Rally! For the Forest Trolls!

The Forest Troll of the Shadra tribe were in an uproar after hearing Shadra's speech.

The hatred etched in their blood drove the Forest Troll into a frenzy.

"Go forth, my people!"

"Get ready, get ready for this glorious battle!" After Shadra finished speaking, the Forest Troll left the square to go back and prepare.

"Someone come here!" Shadra called over his guards after seeing that the other Forest Troll had left.

"Go and inform all the sentries and hunting parties. The sentries continue to monitor the elves, remembering not to let them spot you. The hunting parties should hunt away from the elves' territory."

"We'll wipe them all out when the other Forest Troll tribes arrive."

"Understood, sir." After receiving Shadra's order, the guards went off to relay it.

"I smell war, it's intoxicating," Shadra said, his eyes gleaming red.

"We've reached the vicinity of the Forest Troll; we need to be careful."

"All elves, take out your weapons and prepare for any battle that may break out at any moment!" Snyder gave the order.

Upon hearing the command, the Hand of the Bright Moon immediately drew his weapon. Some of the Highborne also obeyed Snyder's orders because Snyder was a hero and ally of the War of the Ancients.

But most of them did not move; they only obeyed the commands of their redeemer, Dath'Remar.

"The Warrior obeyed Snyder's orders, drew their weapons, and prepared for any battle that might break out at any moment."

When Dath'Remar saw that the Warrior were not obeying Snyder's orders, he promptly issued his own command.

The remaining Highborne Warrior also drew their weapons after receiving Dath'Remar's order.

"Your people trust you completely, you can't let them down," Snyder said, patting Dath'Remar on the shoulder.

"Of course I won't let them down," Dath'Remar replied with a smile.

However, this harmonious situation was only superficial; both of them had their own thoughts.

The corrupted Dath'Remar was demonstrating his control over the Highborne to Snyder, and it was also a way for Snyder to save his life.

Snyder's words were directed at Dath'Remar's still-unconquered will, while also serving as a warning to Dath'Remar not to act recklessly.

Thus, the elven army advanced slowly, step by step.

The Forest Troll sentries and patrols did not interfere with the main elven force, allowing them to enter the forest without hindrance.

Both sides exercised restraint before the battle, but this was merely the Tranquility before the storm.

Three days later, the main Highborne elves arrived at the location of the first water source on the map and began to rest.

Even during their rest period, the Highborne remained vigilant. At Snyder's insistence, they deployed a large number of sentries to ensure the safety of the main force.

The Forest Troll also showed respect to the Highborne, sending only basic sentries.

This wasn't because the Forest Troll were paying less attention to the elves, but because more and more Troll were coming to the towns of the Shadra Horde.

This means that the first clash between the Forest Troll and the Highborne is about to begin.

The towns of Shadra are now filled with Forest Troll dressed in the attire of other clans.

The Firetree Clan, the Witherbark Clan, the Smolderthorn Clan, the Vilebranch Clan, the Drybark Clan, the Mossflayer Clan, and some smaller clans all came here.

With the addition of the Shadro Amani clan, the power of all the forest trolls has come together here.

The chieftains of these clans followed the emissaries of the Amani Clan to the council of clan chieftains.

In the Chieftain's Hall of the Amani Clan, Shadra was waiting for his guests.

The Chieftain's Hall contained only a large table and seven chairs, the seven chairs symbolizing the seven most powerful tribes of the Forest Troll.

Forest Troll follow the natural law of survival of the fittest, so these seven positions are not fixed.

The Amani Clan's envoys brought all the arriving chiefs before Shadra and then withdrew.

"Since you're all here, don't stand, please sit down," Shadra said, patting the table.

The other Troll chieftains exchanged glances and then took their seats in their respective chairs based on the strength of their clans.

The Troll chieftains from other clans who were not strong enough stood beside the table.

"Lord Shadra, what brings you here? And why have you brought the clan's elite troops?" asked the chieftain of the Firetree Clan, who was seated second in line.

"Zadas, our mortal enemy has appeared," Shadra said.

"A mortal enemy?" Zadas Firebelly asked.

"The Night Elf, the enemies of the Troll Empire, have appeared here," Shadra said through gritted teeth.

"What did you say?" Zadas Firebelly stood up abruptly, and the flame patterns on his abdomen began to appear with each breath.

The other Troll chieftains were also shocked by Shadra's words.

"I think you've all probably noticed, we've taken a different route here this time, precisely to avoid being discovered by the elves."

"These Night Elf are resting here now," Shadra said, pointing to a pool of water on the map.

"I think you all understand why I called you all here," Shadra said.

"You want to use the power of all the Forest Troll to deal with all the invading elves?" said Rikro Skullcrusher, chieftain of the Drybark Clan.

"Yes, this will be a battle of honor. We will wash away the shame of thousands of years ago with their blood."

"I think no one would refuse, right?" With that Shadra stood up, supporting himself on the table with both hands.

The imposing Shadra instilled a powerful sense of oppression in the chieftains, while Shadra oil lamp behind him cast a vast shadow over the other chieftains.

"The Smolderthorn Clan agrees to join this war of glory!" Ennoka Burnhunter stood up and announced.

"I thirst for the blood of those elves," Ennoka Burning Hunter said, licking his lips.

"Very good, there's already a leader among the other clans!" Shadra was very pleased to see someone taking the lead.

"The Mossflayer Clan is also willing to join, but our clan needs a lot of food, and as you know, our clan's territory has a lot of swamp, so food sources are scarce," said Mossflayer Chieftain Krongsai Vinethorn.

"Of course, the Amani Clan will provide you with food. If we succeed, everything the elves own will be ours," Shadra said.

Upon hearing Shadra's promise, the other Troll chieftains who were still wavering also made up their minds to join this "glorious war."

"You should all go and rest first. The Amani Clan has prepared plenty of food for you."

Upon hearing this, the chieftains of the other clans left one after another to begin pacifying their own people.

The winds of war will soon sweep across this place.