On the altar of the ancestors dozens of meters, thirty-three members of the Ancestral Spirit Legion formed a ring, guarding the 13 shamans in the center;

The eldest of the shamans muttered mystical prayers in his mouth, dancing with the other 12 shamans around him, and were carrying out their usual daily rituals together.

On the second floor of the altar, the chief and the clan leaders waited silently and silently.....

Suddenly, the priest's brow furrowed tightly;

Not only him, but the rest of the priests who could communicate with the spirits of the ancestors also changed their faces at the same time.

But the shamans did not stop the ongoing ritual at the first time, but after it was finished, the chief priest came to the chiefs and clan chiefs and announced with solemn faces,

"The spirit of the ancestors has issued a new warning, our people are under attack in the south...."

"Attack? Is it Warcraft!? ”

"No, it's a small elite army in formation.... The Spirit of the Ancestors warns that danger is coming from the south. ”

"South? Could it be a fanged barbarian!

？ ”

"That's right, it could be revenge against Vino Trade...."

In the absence of suitable metal mines, only the "steel and wood" tools produced in the teeth could be used as a supplement to the few remaining metals on the migration route, thus speeding up their construction.

In the previous Vino trade, it was actually because of this that the overall behavior of the tribe appeared.

"Yes.... You also saw the 'note' some time ago, and almost none of our caravans were able to return, and they seem to be genuinely angry. The old shaman said.

"Incomprehensible brute.... Vino is as unbearable as they say! ”

"It's not helpful to talk about it at this point, and we have to start thinking about it..... Perhaps you should send emissaries to the south to explain and ease their anger. ”

"Explain what? Thanks to the ones they provided for the tribe, can't they plant a second insidious seed? These damn cunning brutes! ”

The chief priest was about to say something, but a glimpse of black out of the corner of his eye attracted his full attention.....

"Perhaps, we don't have time to make amends....." he muttered.

The Great Chief and the clan leaders also followed the old shaman's gaze to the south at this time, and the black pillars of smoke that rose up immediately came into their eyes.

"It's... It's not a 'small elite'..."The priests muttered distractedly.

The Great Chief's face had changed greatly, and he immediately shouted,

"War! It's war! All Clan Chiefs! Instantly! Immediately go and call the people inside and outside the city to return! ”

Before his words fell, the 17 clan leaders present had already galloped away from the altar and hurried towards their clan's settlement in the city.

"You two go and gather the Earthshaker Legion and quickly prepare for war;"

"You go and recruit civilians and let them get their weapons right away!"

The chief commanded his three sons, and then he turned to the shamans,

"Then the battle readiness of the Ancestral Spirit Legion will be handed over to you."

"We'll be...."

After the Great Chief left in a hurry, the Thirteen Shamans remained on the altar and looked at each other without saying a word..... After a long silence, the old shaman spoke,

"Bless the Ancestral Spirits for the Legion.... Alas, how can it be so difficult to survive with peace of mind...."

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In the southern passes, the arriving Troll Expeditionary Force has built a huge and fortified forward base here with the assistance of seven witch doctors;

The Mutant Bridge Tree was rapidly spawned, and they formed a circle on land and in the river, becoming the outer wall of the 'Combined Camp of Land and Water'.

In the surface part of the joint camp, more than 70 large and small ships have disappeared;

Soon after unloading their cargo on the night of arrival, they were already on their way home, ready to reinforce their troops or deliver the next batch of grain and grass as appropriate.

In the land camp, several huge granaries were built, into which all the crown wheat was stored;

The "Freezer Truck" has also been re-established and restored to the posture of the refrigerator tree, and has begun to better preserve the abundant meat in it.

In addition, the Far Wanderer Camp, the Cavalry Camp, and the Array Infantry Camp are also located in various areas within the wall.

Among them, the Far Wanderer unit, as one of the 'most professional' troops, was not mixed with the militia sequence this time;

Having maintained their integrity, they had now dispersed far north, carrying out the task of reconnoitring and capturing sporadic prisoners;

The moose cavalry and array infantry corps were different, and among the five hundred departed workers, except for the part of the far-travelers, the rest were basically scattered into the expeditionary force and became middle and high-ranking officers.

At this time, the moose cavalry team, which was a mixture of war and civilians, was patrolling around the advance base, always vigilant for a possible surprise attack;

The infantry, on the other hand, had already begun the construction of catapults and giant ballistas under the guidance of their apprentices.

In the center of the camp, two other large tents were erected separately.

First, it is the command tent where the witch doctor and the senior commander hold military discussions;

The other is the big tent where the members of the distribution group are located.

In the communication tent, messages from the far-travelers ahead are constantly received, translated, and sent to the command tent next door.

'The 17th group of the Far Travelers, spotting the enemy's build-up, suspected of detecting the expeditionary force; “

'Far Traveler Group 11, Area 03-1 Hornhooves evacuated; “

'Far Away........ 05-7....Evacuation; “

......

"It's time to get moving.... Although there has been no official contact, the news sent by the Far Traveler has confirmed the status quo. ”

"We were so careless that we didn't even notice the use of that black smoke..."

"It's okay, it's just a matter of destruction after all, let the army start to assemble."

"Understood!"

"The command will be handed over to you, and we, the witch doctors, will be responsible for assisting, and we can provide for any needs."

"Thank you for your support!"

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North-facing wilderness

Thirty 'self-propelled' catapults and fifty 'self-propelled' ballistae made a 'creaking' sound under the influence of the trolls;

Around them, more than 2,500 expeditionary forces were divided into four 625 corps, escorting many engineering vehicles, apprentices and other non-combat units in the center.

There is also an all-infantry corps, which is responsible for staying behind the camp and guarding the food and grass of the expeditionary force.

As they marched forward, a senior officer complained,

"We should have left some boats, these big guys are still too slow to walk in the wild...."

Another officer answered,

"The mistake is not only that, the location of the camp is too far back, we have to walk for two days and one night to reach the city of Toulon....."

"Alas, next time be careful... Wait, I'm going to have to write it all down so I don't forget it later. ”

"Yes, yes, I have to remember..."

The two officers took out their small notebooks, held the inkwell stoppers in their mouths, and began to write and draw as they walked.

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The two sides have quite a tacit understanding.... In other words, they don't even realize that they are going to have an "exchange of opinions" before engaging in battle, and they are simply doing their own thing.

And according to the intelligence on the front line, the opposing army's army did not show the slightest sign of going out of the city for field battles, and was always preparing for war in the city....

Time passed little by little in the boring march, and the environment in which the expeditionary force was located at this time could no longer be called a wilderness;

Large tracts of barren farmland have come into view, and all the horned hoofs that were supposed to work here have returned to the city.

There are improvised dirt roads to traverse the fields, and although the trolls can walk on them, there is no way for a large construction truck to pass through them;

There is also a section of ridges blocking the road between the cultivated fields under the dirt road, which greatly hinders the progress of catapults and ballistas.

Almost every distance they walked, the trolls had to carry the vehicle up and down, crushing large swaths of green seedlings while not being able to continue to speed up.

"Write it down, write it down, these guys don't make it bigger the better, it has to be decided according to the terrain....."

After recording the new knowledge, the studious officer looked up at the mental outlook of the militiamen under his command, and then he pondered for a moment and instructed the flag officer beside him,

"Summons the witch doctor, and asks if he can set up camp for the time being, and make a few improvised boats; The militia has already begun to get agitated .... If we continue like this, we'll have to leave these big guys here and travel lightly. ”

"Understood!"

At the officer's suggestion, the army immediately halted its advance and set up camp here.....

Immediately, the witch doctors used the various spare seeds on their bodies to start a new forward base.... By the way, use magic to make simple ships.

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At the altar of the city of New Toulon, the shamans are concentrated at the very top;

In the center of them was a large metal basin containing almost overflowing water, or some other special liquid.

And the liquid surface in the basin is reflecting the distant scene at this time.....

They missed the construction process of the 'land and water camp' before, and the shamans didn't figure out how the fanged barbarians could suddenly build such a huge camp under the warning of the ancestral altar almost immediately.

At that time, they thought of the possibility that it was only 'the magic power blocked the perception of the ancestral spirits', thinking that the warning appeared too late.

Now, they don't think that way anymore.....

The shamans clearly saw how the barbarians had built a new camp overnight, no less than the one that had come before.

Walls that grow out of thin air, strange trees that rise from the ground, and large sampans that appear one after another.....

This completely different spellcasting system made them scratch their heads, and at the same time, they once again realized the fact that 'barbarians are not barbarians'.

"Their anti-reconnaissance spell ability is very weak, and they haven't detected our peeps until now...."

"So what, we can barely watch and do nothing."

"The city is already full of their scouts, don't you really do something?"

"No, be patient.... We have to rely on the city walls to defend the city, fangs and barbarism... The trolls' field strength is too strong. ”

"Look at the water curtain!"

"Huh? .... Damn it! They're burning fields! Hurry up and change your perspective and see how much they burn! Hopefully it was an accident... Hopefully it was an accident...."

When the shamans cast the spell together, the water curtain was pulled away little by little, and a split screen appeared.... But soon, they no longer had to look through the water curtain;

Because in the distance, thick black smoke rose from almost the entire horizon.