Although after the end of this war, the Holy See of Light used many reasons to explain why Tibbest did not pay attention to the information brought back by the two Hammer Dwarves, and only sent Norman with 3,000 soldiers to rescue this group of compatriots, most people believe that the biggest reason why the Great Knight of Light refused to dig deep into the root cause of this was the pressure exerted on him by the human nobles.

Although the problems exposed by the evil believers of the Tirisfal Glade made the nobles choose to die for the time being, the undercurrents behind the scenes did not calm down at all, especially those who did not get enough benefits from the Tirisfal Glade. When they found that they could not take the manors that had been cultivated for hundreds of years, they immediately set their sights on the Silver Pine Forest, and did not hesitate to use their influence to force Tibest to eliminate those werewolves as soon as possible, so that they could divide the land of the Silver Pine Forest one day earlier.

Even several kings of the human kingdom hinted to Tibest several times that he would lead the expeditionary force to a "glorious and brilliant" victory.

This political pressure forced Tibest to concentrate the expeditionary force on Shadowfang Castle as much as possible, and chose to put matters on hold for the time being, which seemed unpressing. Norman was sent to rescue the human civilians for this purpose, and a heroic powerhouse plus a full 3,000 soldiers was enough to make the rescue operation complete smoothly and quickly.

As a heroic archer, Norman did not disappoint Tibbest, and it took only two days to successfully rescue more than 1,200 human civilians and escort them safely to the camp in Hillsbrad Plains. But it was precisely because of this that the Count from the Kingdom of Raphinha unfortunately became the first heroic powerhouse to die in this war, and along with him, more than 5,000 soldiers and civilians rescued by him.

While Norman and his soldiers happily escorted the civilians towards Hillsbrad Plains with hundreds of werewolf heads, Nandus visited Broken Ridge again. Of course, he brought not-so-good news for the Dark Pine Trolls.

"It's your fault, werewolf! You've deceived the Dark Pine Trolls, and you've offered nearly half of the sacrifices, much to the disappointment of the great Haka! With the help of this upcoming blood sacrifice ceremony, the newly ascended troll high priest has successfully secured his position, so he can't wait to please the blood god Haka so that he can be blessed by this god and become the ruler of the Dark Pine Trolls.

A hint of contempt flashed in Nandus' eyes, but now was not the time to turn against the trolls: "I don't deny it, and I'm standing here right now to solve this problem." ”

"Solve this problem? How do you want to solve it? The troll high priest, drunk with the wine of power, didn't care that the werewolf standing in front of him was a legend, and in his opinion, the Dark Pine tribe with the protection of the blood god was far more powerful than these fur beasts that came out of nowhere, "Maybe I can sacrifice you!" The great blood god would be absolutely satisfied! ”

The words of the troll high priest made Nandus's eyes show obvious killing intent, but the cunning wolf king still endured, because these trolls are related to the future of the entire Shadow Werewolf, if you kill this fool in front of you, and wait until these fangs choose a high priest again, I don't know how much time it will take.

"Actually, you have a sufficient number of sacrifices right under your noses, and the quality is better than those civilians I sent!" "It's just that you're so frightened by the humans that you'd rather hide here and shiver than raise your sword or gun." ”

"How dare you insult the mighty Dark Pine Troll!" The troll high priest roared, and the surrounding Dark Pine trolls immediately grabbed their weapons and pointed them at Nandus.

"I'm just telling the truth!" Nandus didn't care, even if the number of these trolls increased tenfold, they would be nothing more than a swarm of ants to him as a legend. He pointed to the plains of Alterac beyond the mountain, signaling that the Troll High Priest should look a little further away, "See?" The humans had set up several large camps on the borders of the Silverpine Forest, including one at the foot of the mountain, where there were at least a few thousand humans, and the weaker creatures would become your prey like lambs if the warriors of the Dark Pine Trolls charged. ”

"It's not what I said it was, werewolf!"

"Of course! But the most important thing now is to make the blood sacrifice ceremony go smoothly, isn't it? Or is His Excellency the High Priest of the Trolls willing to bear the wrath of Haka's crown? ”

Performing a sacrifice to a god is not a simple matter, and it is not a simple click of a few thousand lives. First of all, the Troll High Priest must find a way to contact the blood god Haka and explain the scale and time of the sacrifice to the evil god, and if Haka is satisfied with this, then when the sacrifice is performed, he will send a doppelganger to harvest the sacrifice and the faith of the believer during the sacrifice.

It's a bit like giving a gift to a leader, you can't just go up and knock on the door without saying hello, maybe the leader isn't at home, or happens to be entertaining guests. And whether the gift you gave in the past can satisfy the leader is also a big question, a bad one, maybe the sycophants are not photographed, but leave a bad impression on the leader.

Nandus believed that the foolish creature must have boasted about the mouth of the sea from the blood god Haka early on, so that he could use the god's power to make the priests under him bow down. If the sacrifice is not possible in the end, or if the sacrifice does not satisfy Haka, then the fate of the troll high priest will be terrible.

Sure enough, the troll high priest only weighed it for a few seconds before accepting Nandus's suggestion. Even in order to hold the blood sacrifice ceremony as soon as possible, the troll high priest actually persuaded the chief of the dark pine, with the warriors of the tribe and all the priests, as well as all the sacrificial utensils prepared before, to rush out of the Broken Ridge in the night and head towards the human camp at the foot of Alterac Mountain.

In the gloomy night, there are only a few players with their biological clocks turned upside down on casual patrols. Although Raphael has always arranged for players to monitor the Dark Pine tribe on Shattered Ridge, these trolls have been closed to each other before, making the players in charge of monitoring think that these fangs dare not provoke the powerful expeditionary force at this time, not to mention that most players have almost gone to the front line to harvest experience and merits, and the players who stay are basically novice rookies, and they don't care about their own tasks.

The players walked around the camp in a perfunctory manner with torches. They had only arrived here a few days earlier with a convoy, but they had already been unable to participate in the battle on the front line, and seeing that the expeditionary force was about to advance to the outskirts of Shadowfang Castle, they were unwilling to participate in the brutal offensive and defensive battles, and they chose to stay in the camp and take on some small tasks to earn a little merit.

"If only I had made a decision earlier! Now I regret it when I think about it! One of the players sighed and complained, "I heard that those guys who followed the striker to the forest to clear out the werewolves have almost all been upgraded many levels now, and their equipment has been changed several times, so they have made a lot of money!" ”

"Who made you afraid to come in the first place! Now for the afterthought! ”

"That is, if you are unwilling, it is better to run to the front now. If you can take down Shadowfang Castle, let alone upgrade a few levels and change a few pieces of equipment, you may be able to become a big celebrity! Several players in the same company sneered and said, in fact, everyone is the same, timid, and not very capable, otherwise they would not be willing to stay here to do this kind of task that is almost miscellaneous.

Still the complaining fellow, he waved the torch back and forth a few times, as if trying to dispel the darkness around him a little, but this action instead attracted the attention of the beasts that hid in the darkness, and the distant wolf howl could be heard in the distance.

"Really. This kind of patrol task is troublesome, and the military merit is given is few. Anyway, there is any danger in this vicinity now, except for those wild beasts, there is not even a single figure to be seen. ”

The archer at the front of the line pouted and said, "Okay, you're not a big man, do you still want to lie on the bed and have military merits for you?" Besides, there are still those trolls around here, and it can't be said that there are no dangers. ”

"Come on, it's been a few days, where are the trolls you are talking about?" The archer's words gave him a reason to continue complaining, "Ever since I came here with the convoy, I haven't seen a single wolf, let alone a troll." I'm looking forward to popping up a fanged monster right now for me to practice. Anyway, one head can be exchanged for more than 60 military merits, which is no better than our tired and tired patrol for one night. ”

These words made the rest of the team burst into laughter, and the archer turned back angrily and said, "With your body and ability, you still want to exchange the troll's head for military merit, are you dreaming?" The worst of those trolls is also the strength of the fourth order, look at you, a little warrior who has just climbed to the first order, he really thinks that he is invincible in the world! ”

"That's it, just like you, I'm afraid that ten or twenty together may not be the opponent of a fanged monster!"

The warrior who felt despised stopped: "Come on, come on, let's compare and compare, dare to underestimate your grandfather and me!" Let me let you know what a master is. ”

This duel-like behavior has become the most common entertainment among players, so the others no longer care about the patrol mission, and they all gather in a circle, ready to watch the two guys have a rookie peck at each other.

However, just as these players were about to watch a good show, several thin spears suddenly shot from the darkness not far away, and the spears shrouded in darkness pinned those players to the ground one by one, almost everyone had a spear pierced on their bodies, and the archer, who was the captain, was even shot directly through the heart and died on the spot.

The warrior who was lucky enough to avoid the key points with his armor watched as the trolls emerged from the darkness around them. It was only when he saw it with his own eyes that he realized that he was not as brave as he had imagined.

The troll, who is more than two and a half meters tall, is at least a few heads taller than the player, and the oppressive feeling of his size and the fear of dying make the warrior tremble, and the pain from his body makes him fall into the abyss.

A troll warrior with a withered head around his neck walked up to him, raised his knife, and plunged it into the warrior's heart. At the last moment of death, the player was left with only one thought left in his mind: "How did the others defeat these horrible creatures in Nanhai in the first place?" ”

The sparse and lax defenses gave the trolls the best chance, and with little to no hindrance, more than three hundred elite trolls entered the camp, successfully sealing the front and rear gates of the camp.

"These humans haven't even gotten out of bed yet!" The Troll Shadow Warrior, who led the team, said to the High Priestess who walked into the camp, and he was referring to the players, because of the consumption of soul energy, most of the players who stayed in the camp chose to go offline after nightfall, and their characters were naturally in a state of sleep.

The Troll High Priest nodded with satisfaction, he was not worried that these elite warriors would not be able to capture this camp, the focus of the human army had long been shifted to Shadow Fang Castle, and he was concerned about how many humans were still in this camp, which was related to the upcoming sacrifice.

The situation was even better than he expected, due to the fact that a convoy had just passed by in the afternoon, the number of humans in this camp was almost two thousand, of which more than a thousand were human soldiers who stayed behind, and the rest were players who were ready to stay here to do some small tasks.

This number is enough to fill the gap needed to perform the sacrificial ritual, if not redundant. But such an easy success made the greedy nature of the troll high priest can't help but come out. He needed more humans, more sacrifices, in order to better please the blood god Haka.

"Go, call Tusca! It's time for him to serve the clan! For this Shadow Hunter, the Troll High Priest has always maintained a suspicious attitude, for fear that Tusca will use his powerful strength to snatch power in his hands, but now in order to obtain greater benefits from the blood god Haka, he has decided to use this sharp weapon, "I need him to take the warriors of the tribe to set off immediately and destroy those camps on the hills of Hillsbrad!" Find a way to plunder more humans! ”

On the one hand, it was to expand the scale of the sacrifice, and on the other hand, it was also to eliminate hidden dangers. A large-scale sacrifice is bound to take a long time, perhaps even a day or two, and the Troll High Priest doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone in the process.