As a typical kind and lawful paladin, Uther would definitely not do such a thing as massacring prisoners.
Not only would he not do it himself, he would never allow anyone around him to do so.
So after a brief discussion, the cavalrymen took out the remaining holy water they carried with them and gave it to these trolls, who looked more like refugees than bandits, to drink.
Soon, some of them began to experience severe symptoms such as nausea, vomiting, convulsions, and fever.
You don't need to ask to know that this is an inevitable reaction to physical weakness caused by long-term hunger and malnutrition.
If it were a human, a similar situation would generally mean that there was no hope and the person could only lie in bed and wait painfully for death to come.
Unless someone uses divine arts or holy light magic to continuously replenish the lost vitality, the body will be completely destroyed in the process of the constant battle between the holy water and the plague.
When the body is dissected afterwards, it will be found that the organs of the deceased will have failed on a large scale or even completely rotted.
However, the trolls of Azeroth are obviously not an ordinary race.
Although they are completely different species from the trolls of Faerun in terms of genetics, appearance, and physiological structure, they have one thing in common, which is their powerful regenerative ability.
As long as there is enough food, no injured troll will die easily.
What's more, there is Uther, who is probably the most powerful first-generation paladin, who can cast Holy Light to extend the life of the dying trolls.
The result was that after more than half an hour of struggle, this tribe of trolls, consisting of nearly sixty people including women and children, was out of danger and no longer infected with the Scourge plague.
Of course, the price was that a whole truckload of baked bread, meat and cheese was eaten up.
The trolls, who were originally lifeless, gradually regained some vitality.
However, they did not show any resistance after recovering, but chose to obey the orders given by the humans in front of them as the leading female troll promised.
First, the young trolls were placed on the carriage, and the rest had their hands tied and followed the convoy slowly towards Stratholme.
When it was almost completely dark, the huge convoy finally passed through the city gate that was about to close.
Since we were just in time for dinner, the entire port area was filled with the aroma of food and hot soup.
People who have worked all day are gathering in twos and threes to eat and chat, enjoying the rare leisure time, and from time to time they imagine how to start a new life after arriving in Stranglethorn Vale.
But before long, everyone's attention was attracted by the troll captives who returned with the convoy.
Because ever since the Kingdom of Lordaeron ended its expansion during its heyday, there have been basically no signs of large-scale troll activities in the entire north, and even if there are any, they are in the territory of the elves, its northern allies.
Therefore, the residents of the East Wilde region have not seen living trolls for a long time, and have even forgotten that trolls were once the greatest enemy of the human race.
Many curious children and teenagers would even boldly approach and point fingers, until the cavalrymen rushed over, shouting and waving whips, ready to hit them, and then they would disperse with laughter and cursing.
The arrival of the troll captives undoubtedly aroused the curiosity of everyone in the city of Stratholme.
Although everyone knows that there are a certain number of forest trolls living in the East Weald region, due to the large tracts of virgin forest separating them, cross-contact situations are very rare on a daily basis.
Even if a hunter occasionally encounters a troll in the wild, both sides usually just look at each other vigilantly, and then retreat and quickly break contact without either side launching an attack.
Although during the two Orc Wars, the Amani trolls in the north joined the Horde under the leadership of Zul'jin, which briefly made many troll tribes believe that the opportunity to regain their own territories had come, they began to move towards the sphere of influence of humans and elves and fought a battle with the Alliance in the Alterac Mountains.
But before the trolls in East Wilder could react, Zul'jin suddenly disappeared (captured by the high elves).
Coupled with the complete defeat of the orcs, the restless troll tribes naturally calmed down.
What's more, humans have established absolute rule in this land, and it is impossible to defeat them with a small number of trolls.
So this fragile peace has continued like this and has never been broken.
The Kingdom of Lordaeron simply treated sporadic troll attacks as ordinary public security incidents and would not choose to start a war, let alone any hatred.
no way.
As the saying goes.
As long as you are weak enough, even anger and resistance will seem particularly cute in the eyes of others.
This is roughly what the trolls of the East Weald appear to humans.
Before being attacked by the plague and the Scourge, the garrison forces in the Hand of Tyr, Darrowshire, Stratholme, and Corrin Crossing could easily crush the local troll tribes that lacked weapons and equipment.
Unless the Amani trolls in the north move south in large numbers, even if they gather together, they may not be able to gather tens of thousands of people.
Obviously, the trolls in the captive team felt very strange about the reaction of the onlookers, which was neither fearful nor hateful.
Because in their eyes, humans who have allied with the high elves have always been mortal enemies, and it is natural that the other side should be hostile to and hate them, just as they are hostile to and hate the other side.
But now, instead of feeling any of this, even the human cubs are no longer afraid of the tall troll warriors.
However, because they were captives, the trolls did not react excessively. They simply lowered their heads and were escorted by the cavalry to the door of the church's temporary headquarters.
Jaina and Calia, who had been alarmed for a long time, had already appeared at the gate. Jaina's eyes widened as she asked in surprise, "Uther, what's going on with these trolls?"
“They were caught attacking a grain convoy.
I needed to learn about the situation in the forest from these trolls, so I brought everyone back.
Most importantly, these guys were all infected with the plague without exception.
So I am very worried that the Scourge is still rapidly expanding its sphere of influence and military strength in invisible places."
Uther dismounted and quickly expressed his concerns.
After all, the East Weald region is too large.
Although the human population has grown to millions, the actual area they control only accounts for less than 20 to 30 percent of the flat land suitable for farming, and the rest is all endless forests and mountains.
"I see. I happen to understand Troll language, so let me interrogate you."
Jaina took the initiative to take on this job that ordinary people were simply not capable of doing.
As a top student in Dalaran, she taught herself many languages, including High Elf, Orcish, Troll, Gnoll, and Murloc.
He even wrote highly professional papers under the guidance of his mentor Anthony Das, such as the social ecological survey of orc tribes, the underlying thinking logic of murlocs, and the origin of the troll cannibalism custom.
Has an extraordinary understanding of non-human races.
This is also the reason why Jaina was able to participate in the joint investigation team on behalf of Dalaran, and the premise that she can empathize with Thrall and the orcs in the future.
With her familiarity with the troll culture and living habits, she quickly let Uther know about the horrific scene in the forest that was like the end of the world through effective communication.
In the places where these trolls live, large areas of forests and grass have become withered and twisted due to the erosion of the plague.
As a result, the animals in the hunting grounds and the fish in the rivers became sick and died in large numbers, and then resurrected and turned into smelly zombies.
Even harmless bats suddenly became extremely aggressive, and predators such as bears and wolves attacked any creature within sight like crazy.
What’s even more terrifying is that after eating the meat of these sick prey, even the trolls who never get sick began to feel pain and weakness.
Some even suddenly crawled out of their graves within a few days of being buried and attacked their compatriots.
Before long, the tribe, which originally had several hundred people, rapidly declined and had no choice but to flee its traditional territory and come to the human-controlled territory to grab food to survive.
It is precisely because the trolls' physique is much stronger than that of humans that they were able to run so far while dragging their plague-infected bodies.
Moreover, these trolls did not all come from the same tribe, but were a temporary alliance formed by two or three fleeing tribes coming together.
The troll woman who knew a little bit of the common human language was a priestess and the inheritor of knowledge and faith in the tribe. Therefore, she had a relatively high status and prestige in this fleeing group.
After the armed chief was shot in the head by Uther, she became the nominal supreme leader of the rest.
"The polluted land, the withered and twisted trees, the sick and dead animals that have resurrected as undead...
Damn it! The Scourge is killing the land where we can't reach it! They want to turn East Wilderness into a land of death!"
Uther, who understood the situation, slammed the table with his fist, his eyes revealing a mixture of fear and anger.
Because this approach is clearly intended to permanently change the environment, making it completely unsuitable for human or even any living thing to survive.
Jaina nodded solemnly: "You are right.
It seems the situation is more serious than we expected.
Uther, I think you'd better return to the capital of Lordaeron immediately to report this situation to King Terenas.
I also have to return to Dalaran to warn the Kirin Tor.
It is not hard to see that the land in the forest is dying from the plague, which far exceeds the destruction caused by the Orc War.
At least the orcs seized the land just to live on it, and they are still living people in essence.
But the undead are completely different; they are the mortal enemies of all life.
And... I'm now very worried about Arthas who is on the expedition to Northrend.
After all, that is the headquarters of the Scourge."
"Besides praying, we simply cannot spare the manpower to help Arthas. I hope King Terenas's messenger can find and recall him in time."
After saying that, Uther got up without even having time to eat dinner. He took a few members of the Knights of the Silver Hand and rode fast horses to the capital of Lordaeron overnight.
Jaina followed closely and immediately cast teleportation magic back to Dalaran.
As the news of the Undead Scourge killing the land in East Wilder came to light, an uproar broke out throughout the Alliance.
Although after experiencing two orc wars, the leaders of various kingdoms felt that they had seen the world and would not be easily intimidated by any enemy.
But after learning that the magical plague had the ability to pollute the water and soil, he immediately felt suffocated.
Terenas strongly demanded that the Kirin Tor Council immediately begin researching an antidote to the plague at all costs, and at the same time formally announced the recognition of the legitimacy of the belief in the God of the Contract in the Kingdom of Lordaeron.
Not only him, but also the Alliance human countries such as the Kingdom of Gilneas, the Kingdom of Stromgarde, Kul Tiras, the Kingdom of Stormwind, as well as the high elves and dwarves have all issued similar announcements.
As for the purpose, it is very simple. He simply feels that the threat brought by the Undead Scourge is far more terrifying than that of the orcs, and he urgently needs the only force that can currently produce the antidote to stand on his side.
At least when fighting against the overwhelming undead, the soldiers don't have to worry about being infected with the plague and eventually becoming part of the enemy.
After learning the news, Lanny immediately arranged for some priests to go to the local area to preach, and in exchange sold large quantities of holy water produced every day to various countries.
For a while, these colorless and transparent liquids transformed from clean water, herbs and magic became the most sought-after goods, surpassing all luxury goods.
The high elves, who had accumulated wealth over thousands of years with the Sunwell, an infinite energy source, generously provided various magic weapons, armor, arcane constructs and other things in exchange.
There was even a proposal to build several portals directly to connect Quel'Thalas, Stranglethorn Vale and Stratholme.
At that time, no matter which place is attacked, we can support and watch over each other.
The dwarves took the most advanced muskets, artillery, engineering tanks, and helicopter designs developed jointly with their dwarf allies, and sent a group of master blacksmiths and engineering experts.
Dalaran also provided dozens of mages and hundreds of apprentices as support to the Church of the God of the Covenant.
This is completely different from the situation in the original timeline where the Alliance was in disarray before the Lich King launched a full-scale attack.
Under Zuo Si's conscious guidance and spoilers, all forces in the entire Eastern Continent realized the danger hidden beneath the calm surface and once again began to become unprecedentedly united.
Especially the dwarves who had experienced the War of the Three Hammers knew very well how terrible the changes and destruction of the environment were.
The appearance of Ragnaros, the Firelord, turned the originally pleasant and habitable land into burning plains and scorching canyons.
After all, no matter what differences and conflicts they have within themselves, they have been allies who have fought side by side more than once.
As the nominal leader of the refugees, Princess Jialiya is busy almost every day, constantly receiving envoys from other kingdoms.
At this moment, she finally realized why her father, King Terenas, had sent her here even with threats and inducements.
Because in the process of fighting against the Undead Scourge, the God of the Contract and his church are the most important backbone forces, and are also the bond that can unite the alliance again.
And with the help obtained through the exchange, as long as the refugees can gain a foothold in Stranglethorn Vale, the establishment of a new human kingdom is almost a foregone conclusion.
So after being busy for several days in a row, Jialiya finally made up her mind to become a believer of the God of Contract and completely integrate into this group, rather than just being an outsider with noble blood and status as Jaina said.
Only in this way can we ask the church for help when the crisis comes and rescue our husband and daughter who are under control.
After a busy day, she deliberately refused to follow her personal maid and guards, and came alone to the door of the house on the hill next to the port area, and explained her purpose to the soldiers guarding there.
About a few minutes later, after the soldier reported the situation through the door, the originally closed door was finally opened a crack, and then a voice came from inside.
“Come in.
I was just wondering when you'll make a decision.
I didn't expect it to be so fast.
It seems that King Terenas did not realize that his daughter was far more politically intelligent than he thought.
Perhaps compared to Prince Alsace, who has serious character flaws, you are the most suitable candidate to succeed the throne in the royal family."
Hearing this, Jialiya did not dare to delay and immediately squeezed in through the crack of the door at the soldier's signal.
Before she had time to adjust to the dim light in the room, she heard the sound of a door closing behind her.
After three or four seconds, when her eyes finally regained vision, the princess of Lordaeron immediately covered her mouth in shock to prevent herself from screaming.
Because in the corner of the room, there was a naked woman lying completely naked.
She looked extremely painful, curled up in a ball and twitching slightly, and both her bones and appearance were undergoing drastic changes.
It is not difficult to tell from the pointed ears, shrinking fangs, two torn thick toes and three torn fingers that this should be the troll that was captured before.
But the problem is that her face is no longer as ferocious as that of an ordinary troll. Instead, her facial features have become as delicate and exquisite as those of an elf, and even the bones that maintain her height are shrinking.
It is only normal to feel pain after such a drastic change.
But the female troll gritted her teeth and didn't make any sound.
Gradually...
A certain transformation was first completed in her body, shrinking her from over two meters to about 1.7 meters. Her muscle structure also changed from the previous thick and sturdy to a slender but streamlined shape with beautiful textures. Her entire face was as perfect as a high elf without any flaws.
Even the slightly green and rough skin becomes as delicate and rosy as a baby's after a shedding.
In particular, the troll's iconic fangs have completely disappeared, and its long nose has shrunk to a petite and cute size.
As for the slightly wide and pointed ears, they also successfully lost weight and became thinner and pointed.
The most important thing is that all the fingers and toes have changed to have five fingers like humans and high elves.
Transformed a troll into a high elf through the power of magic? Is this the power of God?
Jialiya stared at the woman in front of her who was sweating and panting, and whose race could no longer be determined, with an expression of disbelief on her face.
Needless to say, she had already learned Zuo Si's true identity through her best friend Jaina.
"How do you feel now?"
Zuo Si asked without turning his head while fiddling with the medicine in his hand.
"I...I feel like my strength and stamina have decreased, but my reaction speed, coordination, and magical affinity have increased. It feels like I've been reborn."
The woman who transformed from a troll into an elf struggled to get up from the ground. Feeling her new body, she expressed her true feelings in a slightly excited tone.
But after such changes, his tribe no longer has to worry about becoming slaves, let alone being discriminated against or even executed by humans.
As for the trolls' hatred towards humans and elves, it is nothing in the face of the pressure of survival.
Otherwise, these captives would not have chosen to surrender, but would have fought to the death with the human cavalry until their entire army was annihilated.
But in fact, in the two Orc Wars, it was often the Alliance rather than the Horde that fought hard to the last moment.
Of course, this does not mean that humans, dwarves, gnomes, and elves are braver than orcs, trolls, and ogres.
But they knew that even if they laid down their weapons and surrendered, they would still die, and might even die a more miserable death.
因为兽人价值观视投降战败为一种懦弱跟耻辱，因此在对待俘虏的时候往往会选择屠杀献祭，亦或是作为消耗品的奴隶压榨致死； 落在巨魔和食人魔手里则更惨，大概率会被当成食物吃掉。
所以在这种里外都是死情况下，哪怕是最懦弱的人也知道勇敢战死才是最好的选择。
反倒是部落这边，由于知晓联盟拥有一定的道德底线，不会随意杀死放下武器主动投降的俘虏，所以才会出现战争结束后大量兽人进入收容所的情况。
其中可能还有恶魔之血在他们体内消退带来的精神萎靡副作用。
通过心灵魔法的探知，左思很容易就能看穿面前这个拥有精灵外表的女巨魔脑子里在想些什么，把一大份转化药剂递了过去，直截了当的说道：“我想你应该知道这种转变意味着什么。
现在，带上药剂去说服你的族人吧。
告诉他们只要愿意接受新的身份，我就会赐予所有人自由，并且享受与人类同等的待遇。
但如果拒绝，那么终身就只能作为俘虏存在，可能一辈子都只能去做没有任何报酬的重体力劳动，以换取一日三餐的口粮。
当然，作为必须付出的代价，你们会成为昔日巨魔同胞眼中最可恶的敌人。”
“伟大的契约之神，感谢您慷慨的赐予。我发誓一定会说服每一个族人沐浴在您的荣光之下，成为您最虔诚的信徒。”
女巨魔双手接过药剂跪在地上谦卑的行了一礼。
哦，不对，现在应该称之为女精灵了。
作为曾经信仰过洛阿神的祭祀，她显然对神明的了解要比大部分人类更多，明白眼前这位无意之中展示出来的力量，绝对不是那些弱小荒野半神能够比拟的。
更何况在获得如此多人类信仰的情况下，就算是再弱小的神也会迅速变得强大。
再加上可以把巨魔转化成精灵的药剂，但凡不是傻瓜都能联想到一些事情。
所以刚刚获得新生的女精灵意识到这是个机会。
只要自己表现的足够好、足够虔诚，就可以成为神的代言人，然后率领部族去捕捉更多的巨魔进行转化，从无到有创造出全新的精灵种族。
到时候她就能成为神权和世俗权力两者合二为一的女王，建立起如同奎尔萨拉斯一样强盛富庶的王国乃至帝国。
带着强烈的野心，女祭司很快便离开昏暗的实验室朝族人们临时居住的帐篷走去。
大概七八分钟左右里边就传出了痛苦的惨叫跟哀嚎。
没人知道里边究竟发生了什么。
唯一知道的就是在惨叫过后，所有的巨魔俘虏都消失了，取而代之的是有一小撮行为举止都十分怪异的高等精灵加入教会。
甚至不少人类男性都被那位拥有美丽容貌和性感身材的女祭司迷得神魂颠倒，同样也有不少女人被英俊的精灵男性战士吸引主动投怀送抱。
之前还被嫌弃丑陋、原始和野蛮的巨魔，在变成精灵之后立刻便受到了前所未有的欢迎。
事实再一次证明，颜值这玩意在人与人之间交往过程中究竟有多么的重要。
什么礼仪、风度、学识、气质、心灵美，在初次见面的时候统统都比不上漂亮的外表好用。
毕竟如果对方第一眼对你不感兴趣，连交流都不愿意深入交流，就算你再多的内在也没有展现的机会。
作为全程参观了巨魔转化精灵全过程的佳莉娅，这会儿只感觉心脏狂跳、口干舌燥，明显察觉到了左思想要干什么。
纠结了良久之后，她才终于忍不住开口试探道：“您这是打算把整个荆棘谷的巨魔都变成精灵信徒吗？”
左思笑着回答道：“没错，很有趣不是么？
像这种通过不需要大规模流血的方式完成对荆棘谷地区的改造，是现阶段我能想到最温和的方式了。
毕竟巨魔可是艾泽拉斯最早诞生的古老智慧种族。
虽然他们因为一些诸如巫毒、吃人等习俗导致被后来崛起的人类、矮人、侏儒和高等精灵敌视。
尤其是人类和精灵，还从巨魔手中抢走了大片的土地，使其从大陆霸主渐渐衰落变成现在只能躲在丛林和雨林中苟延残喘。
我认为是时候应该给他们一个重新融入主流文明的机会。
更何况荆棘谷可是古拉巴什帝国首都——祖尔格拉布的所在地，居住着数量庞大的巨魔部族。
如果想要通过战争和杀戮来解决矛盾必然要付出极其惨重的代价。
但要是用我的方法，就可以让这些转化后的精灵去对付曾经的同胞。
也许最开始的时候并不会很明显。
可随着转化精灵的数量越来越多，必然会像滚雪球一样的壮大。
最重要的是，凡是被转化的精灵无论是否愿意都只能加入这个团体。
因为他们的巨魔同胞会将其视作眼中钉、肉中刺，用尽一切方法将其赶尽杀绝。
为了生存，这些新的精灵就只能被迫团结在对我的信仰下一起去转化更多的同类，直至整个荆棘谷的巨魔全部消失。
而人类只需要给他们提供必要的食物和武器支持，就可以利用这段时间安心的发展、建设，在茂密的热带雨林中开辟出属于自己的新家园。
等转化完成，这个新的精灵种族会跟人类通过相互通婚繁衍混血后代的方式融为一体。”
咕咚！
听到这番描述的佳莉娅不由自主咽了口唾沫，抬起头用充满敬畏乃至恐惧的眼神注视着这个降临在凡人体内的神。
尽管表面上这种行为可以最大限度减少战争带来的伤亡与破坏，甚至可以用仁慈来形容。
毕竟在艾泽拉斯历史上，还从来没有一个种族大规模进入另外一个种族的领地而不爆发战争与杀戮。
有时候为了夺取土地和生存空间，甚至会驱赶乃至屠戮成千上万的敌人。
这一点不管是在人类精灵联军与巨魔之间的战争，还是兽人入侵后与联盟爆发的战争，基本上都是如此。
可对于巨魔这个种族和他们传承的文化而言，却是一场不折不扣的灾难和毁灭。
佳莉娅敢保证，转化后的新精灵种族绝对不会再信仰洛阿神，更不会保留原始野蛮的巫毒传统，而是集体投向契约之神的怀抱，逐渐变得跟人类没什么两样。
从本质上来说，这就是另外一种形式的天灾瘟疫，可以源源不断把敌人变成自己人。
所以她现在很疑惑，在巨魔们的眼中这种转化究竟是好还是坏，是会庆幸自己以精灵的形态活了下来，还是会怀念曾经辉煌的过去。
不过对于即将前往荆棘谷定居的人类，这无疑是一个好到不能再好的消息。
毕竟他们不需要再跟成千上万熟悉热带雨林地形、擅长埋伏和偷袭的巨魔交战了。
想到这，洛丹伦王室的公主立刻单手抚胸深深地鞠了一躬：“感谢您的仁慈。
能用不流血的方式化解两个种族之间的战争和仇恨，除了您之外恐怕再也没有谁能够做到了。
另外，我今天来主要是想要表达成为您信徒的意愿。
经过这些天的观察，我对教会的所作所为非常认可，觉得他们完美体现了善良、仁慈、公平、公正的品格。”
“善良、仁慈、公平、公正？你确定真的了解我所提倡的教义吗？”左思转过身盯着这位公主的眼睛似笑非笑的质问道。
“难道不是么？”
佳莉娅惊讶的瞪大了眼睛。
左思轻轻摇了摇头：“不，当然不是。
你刚才提到的那些，只是教会领袖兰尼从以前圣光信仰中延续下来的道德观念。
我的教义其实很简单，就是单纯的守序。
包括遵守规矩、法律、契约等等。
严格意义上来说我并不是你认为传统意义上的善神。
只要能做到守序，具体倾向善良还是邪恶对于我来说都无所谓。
也就是说，我的信徒完全可以做个说一不二的专制暴君。
所以善与恶要具体取决于每个人自己的选择。
现在，你还愿意做我的信徒吗？”
瞬间！
佳莉娅陷入了短暂的沉默，足足过了一分钟才抬起头鼓足勇气说道：“我愿意！”
从那双与阿尔萨斯一样颜色的瞳孔中，左思看到了无与伦比的坚定和决心，立刻伸出右手轻轻按在这位洛丹伦公主的额头上，紧跟着贴在对方耳边低语道：“既然你有这样的觉悟，那就来做我的选民吧。”
伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，强烈的灼烧和刺痛瞬间从额头上传来。
佳莉娅只感觉有一股力量注入了体内，紧跟着自己便开始感觉皮浑身发烫，仿佛有什么东西被突然唤醒了。
与此同时，隐约之间看到了眼前漂浮着一个黑发黑眸的青年虚影。
Almost in an instant, she understood that this was the true face of the God of Contract, Thoth, hidden in the body of a mortal. She immediately opened her arms to embrace her faith and feel the sacred essence emanating from the other party.
powerful!
warmth!
Scorching!
Surrounded by this power, Jialiya felt unprecedented security and an incomparable sense of happiness in her heart.
She forgot about time and worries, and was completely immersed in this beauty. Finally, she lost consciousness with satisfaction and a smile on her face.
"Sleep, sleep, reshape yourself in your dreams, and fully tap the potential in your heart. After all, you are Arthas's sister, and you should naturally inherit the crown of Lordaeron after the death of King Terenas..."
Zuo Si had a playful smile on his face. He held the princess with one hand to prevent her from falling to the ground, and stroked her delicate cheek with the other hand.
There is no doubt that he cast a dreadlord's sleep spell on Jialiya and wove a dream.
The princess didn't know whether she sensed something or dreamed about something, but a faint blush suddenly appeared on her fair face. Then her arms around Zuo Si's neck became tighter, and the two of them were almost close to each other.
This overly intimate and ambiguous posture lasted for several minutes before Jialiya finally calmed down and was placed on a small bed beside her for rest and nap.
…
On the other side, far to the south is the Stranglethorn Vale.
The first fleet that set out, under the cover of the Blackwater Pirates of Booty Bay, successfully used artillery to carry out a fierce fire coverage attack on the Sancha River estuary area.
Whether it was the troll tribe living nearby, or tigers, velociraptors, crocodiles, leopards and other ferocious beasts, they were all scared away by the loud rumbling noises.
The resulting bush fire burned for two or three days until heavy rain put it out.
Now at a glance, all you can see is the burnt grayish-white color of trees and weeds.
Although the casualties were not many, a large area of flat land was cleared for construction.
As a goblin with business ethics and a sense of contract, the wealthy lord of Booty Bay, Revigaz, personally led the Blackwater Pirates to land first and cleared out any areas that might be dangerous.
Then he said in a sharp voice to the leader of the fleet, a middle-aged priest in his forties who had also defected from the Holy Light Church: "Okay, I have completed my work according to the terms of the contract.
Next, one hundred and fifty goblin musketeers will be stationed here to protect the safety of the camp.
The rest of the construction work will be up to you.
Also, if you need anything, please feel free to contact me.
Especially the tools necessary for cutting down trees, such as the Goblin Shredder, and the explosives used to obtain stone, I can give you a 20% discount.
Finally, I wish us a pleasant cooperation.
You should know that big customers like you are rare in this wild land of Stranglethorn Vale.
Once you build the city, we can do more business.
Believe me, I am your only trustworthy friend in the entire Stranglethorn Vale."
When saying this, Rivegaz's tone was full of excitement and excitement.
After all, although Booty Bay has a good geographical location and Stranglethorn Vale is rich in resources, there is not even a decent partner to trade with around.
The nearest one is to cross the entire Stranglethorn Vale to the Stormwind Kingdom in the north.
But the problem is that Stormwind Kingdom was destroyed by orcs, and it was only recently rebuilt with great difficulty, so it is impossible to squeeze out much profit from it.
As for the trolls of Stranglethorn Vale...
Sorry, compared to doing business, they prefer to rob by force.
After trying several times, Rivigaz had basically given up the idea of doing business with the trolls.
Therefore, he was not opposed to this group of humans from the northern Kingdom of Lordaeron. Instead, he hoped that they could establish a new human kingdom here.
In that case, he could also make a lot of money from the prosperous trade, and even form a monopoly and surpass other goblins to become the most powerful tycoon.
What's more, the goblins of Azeroth have long evolved to the capitalist stage and don't care about things like country, race, and territory at all.
As long as they can make money, and make a lot of money, they don't mind selling anything, even the freedom of themselves and their families.
This is also why Revigaz, who never leaves Treasure Bay easily, will lead the team personally.
In addition to the fact that the remuneration Zuo Si paid was sufficient, he was more eager to find a partner with whom he could do stable business.
After the greedy goblin left with his fleet, the refugees began to come ashore one after another, and under the protection of the militia, they began to cut wood, build simple walls, watchtowers and camps.
The experienced hunters were lying in ambush in the nearby trees with bows and crossbows to prevent any wild beasts or trolls from sneaking in.
With enough people, a temporary wooden camp was built within a few hours.
The refugees who came from afar finally had a place to rest and cook in peace.
And many of them discovered that in the warm and humid Stranglethorn Vale in the south, there was food everywhere.
Whether it was fish, shrimp, or crabs from the sea, shells from the beach, or local specialties from the river, just two casts of the net would bring up enough to feed hundreds of people.
In addition, the wide variety of fruits in the jungle also satisfy their appetite, and they can even pick some more to make wine.
In terms of survival resources, this place is undoubtedly a paradise.
At least that's what they thought before they encountered the trolls...
(End of this chapter)