"Open the gate!"
"Open the gate!"
"Creak …"
This place wasn't the Sistine Palace, which had a tall city gate. Instead, it was the Pangbo Village, which seemed to make people speechless.
Noda led his team of scouts and began their routine patrol. It couldn't be helped, this kind of mission could only be done by the mercenaries. The soldiers were training with the new recruits recruited from the refugees. Noda didn't really understand the so-called training, but at least he understood that the soldiers' foundation was too weak. They wouldn't be able to fight in a short period of time!
The guards of Odittore Fortress were only considered average. They were far from the word 'elite' and could only be considered a group of veterans.
The daily patrols had to continue. Noda did not complain at all. Ever since Yuna's tribe had attacked them, there had not been any more attacks. However, being prepared for a rainy day was a principle that had always been adhered to. The patrols could not be careless.
Although the afternoon sun shone on their bodies, the temperature wasn't warm. The temperature had been dropping for the past few days, as if winter had arrived.
Noda didn't wear gloves to keep himself warm like the other mercenaries. For an assassin who used a dagger, only close contact with the weapon would make him feel at ease. Although the temperature was low, Noda's alertness wasn't any less than the others. He had already entered the Advanced Stage, so he had the awareness and awareness to be ready for battle at any time.
This was something that the surrounding mercenaries couldn't compare to.
From Pang Bo Village to the east, Noda divided into three groups to patrol the radiation area. This was his mission in the afternoon.
The Forest of Azura was just a few miles away, and all they could see was a vast expanse of greenery. Noda stopped his horse and looked at the edge of the forest calmly. Then, he waved his reins and prepared to return.
"Something's not right!"
Noda abruptly turned his head, because something seemed to have appeared in the field of vision he had just swept across!
The Elves' eyesight was much better than humans. When the remaining mercenaries heard Noda's sudden shout, they immediately raised their weapons and looked around cautiously. However, they realized that Noda was staring at something in the distance.
Following Norda's line of sight, the mercenaries immediately discovered the reason for his sudden change in attitude.
It was a Giant Demon!
A few green figures appeared at the edge of the forest. Their slender bodies stood tall, but they did not do anything. These Trolls just stood there. Their two-meter-tall bodies made Noda feel that they had no intention of hiding!
What were they trying to do?
Noda had also experienced the attack that day. The concealment ability of these Trolls made even Noda, who could move stealthily, feel ashamed. They could completely hide their aura and even their scent, so that even the unicorns could not detect them. This kind of innate concealment ability really made Noda feel a lingering fear. In the past few days of patrolling, he was the one who put the most effort into it — because he could not predict whether a Troll Warrior with a spear in his hand would jump out at him at any moment!
But the current situation made him feel that these trolls were deliberately letting him discover them!
That's right!
They were doing it on purpose!
Noda knew their usual habits. Odietore's soldiers had told him some of the habits of the Trolls. For example, these Forest Trolls would lower their center of gravity when fighting, and were used to squatting, etc. But at this moment, these Trolls were just standing straight, looking at him like a thin pole. This feeling made Noda feel very strange!
"Captain?"
The mercenaries looked at Noda.
"Take turns to cover the retreat and report the situation."
Noda gave the order and immediately raised his whip and rode towards Pombo Village. After a few steps, he suddenly turned around and found that the three or four Trolls were still standing there looking at him, motionless.
"What the hell is going on?!"
Noda could not help but curse. He furrowed his eyebrows and sped up.
* * *
"Ulkin!"
"It's okay. If that human is here, he should understand what I mean."
Yuna looked at Noda's back as he walked away. He squatted down with an anxious look on his face, unconsciously fiddling with a crudely made dagger in his hand. The dagger was so rusty that it could not even cut through a rope. It was a useless weapon.
Yuna's tribe had moved to the outskirts of Azura Forest three times in the past few days. Now, they had really been pushed to the edge of the forest.
The Gondor tribe and the Yuna tribe had fought in the wild. The result was that the Gondor tribe lost more than forty trolls, while the Yuna tribe lost five warriors.
However, it was only a matter of time before the Cave Trolls devoured them. Yuna was very clear that if the Cave Trolls had not been caught off guard and allowed him to ambush them, and there were only fifty of them, Yuna and the other warriors would have been defeated long ago!
The Rock Trolls relied on their numbers to win!
In the Azura Forest, the Rock Trolls were known for their gregarious nature and persistent nature when hunting. Yuna knew this very well, so he was very ruthless. He killed a group of them with his axe three times and tried his best to suppress their morale. Only then did he manage to force them to retreat.
Although he quickly moved his tribe to the outskirts of the forest, Yuna knew that the Rock Trolls would catch up to them sooner or later. Once the Rock Trolls set their sights on their prey, they would not rest until they were dead.
It was not that Yuna did not have any allies, but how could he go to the Azura Forest to find the tribes that he had allied with before?
Being forced into a dead end, he had no choice but to take his last resort. He hoped to make a deal with the human called Many.
The last time, he had used food to exchange for a human in his hands. But now he did not have any humans with him. But Yuna believed that as long as the conditions were right, the human would always compromise. There were some things in the Azura Forest that humans could only dream of.