"Millhouse! Freeze these guys! ”

Old Tang rode on the back of the brutehorn and suppressed the feeling of weakness that kept coming from his body, brandishing the cursed torch to smash the trolls around him while roaring at the same time.

Little Bean Ding Milhouse * Mana Storm was guiding the spell to suppress the trolls who were taking turns to attack the melee defense line, and when he heard Old Tang's assignment, he immediately interrupted the spell, and his hands made complicated gestures, and after a while, a huge water element with a height of more than three meters appeared out of thin air.

"Icy cold, baby!" With a wave of his finger, the dwarf mage sent the huge water elemental summoned to the area between Old Tang and the spellbreaker. Along the way, the troll's interception of the water elemental did not work, and the water element did not dissipate due to the troll's attack, but only shrunk in size. Ignoring the troll's wielding slashing weapons along the way, the water elemental made a beeline for the area assigned by the gnome mage.

At this moment, the water elemental has shrunk to two-thirds of its original size, but this arcane product has no pain at all, and it does not care about the dissipation of the body and "life". The water elemental surrounded by the trolls slammed into a slam, and a circle of frost novas covering a radius of more than a dozen yards suddenly erupted with the water elemental as the center, freezing the violent and ferocious trolls within the spell range in place.

There is no time to lose. Old Don took advantage of the water elemental power of the Milhouse* mana storm to limit the movement of the trolls along the way, and slammed the reins of the brute horn to turn around and head towards the location of the High Elf spellbreaker. Although the paralyzing voodoo of the troll witch doctor is good, that dose is still a little small for a large beast like Brute Horn, and it cannot completely paralyze the strong body of Brute Horn, so it can only limit the action and impact of Brute Horn for a certain extent.

At this moment, the brute horn who understood Lao Tang's intentions, lowered his head, erected a sharp and sturdy single horn, summoned the strength of his whole body, and howled wildly at the trolls who were frozen in place by the power of frost and couldn't move, and rushed over with all his strength. The trolls who stood in the way of the Brutehorn's charge were all spitting blood and tumbling sideways as if they had been hit by a heavy truck that was flying at speed. The tendons were broken and wailed in the path of the brute-horned charge.

With the help of the dwarf mage water elemental's restriction on the troll's ability to act, Old Tang and the barbarian relied on the brutal impact to easily break through the troll's layers of interception and came to the side of the spellbreaker Moragusa* Chenguang.

After hearing Old Tang's shout just now, the lawbreaker also felt that this was a very good idea. He was not outstanding in physical strength, but it was very difficult for him to deal with a big guy with strong muscles and strength like the three-headed troll berserker. With nowhere to show his exquisite fighting skills, there is nothing he can do with these three muscles with amazing strength! And the troll witch doctor who made that sturdy minotaur eat up the big guy was a piece of cake in his opinion! The Troll Witch Doctor can be considered his "old rival", and those who perform evil witchcraft pose no threat to themselves who are immune to magic!

When he saw the Minotaur riding the mighty Battle Kodomon rushing to his side in a brutal manner, the High Elf sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but envy the other party's fierce strength and physique, as well as his brave skills. Without saying much, I saw that Old Tang and the Brute Horn rode one by one with the impact to knock over a troll berserker who was following him with a heavy fist and kept attacking, and the High Elves who got rid of the entanglement of these ugly big guys ran quickly along the passage crushed by the Brute Horn towards the direction of the troll witch doctor.

At the moment when the two of them staggered, the High Elf Spellbreaker connected his fingers and cast the special ability spell of the powerful and rare profession of Spellbreaker to absorb, and absorbed the bad effects of weak demonic magic and paralyzing voodoo from Old Tang's body and transferred it to the three strong troll berserkers, and a series of actions were chic and freehand to be extremely relaxed. The bad feelings of weakness and paralysis of limbs that had been constantly emerging in Old Tang and Manjiao's bodies disappeared in an instant and were cleared up.

Feeling the frenzied energy that filled his body and spread all over his body again, the feeling of fullness that returned to the peak of his strength made Old Tang feel an inexplicable excitement. Old Tang grinned and moved his shoulders, and his tense muscles and bones made a crunch sound like popping beans. Old Tang with a hideous and excited expression looked at the three ugly troll berserkers who were slowly fanning and staggering towards him, surrounding himself and his horns, and said in a mocking and confident tone:

"Hard-hitting? I like it! ”

"Come on, ugly bastards! Feel the power of the real power! ”

"Your ridiculous strength is nothing compared to mine!"

"Let me be the power of the Titan and the Terror Totem, and put an end to your pathetic life!"

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The combat skills of the Troll Berserker are definitely not comparable to the words subtle and masterful. The reason why the three burly and vicious big men were able to suppress the eighth-order High Elf Spell Breaker was nothing more than relying on this strong brute force and perverted recovery ability to bully Moragusa* Chenguang, who was not outstanding in physical strength. Now in the face of Lao Tang, a fierce and brave Minotaur who is not inferior in physical strength and even far more muscular strength than them, he has become the three of them who are not good at being abused.

The old Tang, who was gifted with a huge power that was smacking and amazing, was definitely the best in Azeroth in terms of strength alone, and he was proud of the others. Even among the Minotaurs, a powerful race that has a strength advantage, Old Tang's strength is beyond anyone's reach. It is precisely because of this kind of irresistible power that ordinary people can not resist that Lao Tang will win the title of "Titan Power" among his fellow clansmen. This unique title means great praise for a warrior, and there is no other semicolon in all of Azeroth!

Old Tang, who was extremely confident in his strength, had no intention of showing off his powerful martial arts and exquisite fighting skills in front of three slightly clumsy troll berserkers at the moment. finally met three good opponents with good strength and resistance to beating, rough skin and thick flesh, and the old Tang, who has always advocated frontal toughness, naturally will not let go of this rare opportunity to defeat the opponent through guò hard encounter.

The Troll Berserker's massive body and jaw-dropping self-healing abilities had made the High Elf Spellbreaker suffer a lot in the battle just now. The difference in height of more than two meters made it impossible for the spellbreaker's exquisite sword skills to kill with one blow against the Achilles' heel of the head and neck; The sharp double-edged sword flew up and down in the hands of the spellbreakers, slicing through the hideous and strong bodies of the three troll berserkers, leaving deep scars that could be seen in the bones, but the perverted self-healing ability of these ugly big guys made the efforts of the spellbreakers futile!

But these problems are not a problem in front of Old Tang. Old Tang's burly and sturdy minotaur body itself was nearly three yards tall, and Old Tang, who was sitting on the back of the brutehorn, was now half a head taller than the Troll Berserker, which meant that Old Tang was able to hit the real vital point of these big guys with ease; The Cursed Torch is a hammer that can't match the troll rage's double-edged sword, and heavy weapons are more effective than sharp blades when facing these big guys.

The egg shield in Don's left hand was always able to easily block the heavy punches of the Troll Rage's hammer without any pressure. The hideous spikes on the surface of the egg shield pierce the flesh of the berserker with every block, making the fists of the big guys drenched in flesh. The cursed torch in his right hand was filled with furious power and rage, causing the troll berserker to vomit blood and roll with each hit, leaving a noticeable deep depression in the massive and monstrous body. Not to be outdone, even the brute horn kicked the three ugly and vicious troll berserkers in the head.

After more than a dozen rounds of back and forth, even a super meat shield like the Troll Berserker, which has an amazing ability to recover, was shattered and paralyzed into three piles of waste meat under the fierce attack of Old Tang and Barbarian Horn. Jumping off the back of the brute's horn, Old Tang walked up to the three "Roshan" who could no longer see their original faces, and rounded the cursed torch, shattering their skulls, like a rebellious declaration at the beginning of the battle, ending the lives of the three troll berserkers!

When Old Tang easily overturned and killed these three troll berserkers who had caused huge trouble to the High Elf Spellbreaker and made Moragusa* Morninglight helpless, the eighth-order spellbreaker Moragusa* Morninglight on the other side of the battlefield also neatly eliminated the few troll witch doctors who gave Old Tang a headache, and he was unharmed! The two of them looked at each other from a distance, nodded, and continued to chase down the troll warriors who were already a little flustered. The Symphony of Death continues to be played passionately in the jungle......

The encounter, sparked by the idiotic actions of the dwarven hunters, came to an end soon after the troll witch doctor and berserker were killed. The jungle troll warriors, who were originally more than 200 people, began to panic and fear after several powerful units were killed and the leader was stabbed by Old Tang. Eventually, the trolls, who had lost their grip and command, left their bodies all over the ground, and the few or so remaining wolves fled into the dense jungle of the Valley of Thorns. Fleeing for their lives, they disappeared in a moment under the noses of the caravan under the cover of the lush jungle vegetation.

Although this sudden battle ended in the victory of the caravan and his party, it could only be regarded as a crushing victory. All members of the caravan, with the exception of the casters, who were heavily protected, were wounded in this unplanned battle. In particular, almost all of the melee groups at the top of the top to block the trolls' attacks were seriously injured and even dying.

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The human swordsman Vasiy Lev was impaled in the right chest by the troll's voodoo spear, and lay dying on the ground, now being treated by the bards and night elves with all their might, barely saving half his life; The wood-throated bear monster Shalu was cut off by a big axe because of blocking a troll's slash, and the castrated big axe also left a long permanent scar on the bear monster's chest and abdomen.

The gnoll Hogg was forced into a corner by four troll warriors to surround and attack, if it weren't for the critical moment, the soy sauce dragon Chromi finally came to the rescue and almost died on the spot, even so, the body of the "Hogg God" was also covered with large and small wounds, and he was covered in blood with the gnoll's murderous face was very hideous and terrifying; The two-headed ogre O*Gar sacrificed two medium-grade soul crystals to summon the demon guard Hanzuun to command and control zhì, and at the height of the battle, he was put at the front of the team by O*Gar, who did not know if it was out of revenge, and was almost dismembered by a random knife, and had already been teleported back to the distorted void with a wail full of hatred and resentment;

The troll headhunter Abeta Attale ran out of javelins and picked up two one-handed axes to engage the enemy in melee combat, but was cut off half of his left forearm by a fellow of his kind, and now he gritted his teeth and stitched the severed arm back together with a beast tendon that clearly exuded voodoo, and perhaps one day in the near future the severed arm will hopefully be reconnected;

In the battle just now, the human female thief Erica Patrick could only try to parry the mace of a tall troll with two daggers because she couldn't dodge, but unfortunately her strength was far weaker than that of her opponent, and she was smashed back into the crowd of the caravan, her hands and arms twisted at an irregular angle. After Yus's simple healing, his arms hung limply at his sides. This stubborn and strong human girl, her head was covered with cold sweat and her face was pale, but she gritted her teeth and didn't say a word.

After the battle, the Night Elves Druid and Tina Moonlight and the High Elf Bard Arcadia. Yous, plus the three caravan members with healing abilities, such as Nizi Serena *Bloodfeather, who only knows superficial healing spells, have become the busiest members of the entire caravan, running back and forth without touching the ground in a few steps.

After looking at the goblin caravan after a hard battle, Old Tang frowned for a moment, and then commanded in a low voice.

"We must evacuate this area immediately in case those trolls come back with all their men to avenge us!"

"And Tina, turn into a cheetah and scout a hundred meters ahead to clear the way for the caravan. Head north! Leave the signpost and come back immediately to inform me if there is any trouble! The Night Elf Druid glanced at Old Tang, nodded and ran towards the north of the jungle, turning into a black nightblade leopard as he ran, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes with a few jumps.

"Moragusa, you walk at the end of the line to sweep away the traces of our march, you should know how to avoid us being tracked by the trolls' voodoo spells!"

"Don't worry, big man. I've dealt with these stinking trolls more than you can imagine! The High Elf Spellbreaker stroked his chest like Old Tang and performed a High Elf etiquette, and then walked towards the end of the line. Along the way, the body of each team member was constantly probed, trying to find out if there were any tracking spells left behind by the troll witch doctor.

"Little Nizi, you and the 'wet man' stay in the middle of the team to take care of the wounded, don't let their injuries worsen!" Seeing that Xiao Nizi nodded to herself, even the High Elf Bard, who was usually a little frivolous and prodigal, accepted it with a stern face at this moment, and Old Tang turned his head slightly and continued to command.

"Milhouse, O*Gar and I will place all the wounded on the consignment of the Kodomon. Time is pressing, we need to speed up! Golden Fang and the profiteer, you two pick up a few troll spears to make a stretcher, be quick! ”

"As for you, idiot dwarf! Stay by the side of the brute horn honestly! If you dare to make a move, I will slaughter you with my own hands! ”

The caravan moved quickly under the assignment of Old Don, Milhouse used the power of the arcane law to make several seriously injured float up, and gently landed on the luggage rack of the Kodo Beast, Old Tang and the ogre hurriedly stepped forward and fixed a few people with ropes to prevent several wounded from being thrown down by the Kodo Beast during the march, and the wound was involved and the wound collapsed again. Even the troll headhunter who had just had his arm stitched up gritted his teeth and insisted on helping the Golden Tooth and the goblin profiteer make a simple stretcher.

After a few moments, the caravan set off again, quickly leaving the battlefield full of the smell of blood, and speeding along the deliberately left guidance trails of the druids.

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Swift all the way, overcoming obstacles. For an afternoon, the caravan continued to move through the jungle in a silent and oppressive atmosphere, constantly moving away from the battlefield where the trolls were fighting. The Night Elf Druids, who served as scouts, finally found a fairly open camp in the jungle in the evening, just before sunset. After meeting the people, the caravan began to set up camp in the area. Tonight, the caravan will recuperate in this somewhat secluded place, relieving the fatigue of the day's battle.

After the wounded were properly placed, Old Don was in front of the frost-covered dwarf hunter Karui Copper. The paranoid man who had dragged the caravan into trouble and danger this afternoon because of his idiotic actions, was now sitting by the fire with a look of chagrin, constantly tugging at his beard, which he cherished in his daily life.

In the surprised eyes of everyone in the caravan, Old Tang who stepped forward grabbed the dwarf's chain mail by the neck and carried him into the air and slammed it into the trunk of a thick tree, and the uncle who smashed it shook for a while! And the dwarf hunter almost lost his breath because of this, his eyes were white, and his hands and feet kept struggling to try to get Old Tang to let go. But Old Tang's right hand held him firmly like an iron tong, and he didn't move.

The dwarf's pet companion, the red-skinned gorilla, saw that his owner had been attacked, and immediately stood up from the side and ran towards Old Tang to rescue his master. It's a pity that it was whipped away by a brute horn tail before it was halfway through, and it didn't get up for half a day. But by the time it had recovered its strength, the brute horn was already standing in front of it, its huge left front hoof trampling it deadly, its blood-red eyes like copper bells staring viciously at the red-skinned gorilla that was protecting its heart, and its mouth continued to let out a low growl of menace.

And Old Tang didn't care about the episode that happened behind him at all. At this moment, he was holding the dwarf hunter tightly with one hand, and he was angrily yelling at Karui Copper:

"You idiot! Boar people are a hundred times smarter than you! Do you know what a fatal mistake you made today? Did you know that you almost put the caravan in a desperate situation today! Rise? ”

Old Tang became even more angry as he spoke, and his free left hand punched the brain-dead dwarf in the stomach. If it weren't for the fact that dwarves are also a race with tough skin and strong flesh, this punch could have killed a dwarven hunter, and even then this punch almost caused Karui to squirt out a mouthful of blood.

"Is your head full of mush? Can't tell the priorities? Paranoia Paranoia! Don't prevaricate me with this! Don't you even have the slightest self-control? Rise? ”

Several caravan members who had just been stunned by the accident, after seeing that Old Tang had moved the real fire and woke up from his stupor, several uninjured men, including the ogre O*Gal and the two High Elves, stepped forward and grabbed Old Tang and shouted, "Calm down, big guy!" "Don't be angry with Goode!" In this case, try to get Old Don to let go of the dwarven hunter who was almost unconscious after being beaten. Even the kobold, Goldtooth and Milhouse*Manastorm, the two diminutive spellcasters, hurried forward and hugged Don's thighs so hard.

"Get out of the way!" Old Tang, who was hugged by everyone, shook his arms and threw away all the teammates who were hanging all over his body, and strode to the side of several wounded people who were placed on the side, and knelt on the ground, grabbed Kalu * copper and iron hair, and made him raise his head to look at the miserable appearance of several wounded at this time.

"You open my eyes and watch them well! They are your teammates! The harm they have suffered today, the miserable appearance they have now, is all due to you! Keep your dog's eyes open! Remember this scene for me! For a piece of broken ore, you almost cost them their lives! You brainless maggot! Use your boar-man brain before you do it! Don't let your friends and teammates get involved! ”

Old Don's angry reprimand resounded through the woodland.

The reason why Old Tang was so angry was not because he had never seen casualties, nor because he had never seen his comrades lose their lives. What battles and battles have Old Don experienced in Kalimdor's bloody battle with centaurs for many years are far more tragic than this! But Don couldn't stand the unnecessary casualties that an idiot's actions brought to his teammates! The dwarven hunter's idiot table today completely ignited the anger of Old Tang!

"Ahem, did the big guy Goud let him go first, he is my employee after all, and we are still ......" The goblin profiteer looked at the angry old Tang, and said with some hesitation. But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Old Tang's angry shouts.

"Shut up, goblins! I don't care what contract you negotiate with him and what conditions are listed, profiteer! If you still want to make it safe, kick him out of the team! From now on, the convoy is now up to me! I'm up to me when it comes to the safety of the caravan! You don't have the right to meddle! ”

At this moment, the angry old Tang's arrogant bull temper came up, and no matter who intervened, even if it was his employer, he would scold as soon as he opened his mouth, and he didn't care whether it would make people unable to get off the stage.

"Ahem... Cough... Goode, let go... Let go of the dwarf... Cough... For my sake... For my sake... I owe him my life, Goode... Give him one more time... One chance! The dying human swordsman Vacy Lev struggled to get up and panted and said to Old Don with difficulty, despite such an action, the wound on his right chest broke again, and the demonic cloth bandage was soaked in thick blood. The druid and Tina Moonlight on the side hurriedly stepped forward to hold him down and help him lie down. Natural energy is constantly gathering in his hands to heal the wounds of human swordsmen.

The swordsman's words made Old Tang stunned for a moment, and after a moment Old Tang let go of the hand holding down the dwarf hunter, ignoring the pitiful appearance of Karui Copper's greedy breathing at the moment. Old Tang, who was awake from his rage, crouched down and said in a deep voice in the ear of the human swordsman:

"I'm sorry, swordsman. I'm sorry, I respect your friendship, but I need to be responsible for my fellows! I can't tolerate a guy on my team who is like a goblin bomb that could go off at any moment. You're a good teammate, swordsman. It's a pity he's not! I tolerate him at most until you regain your health, work! Until then he was part of the caravan, but after that, I had to expel him! I hope you understand, Swordsman! And you're going to get better! Mother Earth will protect you! ”

After Old Tang gave the human swordsman Huaxi Lev an explanation, he turned around and stared at Karui Tongtie, who had eased his complexion, viciously and said word by word:

"You have a good brother, idiot dwarf! It's your luck, and indeed his misfortune! If you still consider him a friend, if you still cherish this friendship, get rid of your paranoia, Karui Copper! Otherwise, one day you will regret it! ”

"I'll allow you to stay in this team until the swordsman recovers, but! But if you're committing an idiotic act like today! I'll kill you with my own hands before you do! Trust me, I never break my word! ”

With that, Old Don stood up and took the hand of the little girl Serena *Bloodfeather and walked to his tent.

There was silence in the camp, except for the "crackling" sound of dry wood from the fire.

The night is quiet.

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7400+Zhige, I'm very kind...

Today the computer is rebooting...... Half of the words were not saved~~~ so the update was late. Forgive me, this turtle is still using notepad code words~~~ At the beginning, I used word to typeset and called a scum... I couldn't stand it anymore, so I changed the notepad... The result is so unimpressive. I'm going to re-examine the typography of Word tomorrow morning... Strive not to make the same mistakes.

Also, in recent book reviews, there are always people who say that I am obsessed with adventure. I would like to say a few words on this subject. It's not that my style has changed to adventure, but when I first set the outline and context of this book, it was about strength development and army battles. Only the second volume is an adventure volume. First, because adventure is also one of the elements that we are most familiar with, it may be that I am too ambitious to describe a complete Azeroth as much as possible, so I can't give up this part.

The background of the Second Eastern Kingdom at this time can only tolerate the protagonist traveling as an adventurer. At this time, natural disasters have not yet broken out, and everyone should know the strength of the Seven Kingdoms of the Human Race, not to mention it. And the orc war hasn't been long ago.,If the protagonist is leading the troops at this time.,I think waiting for the protagonist is definitely not an olive branch but a musket and a sword.。 In addition, the Minotaur is recuperating, and it is unrealistic to send troops to accompany the protagonist to travel to the Eastern Continent, and there is no excuse. Except for the protagonist, no one in the Minotaur knew that the Eastern Kingdom was about to break out of the undead natural disaster, and leading the troops on the expedition should not be this place but a bleak place.

The history of the Third Eastern Kingdom is truly spectacular, and I must see it. Seeing Arthas, who had not become the Lich King, was just this chance.

Having said so much, I hope that everyone can consider the actual ~~~ Although it is a novel, I can't write too yy, otherwise I am insulting your IQ~~, right~?