Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 137 Zandalar Empire

The news of the departure of the Loas shocked the entire Zanshu Legislative Council. These high-ranking priests all knew the news that they were going to leave from the mouths of the Loas they served, so even Dasa and Zul wanted to block this News, now there is no way to stop this bad news from spreading among the high-level.

The state of Zandalari high-level executives who learned of this news has become a bit bad recently, especially the establishment ceremony of the empire that is close at hand.

To this end, Dasa and Zurt called an emergency meeting to discuss the issue.

At this meeting, Dasa expressed his attitude towards the departure of the loa. He did not think that the departure of the loa at this moment was a betrayal of the trolls; recognized their growth.

"We can't be like children forever, hiding under the protection of the loa! This bug plague is our troll's coming-of-age ceremony! We can only rely on our own strength to eliminate these raging bugs! We can Prove to the world, to the loa gods who once sheltered us, that we have matured!"

Dasa’s speech won the approval of the members of the Zanshu Legislative Assembly. In this special meeting, in addition to the trolls, there were fox people, snake people and even pygmies in Zanda The leaders of the Kingdom of Ra.

"Is this the temperament of this troll king? I feel that he even surpasses me in this respect, father."

As a witness of this meeting, Alsace sat in a corner of the council hall, watching Daza who was standing in front of the throne and giving a speech.

"The Troll King is a very powerful fellow."

Thrall looked at Daza with some admiration, and applauded for him along with the others around him.

Living independently in this world is a sign of a race and a mature civilization.

Recalling the history of orcs he learned from humans, Thrall found that the race of orcs seemed immature. Although they were very good at fighting in Draenor, being able to fight did not seem to mean maturity.

Because they are very dependent on a kind of power, a so-called power from "God".

That power is not the power of the orcs themselves.

He was thinking, thinking about possible futures for the orcs.

Hearing the thunderous applause from the audience, Dasa stretched out his hand to press down, making the entire council hall quiet again.

"The departure of the Loa is inevitable. Therefore, the only thing we can rely on now is ourselves. As long as we unite, those bugs will never want to wipe us out! And we will eventually launch a counterattack!"

After Dasa finally finished speaking, he began to arrange work related to the establishment ceremony of the empire.

"Everyone, cheer up! Let us look up at the starry sky together! It is far from the end of the world, we must live and live better! For ourselves and for our descendants! Let Zanda Lavang will live forever!"

Zul also stood up to cheer for everyone present after completing the work arrangement in Dasa.

"May Zandalari last forever!"

Listening to the slightly fanatical chorus of the Zandalari Kingdom executives in the conference room, Arthas and Jaina's expressions became a little dignified.

The two of them now believe that this place is in the long past, but they really can't imagine why the troll empire, which looks extremely powerful and imposing now, has declined to the level of chaos in their era.

The trolls here give them the feeling that they are a kind of intelligent race with a unique civilization, not the savages or even beasts of their time.

What happened during this period?
Is it really caused by those bugs?

After the meeting was over, the high-moralized Zanshuli members returned to work with enthusiasm, and their emotions naturally affected their subordinates, and this emotion quickly spread.

In the palace sealed by the giant, Dasa and Zul sat here to discuss plans for the future.

"A rousing speech cannot last long, Your Majesty."

Zuer is very aware of the current dilemma that the palace is facing, and the speech that just ended is just a short-term stimulus.

"We need a real victory, old friend."

Dasa also knew very well what to do in the face of such a bad situation. The people of the palace were eager for a victory, a victory of expanding outward and fighting out.

"Our production capacity for new weapons is not very sufficient, and the workshop is still expanding its production capacity. In addition, there have been some changes in the pygmies who dig special ores. I must tell you."

Zuer suddenly remembered something after mentioning the logistics.

"Special ores? What happened to those pygmies? If those ores are harmful, don't let them dig any more."

When Dasa heard the news, his mood suddenly lifted.

"I don't know whether to say it is good or bad. The offspring of those Pygmies who work and live in the mines recently gave birth to deformed children. Their green skin, ears and nose have become a bit like us. In addition, the heads of these deformed children are a circle larger than the original children."

Zul told Dasa about the pygmies who mined the special ore.

"Goblin?!"

After hearing Zul's description, Dasa suddenly thought of a race that would rule the business world of Azeroth in the future.

"what?"

Zul heard the new word from Dasa again.

"Those deformed children are uniformly trained and educated by the kingdom, and their future will make outstanding contributions to the development of the kingdom's productivity."

Dasa had already guessed that the special ore was probably the Kaya ore.

That other pygmies get a second round of evolution and become goblin ores.

"Your Majesty, you are so merciful. First adopted the deformed children of the Vrykul, and now you are going to adopt these deformed children of the Pygmies."

Zul still didn't understand Dasa's reasons for doing this, but he had no intention of objecting.

Although the loa have left, the knowledge and beliefs they taught to the trolls remain deeply among them.

Protecting the weak is Gani's creed; Zul, as the high priest, will naturally abide by it.

"Don't stop the development of new weapons. Based on those gunpowder and the energy of those explosions, find ways to develop stronger weapons. Bugs are evolving, and our reforms must also be accelerated."

Dasa now expects that short-lived species like goblins can grow up as soon as possible under the education of the kingdom, and give full play to their smart brains and their nature of liking to fry.

In this way, the trolls can use the firearms developed by the goblins to fight back against the bugs.

"I know, are you ready for the founding ceremony of the empire three days later?"

Zul turned the topic back to the matter of the founding ceremony of the empire.

"What else do I need to prepare, don't I just follow the itinerary drawn up by the parliament?"

Dasa really didn't know what else he had to prepare for this matter. The whole set of procedures had been handed over to the Zanshu Legislative Council for discussion and deliberation. He only needed to sign and seal it.

For this kind of thing, he is not very concerned.

"You're the one who's going to be the Empire, Emperor? That's the word. Why are you acting like an irrelevant guy?"

Zuer was speechless about his friend's performance at the moment.

"Because you are all very reliable."

Dasa smiled and looked at Zuer, what he said was true.

"You don't flatter me so much, you just want us to give you a better job!"

Zuer angrily picked up an apple from the table and threw one at Dasa, and then took one and ate it himself.

"Hey, it's all for the kingdom."

Dasa reached out and took the thrown apple, and gnawed it himself.

Three days later, the entire city of Zuldazar was bustling like never before. Travelers from all over the kingdom worked tirelessly to come here just to witness this historic moment.

The future boy trio also wore the celebration costumes given to them by the academy and stayed together in the academy team.

"It's really lively. It feels more lively than the previous Zurga City today."

Arthas sighed as he looked around at the sea of ​​people.

"Of course, today is the day when that king proclaims himself emperor. The only one who can compare with his title is probably the former Emperor Thoradin."

Jaina tugged at the shawl on her shoulders, a silk shawl that could easily slip off if it wasn't fastened properly.

"Is that the status of Emperor Thoradin?! Wow!"

After hearing this analogy, Alsace understood what Dasa's etiquette meant today.

The troll king did seem to be stronger than his father, even though he was just a troll.

"To be honest, I don't like this kind of slippery robe. It's too inconvenient to move around."

Thrall was a little unaccustomed to the silk robe on his body. He felt that it was not as comfortable and convenient as the linen short robe he wore before.

"Of course, today is a celebration day. Naturally, it is impossible for you to wear this kind of clothing to fight."

Arthas was not surprised by this kind of fancy dress for celebrations. On the contrary, he felt that this dress was not worthy of his status as the Crown Prince of Lordaeron.

"This unnecessary waste can only be done by nobles."

Thrall shook his head, he did not agree with Alsace's explanation.

Just when Alsace was still wanting to argue with Thrall, the crowd lined up on both sides of the Kingdom Avenue suddenly became agitated, and the sound of war drums and horns could be heard in the distance.

The Zandalari warriors, wearing elaborately polished armor and holding ornately decorated halberds, walked up the stairs one after another in neat queues.

Behind the samurai group is the military band in the same costumes, and behind them are the members of the Zanshu Legislative Council in splendid attire.

The clothes on their bodies are all embroidered with their own unique logos, such as the Velociraptor, the Direhorn, the Pterodactyl, and the Wind Snake, etc. These logos also represent the Loa they serve.

After the Zanshu Legislative Council team, a group of bearers in red costumes and yellow foreheads were carrying a walking chariot, and sitting on the chariot was Zuer in a high priest's attire.

Zuer was sitting on the walking chariot, looking straight ahead, facing the cheers of the people on both sides of the street, there was no expression on his face, just like a clay idol.

When a Devilsaur in golden armor and Daza in a purple cloak appeared on the stepped platform, the atmosphere at the scene reached its climax.

The king of the Zandalari kingdom, Dasa has arrived.

Behind him is a group of swift dragon cavalry who are also in armor and sharp.

Different from Zul's seriousness and indifference, Dasa was much more enthusiastic. He greeted and waved to the people on both sides very gently.

His actions also made the people on both sides of the street echo him more enthusiastically, causing a little difficulty for the soldiers of the garrison standing on both sides of the street and responsible for maintaining order.

The highest step platform in Zuldazar City is the palace on the top of the giant seal; oh, today this place will be changed to the palace.

All the trolls in the upper Zandalari gathered here, Dasa turned over and jumped off Devilsaur's back, turned around and waved again to the bustling crowd at the bottom of the stairs.

"What an exciting moment, Your Majesty."

The phantom of Muezala appeared beside Dasa, he hooked Dasa's neck with one hand, while looking sideways at the crowd below.

"It also means more responsibility."

Dasa's eyes were not as excited as expected, only a kind of heaviness after bearing a responsibility.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will always be by your side."

Muetzala smiled and looked at Dasa.

"Then, my soul will be handed over to you after death, isn't it?"

Dasa also looked at him with a smile.

"It's part of the deal, isn't it, Your Majesty."

Muezala disappeared after finishing speaking. It is not suitable for him, the god of the underworld, to appear here on this happy day.

After a speech prepared by Dasa to the general public, a formal coronation ceremony began.

Daza himself picked up the slightly exaggerated crown from the white marble platform that symbolized the emperor's identity crown and put it on his head.

Zul also took over from Dasa the precious stick that symbolized the power of the high priest and the prime minister, announcing the birth of the Zandalari Empire.

"I want to be a king like him in the future."

Alsace looked at the vigorous Dasa standing on the high platform, and couldn't help being a little dazed.

"Then you have to work hard, Arthas. Compared with that troll king, you are still far behind, and you are not qualified in terms of individual force alone."

Thrall stood beside Alsace and poured cold water on him.

"Sal! You bastard, I will beat you sooner or later!"

Arthas wrinkled his face when he heard this, and quarreled with the orc kid.

Jaina smiled and comforted the noisy two.

After this grand ceremony, the Kingdom of Zandalari was officially promoted to the Empire.

This war of trolls against bugs is also recorded in history as a war between the Zandalari Empire and the Aqir Empire.

　PS: It's Monday, it's time to go to work.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)