Chapter 68: Aristophanes' Troll Warfare (5)

　　 To the south of Taquilin, after another week of attacks by the trolls, the elven line of defense has not been breached, but has become more solid.
　　 In addition to the rangers in the Farstrider Fortress are well-equipped and can effectively kill the trolls, some steel plates engraved with certain runes have also played a very important role. These steel plates were erected in front of the position after unfolding, and the Rangers of the Farstriders could hide behind and attack the attacking trolls without worrying about the trolls' counterattack.
After receiving the news that Kael'thas had successfully regained the Temple of the Sun, Crivi Windrunner was ready to fight back, but he was a little worried about Aristophane and Alleria who were still behind the enemy line, and didn’t know him. How are the two now?
　　 Aristophane, Alleria and others, after trying several methods but unable to break through the troll's voodoo defense line, they chose to bypass here in the dark. And under the leadership of Lorther Marcelon, they successfully rendezvous with the Farstrider team led by Taranas.
　　 "Long time no see, Taranas."
　　 "It's been a long time since I saw you, so I don't need to say much. Our scout saw that the magic shield of the Sun Temple opened again today. Do you have any news?"
　　Aristophane knew that Kael'thas had succeeded, and he nodded, telling Kael'thas to lead some rangers and most of the mages to raid the Sun Temple.
　　 "This prince is really brave." Taranas said with a smile.
"Who said no!" Aristophane also agreed, "but I think the trolls should slowly shrink their defenses. After all, after the Sun Temple is captured, the long logistic supply lines of the trolls may be provided by us at any time. Cut off."
　　 "What are we going to do next?"
　　 "It's me, continue to harass, and then wait for the final battle!" Aristophane said in a positive tone.
　　 Troll camp, in the tent of Jagorakin.
　　 "What did you say? The Temple of the Sun was snatched back by those long ears?"
"Yes, Lord Chief. They rushed straight down from the mountain to the north. In addition to the rangers and mages, we can't stop their offensive!" said a troll with blood on his face and two arrows in his back. Then, "more than one hundred troll warriors, only I escaped desperately!"
　　 "Okay, you go down and rest first!" Jagorakin asked the troll warrior to go down to heal his wounds, and then looked around at the priests sitting around.
　　 "Master Chief, what should we do next?" asked Culiffe, who had just returned the grain, but he knew the serious consequences of the capture of the Sun Temple.
　　 "Postpone the frontline offensive, and send someone to investigate the situation in the Sun Temple!" Jagorakin issued an order.
　　 After learning that the magic shield of the Sun Temple had been opened the next day, Jagorakin sighed, and then summoned all the priests.
　　 "Let’s talk about your opinions, now we are unable to advance or retreat. It is absolutely impossible for us to attack the Sun Temple in a short time, and the elven position in the north is also difficult to gnaw. What do you think?"
Several priests looked at each other, and Muriel took the lead to speak: "Master Chief, now there are two paths ahead of us. One is to fight back with all his strength and immediately attack the Temple of the Sun, regain it, and then regroup; the other is to stop there. , Withdrew to Zuaman, the offensive against the Long Ears has been going on for a month, and many troll soldiers have shown war exhaustion."
　　 "So what is your opinion?" Jagorakin asked.
"We think it's better to retreat. We have gained a lot from this attack, and the people have lost a lot now. The long ears of the Temple of the Sun are all hiding in their shields, and if they stand still, I'm afraid they May come out to cut off our back path."
　　 However, I was afraid of what would come. At this moment, a troll messenger broke in.
　　 "What's the matter?" Jagorakin recognized that this was a scout he had sent to monitor the long ears of the Sun Temple.
　　 "Chief, the group of long ears sent troops! They broke out from the high ground of the Sun Temple and cut off the road to Zuaman!"
The people in the camp could no longer sit still, and Jagorakin did not hesitate anymore and immediately issued an order: "Haian, Muriel, you lead your priests and two-thirds of the troll warriors as forwards. , Be sure to open up the road to Zuaman; I am the Chinese army, walking with the altar, Clive, Vargas, you lead the remaining soldiers as flanking guards, retreat immediately!"
　　 "Yes, Chief!"
　　 To the southeast of the troll camp, Aristophanes and Taranas are listening to the rangers' reconnaissance information.
　　 "Did you say that His Royal Highness, they have cut off the troll's retreat?" Taranas asked.
　　 "Yes, I saw the Phoenix King's Banner rush out from the valley of the Sun Temple, and then set up a camp and position at Sanchakou."
　　 "Okay, I see, you have worked hard, you can go down and rest first."
　　 "It seems that the time for the general attack is coming soon." Aristophanes said to Taranas.
"Yes, His Royal Highness regained the Temple of the Sun. With the protection of the magic shield and the support of the portal, it should be able to block the offensive of those trolls. Crevy should also counterattack in due course. This is ours. A chance for the team to make a surprise attack." Taranas was a little excited.
　　 "Lor'themar, you heard that too, go and inform all the rangers to get ready, the final battle is coming." Aristophane said to Lor'themar Theron standing next to him.
　　 "Received, I will go now." Lorthemar Theron nodded and turned to leave.
　　 Just as Taranas and Aristophanes thought, or the trolls were fighting back faster than they thought.
　　On the first afternoon when Kael'thas occupied the three fork in the road to Zuaman and the Temple of the Sun, the group's trolls had appeared on the periphery of their defense line and launched a tentative attack.
That night, Aristophanes and others discovered that the flag representing the troll chief appeared to the west of the line, and the altar also appeared in their sight, which meant that the Siege of Taquilin was basically It was lifted.
"I don't know if His Royal Highness can stop the troll's retreat." Taranas and Aristophanes were observing the troll's camp in the jungle far away from the troll's camp. They also saw the troll's offensive during the day. Aristophane was okay, Taranas was really taken aback.
　　 "Isn't it time for us to show off?" Aristophane replied with a smile, "Surprise the trolls tonight."
　　 In the early morning, in Kael'thas' tent, he was looking at the map under the light from the arcane lantern, and he was writing something from time to time.
　　 "His Royal Highness, are you asleep? There is an emergency here!" Cahill suddenly said at the door of the tent.
"What's the matter?" Kael'thas asked as he stood up and walked out of the tent, but he knew what Cahill was talking about as soon as he walked out: the troll camp on the opposite side was so full of flames that there seemed to be a riot, he I immediately used the Eagle Eye technique, and found that the trolls in the camp were running around, and many tents were still burning.
　　 "What's the matter?" Kael'thas asked.
　　 "According to the observations of the sentries, it may be that a squad of elves attacked the trolls."
　　 "How is it possible? The trolls are not blind." Kael'thas blurted out.
"However, the trolls were indeed baptized by a rain of fire from the sky. Their warnings did not respond, and our sentries did not observe any offensive teams." Cahill did not wait for Kael'thas to ask questions. Since I said, "But I can probably guess where the elves are. There are a group of very elite rangers in the Farstrider Fortress, called Farstriders. They are not many, but they are proficient in concealment, sneak attacks and jungle warfare. We It’s normal for the sentinel of the country to not observe them."
　　 Their leader, Taranas, led a part of the Farstriders into the jungle and attacked the logistics supply lines of the trolls. I was rescued by him from the Sun Temple. "
　　 "A Farstrider again?" Kael'thas frowned. Since he returned to Quel'Thalas, he kept hearing the name, and it seemed that he really needed a chance to see this place.
　　 "Let the sentries increase their vigilance! By the way, have you contacted the Crivi Windrunner?"
　　 "Contacted, he has ordered the troops to start moving, according to the agreed time, he will reach the offensive position to the west in a day!"
　　 "Very good, let the ranger and the wizards rest, tomorrow is a big battle!"
　　 In the jungle, Aristophanes and others calmly retreated to the clearing.
"This war spell was developed by you? How did you do it?" Taranas recalled that Aristophanes' spells were still a little weird: the flames in the sky fell from the sky like a blizzard, just like the end of the world. In the camp of the trolls, a huge fire ignited.
"Oh, it's the first time I use it. This is a variant of Blizzard. The water rune in the circle is changed to fire rune, and then the two alpha and beta structures are changed..." Aristophane Balabala explained a lot, and then concluded, "With the help of the staff, this effect was formed in the end. To be honest, I was also shocked, but the mana model is not perfect, and the attributes of the staff are not right~www .EbookFREE.me~It should be more powerful after optimization."
However, Taranas did not hear the rumors behind Aristophane. He pulled Lorthemar Theron and Alleria aside, and then asked: "You used to attack the troll with such a perverted mage before. of?"
"Yes, Captain," Lor'themar said numbly, "I sometimes think whether it is time to change a profession, such as a priest, and give him buff spells, which is better than the ranger standing and watching. "
"I never saw him so perverted when I was a kid, Uncle Taranas," Alleria also complained, "I know he is very talented, otherwise he would not be accepted as a disciple by the Grand Magister, but I have never seen him either. There has been a mage like him who is not afraid of magic addiction, and releasing all kinds of large-scale war spells by one person is as simple as drinking water."
　　 Taranas was silent. He looked at Aristophane who was calculating something, and he seemed to realize once again that the elves in front of him were unusual.
　　 Troll Camp, Jagorakin and several priests stood in front of his tent, looking at the messy camp in front of him with an ugly expression.
　　 "How about the loss?" He turned to ask Haian.
"No trolls died, but there were dozens of troll warriors who were seriously injured, and dozens of them were slightly injured, all of them were burned without attention," Hai'an replied softly, "but the altar was destroyed by one corner, and Narorak needs to be priest again. At the same time, some of the grain and grass were also burned."
　　 Jagorakin twitched his eyes: "Where is Vargas?"
　　 "He took his voodoo shooter to chase him for the first time."
　　 "Let him come back to me and stay vigilant around the camp!" Jagorakin said, "Now we need to concentrate all our strengths and break through the elves' defenses head-on, otherwise none of us can go back!"
　　 "Yes!"