No matter what season or time you enter the Valley of Thorns, outsiders are always greeted by the hot and humid air.
Stranglethorn Vale is a large area of rainforest, probably the largest rainforest in Azeroth. To a certain extent, the air here is a bit like Feralas, but it is not as blocking the sky and the sun as the latter.
In a large enclosure, the trees are much different in height and density, so the air has to circulate much more.
The vitality of the rainforest is extremely active, the species is extremely rich, and it is also more cruel.
The law of the jungle where the weak eat the strong is best reflected here. Anyone who can survive here has extraordinary survival skills. Carnivores such as velociraptors, tigers, cheetahs, and crocodiles that are at the top of the food chain are the most common predators anywhere else.
You are the overlord of one side, but you also have to be careful here.
Even vegetarian creatures are not easy to mess with. Orangutans have extremely strong limbs, lizards have hard skins and the ability to petrify, etc.
Speaking of Stranglethorn Vale, we have to mention the trolls. Trolls are one of the oldest races in Azeroth - even older than the night elves.
One of these ancient races, the Gurubashi, once one of the most powerful troll empires, has thrived in Stranglethorn Vale for tens of thousands of years.
From ancient times to the present, the Gurubashi has always been the most chaotic tribe among the trolls. The war between the jungle trolls has lasted for thousands of years, and the controller of Zul'Gurub will change almost every ten years.
.Nowadays, Stranglethorn Valley has become more and more chaotic because of the jungle trolls.
The rainy season in the rainforest is extremely long. It only doesn’t rain much for two or three months a year in Stranglethorn Valley. At other times, it rains mostly every two or three days.
It was raining as usual in Stranglethorn Valley during the long rainy season. Ganzu Laen, the chief of the Bloodscalp clan, stood on a mound, looking up at the sky, letting the rain fall on his face, his fangs, and his teeth.
On his hair and on his body.
The rainforest is misty and filled with mist. It blocks the line of sight like mist, making it impossible for animals living in the rainforest to see very far.
Ganzu Laen let the heavy rain fall on his face, and he quietly waited for the opportunity.
I don’t know how long it took.
The heavy rain gradually became lighter and turned into light rain.
suddenly.
In front of Ganzu La'en Land, a burst of dazzling red light burst out from the tall trees above the rain forest.
"The signal is coming! Kill!" Ganzu Laen roared in a low voice.
"kill!"
Behind him, hidden in the mist below the mound, countless Gurubashi trolls raised their weapons and roared at their chiefs and leaders: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Ganzu Laen did not hesitate, he took the lead in the charge, and was the first to rush into the forest towards the place where the red light just emitted.
His soldiers made various strange noises and followed their chief into the forest.
About half an hour later.
In Stranglethorn Valley, the village of the original Gurubashi Split Leopard Clan, hundreds of adult troll men from the Split Leopard Clan fell in a pool of blood, and even more members of the Split Leopard Clan were trembling and kneeling in a pool of blood.
While Ganzula Enzhi was walking with great satisfaction, he looked at the conquered people in front of him and raised the weapon in his hand: "From today on! You are no longer the Split Leopard Clan, the Split Leopard Clan is gone! You have
With a new name, you are now Hakkari Trolls! Are there any opponents?”
The young troll chief stared at the members of the original Split Leopard clan with ferocious eyes.
An extremely old troll from the Split Leopard Clan stepped out from the crowd and stood up tremblingly with the support of a young troll.
Ganzu Laen looked at him, and the chief raised his head with a condescending attitude: "Old guy, aren't you convinced?"
The old troll was wet all over, and there was a lot of blood on his half-leather and half-linen clothes. His voice was hoarse and desperate: "Ganzu La'en, the son of Ganzu Lakang, the chief of the Bloodcrest clan..."
"Old guy! That is the past tense! I am Ganzu Laon, but I am no longer the chief of the Bloodscalp clan. Now Ganzu Laon is the king of the Hakkari trolls!"
"Hahaha~" The old troll looked at him with great hatred. "I know your father, Ganzulakang. When Ganzulakang was young, he once asked me how to make the clan more prosperous in Stranglethorn Valley.
Good survival! I didn’t expect that his son would come and destroy my clan 20 years later.”
"Who are you?"
"The great elder of the Split Leopard Clan, the previous chief..."
"Okay. Old guy, for the sake of my father, I allow those of you who are still alive to join Hakkari and become followers of His Majesty the Blood God. And you can be responsible for continuing to lead you useless guys." Gan
Zuraen said arrogantly.
"Okay..." The Great Elder lowered his head. "Then Chief of Hakkale, I hope to hand over the treasures of the Split Leopard Clan to you as a certificate of submission for us to join Hakkale."
As he spoke, the great elder broke away from the support of the young troll next to him, put his hands in his arms and walked towards Ganzu Laen tremblingly.
"Stop, old guy." A guard behind Ganzu Laan shouted loudly. "Give me the things, and I will take them to the chief!"
Ganzulain stretched out his hand to block the guard who wanted to step forward. Chief Hakkale said arrogantly: "Let him come over."
So under the watchful eyes of hundreds of former members of the Split Leopard Clan and hundreds of Hakkale warriors, the elders of the Split Leopard Clan slowly walked in the rain and gradually approached Ganzu La'en.
Ganzu Laen has been silent since he started taking action, he just raised his head slightly and looked at the old troll elder arrogantly.
"Chief..." The elder walked up to Ganzu La'en and said in a hoarse voice: "Come... this is the treasure of our Split Leopard clan..."
The elder stretched out his hand from his arms, and Ganzu Laen took a look and saw that it was a dark, gray thing that looked very much like a seed.
"What is this?" Ganzulain frowned.
"Something that can take your life!" The elder, whose voice was originally very deep, suddenly screamed miserably, and the inconspicuous seed in his hand began to glow and expand, covering his elder and Ganzu Laen in an instant.
Rumble!
This was followed by a low explosion and huge air waves. Several of Ganzu Laen's closest guards were even blown far away by the air waves and fell to the ground screaming.
The originally desperate Split Leopard Clan trolls looked at this scene with extremely joyful eyes. They did not expect that the Great Elder could use such a powerful voodoo spell. Under such a powerful explosion, Ganzu La'en should
It was destroyed in the explosion!
However……
When the smoke dissipated and the smoke and flames disappeared under the blow of the rain, the arrogant Ganzulaen kept his arrogant expression and remained motionless in his original position.
In the astonishing explosion just now, not to mention being killed, Ganzu Laen did not even lose a piece of his clothes. The rain hit him, making the stunned Split Leopard Clan troll fall into a deep abyss of despair.
"Chief..."
"Are you okay? Chief!"
"That dirty old guy! These dirty and low-level Split Leopard Trolls!"
"Kill them all!"
"..."
The hundreds of Hakkari warriors who followed Ganzu La'en roared.
Ganzu Laen wiped the rainwater from his face and said expressionlessly: "Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull throne."
