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"Alas, at this time of year, there will be a fireworks show in Silvermoon City to welcome the arrival of the new year, and this year it seems that there is no chance." Caponia muttered to herself in the middle of the camp.

"Check out the arcane energy of the magic cannon, continue to reload if it's not enough, the next wave of trolls' attacks will be coming soon." Rollin and Tyr reminded the mages around them to build their defenses once again.

In the rear of this force was the camp of the Far Travelers. Since Zurgin ordered an all-out attack on the elven camp, the Moon Temple and the Sun Temple have all been severely damaged to a certain extent. Now in the dark lands, the elven transportation routes have been divided, and now the Far Traveler camp is the only important place to store supplies and baggage.

A dusty Tyre stepped down from the position of the magic cannon, unkempt, frowned and said, "Since the end of the last mission, we have been here for half a month. I don't know how long Sarnorian will let us continue to defend. ”

Tyr was annoyed, and it was not his style to be beaten up all the time. He threw the energy storage circle in his hand aside to vent his dissatisfaction.

Rollin patted Tyr on the shoulder and said, "It's not just that we have tensions here, all the camps in the entire Shadowlands are facing the same danger as us, and the first round of the troll's attack is almost over, I think we'll counterattack." ”

Before the war began, Rollin did not expect the elves to fall into such a passive situation. The entire defensive line that had been built had been broken up in ten days, so that the various camps were now in a state of fighting on their own.

"How many soldiers are left in our troops." Rollin asked.

Tyr stood up and looked around the entire line, with no more than a hundred warriors and rangers still moving.

"More than half of the injuries have been damaged, and half of the members have returned to the Far Wanderer camp to be treated by the priest."

The situation is not too bad, and Luo Lin, as the supreme commander of this unit, clearly understands how much combat effectiveness his troops have. The average member is more than enough to fend off the trolls. The trolls who fought against Rollin's forces are also losing, and they don't seem to be rushing to help.

The trolls are fighting to the death, and they want to break through all the elven camps in the Dark Lands in one fell swoop.

In order to keep the soldiers' morale high, Rollin stood up and shouted to the soldiers: "My glorious brave rangers and warriors, the troll offensive is beginning to weaken, and our victory is in sight. ”

"For Quel'Thalas!" The ranger shouted with the soldiers.

These days of fighting have made the soldiers in the entire camp have changed their opinion of this human mage. Perhaps before the battle, some elven soldiers disobeyed Rollin's commands and commands, but when the trolls attacked, this magician took the lead several times, rushing to the front of all the soldiers. Every time a battle is at a stalemate, this magician uses his extraordinary magical memory to win.

Carbonia, who had been silent, looked at Rollin and said, "I have to say, you are more of a leader now. ”

"So you came out of your fantasy, I thought you were immersed in the beauty of the fireworks festival." Rollin smiled.

Caponia glanced at Rollin, and she said angrily: "You don't understand, the fireworks festival is the most wonderful festival for young elves, and all the girls are looking forward to this festival to watch fireworks with their favorite elves, in order to hope for a happy life in the coming year." ”

"Elves tend to live a long life, and there are plenty of opportunities like that." Luo Lin said duplicitously. In Rollin's mind, there were no more than fifteen such festivals.

Carbonia looked at Rollin tenderly, and she said, "You'll be with me next year, right?" ”

Luo Lin didn't refuse, he nodded and said, "With an invitation from a beautiful magister like you, of course I won't refuse." ”

"Just the two of us?" Caponia said greedily.

"Well, and the little sister, I'll discuss it with her then." Rollin said as a matter of course.

Carbonia blushed, she didn't expect Rollin to be such a pervert. Just as he wanted to raise his powder fist to hit him, he heard Rowling shout alertly.

"All on alert, the trolls are coming."

This time the troll soldiers were a little different, and their equipment looked quite well-equipped. The soldiers were armed not only with spears, but also with a shorter dagger at their waists.

Rollin had an impression of these soldiers, and he had seen these elite trained troll soldiers when he was in Zuaman.

As a sane commander, Rollin knew that the trolls' target was not them, but the Far Wanderer camp behind them.

There were no more than a hundred trolls attacking, but Rollin felt the pressure like never before.

"Take control of the magic cannon, Tyr, and drain all the arcane powers." Rollin said solemnly.

Tyr rolled his eyes a few times, nodded his head, and quickly climbed up to the Magic Cannon position behind him. Four magic cannons, and sixteen Fa'ao bombs.

"Control Kabonia for us, we have to take the initiative." Luo Lin knew that the quality of these troll soldiers was many times stronger than that of ordinary troll soldiers, these elite troll soldiers.

Caponia looked at the trolls in their outfits, and then she looked at Rollin for a moment's thought. Suddenly Carbonia kissed Rollin's dry lips, and after a brief contact, Carbonia turned and stood at the top of the position.

"Warriors, attack." Rollin leapt and swooped down.

The gleaming golden staff followed closely behind Rollin, and the powerful arcane energy instantly devoured the troll soldiers at the front of the team.

Tyr controlled the magic cannon and bombarded the rear of the troll team frantically, each arcane bomb would incapacitate at least two elite troll soldiers who had no time to dodge.

The Froststorm arrived, and Caponia swirled the Frost Elemental in the air and rained ice picks into the trolls' ranks.

The troll soldiers came into contact with the elven warriors, and the elven soldiers felt the difference between these troll soldiers, and their combat energy was very strong.

The troll's razor-sharp spear brutally pierced the elf's body, and the blood splattered onto Rollin's face. As the conductor here, Luo Lin always felt that he had a special relationship with these unnamed elves, watching them fall, Luo Lin's cold complexion, his blood-red eyes seemed to burn people to death.

Arcanic Enhancement, Arcanic Burst!

"Arcane energy turnover is overloaded, please slow down the energy rate!" The Omniscient Eye warns Rollin.

Ignoring the All-Seeing Eye, Rollin was now ignited.

Repeated turnover spells, a large amount of arcane energy catharsis around Rollin. Each arcane burst takes the life of a troll. However, not all elves were Rollin, and the exhausted soldiers could not resist such an attack, and soon most of the warriors and rangers fell.

The scales of victory have tipped in turn.