Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 35 Manco's Enlightenment

All the trolls of the Echo Tribe heard from Dasa that the blood trolls had started chasing them under the leadership of a blood mistress, but no one had the courage to stand up and propose to resist those blood trolls. In the end, it was up to Dasa to speak out about the devil's proposal.

"If we want to get out of Nazmir alive and return to the mountains of Zandalar, we must first defeat these blood trolls who dare to hunt us down! Now, the hand that used to be a hunter!"

Daza took the lead and raised his hand as he spoke.

None of the trolls of the Echo Tribe raised their hands in front of them. They all lowered their heads and started making quail.

"I!"

Seeing that no one raised her hand to respond to Dasa, Clara felt a sense of shame in her heart. Is this tribe of hers really a bunch of trash like Manco said? !
"Put your hands down! Do you know what it means to do this?!"

Manco looked at Clara who raised his hand, he struggled to stand up from the ground, trying to pull Clara's hand down.

"I don't care what that means, I just don't bother to be a coward!"

Clara's voice was loud, and her remarks also aroused disgust from the other trolls around, as if she had been humiliated.

"What?! Did my mother say something wrong?! You! You! And you! Which one of you is not a hunter?! Why are you all cowards when the chief needs you at this time?! Huh?! "

Facing the eyes of the surrounding trolls, Clara stared back unwillingly. She even took the initiative to point out a few trolls who used to be hunters.

"That's enough, Clara! You crazy woman, don't trouble me at this time! Daza! Are you trying to organize a rear-guard force?! Then, count me in! The game between the two of us, But it's not over yet!"

Manco looked at the surrounding trolls who were becoming more and more hostile to Clara's eyes, loudly stopped Clara's unfinished words, and at the same time shouted at Dasa.

"Huh? You are, Chief Manco? Wow, did you get bitten by a Devilsaur? How did you get hurt like this?"

Dasa was attracted by the commotion in the crowd, and Manco's voice caught his attention even more.

"Hmph, I was injured by the main team that went to attack the Blood Mistress! I'm not a coward like you, who only dared to hide in the forest and carry out sneak attacks."

Manco was not polite in the face of Dasa's eccentric greeting.

"You'd better watch your words, alien."

Hearing what Manco said, Shirok frowned and walked over.

"Oh, you guys are pretty good at finding dog legs."

Manco sneered, squinted at Shirok, but turned his head in Dasa's direction.

"I don't have the time to continue arguing with you now. I'm afraid you have no way to continue hunting. With this time, you might as well worry about your own life."

Daza reaches out to stop Sherlock who wants to attack Manco.

"You don't need to worry about my life, I know you want to save this group of trolls, but with this group of cowards alone, it's still quite difficult for you to stay alone to stop the group of blood trolls. Coincidentally, I'll stay too, let's continue this unfinished hunting match."

Manco pushed away Clara, who was trying to help him, and walked up to Daza, looking at him seriously.

"I'm also serious, I can't let a wounded person be a blocker. Manco, I know that you have your own pride as the chief of the Claw tribe, but now I am the chief of this tribe!"

Daza narrowed his eyes, he didn't have time to talk nonsense to the other party now.

"That's why I said, small tribes like you who have grown up suddenly and just obtained the protection of Loa, don't understand the help of the Loa gods at all!"

Manco laughed when he heard what Daza said. He tore open the herbal medicine that Clara had applied to the wound, and let his own blood flow out.

"Soft steps, swift and silent.

Quick thinking, sharp claws.

He made people understand honor and awe.

He is Gonk!
Whether attacking or holding on,

The gods will always be with you.

He is Lord of mighty herds,

He is Gonk!
Iron hooves, claws, or dexterous hands,

Travel the ocean, land and sky.The gods stand with us,
He is Gonk! "

Along with Manco's prayer, Gonk's vision appeared in front of him.

"Manco, when you summon me, it means you have lost the hunting game."

Gonk looked at Manco with a slightly disappointed expression.

"No, great lord Gonk. The hunt really begins now."

Manco looked at Gonk and straightened his back.

"Oh, the chief of the Zandalari tribe, so you are here too, so the hunting competition between you has come to an end?"

Gonk turned his head and saw Dasa's figure, and asked.

"The specific situation, let me talk to you after we escaped. The situation is urgent now. Chief Manco needs treatment, and he insists on continuing to fight. Moreover, he did not lie. The real hunting competition will only begin now. Woolen cloth."

Daza greeted Gonk and briefly explained the current situation.

"Treatment? I see."

Gonk carefully checked Manco's injury and took a breath.

Dasa saw an emerald green light covering Manco's body with the wind blown by Gonk, the curse from the blood god Hakkar on his body was dispelled, and the wound was quickly illuminated by the emerald green power. recovered.

Is this rejuvenation?

No, it should only be regarded as a more advanced use of life energy involving natural magic.

Dasa squinted his eyes at the scene in front of him.

"Gonker! Why are you here!"

Sirik's phantom appeared here, and he appeared because he sensed the breath of Gonk.

"Yo, isn't this Sirik? I thought you were dead. Unexpectedly, you actually hid here."

Gonk was very surprised when he saw Sirik, he never expected to see Sirik here.

"Hmph, is this the mortal you sheltered? It's really vulnerable. Look at the mortal I sheltered."

Sirik pointed to Daza as he spoke.

"Huh? Isn't this kid being taken care of by Rezan and Gani? Why did you also fall in love with him?"

Gonk looked at Daza, then at Sirik.

"Huh?! Kid, do you know Rezan and Gani?!"

When Sirik heard Gonk say this, he wrinkled his face and bared his fangs.

"Rezan saved my life twice, Ghani, he entrusted me with a group of troll refugees he rescued, and joined my tribe with them, just like Sirik's situation. I said You two, the blood troll's spear is already on our noses, so there's no time for us to chat."

Dasa doesn't have time to chat with the two loa gods now, he has to find a way to deal with the coming blood troll pursuers.

After hearing what Dasa said, Gonk and Sirik looked at each other and prepared to continue talking in another place, so the illusions of both of them dissipated.

Manco's injury also fully recovered while the two Loa were chatting. He moved the injured part of his body and looked at Dasa after confirming that there was no problem. His eyes were obvious.

It's time to get started.

"Let me be honest, if there are only two interceptors this time, they will not be able to stop the blood trolls who are chasing after them. If you really want to survive, leave Nazmir alive and return to Zandalar. Take courage! There is no savior in this world! Only you can save your life!

I say it again, whoever was a hunter, raise your hand! "

Daza gave Manco a calm look, jumped onto a nearby large raised rock, and spoke loudly to the trolls of the Echo Tribe below.

Because of the appearance of Gonk and Sirik just now, these trolls all had the idea of ​​asking these two loa gods to take them out of this dangerous situation, but these two loa didn't notice the rest of them at all , but disappeared after saying a few words to Dasa.

When the figures of the two loa disappeared, all of them fell into despair, and some trolls even thought that they should not come to this rendezvous now.

"I'm coming! I want to join the blocking force!"

Clara once again responded to Dasa's call and raised her hand positively.

Manco looked at each other dissatisfied.

"I said, you, my mother has taken a fancy to it, where do I go, where do you go, don't try to get rid of me!"

Clara stared back at Manco's gaze.

Seeing the eye contact between the two trolls, Dasa couldn't help feeling envious.

Manco is really lucky, he was injured and was rescued by his sister; he fought until he was exhausted and passed out, only a middle-aged troll.

Sure enough, this guy is the protagonist.

"I, I will participate!"

"I'm participating too!"

Maybe it was inspired by Clara, or maybe it really felt the threat to life from the blood troll.Other trolls in the Echo Tribe began to have a new batch of hunter candidates.

"Very good! Those who voluntarily stay and stop now, come to my place to gather! Those who don't want to participate, can retreat!"

Daza was distracted by the second batch of trolls who responded to him, and began to think about how to organize these trolls to carry out the ensuing blocking battle.

In fact, in the entire Echo Tribe, there are no trolls with poor health.Because trolls with poor health cannot survive in the forest of Nazmir, there are far fewer things to consider in organizing the evacuation of such a group of people.

In the end, only 21 troll hunters from the Echo Tribe joined the blocking force that Dasa wanted to organize.

"Oh, what a bunch of cowards!"

Manco crossed his arms and looked at the scene in front of him, sneering again and again; he looked down on these Echo Tribe trolls who didn't have the courage to stand up from the bottom of his heart.

"You're right, but we, the Echo Tribe, aren't all cowards."

Clara glanced at the trolls who were huddled behind, and then looked at the trolls who stood up and participated in the blocking battle.

"There are only 21 people, um, it's okay, so many people are enough. Shirok! Take this armor and this map. You lead them to evacuate, we will buy time for your retreat here."

As Dasa spoke, he took off the armor on his body, and handed over the map of Nazmir he had drawn to Sherlock beside him.

"Chief! I want you to fight till the end."

Shirok didn't want to take this job, he knew what Dasa wanted to do.

"Get out, what's the use of you blind man? Staying here will only get in the way. If you really want to save me, then take these things and the clansmen and evacuate from the Nazmir area, cross the shallow part of the big river, Go there into the plains before the mountains of Zandalar and find the Horn Horde! They know what to do!"

Daza shoved the armor and the map into Sherlock's arms with great bluntness, and then he began to concentrate on arranging those Echo Tribe troll hunters who took the initiative to participate in the blocking battle to prepare for the blocking battle.

"The chief...yes! You cowards! Don't just stay here! Follow me and run for your life!"

Sherlock's voice was loud, and he was also very angry. Holding these two things, he took the lead and turned around to step on the path back to the Zandalar mountains that Dasa had found out for them.

With Xilock taking the lead, the other trolls of the Echo Tribe followed up one after another. They all knew that staying here was a very dangerous thing, and the right way was to run and get out of here as soon as possible.

As for the remaining trolls, they would only lament their bravery in their hearts, but that's all.

"Don't stand still, go set up traps for hunting large prey, how to do those traps, don't I need to teach you again?
Move, move!We want to fight against those chasing soldiers, not fight them desperately!The lives of those cultists are much cheaper than ours! "

After Dasa simply arranged his blocking tactics, seeing the troll hunters in front of him looked at each other, he clapped his hands to get them to act. At this time, these stunned troll hunters realized what they should do What.

"For a while, follow me, don't try to show off alone."

Manco grabbed Clara, who wanted to go alone, and pulled her to his side regardless of the other party's objections.

"You guys are so emboldened when you recover from your injury?!"

Clara looked up at Manco suspiciously.

"I will let you see the true strength of the chief of my Claw tribe."

Manco whistled while speaking, followed by several roars like the roar of a velociraptor.

When Clara looked at Manco with a strange face, there was movement in the bushes not far away, and she nervously clenched the wooden gun in her hand.

But when the visitor jumped out of the bushes, she finally saw what it was.

A pack of Velociraptors!

"Come on, guys! Let's avenge our lost companions! Hunt the White Walkers to your heart's content! We will fight together!"

While speaking, Manco walked up to a velociraptor who seemed to be the leader of this velociraptor, and said softly.

The velociraptor obviously understood Manco's words, and roared at him in a low voice, then turned its head and roared at the other velociraptors behind it.Then it crouched low and let Manco ride up.

"Come on! Mad woman, let's hunt together!"

Manco rode on the back of the velociraptor and stretched out his hand to Clara.

"Okay, let's hunt those white ghosts together!"

Clara grabbed Manco's arm unceremoniously, turned over and rode up.

A blocking battle is about to start.

　PS: Hey hey hey!Did not expect it!There is another surprise!It's been three times today, so I want more tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)