Hunter starting from Hunter World

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Accompanied by the low sound of war drums, the troll warlord quickly commanded his army to divide into three groups, trying to encircle the human cavalry who had just massacred thousands of their own warriors in front of them.

Some priests, witch doctors and mystics even did not forget to use various mages to cooperate.

In particular, some acceleration magic can even make a small number of trolls move quickly and catch up with the speed of horses in a short period of time.

But unfortunately, the number of these trolls was so small that they were covered by arrows one after another before they even got close, and eventually died miserably on the road to charge.

Even if a few of them occasionally rushed forward, Ignaus would personally lead his Highland cavalry to rush forward and trample them alive into pulp.

The two sides fought back and forth for several rounds while testing each other.

The trolls could not keep up with the speed of the human cavalry, and the human cavalry with only 5,000 men on hand did not dare to easily attack the army of tens of thousands of troll warriors and spellcasters.

After half an hour of going back and forth, Allen realized that there would be no bargains to be gained today, and immediately raised his hand and gave the order to retreat.

In the blink of an eye, the five thousand cavalrymen immediately changed direction and disappeared over the horizon, leaving only corpses scattered on the ground and dust raised by the horses running.

Seeing the enemy's figure walking away, the troll warlord felt that his lungs were about to explode.

Because he had led the army in battle for so many years, this was the first time he had been beaten so hard.

The way Allen fights is different from any opponent he has encountered before.

He does everything!

And there is almost no sense of honor!

Directly turning war into a simple numbers game!

As long as there is a battle plan, the enemy's losses will be far greater than our own losses, so we should launch it without hesitation.

This was the case before when they set up traps to annihilate the Velociraptor Dragoon Legion, and now it is the same for the forwards of the assault army.

As for wanting to square off and decide the outcome according to traditional warfare, don't even think about it.

After all, Allen knew very well that with the current strength of the Arathor Empire, wanting to fight a head-on war with the Amani trolls was basically not much different from self-destruction.

In addition, Sun Tzu's Art of War has a guiding principle in the cold weapon era, which is called win first and then go to war.

This means that before launching a war, it is best to consider your chances of winning. If you are not sure, don't act rashly.

However, with the annihilation of the Velociraptor Dragoons, Allen has firmly grasped the initiative in the war.

What he has to do next is to accumulate more first wins through constant harassment, until the balance of power between the two sides changes fundamentally.

The poor troll warlord didn't know that today's nightmare was just the beginning.

In the next few days, he will witness with his own eyes a kind of tactics and tactics from the pinnacle of the earth's cold weapon age.

Without enough cavalry or long-range weapon strikes, it is almost impossible to win with infantry alone.

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At the same time, Allen and Ignaus, who had retreated more than ten kilometers away, had dismounted and sat on the top of a relatively high hill to rest.

The soldiers who had just won a glorious victory happily built simple stoves with stones, then put iron pots on them, added water, and cooked them with bacon jerky, dried mushrooms, and beans.

It didn't take long for them to make a hot soup that was delicious in their eyes, and ate it with hard slices of bread.

While eating, they were still talking about the hearty battle not long ago.

The war horses were gnawing on high-grade feed mixed with wheat, beans and egg powder to replenish their physical strength.

As humans, they never thought that a troll with powerful regeneration ability would be pinned to the ground by them and exploded without even a chance to fight back.

Similarly, they gradually began to realize that the cavalry, which was regarded as a remnant of the tribal era, did not seem to be as bad as the nobles thought.

Just the opposite!

At certain times, these units that cannot fight head-on can play a surprising role in winning the battle.

The young girl who was selected by Allen to join the horse archers flushed with excitement, and used the blood of the troll to ink three skulls on her skin.

Each skeleton represents a living troll warrior she shot in battle.

Ignaus admired the high morale of the soldiers with great interest, and then said with a smile without looking back: It seems that after I go back, it will be necessary to train a special group of horse archers. In addition, about that kind of cavalry Toxin, I hope to purchase a batch from you. It has an immediate effect on trolls with the ability to regenerate.

No problem! When this war is over, I will give the method and process of refining the toxin to Thoradin. I believe he will be very happy to copy a copy and give it to you. In dealing with the trolls, all human beings' interests are at stake. It is consistent. Only by destroying the empire established by the Amani trolls in the north can we occupy more fertile lands and raise more people.

As he spoke, Allen handed over the bottle of liquor he carried with him.

As a highlander living in a cold environment, Ignaus has always been open to spirits. He raised his head and took several sips. Then he licked his lips and praised: Good wine. ! This should be brewed with fine barley and honey, right? In my hometown, there is not so much land to grow barley. But we use a kind of ice fruit and add honey to brew it, which has a unique flavor. Especially the first one When I drink it, I feel like my entire stomach and lungs are frozen, and when I inhale it, I am filled with a refreshing feeling that cannot be described in words.

Haha, that sounds like the best drink in summer. No one can refuse to drink a glass of wine that can cool down in the hot summer. Allen responded with a smile.

Yes! I really hope that we can drive out all those damn trolls. In this case, we highlanders can also get a large piece of land that can grow food and feel what summer is like.

When he said these words, Ignaus' tone was filled with naked and undisguised envy.

There is no way not to be envious!

In that poor place in the Alterac Mountains, except for the barren land at the foot of the mountain where you can grow a little food, you can basically only make a living on herding and hunting on the mountain.

Its harsh living environment is beyond the imagination of outsiders.

As a highlander, Ignaus dreamed of leading people out of the mountains and living on the warm and fertile plains and grasslands.

This was also the reason why he agreed to merge with the Arathor Empire in the first place.

Only by joining the Empire and defeating the trolls in the north can the Highlanders gain access to the rich lands beyond the mountains.

Don't worry, Thoradin can lead all humans to achieve this goal in at most ten years. But compared to this, I think we should discuss the night attack first.

While talking, Allen took a hand-drawn map from the attendant behind him.

In just a few seconds, he accurately marked his location and the path of the troll army.

Night attack?

Ignaus was obviously stunned.

Because through the previous battles, no matter how stupid the troll governor was, he should have realized the advantages of human cavalry, and would inevitably choose to shrink his troops and place enough spies on the periphery.

Under such circumstances, any surprise attack may be forced to turn into a fortified attack, ultimately resulting in heavy losses for one's own side.

But Allen was not worried about this. He pointed directly to an open area on the troll's route and said: This is a dense grassland, and the height of the grass can even reach more than 1.5 meters. If nothing else, the giant The demons should camp by a lake here tonight. After all, their army is very large, and it will be very troublesome if there is not enough water nearby.

Ignaus glanced at the map and immediately nodded in agreement: You are right. This is indeed the most likely place for trolls to camp. However, they should clean up the weeds by the lake before camping. , to prevent us from setting fires, making sneak attacks at night, and causing all kinds of chaos.

That's right! But this time, I didn't plan to set a fire. Instead, I prepared a feast of water and fire for them. Did you see the bag tied on the horse's back? Guess what's inside? Ai A sinister smile appeared on Ren's face.

Oh - my God! It can't be grease!

Ignaus opened his mouth in surprise.

After all, the highlanders were considered experts in setting fires, and they immediately made a good guess based on the weight, volume, and the extent of the bag's sway when moving.

Yes! A whole three thousand bags of flammable grease. Guess what will happen if I pour the grease on a small wooden boat and light it, and then dig a dam and let the lake water pour down? Allen seemed like He asked with a non-smile.

When Ignaus heard this plan, the image of a flood of burning flames rushing into the troll camp suddenly appeared in his mind. He immediately asked Ying with gleaming eyes: Your Excellency, please be sure to bring this glorious and great army to the rescue. Leave the task to me.

No problem! After the water rushes into the troll camp, you must lead the cavalry to attack from the flank as soon as possible. And my cavalry archers will cover you from the other side.

Understood! We Highlanders will never let go of any opportunity to kill a troll. Only a dead troll is a good troll!

In this way, the two quickly reached an agreement and began to issue orders in an orderly manner for their soldiers to take action.

Some of them rode horses around the abandoned village on the other side of the lake, took down the wooden boards of the houses, then nailed them back together and stuffed them with dry straw, and then poured them with various oils extracted from animals and plants.

In less than two hours, one or two hundred such simple fire ships were made.

As for Allen, he led the well-fed horse archers to attack again, constantly harassing the trolls who were cutting trees, mowing grass, and building camps, firmly attracting the enemy's attention.

As long as the troll mobilizes large-scale troops, he will immediately turn around and leave without fighting, taking full advantage of the mobility advantage of the horse archers.

This shameless harassment made the troll warlord furious, but there was nothing he could do.

As for those ordinary troll warriors, their mentality has already collapsed.

Some even ignored the orders and roared directly towards the hedgehogs, who were shot by bows and arrows.

They would rather die in a clean battle than endure the humiliation and endless harassment.

fortunately!

When the sun sets and night falls, these annoying human cavalrymen, who are as annoying as flies and mosquitoes, finally disappear.

Everything seemed to be quiet again.

The demoralized troll warriors gathered in groups around the bonfire, roasting the fish caught from the lake, as well as the wild ducks and wild geese that nested by the lake.

If the first two defeats only made them want to vent their pent-up anger, then now they are deflated, and they begin to resist and hate war from the bottom of their hearts.

Looking at this group of deadwood troll warriors who had lost their fighting spirit, the warlord showed an expression of impatience and anxiety on his face, and quickly asked his adjutant: How far are we from the town you mentioned?

It should be very close! As long as we can successfully attack that town and allow the soldiers to slaughter and plunder human wealth wantonly, I believe morale will be restored soon. The adjutant promised confidently.

Kill!

Rape!

plunder!

It is always the best way to stimulate the subconscious animal nature of soldiers.

In this way, the senior leaders of the Amani trolls kept promising the recruited tribes that they could do whatever they wanted to the speed elves, regardless of men, women, old or young, and they could also plunder the enemy's money, houses and land. .

It was with the help of such cruel methods that the Amani Empire slowly gained the upper hand in thousands of years of struggle.

Right now, they are very close to their goal of capturing Silver Moon City.

The warlord obviously knew this, and the worries in his heart eased slightly. He gently rubbed his eyebrows and sighed: I hope so. But I think that cunning human noble should pay more attention to it. If nothing else, he will It is a powerful enemy that poses a huge threat to us.”

Strong enemy? Just these barbaric and stupid humans? They don't even understand what magic is yet. What's more, we are only mobilizing a part of the Deadwood tribe this time. If the empire goes south with all its strength, it can be defeated in a matter of minutes. The entire human race is wiped from this land. The adjutant's tone was filled with the unique arrogance of the Amani trolls.

Of course, he also has the right to be arrogant.

With the brutal Zul'jin coming to power, the Amani Empire is becoming more powerful than ever.

Even the kingdom of high elves, which possesses powerful magical power, has to shrink its power, not to mention the newly rising humans.

No! You are wrong! Aren't those cavalrymen armed with bows and arrows causing enough damage to us? Just imagine, if this kind of tactics is promoted, with the human population base, it is possible to form an army of dozens of people Thousands of Rangers. By that time, with the few Swift Dragoons we have on hand, it will be impossible to wipe them all out even if we die from exhaustion. But they can run rampant in open terrain through constant attacks and harassment, He even took the initiative to go deep into the forest to destroy...

Before the troll warlord finished speaking, he suddenly felt a slight vibration on the ground.

Followed by a roar like thousands of horses galloping from far to near...