Chapter 9: Troll Appears

I checked the resources of the base. There is enough gold coins and the wood is still being cut down, which is slowly increasing. Fortunately, it is enough to build the Altar of the Kings.

An Altar of Kings was deployed on the other side of the town hall, with the altar and barracks guarding the town hall on the left and right.

Seeing that there was still some wood left, Xing Bibi gave orders and filled up the barracks' twelve training sequences in one go, including eight infantrymen and four musketeers.

The summoned hero mentioned in the introduction of the Altar of Kings is what Garin is looking forward to very much. He needs someone to lead the combat units of the base, and he also needs high-end combat forces to be stationed in the base.

Just as Garin was looking forward to a bright future, Omar came over in a hurry and said, "Your Highness, we found a group of trolls not far to the north."

Garin was shocked when he heard this. The base had just started training combat units and did not have the ability to protect itself. The appearance of the trolls at this time was not good news.

"What's going on?" Garin asked Omar hurriedly. Omar stood in front of Garin and said in a hurry: "A mog who went hunting with Varokal just now came back to report that they found a troll hunting team in the mountains in the north. There are about twenty trolls."

A hunting team of twenty trolls. Fortunately, as long as it is not a large-scale troll army, I can always find a way to destroy them.

Quickly gathering several soldiers in the camp, Garin and Omar followed Mog, who had returned with the news, and quickly headed for the woods where Varokal was hiding.

As they approached the woods, another soldier following Varokar emerged from a bush and led them closer to Varokar's position.

This was a small hillside in the shade, at the edge of the woods. Jialin carefully hid himself, walked slowly to Varokal's side, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on with the trolls?"

"Your Highness, right in front of us, there are a total of twenty trolls. They arrived at this area about an hour ago. A small number of trolls are setting up camp, and some are looking for water at the foot of the mountain." Varokal leaned close to Garin's ear and whispered the information he had discovered.

Garin crouched and looked in the direction that Varokal pointed. It was an open space by the river, about 300 meters away from them. The trolls in the camp were busy, and several tents had been set up. There were four baggage carts outside the camp, two highland horses pulling the carts, and several velociraptors on the wooden stakes. The body shape of the deadwood trolls was not suitable for using highland horses as a means of transportation, so most of them would tame velociraptors, and the highland horses were only used as animal power.

"Do you know why they come here?" Garin was more worried that there would be large-scale troll activities and that they would discover the existence of the base in advance, which would be dangerous.

"This group of trolls is hunting and collecting food and leather just like us. I used my dwarf telescope to see that their baggage includes velociraptor cubs and new velociraptor skins made from simple nitrate. They should be one of the hunting teams from Deadwood Village. This is not the best hunting season, and the trolls will not send out a large number of hunting teams to store food for the winter. However, the trolls of the Deadwood Clan also have a village gathering point in the Hinterlands, and they will also hunt leather for trading."

This means that there may be more than one group of trolls entering this area, but Garin knows that most hunting teams will limit themselves to a certain area and will not enter the hunting areas of other teams.

These trolls were also careless and did not send out scouts to search the nearby situation, otherwise it would have been difficult for Garin and his team to observe the troll camp at such a close distance.

However, since Stromgarde abandoned the mines in the southeast, the army's defense line is still far to the north, and human caravans only operate on the main road west of the river. Garin and his party also crossed the river from the direction of the Sardor Bridge. There were no signs of their activities in the north, so the trolls did not conduct any exploration.

This is an opportunity. The enemy is in the open and we are in the dark. Damn it.

Garin decided to take on this wave of trolls, so he asked the experienced Valokar: "Val, how strong is this group of trolls? Can we wipe them out?"

Varokar glanced at his own prince and knew that he was a rational and opinionated man. The prince must have made a decision when he said this.

Varokal thought for a moment and said to Garin, "Your Highness, this group of trolls is only slightly stronger than our ordinary caravans. Among the twenty trolls, there are eight handymen, twelve fully equipped, and a troll witch doctor."

Garin closed his eyes and called up the map in his mind. The distance was too far for the base to scan, and he didn't come here, so he didn't have a view of the troll camp. He carefully explored the troll camp, counted it, and said, "There are currently eight troll civilians in the camp, two third-level troll headhunters, two fourth-level axe throwers, and a seventh-level witch doctor. The witch doctor should be their leader."

Omar looked at Garin in surprise, not understanding how his own prince knew so much about the strength of the troll camp, but he continued, "Your Highness, the axe throwers are the front-line combat units of the Deadwood Clan. They are good at using one-handed axes and will use flying axes to attack after they are at a distance. The headhunters can throw spears for long-range attacks, but their combat capabilities are greatly reduced when they get close. If we sneak up on their camp at night and launch a surprise attack, with two senior warriors like me and Varokal, we have a great chance of winning. The only thing we have to be wary of is the witch doctor. The trolls' voodoo spells are very strange and need special attention."

Garin saw Omar's puzzlement. He was a person who was using the map, so how could he say that? After listening to the opinions of his two guards, he had a rough idea in his mind. Although the trolls had more people than them, they only had twelve fighters. Omar, Varokal and himself were high-level warriors, and the five guards were also elite, all fifth-level elites, and their overall strength was higher than that of the trolls.

"Then we will wait until dark to launch a surprise attack and steal their camp. When the time comes, leave the witch doctor to me, and you two will lead five guards to help me stop the other trolls."

"No, Your Highness." After hearing Garin's plan, Omar and Varokal immediately spoke out to stop him. Omar then advised, "The witch doctor's strength looks quite strong. As a spellcasting profession in the troll tribe, they have various abilities that are very difficult and strange. Your Highness, you have no experience fighting trolls, so why don't you let me deal with the witch doctor, and you and Varokal can quickly clean up the other trolls and come to help me."

"That's fine too. You hold the witch doctor back while Varokal and I take care of the other soldiers as soon as possible."

Garin was also suddenly interested and curious about the profession of witch doctors. He had heard that they could communicate with the power of elements to attack and use voodoo spells to heal the wounded. He wanted to get up close and see their abilities.

But he would not put his life behind him. Such things are not advisable. He should listen to the advice when necessary. Omar is the strongest among their group, so it is appropriate for him to fight against the troll witch doctor.

Everyone decided to launch a surprise attack under the cover of darkness. After a few people made a plan, they began to gather their strength and prepare for the night action.