Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 41 The Triumph of Glory

With the arrival of support troops from the Talon Tribe, Zandalari Tribe, and Echo Tribe, this battle has entered the final stage.

"Chief! Here we come!"

Camp rode the velociraptor and led the team into the fierce battle, separating Manco from the battle with the blood trolls.The swift dragoons of the Claw tribe who followed behind him spontaneously entered a state of free attack and launched an offensive against the blood hunters.

"Chief! Hold on! Here we come!"

Kikchiko led the team in a dense formation to penetrate the temporary defense line established by the blood hunters and arrive at Dasa.

Twenty Zandalari hunters surrounded Dasa in the safest central position with a round shield in one hand and a spear in the other.

"I knew you would make it in time."

Dasa sat down on the ground at this moment, raised his head and looked at Zul and Sherlock beside him.

"Hmph, if you dare to play so big next time, I will have to come and collect your corpse! You are the chief of the tribe! You have to think about it for the other members of the tribe!"

While complaining about a series of problems caused by Dasa's impulsiveness, Zul prayed for a golden light to appear in Rezan's hands.

He noticed the dense wounds on his friend's body, the blood was still flowing, he had better treat him as soon as possible.

Sirock carefully helped Daza up from the ground, he didn't want him to just sit on the ground slumped.

The golden holy light enveloped Dasa's body, feeling the healing of the holy light, Dasa felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring.

I have gained great relaxation from the body to the spirit. This feeling is really comfortable.

The last two blood priests who belonged to the settlement of Alania felt that they were surrounded by the enemy, and they felt withdrawn.Originally, they were only chasing Dasa to avenge the dead blood mistress, but they never thought that the situation would develop to this point, but it was already too late to escape at this time.

"Don't let one go, I want them all to keep their heads!"

After receiving treatment from Zul, Daza felt that his condition was getting better again. After rejecting Xilock's support, he pulled out the long sword on his waist and gave a heroic command.

"For Zandalar!"

After listening to Dasa's order, Kikchiko shouted, and took the initiative to take the lead in attacking the blood trolls.

The swift dragoons of the Claw tribe hunted outside, completely cutting off the retreat of these blood trolls.

The two blood priests tried to resist stubbornly, but Zul used an unknown spell to counter their spellcasting ability. This can be said to have truly confirmed the victory of this war.

The settlement of Araniya was completely annihilated and completely removed from the Nazmir Forest.

"Win!"

Manco took the initiative to walk in front of Dasa and looked at the young troll in front of him. When he knew that Dasa had personally killed the blood mistress of the opponent's settlement, he knew that he had lost the hunting competition.

"Yeah, we won. We wiped out the mistress settlement of a blood troll in one go. If their bastards invade the south in the future, the impact will be reduced."

Daza smiled happily, he thought this battle was a hearty victory.

"It's time for us to retreat. The annihilation of a blood troll's mistress settlement is a great event for the entire blood trolls. What's more, you have completely provoked those blood gods, chief. Get out of here and make plans."

Shilock reminded Dasa that the current situation is not very optimistic yet.

"Of course I know, then pack up our trophies, and we will set off immediately to return to the Zandalar Mountains."

Dasa naturally knew that the current Nazmir Forest was still dangerous, especially after he berated the blood god Hakar.

But he didn't regret it, it was just a Haka.

He didn't think much of this Wind Snake Loa.

The hunters from the three tribes gathered into a team at this moment, and quickly evacuated the Nazmir Forest with their respective trophies. With the experience of coming, the speed of the return journey was even faster.

The non-stop rapid march all day and night made everyone exhausted, and the velociraptors of the Claw tribe could not hold on. Fortunately, at this time, they finally walked out of the dense forest of Nazmir and came to this place. The river front that separates the two regions of Zandalar and Nazmir.

The rising sun illuminated the river water at this moment, and the golden sunlight shone on the mountains of Zandalar in the distance, making the mountains even more sacred.

"I'm exhausted, we're finally back here."

Kikchiko clenched the spear in his hands and stood wearily by the river.

Almost all the trolls felt extremely tired, and Dasa was drawing a new map in the morning light.

The rapid march along the way gave him a general idea of ​​the furthest march distance of the hunters in his tribe at one time, which provided an important reference for his future military operation planning to conquer the Nazmir forest area.

"Take a rest and get ready to cross the river. The road is too peaceful. I don't believe that Blood God would be so kind as to let us leave so easily."

As a veteran chief, Manco is still very cautious, especially after Zi Ah knows that Dasa has completely offended the blood god Loa.

"Dasa, eat something."

After settling down the other hunters, Zul came to Dasa with the dry rations he had prepared, and handed him the dry and hard "bread".

Dasa smelled this familiar but slightly unfamiliar noodle fragrance, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Zuer aside.

"Yes, when you went deep into the Nazmir forest, Lana and the others tried to grind the batch of wheat we harvested into flour, and according to your suggestion, the flour was made into something like mud, Then it was baked in a pottery oven.

Everything was great except for being a little hard. "

Zuer also took out a piece of dark oval bread from the dry food bag he carried with him and took a bite.

This unleavened dough doesn't come out much better than a log, but this raw bread is a good start, too.

Fortunately, Dasa's teeth were not bad, and he ate up this kind of hard "bread" like a rock little by little while he was in the water.

After eating a piece of dry food, the hunger subsided a lot. Although he was not completely full, he was no longer hungry.

After resting for a while, the large army set off again. They were going to the shallow part of the river and crossed the river from there.But when crossing the river, a group of wind snakes from the depths of the Nazmir forest suddenly appeared from the sky.

"Everyone! Speed ​​up the river crossing! Hurry up!"

Manco looked at the dense wind snakes in the sky, and he felt his scalp tingling.

"Cross the river faster without throwing weapons! Kikchiko! Tell the clansmen, they are all aimed at me! Let's improve the food tonight! We will eat delicious wind snakes!"

Looking at the dense group of wind snakes in the sky, Dasa took off the big bow hanging on his back. Like him, the twenty hunters from the Zandalari tribe also took off the big bow and prepared to take aim.

Zul started to cross the river under the cover of Sirok and seven Echo tribe hunters, and Dasa led the Zandalari hunters to block the wind snakes coming from the sky.

More than 20 large bows with a length of three meters, the power of the arrows shot is not weaker than the siege ballista on the earth.

The dense rain of arrows flew from the ground to the sky, and those wind snakes were still thinking about swooping down from the sky to wipe out all the mortals who had offended their masters.

But the first wave of these arrows cost them a heavy price. These wind snakes never thought that mortals would have the means to attack them flying in the sky.

This carelessness cost them their lives.

"Crossing cover to cross the river! The hunters after crossing the river provide cover for the companions crossing the river!"

After Dasa shot the third arrow, the hunters of the Talon and Echo Tribes had already crossed the river, and the Zandalari tribe could cross the river safely.

With the number of wind snakes in the sky decreasing, the Zandalari hunters were able to retreat smoothly in two batches.

"Chief, you go first! We will cover you."

Kikchiko shouted at Dasa while bending his bow and nodding his arrow.

"Fart, if you want to go, go first, don't waste time. I can beat you much better than you, get out!"

Daza continued to aim and shoot the arrow without looking back.

Kikchiko knew he couldn't beat Dasa, so he wouldn't waste this rare opportunity, and immediately led ten Zandalari hunters across the shallows, preparing to build a cover there.

Seeing that the number of their companions was getting smaller and smaller, these wind snakes also retreated.

These mortals have weapons that can hurt them in the sky, and if they chase after them like this, they will also get involved.

When Dasa and others crossed the river, the wind snakes had already started to retreat.

"Hey, let's go, collect those Wind Snake meat! We have won today, and we will roast the Wind Snake in the camp of the Sharp Horn Tribe!"

Daza looked at the departing group of wind snakes, looked at the corpses of those wind snakes that had been shot down and died, and laughed loudly.

This Haka is quite sensible, knowing that they are leaving Nazmir, he even loosened some Nazmir local products for them on the occasion of parting.

Really good.

The large troop returned with a large load of Wind Snake Meat. Although it was already dusk when they arrived at the Horn Tribe, all the trolls were smiling.

Yawal warmly received Dasa, Manco and others, and invited them to the campfire square in the Horn Tribe; Demons share together.

In this way, a lively celebration was held on the bonfire square of the Jianjiao Tribe. Although there was no wine, there was meat, and this celebration was considered lively.

Yezi, a group of loa gods, appeared at the celebration that night, and they came to judge the final result of this dangerous hunting competition.

After counting the number of ears and trophies harvested by Manco and Dasa, even Manco himself conceded defeat to Dasa alone.

"It's very difficult for me to fight against just a blood mistress. If she is surrounded by a team of blood hunters directly belonging to her, I have no chance of surviving. Chief Dasa, you won this game. "

Manco said to Dasa in front of all the loa gods.

"It's just that if you really want to succeed as the chief of the Claw Tribe, you have to go through the test of Lord Gongke once."

As a witch of the Claw Tribe, Machu Picchu looked at Daza seriously.

"A traditional test for your tribe? Yes, no problem."

After hearing this, Dasa thought for a while and agreed.

"Are you sure you're not thinking about it?"

Zul was a little worried. His old friend was often too impulsive when doing things. Thinking about the last time he almost died in the Nazmir Forest when he gambled hastily with Manco, this time the test for the selection of the chief must be absolutely nothing. He really doesn't want to gamble on something that is easy to pass, but if it is not done well, it will cost his life again.

"No, I believe I can pass the test of Gonk. Oh, yes. There is one more thing, I have to tell you, I will also go to the Flying Wing Tribe, because I need to go to Sirik Talk to Pa'ku."

As he spoke, Dasa suddenly remembered that he had promised Sirik before, and he still needed to go to the Flying Wing Tribe to talk to Paku about the so-called title.

After Zul heard about this, his brows became tighter. It turns out that his friends still have to pay a price for bringing back those guys from the Echo Tribe?

This kind of price is not worth it.

He still remembers the cowardly actions of the trolls of the Echo Tribe. Just thinking about that scene made him feel bad for the trolls of the Echo Tribe.

"I know what you're going to say, so I'll tell you, if this matter fails, we will have another hostile wilderness demigod. If it succeeds, we will have another wilderness demigod as a helper."

Seeing what Zuer wanted to say, Dasa hurriedly leaned into his ear and whispered.

"What is it, is already related to the other party's attitude towards us?!"

After hearing what Dasa said, Zul understood the importance of what Dasa was going to do.But he still didn't understand what the bat loa wanted Dasa to do.

He felt that he could still help Dasa in terms of the loa.

"Well, it has something to do with their priesthood titles. In short, this is not something you should worry about, old man. I have accepted the test for the selection of the chieftain of the Claw Tribe, but you have to give me some time, and I have to do it for you first." Sirik takes care of some things."

Dasa said and looked at Gonk's phantom.

"Yes, but you'd better get ready early. If you make trouble in the Nazmir Forest this time, those blood trolls' southward invasion may not be too long. I hope you can end this before they launch a large-scale southward invasion." thing."

Gonk nodded, agreeing to temporarily postpone Dasa's participation in the Claw Tribe Trial.

After the one-night celebration, the members of the three tribes left the village of the Jianjiao tribe and returned to their respective homes.

Dasa, on the other hand, was planning to leave for the Flying Wing Tribe after seeing the current situation of the Zandalari Tribe. He had to find Pa'ku and help Sirik complete what he promised.

　PS: It's Monday, and I'm begging for tickets, collections and follow-ups again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)