Lieutenant, do you say that the person who wrote history will be recorded in history?

What is written down on paper can be more, or less, or a different way of saying it. In the eyes of posterity, this may be a different story.

The new dynasty will always write down things that are beneficial to itself, after all, the means are not all glorious, and mistakes will be packaged and exploited by some people with ulterior motives.

What history is, history is not only the past, but also a political instrument.

Have you cut down what I told you? Lieutenant Samuelson.

I've learned a lot when I've been chatting with you lately, hehe...... It doesn't really matter if you think about it, maybe the king wants to know something, or someone wants to know something, for whatever purpose, at least for me...... Doesn't matter.

Scold...... He wondered what I had done.

I didn't do anything, I was surrounded by trolls during the scout, and then we broke through, but it didn't work, I killed a lot of trolls, and finally they caught them with a net.

At that time, there were still a few who were caught, and in their words, the soul death of the one who fought to the end preferred.

I'm just a sacrifice from them, yes, I'll say trolls, but that's not the reason I'm alive, and they have to make good use of the souls of people like me. Therefore the people who were caught together were sacrificed first, and I was the last, and they did not sacrifice me until the night of the full moon, the day of the rising of the double moon.

But I fled.

I don't know how long it took to escape, and after escaping, I wanted to find our troops, but I really got lost, but there were so many troll villages that there was no way to avoid it, and there would be a small village not far away, and then I ran to Amani's troll territory by mistake.

There was no obvious surprise between the two tribes, except that when I thought I would finally not see such a dense village, I found myself intruding into Amani's territory.

Because I saw the orcs.

Amani trolls are in cahoots with the orcs. It was only later that I followed the patrol and gradually understood which tribe they were. The leader of the trolls, who had his eyes gouged out and his arms cut off, was very eye-catching.

Do you think how I can run there, why not run somewhere else? Scold...... Do you think so?

When I found myself in the territory of the Amani tribe, I also wanted to go back to find Lothar's troops, but I don't know when I would find them, and the Amani trolls are gathering all the people, and following the enemy is the fastest way to find their own people.

Do you have any questions?

That's why I've been following Amani's trolls, but instead of the young trolls, they're older or older.

Trolls are not in the habit of growing beards, even if they are elderly, but the old man's hair is longer, thinner, and more slender, or thin. That's the difference.

They fought both men and women, with the exception of older female trolls. I saw this with mixed feelings. All the people are soldiers when they are at a critical juncture and there is nothing they can do. So you can imagine what the fierce battle ahead will look like.

On the bright side, it's possible that the elves have suppressed the trolls' onslaught, and the trolls are already at the end of their power.

It's tiring to walk with them, trolls are good at running, it's the best race I've ever seen running in the jungle, their huge feet are naturally adapted to running in the forest.

But along the way I found something bad.

Not only did they destroy all the elven villages and towns along the way, but the orcs even built a place similar to an altar.

Originally, I thought it was the place where the orcs created the Death Knights, but at that time I realized that the number of Death Knights was indeed not much. But then, when I saw one head grow from the shoulder of an ogre in the glow of magic, and the other came out, my eyes fell out in amazement.

I'm not exaggerating, that altar not only brings the dead back to life, but also creates two-headed ogres.

You must have fought the Two-Headed Ogre, and if you fought in the Battle of Blackstone Mountain, you must have suffered their losses. The words ferocious, brutal, and evil are not enough to describe these fellows, who are more terrible than the orcs.

The two-headed ogre has the physical strength of a single-headed ogre, and has opened the talent of the two-headed ogre. It's an army that really scares me, and they're so much more destructive than the Death Knights.

As I told you, the caster's ability to cast more powerful spells depends entirely on one's physical and mental strength. The higher the physical strength, the stronger the mental power, and it is impossible for a human soldier to take out a troll warrior with his bare hands!

No way!

They are not a little taller than humans, in front of them, I am about the same height as a child, they are not fat, they are strong! Strong enough to kill a horse with one punch.

It was a single-headed ogre that could face the Paladin's charge. What kind of army would dare to do such a thing? If it weren't for the fact that there were not many of them, our history would have come to an end.

But the two-headed ogres are different, they have different talents than a head, and the one has no advantages other than good physical strength, and their IQ is extremely low. But the two-headed ones are the opposite, they are much more intelligent, but much weaker.

But now the situation is that the orcs have transformed them, turning the ogre with one head into two.

Can you relate to what I'm saying? That would be a disaster for us! Because I later saw with my own eyes that the ogre troops were completely crushed when they fought with the elven troops, they were not created to charge, of course, the two-headed ones also had that kind of magic that didn't work, but once they could use magic, it was simply unstoppable!

I don't know who led that elven army, and I'll never know, they don't even have a chance to escape. At that time, I was tracking the ogre army, and the number of elven troops I encountered was at least four or five times that of the ogre, and it stands to reason that if our troops were four or five times that of the orcs, this battle must be fought, right!

They thought the same thing, but the scene changed dramatically as soon as the elves attacked! The ogre army has shield guards, and the ogre likes to gather in piles, and no one can stand it when they release magic together!

A long, long time ago, I had a good brother who died in this loss, and Brightwood hadn't lost it at that time.

Ogres don't like fireballs, they like to cast ranged spells, where flames fall from the sky or erupt from cracks in the earth.

The team of hundreds of people bloomed in an instant. The elves' proud bows and arrows were basically dumb after only two rounds. And these two rounds of shooting, I think it was an ogre, and I didn't shoot it dead!

The ranks of the elves dispersed in an instant, everyone hugged their heads and ran away, that kind of fire is not the same as the kind of fire we use to boil water and cook, that kind of fire is a wildfire, a flowing fire, very difficult to extinguish. A little bit of it can burn, let alone set fire to the cloak and armor.

It's really miserable!

The air soon filled the air with the smell of cooked meat, then burnt, and the smell was very ...... Up.

The ogres were not in a hurry to chase, and after blowing up the formation of the elves, they began their own hunting game, which I felt was a game in their eyes, and some began to release fireball magic. It's like a game of doll hunting in an amusement park, throw out a sandbag and hit which one to get. But they released fireballs, ice picks, and some of them were tormenting the struggling elves on the ground with wands.

It's not a war anymore, it's a game.

The ogre wiped out the army so easily, and many of those who fled in all directions couldn't escape the spells released by the ogre.

Our mages cast spells to be thrown, but those ogres really feel like they're being jetted.

If you can't escape, if you can't escape, you're dead.

The slaughter stunned me, but the ogre army returned to the altar after the battle. I recognize the orc with the horns on his back, and I recognize the strong ogre leader.

Just when I felt that the ogre army was going to change the tide of the battle in front of me, I realized that this was completely different from what I had thought, that horned orc's name was Gul'dan, and of course I knew its name!

The guy didn't organize the less than 100 ogre troops into the attacking troops, but scattered them into various ogre units, and they never went into battle.

Then the orc went mad and worked day and night. I could only see from afar, not close.

After two days of observation, I decided to go to the front line, only to find out where there were still orc troops here, all trolls!

But the trolls don't attack either, they just besiege the city. But the outside of the not very big elf city seems to be surrounded by bubbles, like soap bubbles, colorful and beautiful.

On the ground outside that bubble there were human corpses, orc corpses, elven corpses, except for the corpses of trolls.

It's not that there are no troll corpses, but they are all taken away by the trolls. But the corpses of the orcs who were also attacking together were thrown there like this, which is a bit strange.

Aren't there some orc troops at the altar not too far away? But that's a bit of a minority!

Looking at the burned, blackened earth and countless fresh, burned corpses, it is hard to imagine how many fierce battles took place here some time ago.

I don't understand what this is all about.

I wanted to sneak into town at night, but it was too risky! This elf's unknown magic not only envelops the city, but this thing glows!

That is, day and night, the light from the bubble-like hood makes me nowhere to hide. Facing the army of trolls outside besieging the city, I felt like I would have been shot instantly.

But just when I didn't have any ideas, I noticed that the trolls' army was starting to loosen!

There was no change on the bright side, but the withdrawal of troops began secretly!

I'm even more confused by this situation, the front line is full of trolls, the orcs are all gone, there are some orc troops at the altar, and there are ogres but they don't move forward!

Has the orc army been annihilated?