Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 71 The Unexpected

Dasa tried his best to fight a bloody path under the siege of the blood hunters. Even though the group of fanatical cultists rushed towards him desperately, the difference in strength between the two sides turned their fearlessness into brainless death Behavior.

From the bonfire square all the way to the north, he broke out of the broken gate of the village, and appeared in Latza's vision covered in blood.

After seeing the blood mistress Pitts who was in charge of directing the offensive at the north gate, Dasa made a decision to surprise the opponent when the opponent didn't pay attention to him.

Along the way, he had killed several blood priests and countless blood hunters, and now he finally found the blood mistress who was directing the battle outside the north gate.

Aim, dash, jump, throw.

A series of actions Dasa completed almost instantly. After throwing the bright red spear in his hand, Daza pulled out the bright red long sword inserted in the scabbard around his waist, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the moment he landed was like a whirlwind cut.

The sharp blade easily cut through the bodies of these unarmored blood hunters. Unlike the efficient stabbing of the spear, this long sword can cause more damage.

Latza looked at Dasa, who was still fighting with his body covered in blood, and was grateful for the safety of the young troll.

"How did you appear here?! Withdraw quickly!"

After wielding the stone ax with both hands, Latza knocked down two blood hunters who were trying to rush up to attack him, and then leaned towards Dasa.

"Withdraw? Are you kidding me? I didn't fight all the way out to seek death."

As Daza said, he cut off the head of Pitts, who had been nailed to the ground and pierced her chest, and hung it on the belt around her waist together with the mask on her face.

"Yes, I'm here to seek death! You've got the loot you want, so hurry up and withdraw! I'll cover you!"

While speaking, Latza cut down several blood hunters. After Daza killed Pitts, he could clearly feel that the enthusiasm of the blood hunters around them became even higher, and their desire to attack became stronger at the same time. up.

This puts a lot of pressure on him, a troll hunter whose physical strength has been severely reduced at this time.

"I got Sanda's request, he wants me to bring you back intact, you can't let them down, Ratza."

With his left hand, Dasa drew out the bright red spear nailed to Pizzi's body, and with a flick of his hand, he pierced the two blood hunters who came out from the left and wanted to attack him.

Then with a strong flick, a large group of enemies rushing up in front of him were swept away.

"Now! Go!"

Daza looked at the large area that had been cleared and called to Latza. ,

"Let's go together! I'll cover you!"

Latza's heart is very complicated at the moment. On the one hand, he thinks that his incompetence has caused nearly half of the clansmen to die in the scarlet blood fog of the blood troll. On the other hand, he also feels the concern of Sanda and other clansmen for him. .

He didn't know if he had the face to go back alive.

And more importantly, Latza didn't want Dasa, a young troll in the mountains of Zandalar, to die here with him.

Dasa, the young troll, seemed to him haughty, impulsive, and of little mind.

However, his ability is beyond doubt. Being able to develop a little-known small tribe into a super-large tribe far surpassing the Thunder tribe in just over two years is enough to prove his ability.

In terms of personal combat power, he personally killed a blood mistress in the depths of the Nazmir forest, and now he eliminated a blood mistress in front of him, which Latza himself found extremely difficult. Confirmed the reliability of his rumor.

Daza's personal experience is actually enough to become a legend, and he is only 19 years old this year.

This is also an important reason why Latza did not want Dasa to die here.

He was too young. In his tribe, Dasa's peers were just learning how to hunt from the older hunters in the tribe. How could he be able to freely shuttle among the enemy lines like Dasa.

"Stop talking nonsense! Get lost! You're about to lose your grip on the axe, how dare you cover me?"

Daza scolded Latza while thinking about the direction of the village and clearing the escape route.The moji of the opponent's actions made the area he finally cleared out to be filled again by the group of desperate blood hunters.

After hearing Dasa's words, Latza fell silent. In the end, he chose to retreat into the village along the safe areas cleared by Dasa.

In the village, the assembled Zandalari reinforcements began to quickly wipe out the blood hunters who entered the village under the order of Zul. The Direhorn heavy cavalry and raptor cavalry led by Yaval and Manco Xia came back from the south of the village, and thanks to Tokali's asylum, he was able to protect this cavalry unit.

The Zandalari heavy infantry and the auxiliary troops of the Zandalari Horn Village formed a complete battle group, and quickly wiped out the blood hunters in the village.

The bronze round shield is in front, and the ultra-long spear is behind. The auxiliary soldiers throw spears for long-range killing.

In the sky, Roka led the remaining five pterodactyl riders to circle the large group of wind snakes. Although the air supremacy was not on the side of the Zandalari trolls, neither was it on the side of the blood trolls. there.

The surviving trolls in the Thunder Tribe village were quickly organized by Sanda. After witnessing the tragic death of their own people, they were filled with anger. This anger effectively improved their current combat capabilities.

Sang Da commanded the more than [-] surviving people to launch a revenge counterattack against all the blood trolls he could see.

Their madness is even higher than this group of blood trolls.

While the battle inside the village became more and more anxious, the battle outside the village became less optimistic.

"Beware!"

Latza blocked Daza's stiff hole after the attack with an axe.

"Ha! Let's go!"

Daza withdrew the stabbing spear, he could feel that his physical condition was getting worse at the moment, this was not good news.

The stiffness loophole just now was caused by his getting weaker and weaker.

"Let me lead the way next, follow closely."

Latza had already noticed that Dasana's physical condition was obviously not right, and took the initiative to take the responsibility of retreating and clearing the way.

"I can do it, I can go berserk."

Daza took a breath, swung his sword and wounded a blood hunter, and looked at Latza unconvinced.

"Boy, I said it. Young man, don't be too arrogant, and don't underestimate me, the chief of the Thunder tribe!"

While Latza was talking, Akunda's phantom flashed past behind him, and a little bit of lightning flashed on his body.

His skin also turned red, and electric sparks flickered on the stone axes in both hands.

Latza's speed suddenly became faster, and Dasa followed him towards the village. He had to admit that Latza in this state did have the ability to lead him back to the village.

Daza was panting heavily while running, his footsteps became more and more vain, and his spirit became more and more lax.

All these things were not good news for him, he felt that his limbs and the weapon in his hand became heavy.

At this moment, a larger wind snake in the sky swooped down towards Latza.

But at this moment, he was completely focused on the surroundings in front of him, and he couldn't pay attention to the threat from the top of his head.

Desperately, Dasa threw the bright red spear in his hand again, giving Latza some time to tidy up, but it was a pity that Daza failed to see clearly that there was a pale figure behind the wind snake.

This hasty shot was blocked by the blood shield that suddenly appeared on the wind snake, and the spear that failed to pierce the shield fell down, but this was enough to give Latza some hints.

After killing a blood hunter with an axe, Latza took two steps back, and then, with lightning flashing all over his body, he slashed at the wind snake with a bloody mouth that was biting him with two axes.

Deng!
Latza didn't hit the wind snake, and the wind snake didn't bite Latza either. The ax and the blood shield collided, and Latza was knocked flying.

Then the blood scattered on the surrounding ground suddenly moved, turning into a blood cage and locking Latza in it.

All these changes were so fast that Dasa could barely react at the moment.

"Looks like you're the one who smothered that guy at Chichen Itza, Blasphemer."

Fisacco rode on the back of the wind snake, looking down at Dasa who was raising his head in vigilance.

"So, you are the main messenger who attacked this village?"

Daza took a deep breath, trying to regain his energy to deal with this seemingly difficult enemy.

Judging from Fisak's appearance and the mask on her face, she is undoubtedly a war mistress.

"You guys should be happy. It is an honor in your life to dedicate your flesh and soul to the great blood god. However, you idiots dare to resist this gift!"

Fisako's tone became harsher as she spoke, and the wind snake under her also spread its wings to face Dasa after landing.

"Gift? It's useless to talk too much. Now, let's use our fists to decide the right to speak! Either I will kill you, or you will kill me."

While speaking, Daza drew out the long sword at his waist with both hands and charged towards Fisak.

Unlike Fisak, who confronted Dasa head-on at Chichen Itza, she was always escorted by blood hunters.

Even so, these extremely weak blood hunters in Dasa's eyes would never buy much time for their master. The long sword in Dasa's hand drew bright red streaks on the battlefield, and the three In the breath of time, he turned to face this mighty mistress of war.

"Die!"

Dasa clenched his hands and held them high above his head, kicking his legs on the ground and jumping high.

The wind snake under Fisak's crotch now has a big mouth and bites towards Dasa who is jumping in the air.

This bite is empty.

"Drink!"

Knowing that his body was getting weaker and weaker, Dasa resolutely entered the berserk state. He also narrowly avoided the wind snake's bite, and instead used the opponent's attack to jump onto the snake's head.

At this moment, Dasa's eyes met with Fisak's.

"Humph."

Fisak snorted coldly, just watching the long sword in Dasa's hand cut towards his neck.

The blade hit Fisak's neck, but it was difficult to go any further.

Seeing this, Dasa exerted strength with his arms again, drew his sword and slashed towards Fisako's chest again.

click!
The blade of the sword seemed to be chopping on a piece of granite.

"What is this..."

Before Dasa could finish his sentence, he was hit by Fisak on the face, knocking him off the wind snake's head.

On the ground, countless blood hunters erected stone spears and bone spears, waiting to pierce Dasa's body.

At this critical moment, Dasa took off the bronze round shield behind him and placed it under his left side.

Boom!

With the protection of the shield, Daza landed safely, and the blood hunters in the area where he landed were knocked out because of him.

More blood hunters surrounded him again.

"A bunch of bastards!"

Relying on the stronger power after becoming violent, Daza was able to fight out under the siege of these blood hunters. His target was Fisak, the war mistress who was riding on the wind snake's back.

"Very good! Very good! Blasphemer! You are worthy of this title, but today I will sacrifice you to the Blood God!"

Fisako rode on the wind snake's back, looked down at Dasa who was rushing forward under the siege of the blood hunters with his sword and shield, and even clapped his hands in satisfaction.

Seeing that Dasa was getting closer, Fisak drove the wind snake under him to rush towards Dasa.

The lower body of the huge wind snake is like a snake, winding and twisting towards Dasa on this piece of dry grass.

Dasa didn't back down when facing the attacking wind snake, he even dared to face the Devilsaur head-on to kill the opponent head-on, what is there to be afraid of just a wind snake!

With the shield resting on his shoulders, the scumbags who charge with the shield and want to support them no longer need to pay attention.

"Drink!"

The bright red anger materialized with his battle cry, and the golden shield was dyed red, showing a rare golden red state.

thump!Click!

The shield hit the flying snake's jaw, Dasa lowered his body at the critical moment, and the tilted shield hit the wind snake's jaw to pieces.

At the same time, Dasa took advantage of the situation and stabbed the long sword in his hand upwards, piercing the big mouth of the wind snake, and the tip of the sword penetrated its upper jaw and went straight into the brain.

Fisak was thrown down because of the sudden death of her mount. She never thought that her "hunt" would be so embarrassing.

"You killed my favorite mount! Mmm!"

Fisak got up from the ground in embarrassment, but found that Dasa was standing there in a daze at the moment, and he didn't make any further moves. She also noticed the curse left on Dasa.

It was a curse that belonged to the power of the blood god, although she felt a little strange.

Now, as she prepares to detonate the curse with her own blood spells, the blasphemer does not deserve her "mercy."

The berserk is over and the curse is activated.

At this moment, Dasa felt that his consciousness was drifting away from him, and he also wanted to struggle hard, but his body was a little out of control.

At this moment, a slightly mocking voice appeared in his ear.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the young troll is impulsive. Your passion and impulsiveness will often destroy yourself, my future majesty."

　PS: I went to bed late last night, so it’s too late to release today. In addition, today is April [-]st, and a new month has begun, so please give some charity.

　　
　
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