhhhhh

Mega Man took advantage of his horse's momentum and slashed a desert troll into the air with a single sword, only to see a string of scarlet blood staining the yellow sand, and he trembled and wriggled in the desert, and soon lost signs of life.

Kill with a single sword.

With a single sword, Locke directly slashed an elite entry-level desert troll, shocking many desert trolls to an incomparable level.

And that's not the end of it, as the ghouls jumped up and threw another desert troll to the ground, the desert trolls quickly reacted and began to attack Locke and the ghoul.

Locke took a deep breath and saw a shallow layer of ice emerge on Locke's black armor, blocking most of the desert troll's attacks. Locke's whole person seems to have become the embodiment of killing.

In front of him, blood splattered, mixed with the screams of desert trolls. Locke's combat power is not weak, in the experience of two lives, Locke's sword skills are not only the sword skills of the former master-level pinnacle, not to mention his mastery of shadow energy.

As a result, these desert trolls are like lambs to the slaughter in front of Locke.

"Zulfarak...... Is it already decaying like this, no wonder it was crushed by Dalaran. ”

Locke said in a low voice, slicing open the desert troll's chest with a single sword, sending the death coil into the desert troll's chest, and Locke jumped off the nightmare horse. He is not good at horse fighting, and if he is on the ground, he can deal damage to desert trolls.

At this moment, the desert trolls are Locke's enemies.

So the screams came and went.

A desert troll who tried to flee was pulled down in front of him by Locke with the grip of death, and then cut it in two with a sword, and in the shower of blood, Locke was surprised to find that the desert trolls who had been many desert trolls just now had turned into a series of corpses around him.

The ghoul searched for the desert troll who had not died, and bit the throat of a desert troll that had not yet died, and the hot blood spilled on the ghoul's face, and it squeaked excitedly.

"The outer detective team of the desert trolls, has it all been wiped out?"

Locke glanced at the rising experience bar, then looked around at the corpses around him, and said slowly.

At this moment, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the yellow sand not far away.

It was Dalaran's cavalry.

The desert trolls didn't leave a lot of loot behind.

They were nothing more than small ornaments, and some tabula rasa weapons, which the trolls treasured with their valuable goblins at all. Locke did a simple calculation, and the loot was about five gold coins. Basically annihilating a troll scout team is just that.

By the end of the battle, Locke had earned a total of 5,100 XP.

"You're finally here, and now you're going to follow me to the depths of the desert trolls?" Locke asked, knowing that these knights, eager for honor, would not choose to travel with the mage, but would choose to go with him.

For he was so eager to win, as all knights were.

The many knights hesitated for a while, these five knights, you look at me, I look at you, obviously moved by Locke's words, one of the older knights walked out of the crowd and said to Locke: "Of course, Lord Duke, we have heard your name before, and now we are willing to go to battle with you." ”

A smile appeared on Locke's lips as he looked at Zulfarak in the sand. He had seen in the records the good things in the capital of the desert trolls, how could it be given to Dalaran.

There was a faint commotion in the yellow sand behind them, it was the wizards of Dalaran who were fighting with the active wind elementals, and those wind elements simply could not withstand the army of Dalaran for long, and they would soon be defeated.

But it also gave Locke precious time, at least for half an hour's army to be unable to advance.

The twilight sun shone softly on the desert, and it was obviously late at night.

The Desert Troll's complex had appeared in Locke's retina, and at this moment they had penetrated deep into the Thanaris Desert, and every now and then there was a burst of desert troll drums and the hissing roar of desert monitor lizards.

Locke rode on the back of the Nightmare Warhorse, taking a closer look at the desert trolls' buildings not far away, most of them made of wood, and a few of them made of stone.

"I think we're on the periphery of Zulfarak now." Locke pointed at the watchtower not far away with his black-edged heavy sword, then looked at the five knights behind him, and said in a deep voice: "The time has come to make a contribution, but I need you all to obey my commands" (to be continued). )