Mom, what's that sound? ”

Zudasa, Talfarak.

In a dwelling within the safety of the city walls, a young troll cub asks to hold his mother tightly.

"That's the voice of the beast."

Mom replied to her.

"What about Dad? He went out in the morning and never came back. ”

Mom said, "Daddy has gone to hunt the beasts." The beast wants to come in and eat us. ”

"Huh?! It's horrible! ”

"Don't be afraid, mom is by your side."

"Yes. I'm not afraid. Dad said Tonna and Tiu would protect me and Mommy! ”

Mom hugged her cub tightly.

From an angle that the child could not see, the troll mother's face was full of worry.

The battle outside the city has continued into the darkness of the night, and the fighting has been terrifying, and the valiant trolls have been fighting the enemy for the battle line.

For the seventh time.

For the seventh time, the enemy hit the edge of the city.

Because only when the battle near the walls of Zudasa is approached, the sound of fighting will reach the city.

A year ago, she had already believed in Tonna and Tiu's mother, and silently prayed to Loa in her heart.

"May the two gods protect Zandalara."

……

……

It's not the same battlefield as the God-King.

Another battlefield.

To the west of Zudasa, outside the walls of Talfarak.

The Zandalar trolls and the orc forces have gone completely mad with each other.

More than once, the blood trolls wanted to quit in this frantic battle.

But they couldn't retreat.

Neither Gohorn nor the orcs allowed them to retreat.

The Blood Trolls had to fight the Orcs and their arch-nemesis, the Trolls of Zandalara, in a flesh-and-mill-like deathmatch.

The stench of blood and decay in the hot jungle of Zandalar is filled with the stench of blood and decay, and countless flies rush to the left and right in the forest.

Beneath the forest, countless corpses lay there.

The blood on most of the corpses had congealed into marks, and the exposed muscles had shrunk and twisted dryly with the blood.

Many of the corpses had visible entrails in some places, and the dew-stained entrails in the humid air looked fresh on the outside, and the bones protruded fragmentarily from the surface.

None of the corpses were intact, whether they were orcs or trolls, and the expressions of dying could be clearly seen.

Most of the corpses' bodies were out of shape, and a few flies were burrowing into the mouths and nostrils of the dead corpses with their mouths wide open, congealed in black blood.

The Zandalar troll, who was missed by his own children and spouse, was a soldier of Zudasa, who had broken a hand, and silently chewed his meat.

The battle had been going on all day, and both orcs and Zandalar trolls were hungry.

The troll was chewing on the meat, and he was replenishing his energy.

And the leader of his squad was telling the other three members of the squad about the tasks he was going to complete next for his team.

By the way, the captain who spoke and the other three team members were also eating meat, and the meat they ate still looked the same - bloody, fresh meat that looked like it was still steaming.

"I don't have anything else to say. Because speaking takes a lot of energy, I don't have much strength right now. ”

"The task given to the army by the Prophet Zur is to protect Zudasa no matter what, and Dazaro will never fall."

"Our leader, the Ryker Priest, has asked me yes. Our team is going to hold this hill for as long as possible. ”

"There are at least twenty skeletons down there, ten greenskins, and they want to rush up. And there were only five of us - Zane also had a broken arm. ”

The captain ate meat, and his mouth was full of blood, and he said softly.

The troll spoke softly, and it was obvious that he was trying to conserve as much energy as possible.

"We're not rivals." One of the teammates said that he pulled a bone out of his mouth and threw it on the ground.

The bone was the bone of the meat he had eaten, and this small bone looked like a finger bone.

The warrior who had lost his bones after eating the meat said: "We are not afraid of one-on-one, but they can beat us one of five." God Tonna, I'm going to bite at least two, no, at least three Greenskins before I die. ”

"The mission given to us by the Raike Priest is to hold this hillside as long as possible." The captain was expressionless. "Our task is to stall for time. Delay the enemy. ”

Swallowing the meat in his mouth and spitting out the bones, Zane, who had a broken arm, asked softly, "Captain, what should we do?" The gods Tonna and Tiu are above, you are our captain, and we will listen to you. ”

"That's right. The god Tiu will praise you for being a wise troll. ”

"That's right."

"Captain, speak."

“……”

Looking at the team members who had spoken, the captain, who had already eaten the meat, wiped the blood from the side of his mouth, and then said to Zane, who had a broken arm, "Thank you for your hospitality, Zane." If I could go back, I would definitely treat you to a year's worth of barbecue. ”

"Ha~ It's broken anyway, and I'm not a corpse. You will eat my flesh, and I will. Endure the pain in her hands, Zane said with a smile.

The meat that his captain and three companions were eating was actually Zane's arm, the one he had broken.

This arm was cut off by an orc warrior in a previous battle.

Zane killed the orc.

Later, when the team rested, he found his broken arm and retrieved it.

Back in the group, Zane found that he, his teammates, and the captain were all starving and dizzy from hunger - Lord Zul's war dance during the day had made the trolls brave, but at the cost of a huge drain on the energy in his body.

By now, the trolls had long since run out of energy, and they had been fighting on and off all day, except for eating some fruit and drinking the water that was not lacking in these forests.

The remaining five members of the team had never eaten properly at all.

Due to the siege of the orcs under the mountain, and the task of the team, the trolls could not leave to find fruit elsewhere.

In other words, everyone is already dizzy with hunger, but there is no food.

Unless......

The earth was littered with the corpses of trolls and orcs, and they were also meat.

The Zandalar Troll is not a Blood Troll, and due to the Blood Troll in the first place, the Zandalar Troll is still the most opposed to eating intelligent creatures.

Let them eat corpses?

Unless they're no longer Zandalar trolls.

The captain advised Zane and his teammates to be patient, and whoever dared to defile Zandala by eating corpses, the captain would be the first to kill him.

The team and Zane agreed.

But at this time, Zane offered his severed hand that was still a little warm—"I'm not dead, I'm not a corpse." This is my hand, and if we eat it, we don't eat the corpse. It's because we can go back and it grows slowly......"

That's why the captain, after eating the "meat", will thank Zane.

The captain thanked Zane and the other three team members thanked Zane as well.

One of the team members also laughed and said, "Zane, I'm your troll now." for thy flesh is in mine. ”

Zane just wanted to laugh.

The captain had spoken again.

"Alright. Now is not the time to talk about that. The orcs will attack here again in a moment, and what we need to do is complete our mission. ”

The captain clearly had great prestige in the squad, and as soon as he spoke, several of the Zendalar trolls fell silent.

"As I have already said, our task is to stall for as long as possible."

"We can't rush up and kill them all at once—even if we can drag at least ten enemies to Bonsandy's realm."

"Let's go out one by one."

The captain said what he was going to do.

"I was the first to rush out and fight the orcs. I'll delay as long as I can, when I hear my dying cries, Link, you're the second one. ”

The troll soldiers' faces became serious, and the meaning of the captain's words was that everyone needed to sacrifice themselves to delay the completion of the task.

Mortal mission.

However, the trolls named did not back down.

"I'm here. But Captain, can I be the first to go. Said the troll named Link.

"I was the first. This is not a discussion, it is an order! The captain scolded him.

Link sat down silently.

"Danegie. You third. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"Fakir. You're the fourth. ”

"For Zandalara!"

"And you ......"

The captain looked at Zane, who had already stood up.

Zane suddenly pleaded, "I've broken my hand." Please let me be the first to be on and delay ...... for everyone"

"Shut up. Zane. Just because you broke your hand, you are now the worst in combat. I order you to be the last one on! The captain scolded him.

Zane had nothing to say.

He sat down silently.

The trolls quietly began to prepare—wiping their weapons, checking their armor.

Soon there was the movement of orcs and blood trolls moving forward.

"Mark my words." The captain stood up with his weapon.

He walked out.

Soon.

There was a fierce fighting sound from the bottom of the mountain.

The four trolls on the mountain were desperately holding back their desire to rush out, and Zane felt like a year.

"Zandala endures forever!"

I don't know how long it took.

The captain's roar came from below.

Troll Link immediately stood up.

"It's my turn!" He looked nervous, even a little scared.

But he went out anyway.

The sound of fighting at the foot of the mountain, which had been quiet for a while, sounded again.

Zane gritted his teeth.

After another moment.

From down the hill came Link's shout.

"Trolls never compromise!"

"Ha~ It's my turn." Troll Danegie said as he stood up with a smile.

Danegie also went out.

The sound of fighting sounded again.

A little more time passed.

The fighting is over.

But there was no shouting from Danegie.

The Great Magic Kiel stood up, and he said to Zane, "Daneki is so weak that he can't even cry out before he dies. It's my turn, thank you for your hospitality, Zane. ”

Zane felt like he had a velociraptor thigh bone in his throat, and he had a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say.

Fakir went out.

The sound of fighting rang out.

This time the fight was long, because Fakir, who said that Danecki was weak, was the strongest Zandalar warrior in this squad.

However, Fakir's voice finally rang out.

"For Tonatiu!"

Zane stood silently when he heard Fakir's voice.

The squad originally consisted of thirty Zandalar trolls, all of whom had all beliefs at first, except for His Majesty Ghani.

Later, Fakir was the first troll in the team to believe in the gods Tonna and Tiu.

Later, due to the strong presence of the gods Tonna and Tiu, they were able to respond to the prayers of the believers every time.

Coupled with the Prophet's series of operations and the influence of the Desert King, Tonatiu did not know that his pyramid apparition gave him a large number of Zandalar troll fans even when he was not on a missionary in Zandalara.

Slowly, almost half of this squad of troll soldiers began to believe in the two new gods. Later, there were very few people who believed in other Loa, and almost all of them believed in the two gods of Tonatyu.

Zane also changed from the old belief in Akunda to the new gods Tonna and Tiu.

Zane used his remaining arm to hold his own weapon, a spear full of gaps.

He stepped out of the team's makeshift camp and looked down the hill - the blood trolls had been driven by the orcs and were almost at the top of the mountain.

Zane looked up at the light that was leaking from the gaps in the leaves above him.

"Zana and Nelana." He silently recited the names of his daughter and wife in his heart.

"I'll be watching you all the time in the kingdom of Tonna and Tiu. Great Tonna and Tiu, I beseech you to shelter my wife and children. ”

Silently prayed.

Zane's face turned fierce.

The last soldier of the squad, spear in one hand, shouted and swooped down the hill.

"For Tonatiu!"