Stratholme God

Chapter 17 This Human Is Really Interesting

When Mograine and Abidis saw this, they suddenly realized something.

The disgusting troll of the moss-rotten troll lies in the sneak attack, which the shadow hunters cannot guard against.

In the past many crusades, they had to retreat because the losses were too heavy before they entered the hinterland of Zumashal.

McDonald's method is a bit stupid, but it should work to bully moss-rotten trolls who have no weapons of war.

The two looked at each other and understood the approval in each other's eyes.

"This thing should be good. Let's take a look after it's built. Your Excellency Stratholme is tired. Let's set up camp first, and then we will discuss it slowly."

McDonald's couldn't help but smile when he saw the camp.

The two big brothers took care of him too much.The main mountain road leading to Zuma Shaer is clamped by the barracks of two big men, one on the left and one on the right. The mountain pass less than 100 meters away is completely blocked by the arrow towers of the barracks on both sides.There is really a [-], ahem, just in case, that is, the two of them are in front, and McDonald's 'main force' can retreat calmly.

In order to prevent McDonald's from messing around, even the military camp was set up for him.Just outside, three military camps are in the shape of a zigzag.

The three-layer camp wall is made of hardwood thicker than a human leg, and there is a four-meter-deep earth ditch in front of it, which is filled with sharp wooden stakes, and the trolls will definitely fall if they dare to come.

There are three camp gates on the front, and there are a pair of arrow towers four stories high on the left and right.The setting of the rear camp is even more outrageous. There are five camp doors lined up in a row, which is obviously convenient for running.

The two bosses agreed to meet today, obviously they came early in the morning and arranged everything.

"This... the two of you are bothered. I'm too embarrassed to let everyone work in vain. Let's give you a small gift."

I thought that McDonald's was sending wine or something, but just as he was about to decline, Mograine saw the carloads of cured meat: "This... we're welcome."

The food is good, and of course morale is high.

A well-fed soldier may not be able to fight very well, but a hungry soldier must be incompetent.

As McDonald's gadgets were made from local materials and the centipede chariot was made, everyone's eyes brightened.

It seems that every section is a miniature version of the dash.It has a triangular top cover, and the top cover and sides are covered by two thick layers of cowhide.There are triangular wooden lattices in the middle of the cowhide, which are filled with a lot of wood slag and scraps.The outermost cowhide is coated with fire-resistant lime.

Mograine tried it, and he used the spearman's spear to pierce it with all his strength, but it was difficult to pierce it effectively.To stop a powerful warrior like him, naturally the Shadow Hunter's spear is not a problem.

There are also metal grilles similar to louvers on both sides of the rushing car for ventilation, which cannot be seen from the front and above, and can only be seen close to the ground.In addition, there are special shooting holes and lookout holes.

It is believed that this is a small mobile bunker.

Each section is propelled by four spearmen, accompanied by two crossbowmen and a swordsman.

Rugged mountain roads are certain, and the wheels under the dash can help save some effort.

As for whether it is life-consuming or labor-intensive, I believe that soldiers can make the right choice.

And between each section, covered with three layers of cowhide.

Yes, the source of this inspiration is the dragon dance!
To be fair, this kind of style of play similar to armored convoys is very afraid of the opponent's heavy siege weapons, such as ballistas.But how can a rotten troll have such a thing?
"It's amazing!" The two bosses exclaimed.

McDonald's touched his clean-shaven chin: "I still lack a little actual combat experience."

"Actual combat, where is the actual combat?"

"Just catch a few trolls over here."

Small question mark, do you have many friends?

Trolls are so easy to catch, the big guys don't have to worry about it.The troll has a super self-healing ability. After the Double Eleven, he chopped his hand off, drank alcohol until his stomach perforated, and then turned back to eat personal meat buns and healed himself.

Don't try to kill a real troll without beheading it.

But for most recruits, trolls are simply creatures of legend.If you don't live on the frontier, you don't know what a scourge the trolls are.

McDonald's said calmly, "Anyway, it will take a few days to build a centipede chariot, and I happen to have a friend."

No one knows what the hell he's up to,

On this day, the mountain where Zumashaer was located was full of terracotta and bare. At the foot of the mountain closest to the forest, a group of special people suddenly came.

Several swordsmen in only leather armor protected several clerks, and a man in white clothes and a cylindrical white high hat started to work on the edge of the forest.

In the forest, several pairs of shining eyes stared at these people.

Halduron Brightwing: "What are they doing?"

The mysterious woman is a little uncertain: "Cooking?"

It was no ordinary hammer. In the shed, he used a knife to deftly open the shells of the mussels, take out the fresh mussels, remove the excess, and put them on a block of ice to chill.

In addition to the mussels, there is also milk. I pulled a cow I didn't know where to find it and squeezed it fresh.

Throughout the process, the chef was so focused, as if he was not cooking a dish, but a sculptor who was concentrating on sculpting his great work.

The chef and the assistant are all busy and orderly.

For a full hour, dishes that the elves had never seen before appeared on the table.

[Chowder with mussels], [Stinger catfish], [Crocodile soup], [Delicious omelet] made from raptor eggs...

A lot of ingredients, let alone look, I have never heard of it.

No wonder the self-proclaimed noble elves have little knowledge. These ingredients are all airlifted by griffins from all over the Eastern Kingdom continent. Normally, they can't be eaten without going to the local area.

Just the force of the flying ingredients can make the high elves feel a strong sense of respect.

Not to mention, when the chef cooks, there is a strong sense of ritual that seems to be haunted by a sacred halo.

This is like in the Celestial Dynasty, you can usually charge you 20 yuan for one orange pancake.When a chef cooks in front of you with fragrant imported Sunkist oranges, and lets other guests watch, then the package is worth 100 yuan.

Along the wind, the wonderful fragrance drifted into the woods, not to mention Halduron and other elves, even the mysterious woman swallowed more than once.

Halduron: "The Duke knows we're here? Is he kidding us?"

Unexpectedly, the cooks lined up plates of delicious food, put a sign, and withdrew together with the swordsmen.

Looking at the sign, the woman suddenly burst out laughing, and in a silver bell-like voice read out the crooked Elvish language above: "You treat me to a pie, I treat you to a feast, it's fair!"

Halduron was embarrassed: "This... is for us? It won't be poisonous, right? Should we eat it?"

"Eat! Why not?"

For three meals in a row, the elves ate their stomachs full of fat.

Suddenly the next day, the food was the same, but the brand was changed to [a live troll captive for a dish]!
"Pfft!" The silver-haired elf smiled brilliantly: "This human duke is really interesting."

(End of this chapter)