Chapter 96: s, Attack!

  Under normal circumstahe development of the battle would indeed ge as the adventurers had said.

  Even though the trolls barely cooperated, their fighting style was more like gang fights.

  But their astonishing strength and healing talent allowed them to bee sticky foes otlefield, holding out for a long time.

  In terms of attrition warfare, the soldiers would naturally be at a disadvantage!

  Matthew also saw this, watg the st batch of elderly arolls charge forward.

  "This should be the st strength of this troll tribe..."

  Matthew turned his head and made a gesture to Yaya not far away, who lightly leaped onto the top of the carriage and raised her head.

  "Roar...!"

  A terrifying aura instantly spread out.

  The trolls, who had just been pushed back by the soldiers, suddenly felt waves of pani their hearts.

  Many trolls trembled in fear, some even turned around and fled.

  Everoll soldiers felt a flicker of fear in their hearts, and their attacks became noticeably weaker.

  It was as if they had entered a natural enemy, the fear from their bloodline made them uo resist.

  Dragon's Might!

  A dragon!

  The hidden shadow hunter immediately noticed Yaya's beautiful and perfect body, a trace of excitement and cruelty fshed in its blood-red eyes.

  "This is the best for my god!"

  "So the god's will was referring to a dragon?"

  "Since you've revealed yourself, don't think of esg... Wait, what's that?"

  Before the shadow hunter could gather strength to attack, the troll warriors he had pinned his hopes on couldn't eve close to the carriage where Matthew stood, let alone cause trouble for Yaya on top of it.

  They were caught by figures emerging from the ground!

  The shadow hunter immediately saw that these figures were not human.

  With tall, strong bodies, two sizes rger than adult trolls, and dark brown cy bodies, their identities were clear—s!

  The first few s that appeared were special individuals Mattheent 1,000 experience points on using his Animate ability.

  They had 18 points of strength and far exceeded the trolls i.

  Dealing with the few trolls that had walked right into the trap was easy; they captured them effortlessly!

  What shocked the shadow huhe most was that from the carriages, me s began to emerge.

  Ten!

  Twenty!

  ......

  Fifty!

  A total of fifty s crawled out from the carriages, their heavy steps reverberating, their glowing yellow eyes shining, charging toward the trolls outside.

  As they marched forward, they ted in unison:

  "Protect the territory, protect the homend!"

  The s, attack!

  The unprepared trolls were instantly dumbfounded.

  It wasn't until the charging s crashed into them, swinging their massive fists, breaking their bones and tearing their muscles, that they howled in response.

  The pairolls quickly terattacked, but they only mao make small dents in the s, shattering a few pieces of cy.

  The s, however, used their immerength to perfrapples and heavy blows, trolling or pushing back the trolls.

  The shocked soldiers looked at the t figures of the s, while Ange's sharp and echoed in their ears:

  "Coordih the s, prioritize killing the wourolls!"

  With the s taking the front, the soldiers' defensive pressure instantly lessened, and their morale surged.

  Seeing the trolls fall into a disadvantage, anger rose from their hearts, and they became even bolder!

  "Kill them!!"

  The excited Beelzebub suddenly decapitated a troll that had been grappled by a , remembering Old John's words during their casual chat:

  "Serving uhe lord has an additional be—during battle, you get extra rewards."

  "The more enemies you kill, the greater your tribution, and the more advantage you have when distributing loot."

  "For these trolls, killing just one is worth at least 5 tribution points..."

  Beelzebub had a simple and straightforward uanding of the value of tribution points.

  One tribution point could be exged for at least 1 gold , or 2,000 pounds of food, enough to feed the eribe for a day!

  Having been hungry for so long, Beelzebub's desire for food and tribution points was immense.

  This drove Beelzebub to charge forward with all his might, leading the charge!

  The other barbarian soldiers clearly had the same thought, coordinating with the s, they charged forward with roars.

  The disarolls' formation immediately fell into chaos.

  The troll soldiers at the front were pushed back.

  The trolls rushing from the rear collided with them.

  The spaaneuvering aing strength was pletely pressed, and they could no longer pose any threat to the soldiers.

  The soldiers were overjoyed and, under Ange's and, reformed into orderly phanxes.

  Coordinating with their spears, which stantly thrust forward, they became like a mouth full of sharp teeth, tearing into the troll ranks bite by bite.

  The s and barbarian soldiers sshed deep wounds into the trolls' bodies like rge bdes.

  The ly arranged phanxes of soldiers turned into an unstoppable iron fist, crushing the wourolls into pieces!

  Sharp spears were thrust uniformly into the trolls' abdomens.

  The trolls howled as they tried to fight back, but they could no longer shake the soldiers' shield wall.

  The first wave of trolls fell, bathed in blood, and panic began to spread among the troll ranks.

  The advang soldiers had already formed an invincible whole.

  With every step they took forward, they brought tremendous pressure and inflicted heavy damage orolls.

  The trolls colpsed!

  The troll soldiers at the front could no longer withstand the terrible pressure areated in panic.

  The ordinary trolls lost their minds, and as Yaya let out another enraged roar, they turned and fled in a panic!

  The excited barbarian soldiers took the opportunity to sughter them—they were too used to winning this kind of battle.

  Each of them became seasoned hunters!

  They were in no hurry to kill the remaining trolls, only sshing deep wounds into their legs, causing them to let out miserable wails.

  The screams of their panions made the trolls even more relut to muster the ce to resist, fueling their desire to escape.

  In order to flee the battlefield, the trolls discarded their heavy ons, and if anyone dared block their way, they attacked without hesitation.

  This panic quickly spread, eventually turning into a total rout of the trolls.

  The shadow hunter, pushed back by the retreating soldiers, had no idea what had happened.

  All it knew was that ohose t s ehe battlefield, the front-liroll soldiers colpsed.

  The shadow hunter was familiar with such ses!

  It khat even if it stepped forward now,

  shouting to rally the troops, and reanizing the defensive line,

  it would not be able to ge this deteriorating situation, and the enemy would never give it that time!

  Bitter fear rose in its heart, and its mind was filled with endless prayers:

  "Great god, we clearly followed your instrus, why did we fail?"

  If Matthew khe shadow hunter's thoughts, he would certainly have ughed mercilessly:

  "Yod just talks, while I spend real gold s!"

  "Each is worth 500 gold s, and I have 55 of them here. Dropping tens of thousands of gold s on you, let's see if you survive!"

  FAL