Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Along with the low sound of war drums, Troll Warlord quickly commanded his army to divide into three groups, trying to encircle Human Cavalry who had just massacred thousands of his own Warrior in front of him.
Some priests, Witch Doctor and mystics even did not forget to use various mages to cooperate.
Especially some Acceleration Magics can even make a small number of Trollss walk like flying, catching up with the speed of horses in a short time.
But unfortunately, the number of these Trollss was so small that they were covered by Arrow Rains round after round before they even got close, and eventually died tragically on the road to charge.
Even if a few of them occasionally rush forward, Ignatius will personally lead his subordinates Highland Cavalry to rush forward and trample them alive into pulp.
The two sides fought back and forth for several rounds while testing each other.
Trolls couldn't catch up with the speed of Human Cavalry, and Human Cavalry, with only five thousand people at hand, did not dare to easily attack the army of tens of thousands of Trolls Warrior and spell casters.
After half an hour of going back and forth, Allen realized that there would be no bargains to be gained today, and immediately raised his hand and gave the order to retreat.
In the blink of an eye, the five thousand cavalrymen immediately changed direction and disappeared over the horizon, leaving only corpses scattered on the ground and dust raised by the horses running.
Seeing the enemy's figure walking away, Troll Warlord felt that his lungs were about to explode.
Because he had led the army in battle for so many years, this was the first time he had been beaten so hard.
The way Allen fights is different from any opponent he has encountered before.
He does everything!
And there is almost no sense of honor!
Directly turning war into a simple numbers game!
As long as there is a battle plan, the enemy's losses will be far greater than our own losses, so we should launch it without hesitation.
This was the case with the traps set up to annihilate Raptor Cavalry Burning Legion before, and it is the same with the forwards of the assault army now.
As for wanting to square off and decide the outcome according to Traditional Warfare, don't even think about it.
After all, Allen knows very well that with the current strength of the Arathor Empire, wanting to fight a head-on war with Amani Troll is basically not much different from self-destruction.
In addition, "The Art of War" has a guiding principle of Cold Weapon Era, called "First Win, Then Fight".
This means that before launching a war, it is best to carefully consider your chances of winning. If you are not sure, don't act rashly.
However, with the annihilation of Raptor Cavalry's army, Allen has firmly grasped the initiative in the war.
What he has to do next is to accumulate more "first wins" through constant harassment, until the balance of power between the two sides occurs Fundamental Change.
Poor Troll Warlord didn't know that today's nightmare was just the beginning.
In the next few days, he will witness with his own eyes a kind of tactics and tactics from the pinnacle of Cold Weapon Era on Earth.
Without enough cavalry or long-range weapon strikes, it is almost impossible to win with infantry alone.
At the same time, Allen and Ignatius, who had retreated more than ten kilometers away, had dismounted and were sitting on the top of a relatively high hill to rest.
The soldiers who had just won a glorious victory happily built simple stoves with stones, then put the iron pot on it, added water and cooked it with Salted Dried Meat, dried mushrooms and beans.
It didn't take long for them to make a hot soup that was "delicious" in their eyes, and ate it with hard slices of bread.
While eating, they were still talking about the exciting battle not long ago.
Warhorse was munching on Premium Feed, a mixture of wheat, beans and Egg Powder, to replenish his physical strength.
As humans, they never thought that the powerful Regeneration Ability, Trolls, would be pushed to the ground and blasted by them, without even a chance to fight back.
Similarly, they gradually began to realize that Horse Archer, a military unit that was regarded as a remnant of Tribal Era, did not seem to be as unworthy as the nobles thought.
Just the opposite!
At certain times, these units that cannot fight head-on can play a surprising role in winning the battle.
The young girl who was selected by Allen to join the Horse Archer army blushed with excitement, and used Trolls's blood to ink three skulls on her skin.
Each skeleton represents her Shot Dead a living Trolls Warrior.
Ignatius admired the high morale of the soldiers with great interest, and then said with a smile without looking back, "It seems that after I go back, it will be necessary to train a special Horse Archer. In addition, regarding that toxin, I hope to purchase a batch from you. It will have an immediate effect on Trolls who has Regeneration Ability."
"No problem! When this war is over, I will give the method and process of refining the toxin to Soladin. I believe he will be very happy to make a copy for you. In dealing with Trolls, the interests of all humans are the same. Only by destroying the Empire established by Amani Troll in the north can we occupy more fertile land and raise more people."
With that said, Allen handed over the bottle of spirits he carried with him.
As a Highlanders who lives in a cold environment, Ignatius has always been open to spirits. He raised his head and drank several sips of spirits. Then he licked his lips and praised, "Good wine! This should be brewed with the best barley and honey, right? In my Hometown, there is not that much land to grow barley, but we use Ice Fruit to brew it with honey, which has a unique flavor. Especially when you take the first sip, your whole stomach and lungs are frozen, and the inhalation is filled with a refreshing feeling that cannot be described in words."
"Haha, that sounds like the best drink in summer. No one can refuse to drink a glass of wine to cool themselves down in the hot summer." Allen responded with a smile.
"Yeah! I really hope we can kill all those damn Trollss. In this case, we Highlanderss can also get a large piece of land that can grow food and feel what summer is like."
When Ignatius said this, there was naked and undisguised envy in his tone.
There is no way not to be envious!
Alterac Mountains In that poor place, except for the barren land at the foot of the mountain where you can grow a little food, you can basically only make a living on the mountain by grazing and hunting.
Its harsh living environment is beyond the imagination of outsiders.
As Highlanders, Ignatius dreams of leading people out of the mountains and living on warm and rich plains and grasslands.
This is also the reason why he agreed to merge into the Arathor Empire.
Only by joining Empire and defeating Trolls in the north can Highlanders obtain the rich land on the other side of the mountain.
"Don't worry, in at most ten years, Soladin can lead all humans to achieve this goal. But compared to this, I think we should discuss the night attack first."
While talking, Allen took a hand-drawn map from the attendant behind him.
In just a few seconds, he accurately marked his location and the marching route of the Trolls army.
"Night attack?"
Ignatius was obviously stunned.
Because through the previous battle, no matter how stupid the governor of Trolls was, he should have realized the advantages of Human Cavalry, and would inevitably choose to shrink his troops and place enough spies on the periphery.
In this case, any surprise attack may be forced to turn into a fortified attack, ultimately resulting in heavy losses for one's own side.
But Allen was not worried about this. He pointed directly at an open area on Trolls's route and said, "This is a dense grassland, and the height of the grass can even reach more than one and a half meters. If nothing else, Trolls should camp by a lake here tonight. After all, their army is very large, and it will be very troublesome if there is not enough water nearby."
Ignatius glanced at the map and immediately nodded in agreement. "You are right. This is indeed the most likely place for Trolls to camp. However, they should clear up the weeds by the lake before camping to prevent us from setting fires at night, sneak attacks, and causing all kinds of chaos."
"That's right! But this time, I didn't plan to set fire, but prepared a Water and Fire Intertwined feast for them. Did you see the bag tied to the horse? Guess what's inside?" A sinister smile appeared on Allen's face.
"Oh - my God! It can't be grease!"
Ignatius opened his mouth in surprise.
After all, Highlanders is considered an expert in arson. He immediately made a pretty good guess based on the weight, volume, and the extent of the bag's sway when moving.
"Yes! A whole three thousand bags of flammable grease. Guess what will happen if I pour the grease on Small Wooden Boat and light it on fire, then dig a dam and let the lake water pour down?" Allen asked with a half-smile.
When Ignatius heard this plan, the image of a flood of burning flames rushing into the Trolls camp suddenly appeared in his mind. He immediately asked Ying with shining eyes, "Your Excellency, please be sure to entrust me with this glorious and great task."
"No problem! After the water rushes into the Trolls camp, you must lead the cavalry to attack from the flank as soon as possible. And my Horse Archer will cover you from the other side."
"Understood! We Highlanders will never let go of any opportunity to kill Trolls. Only a dead Trolls is a good Trolls!"
In this way, the two quickly reached an agreement and began to issue orders in an orderly manner for their soldiers to take action.
Some of them rode horses around the abandoned village on the other side of the lake, took down the wooden boards of the houses, nailed them back together, stuffed them with dry straw, and then poured them with various oils extracted from animals and plants.
In less than two hours, one or two hundred such simple fire ships were made.
As for Allen, he took the well-fed Horse Archer to attack again, constantly harassing Trolls who was logging, mowing, and building camps, firmly attracting the enemy's attention.
As long as Trolls has large-scale troop mobilization, he will immediately turn around and leave without any hesitation, taking full advantage of Horse Archer's maneuverability.
This shameless harassment made Troll Warlord furious, but there was nothing he could do about it.
As for those ordinary Trolls Warrior, their mentality has already collapsed.
Some even ignored the orders and roared directly towards the hedgehogs, who were shot by bows and arrows.
They would rather die in a clean battle than endure the humiliation and endless harassment.
fortunately!
When the sun sets and night falls, these annoying Human Cavalrys like flies and mosquitoes finally disappear.
Everything seemed to be quiet again.
The demoralized Trolls Warrior gathered in groups around the bonfire, roasting fish caught from the lake, as well as wild ducks and wild geese nesting by the lake.
If the first two defeats only made them want to vent their pent-up anger, then now they are deflated, and they begin to resist and hate war from the bottom of their hearts.
Looking at this group of Withered Troll Warrior who had lost their fighting spirit, the warlord showed an expression of impatience and anxiety on his face, and quickly asked his adjutant, "How far are we from the town you mentioned?"
"It should be very close! As long as we can successfully attack that town and allow the Warriors to slaughter and plunder human wealth wantonly, I believe morale will be restored soon." The adjutant promised confidently.
Kill!
Rape!
plunder!
It is always the best way to stimulate the subconscious animal nature of soldiers.
In this way, the top leaders of Amani Troll kept promising the recruited tribes that they could do whatever they wanted to Speed Elf, regardless of men, women, old or young, and they could also plunder the enemy's money, houses and land.
It was with the help of such cruel methods that Amani Empire slowly gained the upper hand in thousands of years of struggle.
Right now, they are very close to their goal of capturing Silvermoon City.
The warlord obviously knew this, and the worry in his heart eased slightly. He gently rubbed his eyebrows and sighed, "I hope so. But I think that cunning human noble should pay more attention to it. If nothing else, he will be a powerful enemy that poses a huge threat to us in the future."
"Strong enemy? Just these barbaric and stupid humans? They don't even understand what magic is yet. What's more, what we mobilized this time is only part of the Withered Tree Tribe. If Empire goes south with all its strength, the entire human race can be wiped out from this land in minutes." The adjutant said with the unique arrogance of Amani Troll.
Of course, he also has the right to be arrogant.
With the cruel character Zul'jin taking over, Amani Empire is becoming more powerful than ever.
Even High Elf Kingdom, who possesses powerful magical power, has to shrink his power, let alone the newly rising humans.
"No! You are wrong! Haven't those cavalrymen armed with bows and arrows done enough damage to us? Just imagine, if this method of warfare is popularized, with the human population base, a ranger of hundreds of thousands can be formed. By that time, with the Raptor Cavalry we have on hand, we cannot wipe them all out even if we die from exhaustion, but they can run rampant in open terrain through constant attacks and harassment, and even take the initiative to go deep into the forest to destroy..."
Troll Warlord Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a slight vibration on the ground.
Followed by a roar like thousands of horses galloping from far to near...