Sark wanted to yell, but he didn't have much strength anymore. His body was gradually becoming weak and it seemed that he would collapse at any time.
A somewhat familiar smell appeared, and Sac didn't think of it for a while, but when it heard the sound of water dripping and looked towards the ground, it understood what it was.
It was blood flowing down, dripping down his body. He had walked all the way, and the blood along the way had left a mark on the city wall, like a stream, and it was the source of the stream.
Maybe it would have been dead if it had been another creature. However, because of the troll's powerful body recovery ability, it was unable to kill the opponent immediately with such a fountain-like bleeding state.
However, even so, it has become increasingly weak due to heavy bleeding and the need to recover from wounds.
But its wound was desperately trying to recover, but it couldn't do it at all, as if it was completely necrotic.
There is a slender arrow stuck in its chest, which is two meters long. However, it is not a crossbow arrow, but a normal bow arrow, far from being as thick as a crossbow arrow.
But an arrow of this length penetrated its entire body without any damage.
The arrow was extremely sharp, like a terrifying awl, tearing apart the body of the troll Sark, and then firmly fixed in the middle.
Especially this arrow also has a blood groove. Even if the blood wants to be retained in the troll's body, there is no way to do so. The blood grooves are divided into four sides, and in the four directions of the arrow, the troll can All the blood in the body gathered there.
There were some simple magic patterns on that arrow, but the effect was very obvious. The magic patterns completely prevented the wound from healing and attracted the blood to flow.
Although it was very simple, it forcibly fixed the body of the troll Sark, and it was still tearing apart the troll's body, and the wounds were getting worse.
Its physical strength is constantly being consumed, and its body is desperately resisting. It wants to move again, but it can no longer move its legs.
It was as if it were filled with lead and was firmly fixed on the ground. If its body had not become a little stiff and numb, it would have fallen to its knees long ago.
Its eyes began to become a little blurry, but after shaking its head forcefully, it regained consciousness for a brief period and understood one thing.
He was attacked. As for who it was, he had no idea for a moment that it was his incompetent brother or sister who arranged for a killer to assassinate him. He succeeded in doing so even when there were so many people around him. , it just makes it feel incredible.
This arrow doesn't seem to be a creation of the troll clan. Maybe some bastard got it from someone who doesn't know what race he is. He is really willing to spend a lot of money. This thing is not cheap at first glance, and it is definitely a rare item. It can It may be their skill to get one.
But which bastard did it, or which group of bastards did it, is really beyond the imagination of its already extremely groggy brain.
I don't know if his father will be angry. Although they allow fighting, such a gloomy way is not allowed by his father, because if it is to obtain its position as city lord through assassination, then it has long been unknown. How many descendants have died.
Although his father was ruthless enough, he absolutely did not want to annihilate his descendants.
In a head-on fight, if someone kills the other person, my father will not say a word, he will only praise and give affirmation.
It didn't know if it was going to die, but its eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if it was about to fall asleep at any time.
It has never been like this before. The feeling of embarrassment has invaded the whole body, but the stiff body just can't fall down. If I want to move, I don't have enough strength at all. I just want to be fixed by something. Own.
He looked at the arrow on his chest again with his eyes. Could it be this thing? It seemed to feel that its soul was being eroded.
It seems that he is really not far from death. Unfortunately, he did not die on the battlefield, but died in an assassination. But it is already a bit unbearable. After all, he is still a soldier. If he died in the battle, On the battlefield is its greatest glory.
However, its wish was unexpectedly fulfilled, but it did not feel any happiness at all. Instead, it felt very scared, because it knew a very terrible truth, and its heavy eyelids were about to close completely. when I saw something.
It was an elf standing on the city wall, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, looking at him with a half-smile. It felt like his target was successfully hunted, but he didn't seem to be really let go by the other party. In his eyes, it was just that he had to take action because he received certain tasks.
Then more arrows rushed out from behind the opponent, that is, outside the city wall, as numerous as raindrops, but they were not dense, but scattered on all the trolls on the city wall.
The accuracy of those arrow attacks was very high. Almost every arrow penetrated the troll's head with great accuracy. Their lives passed instantly. Even the troll's head was severely penetrated. There was no possibility of survival. The corpses of those trolls fell to the ground one step earlier than his own.
A large number of troll warriors fell, and before its eyes truly closed, it saw countless hooks hanging on the city wall, and then tall and strong barbarian warriors climbed up one by one, densely packed like groups. In less than a few minutes, the ants had completely occupied the empty area on the city wall that had been cleared by those arrows. They used the dead trolls as stepping stones to attack the living trolls around them.
It knew it was over. This was the enemy of the trolls, that is, the human army had appeared. They really came to attack the troll city, and the first target they chose to attack was actually itself. It was so precise. .
Maybe it was because he was too public in the past and was discovered by humans, so he took action against himself.
Unfortunately, all these thoughts are no longer important, because his eyelids have completely fallen, and he has completely fallen into darkness, his consciousness has disappeared, his head has dropped, and his breathing has stopped.
Sark, the eldest son of the troll city lord of this city, died in battle before he actually saw the enemy.
Fulfilling his wish, as a soldier, dying on the battlefield, and on the battlefield surrounding his own city, is a very honorable thing.
It's a pity that it didn't actually fight the enemy, but it has already become the first batch to fall, or even the first one to be killed. It may have some commemorative significance, but it is just a little bit. It is regarded as the first one. He is remembered for the troll he killed. As for whether he is the eldest son of the troll city lord, or the most promising heir to inherit the throne of the city lord, who would care. Perhaps this information will be unearthed later, and people will know it. I was slightly surprised at my good luck.
As the only standing corpse on the city wall, it was very unique, but unfortunately it could not stop any human army.
Seeing such a tall corpse, many barbarians walked around it. Although the corpse was very far forward, it did not block the direction of the barbarians' advance, so no one was willing to waste time on it.
Sark witnessed the beginning of the destruction of his city and became the last memory of its life.
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At this time, Fenghuo had followed the path opened by the barbarian warriors, climbed up the wall of the troll city, and looked down at the entire troll city. Behind him were countless warriors, who had already attacked the troll city wall like a tide. Dozens of kilometers of troll walls were quickly cleared of these troll warriors.
It is particularly difficult for ordinary troll warriors to resist the legion led by Feng Huo. After all, here is the legion that he has dispersed and trained for nearly half a year. He has experienced countless fights and has seen how much he has seen. His blood has made him as powerful as he is today.
At this time, the elven archers had already established a firm footing on the city wall cleared by the barbarian warriors, staring down. Their vision was so good, even at night, at such a long distance,
You can also easily see the mobilizing troll armies below.
Arrows are like trebuchets, with both range and power, but the accuracy is not comparable to the stones thrown by trebuchets.
At this time, several of Feng Huo's future daughters-in-law had also arrived on the city wall. After receiving a few orders from Feng Huo, they immediately led their own legions and wreaked havoc on the troll city below.
It's just that only the female knight is a little depressed. After all, she leads a cavalry regiment. It is not impossible to climb the city wall, but they can only abandon their mounts, and the cavalry who have lost their mounts are still not weak in combat effectiveness. , but it is like a tiger that has lost its claws, its strength is still the same, but its lethality is greatly reduced.
The female knight immediately led others to urge the soldiers below to open the city gate quickly so that her cavalry regiment could come in. Otherwise, the cavalry regiment that was already blocked outside the city gate could only imagine through the city wall. If the comrades inside fight, they will definitely be tortured to death.
On the way down to the city wall, the female knight was thinking about whether she should equip her cavalry regiment with some mounts suitable for climbing mountains or even walls, such as spiders or monitor lizards, which have speed and durability. It may be slightly worse, but the flexibility and impact are still very good in certain special environments.
For example, now, if they have these mounts, they will not only be suitable for field legions, but can also be adapted to siege cities. Even cities like now will not be let go, nor will they be like As before, when seeing a huge troll city, the only option was to find a way to lure them out of the city and then annihilate them all.
She thought of doing it. After this battle, she would contact Feng Zhan's territory and ask them to collect some mounts suitable for climbing to form a new cavalry regiment. If necessary, they cavalry would also Directly launch a critical battle against the city.
After the girls separated, they each led their own legions to fight.
They had their own goals. Before attacking the city, the future father-in-law had already arranged the combat mission. After arriving at the city wall, they had a brief meeting again. After modifying part of the combat plan based on the situation at the time, they launched directly A general attack.
The first target of the attack was the Elf Princess's younger brother who personally shot an arrow through the chest of the troll city lord's eldest son, Sark.
Of course, they were not sure that it was a troll with such a high status. They just looked at the opponent's influence on the city wall and concluded that it was the first target that needed to be beheaded at this time. The death was somewhat unclear.
