Start As Hunter From Hunter World

Start As Hunter From Hunter World Chapter 1251

Boom long long long!

When the troll warlord and his adjutant came out of the camp, they saw the originally calm lake, and for some reason a heaven overflowing giant wave suddenly appeared.

Countless lit wooden boats washed down with the floods like starlights in the night sky.

Countless ignited grease floated on the water, forming a spectacular scene of fire and water blending together.

"What happened? Why did this lake suddenly flood?" the troll warlord asked loudly, grabbing a warrior who had turned around and fled.

The latter was obviously frightened, and hurriedly shook the head hard: "No...I don't know! I don't know what happened. Anyway, suddenly, heaven overflowing started on the other side of the lake. giant wave."

"Damn it! It's that river! Those humans dug the dikes on both sides of the river bank for water diversion and irrigation!"

The adjutant finally reacted at this time, using The truth was spoken in an unbelievable tone.

You must know that human beings are one of the very few people in this world who can cultivate. For them, water conservancy and irrigation facilities often occupy an extremely important position.

Many dams and water conservancy facilities, once built, can often be used for hundreds of years, allowing large tracts of farmland to be productive.

Normally, no human tribe would easily destroy a water irrigation facility, even if it was occupied by an enemy.

But today, Alan is clearly upending that tradition.

He ordered, without the slightest hesitation, the destruction of the largest submerged irrigation facility in his domain, just to deal the most devastating blow to the invading trolls.

The terrifying flood engulfed all the temporary camps near the lake in just a few minutes, and drowned all the trolls who were too late to escape in the mud and gravel. below the flood.

As for those who were lucky enough to get out of flood coverage, it wasn't much better.

More than 200 wooden boats plunged into the dense grass with the help of the power of the flood.

Under the action of the oil, the fire ignited in a short time, and it spread rapidly, showing a prairie prairie.

Accompanied by the billowing smoke and red fire, many troll warriors were accidentally surrounded by the spreading fire sea in a panic, and eventually they were either burned to death or choked to death.

Seeing that the entire camp has been completely plunged into chaos, the Overseer, no matter how stupid, realizes that this is a premeditated despicable sneak attack, and immediately wants to erect the flag that symbolizes the Amani Empire. Regroup the troll warrior who lost one's head out of fear.

After all, behind them is a lake and a flooded swamp. As long as they turn around to get water to prevent the fire from spreading near the shore, they can successfully survive this crisis.

Unfortunately, Alan clearly anticipated this.

Before the Overseer could gather many people, Ignaus, who had just dug the dam, led two thousand cavalry across from behind, slaying those lost one's head out of fear recklessly. Running troll warrior.

Alan, who had been ambushed on the other side, also led the cavalry to join the battle, pouring arrows into the crowded places.

Because most of the trolls who woke up from their sleep didn't have time to put on their armor, pick up weapons and shields when they avoided the flood just now, it was like wheat harvested by a scythe.

When the rain of arrows fell, they all fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

For a while, this troll army with tens of thousands of powerful warriors suffered successive floods, fire attacks, cavalry charges and volleys of bows and arrows in less than half an hour. blow.

If it is replaced by the cold weapon war in ancient Earth, more than 90% of the army will definitely collapse on the spot, and eventually it will evolve into a large-scale rout and pursuit.

It is unbelievable that the army of the Amani trolls did not collapse.

Just the opposite!

Whether it's a guy with a few Poisonous Arrows in his body, who can't even control his limbs, or a hapless bastard with terrifying burns all over his body, he will be the last desperately moved towards before he dies. The human cavalry rushed to the position.

Once he ran to the front, he immediately jumped up with all his strength, took the rider off the horse, and pressed him to the ground.

Either strangle the opponent with both hands, or pierce the enemy's throat or eyes with sharp fangs.

In short, the more desperate and dead they are, the more insane they become.

And this kind of madness also caused a lot of casualties to human beings.

Especially for those youngsters who fought against trolls for the first time on the battlefield, they were often scared to move when they met face to face, and ended up being killed by ruthless.

The difference between killing an experienced warrior and a rookie is vividly and thoroughly reflected in this brief moment.

Fortunately!

As the active attacker, Alan holds the initiative firmly.

After discovering that the trolls began to fall into a frenzied counterattack before death, they immediately issued an order to retreat.

As a piercing arrow swept across the sky above, Ignaus quickly withdrew from the battlefield as agreed, turning his direction and disappearing into the vast darkness.

Alan took cover for the friendly army a little, then followed through the deliberately reserved passage behind him and crossed the endless fire sea, leaving safely from the crazy troll's eyes, leaving only a piece of A messy camp, corpses everywhere, and enemies full of rage but nowhere to vent.

This long-planned raid directly resulted in the tragic death of more than 18,000 troll warriors, and more than 16,000 whereabouts unknown. Swallowed by the flood, it became the ration of the murlocs at the bottom of the lake.

Leveraging his familiarity with the terrain, Alan managed to cut the troll army by nearly half.

The only pity is that this raid did not succeed in breaking into the camp where the troll warlord is located, and also did not kill many Witch Doctors, priests and secret technicians.

Otherwise, the war should end here.

Relying on the position of the stars in the sky to identify the direction, the two human cavalry soon converged in an abandoned village more than 30 kilometers away from the incident site.

Ignaus took off his helmet and didn't care about the face blackened by the thick smoke. He said with a smile: "Hahahaha! Rejoice! It's the first time I've killed me when I'm so big. Trolls are so easy to kill. No wonder the Emperor Your Majesty said that you have endless knowledge in your head, and even a little bit of knowledge can be used for life by outsiders. I never thought about it before, using all kinds of complex What about the terrain?"

"Actually, in the Alterac mountain range, it is easier to use the terrain than the plains, grasslands and hills. Usually, an avalanche is enough to wipe out the entire army of trolls. ' Alan also took off his helmet, revealing a blackened face.

In fact, not only the two of them, but also all the soldiers behind them, even some white horses, their hair was blackened by smoke.

The only thing fortunate is that due to the wind direction, the black smoke and dust inhaled by everyone is not too much, It shouldn't be cause serious respiratory and lung diseases.

By contrast, those trolls trapped in the fire sea are hard to say.

"Avalanche?" Ignaius' eyes lit up instantly.

Obviously, as a highlander, he has seen a lot of avalanches with his own eyes, and understands how terrifying the white snow that seems to have no threat, once it begins to roll down from a height, can cause terrifying destructive power.

That is a more dangerous and terrifying natural disaster than a flood.

If floods can do so much damage to trolls, why not avalanches?

Inspired by Alan, Ignatius seems to have opened the door to the New World, with rays of light flashing in his eyes.

Why must we fight recklessly?

Why can't you make use of everything that can be used around?

Seeing that the middle-aged man who had spent half his life in the war finally came to his senses, Alan had a relieved expression on his face.

To be honest, he can be said to be quite dissatisfied with the tactical literacy of the top executives of the Arathor Empire.

Apart from Arturia and Thoradin, two people who have received cross-age military ideological education, there is not even a single one who can really fight.

The military nobles can be a little better, at least they know how to arrange troops, but they are also very rigid in fighting, at best they can only be mid-level and lower-level officers.

As for the nobles who were transformed from tribal leaders and elders, they were simply a group of wine-bags and rice-bags. They only shouted and rushed up in a mess, no different from fighting with street hooligans.

In contrast, the youngsters cultivated by Emperor Thoradin are quite good, but unfortunately, since there is no chance to lead the army alone for the time being, there is a serious lack of generals with commanding ability on the human side.

It would definitely be a good thing if Ignaius, the highlander leader so highly valued by Thoradin, could stand out.

In this way, while taking a break, the two privately exchanged their experiences on tactics, tactics and the mixed application of multiple arms.

Alan got a lot of useful information about Alterant's mountain range from it, and Ignaius got the advanced concepts of war for modern people on Earth.

When the second half of the night approached around three or four in the morning, they all got up at the same time to wake up the soldiers who had been lying on the ground for five or six hours, and then collectively rolled over and moved towards the camp of the troll army. go ahead.

Because it took a long time to put out the prairie fire, the surviving trolls are now exhausted, and they simply forgot to arrange for a sentry, and all fell to the ground and fell asleep.

They were so tired that they didn't feel the vibration of the ground and the crisp sound of hoofs.

On top of that, the Troll Warlord totally didn't expect that after launching a vile sneak attack, Alan would launch a second one in the last half hour before dawn.

The result was no accident, the originally peaceful camp was once again smashed by the iron hooves of the human cavalry.

With the icy blades and arrows, thousands of trolls turned into icy corpses before they woke up from their sleep.

Some were even trampled alive by horseshoes.

Also, Ai Lu didn't want to fight, just after killing the entire camp, he used the cover of the last darkness before dawn and left, and took those trolls who got up from the ground and clutched their weapons and wanted to die. The warrior hangs out in the cold wind.

Assault!

Retreat!

Raid again!

Retreat!

In just one day and one night, his fear and fear of human cavalry were deeply embedded in the troll's memory.

In the next few days, the Troll Overseer was even more like having a mental disorder, constantly throwing out a large number of headhunters day and night to prevent another sudden attack.

The army does not dare to go too fast every day, and the marching speed is as slow as a snail.

To his dismay, Alan seemed to have anticipated this situation and never launched a single large-scale assault.

At best, the cavalry archers are divided into dozens of people into a square, and they are specialized in hunting down the troll sentries scattered around the periphery.

Five days later, the trolls who were full of fire finally reached their desired destination in a state of stomach rumbling with hunger and exhaustion.

It's just that when he saw the hedgehog-like defensive facilities with three layers inside and three layers outside, as well as the densely packed arrow tower, the Overseer felt that his heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

The dilapidated wooden fortress that TM told the Deadwood Tribe was two completely different things!

Although it is also made of wood and soil, the building in front of you has a fourth layer city wall inside and outside, and each layer is separated by a narrow passage like a labyrinth.

Even if the First Layer is broken, there are Second Layer and Third Layer waiting behind.

Humans can stand down and attack intruders located in the middle of the two city walls.

It is estimated that thousands of people will not die, so don't expect to rush into the city at all.

In addition, the turbulent water flow of the moat is also a big problem.

Be aware of the tools and weapons that trolls carry, there are many bits and pieces that were lost that night not too long ago, and there is simply no way to make too many engineering tools.

Through a simple single-tube telescope, Alan clearly saw the waxy expression on the face of the troll warlord, and couldn't help laughing and taunted: "That guy thought he could easily break through my fortress when he got here? What gave him such courage and confidence?"

"Because this army of trolls has no way out. Either take the fortress and get enough food and a stronghold to stand, or be captured We are constantly bleeding and disappearing on the road of advancing or retreating. If it were me, I would choose the former. At least there is still a glimmer of hope of turning defeat into victory." Ignaus shrugged his shoulders very easily.

Because at this moment, the number of foreign trolls no longer has an overwhelming advantage, and he is not worried about the opponent attacking the city at all.

As for the siege...

I am afraid that before the food in the city runs out, all the trolls who don't carry much supplies will starve to death.

even more how, Emperor Thoradin also not to be trifled with.

After he has gathered enough vassals, he will immediately march north to deal a fatal blow to the enemy from behind.

Use the troll's corpse and head to announce to the world that the human empire Arathor is not a soft persimmon that can be easily manipulated.