Jindu, wearing a wooden mask, muttered to himself.
"How could Ganzu Laon fail so easily? Isn't the new Hakkari so terrifying? Isn't their evil god helpless even to the master of Hakka?"
"how so?"
"how so!"
When the news that the Zaun coalition forces had attacked the original Bloodcrest Highlands, which is now the New Hakkari Highlands, was passed to Zul'Gurub.
The entire Gurubashi city was in commotion! None of the dozen or so large and small tribes stationed in the city could remain calm. The first to bear the brunt were one of the most powerful clans, the Gurubashi and Jindu.
The Gurubashi Troll is not only the collective name for the entire jungle trolls, but also the name of a clan. The jungle trolls are generally called the Gurubashi, but there are hundreds of tribes in the Gurubashi.
The most powerful among these tribes is the Gurubashi tribe. The strongest jungle troll tribe deserves this title. In other words, if the Darkspear troll tribe is the strongest, then they can also call themselves the Gurubashi tribe.
In a sense, the title "Gurubashi" is the title of the orthodox jungle troll leader.
Over the past thousands of years, this has been an unspoken rule recognized throughout Stranglethorn Vale.
Chief Mandokil's tribal name is the Gurubashi tribe, which means that the jungle trolls he leads are the most powerful jungle troll clan.
At this moment, the chief of the strongest jungle troll tribe was looking livid... No, the jungle troll's face was originally livid.
In short, the expression on Mandokir's face at this moment is very bad, which is exactly in contrast to the confused and unbelievable look on Jindu's face.
"Neither Master Hakkar nor you told me that Ganzu Laen and his lunatic men would be so fragile! In less than 20 sunrises and sunsets, they actually failed?" Mandokir said coldly to Jin.
degree said.
"If we had known they were so vulnerable, we should have..."
Mandokir probably didn't say anything more, but it didn't mean more than that.
"It's not that simple. My chief, my blood lord..."
Jindu shook his head.
"According to the intelligence sent back by our spies, the situation is not that simple."
"What else is complicated? That loser Ganzu Laen! His father was just a little bug in my eyes before, and he himself is just a descendant of a bug! I can crush this kind of bug to death with just one kick.
How many!" Mandokir babbled.
"Okay." Jindu suddenly said coldly.
As soon as the sorcerer's voice turned cold, the seemingly unruly Blood Lord Mandokir suddenly became docile.
Apparently the chief of the Gurubashi tribe could command hundreds of thousands of trolls, but he was so obedient in front of a little-known sorcerer. This is naturally a story.
However, there is no need to mention this story in detail, since it is related to Mandokir's current belief.
"Ganzu Laan failed too quickly. Now it's hard for us. Those velociraptor shit in Zaun will not go home so easily. I bet that the desert master Hakkar swore to kill
The King of Trolls will definitely set his sights on Zul'Gurub!" Jindu said looking at Blood Lord Mandokir.
The velociraptors of Azeroth are carnivores, but they sometimes eat leaves and grass in the forest. I don’t know whether it’s to change their taste or to supplement vitamins, but most velociraptors occasionally eat some plants.
They eat both meat and grass, so although the feces of Velociraptors are not the smelliest, they are still very smelly. In addition, they are often common in the environment where trolls live. Therefore, "Velociraptor poop" is in the troll world,
Almost every troll race likes to use it as a curse.
Jindu, a sorcerer who is considered gentle among trolls, would scold the stinky raptor shit, which shows that his current mood is not calm.
"What should we do?" Mandokir didn't think too much.
"Hey... what else can be done?" Jindu sighed. "Let's see what Zaun does next. Mandokir, just watch, Stranglethorn Vale will never be the same as before."
…
…
"The past in Stranglethorn Vale is the past."
"The future of Stranglethorn Vale will never be the same as the past!"
Standing on the altar of Khorne on the Bloodcrest Highlands, Tonatiu looked at the tens of thousands of elite jungle trolls gathered below.
The New Hakkari, who have been causing trouble in Stranglethorn Vale for more than a year, have been swept into the trash heap of history. All New Hakkari trolls, except those who escaped, will either be killed or swear an oath on the spot.
No longer believe in the blood god.
In this world where there are gods above your head, oaths are not as useless as they are on earth. There are various restrictions on swearing in this world, especially when swearing to gods or various high-ranking beings.
The oaths in Azeroth are obviously more reliable than the oaths on Earth, especially the oath of abandoning gods and trusting other gods. Few trolls dare to break it even to the death.
Therefore, as long as a troll is willing to swear an oath and declare his conversion to the Sun God and the Moon God, he can basically be regarded as a trustworthy prisoner in front of him.
And for the remaining die-hards, of course they have no choice but to return to Bwonsamdi's kingdom.
The most fanatical trolls, whose bodies had mutated bodies, had died in the previous battles. The remaining trolls who surrendered and swore to convert could only be regarded as pan-believers of Khorne at best.
, most of them are still coerced non-bloodcap trolls.
Therefore, the moment we attack the high ground and destroy the enemy's lair, the victory of this war has basically been declared.
Although this victory came so quickly.
What Tonatiu is doing now is to launch a new war mobilization against the Zaun coalition forces who were in a period of enthusiasm for winning the war and take the opportunity to unify the entire Gurubashi and defeat Zul'Gurub.
"As I said to you before! Follow me, as long as you follow me. We can create history! Create history that belongs to Gurubashi! Create history that belongs to the entire troll!"
"Trolls are the first empire and intelligent race to appear in the world! We are the eldest sons of the world! In the past, Gurubashi abandoned the responsibility of the eldest son and also lost the glory that he should have as the eldest son of the world!"
"Now I will take you to create history! To regain this responsibility and to regain this honor!"
"The Gurubashis!"
Tonatiu shouted to the turbulent Gurubashi trolls below.
"Tell me! What is our next target!" The God King's roar used the power of faith, which made his voice penetrate deeper into the hearts of the trolls and stirred up their emotions.
I don’t know if there was really a troll stirring up the spirit, or if it was entrusted. After Tonatiu shouted these words, a clear voice shouted loudly: "Zul'Gurub! We are going to Zul'Gurub.
!”
Soon, the Gurubashi also shouted following the voice.
"Zul'Gurub! March to Zul'Gurub!"
"For King Tonatiu! For the Gurubashi! For the trolls, Zul'Gurub must belong to us!"
"..."
The shouts were so loud that the surrounding trees rustled and their leaves fell.
Tonatiu smiled.
It’s so easy to arrange it!
"good!"
The god king's voice shook the world, he raised the huge sword in his hand and pointed in the direction of Zul'Gurub in the northeast of the highland.
