But it doesn't matter, the temporary tents have been set up. The buildings built by the Zandalari trolls and the residents here are inherently waterproof and resistant to humid climates.
The bonfire was lit.
"When the sun sets and the earth is dark, the fires are lit and the wine is filled."
“It’s time to chant dasa like loa.”
"The greatest god-king in the world is King Dasa, and he is the greatest commander of the trolls."
"Now, listen carefully and hope!"
"..."
The rhythmic Zandalari war song echoed among the troll warriors, and the trolls resting in front of the campfire danced and sang.
The lyrics look familiar?
Yes, the trolls of Zutona also sang about the new god-king.
To put it simply, Zutona's ballad is a direct copy of this Dasa song...with the object of singing changed, some tunes changed, and the singer changed the troll.
There are a lot of copied articles in the world, and the same goes for troll music.
Do not care of details.
Dakdin, who had been fighting fiercely for nearly a month and had never had a good rest, was smiling and listening to the songs and dances of his colleagues while eating meat in big mouthfuls.
In the past month, it was only at this time that Dakdin was able to feel a little happy.
Bite off a large piece of Bisailosaurus meat - this kind of dinosaur has no Loa, grows very fast, has very low intelligence, and is very common in the forest.
Although the taste of their meat is very average - to say it is average is to praise, except for a few pieces of meat on the body, the meat of the dinosaur species Disailosaurus is considered to be the most unpalatable to the taste buds of the trolls!
But this is wartime, and this kind of dinosaur is the best to find and kill.
Naturally, it became the best source of meat for the Zandalari trolls and their war beasts in the forest.
After swallowing the well-cooked dinosaur meat, sprinkled with a lot of salt and spices, it was still very unpalatable dinosaur meat.
Daktin had no choice but to focus on other aspects, not on the barbecue.
He looked to the side and saw a huge "monster" not far away, devouring food like a Devil Rex.
It was unimaginable that a few days ago, this was an ordinary troll warrior who was thinner than himself - what happened to the troll Jinrok, he felt that he could even write it into a ballad, and was praised by the poets who sang in the tavern.
Sung.
He was originally just an ordinary villager in an ordinary village on the border of the empire. During the invasion of foreign enemies, his wife died trying to save him, and his child also died.
He burst out with blood, joined the army on the front line of fire, and fought bravely to kill the enemy.
In a mortal crisis, he chose to sacrifice himself and wanted to die with his enemy.
In the end, the gods showed mercy and he did not really die. Instead, he gained immense power as a blessing in disguise.
It’s rarely written like this!
Dakdin sighed in his heart.
They are now stationed in Talgram, and the Talgram area has been placed under military control.
This area is one of Zandalar's grain-producing areas and sources of meat, so the main temple of Raizan was built here.
There are several small cities here, and an even larger number of Zandalar troll villages and towns.
This is also one of the two routes you must take if you want to go to Zuldazar from Nazmir southward without taking the front route.
Once this line of defense is lost, the vast territory in the northeast of Zuldazar and Dazar'alor will fall into the hands of the enemy.
If the northwest is also lost, then there will only be Zuldazar left in the Zandalari Empire.
The route in the middle mountain range is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and there are the most elite Zanshuer priests standing there.
Enemies on the western front battlefield have to pass through the Garden of the Loa, which is an area where many Zandalal Loa often move around. Almost all the priests who are not qualified to enter Zansul and are not in Zuldazar are there.
So from this perspective, the Eastern Front battlefield is actually one of the three lines of defense. It is the weakest and most dangerous battlefield.
for this line of defense.
The Zandalari trolls could only rely on Raizan, the strongest Loa, whose temple was here, hoping that he could show his great power and lead the trolls to defend this place.
After discussing with Zuul, Zuul and Tonatiu agreed that the defense here is the weakest.
The god-king of the desert trolls led his expeditionary army to join this battlefield.
The nights in Talgrab are not peaceful at all. The rainy season is approaching and the raindrops falling from the sky are getting heavier and heavier.
Strong winds howled among the rainforest and tropical plants. Let alone marching in the rainforest at this time, staying in front of the campfire to take shelter from the rain would be humid and uncomfortable.
The raindrops hit the tent and roof, making a loud crackling sound, blocking the sight of the trolls in the dark night.
Fortunately, most orcs are less adaptable to this kind of weather than trolls.
In this way, it actually gave the Trolls some home field advantage over their defense.
Daktin ate meat and drank water—wine in the songs, and often in the stories sung by the bards.
But on the real battlefield, of course soldiers and soldiers cannot drink alcohol when they are resting.
The captain of the Rastari Executor was confused at the moment, looking out at the dark rainy night, which was heavy.
Questions that have never occurred to me before.
In recent times, it has been weighing on his heart uncontrollably.
Where will Zandalar go?
How will His Majesty Lezan's status within the empire change?
Those hateful intruders, how can we make them...
The confused Dakdin suddenly stopped biting the meat, looking at the rainy night ahead, his hair stood up.
He saw in the direction he was looking, a pair of big green eyes suddenly appeared in the dark rainy night.
Enemy attack?
Those green-skinned monsters called orcs, it’s raining so hard, how dare they come to attack the trolls?!
Snapped!
He threw the two-sail dragon meat that was really unpalatable to the ground. Dakdin picked up the weapon he had never left and stood up.
Before he had time to shout, he alerted his colleagues.
Behind those big green eyes, another pair of green eyes suddenly appeared in the rainy night.
More than one pair.
In the blink of an eye, dozens or hundreds of these big green eyes appeared in the rainy night in that direction.
Daktin's breathing almost stopped.
What did the followers of Gonker and Gani grow up eating?
How could so many enemies come so close and not be noticed yet?!
"Enemy attack! Alert!"
"enemy!"
"..."
Daktin shouted heartbreakingly.
The hundreds of Zandalari troll warriors preparing here immediately noticed the direction of Darkdin.
The singing and dancing warriors showed good qualities and found their weapons in almost a few seconds.
When they got their weapons and tried to get into formation under the reprimands of the officers.
Those hundreds of pairs of green eyes were getting closer and closer, so close that the trolls could already see their appearance clearly.
On a rainy night, at least hundreds of wild-haired ravagers gathered together densely, moving strangely towards the temporary garrison of the troll army.
Dakdin, who shouted "enemy attack", was stunned.
The other trolls who saw their appearance were also stunned.
Daktin swallowed his saliva.
Why are these ferocious and terrifying Ravosaurus here? Why do they dare to come to the troll camp?
Normally, except for the too smart Velociraptor and the too powerful Devilsaur.
Trolls often only need to light special bonfires in the rainforest woodland to avoid most wild dinosaurs.
