A qualified soldier can run a distance of one hundred yards in only seven seconds with all equipment and weight. For the knights, the elite of human combat units and the soldiers of soldiers, five seconds is more than enough.
"Holy Light, Knights Charge!" Carlos roared, taking the lead in rushing towards the sentry post. (The author habitually typed "forthelichking", but later found out that it was wrong. I thought it was a big mistake and deleted it as soon as possible.
"Hey, your knights are not kind!" Biglas rushed to the guard fence, only to find that several other groups of knights had just launched a charge, and couldn't help but complain.
Fortunately, there were eight people in Carlos' group, and there were only three trolls that could be observed in the sentry. Carlos' group did not have the funny situation of charging too fast and being surrounded.
The rich smell of blood filled the entire sentry. At the bonfire in the center of the camp, the troll wizard threw some powder into the flames, and the orange-red flames began to turn green. Even though he was surrounded by humans, the troll wizard did not stop what he was doing. Two trolls walked out of the tent where the sentry guards slept.
A bunch of heads of human soldiers were hung around the neck of a troll. Thick hemp ropes passed through the two eye sockets. The bloody heads were paired with a weird and panic expression, which made people's scalp numb. A string of human soldiers fell off accidentally. The brain tissue directly caused the accompanying priest to vomit. Another troll had three white human thighs hanging from his waist, and was holding a half-eaten human arm in his hand.
Soon, the Knights completed the siege and reconnaissance of the sentry.
"Lord Knight, there are no survivors. The only enemies are these three trolls." The knight who reported to Carlos had bloodshot eyes, the muscles on his face were stiff, and the veins were stretched. He was obviously extremely angry, but his tone was Extraordinarily bland.
"Calm down, guys, there is a troll wizard opposite, don't let anger interfere with your judgment." Biglas saw many small human villages that were attacked by trolls in the Arathi Highlands, and his reaction was not as intense as others. , give a calm reminder.
Except for the wizard, the remaining two trolls were obviously in a panic. They did not expect that there were enemies outside the sentry.
(Stop casting spells, otherwise random arrows will shoot you to death. The troll language learned from Dufang. Vicious Fang comes in handy.
(Invaders, death cannot threaten the followers of the Poison Lord, Shadra will devour you! The wizard turned his head to threaten, and the humans who could speak Troll language attracted its attention.
"Damn it, surround them temporarily and look for bows and arrows and crossbows. I'm afraid these things will play poison explosion before they die. We need long-range weapons." After quickly explaining to his men, Carlos continued to argue with the troll wizard.
(Killing my soldiers, are the Deadwood Clan preparing for an all-out war with humans? Carlos sternly accused.
(The war never ends, get out of the forest and survive, Shadra's prey. The troll wizard is not a good diplomat, and his seemingly threatening words reveal his inner weakness.
Despite the anger of humans and the horror of trolls, except for the two guys in the conversation, there was only the crackling sound of burning wood in the entire sentry. Everyone heard the shouts of death coming from the distance.
(You hear me, there is no need to delay, the reinforcements you are waiting for will never come. Carlos put the tip of the sword on the ground like a pretense, and folded his hands to hold the bottom of the sword hilt.
(Death cannot threaten... The troll wizard was interrupted before he finished speaking.
(Let’s duel, one-on-one, you can get two more kills before you die to get your money back. Carlos suggested.
(Stupid and arrogant human, you will pay the price for your frivolity. The troll wizard finally stopped casting spells, or the spell was completed.
"I suggested a one-on-one duel to stabilize the opponent. Everyone behaved well. Don't look around, just stare at them. Use your peripheral vision to observe the troll wizard. Do you see those skulls around his waist? That's it. Cover those with your sleeves. As long as its hand moves away, shoot it to death." Carlos finished arranging the tactics as if nothing had happened and nodded to Biglas, "Uncle, it's up to you."
Biglas took off his visor and threw it to his son, then took out Tokaral and took two steps forward to fight.
The legendary sword Tokarar sensed the presence of trolls around it, and the sword began to emit a faint orange light. The blade naturally vibrated and emitted a crisp sword cry, conveying a clear will: the trolls must die!
(This voice? It’s the magic sword! That human is the son of a bitch from the Trollbane family! After the troll wizard finished speaking, the two troll warriors who were still timid at first became as excited as if they had been given blood.
"Uncle, you seem to be very famous among the trolls." Carlos understood the troll's words and couldn't help but tease Biglas.
"Tokaral means troll slayer. Over the past hundreds of years, there have been no less than five figures of trolls killed by the sword." Biglas, who was responsible for the recent visit, seemed to be a different person, giving people a glance. To feel like "Ah, what a good man!" (If you don’t understand, you can ask Abe Takawa by yourself.
The first troll to fight uses two skinning knives, one forehand and one for backhand. Youdao is one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous. The troll warrior has heard the horror story of "Troll Killer Tokaral" since he was a child, and understands the power of the sword. What it is waiting for is an opportunity to exchange life for life. .
Then Biglas put on the visor he had retrieved from his son Danas, rushed forward and forced the troll to the ground with four moves, and cut the troll in half with one powerful slash.
The second troll warrior to fight took off the human thighs from his waist and threw them into the fire. The smell of meat mixed with the smell of burnt meat successfully angered all the humans present. He pulled out his short spear, walked to the tent and picked up a shield. After fixing the shield, he tapped the shield twice with the short spear to signal that he was ready.
Bigras took off his visor for the second time and handed it to his son. Although the helmet can play a very good protective role, in a one-on-one competition, it affects the field of vision too much. For a fighting master, a blind spot in the field of vision may be defeated by continuous attacks, so the movie It is true that helmets are generally not worn in one-on-one fights.
(The author had a deep experience when he was a soldier. Even if a riot helmet made of polymer plastic is only a little over three pounds, it would be extremely uncomfortable to wear it for two hours. Not to mention that during strenuous exercise, the head will emit a lot of heat that cannot be dissipated, and the eyeballs will I have a feeling of swelling. I have also worn a kind of full-body protective clothing with fixed shoulders and no load-bearing on the head, the kind worn when burying landmines and discharging bombs. The head is a little more comfortable, but there is always a feeling that the two arms cannot be separated. a feeling of.
The fierce exchange made both sides begin to gasp for air to adjust their breathing. Biglas, who is wearing heavy armor, dares to attack without fear. He only needs to guard the weak connections between his head and the armor, but this consumes a lot of physical strength. Although the troll holding a shield and spear is on the defensive during the battle and has already been Several holes have been made, but the racial talents of trolls determine that they are far more suitable for protracted warfare than humans.
Once the shield was blocked, the troll warrior heard the sound of broken iron boards in despair. Falling to the ground in a familiar way, with a different way of death, Biglas cruelly cut off the troll's limbs, and finally removed its head.
Amid the cheers of his human companions, Biglas pointed his sword at the troll wizard.
(Ignorant humans, don’t you know that every deadwood troll is an excellent warrior? After the troll wizard said words that only Carlos could understand, he actually took out two fists from nowhere on his body and twisted them. Tomoe's combination forms a double-headed sword.
"Uncle, are you okay? It seems difficult." Carlos asked.
"How can a man say he is not good?" Biglas said breathlessly. He was facing two enemies who risked their lives one-on-one, which still made this forty-year-old man feel exhausted. (On the battlefield, morale and teammates are the key to hand-to-hand combat, but in duels, skills and physical fitness are more important. Audience gentlemen should not simply think that anyone can achieve the achievement of killing a hundred people on the battlefield, and they will be exhausted after fighting anything. . The difference is that with the support of teammates, a mature warrior has time to recover physically on the battlefield, but in a duel, the spirit is highly tense, and the competition is who has the deeper foundation.
"Uncle, find an opportunity later to make it turn its back to me." Carlos took off the water bag and handed it to Biglas.
"This is dishonorable." Biglas took a small sip and poured the rest on his face.
"Look at those twenty heads." Carlos didn't say much, took the water bag and stepped back to watch the battle.
The script was as written by Carlos. Biglas was parrying left and right under the fierce attack of the double-headed sword, and finally found an opportunity to compete with the troll wizard. Just when Biglas was exhausted and knelt down on one knee, Carlos completed the sprint with the sword of Bonigto. The Temperator, and killed the troll wizard with a volley.
"Pay attention to those weird things in bottles and jars. Don't get them out. Collect the remains and clean the battlefield. Priest, come and treat Sir Biglas." After Carlos finished the arrangement, he walked to the bonfire and placed Bonigato .The tempered sword plunges into the fire.
Although Carlos has not systematically learned spell casting, he is still very sensitive to spells as he is born with magic power, and has learned the basics of magic very well. From the unique smell of moonlight grass and fluorite powder, he can judge the magic spell cast by the troll wizard. It's a communication voodoo spell, and the medium is this bonfire.
The fire-absorbing property of the Sword of Bonigoto Tempered can interfere with the operation of the spell. Before the spell completely failed, Carlos wiped his neck on the peeper.
