Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 463 16. These northern trolls are so savage

  Little Star went to Moonglade in Kalimdor to ask the Druids to "collect debts", so Black had to travel alone on the journey from Grizzly Hills to Zul'Drak.

  Fortunately, he still has a silly little murloc, two war beasts, and a loyal hippogryph to accompany him, which makes this journey not boring.

   Hippogryph flew low in the sky carrying Black.

In the forest below   , the ghost wolf is running wildly, while the big horn is chasing the stupid wolf in the forest with the little murloc on his head cheering and waving the flag.

   However, in terms of speed, the big bear is indeed not the opponent of the stupid wolf, and the short-distance running can be comparable, but once the long-distance travel starts, the bear will immediately fail.

   But Bear is also cunning.

   In terms of his familiarity with Grizzly Hills, Stupid Wolf is far inferior to it, so Xiong Xiong chose to take a shortcut, and after bypassing a small hill, he appeared in front of Stupid Wolf instead.

   This made Frostpaw furious.

   It's a good match, why are you cheating!

  Big stupid bear, you are shameless.

   So a small-scale fight began again. The murlocs, who were watching the fun and not being too serious, waved their pirate flags in the collision of the two beasts, and cheered on the fire.

  It likes this exciting and savage fish music.

  Black did not disturb the happy time of these three guys. There was no important thing to do in Zuldrak this time, just to go around the country of the frost trolls in advance.

   Stepping on the footsteps for future major events, as he said to Sefir before, the northern troll empire at this stage is still strong.

  These savage and belligerent frost trolls are extremely powerful, and if they are pulled to the Eastern Continent, they are fully capable of launching a conquest on the scale of an orc war.

  Only relying on the current strength of the pirates, wanting to attack the Dakkari Empire is a dream that will never come true.

   We can only develop while waiting for opportunities.

   From Grizzly Hills to Zul'Drak in the north, there are two ways, one is from the Gilnean colony of Silver Creek Town all the way north, and there is an area controlled by trolls.

   There is a Drak-Saron fortress guarding the road to Zul'Drak. That fortress is the most important military installation of the Drakkari trolls. It was built a long time ago to prevent the invasion of the bearmen.

   There are a lot of elite troll warriors there, and it's not a good place to break through.

   And the other way, just northeast of Grizzly Hills, beyond the mountains of Ursoc's lair, is a great staircase, with Grizzly Hills and Zuldrak's troll empire.

  This was once a military road built by the troll empire to attack the bears and launch large-scale wars, but after a defeat in a war, this broad road was incorporated into the bears' power.

  The trolls lost control of this place forever.

   But the bear-men didn't want to go anywhere, they despised the barren and cold lands of Zul'Drak.

  The bear people are all in the Grizzly Hills.

  This rich ancestral land can fully meet all the needs of the bears. If the trolls didn't take the initiative to start wars, they would not waste time fighting with stupid trolls.

  To sum up, the pirates finally chose this route to Zul'Drak.

   But when they came to the towering stairs leading to Zuldrak, the pirates found a fellow who had been waiting here.

  Tur Wrathpaw.

   This valiant black bear warrior still wears that Cenarion vestment and carries a large bag behind his back, and it seems to have been waiting here for a long time.

   "I thought you ran away."

  The pirate rode the wind eagle and landed next to the bear warrior. He joked:

   "After all, being a bodyguard for a human pirate is a little too dignified for an honorable lair guard."

   "The oath made by the bears is as indestructible as the snow-capped mountains in the north."

  Tour let out the barbell-like laughter of the Bearman.

   It seems to have stepped out of the shadow of Ursoc's disaster, and there is also a pendant with a broken bear tooth hanging around its neck, representing its nostalgia for Ursoc.

   "Since you have helped us bring the suffering demigods back to peace, then no matter what your status in your civilization is, you will always be our bear's friend.

  I promised you that I will protect you, and I will naturally fulfill my promise. I will protect you as I protect Ursoc. Until you die of old age, I will return to my hometown and continue my mission. "

  Tour patted his chest and said honestly:

"We bears can live a long time, the elders said, let me consider this experience as a journey of life. Just like ten thousand years ago, my people followed Ursoc and Ursol to The kingdom of elves is as against demons."

   "Well, I'm still young."

   Black pouted and said:

   "You want to wait for me to die, I'm afraid it won't be so easy. Oh, by the way, this is for you."

  The pirate took out Ursoc's claws from the luggage and handed them to the bear warrior. The latter's eyes were straight. Facing the holy relic handed over by the pirates, he waved his claws again and again and said in a panic:

   "This is Ursoc's artifact, which has been placed in the Temple of Wrathpaw for thousands of years, and has been humiliating our tribe since it was stolen by the fallen bearmen.

   I cannot accept it.

  I have no qualifications and no power to use it. Those bear warriors who tried to master this artifact in the past all fell into the madness of being unable to control the divine power.

  This is blasphemy”

   "That's not blasphemous. Those idiots are just trying to use the power of the demigods without their permission."

   Black snorted and shoved Ursoc's claws into Tur's trembling hands, and he whistled:

   "But you are not the same. Ursoc left this pair of artifacts, just for me to hand them over to you. Obviously, your **** saw your bravery and determination in that battle, and it thought you were qualified to use it.

  If you feel unworthy.

   Then take care of me, bastard! Keep practicing, so that one day, you will be worthy of the power of this artifact.

  I tell you, follow me in the future, and some battles will be fought for you.

   Of course, I know the temper of you **** warriors, evil battles will not let you go out, only those 'righteous' battles will let you go forward to fight.

  All right, take it, and follow me to Zu'Drak, my incompetent subordinates have been waiting there for days.

  Well, I hope they are lucky enough not to be caught and eaten by the Drakkari trolls

   I will not avenge them both. "

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   "Ah, Captain, you're finally here! I'm dying of worry waiting."

   Following the troll-style stairs, from the Grizzly Hills to the first ruins of a village in Zuldrak, the pirates met their incompetent and noisy men.

   Zarak, who wore a wooden mask and changed into a frost troll style clothes, would hold the pirate's hand and would not let it go.

   As if he was wronged, he complained to the captain:

   "Agreed to come over as soon as possible, why did you come so long, I was almost caught by those savage **** and eaten as a barbecue. Fortunately, I was very powerful and summoned demons to kill them.

   Captain, let's go quickly.

   This Zuldak is really not a place for people to live. The trolls here are really savage. I stayed here for seven or eight days, and I just witnessed more than 20 live sacrifices and cannibals.

  The gangs of the Vol'dun desert and those damned unbelievers are not as savage as they are.

   Serious people who come here!

   Hey, who is this brother? This body is awesome, this glove is really powerful, uh, it looks amazing, come, show me. Ah! "

The cheap-mouthed giant magician wanted to touch the Ursoc claws on Tur Rageclaw's arms. As soon as he raised his hand, he was grabbed by the bear man's wrist. With a light beating, he almost hit the troll's spine. break.

   In his struggle, he summoned a hellhound to push back Tour.

   But the bear man didn't use the divine weapon at all, and he slapped it with his paw without even looking at it, and slapped the half body of the fierce hellhound into a demon meat sauce.

  This claw scared Zalak stupid.

   The giant magician shook his body and didn't dare to resist. The bear man in front of him was obviously a tough guy, and he didn't dare to provoke him. He could only look at his captain as if asking for help.

   "Alas, you **** is really hopeless."

  Black shook his head helplessly and introduced him to:

   "This is Tur Ragepaw, the warrior of the bear, my new bodyguard. Tur, let him go, this guy is my trash man, I'll show you a joke."

   The bear man shrugged and said nothing.

   As a bearman, it has participated in the war between bears and trolls, so it has no affection for trolls at all, not to mention, there is a strong dark breath on the glib troll in front of him.

   He summons demons to fight for himself, which adds to Tur's distaste for trolls.

   "Where's Dakuru?"

  Blake didn't waste time. He looked at the destroyed troll village in front of him. There were still bloodstains on the ground, and there were also traces of flames burning around. The destruction should not be long, at most two days.

   He asked, Zaraq rubbed his wrists and stood up, nodded and said to the captain:

   "My men have gone to track down the cannibals, who launched an attack on this small village where Dakuru came from early yesterday morning and took away all the trolls in the village.

   It looks like a live festival is going to be held. "

   "Did you bring those cannibals here?"

  The pirate frowned and asked.

  Zarak hurriedly shook his head and explained:

   "It wasn't us, Captain, we kept your orders in mind, and we didn't get into any trouble along the way. This village was destroyed, and it had nothing to do with us.

  I heard Dakuru say that it was the people of his village who were completely unlucky.

   It just happened recently that the Drakkari trolls offered sacrifices to their loa, and every loa temple was collecting offerings for the gods.

  Northland trolls believe that only blood can convey their thoughts to the gods, so many creatures suffer disasters on this day every year.

  There are two Loa temples nearby, one is dedicated to the snow leopard goddess Hakya, which is considered a good god, and only needs its own followers to pay tribute to fresh beasts.

   But another temple is dedicated to Quesrun, the wind snake god. "

  Zalak showed a regretful look and said to Black:

   "Wind snake god, it sounds like an evil bastard, all the wind snake gods in this world are bastards, Haka is just the most evil of them.

   In short, the wind snake known as the 'patron saint of the wit' has a strong taste.

   Its favorite offering must be the heart and blood of a wise life, and it wants a lot.

   The nearby Wolverine tribe had already fled to the Grizzly Hills, and the followers of the Wind Snake could not find any other life, so they could only attack their own people.

The idiot   Dakuru was born near here. He didn't want to give up his compatriots in the small tribe, so he ran to follow him, and he wanted to take me to save people.

   But I have a more important mission! "

  Zalak raised his chest and said to the pirates:

   "I will wait here faithfully for my captain to arrive."

   "Are there many such living sacrifices?"

  Blake also raised his eyebrows. Although he had long known in the game that the Northland trolls were savage, dark, and could eat people, they would not show much in the game after all.

   This will really come to Zudrak, and it was a bit of an eye-opener to hear what Zalak said.

   "A lot, more than you think, Captain."

   The bear man beside Black also used the title of troll to call the pirate. It used a tone mixed with disgust and helplessness to introduce Zul'Dak in the eyes of the bear man to Black.

  The two tribes have fought for many years and know each other very well.

  Tour said in a deep voice in the tone of a bear man:

   "The Drakkari trolls of Zuldrak, the filthiest and most savage trolls imaginable.

   Our people have come into contact with other trolls a long time ago, but these frost trolls, the Drakkari, are generally more rude than other trolls.

   These **** favor brutal conquest more than sitting down and negotiating issues.

   They are more cruel than you can imagine, and recklessly use any voodoo spell they know to worship these equally bloodthirsty and evil deities on their land.

   They love to eat their enemies.

   When necessary, they will even eat their 'friends' and family members, and eat them raw!

   The only language these Drakkari trolls understand is violence, the only thing they worship is power, and the only thing they want from others is fear.

   and after conflict, take their flesh to feed their stomachs. "

   Speaking of this, the bear man's tone was also a little helpless, it said:

   "The land of Zu'Drak is barren, and although there are many beasts here, most of the beasts that can live here are sheltered by their loa.

  To survive here, they also have to be cruel.

   Luckily for the rest of Northrend, though, the Drakkari trolls have maintained a clan system that makes it difficult for them to truly stick together.

   Each small tribe is different from the loa that they worship, all over the land of Zul'Drak.

   Since they occupied this land, they have been waging civil wars. They slaughtered each other, probably just because they met on their respective frontiers.

   Or a bad look, or a scolding, or even just because they were hungry and needed meat.

   Such frequent wars have prevented the population of the Drakkari trolls from rising, but their strong reproductive power has kept their numbers from declining.

   They will not share the land with anyone, not even their compatriots. "

   The bear man shook his head and persuaded:

   "Captain, this is really not a good place, and if you have nothing important to do, I advise you not to go too deep into Zuldrak.

   You won't find anything of value here except savagery and madness, the ruins of cities destroyed by civil war, and countless skeletons echoing with mourning. "

   "Well, that sounds like a good place."

   Black rubbed his chin and said:

   "I just might be facing a war. Such savage soldiers fit my needs. Come on, let's take a walk in this ignorant place.

   Don't worry, I'm not going to cause trouble now.

  The time is not yet. "

   (end of this chapter)