Captain Jack of Azeroth

Chapter 172 Fishing in troubled waters
Half an hour later, Chongquan and others climbed to the top of the mountain and met up with Jack and others.

The battle below was still very intense. Everyone was eating dry food while observing the situation on the battlefield.

Milhouse pointed to a troll spellcaster by the pool and said, "This is the only female troll spellcaster I have seen. She should be the water fortuneteller Veresa."

Nedlo looked at the numerous trolls surrounding the pool and said, "It's hard for us to get close to her where she is."

Jack smiled and said, "Don't worry, those goblins will help us defeat the trolls."

Everyone chuckled. Although the battlefield was deadlocked, the trolls were numerous. Once the trolls suffered heavy casualties, they would collapse immediately, but there would not be so many trolls around the pool at that time.

Rude asked curiously, "Why would the trolls dig such a large pool in the desert?"

Everyone shook their heads, "I don't know, we are also curious about this."

Milhouse explained: "This may be related to a legend."

"What legend?" Everyone became interested and gathered around Milhouse.

"As we all know, trolls believe in Loa." Millhouse said, "Sandfury trolls also have their own Loa. Some believe in Bwonsamdi, the god of death. The Zum'rah we killed before was a believer of Bwonsamdi. And more Sandfury trolls believe in Gahz'rilla."

"Gahzrilla?"

Everyone was a little confused, as this was the first time they had heard of this Loa. They all had a good relationship with Angus, who also believed in Sambandi.

Milhouse: "Gahz'rilla is a hydra, it has three heads..."

"Wait!" Rude raised his hand to interrupt Milhouse, "Why is it called Hydra if it only has three heads?"

"In fact, its species name should be Hydra, but if we cut off one or two heads, it will not die. And it will grow back the chopped heads after a period of time. No one knows how many times it can grow, so we took the maximum value of the single digit and called it Hydra. After all, names with two digits are a bit unsound."

Everyone nodded in realization. Calling it a ten-headed snake or an eighteen-headed snake did not sound very nice.

Milhouse continued, "Gazrilla was once the patron saint of the Sandfury Trolls, but later he was injured for unknown reasons and needed a lot of blood to heal. The Sandfury Trolls lived in a very poor environment and had to use certain methods to reduce their population, so they sacrificed their compatriots to Gazrilla."

Jack's mind moved, "Why was Gahzrilla injured?"

"I don't know. This happened so long ago that even the trolls don't know clearly. From the few words that have been passed down, we can infer that it is related to the transformation of Tanaris into a desert. I guess this happened at least seven or eight thousand years ago."

Iser shook his head. "It should be longer than this."

Everyone looked at Isel, who spread his hands and said, "My father is more than 8,000 years old, but he told me that the Tanaris Desert was formed before he was born."

There was silence at the scene; they felt like they were being shown off.

After being unhappy, everyone became envious. Who doesn’t want to live longer?

Millhouse's interest in telling stories has decreased a lot. "If Gahz'rilla really exists, I think the Sandfury Trolls dug this pool for Gahz'rilla's healing. If Gahz'rilla doesn't exist, it's for drinking water."

"It may be both," Jack said. "Zul'Farrak covers such a large area, and there are no wells found elsewhere. So the trolls must rely on this pool to provide drinking water for the entire city."

Everyone nodded. "But how do you determine the real Gahzrilla's existence?" Jack pointed to the huge gong beside the pool. "There is a strange magical fluctuation on the gong. If it is used to sound the alarm, the trolls should have struck it just now. It has been more than an hour since the battle began, and the trolls' reinforcements have arrived in more than one wave, but the trolls refused to strike it. Instead, they sent heavy troops to protect it..."

"It should be a summoning instrument!" Milhouse said happily, "An instrument to summon Gahzrilla."

Everyone nodded in realization, but soon they looked at Jack, "Since Gahzrilla is in the pool, can we still kill the water fortune teller Veresa?"

Jack smiled and said, "Don't worry. Even if the troll summons Gahzrilla, there are venture capital companies in front of us."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. "What if the goblins can't defeat Gahz'rilla? He is a Loa after all."

Jack shrugged. "At worst, we can just wait a little longer. When the trolls relax their vigilance, Issel and I can sneak down and kill Veresa, and then we can evacuate quickly."

"That's a good idea!"

Everyone then felt relieved and continued to look towards the pond square to watch the show.

Soon, the troll reinforcements arrived.

When the goblins saw this, they immediately felt that they had been fooled. Although they were well prepared, that was to deal with Jack. They expected that even if Jack gathered more people, it would not exceed two hundred.

Although they had prepared ammunition to deal with a thousand people, there were tens of thousands of trolls. They killed at least a thousand people along the way, and when their ammunition ran out, they were forced to retreat.

Seeing the goblins retreating, everyone became a little anxious.

But Jack remained calm, "These misers will not leave Zul'Farrak, they are just retreating."

Sure enough, the goblins retreated to the square in front of the door, then blocked the intersection with logging machines to stop the trolls.

The engineers they brought with them began to make ammunition on the spot and then distributed it to the musketeers and grenadiers. When they had rested, they would definitely launch the next attack.

The trolls all gathered in the square, and only a few of them were guarding the pool. Water diviner Veresa was one of them.

Seeing this opportunity, Jack immediately stood up.

"Isel, let's go down."

After saying that, Jack took out a rope, put it on a big rock, and then went down along the rope. He sneaked to the edge of the pool and quietly came behind the water fortuneteller Veresa.

Jack suddenly appeared, knocked Veresa unconscious with one punch, then carried her and ran away.

The trolls were stunned for a moment, and it took them a few seconds to come back to their senses. They immediately shouted and chased after him, but these few seconds were enough for Jack to run dozens of yards away.

Jack grabbed the rope and quickly climbed up the mountain with Isel, "Retreat to Zumrahn's cabin and block the mountain roads on both sides."

"As ordered!"

Everyone took action immediately.

(End of this chapter)