Clank!!
The iron hook scraped across the ground, creating a disturbing noise.
Everyone in the room turned ghostly pale in an instant.
Now that the troll had seen them in full armor...
It would undoubtedly kill them on the spot.
Peering through a gap, Xu Yang watched as the one-eyed troll approached bit by bit, his face terribly pale.
The attack on Bloodthroat was supposed to happen the day after tomorrow.
The troll shouldn't have made a move on them today.
What on earth had happened?
But now was not the time to consider these matters. He drew his iron sword from his waist.
On the other side of the tent, a hole was cut open.
He spoke in a low voice, "You all go first. If he finds us, we fight to kill him."
While speaking, he began to remove the armor he had just put on.
"Oh, oh!" the farmers responded, nodding subconsciously.
The peasants' Loyalty wasn't so low that they would disregard orders from Xu Yang, even in the face of danger.
"Go, quick." Xu Yang urged again.