Chapter 217 Ambush Battle
"Ah~ It feels so good!" Waves of warm heat flowed like a stream towards Roland's limbs and torso, and the gentle holy war energy quietly healed and restored Roland's internal injuries.
"Oh~ Paladins are so convenient. Can this save a lot of medical expenses?" Ori was excited when he saw Roland's hands glowing white. After all, in the past, dwarves would just fight on their own when they were sick, and they would bandage them firmly when they were injured. , and then find a few doctors to see if there is such treatment as a priest. Roland's current situation is no different from that of having a priest. This makes the dwarf who lacks the talent of a spellcaster very excited to see.
"Fortunately, His Highness is a Paladin, otherwise this expedition would really have to go back home." Kaslow said silently in his heart after looking at each other with Ormsk. Although the commission was extremely generous, compared with the safety of his king, The king is more important. If Roland's injury continues to worsen, Kaslo will take him back and end the expedition. As for being poor, just be poor. Slowly development will always get better.
"Lord Ormsk, something is very wrong here..." the ranger who reported back frowned and said in confusion.
"What happened?" Ormsk was already very nervous now. Roland's injury made him blame himself extremely, so now his nerves were tense to the extreme, and he had to eliminate even the smallest danger.
"That's right, we always feel like someone or something is following us! This is not just my feeling, all of us Lordaeron rangers feel this way around us, but we tried to go out and look for it, but to no avail..." Luo Danlun Ranger's eyes were full of confusion and confusion.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! It seems that these bastards are targeting us!" Kasluo immediately realized that this troll tribe should be targeting them!
That's right, in addition to their superb projection ability, the troll's tracking ability is also superb. They can even hang from a target ten kilometers away and track it for thousands of miles.
"You mean those trolls are going to cause trouble for us?" Although Ormsk does not have the memory of the Dragon Knight inheritance, he is still knowledgeable and has probably analyzed the current situation.
"Well, they should be looking for an opportunity to ambush us on a large scale. What we will face next is no longer a small-scale harassment. A larger-scale attack will come soon!" Kaslo frowned.
"We, the Rangers of Lordaeron, are not enough to bear the peripheral security and defense of the entire team!" Seeing that the eyes of several people were turning to him, the captain of the Rangers of Lordaeron immediately waved his hand and refused, joking! Now this kind of peripheral security work has exhausted all the rangers, not to mention the larger-scale attacks to be dealt with below.
"Yeah! It's true that we are extremely passive now...the team is too long! And dwarves rarely have long-range attack capabilities!" Roland glanced at Balin who looked embarrassed and whispered.
As we all know, the dwarves don't have many archers. How can the dwarves, who mainly rely on various crossbows for long-range attacks, move large crossbows here? They don't have space to store devices.
"Let's find an opportunity to let our people camp in a suitable place to ambush them! We have to hurt these trolls before they give up coveting us!" Ormsk's method is always so simple and crude.
"There is a good mound not far ahead. It is vast enough to deploy our troops. We only need to cut down the trees on it, and even the building materials for the camp are readily available!" Of course the Lordaeron rangers responsible for the reconnaissance Know where there is a qualified place nearby.
"The sun is going down soon! The trolls may attack at night, we have to speed up!" Bahrain said worriedly.
"Yeah! Speed up! March quickly!" Roland nodded.
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"Bang, bang, bang!" The powerful dwarves waved their muscular arms. The sharp dwarf battle axes became the best logging tools at this moment. The ax blades with fighting spirit could easily sink into most of the tree trunks. In just a few strokes, a tree as thick as a man was cut down to the ground.
"Speed up, children! We may be attacked after nightfall! I don't want the trolls to approach us easily! Speed up! Children of Turin!" Balin personally carried the battle ax and started slashing. This move was obviously encouraging. The dwarves, the dwarves all raised their stubby arms and swung their axes. For some reason, Roland's heart sounded like eighty, eighty, eighty...
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"Are you sure? Are the trolls really coming back to attack?" It was obvious that Roland did not have the keen sense of battlefield like Kaslo and others, and he was still taking chances.
"Your Highness, another characteristic of trolls is to hold grudges! They are also a branch of the intelligent species! They have their own civilization. Will you take revenge after the orcs come to our territory and burn and kill them?" Ormsk shrugged, a little helpless at Roland's naivety. The troll must have come to have a chance. As for who is the final winner, it depends on the right time, place and people.
"Okay, now the command will be handed over to you. I will not interfere in your decision-making. After all, you are experts in this area!" Roland immediately delegated military power. Although he may not be a qualified general, he must be a qualified general. King, he learned an important skill at Blue Star - don't compare your hobbies with other people's majors, let alone compete with your subordinates for professional jobs!
For details, please refer to the bald principal who has an advantage of 800,000 to 600,000. Then you will know how many people can be killed by remote control and amateur skills.
"I will live up to His Highness' trust!" The two knights beat their chests and performed a standard knightly salute.
After receiving the camping materials from Roland, facing the envious eyes of the dwarves, the Lagrand soldiers quickly built a simple military camp and set up military tents one after another. Roland's tents were also mixed in. Don't be fooled. The handsome man in the TV series deceived me! In a real war, the coach's residence must be as low-key as possible. Don't underestimate the wisdom of the ancients. Even animals understand the principle of catching the thief first! That kind of tall and luxurious handsome tent is at most a meeting hall. No coach would live in it and use it as a target!
"Your Highness, it's almost done..." The dedicated royal guards lifted Roland and moved him into the tent. Because there is no difference from the tents where ordinary soldiers live, this tent that can accommodate ten people is not big enough, but It was enough for Roland alone.
Soldiers had already laid out the hammock! That's right, it's a hammock. This is one of the few special treats Roland gets. After all, the ground is wet and cold, so the royal guards set up two wooden stakes to build a hammock for Roland.
"Your Highness, please rest early. You may not be able to sleep peacefully at night. I will bring you food later! By the way, please don't remove your armor and stomach. This is not Swift Current City. Your armor and stomach are It is your last line of defense, please make good use of it!" The captain of the royal guard bowed.
"Well, I understand! Thank you for the reminder!" Roland agreed deeply with the Royal Guards' words. He did not have the confidence to use his body to compete with the troll's spear.
...In the jungle, trolls with colorful totems engraved on their bodies were moving around on the tree canopy. Their tall figures did not affect their flexibility in the dense forest at all! And their target is where Roland and his party are stationed!