"Human, what the hell are you? Why are you here? ”

The captain of the troll, who was lifted away, got up from the ground in an instant. To be honest, this level of damage wasn't even tickling for him, but he couldn't understand why humans had appeared on this misty island, and it was so good that they attacked again.

Is it a coincidence? The troll couldn't believe it, he preferred to believe that it was premeditated by humans. But if it was premeditated, then how did they know when to attack on their side? Is the panda people in contact with the outside world? Or did a traitor appear within the clan?

He didn't know, and too many questions rolled in his mind, rolling around, and finally only converted into one sentence.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Have you heard of Gilneth?" Du Teng held his sword and looked at each other with a relaxed expression, "My name is Limu, Lim Greyman, I am the prince of Gilneth and the next king. As for why I came back here...... Quite simply, I need the panda people as my allies. ”

“……”

The troll frowned.

"What? Not convinced? Du Teng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Think I'm lying to you?" Don't worry, I don't have to lie to you, even if I tell you everything, you won't stop me, in fact, because of your existence, it makes my plan easier to succeed, so I want to thank you. As a thank you, well, I'll spare your life. ”

Du Teng said with a chuckle, but his words made the troll on the other side frown.

"Gilneth ...... The Human Kingdom...... Pandaren allies ......"

He repeated Du Teng's words, and then raised his head to look at Du Teng.

"Human, whatever you want to do, I'm going to persuade you to leave now. Our target is only the Panda people, and it has nothing to do with you and your kingdom, and if you don't want to suffer the catastrophe, leaving now and getting out of this event is your best bet. ”

Obviously having the upper hand, it is clear that Zandalra's strength is not as good as before, but the troll captain still shows his arrogant side.

He was indeed worthy of pride, because Zandalar itself was a very noble clan among the vast group of trolls, and the existence of trolls could go back thousands of years.

At that time, life was just beginning to bloom in Azeroth, and the most prosperous cluster among them was undoubtedly the lush woodland surrounding the Well of Eternity. The arcane lifeblood of Azeroth flows through this spring, inspiring a cycle of renewal, and before long, the continent's primitive life forms will evolve into sentient beings.

The first and most prosperous of these races were the trolls. These uncivilized barbarians thrived in the jungles and forests of Azeroth, living by gathering and hunting. They are not intellectually outstanding, but they have extraordinary agility and strength, and they are born with a physique that recovers quickly from trauma, and even lost limbs can be restored.

Early trolls developed a large tradition of superstition. Some cannibalistic and war-loving; There are a very small number of trolls who hope to gain knowledge through meditation and meditation; And some trolls choose to devote themselves to voodoo, a dark and powerful magic. However, regardless of their traditions, all of the trolls' devotion to their beliefs originated from the gods of the wilderness who came and went to Kalimdor without a trace, whom the trolls called "Loa" and worshipped as gods.

Reverence for the gods of the wilderness, the trolls gradually gathered on the peaks and highlands of the southern Kalimdor, where they revered Loa. The trolls named the mountain range Zandalar and built rudimentary garrisons on the mountainsides.

And the most powerful of these troll races are the Zandalar tribe. They claimed almost all of the heights of Zandalar as their own, and regarded them as holy places, erecting clusters of rudimentary altars on the top of the mountain. In the future, these altars will eventually be connected into a bustling holy city, namely Zuldasa.

Over the centuries, numerous clans have risen to prominence and competed with the Trolls of Zandalar for land and power. The most prominent of these are the fierce tribes of Gulabash, Amani and Dakale, who are openly intent on conquering vast tracts of Kalimdo's extensive jungles and forests. While many clans sometimes fight each other for hunting grounds, there are very few large-scale conflicts over the years - the trolls are so fierce and good at fighting each other that if they do fight each other, they will undoubtedly end up losing both. And the thought of the uncultivated land that surrounded them made it wise for many tribes to stop the danger of going to war and to go out and carve out new homes.

However, only one of these lands is forbidden to the witch doctors and priests of the various tribes - a dark stone mound in the foothills of the Zandalar Mountains. Loa warned the mystics of the tribes that if the black stones were infested, great calamity would come to them. In the years that followed, no troll dared to disobey this warning.

Even so, curiosity eventually got the upper hand.

A handful of stubborn trolls found the cairn, and discovered that the so-called black stones were the craggy skin of a behemoth. Thinking of the fears of the other souls in the past, the trolls quickly recognized this never-before-seen being as a powerful and unknown Loa. The trolls then offered a living sacrifice to it in an evil ritual in the hope of awakening the sleeping dreaded beast.

As a result, the Blood Sacrifice awakened the sleeping Admiral Kseraki, and the surrounding trolls were brutally torn to shreds. And they don't know until they die, this awakened monster is none other than Kirchk, who nearly perished at the hands of the Guardian Tyr. At that time, the mortally wounded Kselachi fled to the southwest, and then fell into a deep sleep in what would become the Zandala Mountains. The sudden arrival of Kirhiks overwhelmed the ancient Loa, who lived here, and buried him in the ground so that no one would disturb him.

Awakening, Ktheraqi looked at the civilization built by the trolls, but he didn't think so—it was a drop in the ocean at best compared to the dark empires of the past. But Kirchks knew that if this pathetic so-called civilization were to be destroyed, he would undoubtedly be able to please the gods of the ancients; So, the Kselachi stretched his spirit, and in turn found a group of creatures that could be controlled—Yaki.

Once the Dark Empire collapsed, these Zerg disappeared underground, hiding in narrow tunnels and tunnels for years.

Kirhix reorganized the swarm and sent Yaki to war in the hope of reigning on Azeroth once again and regaining his former supremacy. When the Ktherach had expanded their power and regained their power, the Zerg went on to build their vast underground empire, which was named Azyaki. Kihiks waited tirelessly, witnessing the growth of the sub-unit's army. And when the time is finally ripe, countless Zerg will burst out of this underground empire, and under the leadership of the general of Kselaqi, the entire land will be swept away.

Even though the trolls who had been hunting for a long time were all good at the battlefield, a threat like Yaki's had never been seen before. This formidable Zerg army swarmed in, and a large number of small tribes were swept away in time.

By the time Yaqui's assault was at the foot of Mount Zandalara, the Zandalar trolls finally took action. They united the many disparate tribes of trolls into an unstoppable army that named the Zur Empire; And this newly unified and large group will put aside their differences and work together to eliminate the invading subunits.

The task of commanding the trolls' armies also fell to the trolls of Zandalara. They call the shots in the Holy City, revealing the enemy's movements and attacking their weak points by taking advantage of their location. Under Zandalara's leadership, other trolls set up ambushes in the surrounding jungles, cutting down enemy forces one by one; On the other hand, the revered priests also summoned Loamon to destroy their opponents.

And so, the fierce gods of the wilderness stepped into the battlefield of the trolls, ravaging Yaki's soldiers, and even Kihiks was severely wounded.

Forced by the situation, Yaki retreated, hoping to make a comeback and attack the mountain again. Kihiks, scarred by Loa, led a group of Yaqui's cronies to flee to the northeast in order to recuperate while the Zerg and the trolls continued their war.

And the Zendalar trolls knew that even if they had temporarily driven out Yaqui, they would still be a great threat. If these zergs are left alone, the remote troll territory will inevitably suffer.

So, at the command of the Zandalar troll, many tribes immediately set out to pursue Yaki.

The trolls soon realized that the effect of blindly killing these zergs was not very good; As soon as a few subunits escape underground, they will build new hives that will later recur. Addressing the threat of subunits once and for all means not sparing any corner of the continent. As a result, the Trolls of Zandalar persuaded the most power-hungry branch of the trolls to establish a foothold throughout Azeroth.

The bulk of these troll groups are Amani, Gulabash, and Dakale, and once Yaki's power is swept away, they will be able to get their share of the many rich new territories without having to fight with each other.

Naturally, these ambitious tribes happily agreed.

The Dakale trolls chase a group of sub-creatures and make their way to the frozen north, only to encounter a tool of war they have never seen before, the corrupted Thorville, and it is the Yaqui Worms who have captured and enslaved the small group of Titan creations that inhabit Odua. The ferocious Tovel made of these rocks is the so-called "Obsidian Destroyer", and the whole of Dakale is on the verge of being completely destroyed at his hands.

However, years of fighting have eventually turned them into shrewd and cunning warriors, and countless methods have been used to defeat Torville.

The Gulabash Trolls have also suffered from the Corrupted Titans. As they headed southwest, the fortress of Angela, where the ancient god Cthun had imprisoned, had been taken over by Yaki, and Anubisas, who guarded the prison, could not avoid being enslaved by the insects.

The confrontation between Gulabash and Yaki was initially a disaster for the trolls. These zergs drove the fierce Anubisas to destroy the garrisons of Gulabash one by one. But then Zandalar instructed the priests of Gulabash to abandon their large army and divide their tribes into shorter, more mobile surprise squads.

This new tactic allows them to harass Yaki day and night, depleting the Zerg army bit by bit over the course of a long time. Although it was impossible for them to completely exterminate all of the sub-units, Gulabash eventually took complete control of the surrounding territory.

During this time, the Amani trolls set out to hunt down Kirhiks. They followed the trail left behind by Ktherachi to the forests of the northeast, and fought their way through the endless influx of Yaki guards. And when the decisive battle finally came, the entire tribe attacked the Chihiks and the remnants of the Zerg minions as if they were dead. The number of surviving trolls was slim—and even so, the Ktherachi fell at the feet of the struggling hunters.

Despite the high cost, the fierce Amani trolls have become a legend among the tribes, and their new home is the land where the trolls slay Kirhix. One day, it will become a continuous holy city, known as Zur Aman.

The death of Kselachi made Yaqui's offensive meaningless. As a result, the situation of this battle between the trolls and Yaki immediately changed dramatically, and eradicating Yaki became the first priority for all trolls.

After centuries of fierce struggle, the Yaki Empire finally collapsed at the hands of the trolls, and the Zerg were driven to the north and south ends of the continent, and the central part of Kalimdor has not been traced since. The remnants of Yaki clung to their underground lair, fortified against the trolls, and no longer dared to reveal their intentions for war. And these many trolls were finally able to declare the victory of their side.

However, without the bonds of war, the many branches of trolls have become more distant and isolated from each other than before. One by one, the strongholds established by the major tribes spread all over the world and flourished into a series of houses, holy cities, and eventually a vast empire carved out by them themselves. The Trolls of Zandalar have retreated to their mountains in the hope of continuing their quest for soul knowledge, yet they will maintain their influence among the many troll tribes for a long time.

Therefore, the establishment of the troll empire and the rise of trolls are inseparable from Zandalara, Zandalar is the most glorious clan in the huge group of trolls, so this troll captain, dare to speak to Du Teng like this, even if he is at a disadvantage now, he is not afraid at all.

It's a pity that he is not afraid, and Duten is not even more afraid. After hearing the words of the troll captain, Duten grinned, "Times have changed, trolls, Zandalar is no longer the Zandalar of the past, and now Azeroth is no longer the Azeroth of the past. Today, we are the masters of this world. ”

Du Teng raised the giant sword suddenly, the blade of the sword was level with his shoulder, "If you don't want to admit it, I'll hit you until you admit it!" ”