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Chapter 476 [Troll civilians in war (1)]

A pillar of smoke rose up, and Dakdin jumped out of a cloud of smoke riding a son of Gonk. The spear in his hand was broken, and the armor on his body was full of scars.

There were originally more than fifty Rastari enforcers following him, all of whom were good trolls that Zuldazar could kill. At this time, less than half of them were left.

More than a month has passed since the orcs suddenly appeared and madly attacked the Zandalari trolls under the leadership of the blood trolls.

Zulgar, who had increased his troops several times in the past year, miraculously blocked the Orc coalition for half a month, and was then strategically abandoned.

After leaving a large number of corpses behind, the remaining trolls retreated southward.

As the first soldier to fight against the orcs and successfully send a warning to the empire, he was lucky enough to survive.

Dakdin has been promoted.

He rose from a small team captain to a group captain.

The men he led also turned back into their original Raskali enforcers, the most elite Zandalari soldiers.

Then, under the command of the regent prophet, he, together with hundreds of thousands of compatriots, launched a field battle that lasted for half a month with those terrifying enemies.

When there is no superiority in military strength.

Relying on the terrain advantages and the Dark Prophet's clever calculations, the Zandalari trolls temporarily held the border of Dazar'alor, preventing the orc coalition from actually attacking the city of Zuldazar.

But it seems that the Dazar'alor Frontier will not be defended for long.

Those green-skinned monsters are not only powerful in combat, but also ferocious, cruel and bloodthirsty.

What makes the trolls even more terrifying is that there are simply too many of them.

Led by the same huge number of blood trolls, the overwhelming force came like waves.

The prophet made a decisive decision not long ago

Order that all trolls and imperial subjects in Dazar'alor be withdrawn to Zuldazar.

The Dark Prophet's political orders over the past year have caused many trolls to complain. However, since the invasion of the orc coalition, his various orders and clever calculations have made the trolls who were originally hostile to him admire them.

The Prophet's order to retreat quickly received support from the Zandalari troll army.

under such circumstances.

Darkdin led his team to help the many trolls in Dassarone retreat towards Zuldazar.

Today, a vicious orc squad attacked a troll village. When Darkdin arrived with his Rastari enforcers, the village was already in flames.

The angry Dakdin and the trolls rushed in and fought a bloody battle with the orc army.

The trolls successfully wiped out all their enemies.

He also suffered serious losses.

Must retreat.

There were not many civilians left in the troll village. At this time, they also led the triceratops to drive, holding back their panic, fear and tears.

Under the cover of Dakdin's team of Rastali enforcers, they rushed out.

At this moment, only the burned houses and corpses were left in the village. In addition to the soldiers brought by Dakdin, these corpses also included the civilian trolls in the village, and a group of orc warriors who were strangled by Dakdin.

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The Dazar'alor region is the glorious land of the Zandalari Empire. Surrounding Zuldazar, at least 1/3 of the Zandalari trolls live.

There are countless troll villages and a large number of troll towns here. Although the Regent Prophet issued an order for a large-scale retreat, most of the trolls have already begun to retreat to Zuldazar.

However, there are still some trolls who are reluctant to part with their own villages, their own land, and their own property, and are not so willing to evacuate.

These stubborn and pitiful trolls became the target of attack and revenge by the orc army that had infiltrated into this area.

After all, in the battle with the trolls, the Zandalari trolls certainly suffered heavy casualties. The coalition of orcs and blood trolls, these attackers could not advance even if they suffered losses.

The orc army commanders became angry and angry. They were not good-tempered saints to begin with. Now that each individual's body is boiling with demon blood, they can no longer control the army and their desire to kill.

It can be said that the orcs at this time were just a group of emotionless killing machines.

The resistance of the trolls, the sacrifice of friendly forces.

It also aroused the ferocity of the orc invaders. In this case, the glory and glorious traditions of any race were completely thrown away.

Killing all the Zandalari trolls in sight has become the practice of most orcs.

This war has changed from a simple invasion at the beginning to a battle of life and death for the race.

After suffering heavy casualties, the Zandalari trolls, which had been at peace for a long time, finally burst out in the face of blood as they had dared to fight the Yaqir Empire back then.

All the voices that originally questioned the Dark Prophet within the territory had completely dissipated by this time.

The Zandalari trolls have gathered around the Dark Prophet, and they have never been so united.

For example, Dakdin, who used to secretly scold the Dark Prophet, is now willing to die for the Dark Prophet.

Because the Zandalari trolls discovered that without the prophet's ingenious calculation and advance arrangements.

Without Zul'gar's half-month obstruction and the time to relax for Zuldazar, Dazar'alor might have been breached long ago.

Orcs keep popping up, and no Zandalari know how many there are.

Originally, the number of blood trolls was extremely large, but the blood trolls were out of control and never posed a threat.

As a result, after the two sides united, the Zandalar Empire faced unprecedented pressure.

How many enemies are there?

No troll can guarantee that they know.

The enemies include the main force of the orcs, the blood troll vassals, and various local cannon fodder slaves who are suppressed and driven.

In fact, even they themselves could not figure out the specific number of troops dispatched by the orcs.

It can only be estimated to be around half a million. Half of them have already come out of the Dark Portal and appeared in Azeroth.

Such an army was divided into three groups and marched all the way to the Wharton Desert. The number was the smallest, less than 50,000 orcs.

The other two roads go south and face Zuldazar directly. One road goes east, along the tunnels between the mountains of the Zandalari Mountains, and points directly to the core area of ​​Zuldazar - Zanshu'er!

According to Ner'zhul's calculations, the three orc armies will eventually converge under the city of Zuldazar, and then sweep across the entire Zandalar, occupying this fertile land that the demon calls fertile land as a springboard for the orcs to invade the world.

An army of half a million orcs, only half of which came here, exceeded 250,000.

Once the 250,000-strong army takes action, the land of Zandalari will suddenly be filled with flames of war. Orc cavalry are everywhere. The main force of the orcs, under the cover of the unfolded wolf cavalry, is resolutely pointing at Zuldazar.

A large number of vassal armies from Draenor and expelled and suppressed slave cannon fodder from the local area, coupled with the blood trolls, were like locusts, sweeping across Zandalar, which had been at peace for a long time, raising food for the main orc army and capturing captives to feed them.

In just one month, the entire northern part of Zandalar Island seemed to have been submerged by the overwhelming sea of ​​orcs.





Riding a velociraptor, escorting the troll civilians who were crying all the way, Dakdin gasped and looked around blankly.

He had consumed so much energy in the previous fight that he didn't even know where he was for a moment.

The roars of the subordinates came from behind: "Go south quickly! Just take one more step south! Once we enter Zuldazar, these green-skinned monsters will no longer be able to do anything to us!!"

A kettle was suddenly handed over from the side. Dakdin took it blankly, but did not open the stopper.

The person passing the kettle was a young troll, one of the troll civilians escorted by this Rastali enforcer led by Darkdin.

But unlike those civilians who cried all the way, this was a brave troll.

He obviously had no training and was not a professional soldier.

In the melee with the orcs just now, he fought bravely and killed at least two orcs with simple weapons.

Daktin thought this was a good troll.


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