The Gnoll Chief couldn't understand why the humans had only panicked for a moment after the sneak attack and then calmed down. They didn't finish their armor or even have the weapons they could use, and they still fought with their own army.

As one of the few orc commanders who can command their own race, the gnoll chief clearly understands the advantages of his people who are good at night action, and if they fight other races head-on, they need to be far more numerous than the other party to win, after all, the ancestors of the gnolls hunted and survived in the wilderness, and if they were seriously injured, it basically represented his fate, so they were born with the instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm.

Given that all sides are fighting together, and that they have killed and injured many human soldiers with their sneak attacks, the current situation on the battlefield is quite favorable for the gnolls. It's just that now the human race has been alarmed, resulting in the tribe not being able to continue to go deep into the interior, and now there are only two choices in front of them, whether to attack or retreat?

The gnoll chieftain's green eyes moved, and he saw a group of well-equipped human soldiers coming from afar, wearing fine and heavy armor, which would make them not afraid of the gnolls' attacks, but the long swords in their hands were constantly harvesting the lives of the gnolls.

To add insult to injury, the gnoll priest next to him looked into the distance and said in surprise, "My lord, look! The bonfire that we extinguished has been lit by humans again!"

How is this possible!!!

Now the tribe can still fight against the unprepared humans, but the humans have sent a signal for help, so I am afraid that in a few moments, human reinforcements will arrive. Did you give up so easily after creating such a good result with great difficulty?

As the cacophony of fighting drew closer, the Gnoll Chief noticed that among the elite human warriors was a tall warrior wearing gold-studded armor and holding a hammer to slay the gnolls. Apparently his instincts told him that he should be the target of his attack, the commander of the human vanguard army.

The raging wind and snow did not diminish because of the bloody fighting of the soldiers on both sides, but became more violent, and soon covered the blood-soaked soil. The Gnoll Chieftain understands that they are running out of time, and now is their last chance to take out the enemy commander!

The gnoll chief didn't hesitate for long, he asked the priest beside him, "Is the concentration of magic in this world now enough to support you to use magic? I want you to kill that man in gold-inlaid armor!"

The gnoll priest didn't say much, looked up at the snowflakes sprinkled on the sky and the temperature around him, squatted down and touched the soil on the ground, and after a moment of estimation in his heart, he turned to the chief and said, "My lord, the natural climate here is conducive to my casting spells, but the magic essence is still not enough, I need to drink my homemade magic potion to have enough magic power to cast spells, so I need to wait for a while." ”

The gnoll chieftain understood that forcing him to cast spells was embarrassing him, so he did not rush him. The gnoll priest pulled out a jar of purple-glowing potion from his purple-, unplugged it, drank it down, and sat down cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate.

After a few moments, the gnoll chieftain found that his soldiers seemed to be unable to stop the knights' onslaught, and turned to look at the priest sitting on the ground, who picked up his great axe and hurried into battle.

"Die for me!" Duke Wiz swung his hammer and shattered the gnolls' skulls once more, causing the gnolls besieging them to lose their fighting spirit and retreat.

Duke Wiz found that these monsters with wolf heads were not as powerful as he imagined, and the knights around him could rely on their heavy armor to face three monsters at the same time.

"You shit, stand aside, let me defeat this human warrior!" a gruff voice came from behind the gnolls, who heard the familiar voice and hurriedly stepped back. Immediately, a muscular gnolla leaped up from behind and jumped in front of Duke Wiz.

Duke Wiz's pupils shrank, the monster in front of him was extraordinary, he was not like the rabble before but the size was comparable to the strong men in the army, looking at the cringe of those monsters, this tall monster should be their leader, so it's okay, if you can get rid of him, it is estimated that these monsters will retreat.

The gnoll chieftain carried his battle axe and waved defiantly to Duke Wizz, as if to invite him to battle.

Duke Wiz also understood what the monster meant, he looked back at his subordinates, the knights understood the duke's thoughts, and scattered in all directions to form a semicircle, and the gnoll side also followed the knights to form another half, so the soldiers on both sides surrounded their generals in the center and waited for the duel to begin.