Chapter 63 [Seriously Injured Subordinates]

Tonatiu did not know that a goblin had "inadvertently" sold the news of Zutona.

Even if you know.

With his knowledge of goblins, he will also get used to it, and goblins are like this, doing anything for money.

What if you sell Zutona's information? It didn't matter if he even sold Zutona's place, the Sandblood tribe had worked hard to migrate here in the first place.

The biggest reason is not the Sandblood tribes themselves, but the mysterious time wanderers. Without their help, at least 70% of the Sandblood Tribes would have been lost on the road. Not to mention the threat of dinosaurs and terrain, miasma alone can kill more than half of the sand-blooded trolls.

If Zulfarak wanted to attack Zutona, Tonatiu would wake up laughing from his dreams.

Sandfury's army had to pass through the desert, the pristine rainforest, through the swamps, and across the great rivers to reach the Zutona Gate.

Along the way, they will face scorching sun, desert, lack of water, bugs, dinosaurs, miasma, etc., and it would be nice to have 5,000 left under the Zutona army of 10,000.

If there are still thirty percent of the combat effectiveness left, then it must be regarded as Ukez Shading's greatness, and his ability to govern the army is strong.

Tonatiu has long coveted desert trolls in the desert and wants to expand his population. But after waiting for more than a year to do it, I was still ready to do it.

He first sent a small army to set up sentry posts and camps at the interface between the desert and the primeval forest, and then sent trolls deep into the desert to find the lost desert troll tribes and bring them back to Zutona.

He planned slowly, just because he was in a hurry, and the terrain and distance limited everything.

Unless you can fly from the sky.

But does Zulfarak have an air force? Not at all, even if the air force dared to fly to the Angolo crater, those pterodactyl overlords in the crater sky would teach them to be trolls.

At this time in time, the goblins who have only been independent for decades are still researching the flight technology they have made Tonatiu greedy, and the airship that can cross the Endless Sea is still in the experimental production stage.

At the current stage, the abilities of the various powerful races and nations of Azeroth are developing.

With Angolo Crater in the heart of Kalimdor, no race or country can truly threaten Zutona except for the power of the Night Elves.

The Great Desert is said to be able to pass through it if you have enough water and food. But the Angolo crater is too harsh, the terrain is complex, there is no map, not to mention, the dinosaurs and miasma inside are the biggest threat.

Only the trolls of Zutona mutated in the light of the Eternal Statue, slowly becoming unafraid of miasma, can avoid damage with a few simple voodoo spells.

The other races, even the Zandalar trolls, are not immune to miasma by their witch doctor's spells. It's not that their witch doctors aren't strong, it's that they haven't adapted to the miasma here.

Like Modra.

If she didn't cast her magic on herself, she would have to stay in Zutona in Angolo Crater, or Tonatiu's side, to be immune to miasma.

There are only two places in Angolo Crater that do not have this miasma, one is Zutona, where the Eternal Statue is covered. Another place is Fire Feather Mountain, where the power of the flames banishes the miasma.

So Tonatiu wouldn't have cared even if he knew that Strymwaid Hot Sand had "accidentally" said something wrong.

He had other things to do.

After stunting the out-of-control Tyrannosaurus, he sent Modra, who looked a little surprised, back to her house and went to the city hall in some urgency.

Zangar was already waiting for him there.

He was in such a hurry because Zangar had a troll tell him.

"Your Majesty."

As soon as Tonatiu entered the town hall, Zangar saluted him and said, "Where you asked the voodoo shooters to look, you may have found it." ”

"Oh?!"

Tonatiu was a little excited.

Having just arrived near the Xenomorphic Garden a year ago and established Zutona here, he struggled to remember the map of the place when he was playing.

He then sent several scout expeditions in a certain direction of Angolo Crater to find what he was looking for.

However, the Angolo crater is so large that the trolls currently operate only 1/4 of the size of this primeval forest.

They went west only to Mount Firefeather; To the north only to those where the tar lakes and tar elemental creatures live; To the south is the farthest and most familiar is the Everglades, the Great Lakes and the junction of the Angolo crater and Tanalis; To the east was the closest, and it stands to reason that after the Aztecs, or the Alien Garden, there were swamps and mountains.

However, the exploration in this direction has not been smooth. Tonatiu sent many expeditions, most of which could not get in, and inexplicably turned back, as if as soon as they reached that area, there was an inexplicable force that interfered with the troll's sense of direction and made them turn back on themselves.

It just so happened that this direction was the direction of the place that Tonatiu was looking for, and he never gave up and kept sending expeditions.

The emperor lived up to his hard work, and finally had news.

"Let those warriors come over, I want to know what they found." Tonatiu said excitedly to Zangal.

Zangar shook his head.

"Your Majesty. I'm afraid you'll have to go there yourself. ”

"Why?"

"There were six trolls when their team left Zutona, but now only one troll came back alive and badly injured. The other trolls are dead. Zangar said with some gloom, but immediately lifted his spirits:

"They all died for His Majesty's cause! Death will only give them a new lease of life and a new life in the kingdom of their majesty! I think they must have died heroic and fearless! ”

6 trolls, 5 dead, and one came back, but was seriously injured?!

Tonatiu frowned imperceptibly.

Although the troll expedition team sent out before couldn't find a place, nothing happened all the time, and at most it was in vain. Those who can be sent out on adventures are all familiar with the forest and most of them voodoo shooters, and the rugged terrain and complex primeval forests will only serve as a barrier to protect them.

There were deaths and injuries this time, did they really find a place? But something was wrong, and in his understanding, it shouldn't be so violent.

"They will return to their kingdom, and Tonna and Thew will bathe them in their light forever. Zangar, take me to see the badly wounded warrior! Tonatiu said immediately.

"Your Majesty. He's here, he's under a curse, but he doesn't. "Zangar led the way in front of him.

The Zutona trolls are all subordinates and people of Tonatiu, and his prestige is now becoming more and more powerful, and even because of the operation of various magic sticks, he has long been a demigod and half-troll in the hearts of the trolls.

However, as long as they are intelligent creatures, they are flesh and blood, and they have feelings. A person without blood and tears is not suitable for leading others, and he has feelings, but at the same time knows the trade-offs, so that he can become a true leader.

Tonatiu's expression was not anxious and manic, but the concern in words and deeds was clear at a glance, and the trolls he met along the way were all aware of this matter, and when they saw him like this, their hearts warmed, and they bowed and made way for a way.

Zangar and he entered the house, which was spotlessly clean, well-lit and airy, and filled with the smell of herbs and witchcraft.

On the bed lies a male troll named Akas, who is unconscious. The emerald green witch doctor's spell flickered incessantly, and the holy light of the god warrior echoed, but he still twitched twice from time to time, obviously in extreme pain.