With the strength of the witch doctors, more than a dozen arm-thick vines with sharp spikes on them burrowed out of the ground, churning up and down in the opposing camp.

If you want to say how many casualties they caused, that's really not much..... That is, under the scratching of the spikes on it, the trolls that touched it were bloody in their flesh, and they were scratched out and looked at serious scars.

Blade Fang was a little dissatisfied, and wondered if he would have to let the witch doctors who specialize in this study find a way to integrate the 'plant toxin' in the future....

But even so, the role played by the vines at this moment should not be underestimated.

At the right time, they stirred like giant serpents in the enemy's ranks, and the noise caused by them, and the howls of the wounded, seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

In the enemy formation, deserters finally appeared.

At the beginning, the deserters were only a few scattered in the outermost circle, but once the phenomenon of frighty appeared, it was easy to drive the joint reaction of the surrounding teammates.

It was only a moment before the trolls began to turn and flee in groups.

Seeing this, Bladefang raised his hand and fired a fire bullet that had begun to charge in the direction of the sky, and controlled it to explode at a high point, becoming a beautiful firework.

In the next moment, as if waiting for some signal, the gate of the tribe was suddenly opened, and the sub-leader with no trolls on his back led thirty moose cavalry to rush out of the door.

They slowly moved forward, and when they reached a distance of eighty meters, they launched a charge towards the enemy like a thousand horses.

The distance of more than eighty meters passed in an instant, and the leading sub-leaders lowered their heads and overturned all the trolls in front of them with their huge horns like steel forks;

Behind them, the trolls clung to the backs of their moose mounts and crunched down on their rough feet;

They held the reins with one hand, and with the other they extended their spears straight forward, followed by a less skilled assault on the array.

At this moment, in the area they inserted, the rout phenomenon that had begun to appear immediately rose to a level, and large groups of trolls began to scatter and run.

At the center of your array, several large fireballs were shot out at the right time, landing in the enemy cluster that had not yet figured out the situation and was still insisting on attacking.

"Boom! Bang! ”

Under the fierce light and impact, several trolls who were hit flew backwards and knocked down several teammates;

In a moment, they got up in a daze, turned crookedly and ran.

Vines, cavalry, flame charges, these sets of combos worked, and there were not many casualties, but the huge momentum finally caused the enemy to collapse on all fronts.

At the same time, the main force on the side of the blade teeth also began to exert their strength, and the shield attack opened the way and launched a full-line attack;

Both the soldiers and the hunters began to chase and fight in small teams under his orders.

The fierce trolls caught up with the enemy, stabbed the fugitive's chest breathing zone with their sharp spears two meters away, and then stepped over their silent howling opponents.

The trolls, whose speed and stamina were a little weaker, came from behind, held down the enemy trolls who had lost their strength for a short time due to chest injuries, and quickly tied their hands and feet as if they were prey, and then left them to continue on their way.

Operations like this happen everywhere from the battlefield to the edge of the forest, and the enemy is captured at any time.

Among them, the lucky injured will have free hands to help control the wounds, while the unfortunate ones can only wait for help in the discomfort of blood accumulation.

In the range visible to the naked eye, the soldiers' capture efficiency is undoubtedly the highest;

They threw down their shields, which would be cumbersome in pursuit, or stabbed with spears, or picked up the close-range spear throwing skills of the hunt, or stabbed with heavy swords, and finally left the largest number of enemy trolls in the open field.

The hunters came out in groups as if hunting, throwing spears, stones, nooses, and almost everything, leaving behind many enemies, and even chasing them into the invisible forest.

That's where they can get their hands on it, and they will surely succeed in keeping more prisoners than their soldiers.

Bladefang had the greatest hopes for the moose cavalry, and even expected them to go around and intercept the retreat of some of the enemy trolls.

But after some comparison, it was found that their record was the most stretched....

Ordinary moose can still follow the sub-leader blindly at first;

But as the battlefield deepened, the surrounding enemy roared and the weapons exchanged became more dense and noisy, they began to panic, and they frightened themselves at any time, and the cavalry could not control it at all......

In the end, the squadron had no choice but to abandon its scurrying mounts and continue the battle by converting cavalry into infantry.

The great pursuit would continue until the next morning;

Obviously, they had been fighting for a long time, and they would continue to pursue the trolls for most of the day, but there was no sign of complaint in the back, but they chased each one more excitedly.

Bladefang himself did not go after him, he took the time to interrogate the captives, and from the bits and pieces of information from their mouths, he distilled the information from their mouths who the enemy was, where the lair was, and why he attacked.

"The enemy is a coalition of the three tribes of the East, with at least seven witch doctors; And unlike our teeth, it was an outsider who only migrated when the old witch doctor was a child; They are deeply rooted here, and have a deep kinship with many small tribes in the surrounding area... The most troublesome thing is that they still seem to have gods and goddesses? ”

Since 'sacred mountain' is a proper noun, Bladefang can't accurately define its meaning from the words of the original troll;

He could only speculate based on the known information such as 'worship' and 'give us food', and came to the terrible conclusion that he was a 'suspected god'.

'Gods' can be a troublesome proposition for the present and even for the tribes of the future for a long time to come.

This speculation immediately shook Blade Fang's confidence in the follow-up arrangement......

In the council chamber, Bladefang and other witch doctors focused on this issue while the large army that captured the captives had not yet returned.

"'Gods'? What does that mean? I've never heard a word like this. The Sharptooth Witch Doctor said.

Not only him, but even the oldest witch doctor in the audience said that he had not heard of the concept that Bladefang said;

But in the end, Bladetooth learned another valuable answer.

"Your Excellency, if it is the word 'holy mountain,' I know what it means, for the three tribes of Coulon, Ricia, and Vitrei, backed by a strange mountain;"

"If we go east for ten days from here, we can see it faintly; Most of it looks exactly like a normal mountain, but the top part has a strange white color, and the local troll tribe seems to call it the 'Holy Mountain'. ”

"Yes, I followed the former chiefs.... It's the one I killed..."

After listening to the words of the great witch doctor, the archon immediately wanted to say something;

But halfway through the sentence, as if embarrassed by his own barbarism, he paused before continuing,

"We went to the Koulung to challenge their warriors, and I saw the same mountain at that time..... I've gone up with the old chief. ”

"Huh? Been there? What is it like on it, and is there anything that makes you feel horrible? Blade's eyes lit up, and he asked quickly.

"Uh.... Nothing special.... It's just that there will be a strange feeling in the body .... How to say it...."

The archon stared at his eyebrows and pondered, as if he had suddenly thought of something, and his fists intersected to make a crisp 'snap' sound, and he continued to explain angrily,

"That's right! It's the same feeling as when you put your hand in that refrigerator tree! Yes, that's it! ”

Hearing this, his head seemed to be slashed by a bolt of lightning, and Blade Fang suddenly understood what was going on.

'Hands stuffed into the fridge tree.... That's cold, right? Mountain, white at the top, cold.... The so-called 'holy mountain' is a snow-capped mountain? 'Keeping food for a long time' means that they are using the temperature of the peak to store food.....

'I see, I've been scaring myself for a long time......

The heavy sense of uneasiness in his heart dissipated, and the blade teeth stretched out as if relieved.

"I see, the 'sacred mountain' is just an ordinary mountain with a cold top because of its height, and the three are using the temperature to store food, just like we use the refrigerator tree..... I.... No wonder it can feed so many people. ”

He explained, trying to comfort the other trolls.

However, in fact, since the other trolls don't seem to have the concept of 'gods' in their heads, they naturally have nothing to fear.

The trolls looked at each other when they heard this, and although they still didn't know what Bladefang was worried about before, they were happy to see that he was finally back to normal, as if they were relieved.

"That being the case, the pursuit plan proceeded as usual."

"Put the captives in their previous shelters first, and the rest of the idle forces hurry up and sort out enough food for five hundred trolls for ten days."

"The fugitives don't have the necessary supplies, and they will inevitably waste a lot of time hunting on the way back, so this is our chance to catch them all!"

"Understood!"

"Understood!"