Chapter 25 Learn from the sample, how to use the charge
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!
This is the eternal truth!
In ancient times, the two giant troll empires ruled the planet Azeroth for such a long time. It is not without reason that there are still many trolls roaming the world and causing trouble even today.
Trolls have a very strong survivability, and what Mai didn’t expect is that they can also play tunnel warfare.
This is a tunnel that does not exist in the game. If you guessed correctly, it should lead from the Zumashal Altar to the foot of the mountain. Maybe it was used by the troll to escape, or maybe it was originally planned to carry out a beheading plan.
Looking at the trolls that kept popping up from the ground like groundhogs, McDonald realized that all the enemies in this world are alive and have brains. No one is like the end of the game.
Just like the boss, he just stays there and waits for you to kill him.
"Fortunately!" McDonald muttered. Under the nervous eyes of the guards, he stood up and pointed from a distance: "Saidan!"
"Okay!" Saidan Dathrohan suddenly pulled out the two-handed sword hanging in the scabbard behind his back.
The Five Silver Saints are all tough men.
Saidan is the burliest among the five. Even though McDonald is 1.8 meters tall, he is not short. In front of Saidan, who is 2.03 meters tall, he is just a little guy. What's more, Saidan is very burly. Looking at him, it is easy to
Reminiscent of the Golden Retriever Lion King.
Saidan raised his arms and shouted: "Protect the Duke! The Third Swordsman Squadron is following me!"
Immediately, a large number of swordsmen, swordsmen, and spearmen followed Saidan and came forward to meet him.
"Leader of mankind...suffer death -" The strongest troll is at least three meters tall. He can stand out among the trolls with an average height of two and a half meters. Tarekin is really easy to recognize. It is even more rare.
Yes, what he actually spoke was not troll language, but human common language.
Coupled with his high IQ in decapitation operations... For the first time since time travel, McDonald felt a strong desire to kill the enemy here - what a joke, leaving such a cancer on his own territory, this
Are you throwing sand into your shoes?
The battle is coming from the front.
The two torrents of green and silver collided passionately. Before the battle, the two sides fired waves at each other to show friendship.
In a hurry, humans were unable to organize a large-scale archer team. They only fired crossbows in the thirty or so sporadically. Although they were killed, more trolls had a few arrows stuck in them, like evil ghosts in hell.
He continued to charge.
The human soldiers who were hit by the spears were not so lucky. Madam Anastari watched helplessly as a soldier was pulled backwards by invisible threads and was nailed to death in front of the general stand.
Standing on a wooden pillar, the man was still alive for a moment, like a frog waiting to be dissected, his limbs twitching and struggling.
What left McDonald speechless was that she still had the strength to speak.
"Don't be afraid, hold on, reinforcements will be here soon!"
Theoretically, these are words of encouragement, but when paired with your vibrato that comes with a mix, the flavor changes!
Sure enough, shouts of killing soon came from the direction of the two camps in front. The soldiers of the Scarlet Cross Legion were not unobservant. When they saw that the main camp was attacked by tunnel warfare, they rushed over immediately, but unfortunately they were blocked by the blocking troops.
At the same time, on the mountain road, Mograine led a large army back like crazy. In order to rush for time, he did not take the triangular passage.
"Hurry up, hurry up! Hurry up! If something happens to the Duke of Stratholme, we will lose even if we kill a million trolls!" But after taking a few steps, a dozen projectiles suddenly shot out from the area on the cliff that had been cleaned yesterday.
spear.
The movement of the team immediately stopped.
"Asshole!" Mograine was almost mad.
McDonald in the main camp below can only hope that Saidan can beat Talykin in seconds.
Hey, hey! Boss Saidan, you are the Five Silver Saints! There is no reason why you can't defeat a mere elite monster, right?
Impossible!?
In the front, the soldiers guarding the camp were obviously unable to bear it.
A knight who looked familiar to Macdonken but could not name him shouted and slashed at Tarekin's shoulder with his sword. The cross sword was blocked by Tarekin's bone armor made from the thigh bones of his dead troll companions.
Already.
These bones, which exude an ominous, evil and bloody aura, are tied to Tarekin's body by some kind of tendons, forming something similar to magic armor, which greatly strengthens Tarekin's defense.
The price for a missed blow was a backhand ax from Talykin.
The knight wearing a mithril helmet flew half of his head into the sky, shocking the surrounding soldiers.
Just when there was no way to stop him, Saidan arrived.
The blade is like ice, and the cold light shines.
He raised the sword high, and then loudly announced: "Holy light shines." Along with his words, it seemed as if a brilliant flame was ignited in the deep starry sky, and dots of golden holy light attached to the blade of the sword.
Saidan raised his sword and struck hard, and then succeeded with one strike.
It can be clearly seen that Talykin's entire left arm and shoulder were cut off by the sword like butter.
"Oh oh oh -" the surrounding human soldiers shouted excitedly.
But halfway through the shouting, the cheers suddenly stopped.
Tarekin is definitely a 'Wolffire' who is three points better than the ruthless man. He was aware of the gap in strength between them from the beginning and did not bet on defeating Saidan at all.
At the cost of breaking his arm, he stepped aside and kicked Saidan hard on his left lower back.
Of course, this could not cause any real damage, but it was enough to make Saidan stagger back three steps towards the camp gate, and was immediately entangled by other troll warriors.
After Saidan realized the opponent's purpose, he shouted: "Shoot him to death!"
shoot!?
Can such a monster be shot to death with ordinary arrows?
The bow strings vibrated, and Tareijin ate twenty or thirty arrows densely, but how many of them actually broke through the bone armor?
It’s not a big deal!
The blood-soaked roar looked like a demon from hell.
"Protect Your Excellency the Duke!" 'Lafayette' Tirion Fordring couldn't help it. His whole body was covered with golden light, and he held a war hammer in his hand and rushed forward.
Tareikin's fierce and expressive eyes were locked on someone on the general stage from beginning to end. At the same time, his eyes glanced at Lafayette with a sly look: "Warhammer..."
He suddenly used the hook of his ax to hook a large tent next to him. This was a tent specially made for officers under someone's order. The outside was made of cowhide and was also coated with lime to prevent fire.
He shouted violently, and his green arm exploded with a force beyond human imagination, and actually smashed the tent, which was larger than a regular football goal, onto Tirion.
"asshole--"
If Lafayette had changed his profession, he would have at least five or six ways to tear apart this damn tent. But at this moment, he was still a priest at heart. He just had time to pull out his sword before he was entangled in the big tent.
At this moment, between McDonald and Talykin, there was no longer a significant guard.
The swordsmen bravely rushed forward, but they were all nailed to death by the spears thrown by the troll shadow hunters, and flew back one by one.
Chaos everywhere!
The baroness fainted with fright.
"Duke, run!" the mayor of the tool man shouted in a panic.
A group of guards hurriedly pulled at McDonald, trying to drag him away.
Looking at the figure as tall as a hill, and feeling the shock of the troll's big feet with only two big toes stepping on the ground, McDonald felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.
He knew that he couldn't run, at least not within these ten seconds.
If something is not done, he will die.
The [Charge] skill that was almost rotten in someone's heart finally came into use.
[Charge] can be launched against any neutral or hostile target, so in the game you can see that warrior players often charge against a cockroach on the ground in order to hurry.
McDonald followed suit, and the target he aimed at was a pig in a pigsty 110 yards to the right.
Just when I pressed the [Charge] button in my mind, the system suddenly prompted: [Warning! Warning! (War God Charge) can only be used against the most powerful enemy. The most powerful enemy within 120 yards of the host is...
Troll Tarejin...charges!]
The guard next to him didn't react at all, he just felt a flash of silver light on his hand and he was bounced away.
His own Duke turned into a gorgeous silver stream of light and slammed into the most terrifying green devil!
