Of course, the troll soldiers did not catch up.

He even took a few hits from the fireball spell and suffered heavy losses.

The trolls looked at the blazing fire, but finally did not wait any longer, and reluctantly chose to take a detour.

The moment they saw the flames rising, the trolls already knew that the journey ahead would not be peaceful.

They guessed it right!

Just walked, not a few hundred meters.

The troll soldiers leading the way immediately screamed.

Batum, who was leading the way, changed his expression. He lowered his head and looked at the thick pile of fallen leaves, and used his weapon to pull them apart.

A few rough and ferocious iron nails were exposed.

With a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth, Batum picked up the iron nail with barbed spikes.

Press lightly with your fingers, and a sharp tingling sensation comes from your fingertips.

Little bits of blood flowed from the wound, and it looked particularly bloody under the scarlet moonlight.

Although Batum didn't know what this thing was called, he already understood its function from its ferocious appearance and spikes.

The screams of the surrounding troll soldiers are enough to prove its "power".

It's not like he hasn't thought about letting the trolls run wildly on these terrifying nails.

But these inconspicuous iron nails can penetrate into the bones, and the extremely sharp pain will make the already demoralized trolls collapse.

Most trolls are not afraid of death, they just want to live!

After hesitating for a while, Batum ordered the soldiers to report to the troll priest while quickly cutting down the tree.

He doesn’t want to go anyway...

Unexpectedly, although the troll priest was manic, he did not kill the troll soldiers again.

Batum didn't know whether they were trying to save troops or if they had already thought of countermeasures.

Anyway, this made him breathe a sigh of relief, and he started cutting down the trees himself, using intense labor to numb himself.

Trees tied together cover the ground.

Hundreds of troll soldiers stepped on it and cleared away dozens of meters of iron nails.

As long as it's not so dense that there's no way to get started, it doesn't matter if there are some things that slip through the net.

Batum dealt with it in a timely manner, and it only took more than an hour to forcefully open up a passage.

Even in order to prevent him from hitting the iron nails again, he specially asked the troll soldiers to bring dozens of small trees to be prepared.

It's a pity that Batum's idea is good, but it's a pity that there will be too many troubles next.

Two walls of fire.

A deep ditch.

More than ten "fireball spells" buried in the ground exploded.

Occasionally there was shooting from behind.

I went through this process over and over again for nearly a whole night.

The almost exhausted troll soldiers couldn't help but feel tears filling their eyes when they saw the rising sun emerging in the distance.

They never imagined that just an ordinary night march would cause them so much pain.

Except for more than 80 trolls who were killed by the fireball spell, the overall number of trolls did not suffer much loss.

However, their combat effectiveness has dropped significantly.

Hunger, fatigue, pain, and panic all came to my mind.

Fortunately, the bright daylight brought them a little comfort.

At least they can see many traps and troubles, so they can deal with them and avoid them early.

The more important point is.

Now, they are only two days away from the north bank of the Silver Moon River.

If they persist a little longer, they will reach their destination.

"Rest in place while the hunting team prepares food!"

The rest order given by the troll priests made all the troll soldiers take a long breath.

They had no rest for two days and two nights, and were attacked and harassed in various ways along the way.

No matter how strong your body is, it cannot withstand this torture.

Even if you can hold on physically, it's still very dangerous mentally!

When more than 3,000 troll hunting teams were rushing towards the hunting grounds in three different directions.

Beelzebub, who saw this scene completely in his eyes, showed an extremely bright smile, holding the ax in his hand, and had an urge to chop something.

"Phew, the effect is better than expected."

Elio also saw the troll's exhaustion, a burning red light flashed in his eyes, thinking about the next plan, and pointed at one of the separated hunting teams:

"The time has come, it's time to teach them a profound lesson!"

Although she didn't sleep well, Feili felt energized.

She has a unique feeling, which is completely different from the adventure between the team.

Even if she didn't fully understand it, she still felt that the task on her shoulders was very heavy.

She checked the crossbow in her hand, pointed at the trolls and said excitedly:

"Hey hey hey, everyone will be smarter in their attacks later. No prisoners will be taken this time!"

Everyone could hear the nervousness in her tone, but so could everyone else?

This battle is related to the smooth development of the territory!

It is also a test for them to understand the main enemies of the future territory.

Everyone is eating in the dark forest. If the Bay Territory takes one more bite, the troll will definitely take one less bite.

Conflict will break out sooner or later!

Elona, ​​who would not directly join the battle, carefully observed the mental and physical conditions of the trolls, and under the prompts of Guoguo (Wisdom Tree), said in detail:

"The troll soldiers are very tired. In their current state, their strength will drop by 40%, their agility will drop by 60%, and their recovery ability will drop by 30%."

"If our endurance is stronger, we can wear down these troll soldiers in about half an hour..."

"However, the other party must have considered it and will be prepared for this situation, so it is safer to stick to the original plan and make a quick decision!"

The clear voice made everyone nod.

Although I was curious about how Elio made such accurate observations, everyone was in a tacit understanding and did not ask any further questions.

Angela, who had been silent all this time, stood up slowly, looked at the dense dark forest in the distance, stared at the direction of the troll hunting team on the right, pondered for a while and then said directly:

"The opportunity is rare, so let's do it directly!"

As she spoke, Angela stepped onto the horse.

Behind him, more than 200 cavalrymen who had been waiting for a long time also mounted their horses in unison.

They didn't make any sound and ran towards the enemy's position silently.

Others quickly followed up and rushed towards the unknown troll hunting team according to the plan they had made before.

The ignorant troll hunting team was surprised to see the herd of cattle and sheep, which was no less than usual, and couldn't help but feel tears filling their eyes.

I don’t realize it at ordinary times, but I only know how to cherish it after losing it.

Therefore, their movements are quite agile and they can catch a large number of prey at the fastest speed.

And this time, they learned well.

Instead of killing all the prey immediately, he chose to capture them alive.

The captured food is enough for them to eat for two or three meals. Even if they do not encounter a good hunting environment, they will not worry about eating.

It's a good idea, but it's a pity that it just gives the soldiers in the Gulf Territory a bigger surprise.

Trolls scattered in a mess, each carrying their prey.

Just now, I was talking and laughing on the flat grassland, but in the blink of an eye, the cavalry rushed into my face.
Chapter completed!