Although the one-eared leader saw the pale cyan afterimage, he couldn't react as much as he had been. The pale cyan bullet hit the tip of the staff almost the moment it broke through the green ball.

Bite......

With a crisp sound, in the surprised eyes of the one-eared leader, the emerald on the top of the staff began to crack, and finally turned into countless fragments and scattered, and the pale cyan shadow finally revealed its true face, a bullet that exuded the aura of the wind element.

At the same time as the wand gem shattered, a pale green shockwave began to spread.

The Cockscomb Chief screamed and jumped into the distance with a big jump. But their guards weren't so lucky, and the moment the green shockwave swept across their bodies, they collapsed to the ground, leaving only a troll skin wrapped in foul-colored venom.

"Bastard, you actually ruined my staff." Monaural emitted a layer of green light, and the green shockwave did not affect him in any way.

When the one-eared leader saw his men running towards the forest, he no longer hesitated to run as well, ignoring the explosion of the iron grenade.

"Epic!"

Brad slowly put away his shotgun on Washington's back.

"Don't chase it, let's go back."

Brad's clear voice resounded throughout the battlefield, and the air force, which had received the order, did not hesitate at all, gave up the pursuit, and flew after Washington towards Zumashal. The trees of Dharon Mill were thick and tall, with extremely luxuriant foliage, the tallest of which was nearly a hundred yards, and after the trolls hid in the forest, the Alliance's air force also lost its target, and there was no way to catch up.

Deep in the Daron Mill Forest, the cockscomb slammed into the tree beside him. The big trees shook for a while, and the dead branches and leaves fell one after another, which looked particularly depressed.

The one-eared leader, who was resting on another tree, opened his green eyes. In his unique hoarse voice, he asked, "Have the casualties been counted?" ”

The cockscomb untied a skin bag from his waist, pulled out the stopper and poured a few mouthfuls of water fiercely, before he said depressedly: "The statistics are out." The first explosion killed and injured more than 13,600 people, most of them dead and a few seriously injured. The enemy's air force inflicted more than 6,500 casualties, mostly seriously wounded and a few killed. ”

"They didn't clean the battlefield. Obviously to add a burden to us, this cunning human being. The one-eared leader was also depressed, knowing his purpose. But he had to do what the other party wanted. Their army of trolls was also made up of many tribes, and after a single blow, the morale was obviously lacking, and if he decided to leave the injured trolls behind, the morale of the army would immediately disperse.

But if you take a few thousand seriously wounded with you, it will affect their marching speed. It will give humans more time to prepare. He had never dared to wonder if the trolls had been killed, and he was desperate for an answer.

If he didn't bring the seriously wounded, he would have to divide enough troops to defend him, and the coalition would be weakened, and either situation would be what he wanted.

Two and a half days later, when the troll army reached the valley, the Alliance's troops had already set up defenses at the mouth of the valley, considering the strange toxin skills of the one-eared leader. Brad removed the sentry in the middle of the high slope as well, and nearly sixty cannons were placed at the mouth of the valley.

The paladins lined up in a neat phalanx, carrying shotguns distributed by Brad. Embattled.

Human forging is second only to dwarves, and paladins are the most elite troops formed by humans, and paladins above the fourth rank are all dressed in golden full-body plate armor of the excellent level. Below the fourth order was a shining golden scale armor. The weapons in his hands are all of a sophisticated level, and they can be said to be armed to the teeth.

Compared to the Paladin, the troll army is like a bunch of beggars, and there is no uniform attire. The style of leather armor is not only strange, but the workmanship is also terrible. But with the unique secret techniques of the troll clan, most of these equipment are also sophisticated. However, their weapons are extremely crude, and even the spears on the backs of some trolls are made of hard wood.

One side of the two sides can use the Holy Light to heal the wounds, and the other side is physically strong and has an amazing ability to recover, and the battle between the two sides will be extremely difficult.

Looking at the slowly approaching army of trolls, Blake said to Brad excitedly: "Deputy Marshal, are those iron grenades left, I will lead someone to blow them up in the sky." ”

Brad was full of black lines, and said helplessly: "I have tens of thousands of grenades in reserve, and that battle will be used up at once." Besides, it was all money at that moment, and I still have a toothache now. ”

Blake took a sip of wine, wiped his beard, smiled, and said, "In that case, I'll go back to the team and stand by." ”

Brad nodded, saw the troll slowly approaching this way, waved his hand and said, "Artillery ready, rolling stone ready." ”

Walking at the front of the team, he looked at Brad in Taniguchi with green eyes, and asked through gritted teeth, "Damn invader, how are our people?" ”

Brad's eyes were like swords, and he said slowly, "No, aren't they just up there?" ”

With Brad's words, on the top of the hill on both sides of the valley mouth, several air force officers pulled the huge sails open, and piles of bloody troll heads were piled on top of each other, looking extremely terrifying.

The trolls below looked at the mountaintop's mountain-like heads, and their bodies exploded. Although they are far away, they should still clearly see the expressions of fear or despair or resentment or unwillingness on their heads, and their hearts are about to bleed, including their parents and their children.

Brad's heart is still calm, the war of races is so cruel. Just as trolls capture humans and elves as sacrifices and food, humans don't cook them, but they don't have mercy. Thousands of years of hatred between humans, elves, and trolls have been ingrained in their bones, and for thousands of years, humans and trolls have had too much blood in each other's hands, and only the complete destruction of one can end this millennia-old feud.

Seeing that the trolls had become angry, he knew that his plan had succeeded in the first step, but he felt even more pressure. He knew that the next battle would be extremely difficult, and that he would pay a considerable price in the face of the crazy trolls who looked at death as if they were at home.

The one-eared leader trembled as he held the new staff in his hand, his lips biting out blood, and he said to Brad word by word: "Human, I will eat your flesh and drink your blood." He had no way out, the eyes of the trolls behind him had turned blood-red, and if it weren't for his might, they would have rushed towards the human position. This battle is inevitable.

With a spear in one hand, the Cockscomb Chief slowly pointed at the human position and roared, "Troll hunter, kill!" ”

"Kill!"

Hearing the chief's order, the 10,000 troll hunters in the troll army array shouted with spears in hand and rushed towards the human position. The high slope is not too wide, and it can't accommodate a military formation of 10,000 people at once, so it can only be scattered like a paladin and run towards the high slope.

But the paladins had Goron in the lead, and no one stopped them at all, and they rushed forward smoothly, while the trolls were different, how could humans easily let them go.

"The first row of artillery, put. The second platoon of artillery was prepared. "Ferdin's methodical command.

Boom Boom Boom ......

More than a dozen cannons roared in unison, and heavy shells exploded in the troll horde. Suddenly, severed limbs and stumps flew sideways, flesh and blood splattered, and only nine cannonballs exploded in the vacuum belt of the troll army. But the troll, who had fallen into madness, ignored the death of his companion and ran quickly towards the high slope with the corpse of his companion.

"Second row of artillery, put. The third row prepares, and the first row cools down. ”

Boom Boom Boom ......

The fierce artillery fire continued to roar, and countless trolls were not afraid of death, and still rushed forward to the high slope. After four waves of artillery fire, finally a troll began to set foot on the high slope.

"Rolling stones, ready, put." Varian's voice trembled, and he was thrilled to be appointed by Brad to manage the Rolling Stones, and he was finally no longer a creep, but a commander, though he could mobilize fewer than a hundred.

Thundered......

The rolling stones, more than two yards in diameter, rolled downward like thunder, accelerating with the force of the downhill.

The human paladins lined up with shotguns at Taniguchi and on the top of Taniguchi, and Gianna, Ronin, and Arthas each received a hundred men.

The mages stood at the back of Taniguchi's paladin team, their faces solemn, ready to cast spells.

The trolls simply couldn't rush up, and the high slope and the high slope were paved with the corpses of the trolls for a stretch of flesh and blood. Especially those heavy rolling stones, with the help of the inertia of rolling down, are simply not something that human beings can resist. Trolls are injured when they are hit, and they die when they are knocked on.

The alliance army saw the trolls rushing frantically in Taniguchi, not putting personal life and death in their eyes at all, and they couldn't help but have a trace of respect in their hearts, but respect is respect, they will definitely not be soft.

Massacre, this is a massacre.

The roar of the cannons, the tremor of the rolling stones, and the frantic shouts of the trolls constantly echoed on the battlefield.

For the average person, two hours is fast. But for the trolls, it was a great torture, and I was extremely resentful to watch my fellow clansmen rush to death one after another. Of the 10,000 trolls, very few survived, and the blood, broken bones, stumps, and internal organs of the high slope were all over the ground to become a real flesh and blood corridor.

The one-eared leader burst into tears and suddenly fell to his knees. Behind him, a dozen priests also knelt down, and large ancient and obscure incantations came out of their mouths,

"O great bear spirit, accept the blood sacrifice of your most devout disciples, and reflect my call."

With the desolate words of the One-Eared Leader, the blood of the entire flesh corridor began to boil, and the blood mist rose.

A huge giant bear phantom composed of blood light appeared, and it roared in the sky, and the huge pressure continued to spread with his roar.

Even Brad and Fording felt very small in front of the bear, and the other soldiers were all pale.

"Summon, demigod?" Ferding muttered uncertainly...... (To be continued......)