Chapter 15 First contact with trolls
It would be a lie to say that Sean had no idea about the beautiful and charming Cirvanas.
This guy even thought about attracting the beauty's attention by virtue of his outstanding performance against the troll.
Although the other party is just a ranger born with mud legs, but with Cirvanas' status as the next ranger general, if he can marry her, it will be of great benefit to his family.
These noble families from Silvermoon City lack common sense in some aspects, but the cultivation of political sensitivity started from an early age.
The Windrunner family who have held the position of ranger general for generations, they control most of the ranger army of the high elves, no matter which family wins them over, it will definitely attract a strong support for themselves.
Sean even thought that after wooing the Windrunner family, he would greatly increase his voice in the family, become the head of the young patriarch, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of his life from then on. Thinking about it, he is a little excited.
If Cirvanas found out about his naive thoughts, he might spit at him in disdain, but since the mage of the Morningwalker family agreed, she would not delve into the other party's thoughts.
After the meeting, Cirvanas took the lead to take Scran out to arrange the work of the entire camp. Charlemagne just took this opportunity to ask Yawen some technical issues.
"So that's it. So you have reached this point? It seems that you are not far from being promoted."
Yawen smiled in relief after hearing Charlemagne's question.
The question Charlemagne asked this time was about the control of the concentration value. Recently, he felt that his total concentration value seemed to show signs of breaking through. The method he was already familiar with was a little uncomfortable with the change of the concentration value.
"Since your concentration value is still growing rapidly, don't think about changing the method for the time being. Just treat this change as if it doesn't exist, and then consider changing the way of the output cycle after a complete breakthrough."
After all, he is still in the front line, and there is not so much time for Charlemagne to slowly try to change the output method. It is a safe way to deal with it after the concentration value enters a stable period after the breakthrough.
"Okay, Uncle Yawen, thank you for your guidance."
Yawen patted Charlemagne on the shoulder in relief and said, "You're welcome. After the second lady also breaks through to a high level, it's almost time for me to retire. The faster you juniors improve, the more at ease I will be."
Now the high elves seem to have entered an era of talent blowout. Prince Kael'thas has reached the 7th ring, and it is said that the distance from the 8th ring is not too far away.
Both Charlemagne and Alleria are about to break through to the high level, and the young Liadrin is already at the middle level, and the rest, such as Lor'themar and Vereesa, are also extremely talented.
However, when this group of newcomers emerged, the experienced Yawen also smelled a sense of imminent rain.
‘The last time there were so many new stars was during the troll war, right? I hope it's not as good as I thought...'
While the Far Traveler camp was gradually settled down, a new round of fighting had already begun on Li Reza's frontal battlefield.
Although it was impossible to see the situation on the battlefield near the Temple of the Sun, according to the scout who delivered the news, it seems that Li Reza's main force has some advantages.
However, the lack of the front row of the elves makes it difficult to completely turn it into a victory when they have an advantage.
When temporarily repelling the trolls, Li Reza didn't dare to pursue too deeply without a vanguard. If he was attacked in the dense forest, the consequences would be disastrous for the high elves, who are all long-range troops.
You must know that the Amani troll is also a good player in forest warfare. The war 10 years ago was ambushed because the former ranger general was too underestimated. As a result, the rangers have not fully recovered until now.
"Nalorak..."
If I remember correctly, this troll seems to be a believer in the spirit of the giant bear, but it seems that the other party has not yet usurped the power of the spirit of nature, and is just a simple ordinary high-level warrior.
The troll general at the Farstrider camp has also been discovered. He is a high-ranking troll warrior named Halraz, and he believes in the spirit of the lynx.
On the third day after the frontal battlefield, the trolls outside the Farstrider camp also tentatively launched an attack on the high elves again.
Sylvanas was going to be in charge of the camp, so the task of attacking was given to Yawen and Charlemagne.
Liadrin's cleric group and the mage led by Sean also lined up behind the ranger team.
Under Halraz's dispatch, more than 80 trolls were divided into two wings to attack both sides of the camp.
"Charlemagne, the left side is handed over to you. There are not many trolls, so they shouldn't be able to cause too much damage to us, but be careful of a small number of headhunters in the opponent's team."
Since the opponent divides his forces, the high elves, who are the defensive side, can only see their tricks.
Yawen handed over the left wing, more than 50 rangers and 3 mages to Charlemagne, and he took the same number of rangers and two other mages to guard the right wing, while Liadrin's priest stayed slightly behind. Always be ready to treat wounded soldiers.
"Leave it to me, but Uncle Yawen, don't you need to assign an extra mage here?"
Yawen smiled confidently while pulling out his longbow from behind.
"Haha, you don't need to worry about my old bones, go! Don't let the troll break through."
As he said that, he bent his bow and set his arrows and began to aim at the trolls who were approaching on the opposite side. Charlemagne saw that Yawen entered the battle state and quickly rushed to the left wing to line up the formation.
"800 meters, the ranger is ready to throw! The mage is ready to cast spells!"
The troll in front of him gradually accelerated his forward speed, Charlemagne also drew out his longbow and began to aim, and loudly gave orders to the ranger and mage behind him.
"Tsk... It's really annoying to listen to this muddy boy..."
Needless to say, this unhappy mage was exactly Sean who was thrown to Charlemagne's side, but at least he knew the priorities, and immediately began to give orders to the two mages under him.
"Prepare for the blizzard! Target the troll in the front row, and start casting spells after entering 500 meters!"
As the troll approached, the rangers first fired the first round of volley under Charlemagne's order. They were well-trained and did not stop to see the results, and directly drew the second arrow from their backs to start free shooting.
However, most of the rough-skinned and thick-skinned trolls held up simple wooden shields to block the bows and arrows, except for a few unlucky ones in the front row who were shot at the vital point, and continued to attack under the order of a taller team leader. go ahead.
"500 meters, flat shot, the mage starts casting spells!"
Sean, who couldn't wait any longer, immediately led the two mages to mobilize the magic circuits in their bodies and start casting spells.
"Hey, trolls, feel the power of spells, Blizzard!"
Thank you book friend Lingren for your support.
(end of this chapter)