Due to the significant reduction in body size, the clothes originally made of animal skins were too big and could no longer be worn.
In addition, he was running in a hurry and did not have time to get some leaves or something to cover himself, so he could only run naked for the time being.
That’s not all.
From two toes covered with thick skin and calluses to five white and tender little feet, they suffered a lot when running in the jungle.
Many people had their feet and toes scratched by splinters, thorns and sharp stones, and their faces were filled with painful expressions.
Although to outsiders it seems like a big win to be able to transform from the ugly appearance of a troll to the elegant and beautiful appearance of an elf.
But in fact, for the trolls who are accustomed to living a primitive life in the wilderness and dense forests, this change undoubtedly means a significant weakening of their survival ability.
Whether it's the reduction in height, physique and strength, or the loss of their proud regeneration ability, these new elves who are being hunted down by their former brethren feel fear and despair.
Their psychological defenses are collapsing rapidly, and they have no idea where their future lies or whether they can continue to survive in this rainforest they call home.
Perhaps the only thing worth being awake about is that there are enough people like you around us.
This collective act of being hunted and fleeing has undoubtedly subconsciously strengthened the internal unity, identity and sense of belonging.
In order not to be killed and to survive, this group of elves without any weapons, let alone sharp teeth and claws, could only run as fast as they could, and they dared not stop no matter how hard or tiring it was.
Because no one knows better than them how ruthless and brutal the Bloodscalp Trolls are when dealing with outsiders.
It can even be said that the Bloodscalp Trolls are the most bloodthirsty troll clan in Stranglethorn Vale. They are countless times more barbaric than the Skullsplitter Clan in the south, and will even eat a human captive alive.
Note that the word “eaten raw” here is not an adjective, but an apt description.
Not only do they like to eat raw meat, but they also like to bite and gnaw on captives or while they are still alive.
That kind of bloody scene that makes your scalp tingle will probably leave a psychological trauma if you see it once.
Even though these newly transformed elves have done similar things before, now that it may be their turn, they will inevitably feel fear and terror.
Fortunately, because there were still human warships lurking in the river, the troll headhunters did not chase too far.
The pursuit was temporarily stopped after they swam across the wide river, risking being bitten to death by crocodiles and piranhas and being beaten into a pulp by naval guns.
During the short escape, nearly two hundred elves died and countless others were injured, but more than one thousand two hundred still survived.
The survivors who escaped death gathered in the woods far away from the river beach, gasping for breath, and helped each other bandage their wounds and stop the bleeding with special leaves.
Just when everyone was still in shock, a woman suddenly stood on a large protruding rock and shouted in the Troll language: "My dear compatriots!
I'm sure you've seen what those damned bloodscalp trolls did to us.
They actually wanted to kill us all without any regard for our past friendship or reason! How barbaric, ruthless and cruel!
Since they no longer consider us part of the clan, why don't we become independent and form a completely new race.
Look at what we look like now! How similar we are to the high elves of Quel'Thalas in the north! In that case, why don't we call ourselves forest elves? In this way, we can ask those humans for help and form an alliance with them to deal with the threat of the bloodscalp trolls together.
Only in this way can we survive in the cruel jungle.
Otherwise, with no weapons or tools in the current state, everyone will slowly die of hunger in a few days at most."
There is no doubt that this woman was none other than the first priestess converted by Zuo Si.
She also gave herself a new elven name - Calesia, completely cutting herself off from her past troll identity.
It was obvious that this riot and escape was planned and carried out by her and her tribesmen who had also been converted.
Although to the tens of thousands of Bloodscalp Trolls, a rebellion and escape of less than two thousand people was nothing.
But once she succeeds in changing these people's mindsets and ideas, then Calesia will be able to quickly grow like a snowball by putting transformation potions in their food and drinking water.
You should know that although the Bloodscalp Trolls are a clan with a huge population, they usually live in small tribes of one or two hundred or two or three hundred people scattered around various hunting grounds and fishing grounds.
If you are lucky, the entire tribe can be transformed into elves overnight.
These members from various small tribes are the perfect guides.
They knew the situation of themselves and the surrounding tribes, and with just a bottle of invisibility potion, they could easily sneak in and deliver the potion at the most appropriate time.
Of course, before that, Carlesia must first establish her identity and racial recognition, and make the God of Contract the only belief of her ethnic group.
She wanted everyone to firmly believe that this transformation was a good thing, a blessing from the great gods, not a curse or disease.
The mission of the forest elves is to transform all the trolls in the entire Stranglethorn Vale into a form as advanced as themselves in the name of the God of the Contract, so that the latter can get rid of the ugliness, ignorance, stupidity and barbarism of the past and finally bathe in the glory of civilization.
Whether the trolls are subjectively willing to accept it or not is not important at all.
Anyway, once they become forest elves, their mentality and thoughts will be quickly assimilated by the social environment.
Most importantly, Kaleissia knew very well that trolls generally had religious beliefs, and this was especially true for the several clans in Stranglethorn Vale that split from the Gurubashi Empire.
Otherwise, they would not have worshipped and sacrificed to the terrible evil god Hakkar, the Blood God.
This means that the power of faith is the key to unity and integration.
In fact, the guy who was hiding in the crowd and inciting rebellion and escape has now begun to mutter to the surrounding forest elves about a voice that sounded in his mind during his escape.
If only one person said it, it might not cause much stir.
But if several or even more than a dozen people say it together, the superstitious trolls will think that this may be a Loa god trying to establish a connection with them.
After about half an hour, some small groups began to try to pray and offer sacrifices privately.
Without any tools, they broke off some branches to build an altar and a bonfire, then lit it by drilling wood to make fire, and finally killed several snakes caught nearby as sacrifices.
Soon, as the snake blood was sprinkled onto the altar with the burning bonfire, the flames that had been burning steadily suddenly surged and formed a blurry image.
Although no one could tell which Loa god this flaming shadow was, they still saw the shadow raising his hand and pointing in the direction of the human camp and the gunboat on the river.
"This... this is divine revelation! The God who guided us to escape has once again given us clear enlightenment! Let's go find those humans immediately. Only they can give us the help we need most."
Carlesia turned around suddenly and pretended to be shocked.
"That's right! This is God's revelation!"
"I knew that we could escape successfully because of the blessing of God!"
"The stupid bloodscalp trolls don't understand that we are the children of the jungle blessed by the gods, and are the messengers destined to spread the grace of the gods."
"Long live the forest elves! We are the hope and future of Stranglethorn Vale!"
…
All of a sudden, those guys hiding in the crowd stood up and echoed loudly, quickly creating an almost fanatical religious atmosphere.
Under the influence of this atmosphere, more than a thousand forest elves who were still in a confused state in the previous second were immediately infected. They also began to shout at the top of their lungs and worshiped the vague shadow on the campfire. Even several witch doctors, priests and mystics were no exception.
no way.
At the moment, they really need a spiritual support to alleviate the fear brought about by the huge changes in identity, position and race.
After all, no one can immediately accept the fact that they have transformed from a troll into an elf.
But if this matter is led by God, then everything will be easier to accept.
It was just like when the Gurubashi trolls all turned to the Blood God Hakkar when they didn't get a response from the other Loa gods, even though the other party asked them to provide living flesh and blood as a sacrifice.
In this way, Calesia effortlessly manipulated more than a thousand people, taking advantage of the bloodscalp trolls' ignorance and superstition to lead them to stumble towards the direction of the human camp.
About forty minutes later, this group of elves, who looked extremely disheveled and naked, passed through the gate and entered the camp that was on high alert.
The human refugees in Lordaeron had never seen such a scene before. They were all stunned with shock, and could not imagine how so many elves could exist in the Stranglethorn Vale in the far south.
And judging from the chaos that had broken out from the troll camp in the distance, this group of elves was most likely escaping from the enemy camp.
Most importantly, these elves, whether handsome or beautiful, do not look as proud and elegant as the high elves of Quel'Thalas. Instead, they give people a primitive and rude feeling.
Especially when they eat, they often don't even use cutlery and just eat with their hands, just like refugees who haven't eaten for several days.
What exactly happened? Could there be an elven village or even a city somewhere deep in the Stranglethorn Vale? With such doubts and puzzlement, the humans quickly provided the forest elves with necessary treatment, food, and clothes to cover their bodies.
Otherwise, those young and middle-aged people who are full of energy and in the stage of vigorous hormone secretion will not be able to calm down and focus on their vigilance work. Their eyes will always look over here inadvertently, and there is no difference whether they are men or women.
After all, lust, which is driven by the instinctive desire for reproduction, does not distinguish between men and women.
The forest elves, who received food, clothing and treatment, realized that these humans would not harm them and quickly calmed down. They even had the thought that "you humans are quite nice."
As the saying goes, everything is afraid of comparison.
Think about how the Bloodscalp Trolls were shouting and killing just now, and then look at how friendly humans are now. Anyone who is not a fool should understand which side is more trustworthy.
Many people even think that the leaders of the Bloodscalp Trolls are completely brain-dead and psychotic. Why do they have nothing better to do than to provoke these friendly and peaceful humans? They did not occupy the trolls' traditional hunting grounds, but only built a settlement near the shore. Their main activities are limited to an area of less than ten kilometers, and their main food sources are farming, breeding and fishing.
Strictly speaking, there is no conflict of interest between the two parties, at least not at this stage.
However, once the number of human immigrants reaches a certain level and they begin to expand and enclose land on a large scale, the situation may change.
Standing on the balcony of the three-story wooden building, Zuo Si was looking down at the elves who had just filled their stomachs and were resting in the open space. He asked without turning his head, "How long will it take for them to fully accept their new identities and obey your leadership?"
"It will take at least a week or even half a month. But if you are willing to perform a miracle, I think it will be much faster."
After putting on her clothes again, Carlesia bent down, bowed deeply, and gave a specific deadline.
It is not difficult to tell from the confidence on her face that today's success has made her fully aware that the seemingly powerful Gurubashi trolls in Stranglethorn Vale are much more fragile than they appear.
Especially after being defeated by the Zandalari trolls and losing their only faith, the Blood God Hakkar, these divided and mutually hostile clans were completely in disarray.
Moreover, they are extremely superstitious and are easily attracted by mysterious and unknown forces and then form worship.
Within the Bloodscalp Troll clan there is shamanism that worships elements, voodoo beliefs created by witch doctors, and faith in powerful animals.
Although there were many wilderness demigods in animal form among the Loa, Calesia was certain that they had absolutely no response to the trolls of Stranglethorn Vale.
Whether it is Muhamba, the crocodile god worshipped by the Bloodskull tribe for generations, or Sulkaru, the gorilla god who has only been worshipped in recent decades, or Borgyan, the cat god who has the form of a cheetah and a tiger, they are all fabricated out of thin air.
There is no evidence that the three wilderness and animal demigods mentioned above ever actually existed.
So this kind of belief is pure animism.
This means that there is no real god behind the Stranglethorn Vale trolls.
Therefore, the God of Contract she represents can gain an overwhelming advantage.
By then, with the help of the elves' transformation, it won't take long to unify the entire Stranglethorn Vale, turning tens of thousands of trolls into subjects under their rule, and eventually combining with human immigrants to establish a powerful empire.
Moreover, considering that humans are a short-lived race and very few individuals can live beyond seventy years old, it is only a matter of time before power finally falls into the hands of Calesia, the first high priestess.
She didn't even need to do anything, just wait patiently for the first two or three generations of human leaders to grow old and die.
You have to know that the trolls' attitude towards faith is completely different from that of humans.
Especially for high-level priests, it is more of a disguised transaction with the Loa gods they serve rather than simple worship.
The former strengthens the faith among the trolls through a series of sacrificial activities, while the latter provides corresponding benefits to believers.
Some priests would even betray the gods they believed in, extracting the gods' power through some forbidden methods, killing them, and then replacing them with themselves.
Therefore, in the minds of the troll priests, they do not need to obey the will of God 100%, but only need to fulfill their obligations according to the contract.
As for the rest, whether it is fighting for power or enjoying the privileges that come with a high position, it is one's own personal freedom, and even God cannot interfere.
In addition, once you become the supreme ruler of an empire, you can even be on an equal footing with gods to a certain extent, and reach cooperation and transactions on an equal footing.
Zuo Si knew the thoughts of the ambitious priestess, but he did not expose her. Instead, he encouraged her meaningfully: "Well done. It seems that I should give you some extra power as a reward so that you can better lead these compatriots out of the shadow of the past and embrace a better future."
"Thank you for your generosity and kindness. I promise that I will live up to your expectations."
When she heard the word "power", Carlesia's eyes lit up.
As a priest who could cast fourth-ring spells, she had fully realized how comprehensive and powerful the power of divine spells was. It was simply incomparable to the natural transformation, very few healing and damage spells previously bestowed by the Loa gods.
Therefore, this woman is very sure that the God of Contract in front of her is more powerful than any other known Loa god.
Otherwise, she would not have abandoned the eagle god she originally served, Egilsson, without hesitation.
"very good.
Now I grant you permission to use the Six Rings of Magic.
Remember, your task is to reshape the thoughts, cognition and values of these elves.
Gather faith by having them fight the trolls of the Bloodscalp clan.
In the days that follow, you must lead them to fight alongside humans while continuously converting more of your kind, until the trolls outside the city walls can no longer withstand the huge losses and completely collapse. "
Zuo Si put forward some very demanding requirements directly.
He obviously knew how to create a whole new race in a short period of time.
It is even more clear that only when facing a common threat will this group of elves transformed from trolls establish a bond of emotion and interests with the human immigrants, and then integrate together and move towards civilization.
Instead of continuing to maintain his original lifestyle and becoming a troll with the appearance of an elf.
"Understood! I promise to make you the only faith of all the forest elves and even the entire Stranglethorn Vale."
After watching the beautiful priestess disappear into the night, Zuo Si pursed his lips and said to the princess of the Lordaeron royal family in the room, "I know you have a lot of questions.
If you have any questions, you can start asking now.
After all, you can be the queen who will rule this land in the future, the only legitimate ruler recognized by all the countries in the alliance.
If you can’t figure out what’s going on, the future of this country is in jeopardy.”
Hearing this, Jialiya, who had been silent all the time and maintained her princess demeanor, instantly breathed a sigh of relief. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead, cheeks, neck, and the unfathomable grooves between the collar of her dress. Then she lifted up her wet hair and let the sea breeze blow away the heat from her body.
There is no way. As a tropical rainforest, the ambient temperature in Stranglethorn Vale is too high. Even at night, it is around 30 degrees Celsius, and it is stuffy and hot.
In addition, the long dress she was wearing was designed for the relatively cold climate of Lordaeron.
Although the upper body is low-cut and backless in order to show beauty, it is sewn and cut with warm magic fabric.
佳莉娅包括贴身衣物在内这会儿早就全部湿透了，黏在皮肤上相当的难受。
如果不是没有带换洗衣物，她恨不可能立刻脱光了去洗冷水澡，换上一件清爽透气的丝绸长袍或者裙子，脚上的皮靴和长袜最好也换成藤蔓编织的凉拖鞋。
如此打扮才能在荆棘谷炎热的气候下感受稍微舒适一点。
不过好在无论内心怎样想，佳莉娅好歹是受过王室礼仪训练，哪怕两条腿已将大汗淋漓也丝毫没有半点撩起裙子散热的失礼举动，白皙的脸蛋也在体温不断升高的情况下变得红扑扑，湿哒哒呈现出半透明的领口同样令人充满了无限的遐想。
等体温稍微下降了两度、大脑冷静下来重新恢复思考能力，她这才长长的出了一口气，用略带不解的语气问：“我不太明白，您明明可以直接把那些巨魔全部转化成精灵，直接化解这场战争避免伤亡，可为什么还要如此大费周章的让它持续下去呢？”
左思饶有兴致欣赏着这位洛丹伦公主所展现出来的独特风情，面带微笑的解释道：“很简单，因为不管是人类还是转化过来的精灵，都需要一场战争来为自己的人生赋予价值和目标。
人是一种很奇怪的生物。
通常来说很容易得到的东西往往不会太过于珍惜，无论它的价值有多么的高；
但是要历经艰苦磨难最终好不容易才得到的东西，哪怕只是一块微不足道的石子也会视若珍宝。
前者被轻视的原因在于获得的过程中，人在获得的时候并未付出任何代价，所以它在主观上没有被赋予价值。
后者因为人付出了巨大的代价，因此在主观上赋予了其更高的价值。
所以一件东西在人眼中价值的高低，并不完全取决于它背后所代表的财富、力量和地位，还包括强烈的主观情感。
很多时候后者才是在做出选择时起到决定性影响的因素。
也许一枚在外人眼中只值一两个银币的铜戒指，在某个人眼中去代表了逝去爱人留下的最后思念，你哪怕开价一百金币他都未必会卖。
也许外人眼中破旧的老房子，在屋主的心里却承载了自己从童年到老年的一生美好记忆，即便你用一栋豪华别墅乃至庄园与其交换，他也会毫不犹豫的拒绝。
我需要让人类难民和转化而来的精灵直面战争与死亡，通过自己的努力拼搏来获得土地和家园。
这样一来他们才会珍惜来之不易的生活，才会相互理解并建立起共同的价值观。
在我出生的故乡曾经有过这样一句话。
唯有铁与血、战争与牺牲，才能真正铸就一个坚韧不拔的强大国家。
而我眼下在做的就是为这个即将在荆棘谷扎根并繁衍壮大的国家注入精神与灵魂。
更何况像这种低烈度的战争可以锻炼出一支训练有素的军队，为迎接即将到来的巨大危机做好准备。”
“赋予……价值……”
佳莉娅低声重复着几个关键词，突然联想到原本一盘散沙甚至有陷入内战风险的人类各王国，在兽人入侵之后迅速团结起来组建联盟共御外敌的情况。
尽管在兽人被彻底击败之后，这个联盟很快便因为利益问题再次陷入分裂，但那种已经建立起来的共同价值观却并未消失。
这也是为什么库尔提拉斯的舰队统帅戴琳明明已经明确宣称退出联盟，可在得知兽人逃出收容所抢走船只的消息，立刻便赶过来帮忙。
知晓洛丹伦王国东威尔德地区瘟疫和亡灵肆虐，达拉然也立刻伸出了援手派出吉安娜组建调查队。
可以说现如今的联盟虽然表面分裂，但打断骨头还连着筋呢。
在原本的时间线里，艾泽拉斯第一带孝子阿尔萨斯回来弑父并掀起亡灵天灾的时候，联盟各成员国可是马上就做出反应，倾其所有建立防线的阻止天灾军团南下。
否则沦陷的可就不仅仅是东威尔德、提瑞斯法林地和银松森林这几块位于北方的土地，希尔斯布莱德丘陵与阿拉希高地基本一个都跑不了。
很显然，这种出了事立马就能团结一致共同抵御强大敌人的默契反应，就是在两次兽人战争时期一点一点建立起来的。
要不是洛丹伦王国沦陷之后群龙无首让加里瑟斯这个蠢猪有机会跳出来掌权，换成其他人领导的话有相当大概率可以成功复国，更不会有希尔瓦娜斯建立被遗忘者政权、血精灵投靠部落的事情。
虽然佳莉娅并不清楚在未来发生的事情，但也从联盟的建立与相互支援领悟到了赋予价值的重要性。
如果没有在两次兽人战争中共同付出的苦难与牺牲，就不可能有现如今东部大陆人类、矮人、侏儒和高等精灵和谐共存的景象。
想明白这一点之后，她立刻露出若有所思的表情说道：“好吧，我想我明白您的意思了。
的确，要把来自洛丹伦的人类和这些转过来的精灵融合到一起，必须要让他们有一个共同的敌人。
而荆棘谷原始野蛮且数量众多的巨魔就是最适合的选择。
等彻底击败荆棘谷北部势力最庞大的血顶巨魔氏族之后，我们就能彻底在这里站稳脚跟，然后继续把目标对准南边的劈颅巨魔。
当大部分的巨魔氏族都被转化成完毕，一个由人类和精灵构成的强盛国度便会拔地而起。
不过还有一个小小的问题，那就是您打算如何处理那位野心勃勃的女祭司呢？
我可不觉得她对我这个来自人类王国洛丹伦的公主有半点敬意。”
“呵呵，别担心。
在我的心目中，你的重要性和地位可比她高多了。
更何况卡蕾茜娅还没有意识到，我可不是巨魔们所信仰的那些洛阿神，所赐予的神术力量也同样不是永久性的。
只要我愿意，随时都可以收回来。
假如她的野心有一天膨胀到了过于危险的程度，立马就会有另外一名精灵祭祀取代她的位置。
在真神的教会之中，没有谁的地位是不可被替代的。
与数量众多的牧师们相比，你这个选民才是最特殊的。”
说着，左思伸出手轻轻抚过佳莉娅略显发红、发烫的脸颊，将被汗水打湿的金色长发撩起，露出耳朵和细长的脖子。
如此亲密暧昧的举动，瞬间让后者回想起之前在睡眠魔法中梦到的景象，心跳顿时开始加快，随着体温的升高汗水又一次止不住的往外冒。
但这一次不仅仅是身体的燥热，灵魂中也点燃了一团熊熊燃烧的火焰……
与此同时，这位洛丹伦公主脑海中还闪过丈夫和女儿的影像，立马不由自主产生了强烈的罪恶感。
这种本能渴望、理智抗拒的矛盾感与背德感非但没有让她变得冷静，反而形成了一种无法用语言形容的刺激。
最后再加上信仰，还有打破神与凡人之间那条无形界限代表的禁忌，都佳莉娅觉得自己此刻就好像站在万丈深渊的旁边，只需要再有一点点的诱惑，立刻就会奋不顾身的跳下去。
正当她呼吸变得越来越急促时，左思突然把手收了回来，紧跟着轻轻打了个响指。
啪！ 伴随着清脆的响声，公主立马忍不住打了个机灵恢复清醒，发现房间里不知何时多出了一个巨大的木质澡盆，里边装满了冰凉的泉水。
而且澡盆旁边还搭着一条毛巾和丝绸材质的换洗衣物，以及一双她一直想要的凉鞋。
“好好洗个澡休息一下吧。
从明天开始，你就要在这里与所有人共同抵御血顶巨魔的进攻，通过同甘共苦的方式赢得他们的尊敬与认可。
要知道成为一名合格乃至优秀的统治者可不是一件容易的事情。
既然你决定了要做，那就从零开始好好学习。
我期待着你在未来的成长与表现。”
说罢，左思眼睛里闪过一丝不易被察觉到的戏谑，直接引导奥术能量释放传送魔法消失在原地。
不用问也知道，刚才那一系列充满暗示跟挑逗的举动绝对是故意的。
等他离开超过三分钟，站在原地宛如雕像的佳莉娅才浮现出十分复杂的神情，既有放松下来的解脱，也有那么一点点的小小失望。
最终这种复杂的情绪跟感觉全部化作一声叹息，反锁上房门开始一件一件的脱衣服，直至赤裸着身体跳进澡盆中用清凉的泉水来熄灭内心乃至灵魂之中跳动的火焰。
作为一名背着父亲偷偷结婚生子的公主，她平时压根没有什么机会跟自己的丈夫见面。
尤其是在女儿出生之后，基本就等于是在守活寡。
而且随着分离的时间越来越长，夫妻之间原本亲密的感情也在长期分居下不可避免变得冷淡。
反倒是生理方面的欲望与日俱增。
When she lived in the capital of Lordaeron, she was still able to choose to be patient under the watchful eyes of her parents.
After all, under normal circumstances, no one would be so desperate as to easily tease a princess of noble status.
But now, facing a god who had descended from the sky, Jia Liya felt like a moth dancing around a flame, which could lose control at any moment and pounce without regrets.
Just like that, after washing her sticky skin, she slowly stood up and wiped the water stains with a towel, then changed into cool silk clothes, stood in front of the huge floor-length mirror, and looked at her increasingly plump figure after giving birth to her daughter. After a long while, she lay down, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
In the dream, the princess, who had been unsatisfied for a long time, had another strange and erotic dream.
With the arrival of Calia and the official launch of the plan to transform the trolls, the Stranglethorn Vale, a land that originally belonged to the trolls, finally underwent a subversive change.
Although the Bloodscalp Clan has been trying to raze the human camp in front of them, every time they are ready to go all out, a large number of their compatriots inexplicably turn into elves.
The chaos caused by their escape would lead to severe panic, which would take two or three days to recover from.
Under such circumstances, it is obviously impossible to launch an attack and destroy the human castle in one fell swoop.
So the war between the two sides eventually changed from a one-time all-in-one war to a ridiculous long-term and small-scale war.
Most importantly, the tribal structure of the trolls simply cannot maintain the logistical supplies of a large army for long.
In desperation, they could only dismiss most of the personnel, barely maintaining a size of two to three thousand people, and let other small tribes take turns to deliver food every day, hoping to use this method to force humans to slowly use up their stored food and retreat.
But the trolls obviously miscalculated.
Not to mention the food that was transported along with the refugees, the daily catch from fishing boats alone was enough to easily feed tens of thousands of people.
Don't forget that the tropical rainforest in Stranglethorn Vale is a virgin land that has not yet been developed.
The fish resources near the coast are so abundant that it is astonishing.
Not to mention a mere tens of thousands of people, there would be no problem in supporting hundreds of thousands or even millions of people.
So the trolls' siege plan is completely wishful thinking.
Calesia and her men took the opportunity to attack from all sides, constantly converting those small tribes with small populations, causing the area controlled by the Bloodscalp Clan to shrink continuously, and the total number of people quickly expanded to more than five thousand.
With the armor and weapons provided by humans, as well as their familiarity with the environment, they are often able to defeat or even capture the troll armies that come to encircle and suppress them.
With the help of the DBUFF of multi-line operations, the top leaders of the Bloodscalp Clan could no longer maintain the siege of the human castle after a period of persistence and chose to withdraw their troops, intending to resolve internal troubles before considering dealing with external enemies.
After all, the forest elves transformed from trolls are not only familiar with the terrain, but also know the location and activity range of each small tribe clearly.
If we allow them to continue to grow and develop, it will be unclear who will own the northern jungles of Stranglethorn Vale.
So compared to the foreign humans, these guys are the real hidden danger and enemy.
After the Bloodscalp Trolls withdrew, humans immediately began production and construction again, and continued to cultivate fertile farmland along the river banks.
Perhaps due to the psychological trauma caused by the previous siege, they were no longer satisfied with the wooden castle. Instead, they found a quarry and began to use more solid stones to build city walls and fortresses.
It is estimated that it will not be long before a magnificent port city appears in the north of Stranglethorn Vale.
Just as Zuo Si expected, when the forest elves began to gain a foothold with the help of humans, the initiative of the war completely changed hands.
The Bloodscalp Trolls were unable to organize their forces to attack humans again, and they were even unable to resist Calisia's transformation.
There were too few people dispatched and they were just delivering food to the other side.
There were too many people dispatched and the logistical supply could not last long. On the other hand, Calisia was not a fool and would not choose a head-on confrontation. Instead, she would quickly retreat to the castle fortress built by humans to hold on and wait for help, or flee to the river bank to wait for pick-up by ship.
In this awkward situation of either being unable to defeat or catch up, the number of Bloodscalp Trolls decreased rapidly, while the number of Forest Elves increased rapidly.
Later, Calesia even had to send some people to human camps to learn farming, grazing, mining, metal smelting, forging and other techniques.
Similarly, they also passed on the trolls' technology of taming wild beasts, especially velociraptors, to humans as a gift.
Just over a month after obtaining this technology, a cavalry of velociraptors formed by the cooperation of the two races appeared on the road north of Stranglethorn Vale.
In addition, the subsequent arrival of immigrants and mages from Dalaran and Quel'Thalas also greatly accelerated the pace of construction.
After seeing the forest elves transformed from trolls, the high elves thought that they were their fellow upper elves who had been separated from the night elves and immediately expressed their willingness to increase their assistance.
Prince Kael'thas even made a long trip in person and donated all the magic books in his personal collection just to help the other party rebuild the arcane magic system.
I have to say, this scene is really ridiculous.
After all, for the high elves of Quel'Thalas, the trolls have always been the biggest threat for thousands of years.
But now, just a change in their external appearance has turned them from enemies into compatriots with the same blood. It is really full of irony and black humor...
(End of this chapter)