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Chapter 35 Anomalies at the Stronghold

Seeing that Roland was still staring at him, the soldier took a deep breath and said, "Almost nothing was seized, no, it should be said that it was not captured. We searched every corner of the entire stronghold, only to find these weapons.

Their arsenals are empty. "

Andal, who was flipping through the corpse at this time, looked at the troll in front of him, and saw some wrinkles on its forehead. Of course, there was nothing strange about this, as did other trolls.

However, there were also wrinkles on his arms. It was as if a flash of lightning flashed through Andal's mind. He knew that these trolls were old trolls. No wonder so many trolls he saw before had wrinkles on their foreheads. He thought they were just like that.

He quickly looked through the corpse again, and soon, he confirmed the news.

He came to Roland here.

"My lord, I found one thing. Those trolls are old trolls. I checked all the corpses, and they are all like this."

Roland frowned when he heard this question, and he said with a bit of boredom: "Just now the soldiers came to report the seizure, and the weapons and armor are pitiful. This is obviously not a stronghold with 400 people. .”

Andal, who heard this, was also a little puzzled. "Obviously, a stronghold will not be fully borne by the elderly in the tribe. All of this reveals an unusual feeling."

Both of them were very puzzled. In the current situation, strange information was revealed everywhere, but why?Is there any trap here?Or is there a secret?
"Are they going to set fire to us? In this camp?"

Hearing Roland's blind guesses, Andal rolled his eyes. "My lord, if they're going to burn us, they're going to lose their forests too, and I don't think they'll do that."

"Also, even if it's a trap, they wouldn't send so many trolls to lure us. This is obviously not a good deal."

Roland nodded, agreeing with Andal's words.

But what is all this for?

"My lord, I am more inclined to be a troll. I have exiled these old trolls. Their food reserves may not be enough. I have heard that many alien races have such a tradition."

"Well, it's possible." Roland agreed, and then remembered what the soldier said.

"There is a lot of air-dried meat in the seizure. It doesn't look like there is a lack of food. The meat, even if the trolls can eat more than us, is enough for the camp to consume for a month. What's more, these are old trolls."

"This this.."

Andal obviously couldn't figure out why.

"Forget it, forget about it, no matter why, the trolls are our enemies. It's time for us to bury our comrades."

After Roland finished speaking, he walked away.Seeing this, Andal had no choice but to follow, but he was still thinking about these unusual things in his mind.

In fact, they all thought that the trolls were either going through some kind of war, because they hadn't seen the scouts of the trolls for a long time.But who can they fight?Are there any other powerful alien races over there?
Or is it a split?But why should they split?

However, no matter how you look at it, trolls can leave 400 people in a stronghold, even if they are old trolls, it also represents their number, which cannot be dealt with by myself and others.

Pack up your mood, arrange the order of the vigil, and camp here tonight.

If possible, it can also be used as a temporary base.

All night.

The time goes back to the time when the dawn mercenary group built the city.

At this time, the troll tribe was also caught in a dispute.

This is a huge city made of piled stones, and the city is a complex of buildings with wooden structures as the main body.The totems that can be seen everywhere are carved on the houses. In the middle of the building complex, there is a stone temple with a tall dome, and a huge stone statue stands next to the temple.

This is a snake-shaped statue with a head like a legendary dragon, with two arms under the head, three-fingered claws, and feathers on the arms.

This is the god they worship, Hakkar, the blood god.

Some are similar to the Feathered Serpent of the Mayans.

After the daily blood sacrifice, they sat together.

Chief Vaughn sat on the ground, looked at the tribal warriors around him and asked, "Let's talk about it. What do you think about humans building a city outside the Evernight Forest?"

A troll who was making bows and arrows said: "We should take the initiative to destroy their bold ideas."

Vaughn didn't express any opinion, but closed his eyes, muttering words, not knowing what he was talking about.

"I don't think we need to destroy them. As long as they don't enter our territory, we don't need to take the initiative to attack." After Farakin finished speaking, he hesitated, sighed, and finally did not say the next words.

The scene became calm for a while.

Seeing this, Vaughn had to stop his prayer, and said, "According to the reports from the scouts, those humans are very powerful. Compared with the humans we encountered before, their bow and arrow skills are more exquisite, and they are very alert."

"Even in the woods, our scouts did not carry out an effective kill, but lost a lot of people."

"The trees that we depend on, are helping them, they no longer shelter us."

Many people didn't know what Vaughan meant when he said these words, and they looked at each other.

"Patriarch, do you mean that they come from the more powerful nobles of humans, and humans are finally going to attack us?" Vaughan's statement confirmed Farakin's concerns, and he was even more worried at the moment.

"And now it's October, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and it won't be long before it will snow, and it will be even more difficult for us to fight."

It turned out that this was what Patriarch Vaughan meant by the second sentence, and many trolls were also aware of this problem.

"However, should we attack or not attack human strongholds?" Farakin asked the question in most trolls' minds.

"What do we use to attack? How many humans do you really think we can defeat? How many of them are there? These days their numbers are increasing. According to the reports from the scouts, they now have four to five hundred people."

"And everyone has armor, even if it's just leather armor, even if we destroy them, how many people will we lose?"

"How many years will it take us to recover our population?"

"What if humans come again? We can't give up our advantages and use our own weaknesses to face the enemy's strengths. That's not fighting, it's suicide."

Listening to Patriarch Vaughan's words, these trolls fell silent. The reason why they can resist humans is that they relied on the Forest of Evernight to maximize their strengths.

On the frontal battlefield, they lacked armor, and it was impossible for them to defeat humans, otherwise they would not have been driven to the Forest of Eternal Night.

"Damn Lazar!" Farakin said, and threw the wooden spear in his hand, and nailed it to the tree. "If he hadn't taken away all the warriors in the clan and split the clan, for the sake of an illusory oracle, how could we have come to this point."

　Thanks for the two monthly tickets of what should I get?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)