Navigating the lush rainforest and finding the right direction is no easy task.

Fortunately, Don's pure Minotaur bloodline gave him an excellent sense of direction, as one of the few races in Azeroth who were born to know how to travel long distances, Minotaurs were born with a biomagnetic field similar to that of pigeons, and always knew which direction the north was, and also knew how to find a way, and even knew how to allocate their bodies to cope with the consumption of long journeys.

If it is Old Tang's footsteps, relying on his abundant body to cross the Valley of Thorns, a week is more than enough. Even among the minotaurs who are good at long journeys and migrations, this will be a proud achievement. But now it's not Lao Tang alone, there are all kinds of races and professions in the caravan. After a week's arduous journey through the rainforest, the caravan had only just reached the vicinity of the Gula Bus Arena, and was still more than half the way out of the Valley of Thorns to the Twilight Forest.

Now, after a week of painful trekking, except for Old Don, a guy with perverted stamina, who is still full of energy and stamina, the whole caravan is only left with Tina Moonlight and Barbados Atale who are still relaxed. The former's dual identity as a child of nature and a druid makes the night girl with Tina Moonlight very leisurely in the jungle; The latter, Barbado Attale, was one of the defectors from Zurghrab, and having lived here since childhood, he has long adapted to the jungle life in the Valley of Thorns.

The rest, not to mention the weak casters, had already suffered in the hurry; Even muscular, physically strong melee fighters like the spellbreaker Moragusa Chenguang and the human swordsman Vasilev are beginning to be overwhelmed by the unusually muddy and impassable land of the jungle of the Valley of Thorns. Except for a few members of the team who had mounts, most of the members were already physically and mentally exhausted after a week of tossing.

This goblin caravan of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon (and there really is) has been navigating the dense jungle for a week, dodging blood-topped trolls and skull-splitting trolls, driving away the occasional poisonous insects and beasts, and searching for a way through the jungle to the twilight forest.

Old Tang, who was walking at the front of the caravan, lowered his head and took out a scroll of maps from the profiteer boss from his waist and carefully proofread it. The map in Don's hand is similar to what he had seen in the game in his previous life, but the game has been miniature for the convenience of the player, the real Valley of Thorns is so huge that it is completely impossible to fly over it in just a few minutes, and it takes time to trek to the dense rainforest with both feet.

Along the way, the ecological richness of the rainforest is beyond the imagination of the old Tang, although there are many species here in the game, but limited to the map area and the number of models designed in the game, as well as the gap in the detail table, the Valley of Thorns is just a place with about a dozen species of creatures. In the real Azeroth, the environment is well preserved, and the biological chain is abundant.

In addition to the common "gorillas, panthers, tigers, crocodiles and velociraptors" are large beasts that patrol the jungle and rivers, there are many other creatures in the jungle. small animals such as rabbits, squirrels, and poisonous snakes; insects that are imperceptible to the naked eye; Swimming fish in the river, birds in the sky; Old Don even found himself seeing a swamp creeper, but only in a flash.

There was a slight noise in the bushes not far in front of Old Tang, and the dense grass in the jungle clearly showed signs of being trampled by creatures and bent after being trampled on. Old Tang, who was walking at the front of the team and opening the way, squatted down violently, raised his right hand into a fist and raised it to his teammates behind him to signal warning. The people behind him saw Lao Tang's warning action, and they all stopped what they were doing, drew their weapons one by one, and waited for the battle. The anxious dwarf hunter Karui Copperiron even set up a flare for his beloved dwarven musket, and was about to raise the barrel and fire it at the sky in front of him.

Just as everyone was getting ready to go, this unknown creature that was quietly approaching took the initiative to show its form. Erica Patrick, a brown-haired human stalker chick, appeared in front of everyone with a bit of a wolf, and said disapprovingly as she ripped off her leather armor skirt and left behind the dead branches and leaves left by walking through the jungle:

"I hate sneaking in the jungle the most, I can't completely hide the traces, every time I will be found by you, and I will make people so wolf! Isn't it time for us to change scouts! ”

Everyone saw that it was the thief chick who had been sent out to fight for the team before, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense atmosphere just now was swept away. But before everyone could put their hearts back in their stomachs, the thief girl's next sentence made everyone's hearts tug again.

"Well, five hundred meters ahead, there are two piles of stinky trolls killing each other, there are about hundreds of people on both sides, and their strength is above the fifth order."

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The Valley of Thorns seems to be the only area in Azeroth that has not been touched by the earth-shattering war and the Big Bang. As the earliest inhabitants of this land, the trolls established a majestic ancient troll civilization in this jungle, the Gulabash civilization. It was here that the trolls built magnificent cities and strongholds, such as the Gulabash Arena and Zur Grub, the capital of the Troll Gulabash Empire.

More than 16,000 years ago (long before the elves foolishly summoned the Burning Legion), trolls ruled most of Azeroth (the only continent there was at the time), where there were two twin empires of trolls - the Gulabash Empire in the southeastern jungles and the Amani Empire in the central forests. In the far north, inhabited by smaller tribes (the continent now known as Northrend) founded a small state called Goodak, but by no means comparable to the size and prosperity of the Southern Empire.

The two empires did not have any friendship with each other, but wars rarely broke out. At that time, their greatest common enemy was the third largest empire, the Bug Angela civilization. Angela, who rules the Far West, are intelligent insectoid creatures. These intelligent insectoids are eager to expand their territory and are very evil. Angela is committed to ridding Azeroth of all non-insect creatures.

The trolls have fought against it for thousands of years, but have never won a real victory over Angela. Eventually, under the tenacious will of the trolls, the kingdom of Angela was split in half, and its inhabitants fled to the wormholes of the north and south. With the insect creatures exiled, the two troll empires regain their former lives. Although they were victorious, neither empire expanded their territory much on the original basis. However, the ancient books mention that a small faction of trolls broke away from the Amani Empire and unearthed their own colony in the heart of the Dark Continent.

There, these brave pioneers discovered the Well of Eternity and transformed them into beings of great power. Some legends refer to these daring trolls as the first Night Elves, although this hypothesis has never been proven.

In addition to their hidden origins, the Night Elves are known to quickly become powerful after discovering the Well of Eternity. Despite the trolls' attempts to stop them from expanding their territory, the Night Elves built a powerful empire on Kalimdor and soon expanded their power to the original Kalimdor. Using a powerful magic that the superstitious trolls had never imagined, the elves did something that the vicious and murderous Angela Zerg could not do: overturn two of the most powerful empires in the world at the time.

The elves systematically destroyed the trolls' defenses and supply chains. Unable to resist the elves' destructive magic, the trolls surrendered under the onslaught of the elves. The war proves that the elves are at some point just as resourceful and murderous as the savage trolls, who are eternally hateful and hateful to the elves. The Gulabash and Amani empires completely collapsed in just a few years.

Eventually, the Night Elves were set on fire by the mysterious flames they had managed to control. They misuse magic before they can do it, drawing the Demon Burning Legion into the world. These demons have destroyed most of the Elven civilization. At the end of this terrible war, the War of the Ancients, the Well of Eternity exploded. The oscillating wave from the explosion shattered the continent of Azeroth. The center of the continent was blown to the bottom of the sea, leaving behind only some broken, fragmented land.

The bloodthirsty and cruel frost trolls of the Troll Kingdom are banished by the Zendarar tribe, one of the most civilized and civilized of the trolls, and the purest and oldest of the trolls, who live in Northrend and Danmoro and are the sworn enemies of the dwarves. The Sandfury Trolls settled in Tanaris after the catastrophe of the Big Bang and were altered by the intense sunlight. They founded a city called Zulfarak and worshipped a demigod named Ghazra.

And the indomitable trolls of the two troll empires are also beginning to rebuild their ravaged cities and set out to restore their former powers.

The centuries following the Great Schism were very difficult for the trolls who lived in the Valley of Thorns. Famine and terror were just a routine for the broken kingdom. The desperate Gulabash trolls seek the help of an ancient mystical power. While the two troll kingdoms are dedicated to a common ancient animal god, the fall of Gulabash is dominated by the darkest of gods.

Haka the Soul Reacher, a vile bloodthirsty deity. Hearing the call of the trolls, decide to help them. Haka sent the mystery of his blood to Gulabash and helped them expand their territory into much of the Valley of Thorns, as well as some of the archipelago in the South China Sea. Although he brought them great power, the greedy evil god Hakka hoped for more and more rewards.

This cruel god demanded that his soul be sacrificed to him every day. He dreamed of coming to the material plane in this way, so that he could suck the blood of all living beings. Gradually, Gulabash came to realize the face of the god they had once been so attentive and became hostile to him. The strong tribes revolted against Hakka and his faithful priests, the Attalai.

The terrible war that took place between the followers of Hakka and the remaining Gulabash tribes was only spread in the whispers of the surviving trolls. The empire, which was just beginning to revitalize, was shattered by the magic unleashed by an angry god and his rebellious people. Just when the battle seemed hopeless, the trolls destroyed Haka's avatar and exiled him from the physical plane. Even the Attalai priests were eventually driven away from the capital, Zur Grab, and forced to survive in what is now the Swamp of Sorrows, which is not even marked on the map. In these gloomy swamps, they built a great temple for the fallen gods, the Temple of Atahaka, where they continued to work for their masters......

The surviving trolls of the Gulabash Empire after the civil war have taken a different path in their ruined homeland. The Skullsplit, Bloodtop, and Darkspear tribes began to move to reclaim their vast jungle territory in the Valley of Thorns. And with the Darkspear Tribe defeated in this competition and exiled to the shattered Kalimdor, in the Valley of Thorns, a land that carries the most glorious history of trolls in the past, the remaining two powerful troll tribes of the Skullsplitter and the Bloodtop Tribes are still fighting each other for the space to survive and the dominance of the Valley of Thorns, killing each other until now.

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During the week the goblin caravan navigated the rainforest, it had encountered several patrols of trolls belonging to different tribes, but most of them were small groups of a dozen people. Although these trolls all have good skills, coupled with their brutality and extraordinary self-healing ability, they can be called a force with good combat effectiveness. But a team of more than a dozen people couldn't make any waves in front of Lao Tang's escort team, and it would be destroyed in an instant.

But now hearing the scouting report of the human stalker chick Erica Patrick, even the brave old Don has a bit of a headache. The strength of more than two hundred trolls above the fifth order was not comparable to the patrol team of a dozen people before. Nearly twenty times the number of caravan escorts, it is completely easy to encircle the members of the escort. Ants bite elephants to death, no matter how powerful they are on the battlefield, they don't dare to boast of a 100% guarantee of complete safety in Haikou, maybe a flying axe and a throwing spear that accidentally flew from where can result in your life.

Although Lao Tang, who fought in the bloody race war with the centaurs, has long been accustomed to fighting tough battles, it is not unheard of in battles with huge disparities in numbers. But at that time, the people who fought with him were all strong men who were brave and experienced in battles. Not to mention the Minotaur's outstanding individual combat ability, the tacit cooperation that has been honed over the years of fighting side by side is not comparable to these fellow escorts.

Once there is a battle, Old Tang can't guarantee that those guys with different plans will be able to do their best, and he won't expect the remaining team members to be as relaxed and happy as they are. If you don't make a mistake, the caravan members will face the first battle attrition.

After only a week together, most of the members of the escort team began to get acquainted with each other. Old Tang also made a few friends in the caravan. Now faced with such a situation, Don doesn't want these team members to sleep here or simply become a troll's dinner because of negligence or decision-making mistakes.

Old Don turned around and briefly discussed with the members of the escort, and everyone's opinion was roughly the same - to bypass these fierce trolls and choose another path to continue the caravan's journey, after all, more is better than less. Even the two High Elves in the team, who had a blood feud with the trolls, did not enthusiastically shout to participate in the battle, but gladly agreed to allow Old Tang to choose another path. The appearance of the lawbreaker Moragusa* Chenguang made Old Tang's doubts about him deepen again.

In any case, the mention of the caravan bypassing the battlefield and choosing another path was eventually unanimous. Five hundred meters was not too far, so the caravan began to carefully keep its voice as low as possible and slowly detoured. Under the cover of the dense jungle, the caravan cautiously moved forward for a while, quietly passing nearly a hundred meters away from the two piles of trolls. If nothing else, the caravan should have made its way safely without disturbing both sides of the battle.

But what makes people helpless is that life is always full of accidents, and plans never change quickly!

Old Tang still neglected his team, there will be a paranoid idiot with a "wild boar man's head"! And because of his idiotic behavior, the caravan had to be put in danger. In response to the old saying:

"If you're not afraid of god-like opponents, you're afraid of pig-like teammates!"

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Excessive~~~ Anyway, the trolls earlier were actually really NB~~~ The two major troll empires at that time were also really strong!

Hey, hey, I'm going to start hacking a certain trick~~~~ Guess who it will be? This product doesn't hurt him, he doesn't hack, I have an uneasy conscience~~~~ In reality, I'm a paranoid and stupid person in the Q group~~~ I don't hurt him, and it's intolerable~~