Chapter 607: Zujin (Page 1/1)

Ekilson, possessed by the Eagle God, felt that he was strong, and he was not afraid of that team of troll warriors at all, and the only thing to worry about was the elephant. But elephants can't fly, so they can't run away.

"Humph! Who provoked first? Amoris's icy voice rang out above Ekilsson's head, and she had taken the form of a half-drake, her wings hovering in mid-air. If Ekilsson wanted to escape, he had to pass her first.

The surging dragon power was pressed down like a mountain. Ekirsson's heart tightened, the other party actually hid an adult dragon, which was really despicable. If he is dry this time, he will shed his skin even if he does not die.

However, as an eagle, his mouth is naturally hard, and even if he doesn't dare to make a move, he doesn't show weakness in his mouth: "Don't forget that this is Amani's territory!" ”

"This is Earth, our territory." Xiang Ningxuan shook his head and said.

"This ......, and now this is ours."

With this kind of far-fetched explanation, Xiang Ningxuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he smiled and didn't speak, and looked at Ekilsson with contempt, which made him unbearable, and he couldn't wait to kill him.

"That's enough, Ekilsson. It's the first time we've seen other trolls in this new world. Let's hear what they have to say. "A one-armed, masked elderly troll landed on a giant dragon eagle.

One sentence can make Ekilsson lose his temper, and he immediately ran over, and it can only be Zujin, the boss of the Amani trolls.

This troll ancestor has lived for thousands of years and is the spiritual leader of all Amani trolls. He was fierce and brutal, but he also did not lack wisdom. One of his arms was cut off by himself, and according to the troll's regeneration ability, he could have grown another arm. Only, in order to remember the shame of being captured.

Xiang Ningxuan himself had a broken arm, and he only grew it back by developing the troll regeneration technology. How uncomfortable it is to be missing an arm, who knows who is missing. Obviously, it can grow longer, but it is not long, Zu Jin is so cruel to himself, and he will naturally not be soft on others.

The reason why he was willing to listen to Xiang Ningxuan and them was because Xiang Ningxuan had enough strength to speak, otherwise, if he didn't have anything to say, he would directly chop it and carry it home to eat meat.

Since the person who really talked came out, Xiang Ningxuan said directly: "I am Xiang Ningxuan, a major general of the Republic, and I was ordered to send an envoy to Tianzhu, and I need to pass by here." Out of courtesy, I came to say hello to you. If you don't agree with us passing, it's okay, I'll waste two or three days on a detour. Also, since you're also from Azeroth, I'd like to tell you by the way that the Lich King and his Scourge are also here, supposedly in Tianzhu. You'd better be prepared. ”

Zu Jin said disdainfully: "Undead natural disaster? We have also been at war with them. It's just a bunch of bones, no big deal. ”

Xiang Ningxuan pursed his lips and said, "How many undead natural disasters have you encountered?" 100,000 or 200,000? Do you know how many corpses there are in the Tianzhu area? It's a billion! ”

"Billion?" Zu Jin frowned, this was the first time he had heard of this order of magnitude. You must know that the Amani trolls are only about 200,000 people now, and the concept of one billion, he really has to think about it to understand.

"Yes, that's right!" Xiang Ningxuan said, "Moreover, due to the limitations of the terrain, if the Undead Natural Disaster captures Tianzhu, it can only expand in two directions, east and northwest. And your location is on the east side of Tianzhu. As he spoke, he pointed to Zujin at the map.

Although the Undead Scourge does not fear the cold and does not need to consume supplies, it still needs to consume energy.

The majestic top of the world is not so easy to climb, there is almost no energy replenishment on the way, and it is necessary to build a spiritual tower all the way to replenish the energy loss of the troops. Instead of walking thousands of miles of uninhabited plateaus, it is better to fight and fight from the other two directions.

"Alright! You convinced me. You can pass through my territory, but I hope you'll tell me the news of the Scourge when you return. Also, this map is mine. Zu Jin actually clutched the map and didn't let go. A fine military map is a priceless treasure for any ambitious Warlord.

"I'm going to rely on it to go to Tianzhu! If you want a map, don't the humans here have it too? Also, they are locals, so the maps should be more precise. Otherwise, I'll give it to you when I get back. ”

Zu Jin decisively refused: "No, this is a toll." He took the map and handed it to Ekilsson to roll up. He only had one arm of his own, and he couldn't roll up the map at all.

Seeing Zu Jin's action, Xiang Ningxuan suddenly asked, "Take the liberty of asking, why do you only have one arm?" Don't you trolls have the talent of regenerative race? ”

Zu Jin touched the broken arm and gritted his teeth: "This is to remember hatred!" This arm will not grow again until I get my revenge. ”

"But this is not Azeroth, who are you going to take revenge on?"

Zu Jin froze when he heard this, and his face showed a blank look. The target of his hatred is the High Elves of Silvermoon City, but he has left Azeroth, how can he seek revenge on them?

For more than 2,000 years, it was a monstrous hatred that sustained the legendary Troll Overseer. But when I woke up, I suddenly found that I hadn't had time to take revenge, but the enemy was gone. Can this not be confused?

"Since I can't take revenge, then I'll rebuild the Amani Empire!" Zu Jin sighed.

"In that case, what's the point of you remaining one-armed?" Xiang Ningxuan asked.

"You're right." Zu Jin directly closed his eyes and stared, the severed arm grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he couldn't see any difference except for a little difference in skin color. The troll's original regeneration power exploded.

"Zujin, what are you rebuilding the Amani Empire for?" Xiang Ningxuan continued to ask.

"Rebuilding is rebuilding, what else?" Zu Jin asked puzzled. Because Xiang Ningxuan helped him untie a knot, Zu Jin's attitude was much better.

Xiang Ningxuan waved his finger at Haya, and the group of deadwood trolls immediately roared in unison: "For the people!" ”

Xiang Ningxuan was very satisfied with this answer. These simple trolls are much simpler than modern people, and they don't have so many fancy intestines.

Haya added: "The people are the foundation of a country! And not an illusory concept of the state. We are living well now, with enough food for all, strong houses and beautiful clothes. All this was provided for us by the host, and therefore, we volunteered to fight for him. Whether it is to rebuild the Amani Empire or to follow the master like us, it should be about improving the lives of the people. ”

Zu Jin said unceremoniously: "You deadwood trolls don't have a country of their own at all, how do you know what an empire means to us?" ”

Haya asked rhetorically: "But the current Amani, apart from you, who has experienced the era of the Amani Empire?" Do other people think the same way as you? ”

"Humph! The soul of the Amani Empire has been passed down from generation to generation and is forever etched in our souls. Zu Jin looked at Haya with disdain, like a nobleman from a declining empire looking at the nouveau riche, and his heart was still full of superiority.

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