Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 67 The Power of Akunda

"Don't chase them all! Come back and gather! Those fleeing soldiers must not be far away! When it's time to rescue the Thunder Tribe, you will naturally see them."

Dasa watched the hunters in twos and threes chasing the fleeing blood trolls all over the mountains, and immediately asked the messenger to call them all back.

Now that those guys have been defeated and the stones blocking the way have been removed, it is time to move on instead of wasting time on continuing to smash stones.

"Chief! Do you want to see the head of the blood mistress?"

Manco rode his own raptor to Dasa's side, still holding a round bag in his hand.

"No need, I didn't expect this group of blood trolls to be so weak. They may have fought too much in the Nazmir forest."

Daza said as he hung the bright red spear in his hand on the saddle.

"Probably because of the side effects of some divine spells. Not long ago, when they besieged Jianjiao Village, they used a summoning spell. It must be because of this that they became so weak."

Zul rode his Deinonychus slowly to Dasa's side, the bronze staff in his hand was still shining brightly against the sunlight.

"Spell backfire? Uh, I don't understand these. But judging from their situation, it seems that only your statement can work."

Although Daza knew nothing about the mysterious side, he also judged the authenticity of this conjecture based on the status of the blood hunters he had contacted before and after.

To him, this battle of moving stones was not like a battle, but more like a massacre.

The group of blood hunters had no intention of fighting, and their expressions were very sluggish, and the blood priests who assisted them rushed to the front with stone spears and sticks, which was almost impossible in Dasa's view.

What about their mystical blood spells?Why didn't I see any of them in this battle.

Originally, Dasa had already prepared for a large number of casualties in this battle, but until Manco shot and killed the blood mistress Amoy, he did not see a single blood spell.

The fighting power of a blood mistress should not be underestimated. It is very difficult for Manko to kill a blood mistress, even if the opponent now has the weapons and equipment provided by the Zandalari tribe.

But in this battle, he just did it.

During the battle between the two, Amoyi did not use any blood spells throughout the whole process, but only relied on his own physical strength to fight Manco.

How could the Blood Matron, who couldn't cast spells, be a match for a Zandalari warlord?
Death is her final outcome.

Originally, he thought it was because Roca and Manco had successfully exhausted the blood trolls, causing them to consume a lot of energy, but when he heard from the two warlords, Roca and Manco, After knowing that the anomalies of the blood trolls were not caused by them, he finally understood that there must be something wrong with the blood trolls.

"In any case, this is a good thing for us. Dasa, should we prepare for the rescue of Thunder Tribe's village?"

Zul looked at Dasa, and pointed to the sun above his head.

There is not much time left for them to support the Thunder Tribe, and now they must race against the clock.

"I know you are very anxious, Zuer. But the more this is the time, the less we can be anxious. The training of the troops has just improved a little bit. If we lead them to participate in the battle to support the Thunder tribe at this time, one There are many risks along the way.”

Dasa's mind is very calm at the moment. After a night of rapid marching, coupled with the battle experience at dawn, these soldiers are exhausted. Arriving at the Thunder Tribe's village before was nothing more than a tired soldier. Joining the battle at this time would be to die.

Now, the forces of the Zandalari need more than to move on.

Instead, find a suitable place to camp and get ready to rest.

With the troops regrouped and counted, Dasa rode on the back of the Deinonychus and issued the next order to the warriors. This order was immediately approved by all the trolls.

Because they are really exhausted.

After continuing to walk in the direction of Thunder Village for a certain distance, they found a place close to the Zandalari mountains and forests and set up camp for repairs.

"Rest until the sun goes down at night? Is that too much?"

When Zuer heard about this rest time, he couldn't help worrying about the survival of the Thunder tribe.

"Dude, I told you before that the so-called sharpening the knife does not miss the woodcutter, have you forgotten? We let the soldiers have a good rest now, so that they can chop wood better."

Dasa sat in the tent, patiently explaining to Zul why he did so.

"Okay, okay, I get it, I'm just... a little anxious, and you're right, sharpening a knife is no mistake for a woodcutter. I have to sharpen a knife too."

After listening to Dasa's explanation, Zuer also tried hard to calm his anxious heart.

Maybe he was a little too anxious during this time.

Dasa watched as Zul took out the strange objects in his luggage one by one, a palm-sized wooden desk, and a fist-sized pottery sculpture, which was the image of Zandalari tribe Loa clay sculpture.

Devilsaur, Velociraptor, Esognathosaur, Pterodactyl, Bat and the newly added Direhorn.

In addition to the small desk and clay sculptures, there are also a small pottery pot and a pottery bowl.

I saw Zuer carefully take out a piece of fragrant wood from the clay pot and put it in the clay bowl.

Then he took a small piece of firewood from the fire pit dug out of the tent, and used this fire to ignite the piece of fragrant wood.

The smoke from burning incense wood soon filled the tent.

Zuul also entered into meditation through the smoke.

"I like this smell very much. Yawn~ I can sleep for a while."

Dasa asked about the smell of cigarettes, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

His body has not fully recovered, so he needs to sleep more to rest and recover.

In the illusion, Zuer once again saw Rezan and other Loa.

"It seems that your battle is going well."

Rezan looked at Zuer with a majestic expression.

"Thanks to Your Majesty Rezan and the Loa for your help. It is because of your protection that our Zandalari tribe's army can defeat the white ghosts in the north."

Zul very solemnly made a big gift to the Loa, and the other party accepted it very naturally.

"I have no objection to the Horn Horn being merged into your Zandalar tribe, but if your chief also wants to become the real chief of the Horn Horn trolls, he needs to pass my test."

Torkali thanked the trolls of the Zandalari tribe for their sacrifices to rescue the trolls of the Horn tribe, but he has not yet recognized Dasa. Without the approval of the loa, he cannot become a tribe Chief's.

This is the general knowledge of the larger troll tribes in the mountains of Zandalar.

Only the former Zandalari tribe, which did not have a loa god to protect them, could become a chief without the approval of the loa god.

"Your Majesty Tokali, we are fighting at this moment. If you really want to use trials to test the chief, please wait until our battle is over."

Zul knew the general knowledge of this big tribe, and he also knew that if Dasa could not pass Torkali's trial, he would not be able to effectively manage the trolls in the entire Jianjiao village.

It's not that he didn't think about letting the priests take charge of the Jianjiao village, so as to save Dasa from suffering.

It's just that his proposal was stopped by Dasa when it was first proposed.

"Don't worry, this trial can be carried out when you are fighting. As long as your chief can use twenty blood priests and three blood mistress brains to sacrifice to me, he will pass the trial. By the way, what I want is the head of the enemy he killed with his own hands, and you didn't help him."

Tokali told Zul about his trial, and the reason for setting up this trial is very simple, to take revenge on those blood hunters.

"Well, I will tell him about this trial."

After Zuer heard the content of the trial, the expression on his face also collapsed.

If Dasa was in good health, Zul might have agreed, but now, he was not sure whether his old friend could survive this trial.

Tokali didn't say anything when Zul agreed to pass on the message, and the other loas also praised the Zandalari trolls for their beautiful battles.

When fighting against enemies outside the domain, these wilderness demigods are still very united.

Originally, they were going to take action to protect these mortals under their command, but now it seems that they don't need to wait to protect them.

After learning about the current situation from Zuer, the Loa all dispersed, and they still had their own things to do.

The quiet camp was awakened by bursts of thunder from afar.

boom!
Dasa, who was taking a nap, jumped up from the resting ground because of the loud noise.

"What happened?!"

Dasa rushed out of the tent and found Zul who was looking into the distance with a solemn face.

"That's not a normal lightning strike. It seems that the Thunder Tribe has really reached its final moment. We have to leave immediately, Dasa!"

Zul looked at Dasa anxiously and urged him.

"Okay, I got it. Roca! Manco! Let's assemble the troops together. After the troops are assembled, the two of you will lead the team and set off now! Go investigate and see what the Thunder Tribe village looks like! Hurry up!"

After Daza finished speaking, the orderly left immediately with his order.

In the Zandalari army camp, following Dasa's order, all the trolls took action one after another, put on their outfits and grasped their weapons, and quickly began to gather.

In a short while, the Zandalari tribe's team assembled.

"set off!"

Daza rode on the back of Deinonychus, looked at the assembled troops, waved the bloody long sword in his hand and pointed in the direction of Thunder Tribe village.

At the village of Thunder Tribe, the battle has entered a fierce stage.

Like the village of the Sharp Horn Tribe, the village of the Thunder Tribe had a very large gate to facilitate the entry and exit of the Thunder Lizard.And now this big village gate has also been destroyed by the blood magic, and the blood hunters rushed into the village of the Thunder Tribe like a tide with faint scarlet light shining on their bodies.

"Steady! Don't retreat! Come with me! Throw these white ghosts out of our homeland!"

Latza waved the two stone axes in his hands and stood on the back of a thunder lizard, directing the current battle.

The Thunder Tribe relies most on the power of Loa Akunda. The Thunder Lizard is their most reliable partner. Whether it is life or hunting, they are the backbone of the Thunder Tribe.

Compared with the Sharp Horn Tribe, the population of the Thunder Tribe is still larger. Counting the vassals and their small and medium tribes, the population is as many as a thousand.

It's just that their large population is still not enough to face the blood troll army that invaded the south this time.

The Thunder Tribe's outer line of defense was overwhelmed by the tide of blood trolls in a short period of time. Their line of defense retreated again and again until they retreated to the village. The solid wooden wall could not stop the group of trolls for them. Attack of the White Walkers from Nazmir Forest.

The strange blood spell corroded their gate, and then the group of fanatical white ghosts rushed in.

"Such a village, we have such a large number, so many days have passed, and you haven't taken it down yet! What you have done is tarnishing the glory of the blood god!"

Fisak, the mistress of war, is very dissatisfied with the current progress of the southern invasion.

"My lord, this village is protected by an evil god, and those thunder lizards still pose a great threat to us."

Blood Mistress Kapo quickly explained.

"It's just an evil god! Any evil god will be destroyed by the wings of the blood god! Let those blood priests give more blood god blessings to those frontline hunters! And you, want the blood god to prove that you have the ability to carry forward his prestige !"

The long bone staff in Fisak's hand hit the ground heavily.

"Obey, Warmother!"

Following the delivery of the order of the war mistress Fisak, a group of blood priests began to organize a grand battle sacrifice.

They summoned the power of the blood god Hakar and distributed it to a group of blood hunters who were attacking Thunder Village.

This gift gave those blood hunters greater strength, speed, and endurance.

The hunters of Thunder Tribe lost their lives in an instant.

"I can't go on like this! Lord Akunda! Give me strength!"

Ratza watched the hunters of his own tribe sacrifice a lot, and even a few thunder lizards fell under the stone spears of the blood hunters. After that, he revealed the final trump card of the thunder tribe.

The power of Akunda, the loa deity.

Wanjun's thunder suddenly fell from the sky, and the dazzling thunder smashed into the army formation of the blood trolls. The thunder lizards in the Thunder tribe who felt the power of Akunda also responded one after another, and the thick thunder came from their mouths. It spewed out, turning the blood hunters into coke.

Faced with such a situation, even the blood trolls with the blessing of the blood god Hakar all retreated one after another, and finally their battle line shrank in front of the gate of the Thunder tribe's village.

The Thunder Tribe seems to have defended this round of blood trolls' attack, but this time they have already revealed all their trump cards.

Next time, they are doomed to fail.

It seemed that the Thunder Tribe was doomed to perish this time.

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