With the help of Xiang En, the fighting power of the trolls exceeded everyone's imagination. Even the trolls had never enjoyed such a hearty battle.
As time went by, they let go of the fight without worrying about getting injured or running out of magic power. Even if they were injured, the injury would be repaired in a short time!
The suppressed fighting spirit between life and death was released, and the trolls went crazy and fought without any scruples.
Xiang En and the others, who were hiding in the basement, were tut-tutting as they watched. The trolls were getting more and more excited, which saved them a lot of trouble.
Occasionally, Xiang En would ask Ma Ji to go out and collect the eyeballs of some zombie birds with special eyes, and found a lot of special eyeballs similar to zombie werewolves.
Xiang En doesn't know how to use these special eyeballs. Anyway, the eyeballs of the troll corpses are almost enough for him. If there are not enough, just selectively don't treat a few trolls, and they will soon become materials.
The trolls had no idea of Xiang En's little tricks, and they had no time to pay attention to humans. If these birds were not all wiped out, their wooden huts would be breached.
When they were deep in the mountains, the trolls had already seen how difficult these abnormal monsters were.
The frost troll tribe once had nearly 2,000 trolls. They were constantly damaged in the battle with these abnormal creatures. In the end, only more than 300 people escaped over the mountains and ridges. All the trolls did not want to fight with them. All his descendants disappeared and died completely.
The trolls bared their ferocious fangs and roared one after another. They put aside all thoughts and fought wholeheartedly.
The zombie birds in the sky were not to be outdone, and showed no intention of leaving. They formed black clouds and kept swooping down, launching suicidal attacks on the trolls below.
If some trolls are not careful, they may be pecked down to their skeletons before they can wait for Xiang En's treatment, rendering them worthless for treatment.
The trolls are still being reduced in number. If there is attrition, their eyes and magic crystals will be recovered by Marki who sneaks out of the basement.
The all-out battle lasted day and night. From ambushing humans to killing zombie birds, the trolls experienced unprecedented tests.
The blood moon disappeared at the end of the earth, and the blazing sun rose from the sky, but it was soon obscured by patches of dark clouds. Although it was daytime, the sky was gloomy.
A gust of evil wind blew through, blowing out the smell of bird droppings, blood, and burnt food. Various indescribable smells were intertwined together, making people not want to stay in the manor for a second.
"Roar!"
The battery life plug-in had disappeared an hour ago. The last zombie flying dragon in the sky was shot down by the spear of the troll spear thrower, and its head was chopped off with a bone knife by the trolls who were trampling on the corpse of the zombie bird on the ground. .
Wow! Wow!
The wind was howling, and the world was much quieter than at night. Darusa lowered his arms and looked around with a tired face.
Scattered trolls were still standing on top of the corpses of zombie birds all over the ground. Each troll's face showed only exhaustion and sorrow.
They still had more than a hundred warriors before, and with those old trolls taking the initiative to join the battle, there was a force of nearly two hundred trolls in the manor.
After one night, the only people standing on the field were...
Darusa's eyes blurred for a moment, and then he counted them one after another, and his pointed aquiline nose couldn't help but feel sore.
twenty-three!
There are only twenty-three troll warriors left!
Plop!
Suddenly, a standing figure fell to the ground. Darusa was startled. After seeing the appearance of the troll, he immediately ran over with his tired body.
"High Priest!"
Seeing the high priest fall, the trolls who were protecting the high priest squatted down and shouted in panic.
They didn't know what to do for the high priest, so they could only use calling to try to get the high priest to shine again.
Finally, Darusa stumbled aside the surrounding trolls and knelt down beside the high priest.
The old high priest still had a few breaths left, and when he saw Darusa arriving with his blurred vision, he smiled happily.
At least Darusa did not die in this battle. As the strongest genius of the Frost Troll tribe, the future is still promising. As long as he lives, the Frost Troll tribe can continue.
But before dying, the high priest wanted to talk to Darusa.
"I have something else I want to say to you."
The turbid old eyes looked at Darusa's tear-stained eyes, and said angrily: "Our ancestors were once the rulers of the forest, but they told us with failure that we are not the darlings of the forest. We trolls have always He is a loser..."
After leaving these words, the last glimmer of light in the high priest's eyes dimmed, and his head tilted to one side, as if looking behind Darusa.
The silent trolls surrounding Darusa turned their heads following the gaze of the high priest, and saw two female humans who had turned into gray-white giants standing at the entrance of the basement, and another man with a slightly red glow. Several male humans.
The atmosphere suddenly returned to a tense state.
Darusa, who had been kneeling on the ground for a while, stood up again and turned around to look at the humans.
Naka twitched the corner of his mouth, moved his body slightly, and was about to rush out to kill the troll.
"etc!"
The next moment, Xiang En walked out of the basement and stopped Naka's impulsive behavior.
Looking at Xiang En who came out of the basement, Darusa immediately recognized that he was the leader of these humans.
It really follows the human combat style as always, with the leader hiding in a safe place and letting his men face danger and charge.
Ha... But so what, the troll was still defeated.
Darusa looked at Xiang En, and Xiang En looked at Darusa. Although the trolls looked very different from humans, there was no doubt that they possessed intelligence.
Trolls are also an intelligent race, and their level of civilization is not low. He is willing to give these trolls a chance.
If they could just leave, Xiang En would not kill them all.
After all, trolls are also hostile to zombies. If they are allowed to leave, they will die in the battle with zombies sooner or later.
Xiang En has collected a lot of magic crystals and eyeballs in one night, and he doesn't mind being a good person at this time.
Moreover, if the trolls are cornered, they may not escape, but instead use their last strength to mount a deadly counterattack.
It's okay if one person dies, Xiang En can save him, but if a few more die, he will be blinded.
"leave here!"
Xiang En didn't care whether the trolls could understand or not, he pointed to the direction outside the manor and asked them to leave.
The trolls naturally couldn't understand the language spoken by humans, but they could understand Xiang En's gestures.
Some troll warriors showed angry expressions, but no one acted rashly.
They have already experienced the power of human beings. It's not that they don't dare to fight, but that they have a lot of scruples.
Many little troll heads were exposed in the troll's wooden house, and they were all looking at the two opposing sides in the center of the manor.
(End of chapter)