Start As Hunter From Hunter World

Start As Hunter From Hunter World Chapter 1252

There is no doubt that for a troll who stakes all on one throw, no matter how difficult the fortress in front of you is, it must be on the bronze oneself.

After seeing the terrifying tactics of human cavalry in the wild, even the most arrogant Amani troll did not dare to hope that he could climb the mountains alive and return to the other side of the Hinterlands.

Not to mention going back to the Hinterlands, even getting close to the mountains is an impossible thing to do.

They will be overtaken and killed by cavalry one by one in the vast grasslands, plains and hills.

So either break the fort or die on the way to break the fort, there is no second way to survive.

dong! dong! dong! dong!

As the war drum made of unknown animal skins was beaten, thousands of giants with red eyes The demon began to charge towards the moat.

They didn't have any siege weapons, just carried dozens of rough ladders made of logs, and then jumped off the moat and used people to hold the ladders to let the subsequent warriors pass quickly.

When enough people rush past, these people will jump up from the water again, hang barbed ladders on the city wall, and start bearing arrows, logs, rocks and Hot oil and boiling water climb up.

Although the powerful regeneration ability has always been a troll's proud racial specialty, it is of little use in the face of this level of intensive firepower coverage.

In less than half an hour of a round of attack, 2,000 people died under the city wall, not even a single one could climb up.

Especially mobilizing women and children to pick up a large number of pebbles by the river, basically a single drop can smash the trolls to face covered in blood.

Those with more strength even opened the scoop on the spot, and then fell from a height of several meters, and their brains flew out.

As for Witch Doctor, Secret Technician, and Sacrifice, they don't dare to approach the city wall to cast their spells.

The reason is simple!

Above the towering arrow towers, there are incomparable gigantic crossbows, and the super arrows that are comparable to the thickness of a human arm are aimed at the other side of the moat.

If the trolls dare to send any sorcerer to help, these formidable power amazing big guys will immediately launch, and they will be nailed in place.

So after seeing with his own eyes the defensive ability of the fortress to have no dead ends in all directions, the Overseer decisively ordered to withdraw his troops and suspend the meaningless death-defying behavior.

Similarly, this temporary temptation also completely relieved the residents of the city.

Because they found out that the man-eating trolls that couldn't be killed in the old man's story were not as terrifying and invincible as expected.

Just the opposite!

They are also injured and killed by being hit by stones and logs, but their self-healing ability is slightly stronger.

If it really breaks the bones, it is impossible to grow well in less than ten days and a half months.

The so-called regeneration is only for flesh wounds.

If the head is chopped off, or the heart pierced, even trolls will die on the spot.

Since you can kill, there is no need to be afraid.

For human beings who have just moved from the wilderness to civilization, there are only two types of enemies in this world, one can be killed by oneself, and the other cannot be killed.

When dealing with the latter, they will naturally feel hopeless and have the idea of running away.

But when dealing with the former one, she will definitely show her desperate energy.

After all, humans are the first race on the Azeroth planet to evolve from nomadic, fishing and hunting to farming civilization.

And for farming civilization, there is nothing more important than land.

There is no doubt that Alan has done this through this war to eliminate human fear of trolls.

After the troll army retreated, Alan returned to the hall of the lord's mansion with all the nobles who came to support including Ignaus, pointed to the map hanging in front of everyone and said: " I believe you all know the origin of these trolls by now. Yes, they are the Deadwood tribe who were expelled from the borders of the Empire by Thoradin Your Majesty, and they are also one of the larger tribes of the Amani Empire."

"That is to say, their massive invasion this time is revenge, right?" an old man who looked older touched the chin and asked.

"That's right! At least from the point of view of the deadwood trolls, this is a naked and undisguised revenge. They want to retake the land where their ancestors have lived for generations, and turn human beings back into the one that can be arbitrarily The lambs they hunted." Alan answered in the affirmative without thinking.

If you have to follow the principle of "whoever comes first, who will occupy", trolls are undoubtedly the true masters of Azeroth in addition to elemental creatures.

Whether it is the human, dwarf, and gnome born from the creation of the Titans, or the orcs and ogre who came through the dark gate later, all of them can be regarded as outsiders.

It's a pity that the trolls are disappointing themselves, and they haven't been able to develop a brilliant and powerful civilization for so long.

Even the tribes within oneself regard each other as food, and hunt each other to satisfy their twisted and sickly cannibalism.

So Alan has no sympathy for trolls at all, and thinks it's only a matter of time before these guys end up in decline or even extinction.

"Isn't it right? If it's really the Deadwood tribe, where did their old and weak women and children go? I remember when Emperor Your Majesty sent troops to expel these guys, but there were many old and weak women and children. They all escaped." Another nobleman frowned and questioned.

Normally, a clan of trolls usually has almost one third adult warrior, while two thirds are old people, women, and children who haven't grown up.

If the deadwood tribe can pull out tens of thousands of warriors, there must be more than twice as many women and children with no battle strength behind them.

Alan nods with a smile: "Yes, this is what I was about to say. According to the report I got from sending someone to investigate, this Allied Force of the Deadwood Tribe should have passed through the towering mountains in the north. jungle , from the Hinterlands. This means that they left the vulnerable old and weak women and children in the tribe on the other side of the mountain. As it happened, my people found that unremarkable path. Currently , these old and weak women and children are concentrated near the basin in the south of the Hinterlands, and only a few troll warriors of the evil tooth tribe are guarded there. Imagine if we silently cross this road and launch a raid at this time, How many slaves can be captured and how many treasures can be plundered at one time?"

His words instantly aroused the greed hidden in the subconscious of all the human nobles present.

You must know that trolls aren't gnolls like gnolls who can't blow up even a little bit of oil and water after being killed!

They are the earliest civilizations on this planet and have developed a unique system of witchcraft and primordial sacrificial magic.

In addition, the level of metal smelting is much higher than that of human beings, such as Thorium weapons, Mithril equipment, various magic items, gold and silver jewelry, it is just like a feather.

If you can grab one fiercely, it will definitely be a windfall.

In addition, with Emperor Thoradin's approval of the Foreign Slave Act, all nobles who lack labor are eager to capture a large number of troll captives and force them to work in mines or farmlands, for the Create wealth yourself continuously.

Generally speaking, adult troll warriors have strong resistance, so they often make trouble, causing great security risks.

But if you replace it with relatively submissive women and children who can be domesticated through brainwashing, it will be completely different.

Looking at the rays of light flickering in the eyes of the nobles, Alan knew that his plan had been half-successful, and immediately waved to El Barov to come forward and tell all the nobles present about the entire "Suppression of children and grandchildren". "Plunder plan.

speaking of which is actually very simple, that is, taking advantage of information asymmetry, when the trolls in the Hinterlands think that their army is attacking the city and winning one victory after another, He rushed in unexpectedly, and before the two big clans, Evil Fang and Xiezhi reacted, took all the spills of war and retreated safely.

The so-called murder must be punished, and the grass must be eradicated.

Since the deadwood tribe dares to invade the human territory, then Alan will kill them to the last one, or even cut off their descendants.

Mature men kill all of them without leaving any one behind. Women and children are tightly bound with leather whips and shackles. They either work all day in the fields and mines, or go to the west to build the Wall of Thoradin, and die of exhaustion.

In short, the entire deadwood tribe will be completely wiped out, and there will be no traces of it.

The plan was so insidious and vicious that even Ignaius, the leader of the Highlanders who hated trolls, shivered and stared at him in awe. Alan, muttering in a low voice: "My God! The deadwood trolls have provoked the wrong person this time. Thoradin Your Majesty is right. When treating the enemy, Duke Alan is like a A real devil."

"What are you talking about?"

Alan seemed to hear something, and immediately turned to stare at each other with the same eyes.

Ignaius waved his hands in fright: "No! It's nothing! I just want to say good job! If you deal with trolls, you will die! Otherwise, they will be like rabbits and mice. They are trying their best to live, and then multiplying everywhere."

"Are you interested in coming along too? You know, a troll slave is very valuable in the empire right now. What they have Regeneration ability, can undertake more dangerous and heavy manual labor." Alan took the initiative to invite.

"Count me in!"

Ignaus decided to join after a little due consideration.

Due to the barren land, the highlanders have been living quite poor, mainly relying on mining and selling all kinds of warm furs, in exchange for food with other human gathering places.

Now there is such a good opportunity to make a fortune, it would be a fool not to participate.

even more how, their mines are in need of a lot of slaves for mining.

It would be great if you could enslave your nemesis, the troll.

In this way, an interest group against trolls has finally been established.

Alan didn't realize how violent a chain reaction his unintentional act would ultimately lead to.

Similarly, the history of blood and tears of the entire race of trolls will also unfold from this.

From now on , the Hinterlands will no longer be the home of the trolls, but the land of their heartbreak and nightmares.

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At the same time, in the temporary camp set up far outside the fortress, the deadwood troll has not realized that he is going to be "stealed", and is still using it. The few tools at hand, logging, building a variety of siege equipment, and the failure of the previous attack did not make them feel depressed, on the contrary, they all cheered up.

Compared to the cavalry, which is like the wind, a fortress that won't run away is obviously a perfect attack target.

And they also know that as long as the fortress is captured, they can immediately get a large amount of food stored in it, especially cured meat, dried fish and eggs, which are all things that they urgently need to replenish.

Compared to the optimism of his subordinates, the Overseer looked worried.

Because he knew that Alan, a tough opponent, would never allow himself to siege the city comfortably, but would keep sending those bows that were as nasty as flies just like a few days ago. Cavalry harassment.

As long as this problem cannot be solved, the troll army will not be able to spare no effort to siege the city.

Otherwise, God knows when those extremely fast cavalry archers will suddenly jump out, starting with a wave of Poisonous Arrow salvos.

What the Troll Overseer didn't know was that the Poisonous Arrows of Alan's cavalry archers had long since been used up, which is why there were no large-scale attacks in the next few days.

But unfortunately, I was bitten by a snake for one year, and I was afraid of the rope for ten years.

Thinking of the heavy losses caused by the two consecutive raids that night, the Overseer did not dare to take it lightly, and with the mentality of preferring to have it and be untrustworthy, he dared to close his eyes and go to sleep only after the arrangement was foolproof. .

If there is a psychologist here, he will definitely be able to analyze it from his behavior, which is completely the result of being cast into a psychological shadow.

Although he didn't admit it, in his heart, the Overseer already felt that he was not Alan's opponent in command, so he tried his best to avoid mistakes and prevent his opponents from taking opportunities.

But what he doesn't know is that in the military, the more you have such a mentality, the easier it is to go wrong.

When the tame falcon sent the news that the trolls had begun to siege and attack the city, Thoradin, who had been waiting for the fighter plane, immediately jumped up from his seat, laughing and waiting for his men. The vassal announced loudly: "The opportunity is here! Let's go now! I will personally go to pick the fruits of victory."

As one of the only two dukes in the empire, Arturia walked in the team with twelve round table Knights that she had trained by herself, and a full one hundred and fifty fully armed heavy armored cavalry. front row.

The shiny and exquisite mithril armor and the Thorium enchanted weapon in their hands made many nobles salivate with envy and jealousy.

This is the elite she has produced with her own territory and finally supported, and each of them is a powerful warrior who can compete with one hundred.