Chinese Warriors in World of Warcraft

Chapter 704 Zandalari Visit (13)

Senjin Village.

This is a small village in typical troll style, with wooden and stone structures, ordinary.

Jiang Jie released his spiritual power, and quickly sensed all the creatures in the entire Senjin Village.

There are only 534 trolls in total, which is already most of the remaining members of the Darkspear clan, and some live in other nearby villages, and of course some live in Orgrimmar.

There are only two or three small villages left in the territory of a race. The situation of the Darkspear trolls is too difficult.

However, such a small race has produced Vol'jin, such a legendary shadow hunter.

It is because of his existence that the Darkspear clan can exist until now.

Otherwise, I don't know how many times it has been destroyed!
It may not be that difficult to rule a powerful country, but it is not an easy task to rule a weak race and survive in such war-torn times.

Holding the thigh is also a technical job.

Wojin is really not an easy person.

It is impolite to release the spirit to directly scan other people, but Jiang Jie has no interest in being polite to foreigners, not to mention that the small Senjin Village does not even have a creature with a legendary spirit.

Even Wojin, although possessing legendary strength, his mental strength has not reached the legendary realm.

Mental strength below the legendary level cannot perceive Jiang Jie's mental scan at all.

What Jiang Jie didn't expect was that immediately, he sensed a more terrifying soul.

A demigod-level soul actually resides in this small village.

This existence with a demigod-level spirit sensed Jiang Jie's peeping for the first time, and then started to fight back!

"interesting."

Jiang Jie smiled lightly, his soul was like a rock, and he stood still in the stormy mental attack of the opponent, and then flew towards the location of the soul.

In a larger house in Sen'jin Village, Vol'jin is sitting upright, with Shadow Hunter Lokhan standing behind him.

Opposite them were three trolls wearing wooden armor and holding wooden staffs.

The three trolls who are obviously a head taller than the Darkspear troll obviously come from a distant mysterious place, and from their energy intensity equivalent to that of an archmage, it can be seen that each of them is a veritable high-level monster. Sacrifice.

They had enough respect for Vol'jin, but only respect.

In fact, Vol'jin respected them enough, for they came from somewhere more mysterious.

"Three priests, I will consider your suggestions. But it is impossible for the Darkspear troll to return to Stranglethorn Valley. We were driven out. My son was destroyed by Zanzil's potion. It has not fully recovered until now. The hatred between the Darkspear and the jungle troll is indelible."

Vol'jin's voice was unhurried, unabashed and unrepentant: "The great Bwonsamdi has given me enough inspiration, but there are some things that cannot be compromised. If Darkspear returns to Stranglethorn Vale, it will be ours. What kind of fate? Become a subsidiary of other tribes? Darkspear will be wiped out. Become the ruler of the Gurubashi, and with the support of the Zandalari, rebuild the Gurubashi Empire? Tribes, above them all."

"The trolls need to rise, Chief Vol'jin."

The voice of the old priest headed was low: "The jungle trolls are caught between Stormwind City and Booty Bay, and even the Gurubashi Arena is lost! Zul'jin is dead, the forest trolls are scattered, and the high elves have been chasing them They! Frost trolls are trapped in Zul'Drak, furbolgs and undead are attacking, and they are even forced to steal the power of the loa gods! Vol'jin, trolls and trolls are one family, if we don't unite, we will be killed sooner or later Destroy!"

Vol'jin was silent.

Some thoughts cannot be said, some thoughts cannot be said, and some thoughts cannot be said.

Whether it is the Alliance or the Horde, it is impossible to watch the ancient troll empire reappear, and it is impossible to watch the ancient overlord of Azeroth rise again.

The Horde and the Alliance once fought together against the invasion of the Burning Legion, and they also joined forces with the Northern Expedition to fight against the Scourge.

If the trolls rise again, the Alliance and the Horde will also join forces to fight the re-emerging terrorist threat.

This world belongs to the Alliance, the Horde, and the Night Elves.

They will not allow new powers to rise.

Every force that wants to rise must accept the test of blood and fire.

At that time, millions of orc warriors came to Azeroth from the planet Draenor. After 20 years of brutal wars, they experienced the Battle of Mount Hyjal, and got the support of trolls and tauren successively. Finally, I have a firm foothold and have a corner of this land.

The Scourge appeared more than ten years ago. The Lich King Ner'zhul had been making trouble for such a long time. He was once so powerful, but was finally defeated by the Northern Expedition. With the support of the legendary grand duke, Master Meri and His Majesty Faol, King Solas and Chief Orgrim, he can only live in Northrend in the North Pole, under eternal surveillance by the Alliance, Horde and Night Elves .

How cruel is the war that the troll must go through if it wants to regain its former glory?

Maybe the Zandalari tribe can really integrate all the big tribes, maybe it will be a force no less than the Scourge, maybe after countless bloody battles, it can really regain its foothold, but in the process In the middle, can Darkspear stand up?
There are only one or two thousand Dark Spears, how many people will be left by then?

With the Darkspear situation, Vol'jin wanted peace more than anyone else.

War will only consume the vitality of Darkspear, which is not what he wants.

He would rather have peace in the world for 500 years, so that Dark Spear can develop slowly.

Although it was impossible, he didn't want to be involved in the rise of Zandalar. Darkspear didn't have the strength to participate, and he couldn't afford the painful price.

Now he just wants to hug the orc's thigh tightly, maintain a relatively good relationship with Jaina and the legendary grand duke, and survive in the cracks.

he……

it's the only way!

"Don't say no, Chief Vol'jin. Think about it. Only trolls care about trolls, not orcs, not tauren."

The headed old priest stood up and said lightly: "We are not interested in power, we just want to save the trolls from the danger of being exterminated. Among the jungle trolls, there is no one better than you, Chief Vol'jin. Even In order for Darkspear's position in the Horde to be more stable, you should also consider our proposal. I will go to Zul'Farrak, and I will leave!"

The other two priests also stood up.

They walked to the door, opened it, and saw a young face.

(End of this chapter)