Seeing that the troll's troops had been blasted open a gap, with severed limbs and corpses flying sideways, Eren immediately had the Night Elves follow him in pursuit. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The bombardment of a mine is really limited to how many people can be killed, but the morale of the trolls was suddenly crushed and fell to the freezing point. Fighting is a matter of faith and morale, neither of which exist among the trolls now, they fight bravely, that is for the enemy on the same side, and in the face of today's thunder and fire, like the means of the gods, they have completely lost the will to fight.

It's like a flood dam has been opened, and the raging water has begun to gush out, and all Alan has to do is to completely tear the hole open and make it burst completely.

“andu-falah-dor！”

"For the sake of God Allen, for the sake of Kadore, charge!"

The Night Elf warriors began to move down the gentle slope, knowing where the minefield was, they naturally avoided it carefully, and even deliberately drove the trolls in the direction of the minefield.

In this situation, the trolls have lost their organizational role as an army, and they are like a plate of scattered sand, scrambling to scatter and flee in all directions around them.

It's hard to say that their actions have any purpose, they are just driven by fear behind their backs and have to run, many of them did not belong to a tribe before, and now they are completely scattered, plus many of the original leader Zambu have died in the minefield just now, and now they can only rely on themselves. How to resist they do not know, but if they stay, they will be caught up and killed by the enemy.

The trolls drew their weapons and resisted even more when they were cornered, but more often than just trying to survive, and when they found that their stone axes, claw blades had no effect on the strange armor of their enemies, fear ate their hearts even more quickly.

"The Undead!"

And-

A mage teleported from behind, and when a ring of ice froze a group of trolls who were about to escape, he reflexively blew the wind and continued to move forward without stopping, and the Night Elves who came up behind him slashed off the heads of the immobile trolls.

Alan is now a mage whose level has been raised to level 3, so he has added some skills, and his spells are better than balance, with no particularly outstanding parts, and no obvious weaknesses, very versatile. The only fly in the ointment is that his mana pool is too shallow, and the endurance is a very serious problem, even if it has been upgraded to level 3, it still does not have as much magic as Azhara.

This makes it impossible for him to maintain the mage's high firepower throughout a campaign, and can only rely on bursts to take out the most intractable enemies.

Now, he has set his sights on the witch doctor Racasada, who is always the toughest and most threatening enemy in a team, and because of their peculiarities, they generally have no low status. In Allen's opinion, it is unrealistic to eat an army of trolls 30 times his own in one bite, but as long as the command system of the trolls is dismantled and their organization is completely disrupted, this forest can be used to gradually divide and devour the other party, and in addition, those guys in the forest, for their own safety, will not let these wandering invaders go unnoticed, right?

"Fitz, you take someone to outflank it." Allen's footsteps were far inferior to those of the other Night Elves, so he simply asked his sentries to go over and entangle them first, and in terms of footpath, all spellcasters were short-legged, and so was the other party.

"Leave it to me." Fitz picked up his bow and arrows and led 4 or 5 sentries to separate from the squad, by the way, his wife Connie was also among them, and Connie, as a female sentry, was usually used as a guard to protect Azara, but because of the lack of manpower of the Night Elves, she was sent by Essara, who was left behind to treat her injuries with divine magic.

The husband and wife, coupled with a few good players from the original Allen commando, quickly climbed up to the treetops, using branches and vines to launch a pursuit, the flowing action made Allen couldn't help but be amazed, in his opinion, even if Tarzan was there in person, it was just that.

I have to say that Allen's judgment was correct, although the trolls fell into chaos for a while because of the mines just now, and several Zambs died at once, but their core leadership team has not been eliminated, and the leader of the hunters, Dakaz, is trying to reunite the scattered trolls.

Dakaz looked at La Casada beside him, the poor fellow, his whole body trembled, if it weren't for the velociraptor carrying him, it was estimated that he would have difficulty even walking, in contrast to his once smug attitude of promising victory to everyone.

The warrior couldn't help but feel a trace of disdain in his heart, but he also understood that for the armies of other tribes, the name of the witch doctor of La Casada was much better than that of himself, the hunter, the former represented the entire empire, while the latter only represented the tribe, so he began to shrink the army of hunters he led, and retreated back in an orderly manner with La Casada.

The chaos is only temporary.

The experienced fighter thought.

Judging by the pursuit of the enemy, those purple-skinned creatures did not quickly disintegrate their power, which would be a chance for trolls. Only now, Dakaz had to admit that the devastating power wielded by the enemy was like a trench erected in front of the trolls, and until they could find a way to break it, the trolls would not be able to defeat such a terrible enemy, or even fight against it.

"Whoosh!" A sharp arrow from diagonally behind flew and aimed at Lacasada's neck.

Dakaz almost grabbed the flying arrow, which was about the same as the legendary ability to catch bullets with his bare hands, which made Fitz, who was hiding in the branch and shooting arrows, widen his eyes.

"That's an exaggeration!" Fitz watched in amazement as Dakaz demonstratively threw the arrow he had caught in two with the strength of his wrist and threw it on the ground.

But without waiting for the trolls or the Night Elves to react, the next arrow had been accurately nailed to Lacasada's chest, shooting him from the spiny dragon carrying it, and when Dakaz and the other trolls reacted and turned their heads to look, two arrows were quickly fired from the leaves and nailed to the throat and heart of the other, and it seemed that there was no need to confirm whether they were alive or dead.

The Night Elves also turned their heads and looked towards the source of the arrow, only to see Connie put down her bow and arrow, and the other Night Elves patted Fitz on the shoulder in understanding, and the latter smiled wryly.

When it comes to archery, Connie is probably the number one of the Night Elves, and she is also Vaschi's archery teacher.

"They killed the wise witch doctor."

The subordinates shouted.

Dakaz was suddenly two big, and the trolls of other tribes died when they died, but the situation was completely different when they died a witch doctor, their hunters were sent by Najib, and it was no exaggeration to say that the purpose was to protect Lakasada, and participating in the battle was secondary, but now the person they needed to protect was dead, and they couldn't communicate at all.

At least to avenge the witch doctor, the hunters thought.

Amani's trolls value honor more than the trolls of other clans.

Dakaz, of course, is aware of this, but the question is, is this enemy so easy to solve?

After a moment of hesitation, several sharp arrows flew down from the branches, but most of them were separated by the hunter's weapons, and just as the two sides were in a stalemate, the trees in the distance shook for a while, and another army appeared.

After seeing clearly who the leader of the other party was, Dakaz didn't look back, and directly pulled the reins of the velociraptor under his crotch and shouted: "Withdraw!" ”

He wasn't foolish enough to tell who had led the trolls into the abyss of hell.

Oh, that terrible spellcaster.