Chapter 234: Success

Thick smoke billowed into the cave, and it didn't take long for more than a dozen forest goblins to rush out of the cave, tears and snot all over their faces, and they kept coughing, making people can't help but feel like their hearts and lungs are split. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Some of the members of the vanguard army who were slave hunters and were ecstatic to see their prey thrown into the snare immediately stepped forward to capture the goblins who had been forced out of the smoke on the spot.

Knock out their weapons, tie the goblin's hands behind their back with a rope, take the goblin away like a dog, and if anyone dares to resist, don't hesitate to swing the sword and kill them on the spot.

The bloody slaughter shocked the goblins who breathed the fresh air, and their taming of the strong stemmed from the nature of the weak. Coupled with the fact that there were fierce-faced humans everywhere, the number of which had already surpassed that of the entire tribe, and in the face of the absolute gap, these goblins were on their knees.

After waiting for a long time without moving, Commander Emi Virgo couldn't help but look around left and right, "Be vigilant! There must be other exits to the goblin lair, these vengeful creatures will attack at any time." ”

As he spoke, the "Demon Catapult Shooter" looked sideways at the Blood Baron, only to see him nod slightly, with an approving expression on his face, and knew that his guess was correct.

The members of the vanguard army are all slave hunters, and they are very alert to danger, and they didn't think much of it just now, but after being reminded by the commander, they immediately formed a formation and cleared their sidearms to the outside world.

At the same time, a little further from the entrance to the cave, a large group of forest goblins, surrounded by a ten-foot-tall troll, left through the third exit of the lair, a little smoked, and their noses were a little uncomfortable.

The "chief" led by this forest goblin tribe, with a shy belly, pushed away the guards supporting it with anger on his face, and let out a sharp voice. Obviously, it was very unhappy that it was forced to leave the lair because of the smoke, but the number of enemies was relatively large, and the "Chief" was not sure of victory.

Therefore, the forest goblins turned their attention to the trolls who had been feeding them for many years, and this ten-foot-tall inferior creature was forced to choose to self-exile due to old age and frailty, until it was "recruited" by this goblin tribe with food, eliminating the need to spend most of its time hunting every day in order to fill its stomach.

As a result, the older trolls had more time to hone their fighting skills, and through good quality sleep, they came into contact with the nature spirits of the forest and comprehended a few shallow spells.

Seeing the eyes of the "subjects", the trolls knew that there was going to be a war. It raises its thorn-wrapped log stick and first "blesses nature" on itself.

I saw a dark green aura flashing on the giant stick in its hand, and in the blink of an eye, the ogre's dark gray skin was coated with a chameleon-like camouflage, and the ugly face full of lumps and tumors also appeared grass green stripes.

Despite seeing it many times, the forest goblins still rejoiced in the trolls' spells, letting out suppressed cheers one after another—to avoid revealing their location.

With a protective color, the old trolls gently swiped the back of his left hand with a giant stick, and the thorns wrapped around it cut through the skin and stained it with a little fishy blood.

"Whew!" After taking a deep breath, it once again raised the arm-thick wooden "staff" and used the blood on it to perform "bloodlust" on itself!

The blood on all the thorns entangled in the giant stick evaporated in an instant, and at the same time, a thin layer of blood light enveloped the ogre's whole body, its body swelled up like a blow, and the loose yellow teeth that were exposed by the grin became even sharper.

When the "chief" of the forest goblins saw this, he knew that the "giant beast" supported by the tribe was ready for war, raised the scepter in his hand, and slammed it on the ground.

"Oh...... Charge, win, eat meat. ”

The surrounding goblins responded immediately, raising their weapons and letting out all sorts of weird laughs, as if they had victory in their hands.

The trolls, who had grown to twelve feet tall and stepped into the siege-level war behemoth, brandished the giant stick staff in their hands and rushed towards the first entrance and exit of the cave.

The rest of the forest goblins, inspired and confident, followed them with a shout, not daring to be faster than the trolls, fearing that they would be attacked by the enemy's fire, and did not dare to slow down, fearing that their compatriots behind them would not be able to restrain themselves and trample them to the ground.

Because of this, the vanguard of the slave hunters, who had just been reminded by Commander Amy Virgo, had switched into a defensive counterattack formation, and soon found themselves escaping from the caves, avoiding the smoke tactics of the forest goblins, and launching a ridiculous attack without formation under the leadership of a "behemoth".

After a long battle, some of the people were nervously sweating their palms, and most of the members licked their lips excitedly, and their Adam's apple slid up and down, as if they were devouring something.

"The shooters in the team are free to play, and the mutated trolls are handed over to me!"

At the critical moment, Vladimir, the Baron of the Blood, stepped forward, kicked up with his feet in the air, broke away from the formation of the vanguard army, and suspended in mid-air, the soul lamp flying between his hands.

The souls of the two goblin sentinels that he had sucked up earlier were released by him at this time, turning into two blue-black rays and shooting towards the trolls who were striding not far away.

The troll, who is cunning and has a lot of combat experience, saw the appearance of the dementor Vladimir in the way of Xuanhe, so he alerted his opponent for the next move, and when he saw him make a strange attack, he immediately erected the giant stick staff and turned sideways to reduce the area of the attack.

Perhaps because the soul power of the goblin sentinels was not enough, the two spirit snatching rays spontaneously deflected to the "henchmen" beside the trolls after they hit, and in the blink of an eye, they pierced through three or four forest goblins and severely damaged them on the spot.

At the same time, the pulling power of the Dementor Lamp increased rapidly, affecting all trolls in their heyday, not to mention the injured forest goblins. The wisps of soul were forcibly pulled out, and the speed was fast but flowing into the soul lamp.

The cunning trolls of "Ang ......" found that their opponents were not stronger than him, but had an overwhelming advantage, and was about to crash into the human formation, but the henchmen around him were killed by the stray arrows one by one, roared angrily, and then swung the giant stick staff and threw it out as a weapon for long-range attacks, trying to open the way to victory for his subjects.

Surprisingly, the vanguard army of slave hunters, with a keen sense of danger, noticed the slightest sign of something wrong, and either squatted or knelt, or even lay on the ground, just to avoid the siege trolls' throwing sticks.

When the forest goblins found that the human shooters had stopped attacking, they thought it was the work of the "behemoth" they had fed - and they were right, and ran with excitement, and their speed increased to the highest speed.

Unfortunately, the dementor Vladimir had absorbed enough soul power, and his body sank down, unhindering it into the soft ground, unfolding a fifteen-foot radius of life in front of the vanguard formation.

Everywhere there was turquoise phosphorus fire, and the air was filled with a deadly and poisonous plague. The cunning trolls immediately stopped their tracks, but the "followers" continued to rush forward without knowing it, or they already knew that there was danger ahead, but they insisted on rushing over, even using their lives to fill it.

Unfortunately, these forest goblins, who were not smart enough, or who had become tendons after being too smart, breathed in the poisonous and violent plague breath after rushing into the withered land, and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, and their souls were taken away by the soul lamp.

The forest goblins' life-fearing nature has relapsed, and they have spontaneously avoided the dangerous withered lands, diverting from both sides to bypass.

With this obstacle, the hunters in the vanguard army were able to shoot arrows again without any scruples, and at such a close distance, very few arrows missed. Due to the habit of capturing slaves, these were mostly specially made arrowheads smeared with "paralyzing" toxins.

Commander Amy Virgo opened his mouth and pointed: "Be careful! These forest goblins are cannon fodder in the attack on Thorn Ridge Stone Fort, who have they killed to open the way to victory for us?"

Slave hunters agreed with this, and not only arrows, but also their melee weapons began to apply spare paralyzing toxins such as "spider snakes" on the spot.

At this time, the forest goblins had not yet fought, and most of the tribesmen had fallen in the way of the charge. Seeing that the situation is about to be decided, the dementor Vladimir blends into the earth to show that the terrifying withering of life is useless, and even loses the deterrent effect on the trolls, so he immediately dismisses this spell.

When he appeared in front of everyone, the "Soul Lamp" that had risen to a dazzling level of brightness had been fully charged, and the Blood Baron aimed it at the trolls, instantly releasing five soul-snatching rays, but in the middle of it, it turned into a cyan phosphorescent black long knife.

Seeing that it couldn't dodge, the bare-handed old trolls grabbed the henchman next to him and threw it forward, hitting a strange blade that made the hairs on the back of its head stand up, and it was instantly cut in two.

It was really frightened! Holding its head in its hands, it pushed the forest goblin around it and turned to flee in the opposite direction.

Unfortunately, the Blood Baron's attacks are continuous, and once he finds his own rhythm, the enemies who oppose him can only pray that their luck is good enough to avoid the attacks of the Dementor Vladimir in a continuous manner - which is completely unrealistic.

The old trolls only dodged the first wave, and it quickly fell under wave after wave of tidal attacks from the Blood Baron.

The Soul Lantern didn't take its soul, and the siege-level trolls were an added bonus to the cannon fodder search, and not only Commander Amy Virgo was satisfied, but most of the Vanguard were thrilled that they had finally caught a war beast.

The souls of the forest goblins who died were taken by the Dementor Vladimir, and his Dementor lamp was like a bottomless abyss that could never be filled. As for the forest goblins, who were temporarily paralyzed by the venom, they were quickly tamed by the slave hunters by various means, after all, the disobedient ones were "disposed of".

After half an hour of taming, the vanguard had a similar number of cannon fodder, and the siege-level trolls were now also shotguns, with a stout right arm wrapped around a steel chain, and a granite ball with a diameter of two people hastily polished at the other.

The iron helmet covered the troll's head, and the shuttered visor allowed it to breathe freely. The small eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a terrifying essence, endured the transformation of the two-finger-thick plate armor fixed to the front and back of the chest by iron nails.

Commander Amy Virgo watched with satisfaction as the masterpiece was completed in his own hands, and he was now eager to see the knights stationed in the Stone Fort of Thorn Ridge, and how panicked it would be to see this siege-level trolls in view.

"That must be exciting!"