The Troll Civilization is the oldest mortal civilization in Azeroth (there is no one), and there are trolls on almost every continent in Azeroth, and in the Far North, on the top of the world, Northrend, the Frost Trolls of Dakale have lived for generations in their territory called Zudak.

Speaking from the heart, at the beginning, Clay Ostraz told Izzy that the tribe would have to deal with or even form an alliance with the Dakale Trolls, Grizzly-Throated Bears, and Nirub Spider-Men, which were formed by the three forces, but Izzy refused.

Because as far as he knew, Dakale was savage and cruel, forcing him to kill even his own Loa gods, and the Grizzly-throated Bears were more like bears than humans, and the Nirub Spider-People were the most worrying, they were originally directly servants of the Old Gods, all in all, none of these three forces was worry-free.

But this is no longer the case, and now hundreds of dying tribal warriors, as well as Orgrim, are waiting for him to find a cure.

No matter how reluctant Izzy was, he had to do it, he only hoped that his idea that "the bell must be tied to the bell" was right, and those surviving Nibru spiders really had a way to remove the poison of the red-backed poisonous spider.

At this time, Izzy left the first aid station, arranged the post-war affairs, and ran to the heavily defended signal tower in the stronghold, where the Tanedraini technicians and orc apprentices came and went, unaffected by the great battle in the outside world, and ensuring smooth communication was their most important task.

No sooner had Izzy passed through the protective barrier of the signal tower than he was greeted by Samuro, the high-ranking Overseer in charge of intelligence.

"Great Chief, I was about to go to you. ”

Izzy nodded, "I'm going to talk to the forces of the Dakale trolls right away, okay?"

Samuro's face changed, and he looked very ugly, but he still spoke: "It should be no problem, I just contacted that side just now, but the Great Chief, those trolls are really barbaric and infuriating!"

Izzy looked at Samuro with some surprise and anger on his face, he had never seen this old swordmaster like this, usually Samulo seemed to be an honest man with a calm heart and love to sing.

"Wow! I'm going to see what those Dakale trolls can do. ”

Izzy motioned for Samuro to lead the way, and the two quickly entered the inside of the signal tower and came to a large crystal stone, and Izzy immediately became familiar with the operation, he had already sent a contact signal to the other party requesting communication, just wait for the other side to be confirmed.

A minute passed...... Five minutes passed...... Ten points have passed.

The green tendons on Izzy's temples bulged, it was impossible for the orc technicians he sent to build the crystal signal tower not to respond to the signal for so long, so this means that the technicians could not respond, they may be dead, or they may be imprisoned, of course, it may be for other reasons, but either way, it is obviously something wrong with the Dakale trolls.

"Samuro, what was the situation when you first contacted that side?"

"There's a fight going on over there, and the leader of the Dakarai trolls ordered our technician to be imprisoned, and that guy said he was going to eat our technician!"

As soon as Izzy heard this, a wave of angry blood suddenly rushed to the heavenly spirit cover, and Izzy was furious, brewing for a long time, and he didn't know what to say when he was angry.

"They dare! Cannibalism has also eaten the bodies of my tribe's warriors! Even the undead natural disaster can't destroy them, and Lao Tzu will also destroy them! I'm going to feed all those Dakale trolls to the wolf warriors!"

Izzy took off the magic headset from his head, raised it high, and slowly put it back on the table.

TM he can't afford to smash it, so angry!

However, just as Izzy was about to turn around and leave, gathering an army of dragoons to press the border, the communication was suddenly connected, and a not-so-clear magical image appeared out of thin air, and a vague image showed an orc holding a microphone.

"Hey, can Commander Zamuro hear me? I'm Dras, hey?"

Samuro immediately picked up the microphone and responded.

"I'm Zamuro, I've got your signal, Dras, what's going on on your side now?"

"Commander Samuro, the troll's front-line commander wanted to use us as military rations, but their deputy commander released us, and now the trolls are retreating, just now, the undead army broke through their second high-walled defense, they will lose the last of their grain production and retreat to the icy plateau of Zudak, we are also ready to ......"

Communication came to an abrupt halt, and the chaotic magical energy of the battle severely interfered with the signal transmission, and Izzy and Samuro looked at each other.

"Great Chief, what are we going to do?"

"Let me think about it. Izzy pinched his chin and began to ponder the meaning of the information.

The undead army suddenly broke through Zudak's second line of defense, most likely because the arrival of the Horde had made the Lich King feel the crisis, and the situation of the Dakale trolls was obviously not optimistic.

The orc technician named Drass made it very clear that the Dhakale trolls were running out of food and grass, and they were about to lose the last of their grain producing land, and now even the orc technicians were food in their eyes!

Thinking about the meaning of the existing information, Izzy naturally had two choices in front of him, support or non-support.

If you think about it rationally and ruthlessly, of course Izzy doesn't want to support the Dakale trolls, there are many reasons, but the most important reason is the grain and grass, although the tribe's food and grass are very sufficient, but if you add the Dakale trolls, it is obviously not so sufficient.

But if you don't go to support, not to mention that the trolls will turn into undead soldiers after they die, let's just say that Ogrim and other poisoned warriors, their situation is imminent, although Izzy has ordered someone to develop an antidote, but it will take time, whether Orgrim and they can survive to that time, Izzy does not report any hope.

And if you want to find a cure for the poison in a short time, the only hope lies in those who survived the Nilubu spider-people, but for now, the Dakale trolls are the only way for the tribe to contact the Nibru spider-people.

"What should I do, to support or not to support?"

Izzy's brain was running at full speed, and he tried to keep himself calm and think, rather than tearing his reason and emotions in half, as he had done in the past.

"Without support, the life and death of Orgrim and the others can only be resigned to fate, and support, the Dakale trolls will become a burden on the tribe, if the tribe's food and grass are also eaten, then everyone has to finish playing. ”

When Izzy thought of this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Even if we go to support, it is impossible for all my troops to reach Züdak in an instant, only the Flying Demon Dragon Warband can go to help first, and who said that if I support the Dhakale trolls, I must provide food and grass to those man-eating beasts? I can completely contact the Nirub Spider-Man and abandon those trolls! Let them fend for themselves!"

Izzy found a choice that satisfied him, and he made a decision.

"Zamuro, you continue to contact Zudak's side, and report to me immediately if you have any new information. ”

As he spoke, Izzy stepped out of the signal tower, and he walked to the inside of the colony, expanding his elemental perception domain, silently searching for the right person.

"Found it!" Izzy rejoiced as he walked toward his goal.

"Grommash, come here, I've got a task for you that you're sure to enjoy. ”