Chapter 606 The Power of Faith (a 10,000-Word Chapter, Please Subscribe)

The port area is the only area that has basically returned to normal after Stratholme was massacred and burned.

Whether it is the supplies and goods piled in the warehouse, or the temporary ruling center established by the entire church, it is located here.

As the plague and the undead natural disaster destroyed the original order of the large land surrounding the city, basically all the nobles and officials of the Kingdom of Lordaeron died, and the few who survived decisively joined the church.

As a result, the church acquired a large amount of ownerless wealth in a short period of time.

In particular, many wealthy families have accumulated treasuries and collections for generations or even more than a dozen generations, as well as tobacco, tea, furs, wine, jewelry, and art, glassware, and silk made by the northern elves that were too late to be shipped away. , clothing, shoes and socks...

In short, as the northern town of Lordaeron, the most powerful human kingdom, Stratholme may not be as rich as the Royal Capital for the time being, but it can definitely be ranked second.

Under Zuo Si's instruction, Lanny discounted these items that were useless for land reclamation and sold them all to merchants who owned ships.

In exchange, they must sell part of their ships, or fill the remaining warehouses with refugees and daily necessities and head to Stranglethorn Vale.

In this way, tens of thousands of people have been transported away continuously in more than two weeks.

Of course, things such as grain, herbs, metal ingots, livestock, tools, salt, weapons and armor will definitely not be sold.

Not only are they not sold, but unlimited quantities are purchased and stored in warehouses.

In addition, you can also see a large amount of freshly harvested grain being transported continuously from the entire East Weald region to Stratholme, and there is an endless stream of other food such as vegetables, fruits, meat, eggs, and milk.

Those that are easy to store for a long time will be put into sealed wooden barrels, or pickled and air-dried, while those that cannot be stored for a long time will be distributed to refugees to eat.

Here, the concept of money has been completely abolished for the time being, and an efficient and fair rationing system is uniformly used to ensure that everyone can fill their stomachs and not starve.

And people perform various tasks under the command of the church.

Some of them will go to nearby mines to dig ore, and then send it to the furnace to be smelted into steel ingots, copper ingots, gold ingots, silver ingots, mithril ingots, thorium ingots, true silver ingots, and occasionally they can dig out gems and arcane crystals. thing.

Others will learn to identify herbs under the guidance of pharmacists, and will be protected by militiamen to conduct large-scale searches and excavations in the wild. They will eventually be concocted by priests into various advanced healing, mana recovery, and strengthening magic potions.

The blacksmiths and apprentices wielded hammers and continued to forge various tools, armor and weapons in preparation for arriving in their new homeland.

Peasant women also gathered together to use looms to spin hemp and wool into fabrics that could be made into clothes.

With strong organizational and mobilization capabilities, almost every qualified labor force that comes here is fully utilized, and there are no idlers at all.

Even the slightly older children will gather to help kill fish, process the seafood caught by the fishing boats, or do some cooking, making soup and other tasks within their ability.

Through the creation of visible value through labor and the recognition of faith, as well as the comfort of faith brought by religion, countless refugees who had just experienced a nightmare and lost relatives and friends have come out of pain and sorrow, and began to show an unprecedented vitality.

Because the church preached about going to the Valley of Thorns to build a new home, it planted a seed in their subconscious, a seed of hope that could abandon the past and start a new life.

Under this subtle influence, people will be willing to show their positive side, encourage and support each other, and thus form a good social atmosphere.

Relying on common beliefs and goals, this group of people who have endured hardships are united more closely than ever before.

Sitting in the royal carriage, Caliya looked through the window at the bustling labor scene outside in disbelief, and her whole person had a strong sense of unreality.

Because of the remaining misery on the streets, she expected to see a group of miserable refugees immersed in sadness, depression and lifelessness.

But the actual situation is completely opposite.

Not only did it not look like it had experienced a massacre, it was filled with enthusiasm that was not found anywhere else in the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

Everyone seems to have a clear goal and knows what they should do.

Don't underestimate this.

In this kind of medieval lord and manor-based country, most farmers may not have a clear life goal throughout their lives. They just live in a muddle all day long, running around in order to support themselves and their families.

what on earth is it?

What exactly did the Church of the God of Contract do?

The originally sad face of the Princess of Lordaeron finally showed strong curiosity, and she began to look forward to meeting him.

At least she no longer resists becoming the nominal leader of these people.

With this thought in mind, the convoy quickly passed through the busy port and came to a stop in front of the door of a three-story masonry building with a red flag. The car door was opened by the paladin responsible for escorting it.

Caliya took a deep breath, put on the air that a royal princess should have, puffed out her chest and walked out of the carriage.

But this elegant and noble image only lasted for less than ten seconds. It disappeared instantly when he saw the familiar figure standing at the door to greet him, and was replaced by unabashed surprise and joy.

"Gi...Gianna? Why are you here!"

With the exclamation, Caliya lifted up her skirt and ran over quickly to give the other party a warm hug and a loving kiss on the cheek, with an unstoppable smile on her face.

Because she and Jaina had become very good friends because of Alsace a long time ago, and could even be described as best friends.

She also expressed her envy on more than one occasion that the princess of Kul Tiras could choose her beloved to marry.

From this alone, it can be seen that Navy Commander Dai Lin is definitely a more qualified father than King Terenas. He is willing to give up the huge political benefits brought by marriage and let his daughter choose the person she likes.

You must know that the relationship between Daelin, the leader of Kul Tiras, and Terenas, the king of Lordaeron, is not good at all, and they even have tit-for-tat issues including taking in orc captives.

As early as the end of the Second Orc War, Dai Lin took the lead in withdrawing from the alliance and no longer assumed any responsibilities and obligations.

But even so, he did not stop the love affair between his daughter and Alsace, but allowed the two to develop freely.

Therefore, Jaina's betrayal of her beloved father for the orcs was simply heartless, far worse than Arthas, the most dutiful son of Azeroth.

At least the latter's father-killing was done when he had gradually degenerated and completely turned into a death knight under the control of the Lich King.

The former, in a completely sober and rational state, made a decision that she thought was right, but later proved to be outrageously wrong. She regretted it and wished she could kill all these bloodthirsty, cruel and ungrateful green-skinned beasts. .

"Why, aren't you happy to see me?"

Jaina's face was also filled with a smile of reunion after a long absence.

Calia quickly shook her head: "No, of course not, I'm just surprised that you appear here. After all, the current situation in Stratholme and even the East Wilder area is a bit complicated."

As she spoke, the princess of Lordaeron subconsciously glanced at the surrounding soldiers who only bowed to her but did not kneel down with the corner of her eye.

From this alone, it can be judged that the Church of the God of Contract does not have much respect for the royal family Menethil, and does not even think that it should submit to the rule of the kingdom.

Jaina obviously noticed her friend's reaction and immediately comforted her: "Relax, the God of Contract and his church are not as scary as you think. They just foresee the disaster that may happen in the future, so they are doing their best to save this place." civilians living on this land.”

"Disaster? Haven't the plague and undead natural disasters been completely eliminated?"

Caliya suddenly became a little nervous.

Unlike Alsace, who had received various combat training since childhood, she had never received any professional training. When she was young, she learned more about business management, etiquette, history, politics, etc., and could at most simply release a few Holy light healing spell.

"Total annihilation?

Didn't King Terenas and the paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand tell you that there are hundreds of thousands or even millions of undead creatures hidden in East Wilder?

According to recent reports, the trolls deep in the forest also seem to have been attacked.

They are fleeing in large numbers, often robbing villages, pedestrians and vehicles transporting food.

The church even had to send cavalry to patrol and escort along the main roads to reduce possible casualties. "

Jaina introduced the current situation in a serious tone.

She didn't want this flower who had been living in a greenhouse since childhood to be ignorant of the current crisis-ridden situation.

"Hundreds of thousands or even millions of undead?!!"

Caliya was stunned for a moment.

Because King Terenas, as his father, did not mention this when he came.

Similarly, the princess finally understood why she was escorted by the Lightbringer Uther and the Knights of the Silver Hand.

She simply couldn't imagine how miserable the convoy would end up if it was attacked by an undead army on the road.

Jaina nodded solemnly: "Yes.

Not only East Wilder, it is said that there is a larger undead natural disaster in the far north continent of Northrend that is capable of destroying everything.

Now the various kingdoms within the alliance have become vigilant and are preparing for the coming war.

Although I don't know exactly what purpose King Terenas sent you here for, you must be extremely careful yourself.

In particular, it is best not to leave the protection of the Church at will. "

Jialiya was obviously frightened by the news. She covered the neckline of her low-cut dress with one hand, feeling her wildly beating heart. It took a full minute to calm down and continued to ask: "What about the church?" Where is the leader? Where is he now?"

"He is negotiating with my father, Daelin, and wants to use Kul Tiras' fleet to transport all people and supplies to Stranglethorn Valley in the south as soon as possible."

After that, Jaina pointed to the huge warship docked at the dock in the distance, which was also the flagship of the entire fleet - the King of the Sea.

A series of terrifying heavy artillery can be clearly seen on the side of the giant ship.

It is precisely with such a powerful fleet and firepower superiority that can crush all enemies that Kul Tiras can dominate the sea with a few small islands, establish its own colonies in many places along the coast, and then carry out trade to earn wealth. .

If you simply calculate monetary income, Kul Tiras, the smallest country in terms of land area, is actually the richest among all human kingdoms, and it attaches great importance to the development and use of firearms.

Any enemy who has fought against them will be impressed by the range and power of their battleships' guns, as well as the volleys of muskets fired when docking.

As for the Blackwater Pirates and Bloodsail Pirates that later wreaked havoc along the coast of the Eastern Kingdom, they were not even qualified to engage in a head-on battle with the current Kul Tiras fleet.

Basically, when you see the flag of the King of the Sea, you will be scared and run away.

Even greedy goblins who want to do maritime business have to pay protection fees to the Kul Tiras fleet.

At this moment, Zuo Si was standing on the battleship deck facing the most legendary fleet commander of mankind - Daelin Proudmoore.

The two looked at each other for a full minute before Zuo Si took the lead to break the silence and greeted with a smile: "Nice to meet you, Your Excellency Dai Lin. I believe you should already know what we need most urgently when you come here."

"Ah, Jaina has already told me about this.

As a former member of the Alliance and a fellow human being, I am more than happy to provide some ships to help these refugees make their way south to Stranglethorn Vale to carve out a new home.

But the problem is there may not be as many as you think.

After all, I'm now tracking those damn orc bastards who escaped from the asylum.

I'm afraid there's no way to devote the entire fleet to transportation before driving them all out. "

Dai Lin replied while stroking the thick beard on her chin.

Especially when he mentioned orcs, his eyes clearly revealed anger, madness and hatred. He subconsciously put his hand on the musket on his waist, as if he could pull it out and aim it at the head of some green-skinned monster in the next moment. Pull the trigger.

There is no doubt that the reaction of this naval commander is the impression and attitude of the vast majority of people in the alliance towards the orc race.

Only dead orcs are good orcs.

King Terenas spent a lot of money and food on the orc containment plan, which actually went against the interests of all the participating countries.

If he had not established such a high prestige during the war, any other leader would have been immediately turned upside down by the fierce public opinion.

"Sorry, I think you may not be able to catch up with the escaped orcs now.

Counting the time, they should have landed in Kalimdor on the other side of the Endless Sea and started heading inland.

Compared to chasing down a group of homeless dogs, I think dealing with the upcoming undead disaster in the eastern continent is the most important thing.

I believe that through the tragedy of Stratholme, you should have seen that they are more terrifying than the orcs.

After this crisis is over, I can provide a plan to severely injure the orcs, allowing them to slowly repay the blood debt they owe in pain, despair and regret.

After all, pure killing and destruction is never the best way to retaliate against enemies.

The long torture is..."

When saying these words, Zuo Si quietly released a charm spell to increase credibility and persuasion.

Dai Lin was instantly affected by the magic and was absent-minded for a moment. Then her expression quickly became friendly and asked in an uncertain tone: "How do you know this? Is it the same as the rumors? A prophecy from the God of Contract?”

Zuo Si shook his head slightly: "No, this is not a prophecy, but something that is happening now.

Please give up your hatred for the time being and prepare yourself for the arrival of the most terrifying enemy.

It doesn't take long, you will see the results naturally after a few months or even half a year at most.

Plus, as long as you agree to do this, we'll help you in the future when you need help. "

"A god..."

Dai Lin raised her head and looked at the busy ports and docks, as well as the renovated Holy Light Church, and she fell into deep contemplation.

Because Kul Tiras is a maritime power, merchant ships are spread all over Azeroth. They not only do business with humans and dwarves in the eastern continent, but also communicate with goblins, Zandalari trolls and other people in Kalimdor. intelligent race to do business.

So in addition to the mainstream belief in the Holy Light among humans, he knew that there was a god in this world.

For example, the god Loa believed in by the Zandalari trolls can provide believers and priests with unique powers. Another example is the moon goddess Elune, who is believed by many Kalimdor natives, including the night elves, and the number of Numerous legends of wild demigods.

Dai Lin has always kept a respectful distance from these powerful creatures that are far beyond the scope of her own understanding.

Because he felt that these gods were too far away from the Eastern Continent to have any impact on humans.

Even if one or two businessmen and sailors occasionally become believers of each other, they cannot shake the overwhelming dominance of the Holy Light Church among the human kingdoms.

But now, after witnessing the rapid rise and growth of the Church of the God of Contract in the East Wild region of Lordaeron, as well as the unique magical power obtained by priests, Dai Lin suddenly realized that the Holy Light has become the mainstream belief of mankind. It's not because of how powerful it is, it's just that no god has ever come to this land.

In the face of the true God who can perform miracles, the Holy Light Church's mixture of philosophy and theology seems out of date.

Especially when there is a major disaster, the Holy Light may not be able to save lives, but God can.

In addition, compared with abstract concepts, a concrete god is obviously easier to be accepted and worshiped.

And if the news that thousands of undead armies will fully invade the Eastern Kingdom is true, then as the only group that can currently cure the plague, it is only a matter of time before the God of Contract replaces the Holy Light and is widely believed by the people.

This was one of the reasons why Dai Lin was willing to give up tracking the ship stolen by Thrall and run all the way from Nanhai Town after receiving a summons from her daughter Jaina.

Thinking of this, a faint smile finally appeared on his originally serious face, and he said straightforwardly: "Okay, I agree to your cooperation proposal and use the entire fleet to transport refugees and supplies.

But in exchange, I hope to get help from the church during the war.

Especially holy water and various magic potions that can cure the plague. "

"No problem. I'm glad we were able to come to an agreement."

Zuo Si agreed without hesitation.

Because as an island country with a strong navy, Kul Tiras itself was not attacked during the Third War, so it only needed to ensure the supply of sailors and soldiers serving on the fleet.

This is hardly a burden on the growing number of church pastors today.

"Hahahaha! I like your straightforwardness! I wish us a happy cooperation."

Dai Lin laughed and stretched out her rough and calloused right hand to hold Zuo Si tightly.

As the two reached an agreement, young and middle-aged workers waiting at the docks and warehouses quickly began to move boxes of goods into the warehouses, and then arranged for the refugees to board the ship on a first-come, first-served basis.

Once full, the ship quickly leaves the dock and waits in the harbor to make room for another ship.

The crew on the fleet can also take the opportunity to go ashore to relax, drink a few glasses of wine, and eat some fresh vegetables, fruits and meats.

After all the ships were filled, Dailin hugged his daughter Jaina goodbye and led the fleet to bypass Tirisfal Glades, the core ruling area of ​​the Kingdom of Lordaeron, and go straight south, across the entire eastern continent to the farthest point. Heading to Stranglethorn Valley at the southern end.

Although the distance is very far from the map, and there are many areas frequented by murlocs and naga, it is nothing to the Kul Tirans who already have the ability to span the entire endless sea.

Except for unpredictable storms, there was nothing that could pose a threat to them in the entire eastern continent.

Standing at the empty dock and watching the fleet's white sails disappear into the sea and sky, Jaina couldn't help but sigh slightly: "I can't believe you actually convinced my stubborn father to put down his hatred of the orcs."

"Give up? You seem to have made a mistake. I didn't ask him to give up his hatred of the orcs. I just explained the current critical situation with facts and reason, and provided another better revenge plan." Zuo Si smiled half-heartedly. corrected.

"You hate orcs too?"

Jaina was obviously stunned.

Because she had always believed that the Kingdom of Lordaeron, which had not suffered the impact of the two wars, was generally not as hostile to the orcs as the southern kingdom that had been baptized by war.

This is also the reason why asylums are mainly opened in the southern territory of Lordaeron, and the main premise for the so-called "touching" story between Tirion Fordring and Eitrigg to take place.

If Tirion Fordring's family, especially his beloved son Tyran, also died at the hands of the orcs, then this story would have a different outcome.

Judging from the violent behavior of "Lafayette" later when he witnessed his son being killed, it is estimated that Eitrigg could be beaten into pulp alive with a hammer.

What's more, as a veteran of the orcs who invaded Azeroth, Eitrigg's hands were stained with the blood of innocents no less than other orc warriors.

As a human, what qualifications does Tirion Fordring have to forgive an aggressor on behalf of those victims?

Just because the other party didn't know what his motives were, or maybe even completely impromptu to spare his life?

Or did Eitrigg choose to live in seclusion and cut ties with his bloody past?

Therefore, "Lafayette" was ultimately sentenced to exile because he deserved it and deserved it. He was not worthy of sympathy at all.

As for what Eitrigg mentioned about the ancient traditions and glory of the orcs in the past, it was a complete joke.

A group of scattered primitive clan nomadic tribes who rely on whoever has the biggest fist to become the chief, and whoever is weak deserves to be bullied and enslaved, has a lot of glory to speak of.

Moreover, the internal fighting after being forcibly integrated together was countless times more cruel and bloody than the political struggles between human kingdoms.

Gul'dan's surrender to the Burning Legion and his psychological distortion are definitely related to the bullying and abuse he suffered in his own tribe.

Even after Thrall shouted the slogan that the orcs would never be slaves, there were a large number of semi-slaves called "hard laborers" in the new tribe.

And based on King Varian Wrynn's experience as a gladiator in Olgirima after losing his memory, it can also be seen that the orcs have never actually banned slavery.

It's just that tribe members such as orcs, tauren, darkspear trolls, and the Forsaken are not allowed to be slaves.

As an outsider with a sufficient breadth of perspective, Zuo Si will not be fooled by the so-called "blood donation and glory" values ​​promoted by the orcs. He can clearly observe the ignorance, barbarism, cruelty, bloodthirsty, and bloodthirsty revealed in the bones of this race. The underlying mindset of respecting the strong.

The honor duel called "Makgora" is the most direct manifestation of this kind of thinking.

As long as an orc is strong enough to defeat and kill all challengers, then no matter what he does, he is right, and he will even have a large number of admirers and followers.

Maybe in a few decades or even a hundred or two hundred years, they will make a big leap forward at the social level due to their constant competition with humans, gradually abandoning primitiveness and barbarism and becoming more and more civilized, but it is definitely not the case now.

So Zuo Si responded very simply: "It's not just that I hate the orcs, I am full of deep malice towards the orcs. If it weren't for the fact that the time is not right now, I would be very happy to cooperate with your father Dai Lin and completely Clean out all the orcs in the Eastern Kingdom."

"Why? For God, aren't humans and orcs alike able to become believers and provide faith?"

Jaina blinked in confusion.

"Because God also has his own preferences."

Zuo Si pursed his lips and gave the answer in a half-joking tone.

When he was in the continent of Faerûn, he, who was in the lawful camp, was extremely disgusted with the orcs, a race that only knew destruction, never engaged in production, and advocated chaos and disorder.

Although the orcs in Azeroth are slightly better, at least they have learned how to herd, fish, hunt and even farm, and have the foundation to become a civilization.

But that's about it.

Even under the leadership of Thrall, a wise leader who was educated and grew up in the human world, they only had half a foot on the threshold of civilization.

But with Thrall, the first chief of the new tribe, taking a back seat and little Hellscream taking over, the orcs immediately revealed their true nature once again, able to cause indiscriminate massacre and destruction without any psychological burden.

Jaina hasn't fought alongside Thrall yet, so she doesn't have the slightest fondness for the orcs, so she also joked in a joking tone: "Well, it seems that I have to have a moment of silence for the orcs.

Because they are now hated by a great god.

But compared to the orcs, I'm more concerned about how you plan to arrange Calia.

Her identity is quite sensitive, and if it is not handled properly, it will cause many serious diplomatic problems. "

"don’t worry.

Although King Terenas has ill intentions and wants to compete with the church for the new human regime that will be established in Stranglethorn Vale, I have no intention of doing anything to the princess of Lordaeron.

Quite the opposite.

I will openly acknowledge her status and even let her be the nominal lord.

Because all I need is faith from mortals.

As for things like power, wealth, land, they have no special value to me.

Even in other worlds and universes, I have more than one planet of my own, and I rule a country hundreds or even thousands of times larger than Azeroth in various ways.

A mere small kingdom with a population of only hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands is not worth mentioning at all. "

Zuo Si clearly expressed his attitude and position.

Since Jaina already knew his true identity, there was no need to hide their private conversations.

Especially Calia, a kind-hearted princess with a tragic fate, is really annoying.

She had been living in a relatively simple house since arriving in Stratholme.

She neither asked for any special treatment nor acted like a royal princess.

Instead, he took the initiative to help join the church system and use his management and coordination skills.

In particular, an orphanage was established to take care of orphans who had lost their parents and all their relatives, to prevent them from running around and getting injured accidentally, and to give these little guys some warmth and maternal love.

For a princess like this who is both capable, young, beautiful, gentle and kind, and has no evil thoughts such as seizing power, Zuo Si just wants to say please give me more if you please.

"real?"

Jaina suddenly became ecstatic.

You must know that in the past two days, she has been worried about the future of her best friend, fearing that Caliya would become a victim of political competition, or be treated as a plaything with a noble status.

"Do you think I need to lie about this again?"

Zuo Si turned his head and stared into the other person's blue eyes and asked.

"No, of course not. I just can't believe that you have such a good temper that you would ignore King Terenas' temptation. I thought God should be that kind of arrogant and majestic, and would never allow any mortal to disobey Him. ." Jaina quickly explained.

After hearing this, Zuo Si couldn't help laughing immediately: "Haha, gods actually have different personalities and tendencies just like humans, and they are never the same.

The kind of god you mentioned does exist, but I am not it.

In fact, you don't need to be so careful and nervous, just treat me like an ordinary person.

Nor will I get angry or inflict divine punishment for someone's casual offense.

Not only would that not bring out the majesty of a god, but it would give people a feeling of being petty.

True faith comes from the recognition and practice of doctrine.

Rather than pure awe and fear. "

"I see!

No wonder so many nobles, squires, and merchants quickly converted and joined the church.

Compared with the empty preaching and preaching given by Pastor Holy Light in his sermons, your advocacy of closely connecting faith with daily life is obviously more attractive.

People no longer need to participate in various rituals and make donations to prove their piety, they only need to do what they think is right.

Because it is not a priest or bishop who ultimately evaluates faith, but the god himself. "

When saying these words, Jaina's mood became obviously a little excited, as if she had discovered a new world.

After all, she has been following Zuo Si recently, full of curiosity and desire to study this god who has temporarily possessed believers.

It was only just now that she finally realized the biggest difference between the Church of Holy Light and the Church of God of Contract.

In the former, because the Holy Light is only a kind of energy and philosophy and has no subjective consciousness, priests and bishops hold the final interpretation of dogma, and ordinary believers cannot make their voices heard no matter how pious they are.

Not to mention that there are many corrupt and depraved people in the church who will use the property donated by believers for their own personal enjoyment.

But the latter is different.

God can undoubtedly feel the piety of every believer and make the most fair and just evaluation.

Therefore, ordinary people who are working hard do not need to worry about their achievements being embezzled by a superior. Every effort will be rewarded in the end.

In this environment, their work enthusiasm will naturally become high.

“You’re sharp and smart.

That's right.

In this environment, with no competition from other gods, worldly power simply doesn't matter that much.

Because the divine power created by faith is the most powerful force in society.

Go tell Princess Calia that if she wants to truly integrate and become the queen of this group of refugees, the easiest way is to become my disciple.

Only in this way will the church and the refugees recognize her and accept her, instead of treating her as a noble outsider. "

After saying that, Zuo Si stopped seeing Jaina and turned around and disappeared into the crude and temporary laboratory built on the hillside.

With the first batch of refugees about to arrive in Stranglethorn Vale, he needed to start preparing a few things to deal with the trouble that trolls, naga and murlocs might bring.

The largest number of trolls will become elves-like and join humans as part of the settlement after undergoing magical transformation.

Anyway, the elves in this world evolved from trolls.

Among them, the night elves were the first elves born under the influence of the Well of Eternity, and the high elves were a branch that split from the night elves.

So it is not uncommon to use magic to speed up the mutation a little bit.

As for the others, Zuo Si plans to use his advantages in the field of microorganisms to develop targeted viruses and bacteria to solve the problem once and for all.

After all, no matter how sharp the swords or the most destructive guns and artillery are, they cannot compete with biological weapons in terms of killing efficiency.

This is clear at a glance when looking at the casualties caused by the invasion of orcs, and then looking at the casualties caused by the plague spread by the undead natural disasters.

After a large-scale infection, it is estimated that no more than 20% to 30% will survive.

The rest are basically unlikely to pose much of a threat to the tens of thousands of humans who are constantly arriving.

In addition, Zuo Si also plans to transform [Marvin's World Weaving Technique] into a spellcasting method in this world, by permanently modifying the climate to turn the Stranglethorn Valley tropical rainforest unsuitable for human survival into a subtropical zone conducive to the growth of crops.

In short, he has too many things to be busy with in the next time, and he has no time to be distracted by unimportant trivial matters.

After all, these believers are the most important channel to maintain the connection between the ontology and the world.

Once there is a large-scale death of three long and two short, causing the passage to shrink or even disappear, it will be impossible to feel the spatial coordinates exposed at the moment of the explosion of the World Tree.

Therefore, Zuo Si must not only ensure that this group of believers can survive, but also live better and more comfortably than before, full of hope and expectations for the future.

…

At the same time, there was a forest about sixty or seventy kilometers away from Stratholme.

The cavalry unit formed by Lightbringer Uther and the church had just completed a battle against a group of trolls attacking a grain transport convoy.

Since the latter looked hungry for a long time, and the obvious ribs under the skin could even be seen on his chest and back, there was no suspense at all during the entire battle.

A dozen trolls armed with weapons were killed with overwhelming force, while those without weapons behind them became prisoners.

Out of caution, Uther immediately checked the enemy's corpses and the severely malnourished prisoners after the battle. As a result, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he said to the cavalry captain who was acting together without looking back: "Bad news! These trolls, without exception, are all infected with the plague!"

"What? All of them!"

The cavalry captain opened his mouth in shock and quickly took out the holy water he carried with him and took a sip. At the same time, he did not forget to give the war horse a sip as well.

The other cavalrymen accompanying him had similar reactions.

There was no way, they were really frightened by the plague, and a few even suffered from severe stress-trauma syndrome.

Obviously, the state of these trolls fully demonstrates that the disappeared undead are not just hiding, but continue to spread the plague in areas invisible to humans, constantly transforming trolls and beasts into undead creatures.

"Yes, that's all. Do any of you speak Troll language?" Uther asked loudly.

He was obviously eager to get information immediately from these prisoners about the situation deep in the forest.

But unfortunately, the cavalry all shook their heads and said they would not.

After all, the trolls in the East Wilder region were not orcs. They had been defeated hundreds of years ago and could only survive by hiding in the depths of the forest.

So much so that the humans living on this land simply don't bother to learn the troll language, which they regard as barbaric and low-level.

"How about we risk taking one or two of them back?"

The cavalry captain made a suggestion in an uncertain tone.

After all, they all carry holy water that can cure the plague. As long as they give the troll a few mouthfuls, they don't have to worry about the plague being infected and spreading again.

The only question is who to choose?

Which of all the trolls is the smartest, most informed, and able to express themselves clearly through words?

Suddenly everyone, including Uther, was in trouble.

At this moment, a female troll wrapped in animal skin slowly stood up and said in extremely unfamiliar and stammering common human language: "Save...save us! I...we...are very hungry. , need...food..."

"You speak our language?"

Uther was visibly taken aback.

"Only...a little...give...us...food, and we...be...human slaves."

After saying that, the female troll knelt down with a plop, and her whole body was shaking slightly uncontrollably, not knowing whether it was from hunger or fear.

Because she understood that the human being in front of her was the last hope for survival for herself and the entire tribe.