LOL: In order to survive, I tricked Lissandra at the beginning

Although Braum easily dealt with six trolls in a short time.

But in other places on the battlefield, the trolls were still in an absolute advantage.

Except for the war mother Sherman, who had ice blood and could compete with the trolls' strong physique and self-healing ability.

Almost all the others needed more than a dozen people to gather together to deal with a troll.

Braum looked up and scanned the battlefield.

He found that more than a dozen people had been killed and wounded in the short time he had just fought with the trolls.

At this moment, except for the six trolls he defeated, no other trolls fell on the field.

If this situation continues, by the time he has dealt with all the trolls, most of the Snowthorn tribe will be killed or injured.

Just when Braum was full of worry, he suddenly saw two strange figures coming towards him in the distance.

The leader was a beautiful silver-haired woman.

He could confirm that the other party was a powerful ice warrior with just one glance.

The white hair was the symbol of being eroded by the power of the true ice.

The woman held a crystal longbow, and each arrow shot was accompanied by a troll's scream.

"What a powerful woman, who is that person?"

Bron had doubts in his heart, but he knew that this was not the opportunity to get to know the other party.

He called on people to retreat behind him, and then resolutely rushed to the center of the troll camp.

There was a troll nearly five meters tall standing there.

It was more powerful than all the trolls, and it was holding a huge axe mixed with true ice in its hand.

There were many trolls supporting it.

Obviously, this troll has an extraordinary status, perhaps the king of this group of trolls.

...

On the other side, Ashe and Aidil immediately found a large number of trolls after arriving at the village in front of them.

Without any hesitation, the two of them just discussed it and immediately took action to rescue.

After placing the tribesmen behind them in a safe snow forest.

The two rushed to the village below together.

"Aidil, don't rush too far forward, try to keep a distance of five meters from me."

On the way, Ashe instructed Aidil on the side.

Aidil nodded with some emotion.

"I know, Ashe."

A troll wandering on the edge searching for lone people noticed the two.

It roared with excitement, its eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light.

But before it could rush forward excitedly, an ice-blue crystal arrow shot its head with a whiz.

Puff!

The power of the True Ice burst out, instantly freezing half of the troll's face in front of it.

But this is not over yet, followed by a bone spear with a sharp tip piercing its throat.

The bone spear was glowing with green light, and there was a tendon rope more than ten meters long connected to the back end.

The green light shone into the troll's throat, greedily absorbing its vitality.

Then the light flowed, gathering along the tendon rope to the young man's hand at the other end.

Aidil gently pulled the tendon rope in his hand.

With a puff, the troll who was a body taller than him fell to the ground.

"The vitality of the troll is really tenacious!"

Feeling the huge life energy that suddenly appeared in his body, Aidil's face was happy, and he couldn't help but sighed.

He turned his eyes to the dozens of trolls not far away, and couldn't help smacking his lips.

"With so many, it should be enough for me to reach elite strength."

"Don't be stunned, Aidil. Every time we move faster, we can reduce one sacrifice."

Ashe reminded beside him, and then grabbed his hand, motioning him to follow.

At this time, it is safest for the two of them to hold together. Once they are alone, casualties are likely to occur.

Ashe is not at ease with Aidil acting alone.

Afterwards, the two killed several trolls in a row according to the previous routine.

And they also came from the edge of the battlefield to the area close to the center.

Aidil's eyes were also attracted by a figure in the center of the battlefield.

'Is that Braum? '

The other party's iconic bald head and thick beard, as well as the strong physique like a bear, and the sheep-head shield made Aidil immediately recognize the other party's identity.

[Bron]

[Strength Assessment: Extraordinary]

[Favorability: 53]

[A powerful ice warrior with a strong physique that is not afraid of the cold, is a good guy in Freljord. He regards every Freljord person as his own family. He has a 50-point favorability for Freljord people and is a warm and friendly big brother. You can always trust Braum! ]

'With 50 points of favorability? So powerful? '

Aidil sighed while looking at Braum in the distanceBraum.

At the same time, he also noticed that Braum seemed to be approaching the largest troll in the center of the battlefield, holding a True Ice weapon.

"Ashe, the big guy over there should be the leader of these trolls. If we go over and deal with it, these trolls should be defeated and flee on their own."

After hearing what Aidil said, Ashe also turned his attention over there.

"Okay, let's go deal with the troll king first."

Without hesitation, Ashe immediately made a decision.

She held Avarosa's holy bow in her hand, and with a flick of her finger, several ice arrows flew out.

The trolls who blocked the way were hit by arrows, and half of their bodies were frozen in an instant.

Although they have strong physiques, their huge bodies are like targets, and their intelligence is generally low, so they can hardly avoid Ashe's arrows.

Although being half frozen by the power of the True Ice would not kill them, it was enough to make them almost paralyzed, and their mobility was greatly restricted.

Aidil looked at the group of meat targets in front of him with a happy face, picked up his bone spear and rushed forward.

Taking advantage of the trolls' limited movement, he easily avoided their struggles and counterattacks.

Then he ruthlessly inserted the bone blade in his hand into their vital points, greedily absorbing the vigorous vitality in their bodies.

[Aidil]

[Strength: Elite]

[Your strength is no longer in the category of cannon fodder, and you have a little power to protect yourself. Even in the most powerful tribe, you are enough to be a small leader]

Feeling the improvement of his own strength, Aidil was excited.

He grabbed the dead troll corpse in front of him and threw it away.

The troll corpse weighing thousands of pounds was easily thrown several meters away by him.

The passionate fighting spirit made Aidil eager to find an opponent to test the waters.

He looked at the central battlefield in front of him.

Braum was already fighting with the troll leader.

Behind him were fallen troll ice sculptures.

"Bron, I'll help you."

Aidil shouted and rushed into the battlefield between Braum and the troll leader.

At this moment, the troll leader was holding the True Ice Axe and slashing at Braum's shield.

Although the shield was indestructible, Braum was still pressed under the shield by a huge force.

Good opportunity!

Aidil said secretly when he saw this.

He seized the opportunity and took advantage of the moment when the troll leader was stiff after attacking Braum, raised the bone spear in his hand and threw it hard.

Puff!

The huge force made the bone spear fly quickly in the air, bringing waves of air waves, and pierced the shoulder of the troll leader.

Roar!

The troll cried out in pain and the force in his hand loosened.

"Little brother, good job."

Bron felt the pressure from above ease, and immediately kicked his lower limbs, using his shield to push the troll leader back repeatedly.

He stepped forward and punched his goat horn shield.

The power of the true ice condensed into an ice crystal goat head and rushed towards the troll leader.

Feeling the familiar power of extreme ice, the troll leader panicked, but still blocked the giant axe in front of him in time.

Bang!

The collision of the power of the true ice caused a roaring ice explosion in the field, and a large piece of ice fog floated in the air, blocking the view of the center of the battlefield.