Removing her hand and stepping on her neck with the soles of her feet, the clever Kunna had already discovered the weaknesses of these warriors, and as long as she didn't give them a chance to let out the roar she had before, her strength and ability would return to their original levels after a certain amount of time.

In other words, what she was stepping on at this time was just a shorter man who was stronger than the usual horned hoof.

She stepped on the warrior's neck, first looking around herself and her surroundings;

The wound that came out of the abdomen was almost unobstructed, and the muscle tissues and internal organs that had begun to regenerate were tightly wrapped around the weapon inserted into it, effectively alleviating the previous serious injury;

Even because a part of the residual blood in the abdominal cavity can flow out along the long rod of the weapon, it greatly alleviates the bad situation in the cavity due to the difference in the rate of tissue regeneration, which may occur due to the pressure of blood accumulation and the frustration of visceral regeneration.

Behind her, the two fighters who had been kicked out of the control circle by Kunna and another teammate had finally recovered earlier;

They linger on the periphery for the rest of the day, trying to find a way to join the fray without having to suffer from the effects of disgusting control techniques.

In the middle, the trolls who had been being charged, at this time, after passing the period of strong control effect of the ancestral spirit warriors, finally adapted to the stiff attack and control methods of the earthshakers, and began to gradually have a more powerful counterattack ability.

The harassment behind her is gone, and Quinna and the other troll are finally no longer aggrieved and can give full play to their strengths.

"Hurt yourself! Pain can stay awake! ”

After reminding her comrades behind her of her, Quinna chose to believe in them, believing that they could cope with the situation that had begun to be reversed;

So, she once again turned her gaze back to the hornhoe warrior at her feet;

The horn-hoofed warrior with his neck trampled on didn't sit still, and he tried to fight back with punches and kicks.

Kunna used her lower body to withstand the punches and kicks that came from the attack, and after bending her knees to close the gap, she clasped her hands together and smashed them down into the warrior's face;

One-hit, two-hit..... Two heavy 'thump' sounds, the warrior's stout neck bent back strangely, and his head half-sunk into the ground;

His facial bones were almost completely shattered, and his teeth mixed with broken bones and a thick, semi-solidified red and white liquid gradually flowed all around him;

At this point, the counterattack of the Ancestral Spirit warriors finally stopped....

Kunna was still angry, she was only one step away from death before;

If these hornhoes could better understand the troll's physical condition and overcome the height disparity and choose to attack her heart or brain directly, the consequences would be dire......

With a mixture of fear and happiness, Kunna once again grabbed the warrior's neck, lifted him up a second time, and slammed it to the ground again;

Then, she picked up the sword that had fallen to the ground with the previous two slams, and stabbed the warrior's half-disintegrated face with a single blow.

"Go and meet your ancestral spirits! Damn horn-hoofed dwarf!

”

"Hoo ....."

With a deep breath, Kunna, who had done all this and finally regained her composure a little, looked to the left.....

Another comrade-in-arms, who was 'sympathetic', just at this time withdrew his hand from his opponent's chest and tore out a heart from his body that was still twitching slightly;

With one hand, he grabbed the corner and slammed his knee-crushed neck, while with the other he pulled up the thing that still had a few veins attached to it and pulled it in front of the ancestral warrior who had only one breath left, and smashed it in front of him.

Fragments flowed from between his hands, licking the flesh between his claws, and the fierce light in the warrior's eyes finally faded.

"You're disgusting~" Kunna scoffed.

"You're no better~" The warrior glanced at the shapeless puddle of red and white at her feet, indicating that no one should say anything about anyone, and they were not good birds.

"Haha! But it's cool! The warrior let out a long laugh, broke off the long weapon at the front and rear wounds, and took the short piece that remained on the abdomen and the outside of both sides, and killed the battlefield behind him again;

And Kunna did the same, and also turned around and rushed over.

The ensuing battle was nothing to be said of, and without the help of the Ancestral Spirit warriors, the members of the Earthshaker Legion were slaughtered in a short period of time, and none of them survived.

Unlike the successful Jedi counterattack on Kunna's side, the rest of the Far Wanderer reconnaissance team really suffered casualties at the hands of the Ancestral Spirit warriors;

In follow-up contact, the communicators received accurate information that five groups of three-three similar to them had encountered troops with ancestral spirit warriors in their first or second battles;

As a result, a composite group is now out of action, and they may have two results at this time, either the entire army is wiped out, or the communication staff is dead and they lose the means to communicate with the rest of the group;

The other four Nine Troll Synthesis Groups all suffered the death price of 2-4 people before they killed all the pursuing troops with Ancestral Spirit warriors on the opposite side.

In other words, in these two rounds of counterattacks, the trolls lost at least fifteen and at most twenty comrades.....

This cooled the brains of the Far Travelers a little, allowing them to return to their previous state of cunning and become more cautious in their actions.

At the same time, battlefield information such as 'Hornhoe Elite Combat Methods', 'Powerful Control Techniques', 'Weak Control Techniques', and 'Effect of Pain' were also disseminated among the frontline groups, and were sent to the base by the summoners as soon as possible, paving the way for the next major battle and reducing casualties that could be expanded under unknown circumstances.

On the Hornhoof side, the priests in the city had already informed the Great Chief of the tragic battlefield situation and made a suggestion to withdraw the encirclement team as soon as possible.

In response to this situation, the Great Chief and the clan chiefs, while spreading the news of the victory in the city, urgently contacted the troops outside the city and told them to retreat quickly.

Naturally, the trolls could not hide the trolls' movements from the pursuing army, and after discovering their evacuation movements, the Far Travelers moved again.

They activated the Windranger Totem more frequently, changed their roles to become the pursuers, and harassed and sneak attacked in groups while the enemy had not yet been concentrated.

In the process, the remaining 150 trolls gradually gathered into three groups, each of which successfully intercepted a part of the hornhoofed warriors and prevented them from returning to the city.

However, the three shamans who left the city did not choose to retreat, they led the remnants of the elite army that had been assembled, plus five shamans, ten ancestral spirit warriors, and five hundred earth-shakers who had received from the city, and went straight to kill one of the Far Travelers.

In the face of this large number gap, the far-away travelers who had regained their composure because of the previous sacrifice did not go to hard steel.

Before the enemy arrived, they seized the time to kill a wave, and immediately scattered birds and beasts, went around a few large arcs to the battlefield where the other two Far Travelers were located, and took advantage of the time difference to successfully kill the elite horned and hoof warriors blocked by the other side.

When the eight shamans arrived with their army, they looked at the battlefield where nearly thirty soldiers had died in a short period of time, and their hearts ached beyond measure.

They wanted to retaliate, but when they left the city, they had already monitored the imminent arrival of hundreds of cavalry, so they had no choice but to retreat.

At the gates of the city, the remaining army imposed the strictest martial law, preventing the people from seeing the large number of corpses being brought back, curbing the panic that might have spread further, and convincing the people of the news of a great victory in the sweep.

But what the situation is, in fact, the top of the tribe knows it;

The army that left the city suffered heavy losses, and a total of sixteen Ancestral Spirit warriors and hundreds of Earth Shakers were sacrificed before and after, but the results of these sacrifices were less than twenty troll warriors.

The altar of the ancestors was gloomy and miserable because of this.....

Outside the city, Daba led the cavalry corps of the expeditionary force to finally arrive, but there was no battle left to fight here.... At least for the time being, yes.

In desperation, he led his cavalry around the city for two weeks and showed off his might, and then temporarily stopped in the north, preparing to intercept the 'escape' that might occur before the battle.

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In the direction of the new base, the witch doctors had completed the construction of the camp during this time, and had rushed to the production of enough improvised sampans, and the army of trolls was carrying engineering equipment onto the 'ship' after being popularized with the combat information of the horned hoofs, and set off again after about two lights.

With the help of waterways, the trolls were freed from speed, and most of the army quickened their pace and hurried towards the city of New Toulon.

Half a day later, the overland army arrived first and began to help the witch doctor set up the battlefield;

Farmland has been cleared, ridges blocking the road have been cleared, and improvised rest camps have been erected.

A little later, some of the trolls traveling along the waterway also arrived with a large number of engineering weapons, and quickly deployed.

In this way, under the indifference of the horned hoofs in the city, the trolls completed all the preparations for the attack in the south of the city.

The city of New Toulon was built by the joint efforts of the shamans and all the people.

By combining magic and physics, the city of Toulon was sturdy and tall, unlike any other tribal building the trolls had seen in the Black Forest.

The seven witch doctors had done all their work by this time, and they looked up at the wall that was enough to be praised as 'majestic', and their eyes met the eyes of the city that contained fear, hatred, and determination, and they thought in their minds how to siege the city and deal with the power of the enemy's magic.

"Your Excellency the Witch Doctor! The armor has been distributed, and all the troops are ready for battle! ”

"How? Do you want to attack right away? A witch doctor asked the rest of his companions.

"I'm a little worried, their magic power seems to be... No, it's obviously more profound than us, what if there are still some means that we can't imagine? ”