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Chapter 1411 Zandalar, please be more careful

The ancestors of the trolls have also lived a long time ago. In terms of history alone, they are older than the elves who evolved from the dark trolls bathing in the Well of Eternity.

However, in the crisis-ridden world of Azeroth, it is impossible to enjoy life while resting on the merits of our ancestors.

No matter how long the history is, it is an ironclad fact that after entering modern times, trolls have no intention of making progress and are stubborn and conservative.

Let’s take cannibalism, a long-standing bad habit of trolls as an example.

With the development of the times and the progress of civilization, this bloody custom from ancient times should have been swept into the trash can of history.

However, the fact is...except for Zandalar, the most civilized among the trolls, and a handful of enlightened factions led by Darkspear, the vast majority of trolls still follow this ancient bad habit that has long been out of date.

Medivh said that the Troll Empire has a deep foundation, which is correct. Sharlayan does have thoughts about some trolls.

But... not all trolls can catch the eye of Sharlayan. He will only choose trolls who are willing to stand with him to protect Azeroth.

It is normal for countries to have disputes and frictions for each other's interests. Sarlayan and Kael'thas have never had the idea of ​​​​defeating Sunchang.

In Sharlayan's view, the countries of Azeroth can scheming with each other when there is no threat from external enemies, and it is not surprising that they will be bloody on the battlefield. After all, fighting is the nature of intelligent creatures.

However, when facing powerful enemies like the Burning Legion that threaten the existence of the entire planet, as members of Azeroth, all countries should temporarily put aside their conflicts and turn their guns against the outside world.

What Sarlayan dislikes the most is those insidious people who can't understand the situation and secretly stab their comrades in the back when facing an invasion from a foreign enemy.

"I can understand what you're thinking."

Sarlayan sighed softly: "It's not that I don't want to win over the trolls, I have actually extended an olive branch to other troll empires except the forest trolls."

Medivh nodded lightly: "I heard that the Gurubashi Empire, led by the Darkspear trolls, has a good relationship with Quel'Thalas. The forest trolls... let's just ignore it for now."

The scholarly Medivh is not a person with poor emotional intelligence. He knows very well that the high elves and forest trolls who have had a blood feud for more than 7,000 years can never reconcile. Only the complete fall of one party will end this hatred that has lasted for many years.

In fact, Sarlayan did exactly that.

Facing the second attack by the Dakkar trolls who were instigated by Zandalari, the high elves who still won the victory responded with restraint.

After months of push and pull, the two sides finally formally signed a peace agreement. No one gained much advantage in the negotiations, and the territorial boundaries between each other in Northrend still maintain the status quo.

...In other words, Dhaka still failed to get back the lost Draxalon Fortress.

This is already enough respect given by Quel'Thalas.

Turning around again, let’s take a look at the forest trolls who suffered a catastrophe in the Battle of the Hinterlands not long ago.

Sharlayan was extremely ruthless when facing this group of old enemies. By annihilating Deadwood and Evil Branch, the two most powerful clans of forest trolls, he completely interrupted the hope of the Amani Empire to rise again.

Except for the Moss Clan, which may face an encirclement and suppression by Lordaeron at any time, the forest trolls today cannot even form a decent large clan.

Small clans like the Malteeth, which had no deep-seated hatred for the high elves, took the initiative to join them, and Sharlayan had no intention of exterminating them all.

In addition to the three giant trolls dividing their empires, the Sandfury Trolls far away in Kalimdor can also be considered a major separatist force.

Unfortunately, however, the high elves also established a stronghold in the South Sea Port, not far from Zul'Farrak, the home of the Sandfury Trolls.

Although the port is nominally managed by the tauren, allies of the high elves, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Quel'Thalas attaches great importance to the South Sea Port.

After all, this oil transportation route is related to the wallets of Sarlayan and Quel'Thalas, so it is impossible not to take it seriously.

Medivh lowered his head and pondered for a while, then asked Sarlayan thoughtfully: "Give me a confirmation."

"Salayan, what exactly do you plan to do with the Zandalari Empire?"

Sharlayan smiled noncommittally: "Then it depends on their attitude towards dealing with Quel'Thalas... and even the countries of Azeroth."

"If Zandalar still can't recognize the current international situation... Unfortunately, I can only continue to beat them until those guys who are still immersed in the glory of their ancestors completely wake up."

Medivh smiled bitterly and shook his head.

From the perspective of the interests of Azeroth as a whole, Medivh does not think there is anything wrong with Sarlayan's approach.

After all, no one wants to be stabbed in the back while they are busy dealing with the demons of the Burning Legion.

Zandalari, under the stewardship of Prophet Zul, still cannot abandon its outdated ambition of rebuilding the troll empire and dominating Azeroth.

In this case, Sharlayan can only deal with them patiently and slowly until Zandalari's proud spine is completely broken and they learn to recognize reality.

Objectively speaking, Zandalari's heritage is indeed impressive. The god-king Rastakhan and the prophet Zul who pretend to be crazy are both outstanding men whose strength has reached the pinnacle of mortals. The members of the Zandalari Council are also elite warriors at the epic level.

In addition, according to the information provided by Vol'jin, who is studying in Zandalar, Princess Talanji, the heir to the empire, is very talented and has already stepped into the epic field at a young age.

You must know that the strength of Wojin, who is also an epic, was gained by fighting on the battlefield. His years of struggle between life and death allowed him to grow at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary trolls.

What about Talanji?

This is not to say that this Zandalari princess is a flower in the greenhouse, but as the Zandalari heir, her combat experience is far inferior to that of the Darkspear Prince who fought his way to the top.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Even so, Talanji's strength is only slightly inferior to Vol'jin, who has experienced many battles, which is why Sharlayan does not pay attention to it.

Preliminary speculation is that this should be some kind of special benefit that the descendants of the God King family signed with the kings Luo Alaizan after signing a contract, which can speed up their growth.

Trolls do not have a long lifespan like the elves, and generations of Zandalari heroes cannot survive from ancient times to the present like Malfurion and others.

Excluding the night elves and the cheating high elves, the combat power of these two mortals is the undisputed leader among all mortal nations.

If given the choice, Sharlayan does not want to completely destroy Zandalari.

Ignore the old prophet who has no potential left to tap.

Due to the contract with the kings Loa, the lifespan of the past god kings is much longer than that of ordinary trolls.

The current God King Rastakhan is over 200 years old and still looks like a middle-aged man.

If he can be persuaded to join the defenders of Azeroth, it is not impossible to break through the limits of mortals and become a demigod.

Of course, the premise is that Rastakhan really figured it out, otherwise Sarlayan would not be able to share his breakthrough experience with the enemy.

After thinking about the cause and effect, Medivh sighed softly: "As long as you have a plan in mind, I'm really afraid that you will drive out all the trolls because of the hatred of your ancestors."

Sarlayan laughed and complained: "Do you think I am a murderous murderer?"

"Since I have the trust of Star Soul, of course I have to consider the issue from a higher perspective."

"Zandalar is the oldest native mortal civilization in the history of Azeroth. Strictly speaking, it is related to the elves."

"Even if I don't like the troll race because of the forest trolls, I should let them make the most of it."



A few people chatted all the way to the sky above Shattrath City. Adal, who was sitting in the center of the city, felt the familiar life breath of Sarlayan early.

He took the initiative to release the barrier covering the entire city, allowing Sharlayan to land directly on the Holy Light Square in the middle of Shattrath.

It should be mentioned here by the way that not all arakkoa moved to Azeroth with the large army.

Many arakkoa exiles who were unwilling to leave their homeland chose to continue to live in Shattrath City. In addition, there were also a very small number of high-level arakkoa who settled here.

After the huge gryphon landed and transformed back into its human form, the arakkoa who were hiding in the dark to observe outsiders noticed the pitch-black "walking crow".

"Father God Ansu?"


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