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There is no doubt that for the desperate troll, no matter how easy it is to attack or defend the fortress in front of it, it must bite the bullet.

After witnessing the terrifying tactics of human cavalry in the wild, even the most arrogant Amani trolls did not dare to hope that they could cross the mountains alive and return to the Hinterlands on the other side.

Let alone returning to the Hinterlands, even getting close to the mountains was impossible.

They would be overtaken and killed one by one by the cavalry in the vast grasslands, plains and hilly areas.

So either break the fortress or die on the way to break the fortress. There is no other way to survive.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the war drum made of unknown animal skin was beaten, thousands of trolls with red eyes began to charge towards the moat.

They did not have any siege weapons. They just carried dozens of rough ladders made of logs. Then they jumped down from the moat and held the ladders up to let the following warriors pass quickly.

When enough people rush over, these people will jump up from the water again, hang the barbed ladders on the city wall, and start to climb up with arrows, logs, stones, hot oil, and boiling water. .

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

In less than half an hour after the first attack, two thousand people died under the city wall, and not even one could climb up.

Especially if women and children pick up a large number of pebbles by the river, they can basically smash the pebbles on the troll's face with blood.

The stronger ones even opened the gourd on the spot, and then fell from a height of several meters. Their brains flew out, and they were ghosts only if they were alive.

As for spellcasting professions such as witch doctors, mystics, and priests, they simply did not dare to get close to the city wall to cast their special spells.

the reason is simple!

On top of the towering arrow tower, there stood huge crossbows. The super arrows, which were as thick as human arms, were aimed at the other side of the moat.

If the trolls dare to send any spellcasters to help, these amazingly powerful guys will launch immediately, nailing them to the spot alive.

Therefore, after seeing with his own eyes the all-round defense capabilities of the fortress, the warlord decisively ordered the withdrawal of troops and suspended the meaningless act of committing suicide.

Likewise, this brief trial also completely relieved the residents of the city.

Because they discovered that the man-eating troll that could not be killed in the old man's story was not as terrifying and invincible as expected.

Just the opposite!

They will also be injured and die when hit by rocks and logs, but their self-healing ability is slightly stronger.

If the bone is really broken, it will not grow well even if it takes ten days and a half.

The so-called regeneration is only for skin injuries.

If you cut off the head or stab the heart, even the troll will die on the spot.

Since it can be killed, there is no need to be afraid.

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

When dealing with the latter, they will naturally feel desperate and have the idea of ​​​​escape.

But when dealing with the former type, you will definitely use your best efforts.

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

For agricultural civilization, there is no resource more important than land.

There is no doubt that Allen has done this through this war to eliminate humans' fear of trolls.

After the troll army retreated, Allen took all the nobles who came for support, including Ignaus, back to the lobby of the Lord's Mansion. Pointing to the map hanging in front of everyone, he said: I believe you all know it now. The origin of these trolls. Yes, they are the Deadwood tribe that was expelled from the borders of the empire by His Majesty Thoradin, and they are also one of the larger tribes in the Amani Empire.

That is to say, their large-scale invasion this time is revenge, right? An older-looking old man asked, touching his chin.

That's right! At least from the perspective of those deadwood trolls, this is a naked and unabashed revenge. They want to take back the land where their ancestors have lived for generations, and turn humans back into the lambs they can hunt. Alan replied in the affirmative without thinking.

If we must follow the principle of who comes first, who shall possess it, the trolls are undoubtedly the real masters of Azeroth besides the elemental creatures.

Whether they are humans, dwarves, or gnomes who were born from Titan's creations, or the orcs and ogres who later came through the Dark Portal, they can all be regarded as outsiders.

It's a pity that the trolls themselves have failed to live up to their expectations and have been unable to develop a glorious and powerful civilization for such a long time. Instead, they cling to the primitive and barbaric custom of cannibalism.

Even the various tribes within themselves will regard each other as food and hunt each other to satisfy their twisted and pathological cannibalism.

Therefore, Allen has no sympathy for the trolls at all, and feels that it is only a matter of time that these guys will eventually decline or even die.

Isn't that right? If it is really the Deadwood Tribe, then where have all their old, weak, women and children gone? I remember that when His Majesty the Emperor sent troops to expel these guys, many old, weak, women and children escaped. Another person A nobleman frowned and questioned.

Normally, a troll tribe usually consists of approximately one-third adult warriors, while two-thirds are elderly, women, and children who have not yet grown up.

If the Deadwood Tribe can recruit tens of thousands of warriors, there must be more than twice as many women and children with little fighting power behind them.

Allen smiled and nodded: Yes, this is what I was about to say. According to the reports I sent for reconnaissance before, this coalition of dead wood tribes should have passed through the towering mountains and forests in the north, from Xint They came from Lan. This means that they left the fragile old, weak, women and children in the tribe on the other side of the mountain. By chance, my people discovered that inconspicuous path. At present, these old and weak Women and children were concentrated near the basin in the south of the Hinterlands, with only a handful of troll warriors from the Maltooth tribe guarding there. Just imagine, if we quietly crossed this road to launch a surprise attack at this time, we could capture them all at once How many slaves were taken and how much treasure was plundered?”

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

You must know that trolls are not garbage like jackals that cannot even be exploded with any oil or water after being killed!

They are the first race on the planet to give birth to civilization and develop a unique witchcraft and primitive sacrificial magic system.

In addition, the level of metal smelting is much higher than that of humans. There are countless thorium weapons, mithril equipment, various magic items, and gold and silver jewelry.

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

In addition, as Emperor Thoradin approved the bill for the use of foreign slaves, all nobles who lack labor are extremely eager to capture a large number of troll captives and force them to work in mines or farmland to continuously create wealth for themselves.

Generally speaking, adult troll warriors have a strong resistance mentality, so they often make troubles, causing great safety risks.

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

Seeing the twinkling lights in the eyes of those nobles, Allen knew that his plan was half successful. He immediately waved to Al Barov to come forward and tell all the nobles present the entire extermination of descendants plunder plan.

It's actually very simple to say, just take advantage of information asymmetry. When the trolls in the Hinterlands thought that their army was attacking the city and winning one victory after another, they unexpectedly rushed in. Before the two large tribes of Evil Branch could react, they took all the loot and retreated safely.

It is true that killing requires killing one's heart, and cutting grass requires eradicating the roots.

Since the Deadwood tribe dares to invade human territory, Allen will kill them all, and even cut off their descendants.

All the adult men were killed, and no one was left alive. The women and children were tightly bound with whips and shackles, and either worked all day long in the fields and mines, or went to the west to build Thoradin's Wall, and died of exhaustion.

In short, the entire Deadwood tribe will be completely wiped out, and there will no longer be any trace of its existence.

This plan was so insidious and vicious that even the Highlander leader Ignaus, who hated the trolls so much, couldn't help but shudder, stared at Allen with awe-filled eyes, and whispered: Oh my God! The trolls of the Deadwood Tribe have provoked someone they shouldn't have provoked this time. His Majesty Thoradin is right. Duke Allen is like a real demon when it comes to dealing with his enemies.

what are you saying?

Allen seemed to hear something and immediately turned around and stared at the other person with the same eyes.

Ignaus waved his hands in fear: No! It's nothing! I just want to say good job! To deal with the trolls, we must eliminate all descendants! Otherwise, they will live in nests like rabbits and mice, and then multiply. Everywhere.

Then are you interested in joining us? You must know that a troll slave is worth a lot of money in the empire right now. Their regeneration ability can allow them to undertake more dangerous and heavy physical labor. Allen took the initiative to invite .

Count me in!

After Ignaus thought for a while, he decisively chose to join.

Due to the barren land, the highlanders have always lived in poverty. They mainly rely on mining and selling various warm furs, and exchange food with other human gathering places to survive.

There are such great opportunities to make money now, and you would be a fool not to participate.

What's more, their mines require a large number of slaves for mining.

It would be great if you could enslave your old enemy, the trolls.

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

Allen didn't realize at all that his unintentional move would eventually trigger a violent chain reaction.

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 a place of their sorrows and nightmares.

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At the same time, far away in the makeshift camp outside the fortress, the Deadwood Trolls had not yet realized that they were about to be stolen. They were still using the few tools at hand to cut down trees and build various sieges. instrument,

The previous offensive failure did not make them feel depressed. On the contrary, they all cheered up.

Compared to the cavalry, which flies like the wind, a fortress that is close at hand and will not run away is obviously a perfect target for attack.

And they also knew that as long as they captured the fortress, they would immediately be able to obtain a large amount of food stored inside, especially cured meat, dried fish and eggs, which they urgently needed to replenish.

Compared to the optimism of his men, the warlord seemed worried.

Because he knew that Allen, a difficult opponent, would never let him attack the city comfortably. Instead, he would continue to send those horse archers as annoying as flies to harass him just like a few days ago.

As long as this problem cannot be solved for one day, the troll army will not be able to attack the city with all its strength.

Otherwise, God knows when those extremely fast horse archers will suddenly jump out and fire a volley of poisonous arrows.

In fact, what the Troll Overseer didn't know was that the poisonous arrows of Allen's horse archers had long been used up, which was why no large-scale attack was launched in the following days.

But unfortunately, one year I was bitten by a snake, and ten years I was afraid of well ropes.

Thinking of the heavy losses caused by the two consecutive raids that night, the warlord did not dare to take it lightly. He would rather believe in something than believe in nothing. He had to make sure the arrangements were foolproof before he dared to close his eyes and sleep.

If there is a psychologist here, he will definitely be able to analyze from his behavior that this is completely the result of being psychologically shadowed.

Although he did not admit it with his mouth, the warlord already felt in his heart that he was no match for Allen in terms of command, so he tried his best to avoid making mistakes and prevent opportunities being seized by his opponents.

But what he didn't know was that in the military, the more you have such a mentality, the more likely it is that problems will arise.

When the tame falcon sent the news to Strom 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 with excitement, laughed and announced loudly to his waiting vassals: The opportunity has come! Set off immediately! I want to pick the fruits of victory myself.

Following the emperor's order, the assembled troops marched to the battlefield in mighty force.

As one of the only two dukes in the empire, Arturia walked at the forefront of the team with twelve Knights of the Round Table that she had personally trained, as well as a total of one hundred and fifty fully armed heavy armored cavalry.

The shiny and exquisite mithril armor and the thorium-enchanted weapon in his hand made many nobles drool with envy and jealousy.

These are the elites she managed to support with all the output from her territory. Each one of them is a powerful warrior who can fight one against a hundred.