How many humans are there in the world of Azeroth?
The taxable population of Lordaeron is 2 million, the Kingdom of Alterac is less than 200,000, Gilneas is over a million, Dalaran and Kul Tiras are suddenly in need of supplies, and the Kingdom of Stormwind in the south can only count 200 for a hundred years of living. Thousands of people, plus the mountain people who evade taxes are also savages. ★Blue//Color//Book//Bar, www.Search Witch God Chronicles to read this book#''
Before the orcs invaded, it would have been around seven million.
The First Orc War devastated the Kingdom of Stormwind. At least one-third of the population died in the war, and the ensuing orc purges and famine would take away at least one-third of the population.
Since the second orc invasion, the Hillbrad Hills area, which was once a prosperous land, has also been reduced to ashes. The number of dead soldiers in the Alliance of Lordaeron has almost exceeded 70,000, not counting the disabled and disabled soldiers. Seriously injured, and at the same time, the banditry and famine caused by the loss of order will take away many human lives.
According to rough statistics, there are less than six million humans today.
What about trolls?
How many trolls are there?
Even in ancient times, the two empires of Amani and Gurubashi were beaten to the ground by the emerging Kaldorei Empire. The skinny camels were bigger than horses, but the heritage of the overlord race that once ruled the entire ancient Kalimdor continent still existed.
After the explosion of the Well of Eternity, a new order was reforged. Humans rose in the Eastern Kingdom, and the elves shrank in the north-central part of Kalimdor. And trolls are everywhere in the world.
Northrend, Kalimdor, the Eastern Kingdoms, Pandaria, plus the Broken Islands overseas, as long as you can think of it, there are traces of trolls almost everywhere.
Although the trolls don't seem to be doing well now, it's terrifying to think about it. What a terrifying force this is.
Let’s not talk about the distance, let’s take a look at the troll forces in the Eastern Kingdom.
In the northern continent of Lordaeron, the remnants of the Amani trolls were beaten up by their old enemies who had their names changed, and they joined forces with the emerging human race in ancient times, which destroyed the social order. From then on, the people of Lordaeron The trolls lost their civilization and inheritance and split into countless clan societies. They live scattered in the deep mountains and forests of Lordaeron, using animal teeth and stone tools, and living like savages.
It is impossible to count how many trolls there are in Lordaeron, but there are cities such as Zul'Aman, Zin'sa'ro, Shadra'alo, and Zuma'Shar. The total population of trolls who still have basic civilization is increased by five times, which is still only a little less.
In this way, a conservative estimate is more than 500,000.
This is the Lordaeron troll who has been beaten for hundreds of years.
In the Stranglethorn Valley in the south, the Gurubashi trolls have regrouped and are recharging their strength in the giant city of Zul'Gurub. The intention is to restore its former glory.
Within Zul'Gurub's sphere of influence, one million trolls is by no means a slogan.
In the overseas islands, the mysterious Zandalari tribe has a mysterious strength.
There are countless wild trolls who lost their civilization and turned into advanced beasts.
To make a rough estimate, there are about two million trolls in the Eastern Kingdom who still maintain social structure, and there are probably more than two million wild trolls.
After Carlos became king, the channels for obtaining information became more diversified and their accuracy improved. After consulting a large amount of information, I finally got a generally reliable data. But after counting the data, the king of Alterac broke out in a cold sweat.
What a terrible amount. If the trolls unite, can the night elves, who have given up their magic, turn the tide again? If the trolls of the Eastern Kingdoms unite, can humans and high elves really defeat these horrific monsters again? If the trolls in Lordaeron unite, does the Alliance have any chance of winning?
Fortunately, the battle two thousand years ago completely destroyed the social structure of the trolls, and the fragmented clans and tribes were unable to compete with the kingdom-like humans.
Although humans are inferior to trolls in terms of size, physical strength, and physique, the fire of civilization burned the savage bodies, and trolls, who are stronger than humans in everything, live a life that is worse than even a pet dog.
However, who can guarantee that this situation will continue forever?
Carlos, who has one more lifetime of memories than the natives of Azeroth, deeply understands how terrifying the trolls are who deserve to find the spark of civilization. Whether it was the Gurubashi trolls of Zul'Gurub or the trolls led by the Zandalari clan, the two troll counterattacks almost overturned the entire world.
It was impossible to tell what was going on in this world, but Carlos could feel it. If he can touch it and experience it with his heart, then this world is real to him.
In the real and pure world, Carlos would not dare to bet that a group of explorers could break the shocking craze set off by the trolls.
Sooner or later the trolls will rise.
The huge racial base of the trolls and the Zandalari remnants that survived from ancient times determine that the trolls will rise sooner or later.
Since the rise of trolls is unavoidable, and humans do not have the strength to kill all the trolls, what should we do?
Perhaps this question will make countless philosophers and thinkers commit suicide in despair.
But Carlos, a soldier, has his own way of thinking: the trolls will eventually regain their civilization. This cannot be avoided. Let the trolls, then, rise according to my will, and civilize after the pattern of mankind.
This plan was classified as top secret by Carlos, and was called "New Troll Plan" or "Troll Completion Plan" by those familiar with it.
The general steps of the plan are divided into five steps.
The first step is to use white terror to license a group of trolls who are threatened by both humans and compatriots.
The second step is to give them cruel hope and realistic despair.
The third step is to guide such trolls to accept human civilization.
The fourth step is to use these humanized trolls to assimilate and fight more trolls.
The fifth step is to create and intensify conflicts between old and new trolls, transforming the hatred between humans and trolls into a stalemate between trolls with new ideas and old-school groups.
At this point, human society will be freed from the shadow of thousands of trolls throughout Azeroth.
When Alex Barros heard his son talking about this plan at first, he thought it was a fantasy. However, with detailed data and reliable reasoning, the Grand Duke Regent of the Kingdom of Alterac did not discover that all the scrolls and manuscripts had been stolen. I pinched it myself.
After persuading the Grand Duke, led by Alex Barov, Carlos received assistance from the survivors of the Tirisfal Council.
Carlos was shocked when he heard his father mention the Council of Tirisfal.
After Alex finished explaining, and combined with his own memories, Carlos finally understood that what Medivh destroyed was the headquarters of the Council of Tirisfal, killing all the mages in the secret base, and a few people who were out on business. survived.
"If the Parliament still exists, there will be no room for the orcs to be so rampant."
The Barov family was one of the financial providers behind the Parliament of Tirisfal, and Alex was particularly saddened by the destruction of the Parliament of Tirisfal. The family's hundreds of years of investment, regardless of cost, were all in vain.
And Carlos was as confused as listening to a fairy tale. I feel that this world is so strange, and the shady story behind it is so scary.
When I thought about it, I felt a heartfelt fear of Sargeras.
It is not the fear of the power of the fallen Titan, but the fear of the Burning Legion's calculations on people's hearts.
Sargeras moved step by step, link by link. The current predicament of mankind.
Is this a coincidence or part of a plan?
When Carlos fell into an endless loop of thinking, a name pulled him out.
"Among the survivors of Tirisfal, the former guardian Magna Aegwynn is now living in seclusion near Dabire Farm in Arathi Highlands. Your report is too terrible. I must submit this report. Let His Majesty Master Aegwynn know." Alex Barov said this.
As a result, Carlos met the legendary mage who walked through the portal, Magna Aegwynn.
There are no words to describe the appearance of this former guardian, because Magna Aegwynn has given herself a high-level designated forgetfulness: appearance. Carlos only remembered the long hair that shone like gold.
While other magicians were still studying elemental magic, Magna Aegwynn's magical attainments had reached the pinnacle of Azeroth. Even though Carlos had gained four experiences on the Path of Holy Light, he still felt that the indescribably beautiful magician in front of him was full of mana. It is as deep as the sea, with no depth at all.
Didn't it mean that Magna Aegwynn passed on most of the guardian's power to her son Medivh? Why is Magna Aegwynn still so powerful in her vain state? How did Lothar and the others defeat Medivh in Karazhan?
While Carlos was distracted, Magna Aegwynn had already finished reading Carlos' report.
"Very well, feel free to do it and I will give you the necessary support."
After Magna Aegwynn finished speaking, without too many spell-casting gestures or spells, she opened a portal with a snap of her fingers. She came and left the same way, leaving only Barov and his son in the secret room.
"Father. Azeroth is too dangerous. I want to return to Earth."
"Carlos, what did you say?"
"I said let's perfect the whole plan."
"Yes, the interests of humanity and Alterac. As well as the interests of our Barov family, must be integrated."
King Terenas of Lordaeron's request for help made Barov and his son revise their plan. It also made Carlos's eyes brighten and he found a new breakthrough point, Zumashal.
When the army besieged Zumashal, they were forced to use coercion and inducement. The trolls succumbed and used precious metals, various jewelry and mysterious materials that had been used to worship their ancestors for hundreds of years in exchange for the materials necessary for survival from humans.
But this is just the beginning.
Habit is a terrible force. As long as you quit the first step, there will be a second step, a third step, until there is a cliff behind you, there is no way to retreat.
For her part, the Troll Priestess Il'Savins of Zul'Mashal considered Kalos and his army to be foolish in returning the Staff of the Ancients and the Three Deathly Hallows.
The ancestors will protect the trolls!
Although Irsavins is not as radical and extreme as Mihayd, he is still a troll racist.
Humans can use it, but they can't trust it. Ilsavans firmly believed this. What she did seemed to be inconsistent, but one thing remained the same, which was to keep Zumashal away from the flames of war.
To the foul moss trolls of Zumashal, Ilsavanth is still the benevolent priest and the master of her people.
On the night when Carlos delivered the first batch of high-priced grain used to trade with the Bad Moss Trolls to Zumashal, Ilsavins communicated with the prophetic spirit on the high altar, hoping to receive enlightenment, but the priestess discovered in horror I can't contact any gods.
The anxious and desperate priestess blew the cold wind all night on the high altar but found nothing.
What Irsawens didn't know was that the spirit of the ancestors that the Bad Moss Troll had worshiped for nearly a thousand years was almost like a dessert in front of the former demigod Magna Aegwynn, and she used The tampered ancestral sacrificial staff and the Three Hallows of Death communicated with the ancestral spirits, completely murdering the weak spirit of the gods.
"King of Alterac, I have fulfilled my share of responsibilities. The rest is up to you."
It was just a message that went straight to the bottom of my heart, proving that Magna Aegwynn had taken action, and there was no clue that the sorcerer had ever appeared in Zumashal.
"Trolls don't need gods." Carlos whispered to himself, "Then we can start the follow-up plan."
Immediately afterwards. Carlos made a request to Ilsavans. The alliance did not trust other trolls and asked Ilsavans to confirm her status among the badmoss trolls and formally sign a document to solidify the alliance.
Having lost the blessing of the gods, Elsa Wens felt as if she had just woken up from a dream and was in disbelief as if she was electrocuted. Humans are actually prepared to keep their promise!
Ten days are enough time for Zumashal's trolls to give birth to a new leadership. Under Elsa Wens, the leaders, large and small, and small leaders have initially determined their authority.
Under the cooperation of Mr. Duya and the pressure of the human army, the former priest faction bloodyly suppressed the opposition, and sent the troubled Ilsa Wens to the throne of the leader of the Badmoss clan.
However, Carlos, or rather the Alliance, did not recognize the status of Elsa Wens as the patriarch.
"Either the city lord of Zumashal, Ilsavans, or the Queen of the Moss Trolls, Ilsavans. What kind of thing is the leader of the clan? Didn't one of you just die?"
Carlos's explicit words and secret instigation plunged Zumashal into chaos for the fourth time.
Unfortunately, the opposition, that is, Destiny Weapons and Equipment, also has no food, and Ilsavans wants to oppose it. However, his subordinates held him down and sent him to the throne.
"Carlos, is this useful?" Turalyon watched the changes in the past few days as if watching a drama. He felt that the plot had ups and downs, twists and turns, and was extremely enjoyable, but he was not sure how effective it would be.
"The ** will be here soon." Carlos stretched his body and answered Turalyon.
During the Queen's coronation ceremony, Zumashal's prime minister, Mr. Onefang. Badfang, delivered a heart-stirring speech that touched the hearts of the Badmoss Troll.
"I know that some people are dissatisfied. They think this is a trap. Human beings will kill us sooner or later! The hatred between trolls and humans has continued from ancient times to the present, and the contradiction between the two sides is irreconcilable. Human beings have taken away our land. Take away our civilization. Destroy the arrogant Amani Troll Empire into ruins, turning the former rulers of this continent into poor people with no clothes and no food. Human beings are hateful!"
Mr. Duya's confession attracted the attention of all the evil moss trolls. Aren't you a human lackey?
"But have you ever thought about a question? Is the hatred between trolls and humans really indelible and irrevocable? Do you know the end? Is this true? Who said it? Who did you listen to? "
Mr. One Tooth confused the Moss Trolls with a long series of rhetorical questions.
"It was said by the elders in the clan, and your parents said it when you were young, humans are coming! Humans are coming! If you don't catch up on your sleep, humans will come to eat you! Isn't that right!"
Mr. Duya asked sagely.
"But I want to tell you a truth, a truth that no one has thought of before. We trolls, take your hero Zujin as an example. He eats well, sleeps well, is clothed and warm, and has lived for more than six hundred years. Years old! And some old guys can live to be a thousand years old! As long as we trolls don’t starve, we can live to be a thousand years old! But what about humans? We can eat well and drink well and have a life span of a hundred years. When the old guys from hundreds of years ago When I say to humans who are decades old, invaders, you must pay with your life for the crimes of your grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather’s grandfather, what would you think if it were you?”
"Most human beings today have long forgotten the war of the past, the war that knocked us trolls into dust and left our faces covered with mud. Human beings have forgotten the hatred of the past, but we still remember it."
After Mr. Duya finished speaking, he walked a few steps in place.
"Let me tell you something, something that you have been deceived for hundreds, thousands of years."
Mr. Duya took a deep breath.
"Humans don't eat trolls! Listen up, humans don't eat trolls! You've been fooled!, because it's very important, so I'll say it again, trolls eat humans, but humans don't eat trolls!"
Mr. Duya shouted in a voice that was almost a roar: "You are resenting humans for taking away the glory of our troll ancestors, but humans hate trolls just because you eat humans. Yes, you, not us, not me, me, Duya from the Maltooth Clan, I don’t eat humans, so I became friends with humans and their kings, while you are fighting humans to the death. I have tasted Lordaeron’s hopelessness, and I have eaten Ultra Rank’s cheese, I want to use the wine brewed by the elves on the opposite continent, who are more hateful than humans in your mouth, wearing silk clothes, and using weapons forged by magic! Why? Because I don’t eat humans!”
Mr. Duya said that he threw the same thing away, and he didn’t know how he put the things on his body.
"We trolls were defeated in ancient times, but it was not humans who defeated us, but ourselves! We gave up our dignity as intelligent creatures and became like wild beasts. We eat humans and treat humans like domestic animals. How can humans Maybe they don’t hate us? It’s us trolls who have closed the door to peace, and we trolls who regard ourselves as beasts!”
The hoarse Mr. Duya knelt on the ground and shouted.
"Now, the dawn of peace has appeared again. Human beings have expressed their sincerity with food and materials. They have five thousand strong men, fully armed with steel swords and iron armor. And we include all the old, weak, women and children. There are many of them, but they did not kill us, they are trustworthy. Peace is within reach, all we need is for us to abandon some bad habits, such as cannibalism."
Mr. One-Tooth stood up, straightening the troll's seemingly ever-bending spine.
"The new troll, the new trend, starts with me. I have one tooth and a bad tooth. I have never eaten anyone before, and I will never eat anyone in the future!"
After saying that, Mr. Duya, who was the prime minister of Zumashal Kingdom, broke off his only big tooth with both hands.
"The glory of our ancestors is not starvation, and the glory of trolls is not barbarism and ignorance. From today on, everyone can call me Broken Tooth. Huma. In troll language, Huma means perseverance. For the queen, For all the trolls in Zumashal, I will use all my strength to maintain friendship with humans and create a life where everyone can have enough food and warmth. If I violate my oath, I will end up like this tooth."
Mr. Duya, no, Prime Minister Broken Tooth smashed the broken tooth on the ground.
Seeing that the time had come, Prime Minister Broken Tooth's stooges began to shout, while the human soldiers with strange accents also shouted slogans in Troll language.
Ultimately, all sounds mean the same thing.
"Long live Her Majesty Queen Ilsavins."
"Long live the new trolls."
"Long live peace and friendship."
Under the deafening sound, Turalyon looked at Carlos and leaned close to his ear.
"You rebelled against a city's trolls?"
Carlos also moved his head to Turalyon's ear.
"This is just the beginning." To be continued.
ps: It’s all about calculations. Where is the trust between people and trolls? ~Sosoullanse* Book Bar, you can read the following chapters in full
