Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 123 The Intruder Character

In any case, Thrall couldn't recall exactly how he appeared in this strange mountain forest.He clearly remembered that he was still sleeping in his "bedroom" before, and even Taresa's blessing to him before going to bed still echoed in his ears.

But then why did he appear in this strange forest when he opened his eyes.

More importantly, this forest is very dangerous.

It's an intuition he's brought with him from years of training as a gladiator.

The forest is so quiet, there are not even the chirping of insects or the roaring of wild animals.It's daytime here now!

"What the hell happened? If I don't go back, Taretha. And Blackmoore! Damn it! What the hell is going on?!"

Thrall simply identified the direction through the sun above his head, and he was about to walk in one direction. No matter where he was now, it was more important to find a human gathering area as soon as possible.

He can now be regarded as "leaving home" without authorization. If Blackmore finds out, he and his sister will have no good fruit to eat.

This is not what he wants to see.

Reckless mountains, lush dense forests.

This is the first time Sal has experienced such a feeling. The bright sun shines on him, making him feel different from the warmth at "home".

The sun doesn't seem to be very strong.

"I've been walking for a whole morning, where is this place?! Hillsbrad Hills won't have such a mountain range. Could it be that this is Silverpine Forest or Elwynn Forest in the Kingdom of Stormwind?"

Sal walked for a whole morning without seeing any human beings, which made him feel scared, which was a kind of fear of unfamiliar environments.

Fortunately, he has found a river, and he is going to go downstream along this river, because those villages are all built along the river.

He could always find a Terran who could show him the way "home".

But the reality surprised him for a while.

"what is that?!"

Sal was walking along the river when he suddenly smelled a stench of corruption. Although his intuition reminded him to stay away from the smelly area, his curiosity drove him to check again.

Then he saw the swarm corpses that almost blocked the river!

The purple-black insect liquid almost polluted the downstream river, and this sight almost made him spit it out.

Sal is not a youngster who has never experienced killing. As a well-known gladiator, he has killed many lives, but he has never seen such a scene.

"I gotta, get out of here. It's not right, it's not right here."

Sal covered his mouth and nose with one hand, turned around and wanted to leave.

But now it seems that I am a bit hungry when I want to leave.

There were rustling sounds from the deep forest all around. It seemed that a large group of animals were approaching. Thrall also stood up his green pointed ears after hearing these sounds. At this time, he had to find a A weapon that can protect itself.

In the pile of bug corpses, Thrall saw the sickled forelimbs of a bugger, which seemed to be able to be used as a pair of weapons.

Although a little lighter.

Just as he got his hands on a pair of weapons, the rustling swarm finally made an appearance.

Aqir Swarm!

Thrall recognized at a glance that these bugs were of the same species as the bug corpse he was currently stepping on, which made his nerves tense.

"I said, I'm just passing by, can you let me go?"

Sal looked at the endless worms in front of him, and swallowed his saliva.

"grumble!"

A bugman didn't intend to communicate with Thrall, and it ordered the beetles around Thrall to pounce on him.

This non-bug creature must die.

Facing the oncoming beetles, Thrall was indeed flustered, but soon he calmed down again, panic would only make him die faster, he had to escape from here.

The sickle-shaped forelimb derived from the bugman killed two or three beetles in a row in Thrall's hands. He fought and retreated, and at the same time drove the group of bugs to move down the river.

On a treetop not far north of here, a troll hunter is watching everything that is happening here with a telescope.

"Captain Munger, the trap was successful, but some accidents happened. The bugs are coming towards us. There is another one, which should be a troll child who is being hunted down by them."

The troll hunter immediately told the leader of the hunter who was taking a nap under the tree what he saw.

"Having a baby?! Well, everyone is up! The bugs are here, already in the trap! We have to act!"

The troll captain named Munger immediately acted after hearing this.

This 12-member guerrilla hunter team quickly maintained a scattered battle formation and headed towards Thrall. The number of bugs chasing Thrall was not many in their opinion, and this time they were more interested in Thrall. your life.

While running and fighting, Thrall's physical strength was quickly consumed, and he couldn't stop, running all the way down the river, Thrall was thinking that maybe he was going to die here.

Died in such a desolate, uninhabited, unknown place.

That's sad enough.

"Phew, I'm sorry, Taresa."

After Thrall killed a beetle that jumped up, he felt that his physical strength was about to be exhausted, and he was even ready to close his eyes and wait for death.

And at this moment, a piercing sound came from behind him, and then he saw two beetles that were trying to pounce on him were nailed to the ground by these two arrows.

Then, more arrows flew across his head, causing huge damage to the densely packed bugs in front of his eyes.

"Tustingoo! Bagg took this child out of here! Others, follow me to destroy this bug!"

Munger jumped out of the bushes with long legs, a shield and a spear in his hand.

The sudden appearance of the twelve troll hunters caused Thrall to be in a state of confusion, even when he was evacuated here by the Bagra holding his wrist, he didn't understand what was going on.

He knew the trolls, not only did he know them, but he also had the lives of several trolls in his hands.

But what happened to these trolls in front of them?

He had never seen a troll dressed in such a special way, not the barbaric feeling he met in the arena, but a special, civilized feeling different from the human race.

When the bugman who was chasing Thrall saw the hunter team led by Munger, he knew that he might have fallen into a trap. Most of his subordinates were injured by the troll's arrows. Fighting them is afraid that they will encounter trouble.

"For Zandalar!"

Munger shouted that the shield in his hand blocked the blow of the worm commander, and the spear ready to go in the other hand immediately pierced through the opponent's slender waist and abdomen.

The bugman's carapace is not as thick as that of a beetle, and one shot is enough to cause it a fatal injury that makes it difficult to move.

The elite troll hunter team quickly killed the group of bugs with the tacit cooperation with each other. It was only after the battle that Munger had time to talk to Thrall who was rescued by them.

"Captain, this kid doesn't seem to understand us, maybe he's not a troll."

Barger looked helplessly at Munger, who failed to communicate with each other.

"Let's take him back to the line of defense first. Our supplies are almost empty. Let the warlords and priests take care of the child's problems."

After Munger found that the communication was not smooth, he directly said that he would not try it, and he was going to throw the question directly to the higher-ups.

Thrall could only follow this group of trolls who were different from his impression in such a daze. After all, this group of trolls didn't look like they could eat people.

Maybe, these trolls may have contacts with those human races.

With such thoughts in mind, Thrall followed Munger's team and left here, heading north.

After walking for three full days, during this period, Sal also fought with Munger's team to fight against the incoming bugs. He also figured out one thing during these three days, that is, these trolls The enemy seems to be these strange bugs.

It was a novelty to him, as he had never known it before, nor had the teachers who taught him it ever said it.

After resting for the last night, Thrall, led by Munger's team, came to this line of defense called Akunda's back.

"Haha! Look dumbfounded! Kid! I also had this expression when I first came here!"

Bug turned his head and saw Thrall's mouth wide open at the Great Wall, and laughed loudly.

Yes, Thrall was indeed stunned.

The most magnificent building he has ever seen is Blackmoore's private castle, but Dunholde Castle is nothing compared to the Akunda's back line of defense built in the mountains up.

The ignorant Thrall was handed over by Munger to an overseer who was in charge of guarding here, and then the overseer took him to meet a priest in a white linen robe and some gold jewelry .

The priest tried to communicate with Thrall, but the result was still not satisfactory.

The reason why it is not ideal is because the two of them have established some general communication methods after all.

That is to say, for some non-conceptual things, Thrall can communicate smoothly with this priest named Kanxi, but some conceptual things are still unclear.

"Your name is Thrall, and your race is an orc? Okay, I understand. Now you are here to learn our language carefully, and I will report your matter to His Majesty."

After communicating with Thrall for a while, Kanxi finally figured out the basic situation of the other party, and now he is going to report this alien visitor to Zulga City.

After all, Dasa has an order that all matters involving alien races must be reported to him. The current trolls must unite all forces that can be united. Only in this way can they survive the current disaster.

When Kanxi left, Thrall looked through the troll language literacy scroll that the other party left him with a bitter face.

He's learning a language from scratch again.

Soon, Kemp's scroll was sent to the Dasa Pyramid by the wind snake riders, and Daza was also reviewing the seemingly endless scrolls of government affairs as usual.

When he saw this scroll, he almost thought he had read it wrong, but he didn't make sure that he was right until he read it a dozen times.

Although the trolls did not have the word orc in their texts, this did not prevent Kanxi from inventing words on the spot. He directly drew the image of Thrall in this scroll.

Compared with the troll's short height, green skin, and hideous face.

With such an appearance, it was difficult for Dasa to recognize the other party's race.

That's right, if the information in this scroll is correct, then an orc named Thrall really appeared in his own era.

Really, what are those bronze dragons doing? !

"Yo, I saw you frowning as soon as I came in. If you get tired of watching these things, go to the front line and chop some bugs together to vent."

When Dasa was distressed, Sario walked in carelessly from outside the main hall. He walked up the steps where the throne was placed without any hesitation, and went straight to the side of the throne.

Although all this was seen by the guards on duty, and they were also very dissatisfied with the troll's disrespect for Dasa, they really couldn't say anything. Nothing much to accuse.

"You said it lightly. How can you stay in the city of Zurga? You are a little annoyed. You told me to stay here before."

Dasa put down the scroll in his hand, raised his head and looked at Sario beside him with a strange expression.

"I'm bored now."

Sario looked at Dasa confidently, and glanced at the orc image painted on the scroll from the corner of his eye, thinking that the paintings of trolls are really crude enough.

"Then you can bear it for a few more days, and then you will report to the Northeast Defense Line. There is a severe shortage of manpower there."

Dasa angrily wrote his opinion on this scroll, rewound it and placed it on the pile of scrolls that had been processed.

"Are you going too?"

Sario continued to ask.

"Go! After dealing with these things, I will go there. I heard that there is a special batch of bugs over there. I have to go and see how special it is."

Dasa was silent for a moment before giving his answer.

"Your Majesty, is there anything urgent you need to do with me?"

Zul walked into the hall while the two trolls were chatting, and he frowned incredulously when he saw Saario standing beside Dasa's throne.

"About the mysterious side, I need to ask you about a guest from afar. Sario, are you interested in this guest?"

Dasa threw the rolled scroll to Zul, then turned to look at Sario.

"I'm not interested, let's chat. I'll go around."

Sario was indeed not interested in the so-called guests, and he left the Dasa Pyramid after speaking.

After he left, Dasa discussed with Zul about Thrall, a guest from afar.

Half a month later, Thrall received the news on Akunda's back that he was allowed to go to the capital of Zulga.

Because of the urgent order of the troll chieftain, Thrall was able to try riding a pterodactyl to the capital, which was also his first experience of flying in the sky.

The Pterodactyl can only take him to Jianjiao Town near Zulga City, where he will take the Direhorn car to the capital.

This day is still an unforgettable day for Thrall in his life.

The moment he saw the city of Zurga, he also thought that he had come to the place where the gods lived.

　PS: Monday is another very busy week.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)