Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 7 Time to prepare for battle

From Wukan, Dasa learned about the origins of the few unfamiliar faces that appeared in the tribal camp today. They were all trolls who originally lived in a small tribe in the nearby area, but a group of special troll tribes from the northern mountains attacked them In order to survive, they had to leave their homes and become refugees.

"The pale troll in Nazmir?"

Dasa was still very sensitive to the name Nazmir. He knew the blood trolls, but he didn't expect those guys to appear so early.

"Yes, a group of crazy guys who believe in evil gods."

Zul looked at the puzzled Dasa, and opened his mouth to explain for him.

Blood Trolls are an ancient troll that dwell in Nazmir and worship the Blood God.They even retain the cruel and most primitive troll culture. They are a matriarchal society. There is no doubt that men must obey women, otherwise these men will be imprisoned or even executed.

"Hakkar? Or G'huun?"

When Dasa heard that the other party believed in the blood god, he asked; after all, there are still many strange creatures with the title of blood god in Azeroth.

"No believer would voluntarily say the name of the evil god, and besides, there are very few people who can escape from those lunatics, so no one can explain in more detail about the blood troll."

Zul shook his head, saying that he didn't know anything more detailed and in-depth. After all, there were only a few records about the blood troll in the tribe.

Dasa could only button his hair helplessly, he was ready to ask those refugees early the next morning, presumably those poor fellows should have seen those so-called pale trolls.

After leaving Wukan's hut, Dasa returned to his hut, lying on a bed of hay, thinking about the information about Nazmir and the blood troll.

His memory of that area is also a little fuzzy, but he only vaguely remembers that the blood trolls believed in a man-made ancient god named G'huun.

It was the man-made experimental body left by the Titans to study the ancient gods.

However, Dasa still vaguely remembered that before G'huun, there was also the blood god Haka who also got involved.

After all, it was the memory of the previous life. It has been almost fifteen or sixteen years since he came to this world, and he can't remember it clearly.

As soon as the morning light of the next day appeared, Dasa left his wooden house and came to the big bonfire site where the tribe gathered. As expected, he saw those unfamiliar faces from yesterday.

Dasa also took the initiative to talk to these refugees. For these refugees, Dasa's appearance still attracted their attention. After all, last night he and Zul dragged the Devilsaur corpse These few people also saw the scene of returning to the tribe.

"You don't have to be so careful with me. Relax. I just want to ask about the situation in your previous tribe and how you were attacked by the group of blood trolls."

After a few simple conversations, Dasa threw out the key questions he wanted to ask.

After the four refugees also fell into silence for a while, they slowly told Dasa what happened the night their tribe was attacked.

The tribe the four of them used to live in was not large. Like Dasa’s tribe, there were only about twenty people in total. They also lived a simple life of hunting and gathering on weekdays. OK, but at least survive.

Until about a week ago, a horde of pale-skinned trolls invaded their home.

It was a night of terror, when the bright flames turned scarlet with blood magic, and the whole tribe was corrupted by blood magic.

"Only the four of us escaped by chance, and everyone else is gone!"

Speaking of sadness, the emotions of the four of them all collapsed.

"It's too bad, and I feel sympathy for the misfortune of your people; but don't worry, it's still safe here."

Dasa confirmed the information he wanted from the four refugees. Apart from the information about the blood troll, he also got a little extra.

For example, the tribe has a salt well!
Salt!
It is extremely important to the humans on Earth in the previous life, and it is also very important to the trolls in this life.

Salt is not only an important seasoning, but also an indispensable substance for maintaining the normal development of the human body.

It regulates the balanced distribution of water in the human body, maintains the osmotic pressure inside and outside the cells, participates in the formation of gastric acid, promotes the secretion of digestive juice, and can increase appetite; at the same time, it also ensures the pH necessary for the action of pepsin and maintains the balance of pH in the body , and the normal circulation of body fluids.

Too little salt will lead to low sodium content in the body, loss of appetite, weakness of limbs, dizziness and other phenomena; in severe cases, anorexia, nausea, vomiting, accelerated heart rate, weak pulse, muscle spasm, blurred vision, and weakened reflexes may also occur and other symptoms.

In tribes that lack salt wells, the best way to get salt is sweat and the blood and flesh of prey, but the salt contained in it is too little.

Dasa had thought of many ways to get the tribe to eat salt before. He had explored all the areas around the tribe but found no salt mines, so he could only choose to use his own tribe's coarse pottery at the annual tribal exchange chamber of commerce. products in exchange for salt.

In addition to the salt well, Dasa also confirmed the news of the existence of ore in that tribe from the mouths of the refugees.

Just when Dasa was happily preparing to receive the inheritance of that unlucky tribe, several troll refugees appeared at the gate of their tribe's camp, begging for their acceptance.

"What? Your tribe was also attacked by those lunatics?"

Dasa learned from the five new troll refugees how their tribe was gone.

A sense of crisis emerged spontaneously from the bottom of his heart.

"It's my responsibility to arrange their jobs, Dasa, you go about your own business first."

When Wukan heard that another troll refugee was about to join his tribe, he immediately appeared on the square and asked Dasa to go hunting with the hunting team.

When Dasa returned from hunting, he found that the number of new faces in the camp had changed from nine when he left in the morning to fifteen.

Now, the total population of his tribe has risen from 23 to 38.

The increase in population is an excellent thing. In this era of backward productivity, more population means more labor. The work that could not be carried out in the tribe due to insufficient population is now available with sufficient population. unfolded; it should have been a cause for celebration.

However, when Dasa learned from these refugees the reason why they came here, it was difficult for him to feel any joy.

In the dark wooden house, with the moonlight passing through the window, Dasa could barely see the appearance of his good friend Zul sitting opposite him.

The other party's expression was the same as his at this time, with a serious face.

"According to the information we now know, four small tribes have been destroyed by the blood trolls, and most of the people in them have also been captured by those lunatics; Zul, you know that those who were taken away What will people be used for?"

Dasa sat cross-legged on the animal skin rug, looking at Zul across from him.

"They will all be sacrifices to the evil gods, or they will become the rations that the blood trolls have stored up to survive this dry season."

Zuer said in a deep voice.

"Food and sacrifices? Judging from the position of those tribes compared to our tribe, we probably won't be very safe here."

Using the moonlight, Dasa marked the locations of the four tribes that were attacked and wiped out by the blood trolls on the map drawn on the crude animal skin on the table.

The entire northern village has been attacked by blood trolls, and Dasa's tribe is even closer to the Zandalari mountains in the south.

However, Dasa worried that those blood trolls would go further south, and their tribe would definitely become a target by then.

"Judging from the map you drew, we might be the next one, Dasa, we have to get ready."

Zul looked at the marks marked on Dasa's map with a serious expression full of bitterness.

For those blood trolls who can use blood magic, beating them, small tribes without the protection of the loa gods, is as easy as catching pheasants in the bushes.

At this time, he was even more eager to get the protection of the Loa God.

"Now we have to plan how to deal with those white-skinned monsters."

Dasa stared at the map and began to think about the countermeasures.

From the mouths of those refugees, it is not difficult to find that those blood trolls almost all have blood magic, but the good news is that the frontal lethality of those blood magic does not seem to be strong.

At least it wasn't as strong as the gunpowder explosion in his impression. Blood magic was mainly weird and corrosive.

"Let's build the wall."

Dasas deliberated and decided to build the city wall.

"I think it's better to talk to that loa god. If we have his protection, those blood trolls won't take the initiative to trouble us, right?"

Zul is still concentrating on winning Rezan over. In his opinion, all the crises that the tribe is facing now are caused by the lack of a powerful and reliable loa.

As long as their tribe has a powerful patron saint, then those lunatics from the north are absolutely impossible to trouble their tribe, because as long as they dare to trouble their tribe, they will face Rezan's wrath.

That is an active act of courting death.

"Why, haven't you had enough of the lesson from last time? Well, it's also a way to use Rezan's place as a refuge, but since it's a refuge, we'd better stockpile some supplies there in advance, and at the same time Screen and select the list of people who have been sent there to take refuge."

Dasa originally wanted to veto Zul's proposal out loud, but considering the weirdness of blood magic, he chose to agree to Zul's proposal out of caution.

Let alone whether Rezan will shelter these refugees who escaped from their tribe, it is indeed a good choice to prepare a refuge in advance.

"Then I will visit that Rezanloa early tomorrow morning."

Zuer, who had made up his mind, immediately decided on his next action plan.

"My side also needs to call on the tribesmen to build the city wall while ensuring sufficient food. At the same time, we must also do a good job of food reserves."

Dasa is also preparing to plan a plan to build a wall for war.

Regardless of whether those blood trolls will really come to attack their tribe, there is always nothing wrong with early preparations.

After discussing their plans for the future, the two went to rest separately.

After that, Dasa also submitted his plan to Wukan. As the chief of the tribe, only he can decide whether to implement the plan of Dasa and Zul.

"Are you being too careful with this thought? You must know that we are in the Zandalar Mountains. Those blood trolls will not go south so deep."

After hearing Dasa's plan, Wukan felt that the young man in front of him was a bit too worrying.

"We can't judge the thoughts of those lunatics according to common sense, chief. Those cannibals don't worry about the lack of food. With more and more refugees fleeing to our place, our place is attacked by those blood trolls more likely."

While speaking, Dasa opened the map he had drawn in front of Wukan, and told Wukan and Mu Ke his conjecture again.

"Dasa's words are not unreasonable, and there is indeed such a possibility."

Mu Ke looked at the map drawn by Dasa and fell into deep thought.

"Those blood trolls all have blood magic. Even if we build a wall here, it is impossible to defend it."

Wukan coughed twice, not very optimistic about Daza's defensive plan.

"Then there is still a way out. Zuer has already set off for the place where he encountered the demigod in the wilderness last time. He is going to build a backup camp there and send all the women and children of the tribe there for refuge."

As Dasa spoke, he pointed to the clearing in the forest on the map.

"A backup camp? This is indeed a good choice, but how do we evacuate the women and children under the attack of the blood troll?"

Wukan agreed with the plan to establish a backup stronghold, but he quickly raised a very realistic question.

"Reconnaissance and monitoring on the periphery in advance, setting up traps, and if there are traces of the blood troll, immediately implement the retreat plan."

Dasa articulated his own solution. If he wanted to defend and evacuate, he had to detect possible incoming blood trolls in advance, and complete the transfer of personnel before they arrived at the tribe.

"Okay, I will find a way to transfer a few experienced hunters to take on the mission of vigilance and investigation."

Mu Ke couldn't think of a better solution than this for a while, so he agreed with Dasa's opinion.

After weighing the pros and cons, Wukan decided to give priority to the preparation of the backup base. As for the construction of the wall in the tribal camp, he decided to let it go later, after all, there are still not enough manpower.

But what happened next made Dasa even more nervous, and his long-suffering manpower shortage was resolved.

Waves of more refugees from small northern tribes arrived in their tribes.

And with the arrival of these refugees, there is also the threat from the blood trolls.

The preparations for the defense work have reached the point of no delay, and the clouds of war have filled the entire tribe.

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