The giant bear that was hit hard by this blow looked up to the sky and let out a roar. The upper half of its body that was originally lying on the ground stood up and shook violently. Halduron's spear was already thrown away to an unknown place, and a stream of smelly bear blood sprayed out from the wound.
After throwing away Halduron's spear, the giant bear lay down again and slapped Aaron hard. Looking at the posture of the bear shooting its bow from left to right, it seemed that Halduron was taking the blame for Halduron's blow to Aaron. It seemed that it was unwilling to beat Aaron to death.
Looking at the giant bear that was completely irritated and driven into a state of madness, Aaron had only one thought in his mind: Halduron, you have tricked me to death.
Aaron comforted himself that he had at least suppressed his hatred, while mobilizing the Holy Light in his body to treat his sore arm, and at the same time raised his shield again to receive another slap from the giant bear.
Seeing the bear's paw rapidly enlarging in his field of vision, Aaron tensed up his muscles and raised his shield in front of him. After a crash like a bell, Aaron felt that his two arms were a little weak, and his whole body was taken several steps back by the palm of the giant bear.
This giant bear was so powerful that no one was allowed to take advantage of it. When Aaron was retreating, the huge bear paw slapped it hard again. Aaron secretly said something bad. Just as he turned on Divine Shield, he thought When he was about to resist the giant bear's attack, he saw an arrow shining with Arcane flying over Aaron's side. The arrow accurately hit the giant bear's paw, interrupting the beast's attack.
Aaron knew that the person who helped at the critical moment was Halduron, but Aaron didn't have time to thank him at this time. Aaron was already in a hurry to deal with the slap of this giant bear.
As if it finally realized that its slaps were of no use to Aaron, the giant bear moved two steps back, roared twice at Aaron, and stood upright again with its upper body, shaking its body continuously. The huge body that was originally stuck in the middle of the wooden piles had a vague intention of breaking free.
Aaron looked at the giant bear standing upright like an angry giant with its upper body roaring continuously. At the same time, the fence that originally restrained the giant bear was already crumbling. Thinking about the destructive power this giant bear could exert once it was freed from the restraints, Aaron couldn't care less for a moment. He raised the shield with one hand and pointed the long sword forward, and stabbed the long sword in his hand fiercely towards the soft belly of the giant bear.
Perhaps because Aaron had desperate thoughts in his heart, the golden light shining on the long sword was dyed with a layer of red. Aaron couldn't care about this change at the moment, and the long sword stabbed through the fur of the giant bear's abdomen.
Seeing that the giant bear had not lost its ability to move, Aaron simply put down his shield, grasped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, grabbed the long sword and slashed a slash across the belly of the giant bear, and a fountain-like stream of stinky blood spurted out from the wound.
But at this moment, Aaron didn't care much, and quickly pulled out the long sword. Aaron changed his position and stabbed out again. He retreated, pulled the long sword and cut a ferocious wound on the giant bear's chest, and the skin and flesh of the giant bear were turned out.
Suffering such a fatal blow, the giant bear finally couldn't roar anymore. The upright upper body slammed down hard on Aaron. In a hurry, Aaron couldn't dodge and was pinned down by this hill-like giant bear.
When Aaron finally dug a hole out of the side of the giant bear's body, his whole body seemed to be soaked with bear blood. He was holding a long sword in his hand. Aaron had just taken a deep breath of fresh air when he saw a cold light approaching from the corner of his eyes. Before Aaron could react, an arrow had already grazed the tip of Aaron's nose and flew past.
Aaron, who was startled by the sudden arrow, was about to say something when he heard a scream coming from beside him. He turned around and saw an arrow in Troll's neck, slowly falling to the ground.
Taking a closer look, Aaron could not help but secretly cry out: Troll Seeing that the giant bear was dead, they simply used the corpse as a bridge and followed the bear's back toward the inside of the camp to kill it.
Aaron, who had just experienced a life and death moment, originally felt very tired from the inside out, but seeing these Trolls rushing over, Aaron took out his shield again, jumped on the back of the giant bear in a few steps, and faced the Trolls head-on.
"No, I can't hold it anymore." Aaron struggled to hold up the shield to resist the attacks of Troll. His arms, which were already feeling weak, seemed to have lost all feeling at this moment. He only knew how to mechanically resist the attacks in front of him. The long sword in his right hand did not attack anything, just to block the attacks missed by the shield.
Just as Aaron was gritting his teeth and resisting, he suddenly heard a strange noise coming from behind these Troll, which sounded vaguely mixed with wailing.
Soon, Aaron felt that the attacks he was receiving seemed to have become much sparse. It was not until Aaron was on guard for a long time without being attacked that Aaron noticed the change in the battle situation - the Trolls in front of him had withdrawn.
Holding a long sword and standing on the back of the giant bear, Aaron saw the reason why Troll suddenly withdrew:
A group of elves in uniform uniforms and holding shields as high as a person rushed over from the side of the trolls with neat steps. Behind these shield soldiers, there were a large number of elf mages who kept throwing magic into the crowd of trolls, which was originally extremely scattered. The chaotic trolls were soon completely overwhelmed by this well-coordinated and well-trained army. Some trolls could still maintain their courage to fight these elves, but more trolls had retreated and fled into the woods, and most of them dispersed in the blink of an eye.
Although the Troll leaders were still shouting loudly in an attempt to get the defeated Troll to regroup, these people were quickly killed one by one by the freed up elf magicians and rangers. After killing a dozen of the leaders Troll, the voices of those trying to reorganize their manpower and the elves' desperate efforts disappeared.
Seeing the Trolls of these small tribes running away in the blink of an eye, the Legions of the elves have also pressed forward. Those Amani Trollss who were still maintaining their formation naturally knew that nothing could be done and retreated leaving the corpses on the ground.
However, these Troll who fled into the woods could not completely escape. Aaron could faintly hear the sound of bowstrings vibrating and the wailing sounds of Troll coming from the forest. Aaron guessed that the rangers from Farstriders' Camp's side had also sent reinforcements to support the battle here.
Seeing that the Trolls had been defeated, the rangers in Farstrider Lodge cheered one after another. Just now they saw that the Trolls were about to rush in. Fortunately, these reinforcements arrived in time.
Seeing that the elves had won the battle, the sigh of relief that Aaron had been holding in his heart finally dissipated. With a sway of his feet, Aaron sat on the back of the giant bear, looking up at the blue sky. Aaron's heart was filled with joy of surviving the disaster.
The elves who came to support quickly cleaned up the battlefield and cut off the heads of those Trolls to prevent these extremely tenacious guys from recovering.
Seeing that the crisis was over, Aaron gave himself a few strokes of Holy Light to relieve the pain and fatigue caused by desperately resisting the claws of the giant bear. He struggled to get up and prepared to walk back to the hall to have a good rest.
But before Aaron approached the hall, he heard an exclamation from behind the house. "What? Zul'jin escaped?"
Hearing the news, Aaron couldn't help but be surprised. Could it be that Troll just quietly infiltrated in and took Zul'jin away?
Aaron, who was curious in his heart, ignored the fatigue in his body and walked quickly to the place where Halduron placed Zul'jin. However, he only saw an angry Halduron and a few rangers who were huddled and trying to reduce their presence.
As for the place where Zul'jin was originally locked, only an empty magic chain and a green arm on the ground next to the chain were left.
Looking at the arm that obviously belonged to Troll, Aaron couldn't help but admire Zul'jin's decisiveness. This cunning guy did not hesitate to abandon an arm, and finally broke away from the shackles of the chain, and escaped while the camp was in chaos.