Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 77
The dry season in the Zandalari Mountains seems to be coming to an end. The wind from the west blows the clouds and gradually gathers over this area. As the clouds gradually intensify, the sun's rays are blocked by the dark clouds, making the world It got dark.

Just like the war that is about to be staged here.

On the vast plain, the army of the Zandalari tribe and the army of the Chichen Itza war mother settlement lined up on both sides.

The withered yellow grassland in the middle is the place of war later.

"Today! It will be the first step in our counterattack against the blood trolls! Take a good look at the companions around you! Feel the strength of our unity! Those offal from the depths of the Nazmir forest We will be crushed to powder by us!"

Dasa was riding on the back of Deinonychus, holding a bright red spear, wearing gold armor, and a leather-wood helmet with colorful tail feathers on the top.

He rode his Deinonychus mount from the head of the line to the end of the line.

When he finished this short speech, all the Zandalari trolls responded excitedly.

The main heavy infantry excitedly hit their spears with their round shields, and the drums and horns behind them also sounded.

"The loas are with us!"

Zul stood behind the army formation, and he bestowed blessings on the soldiers. These blessings from the Loa can effectively increase the combat effectiveness of the Zandalari warriors, and at the same time, to a certain extent, let their souls Protected from the Harkkar.

"High Priest, you should retreat."

After confirming that Zul had finished casting the spell, the two Zandalari warriors guarding Zul under Dasa's order immediately urged him to take him away from the battlefield as soon as possible.

"I know, I'll just take another look, just one look."

Zul looked into the distance like a Zandalari army that couldn't be seen at a glance. He didn't want to leave here at this critical moment.

"High Priest, this is the order of the chief. We must save your life, let's go."

The other warrior could understand Zul's reluctance at this moment, but they also knew very well how important Zul was to their tribe at this time.

Because of this, they could not wait to take Zuer away from this dangerous battlefield.

Two special pterodactyls were waiting for the three of them not far away. When the three rushed over, the two pterodactyls flapped their wings and headed towards the safest southern village.

After taking off, Zuul still looked at the battlefield that was gradually moving away behind him.

The large army has already moved, and at the same time the blood trolls on the opposite side have also moved.

The attack of the Chichen Itza war mother settlement is disorderly. A group of blood priests as grassroots commanders will only let the blood hunters charge. In addition, what they have to do is to assist the blood mistresses in casting spells to destroy these The army of the Zandalari tribe opened a gap for the victory of the entire war.

Even with the blessing of the blood god, these chaotic blood hunters who fought chaotically could only drink their hatred under the Zandalari ultra-long spear phalanx.

The central army of the Zandalari tribe is a solid and reliable Zandalari heavy infantry and lightly armed auxiliary army. The two wings are the offensive spearheads composed of mixed light and heavy cavalry, supplemented by a large number of auxiliary soldiers.

"Great Chief! We have discovered the location of the War Mistress! She is in the center of these white ghosts!"

Roca sent new information from the sky. When the pterodactyl rider squadron was entangled with the wind snakes in the sky, they had already discovered the location of the Chichen Itza War Mother, and he immediately sent this important The information was relayed to Dasa.

"Understood! Leave it to me, and leave the things in heaven to you!"

After Daza finished speaking, he instigated the Deinonychus under his crotch to rush out.

Dasa, who was in the right-wing army, led the troops here to rush towards the blood trolls. His plan was very simple. He was going to lead the right-wing troops to smash the left-wing troops of the blood trolls, and then go straight to the opponent's central army. go.

The key to victory in this battle is to prevent the war mistress from using large-scale blood magic to deal with the army of the Zandalari tribe. The army of thousands of people will be wiped out.

It is also because of this that Dasa chose the upwind position for this battle, that is, the west direction.

In this way, even if the opponent used a spell like scarlet blood mist, it would be difficult to pose any threat to the warriors of the Zandalari tribe without the effect of the wind.

However, Daza wouldn't bet that this Chichen Itza war mistress knew anything else about blood spells.

"Follow me! Take down the leaders of this group of bastards! We can win! Rush!"

Dasa rode on the Deinonychus, holding the bright red spear tightly in his left hand and the bright red long sword in his right hand, rushed into the formation of the blood trolls and set off a bloody storm.

Behind him was a mixed force of light and heavy cavalry. They followed behind Daza and drilled towards the depths of the enemy's formation while covering his wings.

Facing the heavily armed Direhorn heavy cavalry, at first there were many blood hunters who dared to attack them fanatically, but they were quickly knocked away by these Direhorn knights and stepped into a puddle of flesh.

The velociraptor light cavalry covering the Direhorn heavy cavalry waved their bronze long swords like a harvester entering a corn field, quickly harvesting the heads of these blood hunters.

Relying on the momentum of the velociraptor, these velociraptor knights easily plucked the heads off each other's necks without any effort at all.

While the right wing led by Dasa is in full swing, the center and left wings have already ushered in the offensive launched by several blood mistresses and their priests.

Those fanatical blood hunters went forward and did not care whether they would die under the ultra-long guns of the Zandalari trolls. They were like a group of ants obeying the orders of the queen, and they rushed to the defense of the Zandalari tribe. .

"Steady the battle line! Don't retreat!"

Manco led the charge on his velociraptor like Dasa, and he was accompanied by Yaval of the direhorn heavy cavalry.

"For Zandalar!"

A khaki light flickered all over Yaval's body, and he drove his Direhorn overtaken Manco and rushed into the blood hunters.

Every run of this crazy Direhorn can set off an earthquake, and Manco, who is covered in blood, has a little chance to breathe.

The spells of the blood priests bombarded the Direhorn heavy cavalry with the protection of Torkali, but only splashed a little ripple, and did not have any substantial impact.

For the central army, Bwonsamdi and Latza are in charge. The Thunder Lizard riders carry drums and horns on their backs. While commanding the troops through the sound of drums and horns, they release thunder to provide weak energy to the anxious front line. harm.

"Oh! This time, the old man Muerzala will definitely die of joy, so many souls will flow into his hands."

Bwonsamdi still wore the bone mask on his face, and he muttered while sitting in command of the Chinese army.

He could see that with the continuation of the battle, more and more trolls died, and the souls of those dead gradually spread on this plain. He called the loa who protected the Antail tribe, Muezala .

The opponent unceremoniously took all the souls of the war dead away.

The Loa, who became the god of death by the Antaien tribe, showed his ability in line with it at this moment.

The Chinese army where the war mother settled in Chichen Itza, the war mother was preparing for a complicated spell-casting ceremony at the moment, and she did not show the slightest anxiety in the face of the anxious situation on the front line.

The group of blood hunters had nothing to look forward to besides helping to catch the sacrifices.

Therefore, the breakthrough of the army formation was also within her acceptable range. After all, the blasphemer who led the team did have the ability to break through his own defense line.

"Battle mother! Do you want us to stop the enemy coming from the left?"

North walked into the ongoing ceremony and asked Chichen Itza's opinion.

"Don't worry about the things on the left. If it is breached there, it will be breached. You and your hunters just need to guard here and guard it well."

Chichen Itza did not choose to send the Blood Mistress and her troops out to help defend the breached left flank defense line, but let her stay to assist her in casting spells.

From Chichen Itza's point of view, as long as she can successfully cast the spell, the situation of the entire war will be better.

The last batch of captives they caught became poor sacrifices in her spell-casting ceremony, but before she could complete this ceremony, she heard the voice she was familiar with and hated.

"You bastards! Get out of the way!"

Daza had already broken through the defense line of North's hunters at this moment, although he himself could not feel it.

With the cover of a large army, he finally no longer has to worry about the enemies that may attack from his back and wings, and the soldiers under his command can cover him to complete the task of assaulting forward.

"For Zandalar!"

The Zandalari hunters following behind him cooperated with each other and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed. While expanding the results of the battle, they ensured the safety of Dazar's wings and behind.

Hearing the roar of battle and the increasingly messy camp, Chichen Itza also felt a sense of anxiety in his heart.

It was only the last step, as long as she could summon the illusion of the blood god, she would be sure to turn this army of trolls who dared to attack her into a sacrifice to the blood god!

As the blood qi gradually condensed, the image of a wind snake was gradually formed, but it was a pity that it had no chance to condense and form.

A long spear drew a red trail from the sky, piercing the unformed phantom, and the residual anger attached to the long spear dispelled the rising blood energy.

"You damn bitch! What have you done!"

Chichen Itza finally became anxious and angry after the spell-casting ceremony was destroyed by Dasa.

"Don't worry, the next thing is what I have to do."

While talking, Daza swung his sword towards Chichen Itza, he didn't want to waste too much talk with this mistress of war.

This time, he must cut off the opponent's head to pay homage to those clansmen who died because of the blood troll's invasion of the south.

"Die, Blasphemer!"

Chichen Itza was already furious because of the failure of casting the spell this time, she recklessly grabbed a stone ax and came towards Dasa.

The bright red long sword knocked the stone ax away when it collided with the stone axe.

The momentum of the Deinonychus combined with Daza's own strength in swinging the weapon surpassed the unprepared Chichen Itza.

The stone ax in her hand was sent flying by Dasa's blow.

Although Dasa rushed past Chichen Itza, he also grabbed the bright red spear thrown by him, and he jumped off his mount without caring about turning the dragon head.

A long spear turned into a long red snake in his hand, and anyone who dared to get close would be fatally shot.

Surrounding Chichen Itza, besides the blood priests and several blood mistresses, are the blood hunters who have received her own blood.

These blood-fed blood hunters are more powerful than other blood hunters. If Dasa had acted so recklessly in the past, he would have been entangled by them, but now it is different.

"For the Warchief! For the Zandalari!"

The carefully selected warchief guards from the entire Zandalari tribe came in handy at this moment, and they took the initiative to entangle the blood hunters fed by the blood of Chichen Itza.

The grounds and opportunities were created for Dasa to fight Chichen Itza fairly.

"Take a good look! Bastards! The power of your blood gods is worthless in front of the united Zandalari tribe! Die! I will give you a hard time."

As Dasa spoke, he entered a berserk state, and his speed, strength, and reaction completely surpassed the current Chichen Itza.

"No! No! You bitch!"

Chichen Itza resisted Dasa's attack with a bone spear in one hand and a club in the other. His attack was so sharp that Chichen Itza had no chance to cast spells. Even if she prayed to the blood god for power, she couldn't get it out for a while. Ample offerings.

However, she noticed the blood god's curse lurking in Dasa's body.

That is her only chance to come back!
Bone spears and clubs criss-crossed Daza's slashed sword.

"Do you think you won? Do you know that when facing a war mother, you need to be as devout and awe-inspiring as possible! Now, let me tell you! Why do you do this!"

When Chichen Itza spoke, the surging blood magic in his body rushed into Dasa's body, activating the curse of the blood god in his body.

A sense of weakness suddenly emerged.

"Oh, I've been on guard against you for a long time, and this move."

Dasa felt the obvious weakness in his body, but he was already prepared for it!

There were bursts of thunder in the gloomy sky, and lightning flashed in the cloud, and then a purple thunder burst out of the cloud and struck down on Dasa and Chichen Itza.

This speed was far faster than Chichen Itza's reaction. She never thought that such a day would come.

Blessed by the blood god, Chichen Itza was not directly killed by this blow, but her state can basically be declared dead.

Dasa survived the blow by relying on his strong body and the special conductivity of the blood spear. Now is the time for him to reap the fruits of victory.

The bright red long sword drew an equally bright red light.

Chichen Itza War Mistress, conferred the head.

Latza rode on his thunder lizard, looking at the battlefield struck by the thunder he guided, while Daza's spear stood against the wind with the head of Chichen Itza.

He knew that the Zandalari had won this war.

　PS: Friday, that's it for this week.Tomorrow is Saturday and Sunday. I wish all book lovers a happy weekend in advance.Um.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)