"So...... What about the captives? Don't you need to leave some trolls behind? Even if it's as a coolie or some other ......"

Varian Wryon spoke suddenly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As for the captives, Varian Ureon is considered to be more experienced among the people here.

Although Stormwind Chan received aid from Lordaeron and other allies, the lack of artisans and laborers caused great trouble for the reconstruction of Stormwind.

Due to the severe shortage of labor, Anduin Lothar had to take the soldiers of the Iron Horse Brotherhood to participate in the reconstruction of Stormwind City.

The trolls were of great strength - both men and women - and Varian Ureon felt that their captives must be good seedlings of slaves.

"Captive? No...... These trolls don't deserve it, they're just a bunch of savage invaders...... Extermination, for them, is already the most merciful end. ”

Prince Danas snorted coldly.

The reason why Riptide Castle is involved in this war against the trolls is not only to fulfill its duties as an ally, but also to take revenge on the trolls for the tragedy they caused outside Riptide Castle six years ago.

If even one of the trolls survived, even if it was just a baby or a woman, Prince Danas felt ashamed of the civilians who died under Riptide Castle.

Six years ago, the trolls showed not even the slightest mercy outside of Riptide Castle; Now, six years later, the same fate has fallen on them, and apart from not eating them, Prince Danas is confident that he will never be even a little softer than the trolls.

"Okay, I'm just talking about ......"

Varian Ureon shrugged his shoulders, he was just making a proposal, and since Prince Danas was desperately opposed, he would forget it.

"By the way, the messenger of Zandalara, a troll named Caldara, have you found any traces of him?"

Arthas wasn't going to argue with Prince Danas over some troll captives, and in other words, mercy really didn't apply to a race like trolls, so he changed the subject lightly.

"Didn't see ......"

Prince Danas shook his head first, followed by Varian Orien, Muradine Copperbeard, and finally Aurelia Windranger.

Arthas felt sorry in his heart - he knew that without this messenger from Zandalara, there would not have been so many variables on this trip to Zuaman.

If it weren't for this strange barrier of the four gods, Arthas's army would have leveled Zuaman without much effort, and would not have paid so many casualties as it does now.

Arthas didn't think that Caldara would die in the chaos - after all, in his own tent, he would have easily escaped in the face of Frostmourn and the Red Dragon Queen, as well as so many elite guards.

Arthas guessed that the Zandalar messenger named Caldara must have escaped, as he said that this guy was only here to mediate the war, and would certainly not be Zuaman's burial.

Alsace was right, Caldara was not dead; While Arthas and the commanders were meeting in the temple, Caldara was on the top platform of an altar, silently watching the human and dwarven warriors running around the city of Zuaman.

"Teacher Caldara ......"

Malagoth, Zujin's most trusted chief witch doctor of the Amani Empire, stood behind Caldara with a lost look on his face, muttering under his breath.

Malagos did not know where his future lay and he had been working for Zu Jin, Emperor of the Amani Empire, until he returned to Zu Aman from the territory of the Zandala clan.

It can almost be said that Malagos's position at Zujin's side is not much different from that of the prime minister of the Amani Empire.

Usually dealing with the conflicts between the various tribes, worshipping the animal god instead of Zujin, and researching some new witchcraft in his spare time, Malagos felt that this kind of life was very suitable for his own requirements.

Despite his brutality and incomprehension, at least for Malagos, he was able to meet all his needs for materials and offerings while studying witchcraft.

But now Zujin is dead.

When Zukin fell from the sky, Malagos stood behind Caldara and watched it all, and could not do anything about it.

Long before Caldara's arrival, Malagos used the martial arts he had learned to seal the powers of some animal gods in Zujin's body, allowing him to use them.

This is the fundamental reason why Zujin can heal his wounds, but turn into a creature like a dragon eagle or a bobcat.

After Caldara's arrival, he brought with him the power of the four gods, but this power did not allow Zujin to re-emerge with the Amani Empire, and he even fell to the ground the day after he received this power.

So what's next? What should I do?

- Malagos thought desperately.

Zujin is gone, and Zuaman is about to become an eternal disgrace that has been occupied by humanity and engraved in the history of the Amani Empire.

Oh no, even the Amani Empire no longer exists, and Malagos saw several human soldiers in red robes (the color of the robes of Fort Riptide) dragging several of their own compatriots from the bottom of the temple and cutting off their heads, as if these humans were a race called "Trolls".

Malagos did not think that when the humans left Zuaman, there would be members of the Amani tribe who would survive; Before the final battle began, he had just carried out Zujin's order to gather all the Amani tribes, as well as the troll tribes affiliated with the Amani Empire, to Zu Aman.

It's over, it's all over, and the Amani Empire, which lasted for tens of thousands of years or more, has finally collapsed today; Regardless of whether Zujin, His Majesty the Emperor, was competent or not, he became the last emperor of the Amani Empire.

Zu Jin can also be regarded as dying on the battlefield, somewhat feeling that he has died as he deserves; But what about Malagos himself? Does he need to be buried for an empire that is already doomed to ruin?

"Maragos, let's go."

Just as the chief witch doctor of the Amani Empire was thinking, Caldara's voice reached his ears.

"Where are you going?"

Marragus muttered.

"Back to Zandalara, there's no point in staying here. As you can see, the Amani Empire has fallen, and humanity ...... What a terrible creature! ”

Caldara's voice remained soft, as if all that had happened had nothing to do with him.

"Zandalar ......"

Malagos muttered the name, feeling bitterness in his mouth.