Chapter 119: The Battle of the Frost (1)

Rook - A descendant of the Frost Trolls, he took part in an unprecedented project to command all the troll races, and for this sacred plan, he led all the young trolls of his tribe out of the far north of Vitan. In the bloody battle www.biquge.info the Northland, half of his warriors were lost, and then he traveled to the western province of Violet, and there were few people left to follow him, but he still did not hesitate to respond to the call of the commander of the troll army and attack the Duolong Pass.

As the tribal leader of the Frost Troll line, Rook also serves as the general of the Troll Legion.

When he gave the order to enter the Dolong Pass, his trolls marched forward with generosity without fear.

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The flames of war were ignited.

For Rook, the flames of war have not been extinguished since he stepped out of the Arctic Cold, but it was all worth it.

With the black fog of war of the trolls, the collision of multiple parties begins!

How many years.

Rook vividly remembered the day when he succeeded the patriarch, in the ancestral land, he saw countless ancestors rushing forward to attack the cold lands, constantly sacrificing themselves on the road to liberate the trolls.

For as long as Rook can remember, he has been faced with a white, extremely cold place. In the ancient legend of their clan, beyond the extreme cold is the warm spring flowers, the fertile and beautiful black soil, where there are indescribable prey, there is the warmest environment...... And the trolls were once the masters of the earth, their footprints are all over the continent, and their ancestors ruled all the races in this world.

Trolls, once the lord of the world!

But Rook didn't expect that one day he would have the opportunity to get out of the extreme cold land, out of that barren and harsh extreme cold land, although he walked out of the extreme cold in this form, but when he thought of the plan he participated in, he did not hesitate to respond to the call.

This is an opportunity!

It may also be the troll's only chance.

"Hoo ......"

Rook sighed.

Nearly three meters tall, he looked burly and majestic, and his dark blue skin symbolized the frost power of the frost troll clan, and he was dressed in animal skin, and dense scars could be clearly seen from his naked body, and this troll general in his prime looked very tired.

The trolls are proud.

Pride means chaos, because no one is convinced of the other.

But it is precisely this pride and confusion that has kept their ancestors trapped in the extreme cold for generations, unable to take a single step.

Rook understands that this is an opportunity.

And they are the pioneers of the troll clan.

Civilization fell apart and fell into barbarianism, but the pride in the trolls' bones is still there, and Rook, as one of the few trolls who likes to think, understands a truth deeply.

The future must be created by itself.

If it weren't for the humans who defeated the trolls, the orcs, and the elves, they would not have been able to build such a glorious civilization in the end.

The trolls have lost their civilization, but they can forge the future of trolls with blood and death! Rook will be with them! This troll general in the prime of life has been fighting on the front lines!

Until it falls, the trolls' courage will never die!

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On the other side of the Dolong Pass.

Wang Xiaotian's figure appeared in front of the orc.

He couldn't help frowning as he stared at the blackened outcasts in front of him, and then his gaze turned to the ranks of nobles in front of him.

You must know that this battle of Doron can be said to be a battle of the political pattern, and it is also a battle related to their fate.

And this Duolong Pass is narrow, and these refugees rushed in, almost completely blocking the entire pass.

But on the other side of the pass, under the fog of war, the trolls are still frantically driving the refugees into the Doron Pass.

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"Ridiculous!" Viscount Ron sneered faintly at the moment, "These trolls don't think these untouchables can break through our defenses!"

"In my opinion, this is a ploy by the trolls to disrupt our defenses, Brother Camo, I authorize you to kill all these untouchables who interfere with the war!"

Ron said casually to one of the orcs beside him, but the cold words were staggering.

And the half-orc named "Kamo" frowned when he heard this, he looked at Viscount Ron, as if nothing happened, his face sank, and he said in a deep voice: "Viscount Ron, there are nearly 10,000 homeless people here, do we want to kill them all?!"

"Why not. Ron replied quietly.

"Lord Viscount, in my opinion, these ordinary humans don't have a big effect, don't waste our war resources before the war, we can arrange for the soldiers to move away, aren't the orcs over there okay, we can let the orcs go out to defend the line and guide the homeless people over one by one. ”

Camo said calmly.

"Hmm...... So do it!"

Ron chuckled and said to Camo with a smirk.

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"Hiss......" Wang Xiaotian secretly complained in his heart, what is this called.

This half-orc is not a good thing, that Viscount Ron asked them to kill the outcasts, ostensibly for the sake of overall stability, in fact, it is a big taboo to know that an alien race wantonly slaughters humans, even if these humans are untouchables that the nobles don't care about.

So, the orc threw the ball to the orc.

You know, the flames of war have been ignited.

The current Doron Fortress is surrounded by human nobles who have built defenses on one side, and troll legions shrouded in the fog of war on the other.

Now put the orcs in to collect the refugees, in case it is not handled well, it will delay the fighters, and no one knows when the trolls will attack, and when the human nobles cut off the back road of the orcs, the orcs will really become cannon fodder in the middle.

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With a sneer, Viscount Ron smiled and gave this order to Wang Xiaotian.

In fact, when the orcs watched the major nobles chase interests like mad dogs in the posture of watching the play, these "decent" nobles had long wanted to kill Wang Xiaotian and them.

"Good!"

At the same time, Wang Xiaotian said to Toure quietly.

"Toure, you go and tell Red and Duru to go in and appease the homeless, and guide the homeless people to the rear of the defense line in batches, but when the homeless people are restless, or when they suffer an accident, it is allowed to use force, and it is allowed to use runes to arm all the powers below the [Ultimate Strike]!

"But, remember, we must recite the humanitarian aid words to the refugees and let them know that we are on the right side, otherwise they are not allowed to do it!"

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"Hehe," Red and Druux, with strange smiles on their faces and excitement in their eyes, excitedly led their men through the human aristocratic defense line and towards the pass.

In the late autumn, in front of the desolate and barren Dolon Mountains, the black oppression, the heads of the people were staggering, these ragged refugees were dumb-eyed, and they were numbly pushing forward, after so many days of driving by the trolls, these people's psychology was under great pressure, and they could collapse at any time.

This time, they were driven by the trolls into this small hole in the Doron Mountains.

No one knows what awaits them on the other side of the mouth.

But the refugees were still numb to the influx, because, before that, they had been driven by the trolls, who had filled the moat of the town with their corpses, who had fed the trolls' feeders with their lives, who had been driven by the trolls, who had walked numbly on the ground.

What else is there that they can't accept!

Several burly men in gray armor were wrapped in a glowing rune-green light and stepped from the distant defense line, their heavy steps as heavy as meteorites. And those burly figures were extremely fast, and they came to the front of the refugee group in an instant.

As the figures of those burly men became clear, the refugee group also stirred, because those burly men in strange armor were not human beings at all.

Their hideous fangs, or their horns, and their strange tails...... All show that these big men are orcs.

Before the refugees could react, there was movement in the rear.

In the eyes of countless refugees, behind those heavy armored orcs, the orc army surged up like a tide.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, a pitch-black battle axe wrapped in fierce evil qi fell from the sky, the raging evil qi, and the huge crack smashed by the giant axe were terrifying, followed by a mastiff man in pitch black battle armor, and the hideous face exuded suffocating pressure.

Heavy footsteps sounded, the sound of armor colliding with metal, and the sound of blades unsheathed, intertwined.

The refugees saw a scene they would never forget: countless orcs dressed in equipment that exuded the power of runes, appeared in patches.

"Kill!"

There was a low roar, and there was movement in the refugee crowd.

Several strange shadows wriggled and rushed towards the orc army from among the refugees, and some magical light shone among the refugees, and some humans instantly turned into hideous trolls, and huge weapons immediately appeared in their hands, fiercely rushing towards the Ink Blade Army.

This immediately alarmed the orc forces that were rushing towards the refugees, but to the trolls' surprise, instead of slowing down to get away, the orcs moved closer and faster to the trolls.

At the same time, the armor on the heavy infantry squad in front began to bloom with green rune light, and in the rear, the light of the rune weapons began to light up, and the surrounding air rune weapons shone with scorching brilliance.

In the face of this sudden attack, the Ink Blade Army did not seem to panic, worthy of the name of elite, and the rune armament entered the battle state almost at the same time.

Among the heavy infantry at the forefront, Red, wearing the "Bite of the Wild" suit, strode forward to meet the attacking trolls.

In the face of the enemy's attack, Red only used the [Rampage] skill of the Wild Bite Set slightly, causing a violent shockwave, and then he laughed and shouted, "We are the righteous people's army, uphold the spirit of humanitarianism, take in innocent refugees, and give righteous sanctions to the evil troll army......"

"Kill!" the blades in the shadow trolls' hands flashed and stabbed at Red.

As scouts of the Troll Legion, Shadow Trolls are naturally shadow-soluble and natural wanderers, whose ancestors can be traced back to the "Shadow King", "Ruler of Darkness", and "Astral Whisperer" - Kakarolla.

"Boom!"

With two violent explosions in a row, the "Fanged Blade" in Red's hand erupted with a strong rune power, and several shadow trolls were knocked away under the shock of the fighting spirit. Then, he shook his head and continued to shout: "Please be rational and follow order, we of the Greystone Alliance uphold the principle of justice and fraternity, and will never leave any poor civilians behind......"

At this moment, several trolls hiding in the crowd suddenly transformed, and their huge bodies flexibly rushed towards Red.

They are "jungle trolls", they are naturally good at stealing, they also hold many tasks in the troll army, and unlike their "bone-crushing warriors", they are not cannon fodder as "brutal soul hunters" who can shapeshift, but are truly elite.

In an instant, at least a dozen bronze-level "Brutal Soul Hunters" suddenly grew larger and smashed towards Red.

"Bang!" "Poof!"

Red is not a vegetarian, and the silver-level combat consciousness is not a joke, his figure sensitively dodged a few attacks, and at the same time, his body slammed into a few, the sharp blade in his hand slashed, blood splashed, and he shouted without changing his face: " In order to prevent the destruction of the world, to protect the peace of the world, and to carry out love and true humanitarian relief, we in the Greystone Alliance will take active action to save the victims, and we will work hard to carry out rescue work in the cruel war, but any behavior that disrupts the order of rescue will become the object of our pressure......"

And in the distance, watching Red recite the humanitarian rescue words while fighting fiercely, Duru felt that the whole person was not good.

"Damn, Red, how long are you going to carry this!" "Duru couldn't wait to shout loudly, "grandma, we're orcs of the Greystone Alliance, we're here to save you!"

Duru shouted directly and rudely at the refugees, and at the same time, pulled out the tomahawk stuck in the ground and rushed forward.

Suddenly, the orcs behind Duru couldn't wait to draw their weapons and rush into the battlefield, as if they were not an army participating in the battle, but a group of robbers who were about to rob.

Shouting to kill the heavens, the runes were shocked, and the power of the runes directly detonated this area.

The elite warriors of the Ink Blade Army, armed with various powerful runes in small teams, poured into the crowd like a carnival, and the explosion of the power of the runes resounded through the Duolong Pass.

"Duru, you kid is not kind!" Red shouted angrily, he wanted to play for a while, but Duru went straight to work.

While shouting, Red couldn't wait to wield the "Fanged Blade" to slash those trolls.

All of the Inkblade orcs rushed at the somewhat confused trolls as if they were participating in a carnival, and some of the squads even rushed to attack the trolls as if they were fighting for food.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!" ......

One after another dark arrows were shot by Tucci, his little mouse eyes flashed with excitement, and Tucci muttered, "Hehe, watch me them secretly in the back!"

While Tucci couldn't wait to shoot his prey, Duroux and Red couldn't wait.

The troll warriors rushed in from all directions, facing the thunderous force of the orc legions with commendable bravery, and a high-ranking troll shouted: "Shadow hidden, shadow hidden, brutal soul hunter pulled up the line, break through, open the gap in the Dorong Pass!"

With the order of this high-level troll, the shadow trolls retracted into the shadows one after another, and now, the orcs killed harder, after all, the prey began to decrease!

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"Nourish...... Poof!"

At this time, the shadows in the crowd surged, and a small figure appeared, holding a dagger in his hand, and easily stabbed into a shadow troll hiding in the shadows.

He's Bill, and as the Scout Captain, he can easily kill these hidden trolls with the "Scout Glasses".

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Wang Xiaotian stood on the defensive line in the distance, looking at this group of "humanitarian rescue teams" with twitching eyes out of the corners.

When he saw Toure beside him, his eyes were faintly excited, Wang Xiaotian was completely speechless.

"This is different from what I thought......" Wang Xiaotian grabbed his hair and wailed helplessly.

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In fact, this war that has gone down in history was fought in the almost hilarious situation of the Greystone Alliance.