Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 119 The Insects Attack the Forest

Amani struggled to open his eyes from his "baby-like" sleep, and the golden sunlight from the setting sun outside the open window shone through the window into the house, bringing light to the room.

"How are you feeling? Amani Warchief? Are you still conscious?"

After seeing him open his eyes, a white-robed priestess who was guarding him rushed to him and asked.

"Uh, my head hurts. But it should be fine."

Amani wanted to sit up from this wooden bed, but felt that all the muscles in his body were aching, and the ribs on both sides were also aching.

What happened before I fell into a coma?

Oh, right.I sent a "friendly match" to the king.

He was completely defeated by the opponent, even if he prayed for the blessing of the strength of the Amaniloans, he was still not the opponent of that monster.

In the end, I seemed to be hugged by him and fell to the ground.

"That's good, you have a good rest, I'll get you some water."

The white-robed priestess left the room after speaking, and the room was once again quiet.

Amani closed her eyes and meditated, recalling everything that happened to her this morning.

After visiting the entire city of Zurga, Amani deeply felt the gap in the comprehensive strength of the two sides. From population to productivity, the kingdom crushed the tribal alliance in all aspects.

In terms of the number of loa gods, the Amani Tribal Alliance is far inferior to the Zandalari Kingdom. Amani himself wants to know where the Zandalari trolls have sought the shelter of so many loa gods.

The changes in the demeanor of the members of the entourage also attracted Amani's great attention. He could feel that the trolls behind him had longed for everything in the kingdom. If he couldn't do something, he would prove his reliability to them. if.

The annexation of the Amani Tribal Federation by the Zandalari Kingdom is a certainty.

That's why he challenged the Zandalari king that afternoon, but judging from the results, he lost completely.

"Alas~ The future of the tribe is ruined in my hands."

Amani felt the pain all over his body, and looked at the wooden ceiling with a long sigh.

In the Dasa Pyramid, Dasa was handling government affairs as usual, and the personal duel with Amani in the morning was just a routine exercise for him.

This kind of exercise can help him move the muscles that have become a little sore from long hours of desk work.

"Your Majesty, that Amani has awakened."

Nuo Si came out from behind the curtain of the side hall and reported to Dasa respectfully.

"I see. I didn't hit him hard when I hit him. Is he healthy?"

Dasa raised his head from the desk and looked at her.

"There is nothing wrong, Your Majesty. Even if there is, the High Priest can completely cure him."

North looked up at Dasa.

"That's right. Now that he's awake, it's time for me to go see him, and that guy should make a decision."

Dasa said that after reviewing the scroll in his hand, he stood up from the throne and walked towards the outside of the hall.

But before he walked out of the main hall, he saw a guard running up from the bottom of the pyramid in a hurry, and after seeing Daza, he respectfully handed him the urgent report.

"Your Majesty, an urgent report from the north. The forest of the Amani trolls has already encountered a full-scale attack by the bugs, and their edge defense line has been completely lost."

"when did it happen?"

After Dasa took the scroll, he immediately opened it to check, his expression became serious.

"About ten days ago, the Wind Snake Riders and the Pterodactyl Dragoons from the border sent it over at the fastest speed."

The guard answered while panting.

"I see, you go to rest. Tell the Zanchuli Council, all emergency military situations, come to the meeting hall!"

Daza waved his hand to signal the guard to take a rest, and asked Noth to summon the Zanchuli councilors to the meeting hall.

From the king's urgent convening, the councilors rushed to the meeting hall as quickly as possible, where they held another military deployment meeting urgently.

"Does the Amani Mission know about this news?"

After discussing the relevant combat deployment, Dasa suddenly remembered whether Amani knew about this matter.

"I definitely don't know. It would take a long time to walk from the Amani tribal alliance to the kingdom. It may still be on the way now."

Lana had been to the territory of the Amani tribal alliance, and she knew very well the distance from there to Zulga City.

"Since that's the case, then tell him in advance, just use this news to let him make a choice as soon as possible."

Dasa nodded after hearing this, and he was going to meet the great chief he had defeated in person.

The military deployment has been completed, and the fifth, sixth, and tenth legions of the Zandalari tribe are preparing to go to the front line of the Amani Forest in the northeast.

Zul will go to the Loa Pyramid, where he will discuss with the Loa how to deal with the next war.

Daza personally came to the hotel where Amani was settled.

"Yo, it seems that you are recovering well."

Dasa didn't knock on the door, but pushed the door and walked into the room, and saw Amani standing by the window watching the dusk scene of Zurga City.

"Dasa, do you want me to choose to join you this time?"

Amani guessed the purpose of Dasa's visit.

"Part of it, and another news about your tribal alliance."

Dasa said and threw the scroll to Amani, regardless of whether he could understand the text of the Zandalari Kingdom.

"What's written on it?"

Amani really couldn't understand it, or he could only see part of it.

"Bugs have attacked your tribal alliance aggressively, and your southeast forest border has been completely occupied by bugs."

Daza leaned against the wall with his arms folded, casually looking at Amani who was holding the scroll.

"What did you say!"

Amani was completely anxious after hearing this.

"So, make your choice, Amani. The kingdom of Zandalar is the common land of all trolls, whether you admit it or not."

Dasa raised his drooping eyelids and looked at the other party.

Amani was silent. He wanted to go back to his tribe very much now. His tribe was suffering from a large-scale invasion of bugs, and he was still here playing a game of thrones with the guys from the Zandalari kingdom.

Such a choice was difficult. He didn't know how to treat him and the tribesmen under his command once the Zandalari Kingdom annexed their Amani tribal alliance.

"I."

Amani's heart was bleeding.

"Are you unwilling to give up the rights in your hands? Or are you worried that the future of the kingdom will treat you as outsiders?"

The reflection from Dasa's eyes frightened the hesitant Amani, and he also walked up to Amani, looking down at him with his head down.

"Of course I'm worried that you are just using my people!"

Amani raised his head and looked at Dasa. Now that the matter has been discussed, he has nothing to keep. He is more worried about his own people than he is greedy for the power of the great chief in his hands. .

"Really? Then, by the gods of the Loa, I, Dasa, swear. If the Amani trolls join the kingdom, I will treat them as my own people, without any prejudice. How, so , can you rest assured?"

When Dasa was speaking, the phantoms of Zandaradoroa flashed behind him one by one.

The last scruples in Amani's heart disappeared with Daza's oath, and he had made his decision.

The Amani Tribal Confederation joins the Kingdom of Zandalari.

"Wise choice, Senator Amani."

Zul walked into the door at this time, and he also heard the conversation between Amani and Dasa just now.

"The High Priest."

Different from the somewhat dissatisfied attitude towards Dasa, Amani treated Zul very respectfully.

"Our three aid corps are about to set off to support the Amani Forest. I wonder if you would like to go with the Amani Senator?"

Zul looked at Amani calmly.

"Of course, my people are still waiting for me to go back!"

Amani said without hesitation after listening.

"Okay, then I will leave the battle situation over there to you. If there is an emergency, you can ask the priests to report back, and I will go to support."

Because Dasa wanted to sit in the kingdom, even if he wanted to go to the front line in person, he knew that now was not the time.

"Well, then, High Priest, Your Majesty. I am going."

Amani's physical condition has been cured by the Zandalari priests, and he is ready to participate in the battle at any time.

Amani took the envoys he brought to the arsenal of the military zone, where they changed into the excellent equipment produced by the Zandalari workshop, and then set foot on the battlefield with the support troops who went to Amani for reinforcements. Journey home.

There is no cloud in the sky tonight, the stars are with Ms. Bai, and the blue child is also sticking out half of his head tonight.

"You said, can we win this war?"

Zul stood beside Dasa.

"We can win, we have no reason to lose, old man."

Dasa crossed his arms and stood on the top of the pyramid overlooking the brightly lit city of Zurga below.

Each beam of fire represents an expeditionary soldier. Countless torches gather together to form a long flame dragon, and the light of each fire is like the starlight in the sky, sprinkled on this dark land.

"The Loa told me that we might lose this war."

Zul hesitated for a moment, but told Dasa the news from the Loamen.

"As I said earlier, we can only listen to the words of the demigods of the wilderness. We still have to make our own judgments. Who thinks we will lose?"

Hearing this, Dasa just chuckled and looked up at the sea of ​​stars in the sky.

"All Loa, including His Majesty Lezan."

Zul looked very bad.

"It seems that the swarms on the front line have put them under a lot of pressure."

Dasa believed that both the northern and southern fronts were visible to the Zandalari loa.

After hearing Dasa's words, Zul didn't say anything more.

The Amani tribal alliance located in the hilly forest to the northeast of the Zandalari Kingdom is now in a desperate situation, no matter which tribe the troll hunter is, whether it is male or female.

As long as the hunters have participated in this war that makes all trolls feel desperate.

Under the neglect of the Amani trolls, the Yaqir who were originally just small-scale harassment completed the assembly of the army and the excavation of the insect passage. With the subsidence of the ground, countless army of purple-black beetles crawled out of the big pit. The extremely fast speed devours all living things they can see.

The Amani trolls were caught off guard by the sneak attack of the bugs. Although they had prepared to deal with the bugs that might invade the forest before, they still underestimated the strength of the bugs.

Such an overwhelming swarm of insects easily defeated the weak line of defense organized by the Amani hunters, sweeping everything along the line like a tsunami.

Many small and medium-sized tribes who thought they were in the rear sent their hunters to participate in the defensive battle on the front line, causing their tribes to have no defense force at all, and they were overwhelmed by the sea of ​​insects.

In order to delay the attack of the swarm, some tribes had to ignite the forests they depended on for survival, and the forests burned into a sea of ​​​​flames.

But it was precisely because of this decision that the originally overwhelming insect swarm slowed down and bought enough time for the reinforcements from the Zandalari Kingdom.

This forest fire eventually caused an unprecedented heavy rainstorm in the Amani Forest. The monstrous flames were also extinguished under this heavy rainstorm, leaving only wisps of smoke rising from the former fire scene.

"Let the other guys retreat to the southwest, let them all enter the territory of the Zandalari Kingdom!"

After Amani returned to his former homeland, he felt very uncomfortable and angry when he saw the wisps of smoke still rising from the rain.

Those bugs ruined everything, and they must pay for it!
The guys who command these bugs must also pay the price!

Fragmented tribes, a scorched home.

The Amani trolls have lost everything at this moment, and now there is only one faith left for them.

That is revenge!
Vengeance to the swarm, to Kisix who commanded the swarm, to the Old Gods who created these monsters!

"The evacuation is already in progress, Amani, I know you are angry now, but I have to say you have to stay calm."

As the head of the Fifth Legion, Yaval looked at Amani's red eyes, and he understood Amani's mood very well.

"You don't need to remind me! I know what to do. Give me the agreed supplies, and I'm going to recruit and form my army."

Amani responded to Yaval rudely, and after he finished speaking, he led the guards who had the same ashen face as him to the Amani trolls who were at a loss in an open field.

The Amani Revenge Legion was established, and they will also become an important legion of the entire northern defense line.

The Kingdom of Zandalari completed the unification of all trolls in Azeroth, and the battle between trolls and bugs officially kicked off.

An extremely long tug-of-war officially began.

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