Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

Xinsa's face was very ugly. He didn't expect to lose a general in this small canyon.

"Let's go together! This is a battlefield, not a one-on-one fight. Destroy this human defender and cut off their heads! I'm going to have this group of humans for dinner today!"

Esai and Nikolai frowned at Xinsa's furious roar.

The Zandalari abandoned the bad habit of cannibalism a long time ago. Amani now sits on a large hunting ground in the northern part of the Eastern Continent, and there is no shortage of food. Continuing to eat people is undoubtedly a uglification of the image of the troll, and it is completely unnecessary.

But after all, they are just consultants sent by Zandalari. It is not good to refute their chief in front of tens of thousands of Amani trolls. Talk privately.

Many Loa priests joined the battle at the same time, and Lordaeron gradually became unstoppable. The armor on his body was severely damaged, and there were more and more wounds. There were also many damages and cracks on the shield that was not finely crafted. It has already rolled the blade.

But Lordaeron, regardless of the scars on his body, still bravely led the remaining nearly 100 soldiers to hold the canyon firmly. His strong fighting will to fight to the death made the enemy Nikolai stand in awe.

In the end, the 500 human soldiers were wiped out, but the number of enemies they took away was more than three times that of their own. Lordaeron even rushed from left to right and killed three loa priests one after another. This is like thunder.

The rest of the loa priests all became more cautious. Although Lordain's armor and sword shield were almost completely broken, and his whole body was dyed bright red and stood motionless, no one within a radius of five meters dared to attack him. Feel free to approach.

"Kill! Chop off his head!"

"etc!"

Nikolai finally couldn't help making a sound. He strutted past a large number of hunched Amani trolls, walked up to Lordain without any scruples, held his hand under his nose to breathe, and tried again. He felt for the pulse in his neck.

"He is dead, there is no need to spoil the warrior's body."

Nikolai laid down Lordain's standing dead dead body, and Esai also walked up in silence, pausing lightly on the ground with his staff.

A two-meter-long pit appeared at the foot of the mountain on the edge of the canyon. Nikolai picked up Lordain's body with a heavy expression and put him in it.

"you……"

Xinsa's expression was a little distorted. He didn't expect that the two Zandalari advisors would show such respect to the enemy. Even he, the Amani chief, had never enjoyed this standard of treatment.

Nikolai and Esai ignored Xinsa, and they whispered, "Bwonsamdi blesses your heroic soul, and may you reach the other side of the kingdom of death smoothly."

Although both belong to the branch of trolls, the Zandalari trolls are far superior to these isolated barbaric empires in terms of civilization, military strength, and personal cultivation.

The behavior of the two Zandalari consultants made the Amani trolls unable to understand, which indirectly caused a rift in the originally harmonious cooperative relationship between the two parties.

"Hey~"

After breaking through the canyon and entering Steinbrad's camp, Esai and Nikolai sighed relative to each other in the tent they had built.

"It's no wonder that other races look down on trolls. The most fundamental reason is that the subdivided empires like Amani are not up to date."

Nikolai nodded depressingly, "If we want to reproduce the great troll empire, we must make a plan for improving the quality of the subdivided empire. First of all, the bad habit of cannibalism must be eliminated."

Although Nikolai and Eseduo persuaded him repeatedly, a heavy loss of victory made Xinsa very angry. At this time, all the corpses in the canyon had disappeared, leaving only a solitary mound at the foot of the mountain.

As for the whereabouts of the corpse... Considering the customs of the Amani trolls, there is no need to investigate too much.

...

Thoradin, who had already entered the Alterac Fortress, received the report from the front line. He nodded expressionlessly, and waved his hand to signal the scouts to go down.

On the roof of Alterac Castle where the wind was blowing, Thoradin held on to the wooden railing in front of him with trembling hands and remained silent for a long time.

For a long time, Thoradin's old voice sang a sad requiem, and the singing sound spread far and wide in the quiet night.

Aurora and Leticia on the third floor of the castle were relatively silent. They witnessed the tragic battle in the canyon through eagle eye.

"Is this war..."

Aurora bent her knees and huddled into a ball, and said in a somewhat depressed mood, "Letty, will all the wars you have experienced be fought like this to the last person?"

"Won't."

Leticia has seen much more worlds than Aurora. Although she also marveled at Lordaeron's bravery in her heart, at least she did not receive such a big impact like Aurora.

"Under normal circumstances, the battlefield will not be so tragic. Once there is a defeat, the commander will let his troops retreat and try to preserve their vitality."

Leticia shrugged and said, "Of course, this is our night elves' way of fighting. After all, our fertility rate is low. Andrea has repeatedly emphasized that we should focus on protecting ourselves on the battlefield."

"He would rather scrap more arcane puppets and war weapons. As long as we don't lose too many soldiers' lives, we won't be hurt."

Leticia sighed and said, "Humans have different values ​​from ours. They are short-lived species with a strong fertility rate. Sometimes they would rather use their lives in exchange for important opportunities. Perhaps in the future, this way of thinking will lead to Heroes come forth."

...

The trolls were stationed in Steinbrad, and the Quel'Thalas pursuit force led by Veronica came to the canyon where the fierce battle had been fought before.

"Why is there so much blood on the ground?"

Li Reza squatted down and stroked the blood-stained ground in confusion, a large number of damaged armor and weapons were scattered in the canyon.

Smelling the bloody soil, Li Reza judged, "It's still fresh. There should have been a big battle here, but what about the corpse?"

The expressions of Andrea and Celes were a little gloomy, and they immediately judged the whereabouts of the corpse.

Onyxia sneered, "Heh~ little guy, think about the customs of trolls."

Celeste raised her brows upside down, "Oni!"

"Yes~ I'm talking too much."

Li Reza is not innocent, she has received strict training from her parents since she was a child, and she has a certain understanding of the customs of trolls, and she quickly understood what Onyxia meant.

Li Reza, who was a little pale, turned her head to look at Veronica, "Mother, is this true?"

Veronica was silent for a moment before she nodded and said, "This is the barbaric troll, our eternal enemy."

"Li Reza, you will inherit my position sooner or later. Don't be soft-hearted when you face trolls. These barbarians are not civilized species at all, and they are no different from wild beasts."

"……yes."

Andrea noticed a barren hill at the foot of the mountain at this time, "This is..."

Next to this mound is a small stone carving unique to Zandalar. Although Andrea couldn't identify who the specific pattern on this stone carving represented, he knew from the last communication with Rezan that it was a certain loa. symbol.

"Grave...loa, Bwonsamdi?"