Chapter 153: What Jian Feng refers to

"Are you serious?" Watching as Tommanson gathered the team of two hundred men with ease, Lotherma turned her back and only looked worried at Lanloth.

"Dude, this is the eighth time you've asked me the same question today. Lanlos sighed softly, a 'color' of impatience on his face.

"No, it's just, do you know how many troll troops are stationed in the forest to the south? We can't even hold it, and you still want to take the initiative to attack?" Seeing that Ranross was so indifferent, Lotherma also became anxious. Two hundred lives is not a trivial matter, if Lanlos comes here, then ......

"Don't worry, I'm in control. ”

Patting the other man on the shoulder, Lanlos smiled slightly, and then walked over to Tomanson, who was waiting for orders.

Compared to Lotherma, Tommanson, who had watched Lanloth cooperate with the Ranger General to kill the troll's senior generals, was much more on his own, but his constantly fluttering eyes betrayed his uneasiness.

Like him, the two hundred rangers in front of him, even the 'elites' brought by Aurelia, looked at Lanros with incredible trepidation.

Two hundred people against two thousand people, and they have to launch an active attack, which is simply death!

Magic surged around Lanloth, a breeze blowing the hem of his clothes, and the voice of the 'elf' spirit mage spread far away: "I know what you're thinking. ”

"That's right, a person like me who has not received a formal military education really shouldn't be the commander-in-chief, a young teacher who can only teach in the academy doesn't know what war is at all, how can a person like me command you!"

The whole audience was silent, like a cemetery at night, and the early morning wind was wrapped in a little chill, like a steel needle, piercing deep into everyone's backbone.

Although no one responded, the faces of all the Far Travelers were surprisingly consistent, as if to say......

That's right, that's it!

"But what do you think. Lan Luo smiled, and then 'gloom' at an unbelievable speed, "It has nothing to do with Lao Tzu's fart!"

The thunderous roar instantly ignited the boundless dry forest, and everyone present could feel that an invisible fire was rising and surging in the camp.

Even veterans like Lothema and Haduron frowned fiercely.

"As for whether this operation will send you to death, it shouldn't be your concern, it's me!" Lan Los slapped his chest fiercely, and with the help of amplification, the loud sound like thunder blocked the mouths of all the high-level 'spirits' who wanted to open their mouths to refute.

"And I don't need your trust!"

"You just have to trust your captains, ensigns, and lieutenants, and your bows and arrows and long knives!"

"Even if the next moment is the end of the world, you shouldn't be blind and worry!"

"You are soldiers, warriors of Quel'Thalas!"

"There is only one thing you have to do, and that is to kill every enemy you see!"

"Even if the end is death, remember, killing one is to save the capital, and two is to earn. Even if you bite with your teeth, you have to cut the troll's throat!"

"Got it?!"

I have to say that the spell is really good, and Lanloth's roar thundered in everyone's ears again and again. As if beating the drums of war in their minds, the worries in everyone's hearts were torn to shreds, except for the flames!

"Understood!"

In response to Lanlos, it is a more heart-warming 'exciting', 'exciting' and 'swinging' picture. Looking at the crowd of people who were 'excited' and eager to immediately draw their swords at him, Lan Luos 'revealed' a disdainful and sarcastic smile.

"You know what?" his voice suddenly became muffled, but his magnetic voice was full of harsh harshness.

"I have destroyed the secret stronghold of the trolls in the Eternal Song Forest, Torvasa, those old and sick trolls, but they know what power is better than you. ”

If just now these people were more contemptuous and distrustful of Lanlos, this time, the crowd was truly angry. Looking at the faces that gritted their teeth one by one, Lan Luos smiled: "I'll ask one last time, do you understand?!"

"Understand !!"

Obviously it was only a team of two hundred people, but it forcibly set off a sound 'wave' of substance, and the dust fled in all directions under this wild impact, and the distant travelers who completely vented the fire in their hearts were eager to crush Lanlos with their voices and eyes.

Who said that 'elves' are all girls?

A heartfelt smile flashed across Lanloth's face, and then he nodded heavily at Tomanson, who was obviously also infected by the flames, and with a clean turn, he yelled at the crowd, "All army, go!"

"I didn't expect your set to be really effective. Just as Lanlos turned around, Aurelia appeared in front of him, looking at the soldiers who seemed to be burning like a rainbow, and she rarely 'revealed' her 'look' of approval to the former, "Maybe it can be added to military training." ”

Slightly stunned, Lan Luos shook his head with a smile: "Power can make people obey, but it can't make people loyal." ”

"I'm used to this kind of negative 'color', and it's easier to make them hate me than to make them believe me. ”

"At least in the next battle, they will not have any doubts about me, but will vent this anger on our enemies. ”

The 'spirit' spirit mage subconsciously 'touched' the ring of proverbs on his index finger, and a faint smile appeared on his face, a smile that even Aurelia couldn't see.

The Ranger Lord looked at the mage's distant figure, and an equally complicated look on his face was fleeting.

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A flat hill not far from the Wanderer's camp, the woods haven't swallowed the land, and its open view and excellent terrain make it one of the outposts for trolls to spy on the Wanderer's movements.

Due to the previous tug-of-war, this outpost was once joined by a number of troll spies, but now that the Elf forces have left the Far Wanderer camp, they are also preparing to return to Sebutira.

Today's evacuation, however, is a little different from what was imagined.

Rumble!

A screech sprang through the trees at a speed that no one could react to, and by the time the trolls turned their heads, they were met by a deafening blast and a scarlet flame that had consumed the entire watchtower.

The people on the tower were burned to char almost instantly, but this was not the concern of the other trolls, and everyone focused on the big 'gate'.

The air writhed, and as a faint magical aura flashed, a strangely dressed high-level 'elf' spirit appeared in their sight.

Yes, one.

I don't know if it was because of the fire explosion technique, or because of the audacity of this high-level 'elf' spirit, the trolls didn't react immediately. When they came back to their senses, the higher 'elves' took down the 'door' panel behind them?

As Lan Luos moved his mind, the magic power was like a balloon that had been punctured by a needle, and it instantly escaped. The bandages that tightly wrapped the war destroyer were like flames that had lost their fuel, and in the blink of an eye, they fell apart and disappeared.

Seeing a ruggedly shaped greatsword appear, the trolls tensed their nerves and prepared to fight, but the next moment, a breath that made them tremble suddenly spread around the giant sword.

Originally a relic of the Viku people, the Tempan artifact was a weapon left behind by the Titans, and it possessed extraordinary magical powers.

The souls of the ancestors of the human and Viku people can be attached to it, and give identity and power to those who come after them. Similarly, it can forcibly plunder the souls of enemies, and although it is not as complete as soul harvesting, it can perfectly retain the fear that was born when the enemy died.

The ancestors of humanity have used it to slay countless trolls, and when the king of Arathor recasts Sdomka, endless resentment and pain come together, and this predator-like presence can easily arouse the fear of trolls from blood and soul.

"Blood, curse...... No!" In the crowd, a troll witch doctor in a wooden mask suddenly fell to the ground with his head in his hands, shaking violently as if he had an epileptic seizure, and nightmarish babbling poured into the chests of others like a 'wave' and a 'tide'.

As if igniting the fuse's explosives, dozens of trolls let out strange screams of unknown meaning and fled in all directions.

As long as they can escape this weapon that haunts the souls of their ancestors, even the cliffs can't stop them!

Seeing this scene, Lanlos raised his left hand and waved it gently.

Whoa, whoa......

With the sound of the wind breaking in a row, countless black 'colored' dots appeared under the sky, and as the sweaty 'hairy' sound approached in an instant, a group of arrows rained down the entire wooden house in the blink of an eye.

The screams stopped abruptly, and all that was left was a small whimper from the few surviving trolls.

Turning around, Lan Luo saw these hundreds of people looking at him with reverence, the exterminator in his hand, he shook his head helplessly, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth showed that he was in a good mood.

(End of chapter)

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