There is an idiom called "no coincidence".

With Rastaha back in power, Zandala's foreign policy also underwent some changes from when the Prophet Zur was in power.

In the words of Woking, who is still undercover in Dasaro, Zandalar has become more aggressive.

Zur is tactful in his approach to the three divided empires, hoping to convince all the trolls to return to Zandalara's rule.

Rastaha, on the other hand, is more direct, and he wants to force all the Troll clans into submission to Zandalara.

Before the Elemental Tides erupted, Rastaha's plot against the Dakale Trolls and Sandara was bankrupt.

With Saraen's guidance, Lyras quickly found the Zendarar Assassin hiding in the shadows.

Lured by the decoy that Lyras had set up, the Zendalar Assassin was caught hiding in the mountains and attempting to intercept again.

Lyras led the paladins of the Morning Forward Legion to the ground with a group of only about 100 Assassins.

After the war, the Lyras virtuoso took the head of the Zandalar Assassin and personally visited the capital of Dhakale, Gudak.

After being beaten twice by Quel'Salas in a row, Malak, the Frost King, had long since lost the heart to trouble the High Elves.

Knowing that Zandalar wanted to continue to sow discord between Dhakare and Sandala, Malak was furious and promised to break with Zandallar on the spot and forbid any Zandalar trolls from entering the territory of the Dhakara Empire.

At the same time, Zandalar has also sent men to the forest trolls and jungle trolls' inherent territory.

However, the forest trolls have long since been completely weakened by Quel'Salas's relentless and continuous attacks, and the jungle trolls have a close relationship with the High Elves.

Rastaha boasted in a high-level meeting that he would completely subdue all the Troll Clans within 3 years and restore the ancient glory of the Zendarar Empire.

However, the successive rounds of bad news left the confident Rastaha with a little on his face.

In desperation, when he sent his men into Tanalis, he instructed the envoys to "temporarily" abandon their strong tactics and return to Zur's soft tactics.

Woking: Laughing off your big teeth, my family, I ate the poop I pulled out so quickly.

No matter how much Woking laughs at him behind his back, as a veteran politician who has been in power for more than 200 years, Rastaha's face is thick enough.

The king brushed the matter aside as if nothing had happened, trying to deliberately tempt the members of the Council of Zanshuli to question Lezan's abilities...... Or rather, intelligence.

No one doubts Lezan's individual prowess, and even if you look at all of Azeroth, there are not many people who can beat Lezan head-on in a fair one-on-one.

Originally, Rastaha planned to make persistent efforts to remove Lezan from power, and replace Bonsandy, who has a stronger sense of the big picture and strategic ability, to help him fight for Azeroth.

The outbreak of the elemental tides forced Rastaha to modify his plans on an impromptu basis, intending to take advantage of the turmoil in Azeroth to rapidly expand Zandalara's sphere of influence.

The dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Just as the high-spirited Rastaha ordered the initially rebuilt Golden Fleet to return to sea, the Kurtilas Coast Guard, which had been evacuated off the coast of Zandalar several years earlier, silently appeared in the field of vision of the new Golden Fleet.

Rastaha was arrogant, but he knew that the newly rebuilt Golden Fleet was no match for the old fritters of Kurtilas.

In order to preserve his strength, he could only recruit the Golden Fleet back.

This farce of change put the Zanshuli Council in order, and they began to suspect that the years that Rastaha had left the center of power had been nullified.

Although the Zanshuli Council did not dare to question it face-to-face due to the aftermath of Rastaha, there were already many rumors about it in private.

These rumors will undoubtedly have a big impact on Rastaha's rule.

So, the embarrassed and angry Rastaha began to catch the ghost again.

But well...... Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

Rastahana's hysterical embarrassment further deepened the suspicions of the Zanshuli Council.

At the instigation of Woking, some councillors have begun to discuss whether to put the young Princess Tarangi on the throne to replace the current god king.

Garrod didn't hold the inner hand like Sarren, and he didn't know the undercurrents surging inside Zandalara.

With the idea of ensuring the smooth flow of logistics, Garrod left a thousand-man squad at Tanaris.

No matter how much Nogforg tried to fight Lotus's instigation, the remaining troops would not take the initiative to attack Zulfarak, and their only task was to hold the supply line.

One thing to say, Garrod is more disgusted with mercenary, lying-ridden goblins who are all over the world than the sandfury trolls who have always clinged to their one-third of an acre and never left Tanaris.

Garrod knew that the boss behind the venture capital firm was different from the hot sand consortium, but in his opinion, no matter what consortium he came from, a race like goblins who would give up anything for profit, was not to be trusted.

But Garrod also had to admit that goblins were professional when it came to making money.

The logistical route from Firas to Uldem was stretched too long and the transport risk was high.

Although reluctant, Garrod could only choose to cooperate with the goblins for the time being, shorten the transportation routes, and have Garkisson provide logistics directly to the front line.

At the moment, Garrod did not know the local situation in Uldam, and he could not put the treasure on the Tovir who did not know whether they were willing to provide material goods.

After all, the Night Elves had never had anything to do with the Torvilles before, and they didn't know each other well.

As Garrod and Mavi continue their march south, they encounter a band of Sand Rage trolls who have come to attack Garkison.

However, this time there was no shelter from the sandstorm, and the two sides saw each other from a long distance in the endless desert.

Nogforg hopes that the Night Elves will fight the Sandfury Trolls, so that he can convince the garrison to help the Hot Sand Consortium build an oil field.

But Garrod was clearly not stupid, and he didn't want to make another trip to the aid of Oldum.

The Sandfury Trolls don't want to provoke another powerful race in the event of a war with the goblins.

With the scruples of both sides, the two unexpectedly encountered troops passed by without incident, but it made Nogferg, who was holding a telescope and waiting for the battle in the distance, very angry.

On her way south into the Deep Sand Plains, Mavi asked Garrod if she wanted to take a deflection to the Cave of Time to say hello.

Since the Cave of Time was not in the same direction as the entrance to Audam, Garrod thought about it for a while and gave up on the idea.

……

At the same time, Sunderland, the Wind Chaser, who was hiding inside the Sun Obelisk, finally learned the full picture of his plan to lure the enemy from Sarjan.

"You mean......" Sunderland pointed to himself with some surprise, "using me as bait?" ”

"Or else?"

Sarian smiled and shrugged, "You should know Olakiel the Wind Rider better than I do, there aren't many baits that can attract him to go out in person, and you are one of them." ”

"Hmmm......"

Sunderland, who had long since recovered his strength, was not afraid to go head-to-head with Olakyr, even if he couldn't fight one-on-one, with Sarean present, he didn't believe that Olakyr could win the final victory.

"If Olakil knew I was here, he wouldn't have come alone, but would have brought a whole elite army with him."

Sunderland asked with some concern, "With our current strength, can we really behead Olakir among the ten thousand hosts?" ”

Sarean rolled his eyes angrily: "Won't your brain turn a corner?" Who said we're going to fight the elite of Orakir here? ”

"If you really want to fight head-on, what's the difference between going to war here and going to war on the wall of the sky?"

Sunderland scratched his head in confusion: "So what do you mean?" ”

Salian sighed helplessly: "I kind of understand, you elemental creatures are all very pure-minded, and there are not so many twists and turns in your minds. ”

[High Emotional Intelligence: Pure Mind]

[Low EQ: Tie Hanhan who doesn't use his brain]

【Grass! (a plant)】

Ignoring the barrage's mischievousness, Sarren took a deep breath and patiently explained to Sunderland.

"We will not reveal the news of your recovery to full strength to Olakyr, but through the inner body you have planted in the Sky Wall, we will tell him that you are still seriously injured, and your own strength is not one in ten."

"This ......"

Sunderland was a little skeptical: "That Olakyl guy has always been scheming, would he really believe that?" ”

"Yes."

Sarjan said meaningfully: "I will make up a complete story based on what happened to you when you were imprisoned in the Imprisoned Skull, and with the help of Ragnaros, who does not know the inside story, Orakiel will most likely believe this story." ”

(End of chapter)