Although most of the dark elves are chaotic and evil, they are not at all inefficient, and after just a few minutes, a large group of warriors rushed forward, regardless of gender, all ripped off their clothes, and anyone who dared to resist was immediately beaten violently. In the face of threats of violence, even the most reserved girls can only give in and let the other party abuse them wantonly. But fortunately, they don't look down on humans at all, and nothing like strong X happens.

It didn't take long for most people to quickly understand the meaning, and honestly lined up in a neat phalanx, standing still and not daring to move. Because the movement is slightly deformed, it is immediately a whip, and the feeling of pain to the bone marrow is not at all unbearable for human beings.

Looking at the faces that were a mixture of anger and shame, the corners of Henry's mouth turned up slightly to reveal a smile. It seems that these people are not as unbearable as they imagined, although they do not dare to resist, but at least they still retain a little self-esteem, for soldiers, nothing is more important than this.

The reason why he did it was to arouse the anger and unwillingness that everyone hid in their hearts. Those tattered clothes are the last fig leaf, and once stripped of light, it will psychologically produce the illusion of being forced to the edge of a cliff. At this time, it is very easy for them to forget their fears, to bring out all the potential in their bodies, and to do more with less in whatever they do.

Over the course of the next few years, the humans were scattered and drilled in units of a hundred, mainly to learn how to find their place in the phalanx, and to learn not to be scattered while walking, running, and attacking. The weapons are also very simple, with only spears, short swords, and shields, and only two tactics. That's the shield wall and the spike.

Henry simply didn't have enough time to train too much. So the simpler the better. In particular, the spear phalanx has a very obvious combat advantage over the traditional squad of the dark elves, as long as the formation is not chaotic, a round of attacks can cause heavy losses to the enemy.

After all, it is difficult for even the most powerful warriors to avoid the guns stabbed from the front. The city of Nasa is not like the surface, there is open terrain that can be outflanked, and there is no second choice but to fight hard.

Seeing this scene, the housemother of Xingdea on the balcony on the second floor couldn't help but nod slightly: "Yes, it's better than imagined." Maybe these human slaves can really bring us victory. ”

"I doubt it, you look at the way those humans tremble under the whip, I'm afraid that when they encounter a real dark elf warrior, they will immediately be terrified and afraid to move. They may be decent coolies, but they are never going to be good soldiers. Ishtar saw the key at a glance and pointed it out.

As Henry became more and more prominent, he began to worry a little about his position being threatened, so he wanted to show himself to his master mother that he was the best man in the family.

Of course, this kind of hidden battle does not cause violent conflict, because one of them is the eldest son and mage, and the other is the chief of martial arts and warrior. It doesn't have much to do with either the profession or the position, just to get more attention from the main mother. That's all.

Xingdra was well aware of his son's thoughts, shook his head lightly and admonished: "Don't underestimate Nime, although his character is very arrogant, but he is very good in terms of talent, I am afraid that there are few people in the whole city who can not compare." If you look at the formations that humans are training in, if you attack from the front, you will definitely cause a lot of problems for your opponent. With only the fear you mentioned, I think he must have a way to solve this problem. ”

Ishtar smiled disapprovingly, "Then let's wait and see." ”

With Uster. The magical ring of fire in the stone pillars in the center of Nasa dimmed once more, and the night finally fell underground. Humans who have been trained for a day can finally stop for a hot meal and a good night's sleep. In order to ensure that no one dies suddenly under the high-intensity training, the food ration is sufficient, and it is not given a meal for two or three days like other slaves.

But they still had no clothes, so they lay naked on the ground and fell into a groggy sleep. The temperature in the dark area is constant, so it is neither cold nor hot, so you don't have to worry about people catching a cold.

After a brief dinner, Henry did not either find a person of the opposite sex to vent his exuberant experience or go back to his room to sleep, as everyone else did, but took advantage of everyone's inattention to bypass the guards and go to the dungeon where the cave trolls were kept.

These terrifying monsters had apparently escaped the control of magic, and as soon as they saw a living thing, they immediately stood up excitedly, their two sharp claws desperately grasping through the cage, and their mouths let out a low roar of unknown meaning, and those cloudy eyes emitted a terrifying light, and saliva flowed down their stinky mouths.

Looking at the sharp claws less than a foot away from his eyes, Henry not only did not get nervous, but laughed: "Hehe, it is really a creature loyal to primitive instincts, no wonder with such a powerful regeneration ability is still used as a slave and cannon fodder." Sadly, now let me give you a new life. ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a vial of crimson liquid and uncorked it, followed by the sound of chanting incantations echoing through the dimly lit dungeon.

The magical syllables caused each cave troll to forget all their instincts for a moment and stand there motionless. As the speed of the spell became faster and faster, the potion in the bottle began to slowly boil, and it didn't take long for it to turn into a red mist and evaporate, soon filling every corner.

"Whew...... Call...... Call...... ...... "The cave troll's rapid, heavy breathing quickly overwhelmed the spell. They greedily inhaled a large amount of red mist, and after a few minutes, they began to convulse all over, and their blood vessels burst out, like an earthworm burrowing under the skin, looking very terrifying.

Henry ignored the monsters' anomalies and continued to chant incantations intently, while pulling out many strange things from his pocket, such as bat wings, a handful of golden sand, a rat's tail, vampire teeth, and so on. The whole process lasted enough for half an hour, and when the last step was completed, all the red mist in the room poured into the nostrils and mouth of the cave trolls, and nothing was wasted.

After doing this, he breathed a sigh of relief. Wipe the beads of sweat from your forehead. Nervously observing the situation inside the cage. I saw that the cave troll's thick layer of fat was burning rapidly. In just thirty seconds, he lost a lot of weight, and at the same time, the rubbery skin began to darken, and it reflected a metallic luster, which looked like it was wearing a piece of armor.

"The size and skin are fine, now there is only intelligence left, I hope there will be no accidents." Henry squinted his eyes and muttered to himself. The magical ritual he had just performed was designed to transform these irrational cave trolls into smarter, more cunning war trolls.

Of course, it's not easy. Generally speaking, mages and warlocks will choose forest trolls that are smaller and relatively easy to control and capture. Powerful people like Mountain Trolls and Cave Trolls are rarely able to do so because they require a very high cast level and a relatively low success rate.

However, once it succeeds, the benefits are quite a lot, after all, there is a huge gap between the height of two meters and five and three meters, and the basic elements such as strength, regeneration speed, agility, and vitality are also much higher than the average, once such a warrior appears on the battlefield, it is definitely a nightmare for everyone.

Maybe it's because it takes a long time to rebuild the brain, or maybe it's because the cave trolls have too little intelligence. Anyway, it took more than an hour for them to slowly pick up from the ground. The gaze in his eyes was no longer cloudy, and there was no more saliva in his mouth.

After observing their surroundings, these terrifying monsters all made a surprising move. Without hesitation, they fell to their knees and shouted a word in a stammering troll voice: "Master! ”

"Great Master, thank you for giving us wisdom and new life." A cave troll who looked like a leader said respectfully.

Although the war trolls have an independent personality and mind, they are absolutely loyal to the creator and will never betray them. They are magical creations made for war and killing, and are not interested in anything else.

In the long history of the Faeron Continent, most of these guys appeared scattered, because the trolls themselves are a bit difficult to catch, and the transformation ritual also requires a lot of money, so they are not very popular with spellcasters, and many mages would rather spend a lot of money to make a golem than use war trolls.

However, there are only a few records that show that once the war trolls join a side in large numbers, then the army is guaranteed to be victorious.

Henry felt that one of the reasons why no mage was willing to make in large quantities was the huge appetite of these guys. As pure carnivores, they have to eat 360 kilograms of meat about their own weight in a day, which is simply unbearable for a world with generally low productivity.

You must know that even if you raise a war horse dragon (a carnivorous dinosaur obtained by a magical hybrid, five to six meters tall and weighing more than twelve tons, it can be domesticated as a mount, and the open price reaches 100,000 gold coins) will not be much more than that, and the gap between the giant beast cavalry and the troll infantry is not ordinarily large.

But war trolls are still of great value, they are different from their own kind, not only can they learn superb martial arts, but they are also proficient in various tactics, and some guys with relatively high intelligence can even become excellent generals. On top of that, their bodies have been magically modified and are not afraid of fire like ordinary trolls, with their only weakness being strong acid.

It is well known that there is no excellent industrial system on the Ferron Road, which means that things like sulfuric acid, hydrochloric acid, and nitric acid cannot be produced in large quantities, and ordinary people other than the caster have no ability to refine and synthesize them. As a result, war trolls don't have many natural enemies, and most of the time they are able to defeat many difficult opponents with their terrifying regeneration abilities alone.

No warrior likes to fight monsters with regenerative abilities, because these guys don't care if they get hurt or not, and if they are not careful, they will suffer a big loss. It was because of this that Henry decided to get a group of war trolls in order to deal with the huge number of slaves and cannon fodder, especially the kobolds and goblin families who could not be killed...... (To be continued......)