Although the trolls of the two tribes who were fighting hard were temporarily reconciled at this moment because of the external enemy, they could not be intimate at all. Although it is now said that they launched an attack on Lao Tang and the others together, they can obviously be divided into two distinct groups. A huge gap naturally appeared between the formations. Grabbing this flaw, Lao Tang violently pulled the reins of the brute horn at the rift, only to see the brute horn carrying Lao Tang rushing into the array of more than 200 trolls with an unstoppable momentum!

The original burly and sturdy body of the Brute Horn is tightly wrapped in sturdy and heavy armor, and the whole Brute Horn is a "heavy tank" with full horsepower when there is sufficient running distance. The heavily armored brute horn ignored the spears and slashing tomahawks that stabbed him, allowing the troll's weapons to leave a white mark on the armor, regardless of the fact that it was a savage charge in the crowd. The astonishing impact brought by the huge weight and the speed of the hurricane rush directly knocked the troll warriors in the front row into a rolling gourd on the ground, and wails were everywhere! The fierce impact of the Kodo beast cavalry was vividly displayed by the brute horns!

The brute horn itself is a reminder of the extraordinarily strong and burly combat Kodo beast, far surpassing its kind, with a body length of more than five meters from head to tail, and a tall back of about two meters, even if you just look at it, you can feel the brutal power in its body that is waiting to erupt at any time. And Old Don, who was sitting on a brute horn, could easily aim his weapon at the troll's head even in the face of a jungle troll with an average height of eight feet.

At the moment when the barbarian horn showed his might, the old Tang on the back of the barbarian horn was not idle, waving his weapon and killing in the troll array. The cursed torch in Old Tang's right hand kept smashing down and picking it up, but all the trolls in Old Tang's hammer were all brains bursting, and the hard head was smashed by the giant force like a fragile watermelon, and the red and white splashed on the ground, and the dead could no longer die. The egg shield in the left hand will also lose no time in slamming out the shield and slamming it, and the hideous giant thorns on the surface of the shield pierce the troll's body lightly, leaving a terrifying wound with a large bowl mouth flowing outward with blood and internal organs, and the body also flew out of the distance under the action of the huge force.

Although Lao Tang at this moment seems to have a counter-defensive and counterattacking style of play, only these trolls in front of him can deeply understand how violent and terrifying Lao Tang is in battle! Whether it was hammered by the cursed torch or hit by the egg shield, the trolls were all broken bones and tendons, and they all whimpered, even if they were only slightly hung to the edge, they vomited blood and rolled out of the distance. Under Lao Tang's fierce and courageous fighting style, the troll warriors of the two tribes of Blood Top and Skull Splitting who stopped in front of Lao Tang really died when they encountered it.

Before the start of the battle, there was a reason why Old Tang chose the combination of the cursed torch and the egg shield. After all, the opponent has a huge advantage in numbers, and out of caution, Old Tang chose the egg shield as a protective gear to increase the protective ability, minimize the danger, ensure safety, and reduce the risk of being hit by stray arrows. In the face of the troll's strong physique and incredible ability to recover, Old Tang gave up a sharp weapon like the arcane sword, and instead chose the cursed torch that could give full play to the advantages of his amazing power. Now it seems to be working well!

At this moment, Lao Tang's combat power is in full swing, and there is no one to stop him in killing in the troll crowd, and there is no enemy under him! The savage collision with the brute horn almost tossed the troll formation on the opposite side! One person and one ride, so fierce that it can't be added! Seeing Old Tang's bravery, the morale of the caravan members was greatly boosted, and the previous hesitation and worry were swept away!

With a flick of the curse torch in his hand, it smashed the heads of the two troll warriors who were screaming and pounced, and Old Tang was slightly distracted to observe the battle in the direction of the Spellbreaker Moragusa* Morninglight. The fighting style of the eighth-order spellbreaker was not as passionate as that of Old Tang, full of dew points. It is also a High Elf spellbreaker who holds a shield in one hand and a grip in the middle of the slender double blades in the other, and his fighting style is not as violent and arrogant as Old Tang, but more stable and sophisticated.

Speaking of which, among the caravans, no one has a better say in terms of combat experience with the Trolls than the High Elves who have been battling the Trolls for centuries. A High Elf spellbreaker who has fought trolls countless times on the battlefield knows all about their opponents' weaknesses and strengths. Although he doesn't have the staggering and amazing powers of Old Tang, with his superior skills and rich combat experience, the spellbreaker Moragusa* Chenguang is still able to reap the lives of these trolls in the midst of crowds.

I saw the tower shield in the left hand of the spellbreaker Moragusa* Chenguang at different angles on the weak point of the oncoming weapon, and with the force of the troll warrior's swing of the weapon and the slight deflection of the angle of the tower shield, the deft deflection unloaded the power of the opponent's weapon. At the same time, the High Elf spellbreaker, who was close to the troll, had the sharp and slender blade of the double-edged sword in his right hand piercing the troll's jaw, which was not resisted by hard bones, and lightly pierced the troll's head. The blade inserted into the troll's skull stirred violently, and the troll's brain turned into a pile of mush, killing him instantly.

The High Elf Spellbreaker's series of movements were crisp and neat, without the slightest hint of mud and water! Even with the troll's metamorphosis ability, there is no chance that the brain will survive if it is stirred into a pulp. In the short period of time that Old Tang's clone observed the battle of the spellbreakers, there were already four trolls who had become the souls of the High Elves under the sword one after another! And the spellbreaker seems to be comfortable with such a scene at this time!

Just when Old Tang was still sighing at the High Elf combat skills, a dense sound of breaking the air reached Old Tang's ears from far and near. Old Tang, who instantly recovered to a state of combat concentration, swept the corner of his eyes to a shadow that was rapidly approaching him. Before he had time to think about it, Old Tang erected his egg shield and covered his body and the head of the brute horn with a thick and sturdy shield, while holding his breath and waiting for the attack to come.

As soon as Old Tang was ready to resist the sudden attack, the shadow swept from the corner of his eye rushed towards him. Dozens of sharp javelins struck like hail with a terrible cracking sound, and they shot on the surface of the sturdy shield with a series of "thump" crashing sounds. The ensuing strong collision made a strong man like Lao Tang feel a little numb in his arm.

The burly body of the brute horn gives it brute strength, but also makes it an extremely obvious target. The broad, sturdy egg shield could not protect the Brutehorn's body, and some of the dozens of javelins slammed into the heavy armor draped on the surface of the Horn. Although he was unable to pierce the heavy armor, the impact of a dozen javelins still made the brute horn ache for a while. I saw the brute horn, enraged by the pain, opened its hideous huge mouth and roared, and went crazy in the troll formation, rampage and kicking on the head.

"Millhouse! What are you rubbing? Kill those troll headhunters for me! ”

Old Tang, who was attacked by the headhunter's javelin fire, was holding back the fire in his stomach at the moment, if he hadn't chosen the egg shield before the battle, the round of javelin salvo just now almost overturned himself in the gutter! I don't know if I'm ashamed that I'm too arrogant and despise this group of trolls would make the mentally retarded mistake of being separated in battle, and at this moment, Old Tang is full of anger and needs to find an outlet to vent. After shouting at the top of his throat and urging the "humble" dwarf of the eighth-order mage Milhouse * Mana Storm, he wielded a lifting hammer and a giant shield to launch an even more fierce attack on this group of trolls than just now, and for a while, stumps, severed arms and broken bodies were scattered all over the ground!

"You'll see me in power, big man! I'm going to bake them all over! ”

Milhouse, a little bean, has a real strength. After responding to Don's roar, Milhouse* Mana Storm locked onto the area of the Troll Headhunter with his spirit, and a powerful wave of mana surged up and down his body. With a bang, a raging storm of flames spread over a wide area, summoned from the feet of the troll headhunters, and the scorching flames burned brightly!

A dozen or so troll headhunters who didn't have time to flee wailed and were burned to char on the spot! The remaining headhunters who were still standing in that range just now, even if they were lucky enough to escape, were all gray-headed wolf-faced wolves. The scorching flames scorched their bodies within a few breaths of their escape, and most of them were burned by Yan zhòng's poor fire resistance! Not to mention throwing the javelin again, even a simple grip on the weapon will bring them a piercing pain! Dozens of troll headhunters who had just made Old Tang angry and made the brute horns suffer were no longer a threat in an instant!

"Yay! That's it! Hahahaha, who's the fiercest? Who is the fiercest? That's right! We are the fiercest! Peein Milhouse* Mana Storm jumped onto the back of one of the caravan's consignments, stood on tiptoe and took a closer look at the results of his battle, and let out a hearty laugh, the slightly shrill and childish voice of the baby came excitedly from the middle of the caravan

Come out!

While the three eighth-order masters, including Lao Tang, were slaughtering the group of ferocious trolls in front of them, the rest of the caravan was also fighting bloodily! It's just that compared to the fierceness and ease of the three of the old Tang, the other members of the escort team are in danger and struggling in the face of the huge disparity in numbers.

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Just as Old Tang and the Brute Horn rushed into the crowd of trolls with unstoppable momentum, the other members of the escort team assigned to defend in front of the caravan also ushered in the fierce attack of the trolls! The trolls didn't all come to encircle and suppress themselves and the High Elf Spellbreakers as Old Tang had planned, and after splitting a small half of their forces to entangle Old Tang and Moragousa* Chenguang, the rest of the brigade swarmed in the direction of the caravan!

The first line of defense, formed by the human swordsman Vacy Lev, the Winter Spring Bear Warrior Sharu, and the Gnoll Hogg, quickly fought the trolls on the way. The human swordsman has superb swordsmanship, a heavy two-handed sword under the control of his hands, slashing horizontally and vertically, and making fierce moves; The spear piercing of the bear monster Shalu is also extremely sharp, and the trick cannot leave the troll's throat; The god Hogg even made the meteor hammer slippery, relying on his agility and agility to dodge and move, constantly attacking the next three ways of the trolls.

But even so, the three melee fighters still had a hard time coping. Because the strength is not much higher than the opponent and has not yet formed a rank suppression, coupled with the troll's metamorphosis recovery ability, even if the skills of the three of them are not bad, they still can't solve the opponent as neatly as Lao Tang and the others. It is often the two sides who go back and forth for several rounds before the three of them find a good opportunity to kill the enemy and seize the opportunity to kill the opponent completely. By this time, more enemies had already swarmed in, enveloping the crowd in the middle.

With the troll's ability to recover, as long as it is not fatally critical such as being hit in the brain, throat, or heart, even if it is cut through a big hole in the chest and abdomen by the swordsman's big sword, he can still grit his teeth and continue to fight. On the other hand, although the "Hogg Gods" are also brave, they are inevitably injured in the troll's outlaw attack, and they are already covered with large and small wounds, dripping with blood!

After all, without a perverted physique like a troll, it is impossible for the wound to heal quickly. Even if the three of them have the blessings and restoration of the druid natural spells of the Night Elf Druid and Tina Moonlight, and the miscellaneous healing spells of the High Elf bard Arcadia Jus, the situation is still not optimistic.

Compared to the crisis form here in melee combat, a few spellcasters who use the large bodies of the consignment Kodomon as cover seem to be relatively easy at the moment, but they are all like the others, helping to suppress the troll's furious offensive with full firepower.

The kobold Golden Fang wields a weird-shaped, shovel-like staff, constantly unleashing the Fireball Technique, the most basic offensive spell of a fire mage. A series of powerful fireballs smashed into the middle of the troll's team one after another under the spirit lock of the golden fang, trying to block the troll's support and echo in front and back, and buy respite for the first few melee combat

From time to time, the human thief chick appeared behind the lone troll, and two sharp daggers were fiercely plunged into the waist of the target troll warrior, and the energy attached to the dagger instantly destroyed the troll's kidneys, and even the troll's strong physique was paralyzed on the spot due to pain and nerve breakage. The thief chick took advantage of the moment when the target was paralyzed, and quickly tore large and small wounds on the troll's body with blood-stained daggers, and her hand speed was so fast that it almost left an afterimage. Moments later, the target troll was dripping with blood and gushing blood

The troll headhunter Abeta Attale is also unrelenting and even more ferocious in the face of these kindred, and his eyes inadvertently reveal bloodthirsty hideousness and the thrill of revenge. As an Atalai troll who once believed in the evil god Haka, there is also a grudge between him and the blood-topped and split-skull tribes, which have splintered from the Gulabash troll branch. The troll headhunter's defection from the Attalai tribe did not make this hatred disappear from his blood. Now that he has the opportunity to take revenge on his former enemy, Abeta Attale is full of motivation!

I saw him take the sudden poison javelin from behind him and hold it in his hand, and with the strength of his right hand, he shot the sharp javelin at an outcropping troll witch doctor. The javelin sped away with a terrible cracking sound, piercing the target's head before they could react to dodge! The agile dodge dodged several retaliatory javelin projections, and the troll headhunters in the middle of the line flashed and moved to shoot all five javelins behind their backs one after another! There is no false hair, and the gun runs through the brain, which completely shows the majesty of the elite headhunter!

The two-headed ogre O'Gar had already crushed a piece of soul crystal as a sacrifice and price to summon an imp covered in green flames. The imp's fireball spell and the shadow arrows guided by O*gal almost converged in a straight line, constantly attacking the trolls approaching the caravan like a machine gun. Occasionally, he threw out a corrosive spell and a painful curse on the troll's body, only to see that the skin of the troll who was hit instantly began to rot and pus, emitting a foul smell, which was extremely miserable!

The bloody mouth on the right head of O*Gar "Orr" sounded one after another, and several soul-burning sacrificial fires were released on the most ferocious trolls, and in an instant, the sacrificial flames burned on the bodies of these targets! The trolls, whose souls are constantly scorched by the fire of sacrifice, let out a miserable wail of pain!

This ogre, who has an extremely high IQ, saw that his melee teammates in the caravan were on the verge of collapse surrounded by trolls several times his size, and were gritting his teeth and struggling for a moment, gritted his teeth and took out a piece of crystal soul crystal from his magic waist bag and smashed it with a punch, while chanting evil and demonic words again. A demonic summoning circle connected to the twisted void appeared in front of the two-headed ogre, and the soul fragments and energy in the crystal poured into the eye of the array under the guidance of the circle, and a faint mournful wail of the soul was faintly heard. A moment later, a tall and hideous figure strode out of the portal, looked up to the sky and asked:

"Who dares to summon me!"

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I started to try to downplay the game things like the names of the skills~~~~ and began to try to describe them in more practical language~~~I don't know what the effect looks like to everyone~~

Professions are no longer limited to the optional professions of WOW players~~~~ This tendency should be seen by everyone~~~ Many classic professions in the original book or game will also slowly appear~~~