Elf: "What's that?" ”

The bowed and arrowed female elf's gaze wandered, firmly fixed on a low bush on the ground.

The elves have a faint vision, and with the faint moonlight falling from the treetops, the mountains and forests at night are almost indistinguishable from the daytime, and everything is clearly visible.

[Elven language] "It's the enemy!" ”

Aegno Morrowind also noticed the windless shrub that was automatic - it couldn't move like that even if there was wind! Little by little, these shrubs are moving forward! This unnatural movement and unnatural aura caused the Marksman Leader to bend his bow and shoot immediately.

The arrows on the longbow burst out of the string in an instant. The arrow turned into an ice-blue glow, and after a brief flight in the air, it plunged headlong into a tree trunk.

- Missed?

The arrow at the tip of the arrow can be seen digging deep into the trunk of the tree, but no blood is flowing from it. The arrow shot by the leader of the magic archer seems to be a big failure, and it is completely lacking in the archery style of the elves.

The next moment, the arrows piercing the trunk of the tree exploded, and frost and white mist enveloped the bush.

As if stimulated by the frost, the trunk of the tree moved without warning. It wasn't the wind blowing, or the smell of frost causing the trunk to shake, but a living thing.

I saw that the creature disguised as a tree trunk grabbed the arrow piercing its body, and then tore it off and threw it to the ground as if it didn't care at all—such a casual and casual action made Aegno Morrowind and the elf beside him frown in unison, and their expressions became a little solemn.

Immediately afterwards, a large branch of the low bush moved, and a tall figure appeared to be dressed in a bark coat and stepped out of the shadow of the bush. The figure had very thin and long limbs, and the main trunk of the body was equally long, mixed with the bushes as if it were a natural camouflage, almost indistinguishable with the naked eye. And next to this figure, there are two other figures who also started to act.

"It's a troll!" ”

Standing in the treetops, Aegno Morrowind's face turned ugly.

Elvish "Trolls? Is it the kind of monster that Mr. Norn talked about earlier? A monster that has a strong ability to heal itself and can regenerate even if you cut your hands and feet? ”

The female elf beside Aegno Morrowind asked rhetorically in an uncertain voice.

Elf: "Yes, that's the kind of monster!" I've seen it before! ”

Aegno Morrowind replied and bent his bow again, firing five arrows in a single breath.

A series of arrows were shot with a whistling trill, and the head and tail of the arrows seemed to be connected together, like a flowing line.

The troll sensed the incoming arrow, but it didn't mean to dodge, but raised its hand to protect its face.

The next moment, a row of arrows pierced its face-protecting arm. Several of the arrows pierced its thin arm, and the arrows peeked out from the other side.

If such an injury is on an elf or a human, then it can basically be regarded as a loss of combat effectiveness. The damage through the arm is enough to make a battle-hardened veteran unable to fight again. But for trolls, such injuries are nothing at all. It ripped off the arrows casually, even picking up a large piece of flesh, and then continued on its way.

The solemn faces of the two elves suddenly became ugly.

Elven "Aegno, you used Armorbreaker?" It doesn't seem to be working. Oh, by the way, Mr. Norn says that this monster is afraid of fire and acid! ”

"I know, but I ......"

Elves are not afraid of fire, but they always have reservations about the flames that ignite the forest, and Elven Marksman is no exception. The Flaming Arrow is one of the most basic magic arrows for the Marksman, but none of the Marksmen on the scene carry it with them. The same is true for Acid Arrows, and Acid Arrows are more demanding and difficult to craft than the easy-to-craft Fire Arrows, so they are not carried by Elves.

The female elf obviously didn't have any flame arrows or acid arrows, and she clapped her hands and said loudly: "Blazing glue!" With fiery glue! ”

Aegno Morrowind glanced at his companion angrily, and without saying a word, he bent his bow again.

- There are no flame arrows, do you think you will bring blazing glue?

Trolls are stupid and scary. Aegno Morrowind had encountered such an ugly monster during his travels, and he was deeply impressed by it, even a little unforgettable.

Although it is ugly beyond the aesthetics of most intelligent creatures, it is also stupid to be on par with wild beasts. However, if it is only in terms of physical fitness and strength, trolls are out-and-out silver people. Some of the "rare" trolls with ancient bloodlines are not inferior even to the people of gold.

If it weren't for the urge of hunger, a troll might wander around for days without a purpose—the only exception being that it might want to sit down for a while. This sluggishness and laziness may be a gift from the world to other lives. If trolls have normal intelligent thinking and the ability to organize normal interactions, and can make full use of their exceptionally good bodies, then there is little to stop them from eating. But fortunately, as a simple-minded creature with a random omnivorous appetite, trolls are not picky eaters at all, and they eat whatever they want.

To trolls, anything is edible. Of course, they prefer fresh meat and bones with blood and water. Aegno Morrowind remembers this vividly. He watched the trolls catch the soldiers who wouldn't run away in the future, and then bite them down like a snack. The trolls' teeth are amazing, and their appetites are just as good, whether it is the leather armor on the soldiers' bodies, or the metal parts on the armor, they are like paper paste in front of them, and they can be easily torn and shattered.

When encountering hungry trolls in the wild, adventurers generally choose to turn around and run. The three trolls at the moment must be the hungry kind, and their pace of progress is very purposeful, obviously out of stock, intending to get something to eat. There are so many human beings in front of you...... In their eyes, it should be considered a buffet!

It was precisely because he knew the horror of trolls that Aegno Morrowind was extremely nervous. Jump from the treetops at this moment and run to the camp to get the fiery glue...... This is certainly not realistic! So I had to try to suppress the trolls first and buy time for the camp.

- Mr. Norn must know how terrible trolls can be, and he must be ready to deal with them!

Fang Qiuling preset the layout of the battlefield, and Aegno Morgawind saw it in his eyes without missing anything. Therefore, he firmly believed that Fang Qiuling must be prepared. So now all he has to do is stall for time and let the people in the camp realize that the big monster that is coming is a troll!.

"Whoa, whoa! Whew! ”

The gnolls who poured into the camp through the breach in the fence retreated at a faster pace. The retreating gnolls were each wounded, and each of them was covered in blood. There was some panic and uneasiness on the ugly faces of the gnolls, and the preset battlefield and multi-strike methods of the human soldiers caused them to suffer heavy losses before they could officially engage the enemy, and then had to withdraw from the fence breach and regain their strength.

The gnolls won't know. In fact, the few fence breaches they broke through were also part of the preset battlefield. That's why they retreated beyond the fence, and the attacks that had been arranged long ago followed.

The town guards and militia hidden in the darkness poured out. They climbed up the fence and stabbed the gnolls with spears more than three meters long. Several of the spears even came through the cracks in the fence, and the jabble was too haphazard for the gnolls to defend themselves against.

The trolls approached the fence. The closer you get to the fence, the more arrows fall overhead. Trolls have thick skins and seem to have a relatively weak sense of pain, so they largely ignore the arrows, appearing in the middle of the fence with falling arrows.

The trunk of a sturdy tree, almost as tall as a gnolle, was picked up by the trolls, and then landed heavily on the breach of the fence with the sound of howling wind.

Only a loud "boom" was heard, and wood chips and dust flew together. Not only were there several broken spears, but a flying human figure could be seen - a gnoll who couldn't dodge, and it was directly hit by the troll's big stick, like a baseball that had been knocked away.

The sudden appearance of the troll caused the knights who were chasing the gnolls to brake suddenly, and they were stunned one by one.

- Tree Man! It is a legendary giant incarnated from a tree!

Fang Qiuling silently paid attention to the situation on the battlefield. It was night at the moment, and the view of the large map looking down from the sky was not very clear, and he could only see three huge humanoid figures approaching little by little. Judging by the appearance of the humanoid figure...... It seems to be a tree man. But it's strange that the Treants are the guardians of the forest, so how could they get involved with a natural bandit like the Gnoll?

The gnoll man flying in mid-air wailed and fell to the ground. It struggled to get back to its feet, but blood gushed out of its mouth with fragments of internal organs. The unfortunate fellow was so badly injured that he had no strength to get up again, so he had to lie on the ground and gasp for breath.

The huge figure moved forward a few more points, and the huge stick in his hand was picked up again.

"Boom"!

The ear picked up a sound that was different from that of an ordinary bowstring. Fang Qiuling tilted his head slightly, and then saw that the twins not far away were winding the crossbow in his hand.

The crossbow bolt that had been fired off the string was nailed to the waist and abdomen of the huge humanoid figure for a moment, followed by a crisp cracking sound of "click". The huge humanoid figure picked up the large wooden stick and was about to smash it down again, but the next moment, the position of the arrow suddenly lit up, and then turned into orange-red flames and quickly burned.

"......Uhh

A low cry of pain echoed throughout the camp.

- Blazing glue!

Yuna and Yuya hung bottles of fiery glue on their crossbows.

The body was on fire, and the huge humanoid figure dropped the big wooden stick in his hand regardless of it, and hurriedly threw himself at the flames burning in his waist and abdomen. The incandescent glue is a semi-liquid in the form of oil, and continuous beating can certainly suppress the flames, but the incandescent glue will also stain the flapping objects. A moment later, the hands of the giant humanoid figure began to burn. The cries of pain that echoed through the camp were a little louder.

- Master, master! It's a troll, it's a troll!

Yuya's voice full of surprise came from his heart. Not only was she not afraid, she seemed to be a little curious.

The big ugly monster in front of him was extremely fierce, and the gnolls who had just been smashed away by it were still breathing. No matter how detailed the description in the book is, it is not as impressive as seeing the real thing on the spot!

- Trolls?

Fang Qiuling was obviously stunned when he heard this term.

- The Troll Tribe is still far from here. Estimate...... It will take more than ten days to enter their territory. They have so long feet that they came here?

More bolts were pinned to the massive humanoid figure, and the shattered fiery glue instantly transformed it into a flaming humanoid torch.

With the help of the orange-red firelight, Fang Qiuling took a real look at the huge humanoid figure rolling all over the ground.

- Hey! What a troll!