Start As Hunter From Hunter World

Start As Hunter From Hunter World Chapter 1244

"Go to hell! Humans!"

The troll Berserker snarled and leveled the long halberd in his hands, while the raptor under his crotch also opened its mouth full of fangs, towards Alan's Upper body fiercely bit down.

This is a difficult movement that can only be done after long-term training and running-in between the rider and the mount.

Under normal circumstances, even if the enemy can open more long halberd's thrusts, it is difficult to avoid the extremely flexible bite of the raptor.

Be aware that these raptors are not dogs. With their mouths open, they can even stuff a sheep into it, and can bite large livestock like horses in the middle.

If bitten, there is an 80% chance of death on the spot.

Even in armor.

Because in addition to the hardest Thorium, other metal armors simply cannot withstand such a terrifying bite force.

Watching the enemy get closer and closer to him...

The motionless Alan who has always been standing on the spot finally reacted.

I saw him suddenly take a step forward, swung the extremely heavy giant sword in his hand, and slammed the troll Berserker's flat long halberd away with a bang, followed by a backhand. Pull, avoid the place covered with the nail plate, and tear a hole directly on the side of the raptor's bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl.

And with the help of the speed and inertia generated by the opponent's sprint, he cut off half of his head on the spot.

Moment!

Blood and brains splattered everywhere, staining the surrounding ground red.

Finally, the raptor took a few more steps forward before falling to the ground with a thud, twitching and swallowing its last breath.

As for the riders above, they naturally rolled and jumped off their backs, rolling and threw away four or five meters, thus avoiding being crushed under the heavy corpse of the raptor and becoming a lamb to be slaughtered. .

Successful to kill the mount, Alan did not immediately choose to pursue, but tossed off the brains and blood stained on his sword, and said meaningfully: "Now, we are truly fair, isn't it? ?"

"Bah!"

The troll Berserker spat out the knocked-out teeth in his mouth, as well as the dark red blood and saliva mixture, and responded grimly: "There's never been anything fair in this world. Even if you win this duel, sooner or later you'll be killed by the people behind me."

"Victory by quantity? After all these years, you guys The trolls are really inferior to each other, and now there is only one advantage left." Alan sneered taunted.

"Shut up! Back in the days when we created glorious history and civilization, you humans didn't know where to hide in devour raw meat and fowl. The troll thing isn't your turn yet. Evaluation."

There is no doubt that as a member of the Amani Empire, the troll Berserker is full of pride in his race and identity.

In his opinion, apart from Zandalar, the golden empire that has lost contact, only the Amani Empire and the Gurubashi Empire have the longest history and longest existence in the world. .

In comparison, even the all-time powerful Night Spirit Spirit Emperor looks so young and insignificant.

"Hehe, what, did I poke a sore spot? As far as I know, the Amani tribe was in danger in the war with the Zerg Empire before the establishment of the empire, and defeated one of the Ancients. God's servant - Kisix. At that time, you not only possessed great strength, but also possessed courage that was not afraid of sacrifice and fearless. But now? You actually fought against a group of exiles who were expelled by the night elves. Back and forth! Isn't this a decline or something? Even more how, the age of trolls is long over. What's coming next is the age of humans."

Alan deliberately continued Stimulate the opponent in front of you.

In fact, the reason why he appeared here and launched a holy duel was not to kill many enemies, but to attract the attention of the enemy.

And there's nothing easier than angering these trolls.

even more how, most trolls were originally bloodthirsty and bloodthirsty.

Otherwise there wouldn't be a rampant race innate talent in the game.

Combined with the illustrious past and long history of the Amani Empire, its members will inevitably have some extremely proud and conceited emotions.

If someone stimulates it a little at this time, then all trolls will immediately lose their minds and become extremely crazy.

Alan's strategy proved quite successful.

When Commander Calais heard the content of the conversation between the two, especially the war between the High Elf Spirit King and the Amani Empire, he immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "I order you to kill him. Immediately! Immediately!"

If there is anything that the Amani trolls feel most ashamed of, it is undoubtedly being defeated by the Highborne who came across the sea, even the most important and sacred Cities were occupied by the enemy.

And once the occupation is thousands of years!

During this period, no matter how hard they tried, there was no way they could get the lost land back.

Is there anything more humiliating than this in the world?

The answer is obviously no!

Therefore, for the upper-level ruling class of the Amani Empire in all dynasties, there is nothing more important than overturning the kingdom of the Spirit King and destroying it completely.

But now, a human being regarded by the trolls as the "Barbarian Race" knows this humiliating history.

How is it possible not to be angry and annoyed.

Calai's reaction at this moment made it clear that he wanted to kill a witness to silence them.

It's a pity that Berserker, the troll standing in front of Alan, realized that he could beat the opponent in an instant, and was reluctant to take the initiative to attack.

After all, the long halberd is a standard cavalry weapon, not suitable for close combat.

If you rush forward, once you get a chance to get close to you, you will immediately follow your mount and become a separate spirit under this sword.

even more how, the long halberd collided with the big sword, and it didn't take advantage of it.

Without mounts, polearms are very limited in one-on-one combat after losing their all-important speed and impact.

To sum up, the troll Berserker was nervous and hesitant.

I wanted to take the initiative to attack several times, but in the end I didn't know why it stopped. Instead, I kept moving left and right trying to find a weak spot.

Seeing the fear flashing in the opponent's eyes, Alan raised the giant sword with both hands again, and made a new reminder: "If you don't do anything, I will take the initiative to attack."

The next second...

The troll Berserker jumped up with a roar as if he had been stimulated by something, holding the long halberd in his hand high above his head like a sword, and then With the help of gravitational acceleration fiercely smash it down.

Clang!

With the crisp sound of the metal collision and the scattered sparks, the long halberd hit the giant sword near the hilt and left a deep mark on it.

Its amazing strength even makes the first half of the giant sword deeply embedded in the soil.

As Alan's weapon sank deep into the dirt, the troll Berserker immediately pulled back his long halberd and stabbed at the heart with a naked eye speed that was almost indistinguishable.

His tactical thinking is very clear, that is, first through a powerful blow, let the opponent temporarily lose control of the weapon, and then launch a second quick attack to kill in one hit.

It has to be said that the idea was good, but the wrong enemy was chosen.

Just as the sharp end of the long halberd was about to touch the armor, a gust of wind suddenly blew up.

Before anyone else could realize what had happened, the troll Berserker split in half, splitting into two bloody halves.

A large amount of blood plasma and internal organs spewed out from the incision and scattered everywhere.

Because of the speed, he didn't know what was going on until the last moment before he died, and there were doubts, shock and confusion in his pupils.

But outsiders can clearly see that at the last second, Alan suddenly turned the giant sword with his backhand, and split the whole person from the bottom up from the middle of the crotch.

Such a tragic death is even worse than the unfortunate one who was filmed into a muddy flesh before.

The most important thing is that he personally killed a complete elite raptor cavalry of the Amani Empire in front of everyone.

This is something that humans have never done before.

For a moment, all the trolls lost their voices.

Commander Calais even began to re-examine Alan in his heart, as well as the human empire Arathor represented behind Alan, completely ignoring the human cavalry who were still standing on the hillside before, now completely gone trace.

For a commander, this is definitely a fatal mistake.

Even if he doesn't pay attention, the adjutant around him will remind him.

Unfortunately, Calais' lieutenant had just been killed, and the other troll raptors were still in shock, so they had unconsciously fallen into a pre-arranged trap.

At the moment, the human light cavalry led by Knight has wrapped the horse's hooves with felt and quietly came to a place less than three or four kilometers away from where they were just now.

Through the incomparable gigantic stone formation, you can clearly see the surrounding densely packed thunderstorm elements, or a branch of the air element.

Because of too many numbers, the sky as for here is always covered with dark clouds, and one after another dazzling and bright lightning keeps falling from the heights.

A few daring rabbits tried to get close to the tender grass inside, but before they could get close, they were turned into black coke by lightning.

Such a terrifying sight immediately made many soldiers feel their scalps numb.

One of the young Small Captains couldn't help but ask, "My lord! Are you sure we're going to attack these terrifying elements and lead them to the trolls?"

"Of course! This is an order given by His Excellency the Duke. If you have any concerns, you can ask him individually after the operation is over. But for now, all we have to do is carry out the order. Don't forget, for the sake of The whole plan was successful, but the Duke used himself as a bait. If anyone dared to back down at such a time, I would cut off his head immediately."

When talking about this remark, Knight took a stab at it. With one hand on the hilt of the sword, there is a naked and undisguised threat in his eyes.

"You know that's not what I meant..."

The cavalry Captain was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head and whispered something.

It's a pity that no one wants to pay attention to him at this time.

In just ten seconds, hundreds of cavalrymen dispersed, ignited the rockets prepared in advance, and aimed at the middle of the seal array for projectiles.

Moment!

Hundreds of rockets lit up the cloud-covered sky before crashing down.

Although strictly speaking, unenchanted arrows are impossible to damage the elements.

But the flames attached to the arrow successfully angered the thunderstorm elements that were shot.

Following, the thunderstorm element in the center seemed to be going crazy, and a brain rushed out, moved towards the position of the human cavalry.

And while rushing, Summon's innate strength creates cloud after cloud in the sky, and releases amazing lightning of formidable power downwards.

apart from this, as they move, more and more thunderstorm elements around them join in, forming a grandiose spectacular scene.

"Oh - my God! Run! Run!"

Knight was so frightened that he was shivered, and immediately turned his horse around, waving his whip to urge his mount to move desperately towards him. The troll raptor cavalry rushed to the location.

It is important to know that the moving speed of dao essence elements, especially the Wind Element, which is known for its speed and can fly, is much faster than the running of a horse.

He had to get to where the troll raptors were before he could be overtaken.

Otherwise, the hundreds of people, including their horses, would all become scorched corpses under the ravages of thunderstorm elements.

In this way, thousands of thunderstorm elementals chased the human cavalry who dared to attack them, and the human cavalry rushed towards the position of the troll raptor cavalry.

It didn't take long before they appeared on the horizon together.

It's just because the human cavalry is in front, so the trolls can't see the black thunderstorm element that follows for the time being.

"What's the matter? Are those human cavalry taking the initiative to attack us?" Calais narrowed his eyes and asked in an uncertain tone.

Because in the holy duel, several subordinates were beheaded by Alan in a row, so he now has the words "unhappy" written all over his face.

"Uh...it seems so."

The other troll next to him observed for two or three seconds and nodded lightly.

"Kill them all for me! Just in front of that human being!" Calais ordered without even thinking.

In his eyes, the reason why Alan jumped out to initiate a sacred duel must be to delay the time for the human cavalry to retreat.

But in the end, those human cavalrymen were unwilling to give up their companions, so they turned around and killed them halfway.

Although the courageous spirit of not abandoning his companions is commendable, this does not mean that Calais, as a cavalry commander, will miss this opportunity to annihilate the enemy.

If the highest respect in the universe is to kill to the last one, then the highest respect for trolls is to kill and eat each other.

Only the warriors and heroes of the enemy deserve to be on the top of the Amani troll recipe...