Stressful and busy days always fly by.

As the first human refugees landed in the northern part of the Valley of Thorns near the estuary of the river that the tribe later named "Grom Heights", it took seven or eight days in a blink of an eye.

The humble wooden city grew larger and larger as tens of thousands of young laborers cut down and built it day after day, gradually growing to the size of a small city, and patrols and hunters were organized to hunt down velociraptors, tigers, crocodiles, and other predators in the surrounding area.

Their flesh becomes food, and their leather is treated to become a roof to protect them from the elements, or nitrated to make leather armor, leather shields, leather boots, belts, leather bags, and leather clothing.

Since Thorn Valley is located in the tropics, rainfall can be said to be quite frequent.

Often, it will be scattered three or four times a day.

In order to keep your feet from being soaked in water and mud all day long, there is a great demand for waterproof boots, and people who work outside or inside the walls basically need a pair of hands.

Leather raincoats keep hunters hiding in the trees from turning into chickens after a rain.

In addition, the colorful fur of the jungle tiger, which was loved by the nobles and wealthy merchants in the various human kingdoms in the north, could be sold for a high price, which was an out-and-out luxury, and the black leopard skin without a trace of stray hair was also a good thing.

Some of the more daring ones even brought back big cat cubs and velociraptor eggs, intending to domesticate them to become good helpers for humans.

In particular, the velociraptor can replace horses as a flexible means of transportation in this rainforest, and even form a dragoon army.

Others became interested in the abundance of different species of parrots in the Valley of Thorns, and began to capture, feed and train these clever ornithologists to speak.

As for the purpose, most people just find it interesting to relieve their boredom after boring work.

However, a small number of people believe that parrots can fly, have exceptionally good eyesight, and can learn human language, making them ideal scouts.

As long as enough talking parrots are domesticated, they alone can create an effective cordon around the camp.

When an ill-intentioned creature approaches, the parrot will immediately fly back to alert the sentry, and the entire camp will sound the alarm and go into combat readiness.

As a result, hundreds of parrots have become a beautiful scenery in the camp under the feeding of several days in a row.

In particular, the clumsy learning of tongue at the beginning often makes the people around him laugh, and fills the air with a joyful atmosphere.

When the time came to the tenth day, the second fleet finally arrived safely, and the number of residents in the camp instantly swelled to 20,000.

This is definitely a first-class power in the wild rainforest of Thorn Valley.

It is estimated that apart from the Gulabash trolls of Zur Grabne and the few large clans that belong to them, there is simply no second force that can compare in scale with this group of refugees from the Lordaeron Kingdom.

And human tools, weapons, and equipment are much better.

Whether it is sharp steel arrows, or metal armor and swords that glisten in the sun after being greased and maintained, they all form a crushing advantage for the local area.

A group of fishmen living near the coastline once wanted to take advantage of the darkness of night to launch a sneak attack.

As a result, more than 1,500 elite veterans who had been baptized by the Stratholme Scourge led more than 3,000 novice militiamen killed a piece of armor.

You must know that in order to gain a firm foothold in the Valley of Thorns, the first two fleets were basically filled with young men who had undergone a certain amount of training and had combat experience.

Once in danger, you can be transformed into a qualified soldier in minutes.

With early warning and roundabout outflanking the pockets, not even a single one of the two thousand fishmen escaped alive.

With rudimentary primitive weapons and prideful sharp teeth, they are unable to threaten a fully armed human with spears over four meters in formation.

Often, a rain of arrows and a long-handled weapon will fall in pieces.

Even if you are lucky enough to rush close, you will be knocked to the ground by a heavily armored warrior with a shield to complete the repair.

As it turns out, the fish-people in Azeroth are no threat to any of the established civilizations.

Except for the same number as rats and cockroaches, it is basically useless.

After the battle, the entire coastline around the camp suddenly became much quieter, and even the small fishing boats that went out to fish no longer had to worry about being attacked and harassed.

And the corpses of the fish-people were not wasted, and they were all thrown directly to the domesticated velociraptors, tigers and leopard cubs to eat.

While cleaning up the battlefield, people also found many blue pearls that are a specialty of the Valley of Thorns on the corpses.

Judging by a merchant who has traveled far and wide, this thing will definitely fetch a very high price on the territory of the royal capital of Lordaeron or the elves.

In the future, you may want to consider getting some dwarf or goblin diving equipment and engaging in pearl farming along the long coastline to ensure that you can make a fortune.

This discovery, combined with the abundance of natural resources, undoubtedly confirms the claim that the valley of thorns is full of gold, and also makes people believe that life in the future will be better than in the past.

The merchants, nobles, and officials of the Church, in particular, began to look forward to how they and their families would get rich quickly and become the upper ruling class of the new human kingdom after the emigration was completed.

After all, it is impossible to maintain a rationing system like the present one in order to maximize survival for a long time, and sooner or later the currency and markets will have to be opened.

When the abundant natural resources are then able to be continuously transformed into wealth.

In contrast, because of their limited knowledge, ordinary people can at most imagine getting their own land and living a good life without worrying about food and clothing.

However, no one noticed that while they were engaged in the battle with the fishmen, several pairs of eyes in the jungle were hiding in the shadows to observe the battle.

By the time humans began to celebrate their victory, these tall, emaciated figures quickly disappeared into the night.

About a few hours later, near a huge campfire in the ruins of the ancient jungle north of Thorn Valley.

A troll with short red hair slowly stepped out of the darkness and said in a tone of disgust and hatred, "I've checked it myself.

There are a lot of them, and they're growing.

They have a lot of sophisticated metal weapons and armor, and they clearly want to settle here and rob the land that belongs to our trolls.

We can't wait any longer.

We must muster all the members of the Bloodtop Clan to launch an assault and kill all of these damned human invaders or drive them out to sea.

The Valley of Thorns is the territory of the trolls!

Whoever tries to challenge this will surely be met with killing and destruction! ”

"I couldn't agree more! Kill all the humans! Snatch all the substance! Throw them in the pot and cook them and eat them! ”

Another troll warrior, also with red hair, raised his hands in the air and let out a bloodthirsty roar.

Led by him, the other trolls around the campfire soon shouted for war to wipe out all the humans who came across the sea, eating each other's flesh and drinking each other's blood, and piling up skulls together to make voodoo piles.

Don't think this is just an exaggeration!

As the most powerful troll clan in the northern region of the Valley of Thorns, the Bloodtop Trolls are notoriously bloodthirsty and brutal.

Many explorers and scouts from the Northern Stormwind Kingdom have been captured by them more than once, mutilated alive and thrown into pots to be eaten as food.

Because in the tradition of trolls, killing a powerful enemy and eating it gives them the power they have, and it is not uncommon to kill and eat captives even in the strife within the troll clan.

Therefore, the primitive and barbaric custom of cannibalism can be said to be quite common among the trolls of the Valley of Thorns.

This can be seen in the piles of humanoid skulls around the troll camp.

Even the Darkspear tribe, which later took refuge in the orcs, retained similar customs until they were officially confirmed to join the tribe.

In addition, since the Valley of Thorns has a typical tropical rainforest climate, metal things are very easy to rust in humid environments, no matter how carefully maintained, so they are very difficult to preserve.

This means that for local trolls who lack the ability to smelt metal, bones are actually a more accessible and durable weapon material.

They also believe that weapons made from the bones of powerful enemies they kill with their own hands can give themselves extra strength while standing in battle.

Many weapons such as bows, spears, and javelins are often sharpened with the ribs of humanoids with sharpened fronts, and weapons such as axes and hammers are also tied with a polished stone with leg bones.

Only the elite trolls who inhabit the city of Zor Grab will be able to use weapons and equipment made with Mithril and Thorium with voodoo magic.

As a result, the metalwork brought by Lordaeron's refugees was a huge attraction to the Bloodtop Trolls.

Combining all of the above, a war between humans and trolls is inevitable.

In just a few days, the Bloodtop Trolls had gathered tens of thousands of people, including even a group of velociraptor cavalry and elite hunters who had tamed the Tiger of the Valley of Thorns as their helpers.

Since they are usually scattered into small tribes of about one or two hundred people, scattered and living a primitive life of fishing, hunting and gathering, it will inevitably take a certain amount of time to gather on a large scale.

And this kind of large-scale gathering and migration movement is naturally impossible to be small, and it is impossible to hide the human beings who have already controlled the largest river in the Valley of Thorns with their strong ships and cannons.

Coupled with the one hundred and fifty goblin musketeers left behind by Rivigaz, the rich man of Treasure Bay, who were very familiar with the local situation, they quickly noticed the unusual movements of the blood-topped trolls.

Undoubtedly, anyone who knows anything about the primitive and backward way of life of the trolls knows that they are absolutely incapable of gathering thousands or even tens of thousands of people together to build a city.

Because cities mean that there is plenty of food and a large surplus, which in turn leads to a complex social division of labor.

While the climate of the Thorn Valley rainforest makes it easier to get food, it is not enough to meet a city's daily consumption by fishing, hunting and gathering alone.

What's more, in addition to the abundance of food brought by the hot and humid climate, there is also a huge disadvantage, that is, it is difficult to keep food safely for a long time.

Fresh meat and fish don't even take a day or two, it only takes about six or seven hours for it to start to stink, and at most a day it will be completely rotten and uned.

The fruit can last for a few days when it is not fully ripe, but only for a few days.

So when thousands of trolls come together, just filling their stomachs is a big problem, and if you don't do it, all the animals in a jungle hunting ground will be overhunted and become uninhabitable.

This means that when they converge in the same direction on a large scale, it often means one thing, and that is to start a war.

Combined with the fact that humans have established settlements in the northern part of the Valley of Thorns, the answer is naturally forthcoming.

"Damn! The Bloodtop Trolls are here for us! ”

The middle-aged pastor in charge of leading the church looked at the scattered information gathered together, and finally couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

Although he had long known from the warnings of the "gods" that there were many trolls in the Valley of Thorns, and sooner or later there would be conflicts and even wars with humans, he never expected it to come so quickly.

The bottom line is that these trolls are much smarter and more cunning than expected.

Seeing that his own people were outnumbered and that there were also the Goblin Musketeers of Hidden Treasure Bay to help defend him, he did not adopt the tactics of small-scale infiltration, harassment and assault at all, but planned to directly choose a large wave.

According to information provided by the Blackwater Pirates, the number of blood-topped trolls living in the northern part of the Valley of Thorns ranges from at least tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.

Coupled with the trolls' powerful ability to recover and regenerate, they are simply the most formidable enemies in terrain such as the Valley of Thorns rainforest.

It's no wonder that the goblins have been building a city in Treasure Bay for so long, and they have never dared to expand their power outward.

Because once they leave the easily defended terrain and go inland, their proud muskets and gunboats will be useless, and they will soon be slaughtered by a flood of trolls.

Based on the experience of humans who have fought trolls a few times before, the best way to deal with these guys is actually magic.

Whether it's a blizzard that slows down an opponent's charge speed, or a firestorm that prevents their wounds from regenerating, they can inflict heavy damage on trolls to the maximum.

Unfortunately, there are no mages in the camp at all, only about thirty to forty priests who use divine magic and holy light magic.

"What should we do now, Lord Bishop?"

A male warrior who had survived the Stratholme massacre, had served as a captain in the Alliance, and had participated in the Second Orc War asked with a solemn expression.

As the holy water of the Church of the God of Covenant saved his parents, wife, and children, the high-ranking warrior decisively gave up everything he had in the Kingdom of Lordaeron and chose to join the Church, and is now the supreme commander of the army and militia in the camp in the Valley of Thorns.

"What to do?

Build a defensive line to fend off the trolls, of course!

On behalf of the Church, I now grant you temporary supreme command to mobilize any personnel and materials.

Remember, this is a test for us believers by the God of the Great Covenant, and victory must be won, no matter what the cost.

Only then will we be qualified to live and build a new home in this land of abundance. ”

When he said this, the pastor did not hesitate or hesitate at all, and his eyes were full of determination.

With the blessing of his devout faith, he was not afraid of difficulties and death at all.

After all, compared to the plagues and undead scourge that broke out in the north, the trolls were really not worth mentioning.

What's more, humans are not soft persimmons, otherwise it would not be possible to occupy almost all the richest land in the eastern continent.

In terms of potential, humans are not inferior to trolls, but can be trained to become extremely powerful.

In fact, in the history of the birth of the various races of Azeroth, the origin of humanity was the Titans and the Vikus.

The source of the trolls is a new life cultivated from the Eco Park by Freya, the guardian of the Titans.

These include Night Elves and High Elves, Minotaurs, Yakmen, Pandamen, Bear Monsters, Harpys, and Boar People.

Some of these humanoids with distinctly animal features are generally believed to be descendants of wilderness demigods.

The centaurs that were born later can also be counted as a result of the combination of the demigods of the wilderness and the elemental lords.

Therefore, in addition to the elements of the ancient gods, Azeroth has long since lost the so-called primordial life, and all races have evolved from the Titans, including the five guardian dragons.

As for the native life on the planet, it has long been completely extinct by the dark empire established after the arrival of the ancient gods.

Therefore, humans, trolls, elves, dwarves, gnomes, minotaurs, etc. can all be counted as native races, at least traced back to the source, they were all created on this planet.

It's just that some of them were born from Northrend's Creator Engine, which was originally an inorganic life form such as steel and rock, and later became what it is now under the influence of the Flesh Curse;

Others are born from the seeds of life sown in the Emerald Dream Realm, and have gained wisdom and creativity through natural evolution.

This means that the war between humans, the High Elves, and the trolls is essentially a civil war between intelligent beings in Azeroth.

The orcs and ogres who poured out of Draenor through the Dark Gate to wage a war of aggression are of a very different nature.

"Understood! I know what to do. ”

The commander, who had just turned thirty, clenched his fist and struck him on the chest, then quickly turned to leave.

Soon, under his orders, the people who had been scattered around the camp to gather fruits, open up farmland, cut down trees, hunt wild beasts, and catch fish and shrimp were quickly called back.

Immediately after that, more than 20,000 people quickly began to build fortifications with urgent mobilization.

As a tropical rainforest that has never been developed on a large scale, the most important thing in Thorn Valley is trees and vines.

Therefore, it is natural that the fence is stacked with wooden rafts and the simplest and cheapest means of fortification.

At the same time, arrow towers more than four or five meters high were erected around the city walls, and powerful bed crossbows, ballistae, catapults, and cannons carried from ships were placed on them.

In order to increase its long-range firepower, the Church also spent a lot of money to purchase a shipment of gunpowder, grenades, and muskets from the goblins in Treasure Bay.

Experienced hunters dug many hidden traps around the camp and placed spikes or caught poisonous snakes on the bottom.

In other places, trenches were dug and filled with boiled grease.

The combined fleet with the Blackwater pirates was divided into two teams.

One team drove directly into the river and aimed the muzzles of the black holes on the side of the shore at the shore;

The second group is ready to form crossfire from the other direction near the coastline.

No matter which direction the trolls attack, they will inevitably be met with a horrific salvo of gunboats.

That's why Zuo Si chose to set up camp here.

Because of the river, it is actually closer to a divided peninsula.

If you have a strong fleet, you can use the range advantage of artillery to bombard the enemy on land.

Since the trolls of the Valley of Thorns have no shipbuilding skills at all, they have no way to do anything other than to be beaten passively.

And if they charge at the warships in the river, they must first cross the crocodiles and piranhas in the river.

The warship can also be used at any time to run around the river with the trolls like a dog, thus successfully sharing the pressure on the camp.

Just as the human side was waiting to retreat into defense, the blood-topped trolls that had completed their assembly finally roared from the north and appeared within the watchtower's line of sight.

As a race that pointed out farming and agricultural techniques, the human refugees have been reclaiming wasteland since they arrived in the Valley of Thorns, and the trees and weeds within a radius of several kilometers have been either burned or cut down, with no shelter at all.

Some of the reclaimed land seeds have even sprouted, taking on a lush green color.

As a result, the trolls had no way to take advantage of their ability to sneak up and fight in the jungle, so they could only leave the cover of dense vegetation and be completely exposed to the sun.

With the help of watchtowers and single-way telescopes necessary for navigation, the human side easily observed the number and equipment of the opponent.

A few minutes later, under the command of the officers, thousands of militiamen armed with muskets and crossbows stood on the wooden fence, which was three or four meters high, nervously waiting for the order to shoot.

The sharpshooter on the tower was even more prepared, squinting his eyes and measuring the distance with his gaze.

As soon as the trolls are in range, they will be the first to target high-value targets with poison-coated arrows and projectiles.

You must know that in the Valley of Thorns, whether it is poisonous snakes, poisonous frogs, poisonous spiders, or highly poisonous plants, there are quite a lot of them.

Therefore, it is very easy to get toxins.

Hunters were very fond of smearing arrows and spears to hunt large beasts of prey.

Now they've got the poison out and ready to call the trolls to see if these restorative enemies can withstand the toxins.

Even if you can't kill it, it's good to weaken its strength and constitution to a certain extent.

"All the priests obey! Unleash the magic now! Let's bask in the glory of the God of the Great Covenant together! ”

The leader of the church shouted with open arms.

In an instant, the priests scattered throughout the camp began to chant incantations while holding aloft the emblem.

After a few seconds, a blinding light shrouded all the soldiers around the priest.

[Blessing Technique]!

[Anti-Chaos Circle]!

[Prayer]!

……

Under the influence of these group magic, the recruits, who were originally nervous, quickly became calm, and their eyes no longer revealed fear.

Some veterans and officers with rich combat experience and strength can even enjoy the blessings of [Aid], [Bear Tenacity], [Ox Power], [Demonized Weapon], and [Demonized Armor].

Almost everyone can clearly feel that their own power has become stronger than before under the influence of divine magic.

In particular, the arrows of veteran hunters and sharpshooters have begun to flicker with a creepy glow under the effect of [Advanced Demonic Weapons].

The sharp tips of the arrows can easily penetrate even the strongest steel armor, not to mention the rudimentary leather armor worn by trolls.

The barbarians, gnolls, goblins, orcs, and half-orcs of the Faren continent saw this situation, and I am afraid that they would have given up their plans to attack and retreated temporarily.

After all, with such a large number of priests, coupled with well-equipped human soldiers, even if they could capture it, they would suffer heavy losses.

But unfortunately, the blood-topped trolls don't know the magic from another universe at all.

Moreover, their stubborn personality also determines that they will not flinch easily in battle, at least not until they reap a decisive defeat.

Just after the divine blessing was completed on the human side, the mighty army of trolls finally entered the range of five hundred meters.

Next Second......

Suddenly, they began to pick up speed, from a slow advance to a big run.

Especially the velociraptor cavalry rushing up from both sides, as well as the domesticated thorn valley tigers, they were so fast that they were like afterimages.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

With the sound of earth-shattering war drums, the battle between humans and trolls finally began.

"Fire!"

The commander of the fleet, who was floating on the river and coastline, reacted first, and issued orders to the gunners who were waiting for them at the top of their throats.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

I saw that the muzzle of the black hole suddenly spewed bright fire, and the heavy metal cannonball was fired at a very high speed at the troll charging on the shore.

A hapless troll warrior with bright oil paint on his body was hit by a flying projectile, and his entire body exploded with a thud, turning into a rain of blood and minced flesh.

Even the velociraptor mount in his crotch had his spine broken, and he fell to the ground with a wail and a scream.

If you think that's the end of it, you're wrong.

The heavy iron ball did not diminish in the slightest after killing one of the troll cavalrymen, and then smashed six or seven troll warriors in the trajectory in succession, before finally losing its inertia and falling to the ground, splashing large swells of soft dirt.

The salvo of several ships and guns was like cutting wheat, instantly making the enemy's dense charge thin and thin, and even a fault appeared.

However, with the exception of those unlucky people whose heads or hearts were shattered, most of the trolls who lacked arms and legs did not actually die, but were only temporarily incapacitated.

Instead of retreating, they struggled to crawl forward, their eyes glittering with bloodthirsty glow.

Immediately after the first round of firing, the gunners began to clean the chambers, reload the gunpowder, and stuff the pellets in preparation for the next round of firing.

Since Azeroth's guns are now typical of breech charges, the rate of fire and efficiency are not high, and it can take several minutes for even a skilled gunner to reload.

Taking advantage of the bombardment, the trolls had already rushed through the gunboats' blockade and approached the wooden walls of the camp.

Just as they were about to get closer to throw deadly javelins at the humans on the wall, muskets and crossbows with longer range finally took the lead.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

Bang bang –

In the blink of an eye, the trolls who had managed to rush up fell again.

But they only fell, and as when they were bombarded, they did not die at all, and soon got up with arrows and projectiles that had been shot into them, and began to climb the fence covered in blood.

Others were pierced by the thick arrows of the bed crossbow, nailed to the ground and frantically struggling, even if their intestines flowed out.

Such a creepy sight undoubtedly deeply shocked the recruits who had never fought a troll before.

In order to prevent too many trolls from rushing up and causing huge casualties, the Supreme Commander immediately ordered the sharpshooters on the turret to rocket and ignite the grease filled in the outer ravines.

In less than half a minute or so, a blazing flame barrier appeared out of thin air, successfully blocking the continuous onslaught of the troll's follow-up troops.

But even so, the soldiers on the walls still have to engage in hand-to-hand combat against an enemy who has an overwhelming advantage in height and strength.

"Steady! Steady! Don't be afraid! Give me a stab with the spears in your hands! It's best not to let the trolls climb up! ”

Amid the hoarse roars of the officers, the spear-wielding soldiers condescendingly tried to stab the enemy as they climbed the wall.

If it is against orcs, this attack is obviously very effective.

Because once pierced by the tip of a sharp spear, even a strong orc can be injured or even killed.

The problem is that this trick obviously doesn't work very well for trolls.

Unless you can accurately poke the head or heart, even a terrible-looking wound will heal quickly in half a minute or even a few seconds.

Some of the crazed trolls will even use their bodies as bait to let the spear pass through, then tighten their muscles so that the human soldier cannot pull out the weapon, grab the hilt of the spear with his backhand and pull the latter off the wall, killing him with the sword of his companion in the back.

The speedy velociraptors and the domesticated Thorn Valley Tigers can jump over a four-meter-high wooden wall and charge into the ranks of long-range shooters.

Although most of them were only injuries, and the bleeding was quickly stopped by the priest's treatment, they managed to create chaos and make ranged attacks less dense than before.

With the help of sorcery, the trolls open a passage through the flame barrier, transporting the fearless warriors through the air in waves.

Although they had no siege weapons such as battering towers and rams, and at most a few one-handed shields made of wood, and each charge was fought by arrows, muskets, and naval guns, but the threat was no small few.

In particular, a certain bloodthirsty spell blessed by the witch doctor made it completely unperceptible to pain, and completely turned into a beast that only knew how to kill.

Some witch doctors will also risk rushing to the blind spot at the base of the city wall under the protection of the warriors to release the healing totem.

In this way, the injured Troll Warrior will be extremely difficult to kill thanks to his ability to recover and heal magically.

The mystics hid behind and unleashed a dazzling lightning spell that would be instantly damaging if they were hit.

On the human side, although the number of deaths is not large, the number of injured people is rising rapidly.

If it weren't for the fact that there were enough holy water and healing potions stored before, it was clear that the priest's treatment alone would not be enough.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more critical, the bishop, who was the leader of the local church, immediately stood up and released the only seven-ring magic he had mastered.

As a large amount of mana was drained from his body, he slowly reached out and pointed at the place where the number of trolls was the largest in the distance.

Moment!

A huge glittering rune fell from the sky and appeared above the ground out of thin air.

Due to the large number of trolls charging in a dense manner, they didn't have time to dodge or escape from the area, and instantly stepped on it to trigger the rune.

Rumble!!!!!!!!

Before anyone could react, the glittering runes exploded in an instant, creating an area with a huge area of influence.

All trolls within range were immediately immobilized as if they had been immobilized.

If you look closely, you will find that their pupils are greatly dilated, as if they feel some kind of shocking sight, so that the guys rushing behind them do not react at all.

As a result, the trolls fell one after another under the chain impact, and the scene became very chaotic for a while.

The loaded guns also quickly seized the opportunity to plow the group of troll warriors who had fallen to the ground and could not move.

The flying stumps, broken arms, internal organs, and flesh directly dyed the surrounding land a dark red.

I believe that the grain and vegetables grown on this land in the next few years will be exceptionally delicious.

Obviously, this spell is the famous [Shock Emblem] in the Seven Rings Divine Technique.

Unless the affected creature is high enough, it will become a lamb to the slaughter in minutes.

Such a powerful magic technique visibly deterred the trolls, slowing down their attack.

The humans were finally able to catch their breath after clearing out the trolls near the wall.

But the church's top brass is well aware that the crisis has not been resolved.

Although the Bloodtop Trolls had lost a lot of warriors in the attack, they were obviously far from breaking the bones for the sheer number of people they had gathered.

Once they waited until nightfall saw their range lower, they would immediately be able to exert a power that was ten times more terrifying than it was now.

Just the mere idea of thousands of trolls suddenly pouring out of the darkness and climbing over the walls and into the camp at lightning speed made the church leaders shudder.

There is no doubt that it will be very difficult for humanity to withstand the siege of the blood-topped trolls with their current strength.

Even if we can barely hold on in the end, I am afraid that more than 20,000 people will be killed or injured more than 70%.

Now they have only two choices.

One is to ask the gods for help, and the other is to abandon the camp, supplies, and cultivated farmland, and all board the ship and go to the sea to take refuge.

However, before the church hierarchy could discuss the results, a portal suddenly appeared out of thin air in the small square in the middle of the camp.

Followed by a group of high elves who were either handsome or beautiful, they walked out from the other side with Zuo Si and Jialia.

"Big ...... My lord, why are you here? ”

The bishop hurriedly ran over and bowed deeply with one hand to his chest, paying his respects to this young man who was ostensibly the "chosen son" but was actually the god himself.

"Because I know you and this camp need help. How's it going, what about the casualties after fighting the trolls in the Valley of Thorns? ”

Zuo Si asked, as he inspected the wounded people lying on the ground and groaning in pain, as well as the militiamen who looked nervous.

Needless to say, except for a small number of veterans who had fought in World War II, the rest of the civilians were terrified by the trolls' formidable regeneration ability and fearless fighting style.

Don't look at the game, players eat and sleep every day to fight trolls, and even joked that expansion packs without trolls are not fun.

But in reality, trolls are definitely one of the most formidable enemies, and even the berserk orcs who drink the blood of demons can't match them.

Its amazing regeneration ability is a nightmare for all melee combat.

Without a sufficient number of mages to unleash wide-area destructive magic, trolls can easily overwhelm an equal number of human infantry on the battlefield.

And the trolls' disabilities are temporary.

As long as you eat and drink enough after the war, it won't be long before even broken hands and feet can grow again.

But it is not so easy to cure human disabilities.

"We have about 160 dead, but more than 17,800 people have been injured and cannot be healed for the time being. I'm so sorry I failed to do my part to disappoint you. ”

The bishop bowed his head with a look of bitter self-reproach.

But Zuo Si smiled and shook his head comfortingly, "No, it's not your fault, and I think you've done a good enough job with these heroic believers." As for the rest of the matter, I'll give it to them. ”

"Give it to ...... They? ”

The Bishop was visibly stunned, and quickly raised his head to look at the High Elves who were all behaving very strangely.

Although the High Elves were rich in powerful mages, he obviously didn't think that such a small number of people could deal with the menacing army of blood-topped trolls outside.

"Hehe, you don't need to worry, because the pattern of war has changed from now on."

With that, Zuo Sichong nodded slightly.

The latter instantly understood, quickly drank the invisibility potion, jumped off the wooden wall with a bag full of potions, and ran straight towards the release of the blood-topped trolls camping in the distance.

In just half an hour or so, they mixed a large amount of transformation potion into the jug.

When the thirsty troll warrior drank the water, he immediately fell to the ground and began to roll in pain.

As they began to show noticeable changes in size on a large scale, panic quickly spread among the rest of the blood-topped trolls.

No one could figure out what was going on, and thought it was some kind of disease or curse, so they asked the witch doctor to come forward and treat it.

Others simply slaughter their strangers, who are becoming more and more strange, without mercy, to prevent the terrible curse and disease from spreading.

In the face of the butcher's knife raised high, those elves who had completed the transformation dared to continue to stay and wait for disposal, launched a rebellion under the call of a certain leader, and directly escaped with a bloody way.

However, no one knew that this so-called leader was actually a spy that Zuo Si deliberately inserted.

Since the appearance and appearance of the troll turned into an elf are completely different from before, no one can recognize anyone now.

In addition, the sudden situation caused their brains to be very confused, and they couldn't calm down and think, and finally they were unwittingly coerced by people with ulterior motives to break away from the troll race and start to become independent......

(End of chapter)