Day and night, the wind does not stop, day and night, heavy snow continues.

Rod couldn't remember the last time he ate, he was numb. When you open your eyes, you will see a vast expanse of snow, and when you close your eyes, there will be no boundless darkness. Reciprocating cycles. When he and Jiger divided their troops, there were fifty-two people around them, but now, there are only twenty-three left, and in just three days, more than twenty more people have fallen on the way to the Troll King's lair.

Giger is right, although it is only a short period of four or five days, it is the distance between life and death. When Rhodes climbed to the top of the snow with his almost numb feet, he saw a gray scene, like a sea of mist, and the distant mountains were shrouded in layers of snowflakes, and the snow obscured his vision. Even the eagles can't fly to the heights, there is nothing here, only the cold wind that howls all day long and the snow that seems to never stop.

"Forward!"

A streak of cold air was inhaled into his lungs, and Rhodes raised his tomahawk and shouted loudly. The voice disappeared into the wind, and it was not the heroic words of the warriors that responded to him, but the roar of the greenskins. They were right behind them, getting closer, getting closer......

Like the human team, the orcs could not withstand the extreme climate of the high mountains, and a large number of green skins fell on the road of the "Long March", so that in the end, only the black orc warriors of the undead guards were still with the iron skins. The number will not exceed fifty.

"The snow will bury you here!"

The dwarven warrior Grondi yelled at the greenskins who were catching up.

However, he can't turn back, and no one can turn back now. Humans are physically exhausted, and the green skins are equally exhausted. Let the Troll King crush you all, Rhodes thought to himself.

Endless mountains, as small as a swarm of ants, staggered along the mountain path. Or rather, there is no road here at all. Bogur only walked on his impressions and memories. With each step, the snow reaches knee level. Climbing the highest peaks, they were even at a tenth of their usual speed. Every step is difficult.

Snowflakes blew white on Rod's eyebrows and beard, freezing his cheeks. Finally, on the fifth day, the crowd arrived at the legendary Lair of the Troll King.

The scene in front of him was a hundred times more spectacular than Rhodes imagined, this was not an ordinary cave, it was like a huge cave formed after the forced landing of a certain spaceship, and the entrance of the cave was even several times larger than the main gate of Dulong City. Both humans and orcs look as small as ants below the entrance of the cave. The bleak sunlight shone through the cave opening, so that the whole cave was not too dark.

The legendary Troll King is here. Trolls are creatures that are extremely bloody and brutal, they eat almost anything, whether it is flesh or bones, and even when there is no food, steel and stone are also one of their food. At the same time, this species has an outrageously powerful ability to heal healing, wounds can heal in a short time, and the only thing that can kill them is fire. The Troll King is not the strongest, but he is the most clingy opponent. If he hadn't used fire, Rhodes estimated that Ironhide could have slashed with the Troll King for a month...... But only if they identify each other as adversaries, rather than positioning humans as adversaries......

"Brothers, what we have done today is enough to go down in history. ”

Dressed in a manticore cloak, Rhodes shouted with his axe and walked into the cave first.

However, the greenskins are not far behind. A wild roar echoed outside the cave.

"Bring them in!"

Rod roared, and the tomahawk was thrown, slashing through the first green-skinned orc to rush up. As he retracted his tomahawk, Rhodes heard the familiar roar of Grimg Ironskin.

The black orc still looked in good spirits, shaking the snow off his body and roaring as he galloped in.

At the same time, Rhodes led the team towards the cave. One eight

"Brute, I'm here again, Bogul Iron Wall is here again! I'm going to cut your head through!"

The dwarven butcher shouted, and rushed forward.

In the light of the torches, the white bones on the ground were faintly visible. The further you run inside, the more bones there are. It is impossible to imagine how many explorers this troll king has killed in a hundred years, and everything in the mountains is his prey, including his men......

Suddenly, the white bear Ursock roared in impatience.

Rod swallowed a mouthful of water, and he saw the huge shadow on the rock wall, about the same height as the giant, but twice as large as the giant......

"It's coming......"

Bogur roared under his breath.

The dwarves are ready to fight to the death. I saw that at the turn of the cave, a huge figure turned around, in the cave in the middle of winter, two dazzling blue lights pierced the darkness, and after a while, people saw clearly, it was a pair of terrifying eyes. The Troll King Soronge's massive and majestic body stepped out of the darkness, his eyes flickering with icy flames. In his hand he held an oversized war hammer that looked like it was made from the trunk of an entire tree, the head of the hammer was a cold boulder, and a large, eerie eye moved on top of the weapon.

Thronger roared, and in an instant, the entire cave echoed with the beast's roar...... It was as if a few pieces of gravel had fallen down because of this.

This roar is shocking, this is the most terrifying and domineering roar on the top of the vast snow-capped mountain. The human warriors in the cave felt fear in their hearts, as if their bodies were trembling unconsciously. However, the green-skinned leader behind him, Grimug Ironskin, had a satisfied smile on his lips.

He found it, found his next opponent. An opponent who is more valuable and worthy of a challenge than the White Bear Lord.

"Be careful!"

Ahead, Rhodes had sensed the Troll King's deep hostility to the intruders. The soldiers are being made to retreat, and it is already too late.

Soronger strode with a stone hammer in hand, a large tongue spitting out of its misshapen, ugly mouth, with a disgusting stench, and a cloud of dark green vomit spewed out. The soldiers in front barely had time to dodge, and they were sprayed by this sudden liquid, only to see two northern soldiers who were sprayed by the troll king, and their bodies immediately melted quickly!

It was the Troll King's vomit, the most corrosive liquid in the world! Under the corrosion of this liquid, which was a hundred times more powerful than sulfuric acid, the two warriors instantly became unrecognizable, and after a few seconds, their skin, including their armor, began to deform, gradually turning into a puddle of bloody semi-liquid!

This almost perverted corrosive attack startled even Ironhide, but soon the orc leader was uplifted, he was born to fight, and the stronger the opponent he encountered, the more his endless power could be unleashed.

Grimg Ironhide roared, flipping over all the living things in his path, all but the Troll King in his eyes. At the same time, the Troll King Solonga also began to kill.

He crushed the tiny humans and greenskins on the ground.

After squandering a green-skinned orc, he grabbed a human soldier from the north, put him to his mouth, and bit the soldier's head with one mouth, the crisp sound of bones shattering sounded, and at the same time, the soldier's blood rushed in the air. Thorenger threw away the headless corpse and swept the hammer forward, and in an instant, four or five northern soldiers were sent into the air, screams and roars echoing through the vast cavern......