"Uljin!
The warriors of the tribe are ready! "
The one who spoke, or more accurately, the troll, rubbed the fangs protruding from his mouth with his hand.
One of the two fangs had already been broken. At this moment, he was using three fingers to gently caress the intact big fang.
"For Uljin!
Brave warriors!
Come with me! "
The one who answered him was the leader of the tribe. This tall and thin troll was two to three meters tall. His name was Yuna Uljin, and he was the bravest warrior of the troll tribe.
"Troll" was just a general term. In fact, there were no less than five types of trolls living in the Azura Forest. The most common type was Forest Trolls like Yuna.
Their bodies looked thin and weak, but in fact, their strength was astonishing!
If there was a word to describe their appearance, the word 'mummy' was definitely worthy of its name. This was because their arms were thinner than a normal human's. At the same time, because their arms were very long, and because they were always bent over, their long arms were always very close to the ground, hanging below their knees. They looked like mummies walking.
Their bodies seemed to be elongated from ordinary humans, but their faces were very different from those of humans.
Yuna had two curved fangs that extended straight forward. These fangs grew from his upper jaw, and they looked a little like the tusks of an elephant, except that they were much smaller in comparison. In the tribe, apart from personal strength, the length of a troll's fangs often represented his status.
Only the higher the status of the Great Demons, the better the food they could enjoy. Their bodies would become stronger and stronger, and their fangs would grow longer and longer. Comparing Yuna to the Great Demon with a broken fang was like comparing a cucumber to a chili.
These trolls all had slightly green skin, and their faces looked extremely ferocious. Coupled with their fangs, they could probably scare a lot of children to tears.
Yuna led the fifty or so adult trolls in the tribe out of their "village" in an orderly manner. Rather than calling it a village, it was more like a slightly modified clearing in the forest.
These trolls' living conditions were very primitive. As they were not good at making fire, they often ate raw meat. This habit gave them another nickname, "Ogres."
Yuna walked at the front of the group, holding a long spear made entirely of metal. The tip of the spear was slightly rusted due to the long period of battle and lack of maintenance. However, the body of the spear made of refined steel was still very heavy. It looked like a good match for him.
This was the steel spear that Odietore's garrison used to block the trolls' charge. Speaking of which, its original purpose was to block the charging cavalry. Ordinary soldiers could not wield this pure steel spear at all. The bottom of the spear had to be stabbed deep into the ground, and the tip of the spear pointed upwards to block the unparalleled momentum of the cavalry.
But now, it had become the tribe leader's handy weapon.
Behind Yuna were his subordinates. They were dressed in all sorts of crooked clothes. Some of the trolls were even dressed in women's clothing, which made people speechless. However, the trolls didn't think that there was anything wrong with it. To them, brightly colored clothes were a symbol of nobility. Yuna was wearing a set of folded leather armor with red cloth decorations. This set of leather armor was the most complete set of the trolls' clothes. It came from a squad leader that Yuna had killed. Although it looked a little short on Yuna, it exuded a valiant aura.
"Urjin!
When do we attack? "
"Urjin" was the Troll tribe's surname. At the same time, the trolls addressed their leader with this surname.
A troll with a long fangs walked beside Yuna. He held a long sword in his hand, and his bravery didn't lose to anyone.
However, it had to be mentioned that the trolls' brains weren't that bright.
Their big brains deeply followed the law of the jungle. No matter what they did, they only pursued one principle: "Simple, violent, effective!"
If they could go straight, they would never take a detour. This was the reason why the Trolls' "harvest" became less and less after the farmers in Oditore shrank into a large farm and built a "city wall."
Speaking of which, although the trolls didn't know much about strategy, when it came to tactics, they were experts in the jungle. Because they were born in the jungle, they were very good at fighting alone. However, because they didn't have the habit of hunting in groups, they couldn't cooperate when they attacked humans.
Most importantly, some trolls wouldn't listen to any orders once they were in a frenzy. Sometimes, when the whole troop saw that the situation wasn't looking good, there were still trolls who fought tirelessly to the death!
This problem caused Yuna's tribe to lose many strong warriors. That was how the previous leader died.
However, the new leader was obviously smarter than the previous few because he had learned how to think.
Looking at Pombo Village about two kilometers away, Yuna held his spear in his left hand and squatted on the ground in deep thought. The trolls behind him were also in the same position, waiting for their leader's orders.
Squatting was a posture for trolls to "prepare for battle." Because of their body structure, when the trolls squatted, their bodies were like arrows that were ready to be shot. They could launch the fastest and fiercest attack at any time. Therefore, whenever they stopped, they would habitually squat.
Yuna stretched out his hand and gently drew two circles on the ground, one big and one small. To him, the big circle represented Pombo Village, while the small circle represented the warriors he led.
Staring at the two circles, Yuna rubbed his teeth and thought for a long time. In the end, he drew something with his finger, stood up, and pointed to the side of Pombo Village with his spear. "Let's go around and attack from there!"
"Yes!"
Although they did not understand what their leader meant, the trolls naturally obeyed his order.
This was the first time the trolls took the initiative to attack from another route. Speaking of which, the trolls did not have any problems with hunting. They could accurately judge the timing of the attack of the magical beasts and follow the traces left by the magical beasts three days ago to determine the direction of the magical beasts. However, every year when they raided the territory of Oditore, they would mindlessly attack the village directly. If they failed, they would retreat. Anyway, their attack pattern was almost fixed. The only difference was that the wall of Pombo Village facing the Azura Forest was very wide, so they would attack from a different location every time.
What a strange race.
Were they simple-minded?
All the soldiers who thought so were eaten by the trolls as food.
Although the trolls did not even understand the most basic strategy, there was a saying that went, "When God closes one door for you, he opens another". The trolls' individual strength and battle instincts were enough to put anyone to shame!
One against ten?
What a joke. To the new recruits of Oditore, one against a hundred was a piece of cake for a powerful warrior like Yuna!
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that fifty trolls could wipe out a recruit camp of about three hundred people. This wasn't the first time this had happened. Hence, Oditore's garrison had set a rule that the number of troll soldiers must be ten times more than the number of trolls to ensure victory.
Yuna was a smart warrior, which was why he was the leader of the tribe.
A group of trolls went around Pombo Village in the distance and prepared to attack from the back.
In the eyes of the trolls, Pombo Village represented delicious food and advanced weapons. A successful raid would allow the entire Urjin tribe to not worry about food for a few months. Although the humans had caused them to lose many warriors, it was worth the risk!
"Urjin!
Something seems to be happening over there! "
The troll beside Yuna glanced at the end of the horizon. Suddenly, a black figure appeared.
"Stop!"
Yuna raised his spear with one hand and gestured for his scattered troops to stop. Then, he squatted down and thought for a while. He looked at the figures and then at Pang Bo Village, which was facing him with the weak western and northern "city walls". He then ordered, "Wait. Wait for them to open the city gates and rush over!"
Yuna looked at the thousand or so people in the distance. He clearly understood that he could not win this battle with such a great disparity in strength. However, he was sure that these people would definitely enter the village. If he attacked when half of them had entered the village and the other half had not, he would definitely gain a lot of benefits!
It had to be said that Yuna was already considered a "genius" among the trolls. If it was the previous leader, he would probably have already rushed over. Who cared how many people there were?
The trolls behind Yuna looked at the gradually approaching figures. It was obvious that they were ready to make a move. However, Yuna quickly calmed them down. "Everyone, hide!
Listen to my orders and attack! "
Hearing that, the Trolls lowered their bodies and crouched on the ground like athletes starting a race. Then, the colour of their bodies gradually changed!
The green skin that was originally exposed gradually turned grey and yellow. It actually became very similar to the stones and weeds on the ground. From afar, it was impossible to tell that there were more than fifty trolls lying in ambush here!
Their aura gradually retracted, and soon, it became undetectable!
Of course, the guy in the pink dress tactfully flipped his clothes and used the soil to cover the conspicuous parts.
"Baron, what do we do now?"
"Divide the troops into six groups and advance in batches. Let people open the gate in advance … Forget it, let's just call it the gate." Many looked at Pombo Village in the distance and sighed helplessly. "You send out fifty people. After entering the city, quickly settle down the refugees according to the plan prepared in advance. Don't let any chaos happen."
"Yes!"
The mercenary leader received the order and left. Many could not help but look at Pombo Village in front of them which was less than five hundred meters away. He could not help but sneer.
This is the so-called "United Village"?
This is the so-called "city wall"?
And the so-called "gate"?
This is a trap!
Many felt helpless. He shook his head and looked at the messenger, Robbie, who told him about Oditore along the way. The latter scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Ahem … resources are limited. There's no way …"
From afar, the so-called Pombo Village looked more like the ruins of an ancient city.
Irregular stones piled up to form the so-called "city wall" of the village. The stone wall, which was less than five meters high, looked like it was on the verge of collapse. Many people even doubted that it could withstand a blow from Dwarf Dorgan's hammer!
Just as they were thinking, Daugen's loud voice sounded like a broken gong, "My Rollier!
Is this a city wall?
I can smash it with my hammer! "
"But he can at least bury you when it collapses, can't he?"
Noda joked with a smirk, "When that time comes, you have to climb out by yourself. If you're too small, I'm afraid we won't be able to find you!"
The two began their habitual banter, which made Salia and Sylvia laugh non-stop. Bishop Becky and Susan were taking care of the physically exhausted elderly among the refugees and did not stand at the front of the group.
Although Noda was joking, the city wall was indeed as Daugen said — too weak!
The thickness of the city wall might not even be half a meter!
It was completely made up of stones and mud that were picked up from the ground!
Looking at the crooked edge of the city wall which looked like it had been bitten by a dog, many felt that they could jump from the outside of the city to the inside of the city.
And the city gate was even more unacceptable!
Is this a city gate?
Many looked at the city gate which looked like old clothes with all kinds of patches. Upon closer inspection, they found that it was made up of many shields!
All kinds of dents and cracks were all over these shields — it seemed that they had been abandoned, and they were nailed to the huge solid wood gate to increase its quality and resistance.
Well … Many had to admit that this village was much better than the "knockoff" gate and walls in Bolpe. He was not surprised by anything in this poor place.
"Athena, is there a problem nearby?"
Many asked for one last time.
The unicorn beside Salia blinked, indicating that there was no problem —
"Begin the escort!"
Many nodded and immediately gave the order.
Henry walked at the side of the team. His figure still gave off a steady feeling. The silent assassin looked around, alert for any danger that might occur at any time.
Noda and Daugen also stopped arguing, holding their weapons and guarding the sides of the group.
The refugees were quickly separated by the mercenaries. In less than half an hour, the first batch of refugees had already entered Pang Bo Village. The mercenaries quickly began to move back and forth mechanically. When there was only the last batch of refugees left, many of them were standing at the back of the group with Henry, discussing the next step of the plan.
Sylvia and Salia had already entered the village with Becky and Susan. Now there were only about 50 mercenaries, Noda and Daugen, as well as more than 200 refugees waiting for the last part of the journey.
Henry walked in front of the group. At this time, the mercenaries could not help but let down their guard. They chatted and laughed as they walked towards Panbo Village.
But all dangers were always ambushes under the seemingly peaceful appearance.
The mercenaries walked around the refugees, not noticing that there was a pile of rubble slowly moving towards them from afar.
"For Ulkin!"
A loud shout suddenly came from afar!
But this was the language of the Troll race. Only one of them understood it!
"Enemy attack!"
While all the mercenaries were in a daze, many were the first to regain their senses. They shouted and immediately raised their hands to take out their sniper rifles!
Many were the first to discover the Troll that had been hiding!
His heart was abnormally shocked. The Troll's ability to hide was too strong!
There was not even a trace of their aura or smell!
In fact, according to the memories in his mind, Many knew that the Troll had an excellent ability to hide. That was why he asked Athena to take the initiative to investigate. After confirming that there were no Troll nearby, he was relieved. But even so, he still made a mistake!
Harry's scimitar appeared in his hand like a ghost. Then, his body silently melted into the air. Norda followed suit and disappeared on the spot. Dao Gen pulled out his war hammer, but he didn't charge forward with a roar like before. Instead, he looked at Mandy — the shorty had already understood the importance of cooperation. He definitely wouldn't make any arbitrary decisions.
"Formation!
Protect the refugees! "
Many calmly shouted at the mercenaries. Who would have thought that these mercenaries would drop the ball at such a crucial moment. Because they had let down their guard, the mercenaries had disrupted their original formation during the last rotation. Many orders were given, but all the mercenaries could only stare at each other, not knowing how to get into formation!
Many frowned and quickly swept his gaze across the mercenaries. He shouted, "Those with shields, step forward and form a line!
Half moon formation!
Those with weapons, stand at the back!
Prepare for battle! "
"You!
Get on the horses!
Go ask for reinforcements! "
Many grabbed the mercenary closest to him and ordered. The mercenary nodded and immediately ran towards the horses. The mercenaries had basic military training. They calmed their emotions and quickly arranged themselves into a formation under Many's orders, ready for battle!