Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 138 Butler who poisoned him when he couldn't beat him is really too disrespectful!

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The melodious and vicissitudes of the horn sounded, which represented that the main force led by Butler was about to launch the first round of offensive on Suomingguan.

There is no rush to send soldiers directly.

I saw that under the full push of several bare-chested trolls, nearly a hundred catapults slowly moved to a suitable distance and began to fill in the rock blocks that had been prepared.

Pour hot oil over and light the fire.

And this is not over yet, amidst the prayers of the flame shaman, the rich fire element quickly lingered on every rock, making it both explosive damage.

Especially for the city wall made up of some roots at Suomingguan, the damage has taken a further leap!
boom!
Pieces of flaming boulders fell from the sky.

However, as the magic patterns on Suomingguan city wall lit up one by one, several towering pyramids that were thought to be decorations began to quickly accumulate energy, emitting eye-catching magic waves.

As if it was just a blink of an eye, a light-yellow magical impact shot out from it, and more than [-]% of the boulders were exploded with precision in an instant!
Passionate and loud singing came, under the joint efforts of the elite mages of the banning magic group.

The last part of the boulder that slipped through the net was quickly smashed to pieces by various spells, and the remaining hot rubble could hardly do any damage to the elves!

After a moment of silence.

The elves burst into cheers, and they didn't seem to be so scared when they looked at the dark army of trolls outside.

If you change to hundreds of years ago.

It is impossible for the elves to build life-threatening gates and pyramids that can attack automatically. Their magical attainments are far from reaching this level, let alone the emergence of so many skilled mages.

However, the magic system vigorously promoted by Chenxi Guoshi seems to have played a decisive role in it.

Not only has the overall strength of all mages been visibly raised by the naked eye, but it has also promoted the magic level of elf civilization.

This made Suomingguan truly develop into a natural moat, and at this moment it became an important line of defense for the elves to rely on for their livelihood. A round of menacing stone throwing could only return in defeat!

The first round of throwing stones failed, but there was no impatience on Butler's face.

Loaded with rocks.

In just a moment, another wave of huge rocks fell from the sky, and raging hot flames wrapped around the surface.

The towering pyramids were as reliable as ever, and they were shot and exploded without waiting for the giant rocks to approach, but this time, the number of giant rocks missed increased a little.

Without changing his face, Butler didn't seem to care about the loss of ammunition and thermal oil at all.

After five consecutive rounds of throwing stones, the towering pyramid finally showed obvious weakness.

In the last eruption, only about [-]% of the explosion was shot, and the rest of the boulder was intercepted by the mage, but it was too late to deal with it. The hot boulder crashed down and slammed on the city wall on the spot!
The explosion sounded.

The dust rustled down.

All the elves in Suomingguan changed their faces, and their expressions couldn't help becoming a little more nervous.

And Butler was thoughtful, and silently calculated the remaining boulders. These five rounds of probing directly emptied half of the ammunition reserves these days!
Gritting his teeth, Butler signaled to throw two rounds again.

In the first round, the performance of the towering pyramid was even worse. It only shot less than [-]% of the fire and then completely extinguished. Even though the mages shot with all their strength, there were still more huge rocks smashing into the city wall!
In the sound of explosions one after another.

The horn sounded.

Nearly [-] troll warriors were already hungry and thirsty, roaring and striding towards the death pass.

Their levels of strength are uneven, most of them are extraordinary, but they are not outstanding.

The equipment on his body is all forged from metal, which is obviously the work of the troll blacksmith.

Since the appearance of the Molten Iron King, the troll civilization has been flourishing in forging. Just being able to forge magic weapons by themselves is beyond the reach of the elves!
But the strange thing is that there is a coquettish fierce flower engraved on their armor for some reason, which looks like a decoration, and has no effect on the defense.

And the advantages in equipment play a big role when they add up.

I saw the rangers of the light-feathered army with cold expressions, quickly and quickly set up their bows and arrows, and dense rain of arrows poured down.

However, this seems to be a massive rain of arrows.

When it really fell on the troll, it didn't have much effect. Most of the arrows aimed at the torso and limbs were blocked by the amazingly defensive armor.

Unless it is an arrow shot by a master archer, it simply pierces through the head directly.

Otherwise, these minor injuries would have aroused the ferociousness in the troll's heart. Some mature soldiers even had a faint scarlet luster in their eyes, and their instinctive violent talent would turn them into ferocious beasts at any time!
The first troll soldiers came to the foot of the mountain.

As soon as he set foot on the ground, he grinned grimly and prepared to move towards the fort, when the magic trap hidden in the ground under his feet was suddenly activated.

The turbulent cold instantly covered it all, and a lifelike ice sculpture suddenly appeared on the battlefield, frozen in place and unable to move!

Swah——

One of the rangers' eyes lit up, and he shot an arrow lightly. The advantage of a fixed target allowed him to easily hit the opponent's head, and successfully plundered his life.

And this is just an insignificant corner of the battlefield.

When more trolls began to set foot on this space, countless traps were activated immediately, and many of them had the shadow of alchemy!

boom!boom!boom!
The fierce explosion trap was suddenly activated at the moment, and dozens of troll soldiers were blown to pieces on the spot.

And the cold arrows, which are hard to defend against, shot out from the corners and shadows, aiming at the head as much as possible, and with the help of traps, the troll's casualty rate increased in a straight line!

Butler's expression remained unchanged, but he only made a few gestures towards the back.

After a while.

Several quaint and vicissitudes of totem poles were brought to the front, and many shamans sat around each totem pole, working together to start praying for elements.

Amidst the solemn and solemn blessings of the shamans, there was a sudden gust of wind for several miles around.

The strong wind elements gather near several totem poles, the strong wind of flying sand and rocks blows dark clouds to block the sun, and the whistling wind blows countless transparent wind blades, which are whipped on the ground like a god whipping the earth!

Many magic traps were destroyed or activated in advance. Although the frontline trolls were forced to stop in the strong wind, it was much better than consuming the traps with their lives!

The climate change didn't last long.

In the past, the tribe could only obtain the power of the water element and the fire element in prayer, but now the fruit of the wind element obviously comes from the integration period of the Golden Dynasty and the tribe.

The specially trained Gale Wind Shaman fell to the ground from exhaustion immediately after the elemental blessing was over.

However, their short shot solved a big problem for the trolls on the front line!

Butler's eyes moved slightly.

The so-called compassion does not hold soldiers, as the first official attack on Suomingguan, the first batch of trolls who launched the offensive were nothing but discarded sons thrown by him.

He was at the bottom of the main force of more than 20, and he had achieved his goal by allowing him to see as many of the elves' cards as possible.

But if the performance on the other side is too unbearable.

Butler doesn't mind increasing the bet to see if he has a chance to make a gap in the death gate!
The front line quietly advanced a little, ready to send more troll soldiers to charge at any time.

Without the interference of many traps, the troll soldiers roared and charged. They already knew that they were destined to die here today, but how could the warriors of the Golden Dynasty shrink back just because they died? !

But soon, the trolls who were gaining momentum suffered a head-on blow!
The mages who recovered their magic power began to release their spells with a stern look on their faces. The ranger's arrows hit the troll accurately, and began to deliberately lower the frequency to increase the accuracy.

One by one, the trolls fell on the way.

Half of the surviving trolls managed to advance a certain distance, only to find that this mountain was indeed worthy of the name of the moat.

The jagged and uneven terrain rises quickly after a sharp depression, and there are sharp thorns at the bottom formed by long-term drip irrigation of accumulated water.
Most importantly, this cliff-like terrain can be seen all over the majestic mountain.

The entire kilometer-high mountain is almost covered with such harsh terrain. It is hard to imagine how the elves built a fortress here!

It's like stepping into a flesh and blood mill.

About [-] troll soldiers were reduced to corpses without even making a sound after officially entering the mountain, and even the final rage failed to reverse the situation.

Butler's face was solemn, realizing that this rare and special landform in front of him was the real big trouble he had to face!
These things are naturally not worth mentioning to a truly powerful transcendent, but how can it be possible that so many trolls have strokes, all of which have impressive power?
Moreover, coupled with the continuous interference from the elves, if it is not handled properly, this mountain will definitely become a bottomless pit that swallows the lives of countless trolls!
Can't fight hard!

The fall of the three thousand troll abandoned sons convinced Butler of this idea.

Even if the fighting strength of the elves is not too strong.

However, under the circumstances of occupying such a natural danger, the nearly [-] trolls were all dead from the beginning to the end, and not a single elf died from the beginning to the end!
If there are dozens of such refueling tactics, I am afraid that more than 20 trolls will all die by then, and the elves in the fortress will be fine.

The next step is to collect more rocks.

During this period, you can properly release witchcraft and change the climate to harass, maintain a false appearance that you are always ready to attack, and create psychological pressure on the elves.

It would be better if the arrows could be consumed, and if it took a long time to cause a shortage of food, then it would be more joy than joy.

It doesn't matter if you can't.

At that time, when all the meritorious service is completed, dozens of rounds of catapults will be thrown first, and no matter how hard the city wall is, it will inevitably become ruins!

And without the condescending advantage, the deterrent power of spells and arrows will also be greatly reduced.

Even though the harsh terrain would still cause many casualties, Butler really wanted to see how the elves, who had lost most of their ground, could block the troll's blade—!
Ming Jin withdraws his troops.

Butler knew that when the horn blew next time, either Shanping City would be destroyed, or his 20 trolls would all be filled into the bottomless pit!
Before leaving, Butler casually glanced at the corpses of the group of trolls, with a sneer on his face.

But if you are lucky, it is possible to capture this mountain tomorrow!
Why use swords to kill people?
at the same time.

A young druid on the city wall was looking at the armor and sharp blades on the corpses of the trolls. He was deeply impressed by the powerful defensive capabilities they provided earlier, and his eyes couldn't help but flicker.

Such a good weapon, it's a pity to leave it there... Why don't you give him a vote?
What the druid teenager didn't see, however.

The dark armor worn by those troll corpses seemed to be sucking blood silently, and the evil flowers on it were unknowingly plated with a layer of bright red, with a strange and ominous indescribable!

Forbidden Witchcraft - Blood Curse Flower!

(End of this chapter)