The Enemy's Home Is Our Home

"Lord, the scout commander sent word before he died. A human heavy cavalry unit is charging toward our territory from outside the city!"

"What should we do now?"

Those damn humans!

They had to cause trouble for us at a time like this!

If we survived today, we would make those humans regret taking advantage of our misfortune!

After hearing his subordinate's report, the troll lord's face immediately turned livid.

The territory was still struggling to resist the attacks of the dragons and Iron Feather Gryphons. Was this human army really charging straight at them without fearing that it would offend those dragons?

At that thought, the troll lord suddenly froze. Then he remembered the figure that had fallen from the back of the red dragon. The more he thought about it, the more that figure looked like a human.

The chaos in the territory left the troll lord no time to guess what kind of relationship the humans had with the dragons.

He casually grabbed his warhammer, mounted a wolf-shaped wild monster of Excellent Grade, and charged toward the city gate.

Looking at the chaos along the way, as well as the horribly mangled corpses of his people and troops scattered everywhere, the troll lord grew more and more furious.

Yet amid his rage, the troll lord also noticed something strange.

The dragons and Iron Feather Gryphons currently attacking the territory had different targets. The dragons mainly destroyed the fortresses, arrow towers, Special Buildings, city walls, and the defenders gathered throughout the city.

The Iron Feather Gryphons, meanwhile, focused on hunting ordinary troll citizens. They rarely damaged the ordinary buildings or city walls within the territory.

This enemy force that had appeared out of nowhere, and whose composition was so strange, seemed unwilling to completely destroy the Troll Territory.