Crossing Azeroth, starting with the Heroes of Might and Magic system

As a result, this group of once arrogant trolls began to flee in all directions in a panic, trying desperately to escape from the land that had been conquered by the coalition forces.

At this moment, the coalition forces were neatly lined up on the ancient altar which had turned into ruins. They stood quietly under the leadership of three outstanding leaders - General Hass, Turalyon and Kurdran Wildhammer.

Everyone's eyes were directed toward the dense jungle in the distance that was gradually returning to tranquility, with indescribable joy on their faces.

This thrilling battle undoubtedly became an important turning point in everyone's lives.

It not only demonstrated General Haas's fearless courage, Turalyon's superior wisdom and Kurdran Wildhammer's extraordinary strength, but also left an indelible memory deeply imprinted in the hearts of every coalition soldier.

After this fierce battle, the coalition forces successfully defeated the aggressive enemy and planted the seeds of fear and awe deep in the hearts of the trolls.

Those trolls that were once so invincible are now helpless in the face of the coalition forces, no longer having their former arrogance.

From then on, the trolls in this vast land never dared to rashly start a war again, for fear of being hit by the coalition forces' thunderous and fierce attack again.

However, for the coalition forces, this is just the beginning. They know that the road ahead is still full of thorns, but with a firm belief in victory, this brave and fearless team resolutely takes steps forward, continues to move forward courageously, and strides towards a more brilliant and glorious victory!

Along with a deafening roar that shook the earth, the altar of Zul let out a painful groan, and finally collapsed to the ground under the weight.

This holy place, which once symbolized the supremacy in the hearts of the trolls, has now turned into ruins and billowing dust.

The once magnificent building is now just a pile of broken stones and burnt wood, as if telling the world about the tragic fate it has experienced.

All of this was due to the powerful coalition army. Led by the brave and fearless General Haas, the wise and courageous Turalyon, and the brave and skilled Kurdran Wildhammer, the coalition army rushed towards the trolls' defense line with overwhelming force.

Their weapons flashed with cold light and their shouts were deafening, like an unstoppable torrent that instantly overwhelmed the enemy.

Faced with such a fierce attack, the troll army fell into extreme panic. Their original firm belief began to waver, because the altar of Zul, which they regarded as the source of life, had been destroyed. Without the support of faith, they became extremely vulnerable.

Then, an astonishing scene appeared on the battlefield: the troll soldiers dropped their weapons one after another, turned around and ran away in all directions. Some of them even bumped into each other and fell down, then struggled to get up and continue to run away.

The entire battlefield suddenly fell into chaos, and emotions of fear and despair spread rapidly like a plague.

The whole world seemed to tremble in the earth-shaking sound of the altar collapsing. The trolls looked at the scene in horror, their hearts filled with despair and helplessness.

They finally realized that it was meaningless to continue to resist stubbornly, because they could not win against such a powerful enemy.

At this moment, the only way to save this race is to escape from this cursed land as soon as possible and find a safe place to preserve the last glimmer of hope for the race's survival.

As a result, the trolls began to gather in a hurry and in an orderly manner, their faces full of reluctance and anger, their eyes burning with rage.

However, under the overwhelming pressure of the coalition forces, these emotions could only be buried deep in their hearts. They had to reluctantly abandon their once beloved homes, leave their hometowns, and embark on a journey of escape with an uncertain future.

After a long and arduous journey, the vanguard of the trolls finally arrived at Jinsalor deep in the jungle.

The terrain there is dangerous, the environment is quiet, relatively secluded, and the natural resources are also very rich. Long ago, when the trolls had not yet encountered this disaster, they had built a new home here, hoping to stay away from the chaos of war forever and live a peaceful life.

A long time ago, as descendants of the Amani Empire, the Evilbranch Tribe returned to their ancestral hometown, Hinterlands, after the tragic Troll War, with deep attachment to their hometown and confusion about the future, they went through numerous hardships and dangers.

But what they never expected was that the Evil Tooth Tribe had already taken over this Feng Shui treasure land.

In desperation, the Evil Branch Tribe had to rebuild their own territory, "Xinsalo", on the slope on the other side of Sintland.

Although this city is slightly smaller than Zul'Aman, it is also a magnificent troll kingdom, carrying the Evil Branch tribe's ardent expectations for the revival of the Amani Empire.

This ancient city forgotten by time - Xinsalor. This city is hidden in the deep mountains and dense forests, as if it is a dark corner isolated from the world.

And in this eerie place, lives the dreaded evil priest Hex.

Hex is the well-deserved leader of the Evil Branch Tribe. He exudes a chilling aura. This priest's fanatical worship of the Blood God Hakkar has reached a nearly insane level, and the doctrine he upholds is full of cruelty and blood. Under his leadership, the entire Evil Branch Tribe fell into an endless killing spree.

However, the wheel of fate took an unexpected turn at this time. The once invincible Xiezhi tribe now encountered an unprecedented crisis.

They also knew that the human coalition had entered Sintland, which caused the trolls of the Evilbranch tribe to fall into panic.

The seriously injured and exhausted Amani trolls dragged their heavy steps through the dense jungle that was almost opaque, and came to Xinsalo one after another. Along the way, they had to avoid the pursuit of the coalition forces in fear.

With every step you take, the road ahead seems to be shrouded in a thick fog, hiding countless unknown dangers.

Every moment, they seemed to be standing at the crossroads of life and death, and if they were not careful, they would fall into an abyss of no return. However, even in such an extremely dangerous situation, these indomitable trolls still tightly grasped the glimmer of hope for life and refused to let go easily.

In their hearts, they always hold a faint but precious vision of future life. Although this vision may be out of reach, it is like a bright light, illuminating their way forward in the darkness.