It was easier for Zalazane to be taken out, he was a troll after all. And in order not to trouble her, I decided to sneak out with Marcus myself. It would have been a little easier for me to escape from the barracks if it were just me, but carrying such a burden is simply ......

There's nothing I can do right now, the only thing I can do is wait for the night to come. Marcus, who was huddled in the grass, trembled slightly, and I suddenly felt a little unbearable when I looked at this guy.

Shortly after sending Zarazane out, she returned to the haystack where we had been. She has a nice name, Zyralna.

I feel like I've done most of it to get Zarazane out. I was very worried that we would be discovered by the patrol guards after we had escaped, and that was indeed the case, and that we were found before Zyralna returned.

There was a commotion in the camp, and it was absolutely not permissible for three big living people to run away like this, and I can imagine how the Overseers would have been furious, and I believe that his temper would have killed a few people.

When Zyralna came to the edge of the haystack, I showed half of my face and said, "I'll get them away in a minute, you ...... Send him out as much as you can. I said.

"You're looking for death." She didn't look at me, she turned her back to me and watched the riots in the camp.

"Either I can't get out, I have to mess up the camp to have any hope of survival." I say.

"This is the barracks, and there are thousands of people here! How can you escape from under the noses of thousands! She sternly refused.

"You're underestimating me." I say. "Get ready for action!"

"Shall I see you again?" She said suddenly.

I hesitated, "Yes, I'm not going to die." ”

Climbing out of the haystack, I told Zyralna to wait for me to set the fire and then take Marcus out. Honestly, these thousands of people are in camp...... I'm not sure I'll ever survive right under their noses.

I don't know, I really don't know. But...... Gotta try.

Picking up a rock from the ground, I reached for a troll who was looking around, and I appeared behind him like a ghost when there was no one around, and when the stone hit him hard in the head, I was sure he would be hurt, but it was hard to say if he would be disabled.

Taking the axe and a wooden shield from his hand, I quickly moved from one tent to the next, which was not an easy task, not to mention the untented trolls in the open air.

I've got to go farther and set the fire, I've got to create a moment for Zyralna and buy time. At this time, there were no high-tech means, except to remove the necessary obstacles, and I set fire to their cargo vehicles with torches. In fact, this is a complete coincidence, a coincidence that cannot be said, there is fire oil in this car!

The oil made by the trolls is somewhat similar to that made by humans, except for the fishy smell of the oil, and the smell of the burning torches outside is exactly the same as this oil.

I left their supply cart with two jugs of oil, and before I could leave, I killed two guards and lit the oil. This fire was enough for them to toss for a while.

Sinking into the darkness again, I was happy with how I felt at this point, I wasn't a warrior...... That's what I thought. I'm certainly not a fighter, not in the first place, and what I'm doing now is what I'm best at.

After several tents had been lit in succession, the camp had all woken up, and my situation was already extremely dangerous, with trolls everywhere, yelling and invective.

Hopefully Marcus is out.

Yes, I hid in the dark, and I tried to add to the chaos as much as I could, but even though I tried my best to find out. They may be negligent, but they are not blind.

I haven't experienced this tension in days, and it's not too exciting! I clearly knew and deeply understood what it was like to have dozens or hundreds of people chasing me at the same time.

When I killed the trolls, I was given two axes, a bow and a few arrows. But it's not that keeps me alive at all, it's a strange explosive power that I don't know when, especially when I'm running.

Although it is not as exaggerated as the gallop, my legs at this time are strong enough and flexible enough to let me throw off the pursuers behind me, but the result is that more and more people are chasing me! More and more!

Running out of a camp of a few thousand people is not a blink of an eye, and it is not so easy to think about it with your toes! And now the whole camp is blown up, and they are scurrying around except looking through their tents. I guess Marcus should have survived!

Jump, roll, and run in the dark forest. The troll's bow didn't play much of a role in my hand, but the two axes in my hand were really handy. Because I'm running fast enough, especially when I'm running in the dark, it feels like I'm going to fly. But I found a problem...... I feel that although the moon is not sparse tonight, how can I see it so clearly!

They couldn't catch up with me, and some of the trolls didn't realize that I was in front of them, and of course the axe in my hand.

What made me even more excited was that my right hand began to heat slightly after the troll's blood was stained on my hands. I can't describe the feeling, it's the power bursting out of my body, it's endless, I don't feel any fatigue, it's a kind of excitement that I've never felt before.

For a moment I remembered the night at the goblin camp, but it was very different from then, and I always felt as if I heard laughter, a kind of laughter coming from my head.

After rushing out of the camp, I quickly disappeared into the dark forest, and it was quite spectacular when the torches gathered together. They soon followed me into the woods. I climbed up a tree and it was exciting and fun to see the countless torches in the woods.

Of course I'll choose some of the lone ones to kill them, some of them directly, but some of them I'll choose to keep him alive and tell him that I'm the embodiment of Bonsandy, the god of death, and I'll spare you your life for you to go back and tell your leader that he provoked the god he shouldn't mess with.

After tossing and turning for half the night, the trolls who were following me retreated, they gave up chasing me, and it seemed like it was about to dawn.

Once again, it feels good to have survived, and it's not just a blessing. Now I have to go to them and hope they don't die.

It was very difficult to find someone in this place at this time, and Zyralna did not tell me where she had sent the two of them, and after such a toss last night, I guess they would not be stupid to stay where they were. That being said, I'll have to look around the camp again.

The result was exactly what I expected, I didn't find it, and there was no hair.

The army of trolls began to move, and they hurried away, and in a moment the entire camp was gone. Seeing this scene, I admired myself 10,000 in my heart. If we hadn't left last night, we would have all had our heads stuck on poles and taken away.

Tailgating these trolls is the only way I can think of. My weapons and equipment are still in the hands of the One-Eared Overseers, though none of them are magically blessed...... I haven't seen what magically blessed weapons and equipment look like until now, but I'm comfortable with them, and I don't have any better weapons for the time being. Just the axe in my hand now...... Well, it's hacked to death in my hands anyway.

It's not easy to sneak up behind the group, and I think there's a good chance I'll see him again if Zarazane hadn't escaped. If he reports back to the tribe...... I don't know if Marcus is alive or dead.

The army of trolls marched fast, they started running in the morning, rested for a while at noon, and then continued running. There were a few lurking scouts behind their army, and of course none of that escaped my eyes.

I don't know how I managed to get that agility and dexterity, but now I can clearly feel that it's fading. I don't know if it's related to not eating, but now I'm feeling tired.

After climbing four mountains in a row and crossing two valleys, the trolls stopped. I climbed to the top of the tree, the woods were dark, but I could see the setting sun at the top of the tree, a little further on the edge of the jungle, and then to the east there was a hill with far fewer trees.

I held my binoculars and looked east, and I could faintly see the slightest glimmer of fire in the distance. It shouldn't be someone else, it's supposed to be them that these trolls are biting!

The trolls didn't make a fire to cook, they didn't unload their armor and rest, they all sat silently on the ground. The procession of a few thousand men was large, but the woods, which had gradually fallen into darkness, were as silent as no one.

They were silent, no one even moved, they waited quietly like a stone for orders.

A crescent moon hangs obliquely in the sky in the west, and it seems that one of them may not die well tonight.

I am hungry.

There was movement under the tree, and the scouts returned, but I quickly flinched back when I saw trolls climbing the treetops in the distance.

The crescent moon in the west gave off a faint light, which was weak, no brighter than the stars in the sky. But the bright moon gradually rising in the eastern sky is diametrically opposite, and most of the stars in the sky consciously hide their firefly-like brilliance, and its bright moonlight makes this dark world visible.

I showed my head, and the trolls in the treetops in the distance were still watching, and after a while there was a commotion under the trees, and they all stood up. Nobody speaks, they don't need to speak, they don't speak, they just have to follow and keep following.

Sure enough, the trolls began to march. The moon in the sky has not yet fully risen, and the darkness now can no longer completely obscure the view.

The scouts in the trees descended from the trees, and I climbed up the treetops and looked to the east, and I could see more clearly. But there was no movement on the other side, not even the fire. Just as I was wondering if I should go over and take a look now, I heard footsteps under the tree.

There was nowhere to find the iron shoes, and the two people, one tall and one short, appeared under my tree. The two of them slowly touched forward, and it was obvious that Marcus was walking with extreme reluctance.

After letting them go, I slipped down from the tree and quietly followed them. At this time, I kind of admire this guy Zalazane, he is really not afraid of death!

After walking a little further, I felt that I couldn't go any further, and seeing that Zalazane was still walking forward with Marcus, I hurried in. Marcus is following behind, and my plan is to ...... Control him first.

When I grabbed Marcus by the neck and put my hand over his mouth, he wanted to shout loudly, if I hadn't covered his mouth and nose and grabbed his neck with the other, his screams might have made the battle start sooner, or changed the war.

Zarazane was also startled, and only came to his senses when he saw that it was me. I glared at the frightened Zarazane, "Stop! There are scouts ahead. I said.

He hurriedly crouched down, "You still thought you were dead!" He said in a low voice.

"Why don't you run away when you think I'm dead?"

"For knowledge!" He said.

Of course I won't praise him, but should I say learn from him? No, never!

"A lot of people are likely to die tonight, so you have to be careful." I gradually let go of my hands, and Marcus, who was frightened and blocked from breathing, gasped for breath, "You fucking little noise, you can hear your gasp from a hundred meters away." I said disgusted.

"How did you escape?" He continued.

"Now is not the time to discuss this, we will have a lot of time to discuss it when the war is over and you and I have survived."

"When you talk so much nonsense, you can actually explain it." He said.

I gave him a blank look, didn't answer, but hunched over and slowly touched to the side. It's a mistake to go forward, and while it's safer to go to one side and see if you'll be able to run into scouts again, it's safer than going straight.

I'm waiting for the war to start, and now I can see through the woods to see what's going on outside the woods, and now I can't go any further, and I won't have a place to hide if I really want to fight.

I looked up at the moon in the sky, and if I didn't attack for a while, the moon rose and it was not much different from the daytime. The attacker will be exposed.

Finally the trolls came out of the forest, they had no horns, no torches, and not even cavalry carrying the message.

They trotted up and rushed into the woods opposite, and I waited for the shouts and slashing. It's a bit of a thrill.

Appeared!

A fierce battle ensued in the woods on the opposite side.

I glanced at Zarazane, who wanted to go ahead and see what was going on, but I dragged him back. "It's dangerous!" I say.

Will this guy who came for knowledge come alive and return alive to give a complete and exaggerated picture of what happened tonight?

The troll's second echelon slowly walked out of the woods and rushed towards the jungle on the left. There are not many people who rush out, that is, they still have their backs.

When the second echelon entered the encirclement, only the shouts from the book could be heard, didn't the orcs retreat? I wondered if these orcs had been driven here by trolls.

Seeing that there were trolls in the opposite woods and began to run back, the third echelon appeared, and they began to attack. But just then, there was a loud bang in front of me on the right.

Oh my God, orcs use this kind of thing...... The trolls are less lucky.