Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

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That night, Taranas, Liresa, and Cirvanas came to the Tower of the Farstrider, and they sat around the table in silence.

"The problems we are facing now are as follows. First, there are heavy casualties, and the issue of ranger replenishment needs to be resolved urgently; second, the logistics supplies are in the hands of Master Darkan, and our relationship with him has also become tense because of this failure. " Cirvanas asked, "Whether he will get stuck with us at this point is very important."

Taranas nodded: "You are right, Sylvanas, these issues are indeed very important, but the most difficult thing at present is whether we will still be stationed in the Farstrider Fortress."

"what do you mean..."

"I want to lead the rest of the rangers out of the fortress after the reinforcements sent by the king arrive, and then build a line of defense with our own troops using Taquilin, the Temple of the Moon, and the Tower of the Farstrider as nodes."

Li Reza interrupted at this time: "Taranas, do you want to give up the Farstrider Fortress?"

"Yes, Liresa," Taranas said with a calm expression, "Darkan and some elves actually tried every means to drive us out of here, after all, we killed a lot of forest trolls here before, the kingdom's The other troops are very jealous. In their view, our ranger troops of the Farstriders are completely lucky. If it were them, they would have wiped out those trolls long ago."

Then he looked at the female ranger who was full of disbelief and wanted to say something: "Sylvanas, I know you are not convinced, but this is the truth. Without Aristophanes, the great magister, we want to It is basically impossible to maintain the previous state of 'detachment'."

"Then leave in such a disheartened manner? How should we face those brothers and sisters who died in battle?"

"Don't worry, we will avenge them sooner or later," Taranas narrowed his eyes, "and before I leave, I will find a way to lure another group of trolls, so I can collect some interest first."

On the other side, in the Farstrider Fortress, Dar'Khan, Adrian, Elena, and several other new lords were also discussing how to face the troll.

"Lord Darkan, we can't just let those civilians leave like this!" Adrian said anxiously, "Without them, the operation of those reclaimed land, farms and wineries will stagnate!"

Darkan waved his hand irritably: "I see! I have already discussed with the head of the First Ranger Legion. They will apply to the king to send troops to guard the territory of the Farstrider. As for appeasing the farmers and craftsmen, you Figure it out yourself!"

Adrian sat down happily,

But Darkan's next sentence made his expression stiffen quickly: "Is there any way you can face the troll's voodoo fog?"

Looking at Dar'Khan with a gloomy face, Adrian swallowed: "Those fogs only exist in the forest, we just need to guard the city walls and not go out..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Darkan cursed angrily, "Do you think those rangers of the First Ranger Legion really gave up the warm and affluent Qingfeng Village because of my invitation and the king's order, and came to such a bird? A shit place? They want to kill trolls, earn military merits, and get promoted to ranks! Stay here and not attack, who will provide the daily consumption of the ranger troops, you?"

Looking at the disheveled Adrian who was being scolded, everyone dared not show their air, but Elena Yuanbu said cautiously: "My lord, I have a plan, I don't know if it is feasible."

"Tell me." The blunt words passed from his mouth to everyone's ears.

"We might as well send a troop into the jungle first, then lure the trolls to attack, let go of a part of the city wall, wait for them to come in and destroy them, and then stay behind closed doors. This will not only gain military merit, but also ensure the safety of the territory."

"Luring the enemy deep? Then who will lure the enemy?" Darkan asked. think twice

"Isn't there a ready-made army here? Which army is more familiar with this land than Taranas and the others? As for voodoo, I think the last lord, Lord Aristophane Windrunner, must have been Countermeasures are ready." Elena Yuanbu said with twinkling eyes.

Darkan looked at the female elf: "I see, you go down first, let me think about it."

Then Darkan found Taranas who was still recovering from his injuries. No one knew what they said, but within a few days, the Rangers of the Farstriders began to go deep into the jungle with strange masks. They were divided into large and small teams. A varying number of troll heads were brought back every day, and such operations came to an abrupt end after the arrival of the First Ranger Legion.

On the other side of the jungle, Zul'jin, the forest troll warlord, was listening to the reports of his hunters.

"Boss, those long-eared people have gone crazy into the jungle to hunt down our compatriots these days. More than 20 hunters and hundreds of ordinary civilians have gone to see Bwonsamdi!"

Zul'jin scratched his cheek, looked at the sluggish Quel'dorei in the cage next to him, and then turned to look at the troll hunter in front of him: "You said they went deep into the voodoo fog?"

"Yes, Master Zul'jin, although we have the help of voodoo, we can quickly heal wounds, but those elves are well-equipped, and it is difficult for our weapons to cause fatal damage to them."

"I see, it seems that those cunning pointed ears haven't learned enough lessons." The troll warlord narrowed his eyes, "You go and inform Vorgas, and then other priests, let them summon troops, since those sharp ears If you want war, give them war!"

"yes!"

After the hunter left, Zul'jin came to the cage, opened the cage, reached out and grabbed a Quel'dorei, twisted his neck, dragged his body to the altar, and began to pray to Loa. The four corners of the altar The dragonhawk, bear, eagle, and lynx spirits screamed silently, but the Quel'dorei's blood flowed into a strange mask.

Suddenly a thick gray-black fog escaped from the mask and appeared on the altar, and condensed into a strange troll floating in the air.

The four spirits stared at the troll who suddenly appeared on the altar like an enemy, but it didn't care, and looked down at Zul'jin who was muttering: "Hello, troll, come to find me!" What does lonely old Bwonsamdi do?"

"Lord Reaper," Zul'jin bowed his head, then looked up at Reaper in front of him, "On behalf of the forest trolls in Zul'Aman, I thank you for your help last time."

"Ha, ha," the troll Reaper turned around twice, then sat on the railing beside the altar, raised his legs and looked at the warlord, "Old Bwonsamdi was very satisfied with the last transaction, and Gagolakin's soul is now It is already one of my most precious collections. Why, are you also here to make a deal?"

"Yes, Lord Death, I hope to use your power to drive those pointed ears out of our land. These forests belong to the forest trolls and belong to Zul'Aman. Those pointed ears have occupied them for too long!" Erkin gritted his teeth and said.

"Oh ~ so what do you want to pay? Let me tell you first, the few altars here are enough for old Bwonsamdi." The troll Reaper raised his left hand with only bones left and adjusted the shelf on his lower back.

"Lend me your strength, Lord Death God, and then I will serve you as my master! Zul'Aman will also regard you as my master!"

Before the words were finished, the four animal spirits at the four corners of the altar roared angrily, but Zuljin waved his hand, and several priests waiting under the stage stepped forward and easily suppressed their restlessness.

When Bwonsamdi saw this, the blue fire in his pupils flickered twice, and then he said in a casual tone: "Okay, Lord Warlord, then sign the contract!"

The troll warlord raised his left hand and held it with Bwonsamdi's left hand. The blue light gradually penetrated from Death's hand into the warlord's arm, and raging blue and white flames ignited from his eyes.

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