There is an open space not far from the entrance of Zuzangar.
A group of young desert trolls are playing around.
A desert crawler's skull was kicked around by them and spun rapidly on the ground. Apparently its lower jaw was missing.
This was the most popular game among the young trolls in Zul'Farrak.
First you need to find a complete Desert Creeper skull, or some other animal skull suitable for being kicked, but nothing is as suitable as a Desert Creeper's.
Then dig two pits about twenty meters apart in the ground, big enough to easily hold the skull.
Finally, all the trolls are divided into two groups by drawing lots. As long as they kick the skull into the opponent's pit, they will score.
The losing party has to offer their most precious items to the winner, usually rattlesnake scales, vulture feathers, or beautiful stones.
This game is called "Bone Ball" by the young desert trolls. It was one of the few entertainment activities in their lonely and miserable desert life.
Trolls are actually optimistic by nature, they love to dance, and their dances are also very cheerful.
No troll would want to live in the desert if they could.
Due to the pressure of life, parents of young trolls will also allow their children to play a dozen bone balls after they have completed their simple tasks.
For the original desert trolls, although the childhood trolls were miserable, at least there were adult trolls on their heads.
Despite the misfortune, there are still some occasional entertainment activities and some entertainment time.
When they grow up, what awaits them is a long, miserable life in the desert with little food and water.
The desert trolls have "enjoyed" this kind of life and such miserable experiences for thousands of years.
Among the overall pathetic troll civilization, the experience of the desert trolls can be said to be the most pathetic among the pathetic.
Fortunately, the desert trolls were a little uneasy, a little frightened, and a little surprised to see that such a sad life and extraordinary encounters were about to end the desert trolls, and ushered in a king who could unify Zul'Farrak.
Starting from nothing, only beetles and sand, and Zul'Farrak, the unpalatable groundwater.
The trolls of Zuzan'gar were moved to their new home.
When they arrived here, they looked at the lush green before them, which was so dazzling in the endless desert!
Many trolls were dumbfounded on the spot. They didn't even know what these green colors were because they had never seen green plants.
They just feel from the bottom of their hearts that these green things are so beautiful.
Maybe this is the nature of trolls. After all, the ancestors of trolls have been living in the forest since ancient times.
These original Zul'Farrak trolls fell in love with Zul'zan'gar as soon as they arrived.
Under the arrangement and management of some Zutona trolls, the desert trolls accepted and integrated into their new life at an unimaginable speed.
They immediately moved into Zuzangar, and under the overall management of Zutona, they quickly began to grow mushrooms, build houses, and welcome a new life.
Under this premise.
The lives of trolls have been greatly improved. Sometimes, apart from the busy activities of building homes, they can also have some leisure and entertainment time.
Especially young children, they have more time to play.
Therefore, after finishing their share of the work, a dozen troll children gathered at the door and engaged in activities such as "bone ball".
The guards at the door also smiled and watched the children playing ball.
The field area required for bone ball is a bit large. Zuzangarri is still under construction and there is no such large open space for children to play football.
It may not be safe to go far away, so just play in the open space at the door. There are guards who can help keep an eye on the children.
"Hey! Zul'Farrak, it's not like he never has good things." The captain of the guards, a troll from Zutona, said to the desert troll men who were under his management next to him.
"For example, this kind of "bone ball" is quite good. I feel that if it is popularized, everyone will like it very much."
The captain was once a sandblood troll. Sandblood trolls are trolls that live in the desert. They are worse than the desert trolls who can settle in Zul'Farrak.
Bone balls are popular in Zul'Farrak, and the desert trolls outside have only heard of them and have no conditions to play them.
Because compared to Zul'Farrak, the desert trolls outside are even worse.
Of course, things are different now.
The Sandblood Troll became the Zultona Troll, and the former "city dweller" Zul'Farrak became a "country boy".
"Captain Gogo." Next to him, a former Zul'Farrak troll, now a guard of Zulzangar, said flatteringly: "You are right. But the kids are a little too much. They are playing every day! We are
In the past, I played once or twice a month at most!”
Gao Ge waved his hand carelessly: "His Majesty once said! Under certain circumstances, the only two things children should do are study and entertainment!"
"Zuzangal is on the right track now. The kids can't help, and Zutona's teacher hasn't come yet, so let them play."
"You are so kind." Zul'Farrak's troll guard said flatteringly.
"Don't talk, it's quite interesting. Just watch them play." The captain of Zutona Troll Guard said with a smile.
Including the captain, there were a total of 6 guards at the gate, who watched the trolls playing ball with great interest.
There were a lot of kids, more than 100 of them, playing football at the door.
They were divided into several groups, each fighting his own way, laughing and sweating in the desert.
The guards' attention was focused on the outermost group, the more than 20 cubs.
Because they play the best football and look decent, unlike others who play randomly.
"That little brat, he has good control over his body strength, but his coordination is really poor." Captain Gao Ge thought, his eyes always looking outside.
At the feet of the little kid he was looking at, the poor desert crawler's skull flew high like a cannonball, drew a long arc in the air, and then landed on the sand in the distance.
"Sorry, guys. I kicked the ball wrong again." Captain Gao Ge looked at the little kid and said to his companions, touching the back of his head and smiling innocently.
Just as a group of friends ran to the skull to pick it up, a figure stood in front of them. It was tall and strong, much stronger than a well-developed cub.
The friends looked up at this "monster" that had appeared at an unknown time, with curiosity and fear shining in their eyes. They had never seen such a thing before.
Captain Gao Ge, who was watching the game, stood up and said to his subordinates: "There is a situation! Let the boys come back and evacuate them first! Gao Ge, you go and inform Centurion Shah Rukh!"
The troll guards acted nervously, but the troll cubs still didn't know what was going on.
"Brother, can you kick the bone ball to us?" The kid who was praised by Gao Ge asked naively.
I saw the "head" of "brother" suddenly opened, revealing the green little head with long ears. On the face of the little head, an evil smile appeared with a crooked mouth, and the huge iron feet stamped on the ground.
The bone ball instantly turned into powder.
"Still playing football?"
The goblin technician who was operating the steam sawmill said fiercely, "Troll scum! Get out of the oasis! This place now belongs to a venture capital company!"
Mixed with the sound of steam and machine operation, after the goblin said these words, dozens of robots of the same style as the steam sawmill he drove appeared simultaneously behind him.
And following behind the robot were hundreds of heavily armed goblin bandits.
Captain Gao Ge rushed over and his whole body was cold. He knew what happened.
"Go to hell! You disgusting little bastard!" The goblin controlled the robot and used a huge cutter to chop down the cub who had never seen a goblin, let alone a robot.
The little boy was frightened.
Some of his friends even cried.
"Tonatiu!"
Captain Gao Ge rushed over, his eyes split open, he shouted angrily, and protected the little cub with a pair of suitable golden giant hands.
The woodcutter's weapon struck it, making a "clang" sound like metal colliding, which startled the goblin.
"Back off! Go back, this is the enemy! Go back immediately!" Captain Gao Ge roared, maintaining the magic [Tonatiu's Protection].
"Hey? The trolls actually have paladins on the human side?! This is really funny! It's a pity that you only have one, not a knighthood!" the goblin technician sneered.
"Kill him! Grab the oasis."
Hundreds of goblins and dozens of robots rushed towards Captain Gao Ge and the cubs who retreated in panic.
Captain Gogo could have hid back in Zuzangar. There was a Zutona with hundreds of trolls inside. With the terrain and the support of tens of thousands of trolls, it was more than enough to fend off these enemies.
But if he runs away, these 100 or so troll cubs will most likely suffer.
"Escort them back! Tell the centurion!" Captain Gao Ge yelled at several of his men.
But he himself was walking backwards as a troll, holding a huge bone sword and rushing towards the swarming goblin bandits.
