Cesar was once a powerful man under the dark troll chieftain Gurawo, but when his people chose to break with the old tribe, he sided with the priest Azhara and became a Night Elf. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Then, he was invited by Azhara to become the captain of this team of Night Elf warriors.

I thought his time had come, but as a result, there was a name that always pressed on his head from time to time.

If the name was Azhara, he wouldn't have been so depressed, after all, the people of the clan adored their priestess, especially since she had recently been recognized by the gods and granted miraculous magical powers, and when she cast a spell, a holy moonlight would fall from the sky on the wounded person's body, and the wound would be healed in an instant.

Such miracles were so moving that people increasingly referred to their priests as "the light of the light."

If the person who is sought after is only Azhara, then Cesar will not have any jealousy, but it is a matter of course, but the problem is that this name that has been frequently appearing in the mouth of the clan lately is called "Darth Rema", and his limelight has overshadowed himself and Azhara, and for a while he is about to approach the true god that the Night Elves pray for every day.

But when he thought of the rattan armor and muskets made by the other party, especially the mines that blew up all the trolls in that instant, it was difficult for Cesar to resist them, and he still couldn't help but feel related, and this was also an idea shared by him and his other companions.

The power of the gods made all the Night Elves present at that time stunned, as if they were in a dream.

Cesar never thought that war could be like this—

Looking back at the time when he was still a dark troll, he was different from other young trolls, he was a stereotyped and traditional, lacking the vigor of a young man, and acting steadily more like an older man. Even if he supported Azhara, it was only because his family, and his sister Vasqi, was the maid at Azhara's side.

He had thought that even after leaving his homeland, this life would not change much, but when they abandoned the dark trolls and began to accept the new identity of the Night Elves, Cesar was surprised to find that the changes could only be described as earth-shattering.

From the wooden houses and bronzes of the beginning, to the muskets and mines of the present, Cesar felt that he suddenly could not keep up with the times. He felt at a loss, was he too rigid and backward, or was the world changing too fast?

And now, Cesar has received a new task from above, which is to let him lead an elite of Night Elves to the east of the forest to investigate the movements of the trolls.

In the words of the mage Darth Rema: "Combat cannot always put the initiative in the hands of the other side, obtaining information is the key, otherwise the Night Elves will only fall into passivity, in fact, we should be more proactive and keep the fighters firmly in our hands." ”

Most of the warriors disagreed with his words, because if the captives' confessions were true, then only the Night Elves, who were less than a fraction of the opponent, would give up the home field advantage of this forest and go face to face the other side. However, because of the exploits of Darth Lema and his team, the main force urgently needed a battle to prove itself, and the other party's request was not for them to go head-to-head with the enemy, but to reconnoiter the actual situation and general deployment of the troll army, and Cesar did not refuse this request.

He could tell that Azhara was wearing the same pants as Darth Rema in this matter.

So from last night onwards, Cesar and his squad had prepared enough rations and headed east, and his team consisted of 11 men, 4 hunters, 6 warriors, plus Cesar as the captain.

In the eyes of others, this kind of appointment is tantamount to a deprivation of Sisara's power, but Cesara himself doesn't care much, the current Night Elves are no longer the force he knows, maybe it is better to let someone who knows it better to command, and Cesara can bring such a team out alone, and he can play his role, which honestly relieved him.

He stroked the musket hanging from his waist, waved his hand at his subordinates, and directed the entire squad to advance methodically through the trees.

The forest of tranquility was not very large, and from the very central position of the Well of Eternity, it was possible to walk out of this forest in one day, whether it was east, west, north, south, or north, the shortest in the south and the longest in the north, and Cesar reached the border of the forest at noon the next day.

Once at the exit, the trees begin to thin out, and the tracks of wild beasts become scarce.

Cesar soon noticed a mess of footprints on the ground, with two fingers spread apart, and feet about the size of the Night Elves.

"These footprints are still new." The sentinels on the side said, "It's a troll." ”

"Looks like they're already here." Cesar affirmed this judgment: "It's nearby." ”

Whether it's a Night Elf or a troll, it's a hunting race, and it's a good way to trace it.

The surrounding Night Elves raised their noses and sniffed in the air, looking around warily.

It was at this moment that the drums of war were beaten.

"Knock knock, knock knock!"

Cesar knew that the other party must have also discovered his traces, so he immediately decided: "Withdraw first!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, a row of stone spears and arrows had been thrown out of the nearby grass.

The cold sweat on Cesar's forehead was dripping, judging from this situation, the other party should have discovered the traces of his party earlier, so he simply set up an ambush on his own way.

The Night Elves all crawled and dodged, some of them hid behind the trees with the help of cover, and those who didn't had to gamble on their luck, such as Cesar, who fell down and rolled into the trees when he saw the spear, and most of the throwing weapons passed over his head, but there were also two less lucky warriors who were shot into a sieve.

The trolls hidden in the bushes howled excitedly, and they found that the other party was very small in number, and it was no match for them at all.

"Surround them, don't let any of them go!" The other party's Zambo shouted.

And Cesar suddenly noticed a problem, this troll did not seem to be more numerous than he thought - it was just the enemy's advance party into the deep forest to explore the way.

Just as a group of trolls came out of the hidden bushes and branches, jumping down to clean up the group of Night Elves, they suddenly found that the two Night Elf warriors who were lying on the ground and should have been pierced by their stone spears and arrows got up from the ground. ”

"It's good to have this armor." The other said.

Seeing that the figures of the trolls suddenly paused, revealing a terrified look (trolls believe in souls, and they believe that the dead will have a period of time after death to freely use their souls to take revenge on their enemies, just like the first seven souls of the wraith), Jia Lei weighed the stone spear in his hand and smiled: "Hey, are you looking at this?" Give it back to you! ”

He spun the stone spear in his hand and threw it at the nearest troll, who had been pierced through the chest and nailed to the trunk of a tree.

"Looks like I'm not bad either." Jia Lei clapped his hands and said smugly.