What would Tess think about now—and Robin suddenly and inexplicably thought of this—would she think of herself? Would she blame herself? Will she blame herself? Will she complain that she can't save her? Will she ...... No, she wouldn't—Robin already had the answer in her heart, Tess was so gentle and kind, she wouldn't blame herself for that......

But Robin himself would! He never imagined that he and Tess would end up like this - in Robin's mind, the worst outcome would be that Tess would eventually reject his favor, but he would always be by Tess's side and help her run the whole fragile family......

More than ten years ago, Robin did not arrive in time in the mountain village that was plundered by bandits, even if he paid the price of one leg to annihilate the bandits, he was never able to save the death of Tess in his heart; now, in Robin's sight, Tess fell into the hands of the trolls, about to the intersection in front of the blood-spattered Torrent Castle, and he was under the bitter suppression of his former comrade-in-arms De Jong, and could only watch all this weakly - the Holy Light is above, are you really blind? Can't you see the suffering of mankind? Not only the orcs who invaded from another world, but even the trolls who were originally expelled from the human activity zone have made a comeback, and the Holy Light, as silent as ignoring the begging of the people of Stormwind City, is such a Holy Light still worth faith?

"Humans in the city, listen, lay down your arms at once, open the city and surrender, or kill you!" Just when Robin was weeping, De Jong was embarrassed, King Solas was sighing, and the palace guards were all in shame, there was a sudden shout from the city—it was the lingua franca!

Emperor Zujin of Amani paced back and forth outside Fort Rapids with gusto, his remaining one-arm pointing far away towards the city, and his mouth shrouded in a mask spat out the lingua franca of the words—the accent of the Arathi Heights. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As a troll who had lived for an unknown amount of time, and was confident that he would live forever, Zujin was now thrilled, not before in his long life—not even when he defeated the armies of his fellow rivals, the Gulabash Empire, countless years ago.

Revenge - the resurgence of extreme sinking/falling, this feeling of comfort far exceeds the glory of the past, and at this moment, Zujin can finally be convinced in his heart that he has made a wise choice - the orcs, these bloodthirsty and powerful warriors who do not know where they come from, are allies worthy of the trolls to share the fruits of victory with them, and with the help of this group of allies, after three thousand years, the forest trolls have finally returned, this territory that once belonged to them!

Three thousand years ago, as the emperor of the Amani Empire, Zujin's rule enveloped the entire northern part of the continent of Azeroth, and in the southern part of this continent was the territory of the Gulabash Empire, which was also a group of trolls. What is the value of trolls other than fighting?

However, when a group of dalewdly elves suddenly appeared and raided the rear of the Amani Empire, encroaching on the sacred sites of forest trolls, Zujin sent soldiers to fight these elves - in ancient accounts, trolls and elves were enemies from the time the elves appeared in the world of Azeroth, and killing elves did not require any reason for a troll, and vice versa.

In the course of the battle with the elves, the battle of the forest trolls was very difficult - voodoo magic was powerful, but it was too slow to work compared to spells, not to mention, long before the ancestors of the trolls were defeated by the elves, the first time and the second time.

In the process of stalemate between the two sides, a weak race calling itself "human" suddenly rises up and begins to encroach on the territory of the trolls, Zujin originally planned to wipe out this group of weak races called "humans" from the world after exterminating the elves, but did not want the two troll enemies to unite together, and finally, defeated Zujin's troll army in the Alterac Valley, leaving the famous troll emperor to hide in the primeval forest and taste the bitter fruits of defeat.

However, the hero does not care about the past, not to mention that he is a true god - Zujin thinks so - he has returned to the center of the continent, and soon, the troll headhunters will sweep the whole continent, I don't know what happens to those people in the south, but he will crush them together when he restores the former glory of the Amani Empire - the flesh and blood of his own people are always delicious, although the trolls of the Gulabash Empire always chew on the smell of tides.

I think I haven't tasted the trolls of the Gulabash Empire for years...... But don't worry - Zujin reassured himself - soon, with the help of his orc brothers, he will re-taste the taste of victory, and the taste of domination of the entire world of Azeroth.

Of course, as the emperor, he will not treat these orc allies badly - Orgrim is indeed very wise, although much worse than himself, but he can help him govern his empire, and he will also give these orcs a large enough territory, and all races except trolls and orcs must be wiped out!

Thinking like this, Zu Jin's eyes glanced at the human captive kneeling in front of him, he walked behind a female human captive, looked at her golden wavy hair, and couldn't help but feel a burning sensation in his heart - oh, humans, although they are weak and short-lived, human women, when mating/mating, always bring themselves more extreme pleasure/feeling, their skin is smoother and more delicate, and they are not as hairy as female trolls......

But Orgrim had said not to rape these female captives, and though I don't know why, I would have done as he had been told—Zugin thought with some regret in his heart, and then walked behind the captive, looked up again at the head of Fort Riptide, and said loudly in the lingua franca: "Surrender, human, if you surrender now, the great and merciful Emperor Zujin of Amani has allowed you to keep the whole corpse, which is already a great gift from Zujin, if you are not grateful, it will become like this!" ”

As soon as Zu Jin's words fell, he jerked his somewhat bent knee and pressed against the back of the female captive in front of him, and his only one-arm quickly pulled a short axe from his waist, and the sharp blade swirling in Zu Jin's hand slashed an ice-blue cold light in the night, and with a terrible scream, Zu Jin slashed off a large blood-red scalp from the head of the human female captive with one hand.