Due to the significant reduction in body size, the clothes originally made of animal skins were too big and could no longer be worn.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 worshiped 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 worshiped by the Bloodskull tribe for generations, or Sulkaru, the gorilla god who has only been worshiped 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 priest trolls, 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.
By now, everything including Jialiya's underwear was soaked, and it was very uncomfortable as it stuck to her skin.
If she had brought a change of clothes, she would have taken off all her clothes and taken a cold shower immediately, changing into a refreshing and breathable silk robe or skirt, and it would be best if she could replace her leather boots and socks with vine-woven sandals.
Dressing like this will make you feel a little more comfortable in the hot climate of Stranglethorn Vale.
Fortunately, no matter what she thought in her heart, Jialiya had received royal etiquette training after all. Even though her legs were sweating profusely, she did not lift her skirt to cool down. Her fair face turned red as her body temperature continued to rise, and the wet and translucent neckline also filled people with endless reverie.
After her body temperature dropped by two degrees and her brain calmed down and regained her ability to think, she let out a long breath and asked in a puzzled tone, "I don't quite understand. You could have just transformed all those trolls into elves and resolved this war to avoid casualties. Why did you go to so much trouble to let it continue?"
Zuo Si admired the unique style displayed by the Princess of Lordaeron with great interest, and explained with a smile: "It's very simple, because no matter whether it is humans or transformed elves, they need a war to give value and goals to their lives.
Humans are very strange creatures.
Generally speaking, things that are easy to get are often not valued too much, no matter how high their value is;
However, if something is finally obtained after going through hardships and difficulties, even if it is just an insignificant stone, it will be regarded as a treasure.
The reason why the former is despised is that in the process of obtaining it, people do not pay any price when obtaining it, so it is not given value subjectively.
The latter is subjectively given a higher value because people have paid a huge price.
Therefore, the value of something in people's eyes does not entirely depend on the wealth, power and status it represents, but also includes strong subjective emotions.
Many times the latter is the decisive factor in making a choice.
Perhaps a copper ring that is worth only one or two silver coins in the eyes of outsiders may represent the last thoughts of a deceased lover in the eyes of someone. Even if you offer a hundred gold coins, he may not sell it.
Perhaps an old house that looks shabby in the eyes of outsiders carries a lifetime of beautiful memories from childhood to old age in the owner's heart. Even if you exchange it for a luxurious villa or even a manor, he will refuse without hesitation.
I need to let the human refugees and transformed elves face war and death, and fight for land and homes through their own efforts.
In this way, they will cherish their hard-earned life, understand each other and establish common values.
There was once a saying in the hometown where I was born.
Only iron and blood, war and sacrifice can truly forge a tenacious and powerful country.
What I am doing now is to inject spirit and soul into this country that is about to take root and grow in Stranglethorn Vale.
Moreover, a low-intensity war like this can train a well-trained army to prepare for the upcoming huge crisis."
“Giving value to…”
Jia Liya repeated a few key words in a low voice, and suddenly thought of the human kingdoms that were originally scattered and even at risk of falling into civil war, but quickly united to form an alliance to resist foreign enemies after the orcs invaded.
Although the alliance soon fell apart again due to issues of interest after the orcs were completely defeated, the common values that had been established did not disappear.
This is also why, although Kul Tiras' fleet commander Daelin had clearly declared his withdrawal from the Alliance, he immediately rushed over to help upon learning that the orcs had escaped from the internment camp and stolen the ships.
Upon learning that plague and undead were raging in the East Wilder region of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, Dalaran immediately extended a helping hand and sent Jaina to form an investigation team.
It can be said that although the current alliance is divided on the surface, the tendons are still connected even if the bones are broken.
In the original timeline, when Arthas, the first filial son of Azeroth, returned to kill his father and set off the Undead Scourge, the member states of the Alliance responded immediately, using all their resources to build a line of defense to prevent the Scourge from moving south.
Otherwise, it would not just be East Wilder, Tirisfal Glades, and Silverpine Forest in the north that would fall, but Hillsbrad Foothills and Arathi Highlands would basically all be lost.
Obviously, this tacit reaction of immediately uniting to resist powerful enemies when something happens was established bit by bit during the two Orc Wars.
If it weren't for the fact that the Kingdom of Lordaeron was leaderless after its fall, giving the idiot Garithos the opportunity to jump out and take power, if it had been replaced by someone else in leadership, there would have been a high probability that the country could have been successfully restored, and Sylvanas would not have established the Forsaken regime or the blood elves would have defected to the Horde.
Although Jia Liya was not clear about what would happen in the future, she realized the importance of assigning value from the establishment of alliances and mutual support.
Without the shared suffering and sacrifices in the two Orc Wars, there would not be the current harmonious coexistence of humans, dwarves, gnomes and high elves in the eastern continent.
After figuring this out, she immediately showed a thoughtful expression and said, “Okay, I think I understand what you mean.
Indeed, in order to integrate the humans from Lordaeron and these converted elves, they must have a common enemy.
The primitive, savage and numerous trolls in Stranglethorn Vale are the most suitable choice.
After completely defeating the Bloodscalp Troll Clan, the most powerful clan in the northern part of Stranglethorn Vale, we will be able to gain a firm foothold here and then continue to target the Skullsplitter Trolls in the south.
When most of the troll clans have been transformed, a powerful nation consisting of humans and elves will emerge.
But there is still a small problem, that is, how do you plan to deal with the ambitious priestess?
I don't think she has any respect for me, a princess from the human kingdom of Lordaeron."
“Hehe, don’t worry.
In my mind, your importance and status are much higher than hers.
What's more, Calesia has not realized that I am not the Loa gods believed in by the trolls, and the divine power I bestow is not permanent.
I can take it back anytime I want.
If her ambition ever grows to a dangerous level, another elven priest will immediately take her place.
In the church of the true God, no one's position is irreplaceable.
Compared to the numerous pastors, you, the chosen one, are the most special. "
As he spoke, Zuo Si reached out his hand and gently stroked Jia Liya's slightly red and hot cheek, and lifted up her long golden hair that was wet with sweat, revealing her ears and slender neck.
Such an intimate and ambiguous action instantly reminded the latter of the scene he had dreamed of in the sleep magic. His heartbeat suddenly began to speed up, and as his body temperature rose, sweat began to flow out uncontrollably again.
But this time it wasn't just the heat in my body, a blazing fire was also ignited in my soul...
At the same time, the images of her husband and daughter flashed through the mind of the princess of Lordaeron, and she immediately felt a strong sense of guilt.
This contradictory feeling of instinctive desire and rational resistance, as well as the sense of immorality, not only failed to calm her down, but instead created a kind of stimulation that cannot be described in words.
Finally, adding to her faith and the taboo of breaking the invisible boundary between gods and mortals, Du Jialiya felt as if she was standing next to an abyss. With just a little bit of temptation, she would jump in without hesitation.
Just as her breathing became more and more rapid, Zuo Si suddenly withdrew his hand and then snapped his fingers lightly.
"Pah!" With a crisp sound, the princess could not help but wake up immediately and found that a huge wooden bathtub filled with cold spring water had appeared in the room.
There was also a towel, some silk clothes to change into, and a pair of sandals she had always wanted next to the bathtub.
“Take a good bath and rest.
Starting tomorrow, you will work together with everyone here to resist the attack of the Bloodscalp Trolls and win their respect and recognition by sharing weal and woe.
You know, becoming a qualified or even excellent ruler is not an easy thing.
Now that you have decided to do it, start from scratch and learn it well.
I look forward to your growth and performance in the future.”
After saying this, a barely perceptible hint of mockery flashed in Zuo Si's eyes. He directly guided the arcane energy to release the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.
I know without asking that the series of suggestive and provocative actions just now were definitely intentional.
After he left for more than three minutes, Jialiya, who was standing there like a statue, showed a very complicated expression, a feeling of relief and relaxation, but also a little disappointment.
In the end, all these complex emotions and feelings turned into a sigh. He locked the door and began to take off his clothes one by one, until he jumped into the bathtub naked and used the cool spring water to extinguish the flames that were beating in his heart and even in his soul.
As a princess who secretly married and had children without her father's knowledge, she had no chance to meet her husband at all.
Especially after my daughter was born, I was basically a widow.
Moreover, as the separation time gets longer and longer, the originally close relationship between husband and wife will inevitably become cold due to long-term separation.
On the contrary, physical desires are increasing day by day.
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 maintain 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)
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