Yuna's hands were covered in wounds, and blue blood covered his entire palms. He tore off a strip of cloth from his clothes and wrapped it tightly around his hands to wipe off the blood. He then picked up a rusty dagger from the ground beside him and pointed it straight at Erz, who was lying on his back, unable to move.
The thunderous sound of hooves thundered from afar. The first batch of Odittore's reinforcements had arrived!
They directly charged into the village through the wide open gate. Under the command of the squad leader, they immediately launched an attack on the unknown dwarves!
It was just like a wooden target during training!
The soldiers looked at the frozen Cave Trolls and swung the swords in their hands without hesitation, reaping their lives!
The murderous aura of 500 soldiers turned the tide of the battle. Urgin, who had been struggling to hold on, was no longer under pressure!
The effects of Zaliya's magic had gradually subsided, and the snowflakes in the air had gradually stopped falling. The temperature of the air had also gradually begun to rise, but it was still extremely cold. The soldiers on the battlefield held onto their weapons, but they felt that their skin was tightly stuck to the surface of the metal.
The red light in Erz's eyes gradually faded, and his body gradually returned to its original state. His body was in a terrible state. After losing that invisible layer of protection, Erz had almost all the bones in his body shattered by Yuna's heavy blow!
He could not even lift his arms, and his joints were horribly dented. The same was true for his legs. His knees were crushed by Yuna, and his thick legs were bent at a strange angle!
However, this ferocious creature still wanted to sit up, but Yuna stepped on his chest and pressed him to the ground.
"Let me go …"
Erz's voice was miserable. Yuna's dagger was right above his head, ready to pierce through his head at any time. However, the hatred between Trolls was not as simple as it seemed. The hatred between Urgin and the Gondor tribe had not started recently.
"Let you go?
I told you, Costa's only fate is death. "
Yuna held the dagger with one hand. The snowflakes on his fangs melted due to the hot breath he exhaled, and dripped onto Erz's face. However, he did not attack. Instead, he looked at Many, who was receiving treatment from Becky in the distance.
Sylner threw herself into Many's arms, but she didn't burst into tears as expected. Instead, she held Many's arms tightly, her body trembling slightly. Her silver hair hung to one side, and her little face buried in Many's arms, as if she was trying hard to calm herself down from the shock.
Zaliya's originally sleepy eyes were now red and swollen. She clenched her small hands tightly and stood at the side, looking a little hesitant. It seemed like she wanted to burrow into many people's arms like her sister Nana, but she bit her lips and didn't dare to go forward.
A ray of light fell on Many. Becky walked forward, and the golden light in her hand flickered continuously as she healed the injured soldiers and Trolls of Urgin.
However, Many did not seem to be getting any better. They only recovered a little, but the severe dizziness and discomfort in their stomachs still made their faces pale.
Noda ran to get people to get stretchers. Many looked like he could not even stand up.
However, Many still supported his body, looked at Yuna in the distance, and made a gesture.
"You handle it."
Many did not have the slightest intention to intervene. This was a matter of hatred between two tribes. If he interfered, Yuna would probably be disgusted.
In the distance, Yuna nodded, but he exerted more force on his feet. Erz held his breath, which had been hurried due to the pain.
"Babalak above, tell us the location of your tribe." Yuna followed the Forest Trolls' ritual when they killed their own kind. They would pray to the Troll God Babalak for forgiveness, and forgive them for killing their own kind. "Urgin will not kill women and children, but blood must be paid with blood!"
"No!"
Erz's voice was muffled because of Yuna's foot, but he shouted in the next moment, "I am willing to tell you the secret of the Gondor tribe's strength!
As long as you let me go! "
"Secret?"
Many raised his eyebrows as Noda and the soldiers carefully carried them onto the stretchers, but did not say anything.
Yuna's short sword suddenly froze!
Secret!
That's right!
Yuna knew that if there was no special reason for the Gondor tribe to be so powerful!
The memories came flooding in like a tide, and Yuna froze in place.
The story started a few decades ago. At that time, Yuna was not the leader of the Urgin tribe, and Erz had just become the leader of the Gondor tribe.
The population of the Urgin tribe was above average in the Azura Forest at that time, and there were more than five hundred of them. On the contrary, the Gondor tribe only had a little more than a hundred.
Fortunately, the Forest Trolls were gentle in nature, and they mainly hunted for a living. They were not willing to get involved in battles with their own kind. At that time, the Urgin tribe was powerful, and basically no one dared to provoke this powerful tribe.
The Forest Trolls had the second highest combat power in the Azura Forest. Once their numbers reached a certain level, even large tribes, such as the Forest Trolls with more than a thousand people, would not dare to provoke them.
Because the Forest Trolls did not fight, but once they did, they would fight to the death.
What was there to fight about in the forest?
The backwardness of production and the lack of resources meant that there was no reason for them to fight frequently. Once the Forest Trolls fought, the casualties would greatly damage both sides. There was never a lack of people who wanted to fish in troubled waters in the forest, and no one was willing to do anything stupid.
The Gondor tribe originally lived in the caves within the Azura Forest. One time, they encountered the Urgin tribe when they were hunting an eighth-grade Three-eyed Bull. Originally, the Urgin tribe had no intention of paying attention to the Forest Trolls, but the young Gondor did not think so. Objectively speaking, he was measuring the heart of a gentleman with his own yardstick. To prevent the Forest Trolls from stealing his loot, he ordered an attack on the few Urgin trolls. Of course, both sides suffered great losses, but the enmity between the two tribes was resolved.
After the incident, Gondor knew that they could not defeat the large population of the Urgin tribe, so they quickly moved from the forest to the outskirts. Originally, this matter was over, but soon, the whole situation changed.
About three years later, Gondor suddenly attacked the warriors of the Urgin tribe, and from that day on, the warriors of the Urgin tribe often never returned!
The tribe's warriors were reduced, and food was insufficient. After a few winters, the entire tribe's population showed a negative trend. At this time, the old leader could not stand Gondor's repeated provocations, and directly led the warriors to attack Gondor's nest!
The battle was very tragic. At that time, Urgin, who had just become an adult, did not participate in the battle, but he knew that many of the tribe's warriors did not return after the battle.
The old leader, with a body full of wounds, did not say anything. After the battle, he led the tribe to the outskirts of Azura.
There were many female trolls in the tribe who had lost their husbands.
The children needed food, but there were not enough warriors. When winter came again, the population of the Forest Trolls began to decline, as expected.