"Are we really going out?" Seeing that we had reached the gate of the fortress, and it was the snowy Northrend continent when we went out. Murgigi couldn't help but suggest, "Let's go back."

"Aren't you afraid of Governor Torgo? He will tear you apart!" Yayazan asked in a disdainful tone.

Mujiji did not get the trick of agitating. He was timid by nature, and the provocation was useless to him. Moreover, among the Frost Trolls stationed at the Daxaron Fortress, he was considered an old man. He had seen too many Frost Trolls coming and going in his life.

"Governor Torgo has a bad memory. The fortress is so big, we hide and spend a few days safely," he said. "Maybe Governor Torgo will forget to send us out to the outside tomorrow."

"Come on," said Yayazan.

"In the past, Governor Torgo might have forgotten. But this time, because three scout teams have already gone out, but have never come back. We are the fourth team, and our mission is to find the traces of those unlucky guys, whether they are corpses or alive. If you can't find them, don't think of going back to Daxaron Fortress!"

Mujiji knew that Yayazan was telling the truth, but the older he got, the more timid he became, the older he became, and the old trolls dared not go out to take risks.

But sometimes life is so depressing, the more you don’t want to go out, the more you will be sent out.

The old troll looked at the team, and he had five Frost Trolls in total. Yayazan was the captain and he himself was the deputy captain. The other three Frost Trolls were all Xindians, who had just been sent to Fortress Kxaron, and they didn't even have to mention their names.

"Then let's go. Go and go back quickly, it's too cold outside. Complete the task early and come back early to roast the bonfire." Mujiji knew that he could not change his situation, so he could only say this.

A team of Frost Troll Scouts greeted the members of the troll troops stationed at the gate of the fortress and handed over the tokens.

Then, in the eyes of those guarding trolls, gloating or sympathizing, they left the fortress that was simple and simple, but could shelter from wind and snow, and entered the snow and ice.

As soon as he left the fortress gate, Mujiji vaguely sensed some hidden uneasiness, a nervousness that was almost fearful.

Mujiji has been guarding the Daksaron Fortress for ten years. The frost trolls who came here in the same year as him were either dead or missing. They were promoted and wealthy and returned to Zudaq.

The result of the disappearance of the three scout teams in the front was that they had just left the house. Recently, all the rumors about the fortress and rumors suddenly surged into their minds, scaring him to his limbs and weakened.

Then he smiled a little. It was not without benefits to guard here for ten years. At least he is a veteran with more than a thousand patrol experience. In front of him, he has long been fearless in this vast wild forest that is called "the mountain where grizzly bears appear" by the frost trolls.

However, tonight seemed to be an exception, very different from the past, and there was an indescribable sensation in the dark curtains around him, which made his hair stand on.

After leaving the fortress gate and entering the primeval forest, the gloomy north wind blew the shadows of trees, like hideous living creatures. From the beginning, Mujiji felt that he was under an inexplicable object that had no fondness for him.

If you have a choice at this moment, Mujiji only wants to turn the troll and hide back to the safe Daxaron Fortress. But this is an idea that must not be expressed in front of the superior.

Especially such a commander.

Captain Yayazan, who was born in Zudake's sacrificial family, is the youngest in a family full of children and grandchildren.

He is a strong adult frost troll with gray eyes, heroic behavior, and as strong as a bear. Compared with the other frost trolls who were ragged, Captain Yayazan was wearing black leather boots, black wool pants, black mole leather gloves, black cardigan jacket, and a shiny black ring armor.

Captain Yayazan arrived at Daksaron Fortress for less than half a year, but Mjiji knew that in at most another half a year, the captain would be promoted and rich, and return to his Zudake to be a sacrificial or a military commander.

After walking in the dim snow for a while, the experienced Mjiji discovered some traces, which were not far from Daxaron Fortress.

"Several swords, two or three bows, and a guy has a spear. The iron spear is quite heavy."

The bodies of the five trolls were tilted around and buried in the snow. This could not be hidden from the experienced Mujiji. No matter how timid this Frost Troll was, he had been here for 10 years.

The young Frost Troll Captain turned his head to face the gray-haired old troll. The frosted leaves whispered in their ears, and the other three Frost Troll scouts Xinding were uneasy. "Who do you think they killed these Frost Trolls?" Yayazan asked seriously, and made the pleats of the mink robe.

"It must be this damn weather," said one of the frost trolls firmly, "Last winter, I saw the trolls freeze to death. I saw them before, and I was still a bastard. Every troll said that the snow was forty feet deep, and the north wind was as cold as black ice, but the real death was the low temperature. It would catch you silently, quieter than Quesruen, and at first it would tremble, tremble, and stretch your legs,

Dreaming of hot wine, warm campfires. It's very hot, yes, nothing is as hot as the cold. But in just a moment, it will penetrate into you and fill your body. After a short while, you will not have the strength to resist, longing to sit down and rest or take a nap, and it is said that at the end you are completely uninjured. You are just weak and drowsy, and then everything fades away, and finally, as if drowning in hot water, peaceful and quiet."

"You shouldn't come to Daksaron," Captain Yayazan commented, "You should go back to Zudak to be a poet."

"I think so too. But, sir, Zudak doesn't want poets. They drove me out and rushed to the Daxaron Fortress," said Xinding.

Yayazan shook her head helplessly.

Not all the Frost Trolls are smart trolls. Among the trolls present, Yayazan believes that except for himself, only the old troll Mujiji can be considered smart.

But this guy is too timid and is trembling there for no reason! This makes Yayazan, who comes from the capital, very dissatisfied. No wonder he stayed in Daxaron Fortress for 10 years! The old guy who has no future and will not improve!

"Mujiji. What do you think killed them?" Although Mujiji was very timid and not at all Daklay, the old troll was experienced after all, and Yayazan was not ashamed to ask.

"...that...that." Mujiji trembled and raised the one among the three fingers in his right hand, pointing to a big tree in the forest in the southwest.

Yayazan subconsciously looked over, and in his keen hearing, he could hear a sharp whistling sound mixed with the sound of the north wind and the falling snow.

Instinct made the young troll nervous and wanted to avoid it. But his body did not allow it and could not react. And the attack came too quickly, Mujiji just widened his pupils, and a sharp feather arrow had pierced through his head.

The remaining four frost trolls screamed, left the captain's body and turned to run. The sharp whistling sound continued, and the four frost trolls fell to the ground one after another.

Then, the forest fell into silence again. There was only the sound of north wind and falling snow.

About ten minutes passed.

Even though he was wrapped in a thick cotton jacket, he could still see his slender figure jumped off the big tree Mu Jiji pointed just now.

She moved quietly in the snow, and when she walked to Yayazan's body, she kicked the troll.

Of course, the corpse did not respond at all. Sylvanas nodded slightly with satisfaction, and then walked towards Mujiji's "corpse".

She pulled out the short sword behind her, and the "corpse" on the ground immediately jumped up, and said a lot of troll words that high elves couldn't understand.

Sylvanas was not soft-hearted and threw his sword out, hitting the heart of the troll who pretended to die and wanted to escape.

Murgiji lived well in the Border Guard Fortress for ten years, but this time he finally couldn't return to his Daxaron Fortress.

Even if he pretends to be dead, he is still discovered by Sylvanas, and the ending is naturally death.

After squatting outside Daxalon Fortress for 5 days, killing and destroying four Frost Troll Scouts in a row, a total of twenty Frost Troll Scouts.

All this does not make Sylvanas happy, because when she was in Ghostland, her traveler trial score was 10 times that of this time.

That time, Sylvanas destroyed a forest troll's village, and directly and indirectly died at her hands, more than 200 forest trolls at one time. Because of this incident, Sylvanas's name as genius in the Quel'thalas Ranger surpassed his sister.

The original Aurelia Windrunner was hailed as the most outstanding Windrunner in 3,000 years. After Sylvanas debuted, she won the title of "The Most Outstanding Windrunner in 6,000 Years" with her better abilities and achievements.

But that's not enough.

Aurelia Windrunner is two hundred years older than her. Before she became a Ranger, her eldest sister was already the Ranger Lord.

Now Sylvanas has become the Ranger Lord, but the eldest sister has become the Ranger General.

Sylvanas, who is unwilling to give in by nature, hopes to surpass her sister's grades. So if anyone else reaches 100% of her task, Sylvanas's requirements for herself are at least 200%.

Aurelia just asked her to come to Daxaron Fortress and observe the situation of the Frost Troll, a task that only takes two days to complete.

Sylvanas had already completed it, but she was not very satisfied with the progress and degree. Even if she killed four Frost Troll Scouts, it was already a small achievement, and she was still not satisfied.

She wants to be better.

My sister has no desire to compete. When she came this time, she said that she would give her the position of Ranger General to her next time she returned to Quel'thalas.

While Sylvanas was happy, she was also very dissatisfied - she would seize what she wanted without others giving her!

Originally, he was the title of the most genius ranger, and this time the honor of the Ranger General was the same.

In order to achieve her own goals, during this expedition of the High Elves, she must make achievements that all the elves admire!

This is why she is willing to survive the severe cold and has to stay here in the danger of being frostbite.

After the inspection, it was confirmed that the trolls had really died, and the young wind walker looked at the Daxaron Fortress in the distance.

In the heavy snow, it lay down like a quiet beast at the foot of the mountain, staring at Sylvanas.

"call……"

“Not enough!”

After wiping the bloody dagger on the snow and putting it back in the distance, Sylvanas made up his mind.
Chapter completed!