Emperor of Arcane

The adventurers who came up obviously saw this scene, and were surprised by the terrifying destructive power of the lord, and hurriedly pounced on the lone trolls.

The cunning adventurers didn't even think about attacking head-on.

First, various long-range attacks greeted him.

Wait for these trolls to bleed first and then lose their strength.

Then they swarmed up from the side.

The iron chain net was tied up, the spear was placed on the stand, and finally all kinds of flying claw ropes were thrown together. Even though these trolls were powerful and fierce, they were unable to defeat the four hands with two fists, and they were dragged away forcefully.

With the first time, there will naturally be a second time.

When several trolls were captured one after another, the adventurers who tasted the benefits immediately became bolder.

They went around to the back of the troll formation and attacked the few lone long-range trolls.

Although the latter resisted vigorously, it was impossible for one person to block dozens of adventurers. After struggling for more than 10 seconds, they were all tied up.

The trolls struggling in the water saw this scene that made them angry, and they roared and roared.

The river, which usually could be crossed by dozens of breaths, seemed so spacious and out of reach to them now.

As the saying goes, pick the weakest persimmons. The adventurers ignored the energetic trolls in the water and went straight to those trolls fighting the soldiers.

In a head-on confrontation, what's more fun than outflanking the enemy?

Matthew, who had been taking action, couldn't help laughing when he saw the adventurers being so alert.

However, in more than 10 breaths, four or five more trolls were captured by the adventurers.

Yaya stuck his head out and looked at the surrounded trolls. His bright eyes were bent into a crescent shape, and he opened his mouth in confusion:

"Papa? I feel that there are more trolls coming from afar."

"Would you like me to fly over and take a look? I promise to be very careful!"

His pupils shrank slightly, Matthew shook his head and said in a deep voice to Angela beside him:

"Leave the battlefield and re-form."

Looking at the remaining 40 or so trolls, Angela knew that in just three or four minutes, they would all be killed or captured.

If we give up now, we will leave everything to the adventurers.

However, the smart Angela quickly reacted and chose to obey the lord's order without hesitation, shouting directly:

"All soldiers listen to the order: take ten steps back, leave the battlefield, and re-form!"

Although the soldiers in the battle were a little confused.

But the daily training of obeying orders has formed the habit of obeying orders and prohibiting them.

They left the battlefield without any hesitation, leaving the stubborn trolls to the adventurers who gathered excitedly.

The soldiers who reorganized themselves, led by Angela, rushed towards the trolls who had just climbed out of the river.

This time, a team of 20 barbarian soldiers was sent to their side by Matthews.

These barbarian soldiers wearing heavy armor have already been eager to fight.

After hearing Angela's order to move forward, he stood at the front of the team, marching neatly towards the over 50 trolls that were charging towards him.

The anxious trolls, seeing the miserable condition of their companions, their expressions changed greatly, and they roared and charged towards the uniformly marching soldiers.

It's obvious that these trolls are still very confident in their own strength and combat effectiveness!

If they had seen that their companions who were in the final struggle failed to break through the soldiers' defense line in one fell swoop, they would not be so reckless.

However, Matthew saw the strength of these trolls.

Not far away, in the mist-shrouded valley, figures of trolls rushed out.

Matthew glanced briefly, and the digital display showed that the number of trolls had been completely counted - 325!

An astonishing number!

However, Matthew could see that the strength of these trolls was far inferior to those in front of him. The average challenge level was barely 5+.

Even though the gap is only 1 level, this critical 1 level represents the gap between the beginner and intermediate levels.

Facing the latter, these soldiers were almost unable to resist.

Even if they were holding shields, in a defensive posture, and with the buffs provided by auras and spell scrolls, they could only barely resist.

Even, the defense will be broken through forcefully!

This is a hard gap in strength!

Facing the former, Matthew believed that the soldiers could fight it.

So, Matthew raised his staff again and picked up the spell scroll with his other hand.

"Ma Youfu's acid arrow!"

The dark green magic ray pierced forward as fast as lightning, and the troll charging towards him was hit instantly.

The terrifying destructive power eroded a hole the size of a bowl in the troll's chest.

The severe pain instantly knocked down the troll. He fell to the ground in horror, and his fragile internal organs could be seen from the wound on his chest.

A swift arrow flew past, and under the horrified gaze of the troll, it accurately pierced its chest and tore open its beating heart.

Blood spurted out, and the troll's eyes immediately went dark, and his pupils dilated infinitely.

The solid armor on the troll's chest had almost no effect.

Matthew paid 50% extra mana for this, but he didn't stop at all and continued to release Ma Youfu's acid arrows.

One by one, the trolls screamed and fell to the ground. The excited soldiers went all out to withstand the pressure of the trolls' impact.

Angela spoke calmly and continued to direct with clear thoughts:

"Pikemen push forward! Advance!"

"Archers focus their fire!"

"The shield soldiers defend with all their strength!"

"The injured soldier retreats, and the replacement soldier steps forward!"

The entire battlefield operates under Angela's command, and every soldier obeys her orders unconditionally, like well-fitting gears assembled into a powerful killing machine.

This time, the troll failed to break through the soldiers' defense like before.

Because the barbarian soldiers at the forefront showed strength that was not inferior to that of the trolls.

Relying on thick armor, auras and spells to increase the power, the barbarian soldiers and the trolls fought fiercely and were inseparable.

The personal combat effectiveness of most barbarian soldiers is actually quite good.

Strong physical talent allows most barbarian soldiers to have more than 14 points of strength when they reach adulthood.

After special training and professional strengthening, some mid-level barbarian soldiers with strong talents can possess more than 20 points of extraordinary strength.

For example, Beelzebub is at the forefront!

After struggling to knock a giant monster to the ground, Beelzebub waved his axe, and struck it down hard.

Bang!

The mace raised by the troll was split into a deep gap, and flying sparks fell with its bent arm.

The veins in Beelzebub's thick neck popped out, he raised the ax high and struck hard again.

boom!

The poor-quality mace broke, and under the troll's disbelieving gaze, the bright and cold ax blade split open its chest deeply.

Beelzebub raised the ax upwards and disemboweled the troll. He turned the handle sharply and chopped off the troll's head with extraordinary ease.

The axe, which weighed fifty or sixty kilograms, was as light as a feather in Beelzebub's hands.

No matter how powerful the self-healing ability is, it can't heal such a horrific injury!

Other soldiers also cooperated with the barbarian warriors and continued to advance.

The trolls who were fighting alone were surrounded one after another and had to be pushed back by the soldiers.

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