Chapter 157 Internal strife

The timing of the Delluk set fire was very accurate. When the fire spread, it just enveloped the fastest vanguard troops of the Stone Fist and Dead Wood Alliance. The large troops who stopped in time and had enough brains were nothing to do. The whistling southwest wind pushed the direction of the fire to the northeast where the tribe fled. The large troops were not at all dangerous, but they did not dare to rush over the fire to pursue it. They could only stay where they were helpless, praying that all the tribes that escaped were buried in the sea of ​​fire.

Goodyin was among a group of fat ogres, looking at the fire in front of him, and then looked at the information coming from Nicea in his hand, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly~

There were many accidents... Last night, the tribes that were bound to die had suffered heavy losses but still escaped. Now the tribes that were planned to be annihilated have also escaped with their determination to burn their boats. Will they be buried in the fire? Just thinking about it, if there is no way to escape from the predicament, they will not set fire. With the tribe style, they will definitely turn around and fight the enemy to the death!

However, they will definitely suffer heavy losses, otherwise they will not delay until now when they are almost unable to hold on.

No matter what the fate of these escaped tribes are, Goode has no time to pay attention to it now. The plan is to continue...

Retracting his thoughts, he ordered a Stone Fist Lord (that is, a small team leader~~) beside him: "Go and find Ocalal and Cocklesh!"

The Lord of Stone Fist, who was called, shook the hammer in his hand impatiently, stared at Goode unfriendly as if he was looking at food for a moment, and finally took the order helplessly~~ Obviously, the orders of the leaders finally defeated his appetite, making him dare not attack the stock...

After a while, Okalar, who was covered in blood and the two-headed ogre magician Cocklesh, who was not injured at all, came to Good and waited for his orders.

"What's the situation?" Goode asked in a routine formula.

"Very good!" The mage Cocklesh, who had a clear brain, immediately replied excitedly: "We got food for several months, and the children did not lose many people. And the trolls who often competed for trophy with us also died!"

When Goode heard that he had received food for several months, his face turned blue and his throat squirmed, and he almost vomited it out~~ Isn't the ogre's food the human soldiers who died in battle?

He barely suppressed the vomiting feeling, calmed down and asked, "Where is Wocock? Where has he been?"

Hearing the name of another companion, Okalar flattered: "You are so awesome! If you hadn't asked him to take his children out of Bodgor, he would have been killed by the damn alliance now."

Goode was speechless. God knew where these ogres learned to flatter, and even used respectful words. He asked angrily: "I'm asking you where he is now?"

Seeing that Goode was about to get angry, Cocklesh quickly replied: "He has followed your instructions and has taken the children outside the Kumu Village and can attack at any time!"

"Very good," Good nodded, and then said, "You send someone to call these slaughter Nimaer over, and say you have something to discuss. When he comes, you can seize the opportunity to launch a surprise attack and kill him at the same time, and then launch an attack while the trolls lose their chiefs and annihilate them all here!"

Good then ordered: "Also, let Wocock launch an attack! Kill all the trolls in Kumu Village for me!"

Cocklesh took the order and asked the Stone Fist Lord to continue running errands, to call the Slaughter Nimaer over, and then went to the Kurt Village to inform another ogre leader, Wocock, before leaving the team.

Immediately, Goode arranged some elite ogres, and whispered to Cocklesh and Okalar for a while. After preparing for a sneak attack, he retreated to the middle of another group of ogres and disappeared, leaving Cocklesh and Okalar waiting for Nimaar to come and die.

After waiting for a while, Nimaal came here with a team of troll hunters and two troll witch doctors. Seeing that Cocklesh and Okalar were already waiting for him, they also walked towards them.

The sneak attack that I thought was foolproof actually made the damn tribes escape, and a group of his subordinates were also caught in the sea of ​​fire. At this time, Nimaer was in an extremely bad mood and did not notice that something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.

Before he could get close, Cocklesh in front suddenly pointed behind him and shouted in horror, "Be careful!!"

Nimael was shocked. Just as Cocklesh screamed in surprise, several sounds of breaking through the air suddenly came from behind him. Before he could think about it, he quickly held the spear in his hand and waved it behind him. At the same time, his body also fell to Cocklesh and others.

But when he swung his spear and saw clearly what was happening behind him, he suddenly felt as if he was dead. The attackers were no one else. The Lords of the Stone Fist who had just split the left and right had launched an attack on the troll hunters and witch doctors he brought. Unprepared, the trolls caught off guard fell down in an instant.

It's over!

As soon as this thought flashed into his mind, a rapid sound of breaking through the air came from behind him. As he used too much force and his unstable body, he pierced his back without any obstacles. Through his chest, he finally saw clearly what was attacking him~~

The chain trident in Okalar's hand and his unique skill - piercing and drag!

After understanding who was attacking, he also knew what Okalar's next move would be. Punching and dragging, of course, it would be dragging after puncture!

After so many years of dealings, he certainly understood what it means to be dragged over. With the troll's regeneration ability, he is now at most seriously injured. As long as he can escape this attack, he will recover soon.

Under the stimulation of survival instinct, Nimaer immediately stimulated his strongest power regardless of his injuries, inciting the shadow energy in his body to break free from the constraints of the forced trident.

However, just as he was about to use the Shadow Hunter skill, a cold current suddenly attacked his body, and his body stiffened. The shadow energy that had just condensed suddenly dissipated in the air...

Silence effect...Cocresh's magic, Trellion ice touch!

Then, Okalar tugged the chain hard, pulled Nimaer upside down, and threw it heavily under his feet. In his desperate eyes, he raised his fat right foot and stepped on his head~~

trample!

Without any suspense, the sneak attack carefully planned by Goode is still very powerful in the hands of the stupid ogre. As the dead wood troll, the eighth-level shadow ranger, who was the supreme leader of Arax, was killed on the spot without any ability to resist under the combination of the two ogre leaders!

With Nimaer's death in battle, the dead wood trolls with headless dragons could not resist the sudden betrayal of the ogres. They were instantly scattered formations and strangled by the ogres one by one. Although one or two small leaders could gather some people to form a defense, after Goode threw the feather ornaments on Nimaer's head and unrecognizable head, all the trolls instantly lost their hearts to resist and fled in scattered...

In the pursuit of the tribe just now, the ogres were large and unfavorable to run, and were left behind by the agile trolls. Therefore, most ogres were concentrated in the southwest, while the trolls were all concentrated in the northwest. As a result, the trolls were all shrouded in Delluck! When the ogres launched a sneak attack, the trolls caught off guard had no place to hide. There was a fire in front of them, and it was a dead end when they rushed in! The ogres were roaring and chasing, and for a while, the trolls were blocked in the middle and could not move forward or retreat. In addition, they lost their leader and had no effective command. In just a quarter of an hour, thousands of dead wood warriors were corpsed across the high ground. A few who could escape by chance could no longer pose any threat~~

Moreover, this time, due to the instigation of the ogres, he boasted about the combat effectiveness of the Ninth Legion, which made Nimaer feel that the dead wood troll could not stop their attack at all. Therefore, he took advantage of the alliance tribe to fight to cooperate with the ogres to launch this sneak attack. There were not many people left in the Kumu Village in the old nest in the rear. These were still plotted by the sinister foxes, allowing the ogres who retreated from Bodgor to sneak attack...

It can be said that after this battle, there is no longer a foothold for the dead wood trolls on the high ground!

Just now, Delluck suddenly set fire to block the pursuers and fled quickly, temporarily getting rid of the danger. Narel, who had been cooperating with them to resist the attack, was idle, greeted the friendly shamans and watched the trolls struggling in the sea of ​​fire with bad thoughts, screaming. Sometimes he was unhappy and flew down and sprayed them on two mouths, adding to the power of the fire.

It was just having fun, and I saw that the trolls that had not entered the sea of ​​fire below, and the neat trolls were in chaos again... After a moment, the ogres burst out with powerful combat power and surrounded the trolls and strangled them to death.

The situation in front of him made Narel stunned for a long time, and then think about the farces that have appeared one after another since his shouting in the battlefield today~~ Its mind is now full of muddy

First, the alliance was in chaos, and then he completely disintegrated with fire. A small group of people were separated from it to block the pursuers. Then the tribe that was originally attacking together and the stone boxing coalition suddenly had internal conflicts. The trolls and ogres gave up the alliance to attack the tribe with all their strength. The tribes retreated one after another, and finally fled. Then the ogres fought again, surrounding the trolls and strangled them crazy... And last night, Xie Feng and the others almost started fighting...

Is there an internal strife this year?

After struggling for a while, Narel gave up his plan to understand the reason. Anyway, he didn't care about his own affairs, so he would take advantage of the fun and fun to play for a while before talking about it!

Thinking of this, he roared happily, flew down to the trolls surrounded by dragon breath, and then squirted several times one after another, and in an instant, he started a fire, burning the trolls who had nowhere to escape to the ghosts and howls~

When the ogres below saw that Narel came to make trouble again, they were alert, but seeing that it was attacking the trolls, they were all conscious and did not attack it, and they watched where it was doing it.

By the way, Narell can cause a huge reaction by spraying a few times in the past two days. Now he is more and more fond of arsonist's promising job...

After squirting a few sips with great comfort, Narel flew to the direction where Xie Feng and others were satisfied~

But not long after it flew out, it suddenly felt something was wrong. It was consistent with the direction of the fire spreading and the direction of the tribe's retreat. They were likely to be burned too~~I thought of turning again and flying to the northeast.

Since no one controls it and there are grass nearby, the fire's unimpeded downwind swept to the northeast. By the time Narel found the tribe soldiers, they were already blocked by the fire at the foot of the mountain wall connecting New Terland in the north.
Chapter completed!