Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 56 The First Battle of the Southern Invasion

In the sky, Dasa was riding a pterodactyl carefully observing the situation on both sides of the river below.

Scattered blood trolls, under the command of their respective priests, were wading through the shallows and onto the land on the other side of the river.It is the dry season at this moment, and the flow of the river has decreased, and a lot of shoals have leaked out because of this.It was precisely because of this opportunity that these blood trolls were able to cross the river and invade the Zandalari mountains in the south.

"The number of these offals is really quite a lot."

Dasa looked at the blood trolls below with a solemn expression. There were too many of these blood trolls, scattered scattered on both sides of the entire river, and there were still an unknown number of blood trolls Coming out of the forests of Nazmir.

After all, he still underestimated the number of those blood trolls.

"Chief, where is this? We have seen more blood trolls in previous years."

The rider of this pterodactyl is a troll who has seen bigger scenes, and this kind of scene is just a small scene to him.

"It seems that there is a fierce battle waiting for us. This time we will absolutely not allow these bastards to step into the forest of the Zandalari Mountains. These cultists are not worthy to set foot on the land of the Zandalar Mountains."

Looking at such a large number of blood trolls, Dasa already began to think about how to resist this invasion war.

Now, the population of the entire Zandalari tribe is no more than [-]. The number of blood trolls who have crossed the river shoal alone is already [-]. The number of blood trolls who have not yet crossed the river Needless to say.

At present, the opponent's numerical advantage is very large, very large.

But at the same time, the marching methods of these blood trolls also allowed Dasa to confirm his guess about these blood trolls.

With such a large number of troops, there will always be a lot of logistics materials. Even if there is no weaponry, then there should be food.

However, the reality is that these blood trolls did not carry any supplies. They seemed to be hunting next to the camp, without food or water.

It's not normal.

But this abnormal behavior is so normal when it is shown on the blood trolls.

Because, these guys regard cannibalism as the norm!

As long as the village is captured, the trolls inside will naturally become the food of these white ghosts. If those villages cannot be captured, these white ghosts will kill each other and eat the corpses of their dead companions to save their lives. day.

The more Dasa thought, the colder his eyes looked at the blood trolls below.

Just when Dasa was thinking, a group of wind snakes flew out from the forest. They crossed the sky above the big river and came straight to Dasa and the others.

"Chief, sit tight! We're about to engage."

The rider shook the reins while speaking, and at the same time drew out the throwing spear hanging beside the saddle and entered the fighting state.

"Have you come? It seems that this time is really a large-scale invasion."

While speaking, Dasa took off the longbow he carried behind his back, pinched an arrow with his fingers and placed it on the bow.

He aimed at one of the targets with an obvious rider, estimated the distance between the two sides and the wind speed in the sky, and released the arrow.

The arrow made of red copper arrow shot out like lightning, and quickly flew towards the blood priest who was riding on the back of the wind snake and was about to cast spells to attack Dasa and the others.

Although the arrow failed to hit the opponent, it interrupted the opponent's spellcasting.

"Damn you bastard! How dare you provoke the followers of the Blood God!"

While cursing, the blood priest ordered the surrounding wind snakes to pounce on Dasa's pterodactyl.

This sky belongs to the blood god, and only he and his family are qualified to soar in the sky.

Those oddballs are only good for crawling on the ground.

"Keep your throwing guns, let's back up and distance ourselves, and leave those beasts to me to deal with."

Daza stood up with the help of the pedals on the saddle, and shot down the chasing wind snakes one by one with his left and right bows.It's not that Dasa's shooting skills have improved, it's just that the wind snakes flew too close and too densely.

Dasa can hit the target even with his eyes closed.

"Chief! Hold on! Here we come!"

Roca's voice came from the air above Dasa's head, and Roka swooped down from the sky with five pterodactyl riders. The target was clearly the group of wind snakes chasing Daza.

The spear-throwing in their hands was the first wave of attack, and the pounce and bite of the pterodactyl itself was the second wave of attack.

This attack method from the sky is also their usual hunting method. Those wind snakes are not the opponents of these pterodactyls alone. The reason why they can fight against pterodactyls is forcing them not to enter Nazmir The skies are largely due to their abundance.

Groups of wind snakes can easily kill any common creature flying in the sky.

After a shower of arrows from Dasa and Roca's charge, the number of Wind Snakes suddenly became thinner. Dasa also called to stop the actions of Roka and others in time, and instead asked everyone to return Villages in the north.

"Why don't you wipe out those wind snakes before leaving?"

Roca looked at Dasa suspiciously. In his understanding, the other party would definitely do everything in his power to annihilate him.

"The current situation is that we still don't know how many cards those blood trolls have. We don't know how many blood priests, how many blood mistresses, or even how many war mistresses there are in the blood troll settlements that invaded the south this time. I have experienced their spells in the forest of Nazmir, those weird blood magics, once they are tricked, they will surely die if they fall into the army of blood trolls below."

While observing the situation of the blood troll army below, Dasa explained to Roka why he chose to retreat one after another.

Because, their mission this time is to investigate, not to fight a blocking war.

Dasa originally thought that if the number of enemies is small, he will touch and fight, if the number of enemies is evenly matched, he will harass him, and if the number of enemies is large, he will just do a scouting and then make plans.

As soon as he fought against the blood priest, he could clearly feel that this time the blood trolls' southward invasion might be different from the past.

But as for what was different, he couldn't tell for a while.

After some investigation, Dasa and the others returned to the War Discussion Hall in the northern village.

During the time they went out to investigate, three beacons had already been lit, and all of these beacons heralded the approaching war.

"Gather our wasteland reclamation personnel together, and harvest the grain in the farmland under a sufficiently safe environment. It doesn't matter if it's not ripe. We can't care too much now. In any case, the grain can't be harvested." Those blood trolls were snatched away."

Daza gave his first order after returning to the chamber.

"Yes, chief. I have already arranged for people to do the grain harvesting work."

After serving as the garrison officer of the northern villages for such a long time, Kikchik also knew the importance of the food in those farmlands, so he organized the trolls to snatch it when the war started.

"Then the second thing is to order all the scouts scattered in the surrounding area to withdraw to the villages in the north as soon as possible, and leave the investigation to the pterodactyl riders and velociraptor riders. Once the enemy is found, light the nearby beacon fires."

Dasa ordered all the hunters who had dispersed to return to the village, and the scouting work was handed over to the cavalry. Their actions were much more flexible than the two-legged infantrymen who started from the Zandalari tribe.

"Yes."

After Kikchik finished speaking, he handed over the order to the messenger.

In a few days, the entire plain in front of the mountains of Zandalar will be full of blood trolls, and sooner or later they will find the northern village standing in the border area. At that time, the two sides collided for the first time it's time.

At present, there are about [-] defenders in the northern village. These defenders are all young and strong from the Zandalari tribe. In order to stay here, they can be said to occupy half of the entire Zandalari tribe's military strength.

Facing the southward invasion of the blood trolls this time, it's not that Dasa didn't think about going to raid the opponent's headquarters directly, but his idea could only stay at the level of thinking in the end.

Because he really couldn't grasp the strength of the opponent's commander-in-chief.

Fighting with a blood mistress is already his limit. If it is a war mistress whose strength is far higher than that of the blood mistress, then he may really die in the opponent's hands.

Especially when this kind of initiative rushes into the enemy's army formation.

In this battle, he was still a tortoise honestly, just guarding the village well.

With a target as big as the village in the north, he wasn't worried that the blood trolls would send a large force deep into the forests of the Zandalar mountains.

Those blood trolls don't have that brain.

A series of combat orders were sent out from the conference hall, and the entire northern village entered a state of battle. When Dasa designed this village back then, he designed it for the role of a fortress. Outside the thick rammed earth walls, there is a well water dug inside the village, so even if they are besieged by blood trolls in the village, they don't have to worry about running out of water.

They don't have to worry about food either, there is a granary built in the village.

There is food and drink, even if the village is besieged, there is nothing to worry about.

All that's left is to make sure the village's high walls are strong enough.

Dasa learned from the experience of the previous defensive battle and had enough time and manpower, so he chose rammed earth walls instead of wooden walls for the high defensive walls of the villages in the northern border.

As for the gate, once the battle is unfavorable, Dasa is going to order the trolls in the village to seal the gate of the village with the prepared stones, completely cutting off the main channel of internal and external communication.

Without the gate, he didn't have to worry about reappearing the scene where the gate was blasted open by the blood magic.

As the scouts scattered in the wilderness gradually returned, the beacon fires scattered all over the plain were lit one by one, and the billowing smoke columns that soared into the sky appeared one after another in the sight of the trolls in the northern villages. Inside.

This also means that the blood trolls are getting closer and closer to the northern villages of Zandalar.

"Here they come, Chief."

Roca rode a pterodactyl hovering over the northern villages, overlooking the army of blood trolls pouring in like a tide on the great plain.

"I saw them, Roca. Come down first, there are too many wind snakes, and you will be in danger."

Dasa stood on the watchtower of the high wall, overlooking the dense group of wind snakes appearing in the sky and the army of blood trolls that could not be seen at a glance.

"Chief, we can wipe out those white ghosts."

Roca's self-esteem made him unwilling to lead his troops down. He felt that together with his tribe, he could seize the sky in this area.

"Don't be brave, Roca. We are in a defensive battle this time, not an offensive one; our numbers are far smaller than theirs, and we can't afford to consume them. Come down. After the bow and arrow troops are cleared up, we will take off to fight in the air."

Daza couldn't bear the sacrifice of these excellent pterodactyl riders from the Flying Wing tribe. They are all excellent scouts and they cannot be sacrificed in this kind of place for nothing.

As the Zandalari tribe gradually popularized the big bow, almost every hunter of the Zandalari tribe was familiar with the way of using this new weapon. Although they couldn't hit every shot, they could still shoot almost every shot.

In the sky, under the guidance of a group of blood priests, a dense group of wind snakes headed towards the sky above the northern villages, waiting for the opportunity to attack. On the ground, the blood hunters began to gather gradually, from a few dozen at the beginning to later There are dozens or hundreds of them.

The scarlet magic light shone on them, and all the blood hunters became stronger in speed and strength after having this magic gain.

"For the Blood God!"

Shocking roars echoed on the plain, and following the order of the blood priests, the assembled blood hunters rushed towards the village in the north regardless of their own safety.

Dasa stood on the high wall with a stern expression, holding a big bow tightly in his hand with an arrow on the bowstring.

He already has a target, a blood priest standing within his shooting range, the opponent's body is glowing with scarlet light, these lights are connected to the blood hunters who are madly charging, and the totem poles on the ground Also lit up.

"Fire arrows!"

As Dasa spoke, he shot the arrow he had been aiming for for a long time.

The sound of the bowstring overwhelmed the battle roar of the blood trolls at this moment, and the dense arrows gathered into a shower of arrows densely covering the plain. The blood hunters who were charging saw the rain of arrows The frenzy on his face faded, replaced by a look of confusion and disbelief.

After this shower of arrows, the blood hunters who were charging turned into hedgehogs and porcupines, and those who survived could only howl miserably.

The hunters of the Zandalari tribe looked at the battlefield indifferently. None of them would relax, because they knew very well that this was just the first attack of these blood trolls.

The tougher battle has just begun.

The blood priests quickly assembled a new wave of blood hunters again, and this time the light of the blood magic buff on the opponent became brighter.

　PS: I'm so tired these days and my mood is not stable, let me complain a few words.Um.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)