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Half a day's journey to the Forest of Thorns and continue into the dark world that humans rarely set foot in.

According to the map provided by the dwarves, Sauron pointed out the route of the march.

Finally end with some unquestionable tone, "...... A well-thought-out battle plan must have room for flexibility in space and time, so that it can adapt to the changing situation in war. Remember, everything we make is not absolute. What you have to do is that under no circumstances do you need to doubt my commands. ”

The charisma of a leader, and a lord, stems from his strong self-confidence.

Personality charm usually refers to the sum of a person's personality, temperament, abilities and other characteristics. If you make this charm down to the details, it always goes hand in hand with eye contact. Therefore, when talking to everyone, Sauron does not forget to look into everyone's eyes one by one.

Calm, careful, brave, majestic, fair, responsible. When making decisions, you should first trust your own words, so that it can achieve the desired effect, "We must go all out for the task!" If necessary, even the lord will bleed! ”

Everyone present was infected by Zoro's words, and their faces were filled with blood and excitement at the same time. With a uniform movement, they all drew the long sword at their waists, the blade of the sword pointed upward, and shouted out the blood-boiling proverb with the side of the sword against the bridge of their nose, "Loyalty and courage are our rules!" Die in battle, throw your blood, and glorify my body! Glory Dragon Court !! ”

In military science, "strategy" and "tactics" are two different categories and concepts.

In Sauron's cognition, "whether it is an action or a war, if there is no correct strategic principle, no matter how good the tactics are, it is equal to zero." ”

With perfect strategic intentions and no practical tactics, once an encounter occurs, it will hit the wall everywhere, knocking heads and bleeding, so that the seemingly winnable battle situation will be aborted.

There is a deep silence and mystery in the woodland.

And the Forest of Thorns has always been the territory of trolls.

"My lord, please leave the team and explore the way ahead."

Wearing close-fitting leather armor, Cicely looks heroic and gives people a 'stunning' feeling. Sauron had no reason to refuse a 'warrior' to volunteer, he just nodded and commanded, "Be careful. He agreed.

It is not far from the Dragon Garden Woodland, and in the direction of the east side of the extinct human race, a path appears between the damp woodland beneath your feet.

It proves that the risk factor of this distance is still very low.

Promising Cicely to serve as a cavalry scout at short distances was a lesson in courage. Ponies from dwarven domestication can afford the weight of each apprentice.

It was only when Ciceli's exclamation came to his mind that Zoro couldn't help but waver a little from what he had approved. "It's Ciceli, I hope she'll survive the unknown."

Zoro prayed inwardly that Cicely's situation would not be too bad at this time.

In this world, women have the same rights as men. But a certain part of Sauron's innate notion still believes that "as long as you are a woman, you should stay away from the game that belongs to men." ”

It wasn't until a long time before this perception changed.

"Hurry up, everyone come with me!"

Zoro's brows furrowed slightly, he didn't waste time, and immediately rushed forward with everyone. It's just that the next scene in front of me is not as dangerous as imagined.

In Zoro's eyes, Ciceli was just a low-level professional, but she had a talent for horsemanship and swordsmanship.

In sight, the corpse of the troll, which was still twitching due to the loss of its head, fell to the ground.

The neck with a neat incision was still spraying bright red blood outward, and in the pink trembling flesh, green tendons were exposed, and something like blood-red threads were attached to it.

Looking closely at the thick blood, the horse stopped next to the ogre's corpse.

Cicely's sword-wielding hand was still trembling slightly. Her face was slightly pale, her chest rose and fell violently, and her lips pursed as if trying to suppress the nausea that wanted to rush out of her throat.

The creature killed by Ciceli was a low-level trolls with blue skin and green hair, common in damp woodlands. Because of its old age, its claws are black, and its teeth are unremarkably yellow. But the most distinctive thing is its round eyeball, which has a white pupil inside.

Low-level trolls generally have a pale blue or pale green coat, horns, and a different hair color from their skin color. Long blue hair with green skin and long green hair with blue skin look like an imaginative creature. It is smaller than humans, and generally has a large mouth, sharp fangs, and powerful jaws that clearly indicate its carnivorous nature.

And the white pupils, this is probably a common feature of all trolls.

"Blue-skinned trolls, used to small groups in the wild. Everyone stay in place and watch out for their surroundings. ”

Zoro gave Ciceli an inquiring look. After getting a response from her that she was not hurt. Zoro glanced at the ogre corpse on the ground, and gave an order to the dwarves beside him, "Send three cavalry scouts to explore the path at a medium distance." ”

Thorin heard the lord's command, no matter how reluctant he was, he still named 3 of the 10 dwarves behind him, "Ingie, Ilze, Jeffrey!" ”

As soon as Thorin finished speaking, three dwarven cavalrymen, like three detached arrows, broke away from the queue and quickly disappeared into the mist-shrouded curtain.

An unknown number of trolls haunt the vicinity, very close to the Dragon Court woodlands, and occasionally occur, but rare.

"Everyone be vigilant, wait for news from the scouts." Zoro ordered as he motioned for the Ringwraith to go up to the tree and look around.

An old, thin, slow-moving blue-skinned trolls can only prove Cicely's mettle. But it doesn't mean that she will have a second such good fortune.

In fact, not only did Cicely not have that much good luck, but an old blue-skinned trolls were not as stupid and easy to deal with as she imagined. Then, the moment Ciceli lifted the reins and turned the horse's head, the soil under the horse's hooves suddenly collapsed, and a trap set by an ogre suddenly engulfed her figure.

Fortunately, there was no pile in the deformed pit, but it was covered with a lot of unknown slime, and in fright, Ciceli spasmed and clung to the slippery rope, but the horse struggled frantically, so that the rope shook in her hand, and she pulled and pulled as hard as she could, until at last her own feet were tripped by the branches in the pit.

With the help of Jab and Behringer, the horse was finally pulled up, but the horse's front legs were wrapped around the rattan, and she could not untie it for a long time, and in her great anger she bit it with her teeth—the bitter, stenching knot soaked in foul smell and disgusting slime.