Emperor of Arcane

July 2nd.

Bay collar.

Dark forests, logging camps.

It was just dawn, and there was a faint chill in the lush forest.

The bright sunlight shines on the logging camp that looks like a castle.

Thick and solid stone walls and towering watchtowers.

The fortress spire emerging from the interior is dotted with various shooting ports.

From time to time, neatly lined up soldiers can be seen patrolling the walls and pavilions, and people standing guard can be seen everywhere.

The logging camp is now very busy.

Even after the Troll Valley base was established, more than half of the adventurers in the Gulf Territory still gathered here.

There is no other reason. In addition to connecting the Troll Valley to the northeast, the logging camp is connected to Bay Town and the Silver Moon River to the south, and there is also a vast dark forest area to the west.

The transportation is convenient, there are many areas for adventure, and all kinds of material supplies are also very convenient.

It's just right for small adventure teams and beginner adventurers to gather here.

Especially last night, after the Lord's Mansion issued an announcement, more and more adventurers came to the logging camp.

If you follow the generous lord, you will not only have soup to drink, but also meat to eat.

This has become the consensus of many adventurers and adventure teams!

The dense noise failed to wake Chris.

He was awakened by the alarm clock he set.

I looked at the time and saw that it was getting late.

Putting on the weapons and equipment that had been maintained and inspected yesterday, Chris walked out of the room in a happy mood.

As one of the first batch of adventurers in the Gulf Territory whose contribution reached 1,000, Chris received a house in any location for free.

As long as he doesn't do anything that harms the interests of the Gulf Territory, this house will always be his.

As soon as he went out, Chris met several members of the team.

They all greeted Chris warmly and looked at the houses behind him with envy.

"Knife in hand, follow me. Hahaha, the mission description of the Bay Leader is so interesting!"

"It would be great if I had one!"

"If there is a way, just increase the contribution value to 500!"

"You can easily do this by dividing the contributions of 10 trolls individually."

"I think it's more suitable for a newcomer like me to clean up the fishmen in the upper reaches of the Silver Moon River."

"Don't worry about this. As long as you follow the team a few more times, everyone will take good care of you."

"Yes, Chris was like that back then, but he grew up very fast!"

"Where is Captain Alice?"

"Where else could the captain go? He must be looking for inside information!"

"How can there be any inside information in the Gulf Territory? Don't all areas within 20 kilometers of us have detailed public records?"

"Maybe, Captain Alice, as the adventurer with the highest contribution value, will get some preferential treatment, right?"

"Also a possibility……"

"..."

Chris heard their discussion and walked towards the restaurant calmly. He happened to see Alice coming back and subconsciously walked up.

Alice, who looked calm outside, just walked into the house and shouted excitedly:

"Chris and I will take a trip to buy some more supplies."

"Everyone is prepared, bring supplies for the journey, and leave a message at the same time."

Chris's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't expect that someone else would guess it right.

He nodded excitedly, and when he saw other people from the corner of his eye, he became worried about gains and losses, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly:

"If you want to get rich, how can you think so much?"

Adventurers are just licking blood from the edge of a knife. If they are not mentally prepared, they are the only ones who are unlucky.

Of course, in the Gulf Territory, the situation will be slightly better.

This scene in Alice's adventure team also happened among other adventurers.

The entire logging camp immediately became lively.

A large amount of supplies were transported over and headed towards the Troll Valley under the escort of soldiers.

Following closely behind were soldiers in neat formation.

The restless adventurers followed closely and rushed to the Troll Valley together.

Two hours later.

Matthew and the soldiers arrived at Troll Valley.

Leon, whose heart was filled with excitement, came out with soldiers to greet him.

The two armies merged into one, bringing together 70% of the military strength of the Gulf Territory.

The Troll Valley Camp, which has completed several rounds of expansion, is not inferior to the newly built Murloc Castle in terms of area.

The adventurers here are also gearing up.

Adventurers have all heard about the combat effectiveness of the Gulf Territory soldiers, but most of them have never seen it with their own eyes.

This time, they will be involved in the whole process.

There are also many adventurers who are gathering friends at the moment, preparing for another big fight.

In the war conference room.

Matthew was looking at the map, and beside him was a much more mature Leon.

This young warrior lived up to Matthew's trust in him.

Not only did he guard the dangerous troll camp, he also often took the initiative to lead soldiers and adventurers to capture trolls.

After the battle experience, Leon's strength has been further improved.

The professional level has reached level 6 and he has become an intermediate warrior.

He is introducing the situation in Troll Valley to others:

"There are still about thousands of scattered trolls in the jungle hills to the south. They are suppressed by the adventurers and are basically nothing to worry about."

"There is a large kobold camp to the east. Lord Goldtooth often "replenishes" manpower there, and it will not affect us."

"To the west is a flat plain. It was originally a hunting ground for trolls and ogres, but now it is basically under our control."

"Only in the north, there are not only three troll communities with a thousand people level, but also a troll pass with more than 5,000 trolls in it!"

"This pass belongs to the Rotten Moss clan. It was originally easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is very strong."

"But now, it's in a state of disrepair, very shabby, and serves only as a troll settlement!"

"These are the information of the Rotten Moss Clan..."

Everyone in the conference room picked up the information in front of them and looked through it, even the somewhat confused Alona was no exception.

The Gulf Territory is offering a reward at any cost.

The adventurers spent nearly two months to obtain most of the information about the Rotten Moss Clan.

They are located on the north side of the Troll Valley, occupying a large area of ​​hills, with a total number of 300,000.

Logically speaking, the Rotten Moss Clan, with hundreds of thousands of trolls, is definitely a behemoth for the Gulf Territory at this time.

So why did Matthew dare to take the initiative to attack?

The reason is simple. The Rotten Moss clan is currently in internal strife.

A large clan of hundreds of thousands of trolls split into three factions.

They are constantly attacking each other.

In the dense jungle of the dark forest, they have been falling in love and killing each other for decades.

This troll force located just north of the pass is called Gurubashi!

It is the strongest among the three troll forces, and the other two troll clans must join forces to fight against it.

Gurubashi Troll?

Matthew raised his eyebrows slightly and carefully read the information below, thinking silently in his heart:

"It turns out that the Gurubashi troll replaced the Moss Troll. I wonder why Moss Trolls are rarely heard of..."