Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 148 The Reorganized Line of Defense

When Dasa walked out of the light beam of the teleportation spell, he looked at the swarm of insects not far away and found that his previous judgment on the situation of the Zandalari Empire was a bit too optimistic, and the generals of the War Council were also too optimistic about the current war. Optimistic, especially now that the Zandalari Empire's front line troops are starting to equip firearms.

A series of gunpowder weapons developed with gunpowder as the core were tested and equipped for production in the north and south defense lines. After observing these weapons produced in the Zanshuli Workshop, Dasa always believed that the trolls could Rely on the excellence of the firearm to launch a counterattack.

But the swarm told him why they were called swarms.

"Your Majesty, where should we go?"

Jaina's timid voice brought Dassana's thoughtful brain back to life.

"Damn it! Why are you following me?!"

Dasa looked at the three oil bottles behind him in astonishment. He never thought that there would be three oil bottles in his action this time.

"It's my own initiative to keep up."

Alsace looked at Dasa with the same confidence as before.

"Me too."

Thrall raised his hand and explained why he came.

Seeing the insect swarm getting closer and closer in the distance, Dasa couldn't say anything more, but just told the three teenagers to protect themselves and follow him closely.

After finishing speaking, Dasa took off the ax hanging from his back, and rushed towards the rushing insect swarm.

At this moment, he was in a very bad mood. He should be happy after solving the dismantling Mythrax who suddenly appeared in Wharton Forest, but because of the death of Gurubashi and Zanza, he couldn't be happy at all. .

Only anger remained, and this anger was directed at himself, at those bugs, and at those ancient gods.

Dasa aimed at the direction of Akunda's back line of defense. He was like a lawn mower running at full power, and all the bugs that tried to approach him were hacked to death by his lawn mower. .

The trio following Dasa only fought a dozen or so sporadically approaching pioneer worms, mainly trying to run to keep up with Dasa's footsteps.

"Is this the power that mortals should have?! It's incredible!"

Thrall looked at Daza who was showing off his might, and once again sighed.

"I think this troll king must have the blessings of other loas, that's why he is so powerful. I think the two of you must feel the impact of the blessings of the loas on us."

Alsace swung his sword and picked up a pioneer worm that was approaching and wanted to pounce on him, and then ran while talking.

Dasa's footsteps were too fast, he somewhat ignored the foot speed of the three teenagers following him.

When he suddenly came back to his senses, he realized that he had lost touch with the trio.

The three teenagers worked together to deal with the sea of ​​insects that surrounded them. The combination of pioneer insects and insect warriors was enough to eliminate them now.

Now that he found out, Dasa naturally wouldn't just watch.

After the ax in his hand rounded and cleared out the group of bugs close to him, he jumped and fell next to the position of the three-person team. Two vanguard bugs were trampled to death by him on the spot, and several besieging bug warriors were dropped by him. The resulting shock wave was shaken out.

"I told you, follow me."

Dasa looked at the three blood-soaked teenagers in front of him with a serious expression.

"We'll try to keep up, but you're running too fast."

Alsace blushed a little, he knew that Dasa turned back this time because they fell behind, and he really became a drag on the other side this time.

Originally, he thought that he could come here to show his skills on the battlefield once.

However, reality is far from imagination.

"Keep up, otherwise, you will die."

Daza drove the road ahead with his back to the three teenagers, his tone was very blunt.

Until now, he has not figured out why these three little guys are here.

There were too many bugs, and when Dasa was attacking along the way, he noticed some troll warriors who were surrounded by the chasing bug swarm because they retreated too slowly.

The arrival of Dasa rescued the troll warriors who were trapped in the sea of ​​insects. They were very excited after seeing Dasa. These young warriors shouted to take back Akunda's back and let the bugs They pay the price.

As the besieged troll warriors were rescued by Daza one after another, the number of teams following him grew larger and larger.

At this moment, the sun was still westward, and the sky was dyed blood red by the sun setting in the west, and on the ground, the blood of trolls and bugs also dyed this place red.

"Your Majesty, the bugs have stopped! They have stopped attacking!"

A young soldier who was rescued by Dasa looked at Dasa excitedly after noticing that the swarm had stopped attacking from the outside.

"I see, we need to hurry up and reorganize the defense."

Dasa looked towards the south, and after nearly a whole day of fighting, he knew that he might not be able to return to Akunda's back in a short time.

He originally wanted to go there to try to regain and hold the line of defense, but after a whole day of fighting, Dasa basically confirmed that the current situation is still an overall disadvantage of the empire.

Facing the current situation, the only option is to continue to defend.

As early as when Akunda's defense line was built, he had already thought about what would happen if this magnificent line of defense fell.

The result is that relying on the Zandalari mountains in the south to establish passes to block and defend layer by layer.

The closest pass to them is called the Eye of Mueh'zala.

It means that all the guys who are targeted by the god of death must die.

Now Dasa is going to take the surviving team there to rebuild the defense line.

Along the built avenue, a group of people finally arrived at the pass when the night sky fell. Judging from the piles of burning insect corpses on both sides of the pass road, this place has also been attacked by insects.

"It's Your Majesty! Your Majesty is coming!"

The troll warriors guarding the pass recognized Dasa, and he immediately excitedly passed the news to the garrison officer in charge of guarding the pass.

"Yo~ good evening. Your Majesty."

Bwonsamdi's vile voice came from behind the city gate.

"You came quite fast."

Dasa looked at Bwonsamdi who was standing at the gate to greet him, smiled and stepped forward.

Seeing this high-ranking priest coming here, he already knew that Zul had already begun to formally promote the fire plan.Although he was very reluctant to start this plan, the reality of the situation no longer allowed him to think too much.

"Hey, our High Priest started the plan as soon as he received the news of the collapse of Akunda's defense line."

Bwonsamdi still had a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't care about all this.

"Is that so? Then let's go into town and talk."

Dasa pointed to the group of soldiers following behind him.

"Oh, of course, of course. Come in, brave warriors."

Hearing what Dasa said, Bwonsamdi immediately stepped aside and let the large army enter the city.

Under Bwonsamdi's arrangement, the soldiers who returned with Dasa and his party were all incorporated into the garrison guarding the Pupil of Muezala, and the new supplies from Zul Daza City were further in place and distributed to the In the hands of every garrison soldier.

In the barracks, Dasa stood beside the bonfire in the camp, looking at the flames in front of him with a somewhat erratic gaze.

"Your Majesty, you haven't rested so late."

Bwonsamdi came here holding a long bronze staff and looked at Dasa's back.

"Didn't you rest too? Regrouping those fighters, thank you, Bwonsamdi."

Daza looked at the old face of the other party, and felt guilty in his heart.

There are almost no old people in the empire, and most of the old people in Bwonsamdi's age have already died in this extremely long war.

This is destined to be a life-and-death war, a war in which surrender is not an option.

"Hey, Your Majesty really cares about his subordinates. What's on your mind?"

Bwonsamdi walked slowly to Dasa's side with a long stick and sat by the campfire by himself.

"Concern? No."

Dasa shook his head, he took a deep breath, smelling the smell of burning firewood, he felt the anxiety in his heart eased.

"Your Majesty, the dead clansmen will have a good life in the underworld. There are no bugs, no wars, only tranquility."

Bwonsamdi watched Dasa tell him about the afterlife.

"Yes, it is a good resting place for the soul. But who can say for sure in the future."

Dasa didn't understand why Bwonsamdi would tell him about this matter, he knew that there was absolutely no existence in the Shadow Realm that could be called heaven.

It is more like the opposite of the world of the living, and it is just a part of the world formed by the six original forces.

"For the future, Your Majesty, have you thought about the plan if we win this war?"

Bwonsamdi moved his stiff neck and looked at Dasa.

"Well, probably go north. Migrate to a large lake in the north, where the clansmen will be of great benefit."

After thinking about it, Dasa still told Bwonsamdi about his plan to move north.

"Oh, the north? I know something about the north from the Loa of Mount Hyjal. They did say something about the great lake, but His Majesty really knows that there is something for us there. How dangerous is it?"

Bwonsamdi shared some information he had learned from the demigods of Mount Hyjal.

"I generally know."

After Dasa finished speaking, he looked at the bonfire in front of him and said nothing more.

Bwonsamdi was also sitting beside Dasa, and his eyes were also looking at the bonfire in front of him. The only sound left in this open space was the sound of the bonfire burning and the rustling of the leaves blown by the breeze.

The next day, early in the morning, Dasa and the three future teenagers took the prepared pterodactyl to the city of Zul Dazar. When they took off, they could see the pass below and the mountains in the distance. The activity of the swarm.

Those bugs filled every valley and valley road overwhelmingly, rushing towards that pass like a torrent, not just one pass, every pass where this area is located has encountered a large-scale attack by the insect swarm .

Looking at Alsace, who was fighting fiercely below, his face also turned pale. Through this rare bird's-eye view, he recognized the strength of the current Yaqi Empire.

He was a little desperate. How could he win against such a large number of enemies?
If you kill one, three will come up again, and if you kill three, there will probably be nine enemies around.You have to keep killing and winning; otherwise, if you are not careful, you will die.

After flying for half a day, the three of them landed at the former Flying Wing Tribe and now the pterodactyl dragoon training ground.

"Your face doesn't look very good, you don't feel dizzy flying, do you?"

Jaina noticed Arthas' pale face.

"It's nothing, Jaina. I'm nothing."

Alsace waved his hand, meaning he was fine.

"You are afraid."

Thrall looked at Alsace abruptly and said.

"Do you want to fight?! Thrall!"

Alsace was a little agitated after being punctured by the other party.

"It seems that I was right. To be honest, I saw so many bugs, and I was also scared."

Thrall didn't care about the threat of a duel from Alsace, anyway, the human youth on the opposite side had never defeated him in a fighting duel.

The physical gap between the two sides is placed here. This is a very objective fact.

"You three, what are you arguing about?"

Dasa heard the three teenagers who suddenly quarreled and asked.

Without waiting for the two human teenagers to cover up, Thrall first confessed to Dasa the reason for their quarrel.

"It's good to be afraid, because we are stronger because we are afraid."

Dasa didn't think there was anything wrong with Alsace showing such fear. After such a long time of contact, it was already difficult for him to stereotype these children as characters in the game.

They are just a group of ordinary teenagers.

"Troll King, are you also afraid of those bugs?"

Arthas listened to Dasa's words in disbelief.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that these bugs will destroy my home, my people, and my world."

Dasa directly admitted his current worries without changing his face.

"However, in addition to being afraid, we must also work hard to become stronger, because fear has the motivation to move forward, and we will no longer be afraid of that thing after becoming stronger."

After Daza finished speaking, he left the pterodactyl perch and went inside to rest.

Only the three future teenagers were left thinking about Dasa's words.

After resting for a few hours, the team set off again, and arrived at the city of Zuldazar on the fifth night after leaving the Eye of Muezhara.

Looking at the brightly lit city at night, Dasa's heart was filled with pride, but at the same time, his shoulders felt a heavier sense of responsibility.

Here is everything he built, and everything related to the safety of this world.

The giant seal must not be lost no matter what, even if it is death, it must be guarded here.

(End of this chapter)