As the old saying goes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, which means that you must be prepared before you act. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The trolls who escaped from this forest, found their way back and reported the forest and the Night Elves to their Najib, it was like a dark cloud in the sky, it was impossible for you to keep it from raining, the only thing to hope for was that they would get lost a little more when they panicked and escaped, or run into some terrible beast.

But expecting these external factors is too unreliable, and being strong enough is the last word.

To this end, Alan spared no effort in preparing for the war.

First, he began to send people to torture the trolls on a daily basis.

There are actually two layers to this purpose.

First, get a comprehensive understanding of the formation, organization and fighting methods of the Troll Clan.

The second is to let the Night Elves hear what kind of race the trolls are.

At first, the troll captives were still very uncooperative, and the Night Elves were unimpressed by what they said, but when Alan ordered someone to pull out the troll's nails and pierce the troll's ankles, palms and kneecaps with nail cones, almost no creature could continue to be silent in the face of such atrocities, they turned over the inventory in their stomachs like pouring beans, even the surnames of their ancestors, what kind of celebrities they had, what they usually ate, how many children and wives and other trivial things were said, but Alan still refused to let them go, Harness the troll's powerful regenerative abilities to inflict constant torture.

He told the trolls to shout the message to the Night Elf camp every day that they didn't know how many times they had repeated, and if they couldn't, it would be torture.

The Night Elves' attitude towards trolls gradually changed, and they began to wonder if the messages that echoed in their ears every day were alarmist or true.

How can anyone pretend to be so hoarse and cry blood?

Although there are some people who are dissatisfied with Eren themselves who believe that it is because the troll captives are intimidated by Alan's cruel torture, when the trolls continue to shout in detail about their organization, clan composition and the size of their combat power, I am afraid that not many Night Elves can take this matter as child's play anymore, and even Azhara ran over to him with anxiety and asked: "Darth Rema, if what those captives said is true, then what should we do in the face of the troll army?" ”

"You can't hide from it, and only by winning the war can you win the right to survive." "Don't forget, the gods are on our side!" ”

This sentence touched Aishara a lot.

That's right, it was all because of the guidance of God Allen, who went from dark trolls to night elves.

Accepted the gift of arcane and found a new home.

And now, it's just a beginning, not the end, of their journey, Aishara believes.

"The Night Elves must win the final victory, no matter who their enemies are." Azhara looked at Alan, her golden eyes glinting.

"Of course, my lady." Alan replied.

Satisfied, Azhara left satisfied, with a lot of things she had to attend to, not even Darth Rema, the new tribal hero.

But he still had a big say in the battle, and Azhara almost delegated the preparation to him, even slowing down the teaching of the arcane arts for an hour a day - which caused the children to be dissatisfied, but they were soft-spoken, and this was a time of war, and everyone had to serve the tribe, even women and children.

The population of the Night Elves is too small, less than a hundred, and if you put it now, it can't even compare to a deserted village.

In the public's impression, the so-called war is a game of filling holes with lives, and the army must first be formed into an army. In this way, the number of Night Elves is too small, and it is really a drop in the ocean in the face of the population of the troll race.

Since it is impossible to win from a head-on confrontation, the only thing left is to rely on local wars and combat strength to win.

First of all, what needs to be upgraded is armament.

If he could, Alan would love to equip every Night Elf warrior with heavy armor for the warriors and light armor for the sentinels, and if each of these warriors wore a suit of plate armor and carried a tower shield in his hand, the troll's weapons could be used by a bird.

But it's a pity, not to mention whether Alan can solve the problem of craftsmanship, now time, materials don't allow him to squander like this.

So he had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.

He specially designed a piece of armor, made into an armor-style shoulder guard, which wrapped the chest and waistcoat, and the rest of the armor was woven from quenched tung oil vines.

The Night Elves rarely wore defensive equipment in the past, so they were very curious about the thing that Eren brought, but they found that the vines soaked in tung oil had amazing toughness after drying, although strictly speaking, to really use it to make a set of rattan armor that can resist bows and arrows and invulnerability, it took more than a dozen processes to repeatedly quench and dry, and it took more than a year, but now the Night Elves don't have that time, and their opponents don't use sharp blades, just stones.

"Be careful, don't go near the fire when wearing this rattan armor."

Eren did not forget to remind these Night Elves who showed full curiosity about the vine armor, lest they be happy and sad.

In fact, Alan thought about it, the night elves' fighting methods in the past mainly relied on light spirits, so they were not suitable for using heavy armor all at once, but they would feel constrained, but they didn't have to have this kind of scruples when they used rattan armor, although this inferior rattan armor was not invulnerable in the real sense, but Alan let Fiz stand twenty meters away and shoot arrows, and when the arrow touched the vine armor, it slid away.

And Ravenkes had experimented with stone axes with their own hands, not so much to split the vines with an axe, but to smash them with brute force in the end.

So be it.

Alan didn't plan to continue to improve in this area for the time being, and he began to gradually shift his energy to how to prepare weapons.

The musket was a part of his vision for a long time, and because a batch of barrels and main parts had been made in the initial trial production, the work of making a batch now was very simple, that is, let Ravenkes hammer and make more shells. Of course, bullets made of gunpowder are also an important point.

However, because muskets can only be fired once, they can only be used in the heat of battle when they are stalemate or life-saving, and in the face of a large number of trolls, the Night Elves need to use their brains elsewhere if they want to win.

The previous battle with the Fire Tree Clan's vanguard had proved to Eren that trolls were not as brainless as he thought, and that they were familiar with forest warfare, and that ordinary traps could not fool them at all.

In that case, Alan thought as he looked at the gunpowder that had been made into ammunition.

Isn't it almost time for landmines to appear?