When the troll warlord and his adjutant came out of the camp, they were shocked to see that the originally calm lake surface suddenly set off a huge wave for some reason.
Countless small wooden boats that were lit were like stars in the night sky, rushing down with the flood.
Countless ignited grease floats on the water, forming a spectacular scene of water and fire blending together.
"What happened? Why did this lake suddenly flood?" The troll warlord grabbed a soldier who turned around and ran away and asked loudly.
The latter was obviously frightened and shook his head vigorously: "No I don't know! I don't know what happened. Anyway, suddenly, there was a huge wave on the other side of the lake."
"Damn it! It's that river! Those humans dug the dams on both sides of the river bank to divert water and irrigate!"
The adjutant finally reacted at this time and told the truth in an unbelievable tone.
You must know that humans are one of the very few races in the world who can farm. For them, water conservancy and irrigation facilities often occupy an extremely important position.
Many dams and water conservancy facilities, once built, can often be used for hundreds of years, allowing large areas of farmland to be productive.
Generally speaking, no human tribe will easily destroy irrigation facilities, even if they are occupied by enemies.
But today, Allen has obviously subverted this tradition.
He did not hesitate to order the destruction of the largest irrigation facility in his territory, just to deal the maximum devastating blow to this group of invading trolls.
In just a few minutes, the terrible flood engulfed all the temporary camps near the lake. Together with the trolls who had no time to escape, they all drowned under the flood water mixed with silt and gravel.
As for those who were lucky enough to escape the flood coverage, they were not much better.
More than two hundred wooden boats took advantage of the power of the flood and plunged into the dense grass.
Under the influence of grease, a raging fire ignited within a short time, and spread rapidly, showing the potential of starting a prairie fire.
Along with the billowing smoke and red fire, many troll warriors were accidentally surrounded by the spreading sea of ????fire in the panic. In the end, they were either burned alive or choked to death.
Seeing that the entire camp had fallen into complete chaos, the warlord, no matter how stupid he was, realized that this was a premeditated and despicable sneak attack. He immediately wanted to put up the flag symbolizing the Amani Empire and return the panicked troll warriors to Get organized.
After all, there is a lake and flooded swamp behind them. As long as they turn around and get water to prevent the fire from spreading near the shore, they can successfully survive this crisis.
Unfortunately, Allen had obviously expected this.
Before the warlord could gather many people, Ignaus, who had just dug up the embankment, led two thousand cavalry to cross over from behind, killing the troll warriors who were running around in panic without restraint.
And Allen, who had been ambushing on the other side, also led the archers to join the battle, constantly pouring arrows into crowded places.
Since most of the trolls who woke up from their sleep had not had time to put on armor, pick up weapons and shields when they were fleeing the flood, they were like wheat being harvested by a scythe.
When the arrows fell, they all fell to the ground and screamed in agony.
Suddenly, this troll army with tens of thousands of powerful warriors suffered successive attacks from floods, fire attacks, cavalry charges and volleys of bows and arrows in less than half an hour.
If it were a cold-weapon war in ancient times on Earth, more than 90% of the army would definitely collapse on the spot, eventually turning into a large-scale rout and pursuit.
But what is incredible is that the Amani troll army did not collapse.
Quite the opposite!
Regardless of whether they are those guys who have been hit by several poisonous arrows and cannot even control their limbs, or the unlucky ones with terrible burns all over their bodies, they will be the last ones to rush towards the position of the human cavalry before they die. .
Once he runs up to him, he will immediately jump up with all his strength, take off the rider from the horse, and pin him to the ground.
Either strangle the opponent to death with both hands, or pierce the enemy's throat or eyes with sharp fangs.
In short, the closer they are to despair and death, the crazier they will become.
And this madness has also caused a lot of casualties to humans.
Especially those young people who go to the battlefield to fight trolls for the first time are often too frightened to move as soon as they meet.Progressive ideas.
When it was almost three or four o'clock in the morning in the middle of the night, they all got up and woke up the soldiers who had been lying on the ground for five or six hours. Then they collectively got on their horses and headed towards the troll army's camp.
Because they had been busy putting out the prairie fire for a long time, the surviving trolls were now exhausted. They simply forgot to arrange for people to keep watch, and they all fell to the ground and fell asleep.
They were so tired that they did not feel the vibration of the ground and the crisp sound of horse hooves.
The most important thing is that the troll warlord did not expect that after launching a despicable sneak attack, Allen would launch a second one in the last half hour before dawn.
As expected, the originally peaceful camp was once again trampled to pieces by the iron hooves of the human cavalry.
With the cold blades and arrows, thousands of trolls turned into cold corpses before they woke up from their sleep.
Some were even trampled alive by horses' hooves and turned into pulp.
Moreover, Ai Lu was not interested in fighting. After killing through the entire camp, he took advantage of the last cover of darkness before dawn and walked away, leaving those troll warriors who got up from the ground and clutched their weapons to death in the cold wind. .
Raid!
Retreat!
Attack again!
Retreat again!
In just one day and one night, his fear and fear of human cavalry were deeply ingrained into the memory of the troll.
In the next few days, the Troll Warlord acted as if he was suffering from a mental illness. He scattered a large number of headhunters day and night to prevent another sudden attack.
The army did not dare to move too fast every day, and the marching speed was as slow as a snail.
But what depressed him was that Allen seemed to have anticipated this situation and never launched even a large-scale attack.
At best, the horse archers are divided into small teams of dozens of people to hunt down the troll sentries scattered around the periphery.
Five days later, the angry trolls finally arrived at what they thought was their destination in a state of hunger and exhaustion.
But when he saw the hedgehog-like defense facilities with three layers inside and three layers outside, as well as the densely packed arrow towers, the warlord felt his heart sink to the bottom in an instant.
This tm and the dilapidated wooden fortress mentioned by the Deadwood Tribe are two completely different things, okay!
Although it was also made of wood and earth, the city in front of you had four layers of inner and outer walls, with each layer separated by a narrow passage like a maze.
Even if you break through the first floor, there will still be a second and third floor waiting behind you.
Human beings can condescendingly attack intruders located between the two walls.
It is estimated that if several thousand people are not killed, there is no hope of being able to rush into the city.
In addition, the rapid water flow in the moat is also a big problem.
You must know that many of the tools and weapons carried by the troll were lost that night not long ago. There is no way to build too many engineering tools.
Through a simple monocular, Allen clearly saw the waxy expression on the face of the troll warlord. He couldn't help laughing and taunting: "That guy thought he could easily break through my fortress when he got here? What on earth did he give? He has such courage and confidence?"
"Because this troll army has no retreat. It can either capture this fortress and seize enough food and a stronghold to stay, or it will be wiped out by us on the way forward or backward by our continuous bleeding. If it were me, I would also I will choose the former. At least there is still a glimmer of hope to turn defeat into victory." Ignaus shrugged his shoulders very easily.
Because at this moment, the number of outside trolls no longer has an overwhelming advantage, and he is not worried about the opponent attacking the city at all.
As for the siege
I am afraid that before the food in the city is exhausted, the trolls who do not carry much supplies will starve to death.
What¡¯s more, Emperor Thoradin is not a vegetarian.
After gathering enough vassals, he will immediately send his troops northward and deliver a fatal blow to the enemy from behind.
Use the body and head of the troll to declare to the world that the human empire Arathor is not a soft persimmon that can be manipulated casually. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com