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

More than 300 large wooden barrels and boxes were found, containing herbs, weapons and equipment, accessories, jewelry, ores, cloth, etc., as well as hundreds of velociraptors and tigers in cages.

These are the Bloodscalp Trolls' accumulation over the years.

There was no time to take a closer look at what treasures were in the box. Kali hurriedly ordered the Saltscale Fishmen to move all the barrels and boxes and take them away to the fishing boat.

There were still hundreds of velociraptors in cages. Some of the panthers and tigers were also moved away, but there were not enough people and most of them could not be moved away, so the merman soldiers were ordered to release all the velociraptors and tigers that could not be moved away.

The black panther, velociraptor and tiger got out of the cage, felt the long-lost freedom, and ran towards the dense forest in the distance.

After a careful inspection and seeing that there was nothing left to take, Kali walked to the center of the Zukunda ruins and smashed the exclusive seat of Chief Ganzulan to pieces.

The Saltscale Murloc completed the task assigned by Varian perfectly and beautifully, and walked towards the fishing boat on the shore cheering.

As for the Bloodscalp Trolls, after a day's long journey, they finally reached the upper reaches of Lake Naferiti at night.

At this moment, Ganzulan's face was terribly gloomy.

When he got here, he discovered that the suspension bridges that used to connect the two sides of the river had all been destroyed, and tens of thousands of trolls were looking at each other in confusion on the river bank.

Ganzulan had already determined that the Darkspear clan had destroyed the suspension bridge, and the anger in his heart almost made him unrecognizable.

How can we cross the river without a suspension bridge? It is not realistic to swim across a river that is several hundred meters wide.

Ganzulan pondered for a while. They had already reached the shore and it was impossible to go back. They could only cut down trees to make a raft.

As it was late at night and the soldiers were tired after a day's march, Ganzulan had them camp on the shore to rest for the night and resume cutting wood in the morning.

At night in Stranglethorn Vale, there is a cool breeze. Apart from the occasional bird calls, the chirping of insects and croaking of frogs everywhere make the place even more quiet.

Two hours later, the Bloodscalp Trolls who had fallen into a deep sleep were awakened by a sound. They seemed to hear a sound in the middle of the river, which seemed to be the sound of a boat.

Some trolls stood up and looked towards the middle of the river, but because it was too dark at night, they could not see clearly. They only seemed to see two huge black shadows vaguely.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

Suddenly, two black shadows made a huge sound of artillery fire. Through the light from the artillery fire, the trolls realized that the two big black shadows were actually two warships! They were firing shells at the troll camp on the shore.

There were more than 60,000 Bloodscalp Trolls stationed on the shore, so densely that the shells all hit the pile of trolls.

Dozens of bombs fell on the troll camp, causing violent explosions.

Suddenly, countless shouts were deafening. A single shell could cause dozens of troll casualties.

The two warships fired forty or fifty shells in the first round, turning the entire troll camp into a sea of ​​fire.

Gan Zulan was almost hit by the explosion and shouted hurriedly: "Get away from the shore! Retreat to the woods!"

Unfortunately, the camp was filled with the sounds of exploding shells and various shouts and cries, and few trolls could hear Ganzulan's words.

There was no choice but to run towards the woods by himself to avoid being hit by the bomb.

The other trolls that were not hit by the explosion and escaped death also gradually moved towards the woods.

The warships kept firing bombs towards the shore until they had bombed all the tents and then stopped.

At the edge of the woods five kilometers away from the river bank, the escaped trolls slowly gathered here, and the painful howls of injured trolls were everywhere.

No one knows how many trolls escaped and how many were killed in the explosion.

It was pitch black at night, and there was no way to count the number of people or organize ourselves to do anything.

Except for some uninjured witch doctors who walked around and treated the injured trolls, the others could only wait quietly for dawn.

After a whole night of suffering, the Bloodscalp Troll finally waited until dawn.

After inventory, last night's bombardment caused the deaths of more than 4,000 people from the Bloodtop Clan and more than 6,000 injuries.

The 6,000 injured trolls are:

Mlas, Hallak, Odickens, Selger, Korran;

Allilde, Ogolu, Trokaim, Aimik, Jones-Landon;

……

When Ganzulan heard the number reported by the soldiers, he was completely dazed.

He couldn't understand how the Darkspear clan could have warships? How could they be so powerful? How could they have killed more than 4,000 people in a bombardment?

So he said to the scout captain next to him: "Kebas, you lead a reconnaissance team back to the shore to see if the two warships are still there and see who is on the warships."

"Yes, my lord!"

A distance of several kilometers was not a big deal for the scout team. In less than half an hour, the Kbas team arrived at the bushes on the shore.

Kebas pushed aside the leaves of the huge bushes in front of him and saw the two huge warships that bombarded their camp last night.

Looking at the dozens of large cannons on the warship, Kebas also took a breath.

I saw two warships parked quietly in the middle of the river, about four or five hundred meters away from the shore, with no intention of leaving.

He discovered that the soldiers on the warship were not Darkspear trolls, but a group of gray and blue-purple murlocs.

Kebas exchanged glances with the team members around him, and quietly retreated along the original route without alerting the fishmen.

"What? Murlocs? When did murlocs learn to build warships?" Ganzulan's face was full of confusion and shock after listening to Kebas's report.

"These warships look like they were made by humans. Could it be that the murlocs have also joined the Darkspear clan?" Kebas analyzed.

"No matter what it is, if the warship is still in the river today, we will destroy it first!"

Gan Zuraen felt very aggrieved. He was ambushed before he could even accomplish anything. He didn't even see any of the enemies and he lost thousands of soldiers. His anger level was almost maxed out.

Ganzulan ordered those trolls who were seriously injured, nearly five thousand of them, to return to the ruins of Zukunda to recuperate.

Soldiers were also arranged to cut trees in advance to make rafts.

If there is no suspension bridge, take a raft across the river!

The Bloodscalp Troll began to chop down trees in full swing, and soon, all the nearby trees were cut down.

Fortunately, this is a dense forest with many trees, so we can cut them down at will.

After cutting trees for an afternoon, the Bloodscalp Trolls made about a thousand rafts.

"Let's go!" Gan Zurahn gave an order, and the Bloodscalp Clan began to move towards the shore again.

Having been ambushed once, Ganzulan was now very alert.

After walking for several kilometers and about to reach the shore, Gan Zurahn stopped the team and went to check it out himself. Two warships were staying in the middle of the river.