Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 19 News of the Great Rally

The Zandalari tribe, after officially clarifying the name of their own tribe, all the people in this tribe seem to be more energetic. With the population of the tribe rising to 400, the original village can no longer meet the needs of such a large population. During this time, Dasa has been holding various meetings.

"Lana! If we don't have enough manpower to cut wood now, then we can just use the materials of the wall. Now that our tribe has Rezan and Gani, we don't need this high wall anymore. "

Dasa was in a meeting again today, and he took Lana and two troll artisans in charge of the construction of the tribe to discuss the future construction plan of the village.

The once chaotic and random villages were built neatly after Dasa intervened.

The style of the village is also round inside and square outside. This time the expansion is still the same, and they will continue this style of village style.

"However, if we can't cut down the trees outside those villages, we won't be able to expand outward."

Lana spread her hands helplessly, pointing to a wasteland marked as a forest on the map.

"I know, if the transport team says they are short of manpower, let those Deinonychus assist them, and those little beasts can also work. In addition, you can go to the smelting field to get two newly minted copper The ax can speed up your land reclamation speed."

Daza looked up at Lana as he spoke, to see if she had anything else to ask.

"Understood, chief. I'll communicate with the transport team. You two should go to the smelting field to get the ax first."

After Lana said that she had nothing to report to Dasa, she got up and left here.

The two troll artisans behind her also left with Lana. Now there is no idle troll in the whole tribe. Everyone is very busy, and the wind is blowing under their feet.

"Cula, go in."

After Lana walked out of Dasa's wooden house, she saw Kula standing at the door of the wooden house holding a clay tablet, and pointed to the door.

"Yes, sister Lana, you have worked hard."

Kula held the clay tablet and said something to Lana briefly.

"Hey, it's nothing. You go in."

Lana waved her hand and left the wooden house.

Kula walked into Dasa's wooden house with the dried clay board in his arms, and saw Dasa sitting behind a wooden desk looking at the map and meditating.

"Chief, here I come."

Kura waited for a while, Dasa kept looking down at the map, and she still reminded him aloud considering the character of the other party.

"Oh?! You're here. How are you doing? You've learned something from Zul, right?"

Dasa was reminded by Kura to recover from his contemplation, and he looked up at Kura who was holding the clay tablet.

After that meeting, the other party was taken in as an apprentice by Zul. According to what the other party said, she was also a priest recognized by Gani, but she didn't know much about witchcraft and common sense, so she still needed to learn from Zul. a period of time.

Zuer also made a sacrifice to Gani that night, and successfully became the other party's priest.

A witch like Zul was the first in tribal records to serve as priest of two loa.

Dazar gave Zul the difficult task of deciphering the contents and spells of the three totem poles captured from the blood trolls, while developing spells belonging to the Zandalari tribe.

At the same time, in the spare time of researching and developing spells, I got out the common characters of trolls.

As Gani's priest and witch apprentice, Kula will naturally start to participate in this matter.

"I can basically understand and draw those analytic symbols of witchcraft."

Kula said and handed the clay tablet in her hand to Dasa, on which she practiced transcribing the symbols used to analyze the knots of Zul, and Dasa planned to use this symbol for analysis to become the characters of their Zandalari tribe .

"Let me see, you sit down first, we will talk for a while."

Dasa took the clay tablet handed by Kura and looked at it carefully, while beckoning Kura to sit down and rest.

You can't write a few words on a clay tablet, but such a small clay tablet is enough to record the next thing. Compared with the crudeness of knotting notes, the symbols written on the clay tablet are much clearer .

"Your paintings look much better than Zul's symbols. Tell me, how many new symbols have been developed?"

Dasa put down the clay tablet in his hand, looked up at Kura.

"Well, Wu Ta said that he has been busy cracking the three totem poles recently, so the development of new symbols has not been carried out."

When Kura heard Dasa ask this question, she panicked all of a sudden.After all, before coming to Dasa, Zuer told her in advance that Dasa attached great importance to the development of new symbols.

"Hey, okay. I also know that this kind of thing will be in a hurry. By the way, the illusion you used last time in the cave, can you still use it here?"

Daza was not surprised by Kula's answer, he changed the topic to spells.

"Yes, as long as I have the blessing of Ghani, I can cast that illusion. Chief, do you have any tasks for me?"

When Kura heard about the spell, she became less nervous and became eager to try.

"Well, I hope you can use Gani's blessing to truly understand the source of this power and how to cast this spell without Gani's blessing."

Dasa decided that it was too early to tell Kula these things at this time, but he still felt that it was necessary for the spellcasters in the tribe to get in touch with the source of this cosmic power as soon as possible.

The six forces in the universe fight and cooperate with each other to create the bustling world today.

The various powers used by these wilderness demigods on Azeroth are ultimately derived from these six original forces, light, darkness, life, death, arcane, and evil energy.

Therefore, Dasa hopes that these priests in his tribe can become spellcasters in the true sense, rather than priests who rely on the power of wild demigods to act.

Because in that case, their highest upper limit of strength would be the level of the wilderness demigod whose strength was borrowed, and there would be no way to surpass them.

This is not what Dasa wants to see, because in the future, the power of the wild demigods is too weak compared to the enemies of Azeroth.

Such a weak force cannot defend Azeroth!

They need the power close to the source of the original force, and only by using those powers can they keep Azeroth safe again and again.

"However, this is impossible. I am a priest under the crown of Ghani, and everything I perform is derived from the divine arts under the crown of Ghani."

Kula was stunned by Dasa's bold idea, but she never thought that the magical spells she performed could be performed without relying on the loa gods.

"Everything is possible, Kula. Just go and study it carefully, that's all right, you go back first. I'm going out for a walk too, I have to go to the farmland."

Dasa looked at Kura, who looked like such a thing was impossible, smiled, got up and left the desk, he was ready to go for some activities.

It's been sitting all morning, and he feels a little uncomfortable all over his body.

Must go to a good activity.

Kura was also in a daze, and left Dasa's wooden house, and was reawakened by the bright sun after he walked out.

Dasa carried a stone hoe and walked to the edge of the farmland, and saw a large number of troll farmers bending over, stepping on the soil with both feet, carefully planting plants suitable for the dry season.

Potatoes, sweet potatoes, yams, radishes.

Dasa's arrival caught the attention of the troll farmers who were busy farming. They greeted Dasa one after another, and he responded one by one.

When he came to the experimental field he had planned, Dasa carefully inspected the new crops he found in the forest and transplanted here.

Sesame, flax, cotton, sugar cane, sugar beets.

The discovery of these five plants made Dasa ecstatic. Although these crops may not seem to fill the stomachs of the tribe, these crops can greatly improve the quality of life of the tribe.

Looking at these gratifying plants, Dasa laughed from the bottom of his heart.

During this period of time, his pressure was really too great. Every day when he opened his eyes, he was responsible for the food, drink and toilet of [-] people. In such a primitive era, he had to find a way to ensure their safety.

"Chief! Chief! The three-year-old rally! It will be held soon!"

When Dasa was indulging in admiring the crops in his experimental field, a troll hunter happily ran over.

"Big rally? Oh, it turns out that it has been three years since the last rally. However, we don't lack anything at the moment. Is it necessary for us to participate in this rally?"

Daza stood up from the ground, stroked his chin and began to think.

"Chief, this is a big gathering. Once every three years, we can't just miss it."

The troll hunter obviously didn't want to miss this rare event.

"Well, is there enough salt in the tribe? Kikchik."

Dasa looked at the troll hunter playfully.

"Ah, not long ago, the transport team brought back a batch of salt from the salt well area in the northeast. We still have enough salt, uh."

Kikchik lost his original excited expression while talking.

Yep, the all-important tribal necessity of the Great Rally, salt, has been addressed.

Their tribal population is no longer as sparse as in the past, and they naturally don't have to worry about the marriage of the population. In terms of daily necessities, at least they now use pottery in every family.

Eat enough, have a safe house from the wind and rain, and have enough fur to wrap your body around. ,

There is indeed no need to participate in the big rally anymore.

However, he, Kikchik, is still a bachelor!

Among the 300 troll refugees, the female trolls of the right age already had suitable husbands, but he couldn't find a suitable husband, so he could only look forward to this big gathering.

"It seems that you understand, let's do this. Kikchik, I have a task for you. Go and count the trolls in the tribe who have no marriage partners, write them down, and then I will take you to this big meeting That’s it, there’s no need for all members of the tribe to go to the market.”

Dasa smiled and patted the other person on the shoulder, then turned around and went to work on his own farming.

After hearing Dasa's words, Kikchik ran back to the village excitedly, and he promised that he could handle the matter properly.

The news that the big gathering was about to be held also caused quite a stir within the Zandalari tribe, but it was only a wave.

"To be honest, chief. We don't need to attend this big gathering at all. Our own tribe already has all the necessary supplies."

Lana didn't understand why Dasa went to the big gathering when he knew that the tribe had no shortage of supplies.

"This is a rare opportunity for the various tribes in the surrounding area to communicate. It is impossible for our Zandalari tribe to stop here. Don't forget, our world is not safe. Those blood trolls from the northern Nazmir region may They are a constant threat to our very existence. We will not be truly safe until we wipe them out."

Dasa expressed his considerations when facing Lana's question, he will never be satisfied with the existing achievements; Dasa's ambition is by no means satisfied with the Zandalari tribe at the moment.

When Rezan joined his tribe and became the loa god of his tribe, and his tribe was officially named Zandalari, Dasa clearly knew what his identity and mission were.

Unify all the trolls and build a great empire belonging to the trolls!

However, Dasa knew that the chronicles of this world, although not necessarily credible, had some guiding significance.

The Well of Eternity is the treasure he wants to find.

He had a bolder idea, an ambition far more distant than the establishment of the great empire of Zul.

Let all the trolls gather at the Well of Eternity, where they evolve into elves.

"I support the chief's judgment. I will also go to this big rally. This time the big rally will be unusual."

Zuer chose to support his friend's decision. He saw the future of his friend again last night, and the slightly blurred dream of the past seemed so clear last night.

Not only that, he even heard an ethereal and ethereal voice calling them.

yes they are.

Not Zul, not Zul and Dazar, not even just the Zandalari tribe.

But the entire troll family.

Zul doesn't know which loa god this voice is, but since he has such great power, he must not be weaker than Rezan. If the trolls can get his protection, then maybe they can really dominate the world.

Because of that dream, Zuul believed in every judgment of Dasa even more.

"Let's all prepare some materials for trading at the big rally. I remember that the pottery we used for the last trade was very popular. This time, let's prepare more pottery. Let those Deinonychus go together this time. As pack animals, their movements will be easier this time around.

So let's stop here for this meeting, let's leave everyone, let's get ready. "

Dasa finally decided on the tribe's recent work arrangements, and Lana and other Zandalari troll management staff all left the meeting to prepare.

The location of the great gathering is located in the mountains of Zandalar, where legend has it that all the loa gather to rest.

It still takes a lot of time to walk there from their Zandalari tribe.

There is not much time left for Dasa and the others.

　PS: In fact, besides being a Warcraft player, I am also a StarCraft II player. After I got off work last night and heard that Chinese player Li Peinan won the IEM championship, I couldn’t believe it. After all, our national server is gone.His winning this time can be regarded as the end of China StarCraft.It's quite emotional, hmm.

　　Bobby Cordick!I hate you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)