Delluck set the fire very accurately, and when the fire spread, it just enveloped the fastest vanguard of the Stonefist Deadwood Alliance, and the large troops in the rear who stopped their tracks in time and were nimble enough were fine. The whistling southwest wind pushed the direction of the fire to the northeast where the tribe fled, and the large army was not in danger at all, but they did not dare to rush through the fire to pursue, so they could only helplessly stay where they were, praying that all the tribes who fled would be buried in the fire.

Goode was hidden in the middle of a group of fat ogres, looking at the fire in front of him, and then at the information from Nicaea in his hand, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly~ The accidents are really continuous, although the sneak attack team of the tribe that was supposed to die last night suffered heavy losses, but it still escaped, and now these tribes in front of them, who are also going to be annihilated in the plan, have also got out of the predicament with the determination to break the boat. Will they die in the fire? It's just a matter of thinking about it, if there is really no way out of the predicament, they won't set it on fire, and with the style of the tribe, they will definitely turn around and fight the enemy to the death!

However, they will definitely lose a lot, otherwise they will not be delayed until now when they are almost unable to hold on.

Anyway, what happened to these fleeing tribes, Goode didn't have time to pay attention to it now. The plan will continue

Retracting his thoughts, he instructed one of the Stoneken Lords (that is, a squad leader~~) beside him: "Go and get Ocalar and Cockresh!" ”

The Lord of the Stone Fist who was called shook the mace in his hand impatiently, staring at Goode for a little as if he was looking at food, and finally reluctantly took the order~~ Obviously, the orders of several leaders finally overcame his appetite and made him not dare to attack the stock

In a few moments, Ocalar, covered in blood, and Kokrish, the two-headed ogre magician who was not damaged in the slightest, came to Good's front and waited for his orders.

"How's it going?" Goode first asked in a routine formula.

"Very good!" The obviously better mage Kokresh immediately replied excitedly, "We have been given food for several months, and the children have not lost many people. And the trolls who often compete with us for loot have also died! ”

When Goode heard him say that he had been given food for several months, his face suddenly turned blue, his throat squirmed, and he almost didn't spit it out~~ Isn't the ogre's food the human soldiers who died in battle?

Barely suppressing the feeling of vomiting, he settled down and asked, "What about Warcock?" Where has he been? ”

Hearing the name of the other companion, Ocalal slapped his ass, "You are amazing! If you hadn't asked him to leave Bodgor with the children, he would definitely have been killed by the damn alliance by now ~~~"

Goode was speechless for a while, God knows where these ogres learned to pat on the back, and they also used honorifics~~ asked angrily: "I'm asking you where he is now?" ”

Seeing that Goode was about to get angry, Cockresh hurriedly replied: "He has listened to your orders, and has already taken the children to the outside of Deadwood Village, ready to attack at any time!" ”

"Very well," Goode nodded, and continued, "You send someone to call these Slayer Nimar over, and say that there is something to discuss." When he comes, you can strike at the right time to slay him, and then attack the trolls while they lose their leader and chaos and wipe them all out here! ”

Goode then ordered, "Also, let Warcock attack!" Kill all the trolls in Deadwood Village! ”

Cockresh ordered the Stonefist Lord to continue his errands, to call Nimar the Slayer, and then go to Deadwood Village to inform the other ogre leader Warcock before leaving the group.

Immediately, Goode arranged some elite ogres, whispered to Cockresh and Ocalal, and after preparing for a sneak attack, he retreated to the middle of another group of ogres and hid his body, leaving Cockresh and Ocalal here waiting for Nimar to come and die~~ After waiting for a long time, Nimal came here with a team of troll hunters and two troll witch doctors, and saw that Cockresh and Ocalar were already waiting for him in front, and also walked towards them.

I thought that the sneak attack was foolproof, but I actually let the damned tribes escape, and he also set up a group of his own subordinates in the sea of fire, and Nimar's mood at this time can be described as extremely bad, and he didn't notice that the atmosphere around him was a little wrong.

As soon as he walked over, before he could get closer, Cockresh in front of him suddenly pointed behind him and shouted in horror, "Be careful!!" ”

Nimar was shocked, just when Cockresh screamed, there were suddenly several sounds of breaking the air behind him, and before he could think about it, he hurriedly clenched the spear in his hand and swung it behind him, and at the same time his body also fell towards Cockresh and the others~ But when he swung his spear into the air and saw what was happening behind him, his face suddenly turned like ashes~~~ It was no one else who attacked behind him, it was the Troll Hunter and the Witch Doctor who had just split the left and right Stonefist Lords who launched an attack on the troll hunters and witch doctors he brought, defenseless, Most of the unprepared trolls fell in an instant~ It's over!

As soon as this thought flashed into his mind, a rapid sound of breaking the air came from behind him, piercing his back and passing through his chest without hindrance in the gap between his excessive exertion and unstable body, and he finally saw what was attacking him~~ The chain trident in O'Calal's hand and his stunt - piercing and dragging!

After understanding who was attacking, he also knew what O'Calal's next move would be. Piercing drag, of course, is dragging!

After so many years of dealing with him, he certainly understands what it means to be dragged over. With the troll's regenerative ability, it is now at most a serious injury, and as long as he can escape this attack, it won't take long to recover.

Stimulated by the survival instinct, Nimal immediately stimulated his strongest strength regardless of his injury, and encouraged the shadow energy in his body to break free from the shackles of the forced trident~ But just as he was about to use the skill of the Shadow Hunter, a cold current suddenly hit his body, his body stiffened, and the shadow energy that had just been condensed suddenly dissipated in the air

Silence Effect Cockresh's Magic, Treleen Ice Touch!

Immediately, Ocalar pulled the chain hard, dragged Nimar upside down, fell heavily under his feet, and raised his fat right foot and stepped on his head in his desperate eyes~~ trampling!

There was no suspense, Goode's carefully planned sneak attack was still very powerful in the hands of the stupid ogre, and the eighth-order Shadow Ranger, who was the deadwood troll of the Supreme Leader of Arathi, was killed on the spot without any resistance under the combined efforts of the two ogre leaders!

With Nimar's death, the leaderless deadwood trolls could not resist the sudden betrayal of the ogres, and they were instantly dispersed and strangled by the ogres one by one. Although one or two of the minor leaders were able to gather some men to form a defense, after Goode had Nimar's feathers and unrecognizable head thrown over, all the trolls instantly lost their resistance and fled in all directions

In the pursuit of the tribe just now, the ogres were left behind by the sturdy trolls due to their large size and poor running. As a result, most of the ogres are concentrated in the southwest, while the trolls are all concentrated in the northwest, and as a result, the one in Delluck is all trolls! When the ogres launch a sneak attack, the unprepared trolls have nowhere to dodge, there is a fire in front of them, and rushing into it is a dead end! Behind them were the ogres who roared and chased after them, and for a while the trolls were stuck in the middle and couldn't retreat. Coupled with the loss of the leader and the lack of effective command, in just a quarter of an hour, thousands of deadwood warriors were scattered on the ground, and the few who could escape by chance could no longer pose any threat~~ And this time, due to the instigation of the ogres, they boasted about the combat effectiveness of the Ninth Legion, which made Nimar feel that the deadwood trolls could not block their attacks at all, so he took advantage of the opportunity of the alliance tribe to cooperate with the ogres and did his best to launch this sneak attack, and there were not many people left in the old nest of the Deadwood Village in the rear. These were also calculated by the insidious foxes, allowing the ogres who had retreated from Bodgor to sneak up on them

It can be said that after this battle, there is no place for the deadwood trolls on the highlands!

Delluck had just set fire to the pursuers and fled, temporarily out of danger, and Nariel, who had been cooperating with them to resist the attack, also idle, and after greeting the friendly shamans, he looked at the trolls struggling in the fire with a bad heart. Sometimes I don't like to see it, and I fly down and spray two puffs to add to the power of the fire.

It was having a good time, and when it saw that there was no fire below, the barely neat troll team was in chaos again for a while, and the ogres burst out with strong combat power to surround the trolls and strangle them to the death.

The situation in front of him made Nariel stunned for a long time, and then think about the farce that has appeared one after another on the battlefield today since he shouted out in his voice~~ Its brain is now full of paste~~~ First the alliance was in chaos, and then it completely collapsed with a burst of fire, and a small group of people were separated from it to block the pursuers, and then the tribe and the Stone Fist coalition that had been attacking together suddenly became infighting, and the trolls and ogres gave up the alliance to attack the tribe with all their might, and the tribes that fought retreated again and again, and finally set fire to the tribe and fled, and then the ogre fought again. Surrounded the trolls in front of the sea of fire and strangled them wildly, and last night Xie Feng and they almost fought

Is there infighting this year?

After a moment's struggle, Nariel gave up on trying to figure out why. Anyway, I don't care what I do, I'll take advantage of such a lively and happy play for a while!

Thinking of this, he roared happily, flew down and took a breath of dragon breath at the trolls who were besieged below, and then squirted several mouthfuls one after another, and in an instant, he provoked a fire, burning the trolls who had nowhere to escape and howled wolf~ The ogres below saw that Nariel was making trouble again, and they were immediately vigilant, but seeing that it was attacking the trolls, they were all interested in not attacking it, looking at where it was doing.

Anyway, in the past two days, Nariel has been able to cause a huge reaction with a few puffs, and he is now more and more fond of the promising job of arsonist

After a few puffs of relief, Nariel flew in the direction where Xie Feng and the others were satisfied~ But not long after flying out, it suddenly felt a little wrong, according to the direction of the spread of the fire and the direction of the tribe's retreat, they were likely to be burned to the ground~~ Thinking of this, he turned again and flew to the northeast.

With no one to control and grass nearby, the fire swept to the northeast with an unhindered downwind. By the time Nariel found the tribesmen, they had been caught in the fire at the foot of the mountain wall that connected to Neutran in the north~

(To be continued)