"Forget it, no matter how much, I'll leave this kind of thing to the witch doctors to solve......"

His caution didn't last long, and he was soon excited to fight a race he had never seen before.

As he ran, the four trolls behind him let out a few long howls, and the Windranger Totem was activated;

The effect was immediate, and the squad leader's position soon fell from the front to the back, and he fell further and further behind.

"Damn it! You cunning bunches! He howled loudly in anger, clearly aware of what the team was trying to do.

"Hahahaha! The battle is ours!

！

”

The team laughed and walked away, aiming at the unfamiliar 'enemy' one by one, completely forgetting what the original purpose was.

The distance of more than 100 meters almost flashed away under the blessing of the totem, and the shocked herd of beasts fled south in fright.

The trolls had long seen the 'enemy' posture, an erect creature with two horns at the top, a convex face, nearly intact hooves on its feet, and four fingers on its hands;

They have unusually thick hair on their heads, just above their necks, and on their chins, hooves, and wrists, but most of their bodies are blue, hairless, skinless, at least the parts that are exposed outside of clothing.

This look, while strange to the troll travelers, is by no means ugly;

It has extremely strong muscles all over its body, and it is even quite attractive;

It's a pity that the height of about 2.7 meters seems a little short to the troll.

At this time, three tall and one short four upright people who looked like herdsmen, although their faces were a little panicked, but on the whole they seemed to be calm;

They drew their weapons from their waists and headed for the lightning-fast approaching 'ghost beast enemies'.

'Dangdang Dang'

The sound of weapons handing over soon sounded, and the speed brought by the Windranger Totem added an extra layer of charge to the trolls;

When the two sides clashed, the herders were pushed back several meters, followed by a continuous flood of attacks.

They would have to expend all their energy just to resist, and there was little way to fight back effectively.

The attack frequency of the trolls at this time is nearly thirty percent higher than that in the normal state;

Coupled with its own strength, it has not yet seen a few weapon exchanges, so that the opponents will lose for a long time.

So the wounds began to appear, and the herdsmen, after holding on for a few breaths, were knocked to the ground one by one before the team leader could run.

"What's next?"

The Far Travelers put their special long swords against the opponent's eye sockets, and then asked the team leader who had just arrived in a simple tone;

After grabbing their opponents, they seem to be back to their previous stupid state.

"Gurgling! Jabber!

”

"Uh... What is he saying? ”

"Damn it! I don't know! Why didn't you wait for me just now!

”

"Hey, who told you to run slowly?"

"Go, get out of the way!"

The captain squeezed the team away, picked up the weapons on the ground that had been used to resist, and observed.

The weapon is in the shape of a knife, which is nearly half shorter than the heavy knife that the tribe has experimented with before, about 0.7 meters;

But he had already discovered that this thing was not as bad as the weapons used by other tribes in the Black Forest, and it had collided with the steel-wood longsword several times.

"You... What is it? This one... What is it? ”

The team leader stared into the other party's eyes and tried to slow down his speech and asked.

"Gurgling! Jabber!

”

It's still a chicken and a duck, he has a slight headache and doesn't know what to do.

But as soon as my mind turned, it seemed that there was no need to take care of this matter by myself? Wouldn't it be enough to call the squadron leader?

Thinking of this, he stopped paying attention to the captives, who did not know what they were, and turned his head to look south.

On that side, the beasts were no longer panicked and seemed to be under control.

The squad leader blew a hurried, 'situational' whistle, and at this distance, even if no officer activated the Listener Totem, it was still guaranteed to be heard.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the brutes to be driven to this side.

"Go and block them, don't let them escape." He commanded the team members.

Several team members left as they were told, and they didn't worry about whether the prisoners would hurt the team leader who stayed behind, and went directly to control the direction of the beast herd.

A moment passed, the brutes were quiet again, and the two squadron leaders came around from both sides and came to his side.

The two female squadron leaders are not ordinary trolls, but young witch medicine practitioners who are not very interested in the study of magic, but are interested in exploring the outside world.

Considering the special nature of the mission that the Voyager team will undertake, when the formation was first established, Bladefang also appointed them as the leaders of the two squadrons.

As it turned out, they did quite well, and without the mandatory order of the headquarters, they actually led the team out of the Black Forest.

"What love... Well? What is this!? ”

After becoming a faraway traveler, the witch medicine disciple who changed his name to Drow Lingtes (Far Fang) for himself asked in surprise when he got closer and saw several captives lying on the ground.

"I don't know, they can speak, but I don't understand." The team leader spread his hands, saying that he had done his best, and that the rest should be solved by the clever trolls of them.

At this time, another witch medicine disciple who also changed his name and is now called Cui Wen Lithes (Traveling Tooth) frowned and said quite seriously,

"Zhuo Erling, we should hurry back...", when she addressed her companion, she omitted the common 'tooth' pronunciation suffix in the teeth, which seemed more intimate.

[To tell the truth, I've been chasing more with reading books recently, switching sources, and reading aloud with more timbre,.. Both Android and Apple are available. 】

"Yes.... I think so too; Judging by his appearance, it is clear that he is from another civilization, and we must bring this news back as soon as possible, so that His Excellency the Speaker can make a judgment. ”

"So what do they do? Do you want me to kill me? ”

The captain drew his sword from his waist and once again struck it in the eye of one of the captives, who looked less hairy, had more immature horns, and was shorter;

Frightened, he quickly leaned back, trembling and pressing the back of his head to the ground, trying to get as far away from the tip of the sword as possible.

"Gurgling!

Jabber!

！ ”

The other three taller captives were red-eyed at this, and tried to say something in fierce words.

"Shut up! Or kill him!

”

Perhaps the squad leader's movements were too intuitive, even if it was a language barrier, it made them understand what they were expressing, and the captives closed their mouths in anger.

"There's no need to leave no room for it, bring a living companion, if there is a case in the future, it can be used to go around."

Clearly, Drow was worried about the situation if the forces behind the other party were stronger than the teeth.