Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 54 The Fusion of Three Parts

The dry season in the Zandalari mountains lasted longer and longer, and the food available in the forest became less and less, and the number of troll refugees who came to seek refuge with the Zandalar tribe was also increasing.

The integration of the three tribes went very smoothly. With the leadership of their respective loa gods, the trolls of the three tribes did not have any dissatisfaction. In their view, the choice of merging the tribes was the guidance given to them by the loa gods. , as long as they follow the guidance of the Loa gods, they will be able to live better.

After joining the Zandalari tribe, their lives are as beautiful as they imagined.

The Zandalari tribe has a magical way of obtaining food, which has prevented many of them from going out to venture out and hunt, which caused injuries or even death.

With sufficient food, a safe environment, even warm clothes, and a wooden house that can shelter from the wind and rain, these living conditions are met one by one, and naturally these trolls have a stronger sense of identity with the Zandalari tribe .

After spending more than a week, Lana finally gave Dasa a detailed statistical report on the current total population of the Zandalari tribe.

Currently, the total population of the Zandalari tribe is 670.

Among them, the population of young adults suitable for hunting and fighting is 1000 to 72.

There are 200 old people, [-] children, and [-] people who are physically injured and unable to work and hunt.

Looking at this statistical report, Daza felt confident.

"Is there any news about the blood trolls' invasion of the south from the village in the northern border? It has been almost a month and a half since their last invasion of the south. How are the preparations going?"

Dasa looked at Karaman, who was in charge of tribal military intelligence.

"The number of people stationed in the northern village has increased from 20 in the past to 500. Nearly half of our young and middle-aged population has been stationed there for reclamation. Recently, with the addition of Roca Warlord and Manco Warlord, our The range of alert detection has been enlarged, so there is no need to worry about any sudden invasion of blood trolls to the south."

Karaman was very confident when talking about the northern villages.

"You still have to be careful, those white ghosts who master blood magic are very cunning."

Dasa still felt that it was not safe enough. The combatable trolls with a population of more than 1000 were still not enough to sweep the blood trolls in the entire Nazmir Forest in Dasa's view.

Those guys who have been operating in the Nazmir Forest for many years under the protection of Haka are not so easy to deal with.

Be careful, there is always nothing wrong.

"We know that, Chief. In addition, the Roca Warlord and the Manco Warlord both requested to be stationed in the northern village. How should we respond?"

Karaman talked about another thing that made him feel difficult.

"Then let them go. I feel at ease with the two of them sitting in the village in the north. The food grown on the newly reclaimed farmland over there must be ready to harvest."

Dasa said and looked at Lana again. As the director in charge of internal affairs, she should be more aware of the situation there.

"Yes, chief, the plains over there are more suitable for reclaiming large planting areas than the current location of the Zandalari villages. Potatoes, radishes, and sweet potatoes have already entered the harvest period, but the number has not yet been counted. Also, it was a suggestion from that Kikchiko guy that he wanted more direhorns and thunder lizards to pull plows."

While talking, Lana handed Dasa a clay tablet.

"Okay, I got it. Tomorrow I will go to the northern villages myself. I'm going to see the construction situation there. I'm also going to visit Yawal of the Sharp Horn Tribe and Latza of the Thunder Tribe. See See if they are willing to exchange Direhorn and Thunder Lizard with us, we can exchange them with food and cloth.

When the time comes, Lana and Karaman will follow Zul's arrangements for the affairs of the village. "

After Dasa finished reading the clay tablet, he thought about it for a while and made arrangements.

Lana and Karaman, the two trolls, also led the order to leave Dasa's cabin after finishing their report.

Now with the increasing population of the Zandalari tribe, many of Dasa's previous plans can also be carried out when the population is sufficient.

First, the Zandalari tribe's troops have metallized their weapons.

The troops stationed in the northern villages all held sharp bronze spears and bronze daggers, and even the protective shields were covered with a layer of bronze.

Although the armor on his body has not been added with metal, the leather-wood composite armor is enough to resist the attacks of the stone and bone tools in the hands of those blood trolls.

Secondly, after the Zandalari tribe completed the metallization of military weapons, they began to vigorously promote the metallization of agricultural tools.

After a large amount of copper ore and tin-lead ore were mined, they were transported back to the smelting plant in the Zandalar village, where they were smelted and fused to produce suitable metal farm tools.

Shovels, hoes, plowshares, rakes, and sickles began to be metalized one after another.

The axes used for logging and the saws newly made by craftsmen in the smelting field gradually began to be used.

Along with the popularization and promotion of these metal tools, the productivity of the Zandalari tribe has been greatly improved, all without the participation of a loa.

"Since both of you are willing, I will officially announce the establishment of the priesthood, and I will take the position of high priest myself."

Zul stood under the altar of the village and said, looking at Machu Picchu and Kukulkan.

"Of course, as the priest of Rezan, the strongest loa god, Zul, you are qualified to be the highest priest of the priesthood, the position of high priest."

Kukulkan looked at the young priest and nodded.

As Zur, who is the same age as Dasa, he has also achieved extraordinary achievements in the field he is familiar with.

"Unifying the tribes of the trolls in the mountains of Zandalar is the destiny we want to pursue. I hope that the four of you can unite as one, so that our priesthood will always assist the chief to achieve this destiny."

Zul said as he walked up a step of the altar and glanced at Kukulkan, Machu Picchu, Shirok and Kula under the steps.

The four companies who heard Zul's words claimed to be.

The Loa Pantheon was formally established under the management of Zuer, and he also asked Dasa to use sufficient manpower to give priority to building a suitable temple.

However, his proposal was rejected by Dasa without hesitation.

"The most important thing for us now is to ensure that the clansmen have enough food to eat, enough warm clothes to wear, and the hunters in the villages in the north have strong armor and sharp weapons. Now is not the time for large-scale construction, Zul.

If we really want to build a pantheon, let's rebuild the altar in the village first, let's wrong the Loamen first, I think they can understand our difficulties. "

Dasa is strongly opposed to this kind of thing that consumes manpower and material resources to serve the loa gods. Although he does not reject the religious beliefs of the trolls, he opposes focusing on serving those religious beliefs.

Zul was a little disappointed with Dasa's answer, but he also understood Dasa's reason for doing so.In desperation, he had no choice but to select a few troll clansmen and some troll children who had no work arrangements to transform the altar in the village.

Kukulkan and Machu Picchu simply could not understand Dasa's approach.

In their view, the prosperity of the Zandalari tribe today is all thanks to the protection of the gods of the Loa.

The Zandalar tribe is a tribe favored by the gods, but their chieftain is so disrespectful to the loa, which makes them a little angry.

Kula is no stranger to Dasa's choice. She thinks that although her eccentric chief doesn't believe in those loa gods, he has a good relationship with them.

The reason for this she didn't quite understand.

"Priest Kukulkan, did Priest Memer of the Horn Tribe reply to our proposal?"

After Zul finished talking about the mission of the priesthood, he asked about the progress of the mission in front of him. He asked Kukulkan to represent the ambassador of the Zandalari tribe to ride the pterodactyl to the Horned Tribe two days ago. Talk to their priest Memel about merging.

"The other party refused. She said that their chief would never agree to such a thing. Moreover, she also said that if our Zandalari tribe wants to attack them, just try it. They will make us feel Torkali Crowning the avalanche of anger."

Kukulkan shook his head helplessly when he said this.

"Chuck of the Thunder Clan also rejected our offer. He almost speared me on the spot. Now is not the time, High Priest."

Machu Picchu on the side also looked helpless, and he also persuaded Zuer not to worry.

"What a bunch of short-sighted guys."

Zuer cursed secretly when he heard this.

Since he learned the truth about this world from Dasa two days ago, he has been thinking about how to deal with one crisis after another in the future all the time.

Their world had always been in danger, they just never knew it.

Living ignorantly, fighting for the resources in front of me every day until I die.

Until there is a whole lot of mess left for posterity.

He didn't want this, and Dasa didn't want to be like this.

So after that discussion, the two established their respective directions.

As the chieftain of the tribe, Dasa will be in charge of all secular affairs. He will try his best to unify the tribes of trolls, and then move towards the central area of ​​the ancient Kalimdor continent, the Well of Eternity.

As the high priest of the tribe, Zul is in charge of all spiritual and mysterious affairs. He and the priests will do their best to fight for the defense of Azeroth and to improve the cultural and spiritual life of the trolls.

But when Zul, who was full of hesitation, just sent two priests to persuade the priests of the other two tribes to merge, they were mercilessly rejected by the other party.

This slap shattered his complacency, and made him think carefully about how to help Dasa promote the unification of the troll tribes.

"High Priest, you seem to have changed a lot after your conversation with the chief two days ago."

Kula noticed the recent changes in her teacher, and she reminded her in a low voice.

"What? Have I changed?"

Zuer was a little dazed when he heard this.

"Well, you're getting more irritable. Like the chief. What's the reason?"

Kula pointed out the changes in Zuer in the past two days.

"I, have become more irritable? Ah, yes, I seem to have become more irritable."

After Zuer Jingkula said this, he himself reflected.

After knowing the truth about those worlds, he really became impatient.

Obviously during the conversation that day, Dasa kept telling him that Azeroth is still safe at this time, the ancient gods are still in prison, and the Burning Legion is still busy invading other lands. What about the world?

The trolls are safe now.

However, Zuer really couldn't calm down.

Since he knew those things, his dreams for the past two days have been nightmares.

Some bugs that he had never seen flooded into the mountains of Zandalar like a tide. Although the trolls fought desperately, they still couldn't stop these weird swarms.

He knew that his dreams were equivalent to an omen.

But these two days of dreams are obviously not a good omen.

This is a bad omen.

Neither the blood trolls in the Nazmir Forest nor their evil god masters have been dealt with, and now this ominous omen has appeared again.

How can he not be anxious.

"High priest, can you tell us what you talked to the chief that day?"

Kura really wanted to know the content of the conversation between Dasa and Zul that day.

"This, later. I will tell all of you in the future, and you should also prepare clay tablets to burn them down."

Zul hesitated for a moment after hearing Kura's words. In the end, he also decided to find an opportunity to record all the secrets related to his own world in the future. Even if they really die, the descendants can still live according to what they left behind. The content of knowledge to deal with the crisis that may occur in the future.

While the four priests were discussing here, a pterodactyl rider hurriedly descended from the sky.

"Witch! Where is the Chief?"

The rider looked anxious, and it was obvious that he had brought a very important piece of information.

"Come with me, what's going on?"

Seeing the other party like this, Zuer knew that something serious happened, and hurriedly led the other party to Dasa's wooden house.

Dasa had just sent Lana and Karaman away at this time, and he was about to go out of the house to bask in the sun, when he heard voices outside the house.

"Chief! There has been a large-scale movement of the blood trolls in the Nazmir forest in the north. It is certain that their southward invasion is about to begin."

The rider reported his discovery to Dasa as soon as he saw him.

"Is there a change in the Nazmir Forest? Haha, it's finally started. I'm afraid they won't make any changes this time! Guards, call the Warlord Karaman and Chief Lana. We're going to prepare for a big battle."

As Dasa spoke, he led the rider to the huge map in front of the Bonfire Square, asking him to mark the area where the abnormality was found in the Nazmir Forest.

The head-to-head confrontation between the Zandalari trolls and the blood trolls of Nazmir is about to begin.

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