This is the fourth of today's six more outbreaks, there will be two more in a while, and the settlement will take a break first, but before 12 o'clock, it will all be written in code, or the old saying, ask for collection, and the settlement will break 10,000.

The greater of the twin moons of Azeroth, she rose first tonight, and now she hung in the night sky, illuminating the stars with her silvery moonlight. Beneath this soft moonlight, the peaks of the Red Ridge Mountains adorn them. During the day, the daylight casts a pink glow on the peaks, and at night they become tall, solitary ghosts. At the western foot of the mountain range is the Elwyn Forest, covered with oak and satin wood, which stretches from the hilly terrain to the sea. To the east, there is a vast black swamp. A swampy mountain area full of streams and rivers. It is full of abandoned abodes and lurking dangers.

Day after day.

As of today, the sun has set five times.

The sharp blade in his hand kept swinging forward.

Rex walked forward step by step, walking among the leafy and lush trees. ，

He quietly looked at the moon in the sky, the twin moons of the world of Azeroth, and told Rex that another day had passed.

A dark shadow swept through the sky, a crow-like shadow, flying towards a place in the center of the forest.

sighed, there are not a few monsters that can fly in the Arathi Heights today.

At night, Rex has not rested yet, that is because Rex has found something today, he did not find it when he looked for humans, but the traces of trolls were found.

The direction in which the black shadow swept just now. It was a gathering place of the troll clan that he found during the day today. It's a very lively place. During the day, Rex looked far away with a telescope, and there was a valley, a circular valley.

The rocks above, on the other hand, are smooth, and the edges of the valley have been jagged by the erosion of time.

There was a distinct circular valley in the middle of the Arathi Heights, and Rex thought about it in his head for a while, but he still didn't remember.

Such a thing, sue sù him. This circular valley will not exist after a thousand years.

Rex has a very strong memory, and he treats all the things and things he has seen as information and stores them in his brain, and when Rex has needs in the future, he directly begins to use them.

So he couldn't remember the valley, didn't have any memory, so he sued him.

After a thousand years, it is not because of the movement of the earth's crust. has been smoothed out, that is, artificially leveled.

It doesn't matter which one of them. After a thousand years, there will be no more here.

Because of the trolls' activities here, the trees here are not too luxuriant, and the weeds and vines are relatively dense.

At the entrance to the valley, the ground is bare and rocky, and the road is very flat.

There are a lot of buildings standing inside, made of heavy white bricks and stucco mixed with mortar, and today's trolls are not at all like they were after a thousand years, they only know how brave and ruthless, and the others have forgotten about it.

Today's trolls are a splendid race, and their buildings are magnificent and sturdy.

Compared to them, the human race at this moment is just a barbarian race.

In the moonlight, a watchtower resembles a lighthouse. At the base of the tower is a low wall, and outside the wall is an abandoned residential area, and inside the wall there is a beast pen in addition to the tower.

The pen was not large, and there were several wild beasts in it, and in the night, the beasts were not at all restless, and kept howling.

The loud sound was annoying, a troll holding a club, in the animal pen, constantly waving his club, constantly beating the beasts, so that these beasts were quiet, but what the troll didn't know was that with his movements, he kept beating the beasts, and the beasts that ate pain screamed even louder.

It's a troll colony, a troll clan.

During the day, Rex observed the size of the Troll Clan.

They're not huge, there are about a few hundred trolls here.

Counting the old, the young, the old and the weak, about one-third of the trolls.

It's still the young trolls, who take up most of it.

Trolls are not a good race, they are cruel and murderous.

This has not changed much because they have built a glorious empire, they do not understand etiquette and do not respect morality.

The old and frail troll is destined to have no good end, leaving the clan alone and fending for his own life, this is still the best way, if it is a little second, it will be directly used as food and eaten by the young and strong.

So a troll clan, their youth accounts for the majority of the proportion.

Don't look at this troll clan with only a few hundred people, but among this clan, the standing that can be drawn out has reached one-third.

Rex watched carefully for a while, and took advantage of the darkness of the night to sneak in.

He's looking for the humans of this troll clan.

Yes, humans.

As early as daylight, Rex had seen humans in the troll clan.

However, the sincerity of human life is not very good, and the dark body knows at a glance that this is the result of exposure to the sun.

In the forest, it is also a skill to be able to expose your skin to tan.

The troll clan is not very big, but the building it has is not small, just looking at the building, this troll clan can accommodate tens of thousands of people.

As you can imagine, this troll clan has been glorious in the past.

No matter how glorious they used to be, now they are gone, and the glory of the past is gone.

A pair of feet in boots stepped on the stone bricks, silent, although Rex had not learned to stealth, but did not let his steps make a sound, he could still do this, but he also knew some basics, how to cover up his figure, this is difficult to do, in the end it is not a professional talent.

The soft moonlight reflects a figure on the white stone bricks. A ragged black cloak fluttered in the cold wind of the night.

No matter how good the clothes are, no matter how luxurious the clothes, walking in this leafy woods will not scratch them.

Once or twice there is nothing, but after ten, twenty, thirty times, this black cloak has openings everywhere.

His figure, with the help of darkness, shuttled quickly.

It's a tiny troll clan, but Rex doesn't have a reckless outright force.

Whether it is in the previous life or in this life, Rex has never been a reckless person, on the contrary, Rex is an extremely cautious person, and many of his things are done under the conditions of full preparation.

There are some things, unless it is inevitable to do it, otherwise if the grasp is too small, he would rather give up than take the initiative to do it.

This troll clan is not big, but if it is replaced by a troll clan after a thousand years, he will do it directly.

With his current strength, with the Ash Messenger, a clan of several hundred people, the fighting power is more than a hundred, and under the sneak attack of the night, he can win one hundred percent.

But this is not a millennium from now, this is a millennium ago.

Trolls are in their prime, though they are not as good as the ancients.

But there are still 3,000 nails in the broken ship, and the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the plucked peacock is bigger than the chicken.

He still plans to be safe, or to rescue the imprisoned human slaves, get some helpers, and then take the opportunity to exterminate the troll clan.

Exterminating the Troll Clan was Rex's idea when he saw humans serving as slaves to trolls.

It's not a millennium from now, and there isn't much of a dispute between humans and trolls.

Nowadays, there is no reason for trolls to bully humans, and in the same way, humans need no reason to exterminate trolls.

Although this mission is important, but no matter what, Rex is a human in the end, and he can't be indifferent to the oppression of humans by trolls, and he can't be indifferent to other places, even if he can't see it, if Rex sees it, he must find a way to save humanity.

Rex was quick to find the sealed building.

Trolls are certainly not treated well with human slaves, and they are also heavily guarded, working for them during the day and being held firmly at night.

At this time, human beings are extremely sad.

They worked hard during the day, but they were constantly beaten, and they couldn't even eat a full meal.

In the end, when you are overwhelmed, injured, or broken, the trolls will not waste it, they will treat you as delicious food, stew you in a large pot, and eat it as food.

It's inhumane, no, to talk to trolls about human nature, you're looking for the wrong person, you deserve to be eaten, you can't blame the troll, but you are so stupid.

Finally found it, Rex said in his heart.

It's an ordinary-looking building, but in the valley, it's not inconspicuous at all, and it's very dirty inside.

That is, it is slightly better than the animal pen.

Rex didn't see a human here, but only a troll guarding it.

Ten trolls are guarding the place.

Two trolls stood outside, armed with weapons in hand.

In one building, each sitting, or lying down, several trolls.

One by one, their eyes were hazy, and they didn't take this matter of guarding human slaves seriously at all.

Rex quietly touched it, and a sharp blade appeared in his hand, aiming at the two listless trolls, slitting their throats.

Rex's movements are not standard at all, and the movements are also extremely rusty, and the beauty of flowing clouds and clouds is even more different, and there is no comparison.

But Rex's only good thing is that he is strong enough.

With his strong strength, he directly made up for all his shortcomings. (To be continued......)