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Chapter 141 [The Devil in the Sacred Pool]

The news of the defeat of the Antusul Legion was quickly sent to the big shots in Zul'Farrak.

However, before the self-proclaimed desert troll warchief Ukozi Sandtop was furious, news that several other legions he sent out had been annihilated were relayed back to Zul'Farrak.

The manic Ukozi Sandding finally began to face the challenge Zul'Farrak faced this time.

The city of Zul'Farrak also began to become chaotic. Even if Ukozi Sandding wanted to block the news, the news that tens of thousands of Sandfury troops fell outside the city spread throughout Zul'Farrak.

Dozens of desert trolls from different tribes and their armies gathered in Zul'Farrak.

Zul'Farrak is large enough to accommodate so many trolls.

Moreover, Zandalari has sent a lot of food, which is enough for the time being.

But order...

But it was noisy.

The entire Zul'Farrak inside and outside was noisy, with various tribes competing for position and conflicting with each other.

If it weren't for the most powerful Sand Fury Troll pressing down, they might have started fighting.

Seeing this, Ukezi Shading could not help but feel a thick gloom rising in his heart.

I didn't think so before.

Ukozi Sandding had always believed that more trolls were better, and more trolls meant more troops. A sea of ​​trolls could drown all opponents.

But now he felt something was wrong.

Can these guys stop the enemy?

Ukoz Shading doesn’t know!

But tens of thousands of troops fell outside the city. He felt that if he wanted to destroy so many trolls, he would not let many trolls escape.

This means that the number of enemies must be greater than the troops sent by Zul'Farrak!

Being able to prevent more than 10,000 trolls from escaping, and still dare to attack Zul'Farrak, Ukoz Sandding felt that the number of the opponent's troops he encountered this time must not be much less than that of Zul'Farrak!

After Zul'Farrak expanded its army, there were approximately more than 50,000 troll standing troops. But in addition to these 50,000 troops led by the Sandfury Trolls, there were also more than 50,000 desert tribe troops.

Zul'Farrak unified the desert, and many troll tribes resisted or fled.

But there are also many tribes that compromise and even take the initiative to join Zul'Farrak.

Ukzi Sandding happily accepted them, bringing the best of their army under Sandfury's command.

But some remnants of defeated troops were still left behind, and the original big men of the tribes were allowed to lead them.

This is the norm for desert trolls.

Although those so-called armies are actually just any troll holding a weapon. Maybe even a wooden stick, it can be regarded as a soldier.

Therefore, in Ukozi Sandding's mind, the enemies who dare to attack Zul'Farrak must have an army of more than 100,000.

But no matter what Ukozi Sandding thought, or asked other desert trolls, they really couldn't remember any other force in the desert that had so many troops.

Goblins are not weak.

But they simply don't have that many troops.

And besides goblins, how could there be a force of Zul'Farrak's level in the desert?

The tribe that ran to Un'Goro Crater?

impossible!

They only have over 10,000 trolls.

Even if the desert trolls who fled were taken in, there wouldn't be so many troops.

The question of the number of enemies is like a sharp sword hanging above his head for Ukozi Shading.

Make it difficult for him to sleep and eat well.

He can completely imagine that if this battle is slightly unfavorable.

His hopes of unifying the desert trolls and reviving the Falaki Empire will be dashed.

Thinking of this, Ukzi Shading decisively made a decision in his heart.

He summoned his close confidant, Luruz, who he appointed as the deputy chief, and ordered him: "Luruz, go and convey my order. From now on, no trolls will be allowed to leave Zul without my order."

Falak!”

"Yes, Warchief!" Luruz accepted the order, and then asked: "Warchief, where are the refugees living outside the walls of Zul'Farrak?"

"Don't worry about their life or death!"

Ukozi Shading showed a cruel smile: "When necessary, we can even use them as cannon fodder to stop those enemies!"

Luluzi nodded, but felt a little unbearable in his heart.

There are approximately more than 200,000 trolls in the city of Zul'Farrak. These trolls are the elite of the entire desert troll tribe, and they are all young and strong adult trolls.

However, outside the city of Zul'Farrak, there are almost 70,000 to 80,000 desert trolls, old, weak, women and children. These refugees said that after being conquered by Zul'Farrak, they had no choice but to follow the trolls but were not allowed to enter the city.

They are relatives of the non-indigenous trolls in Zul'Farrak and their original tribal compatriots.

Luluzi is also a member of the Sandfury Troll. He thinks that what Ukozi Sandding is doing is wrong.

But for the future of Zul'Farrak and Sandfury, he also believed that Ukozi Sandding's cruel approach was the right thing to do.

Luluzi turned around and was about to announce the chief's order.

But Ukoz Shading stopped him.

"Wait a minute! Luruz, let the other troll tribe chiefs send out their scouts."

"Let their scouts leave Zul'Farrak. If you encounter enemies in the desert, be sure to find out their number and try to escape back!"

"If you can't escape, let their scouts announce to our enemies:"

"I, Ukozi Sandcrest and all the desert trolls in Zul'Farrak are waiting for them in Zul'Farrak!"

Is this the afternoon of war?

But if the challenge is to be announced, shouldn't it be a decisive battle in the wild?

Luluzi didn't dare to say anything.

He nodded.

"As you command, Chief!"

"..."





Night falls.

Zul'Farrak and Ri.

The water diviner Veresa wanders the shores of Zul'Farrak's most sacred pool.

Water fortune teller is a special profession among desert trolls. Even if the scope of the profession is expanded to the entire Azeroth, such spellcasters only exist among desert trolls.

Because the ability and job of water fortune tellers is to find water sources in the desert, they have special methods to find underground water that ordinary trolls cannot find.

Veresa is such a water fortune teller, but she is also a sacred priest.

in the dark.

Veresa heard the footsteps approaching and looked over, "Who is there? Don't disturb Gazrilla's sleep!"

"It's me! Veresa, I'm Zumulane."

"Great Witch Doctor??"

Veresa, the water fortune teller, walked over and saw the obscure face of Zul'Farrak's great witch doctor Zum'raen in the darkness.

Moreover, Zumulaen has more than one troll. He is followed by many troll soldiers, and those soldiers also guard many other trolls.

"Lord Zumulaen? Who are they? Who are these soldiers?" Veresa, the water fortune teller, asked in confusion.

"Veresa."

Zumulaen sighed.

"This time I might really disturb Lady Gazrilla."

Veresa: "???"

Under the puzzled eyes of water fortune teller Veresa, Zumulaen waved his hand, and the troll soldiers behind him came up with a large number of trolls whose hands, feet and mouths were bound.

"Dedicate them to Gazrilla!"

The great witch doctor Zul'Farrak said in a deep voice.

Then the water fortune teller Veresa saw in horror that those trolls were being controlled, batch after batch being sent up the stairs and thrown into the sacred pool.

A drop of cold sweat dropped on Veresa's forehead.

This is blood food.

This is awakening Him!

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