Traveling through World of Warcraft

After breaking through the high elves' defenses, the trolls have been retreating north, and the trolls are rushing back to Zul'Aman. Their bodies were scarred, and their eyes were full of exhaustion and despair. However, among this chaotic crowd, there is one troll hero who stands out. He is Sinsa.

Xinsa's body was covered with blood, and his injuries were very serious, but he still persisted and did not fall down. His eyes were firm, as if telling his comrades not to give up and to continue fighting for freedom.

Xinsa's injuries were too serious after all, and he eventually fell to the ground. His comrades gathered around him, grief-stricken. They knew that this heroic warrior had sacrificed everything for their cause.

Zuljin, standing in the crowd, his face was gloomy. He looked at Xinsa's body, filled with grief and respect. He knew that the troll hero's sacrifice had been great, but he also knew that they must move on and fight for freedom.

Zul'jin ordered that Sinsa be buried on this battlefield, so that his heroic soul could always be with freedom. Trolls in their most respectful way.

Several strong trolls carefully lifted Xinsa's body and placed it gently on a special stretcher. Their movements were gentle and cautious, as if they were handling an extremely precious treasure.

Then, the trolls picked up the stretcher and walked slowly towards the chosen burial place. Their steps were neat and heavy, with each step filled with remembrance and respect for Sinsa.

At the burial site, the trolls used their rough and strong hands to begin digging a huge tomb. They dug away the land inch by inch, sweat dripping from their foreheads, but their eyes remained focused and firm.

When the grave was dug, the trolls gently lowered Sinsa's body into it. They carefully adjusted the position of the body to ensure that he could rest in a comfortable and solemn environment.

Then the trolls began to slowly fill the grave with earth. They spread the soil evenly with their hands, leaving no gaps. Each handful of soil represents their thoughts and blessings for Xinsa.

During the filling process, an old troll stood in front of the tomb and began to chant ancient spells. His voice was low and rhythmic, as if he was communicating with the gods. He prayed to the gods to bless Sinsa's soul and paid him the highest respect for his bravery and sacrifice.

The trolls erected a tall tombstone on the tomb, with Sinsa's name and his heroic deeds engraved on it. They decorated the tombstone with flowers and offerings to express their deep memory and gratitude for him.

After the burial process, the trolls stood silently in front of the tombstone for a moment of silence. Their hearts are filled with sadness, but also with determination. They know that Sinsa's sacrifice will not be in vain and they will continue to fight for their homeland and freedom. Then, under the leadership of Zul'jin, continue back to Zul'Aman.

Chen Yu led the troops to chase the defeated trolls. They passed through the dense forest. A new tomb was particularly conspicuous. Chen Yu and his troops took a closer look. It read the tomb of the Troll Warlord Xinsa. Chen Yu's heart moved. Xin Sa died in battle. He knew that the core of time and space was in the tomb.

Chen Yu summoned his men to pay tribute to the troll warlord. After paying tribute, Chen Yu issued a shocking order: "Open this tomb, we must find the core of time and space!"

The soldiers looked at each other, feeling a little inappropriate about opening up the enemy's grave. But they also understood the importance of the core of time and space, so they began to dig the grave.

During the excavation process, some soldiers couldn't help but ask: "Sir, is this disrespectful to the deceased?"

Chen Yu replied with a stern face: "We are in a war now, but we are not protecting our world. If we don't return to our world as soon as possible, maybe our family members will need to be buried with them. In war, fighting desperately to win the opponent is to give him the greatest respect."

Although the soldiers still had doubts in their hearts, they also understood Chen Yu's difficulties. They continued to dig the tomb, hoping to find the core of time and space as soon as possible.

Soon, their efforts paid off. Deep within the tomb, they found a hidden compartment in which the Space-Time Core lay.

Chen Yu carefully picked up the core of time and space, his eyes full of determination. He knew that this core of time and space would be the key to their victory over evil.

Chen Yu turned to his soldiers and said: "We have achieved an important victory, but the battle is not over yet. Let us continue to pursue the trolls and defeat them completely!"

The soldiers responded in unison, their morale high. Chen Yu led the troops and continued to move in the direction of Zul'Aman. They are determined to completely eliminate evil and protect world peace.

Chen Yu led his troops and chased the trolls until they came to Zul'Aman. Once a stronghold for their enemies, this troll city is now a target for their attacks.

Chen Yu stood in front of the army, his eyes were firm and his face was cold. He raised his sword high and gave the order to attack to his soldiers.

The soldiers responded to the call and marched towards Zul'Aman in neat steps. Behind them, the artillery began to roar, and the shells pierced the sky and rushed towards Zul'Aman.

A moment later, a large hole was blown out of Zul'Aman's city wall by a cannonball. Upon seeing this, Chen Yu ordered the troops to rush into Zul'Aman again.

The soldiers rushed into Zul'Aman like tigers descending from the mountain. They fought fiercely with the trolls, with swords and swords flashing and flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Chen Yu took the lead. He brandished his long sword and launched a fierce attack on the trolls. His swordsmanship is like lightning, and every swing of his sword can take away the life of a troll.

Under the leadership of Chen Yu, the soldiers became more and more courageous as they fought, and they gradually gained the upper hand. The trolls began to retreat, and their defenses were breached step by step by Chen Yu's troops.

Entering Zu'Aman, Chen Yu looked back. Zul'Aman suffered a devastating blow in the explosion. The city's buildings collapsed, and the ruins were filled with smoke and flames. A huge gap was opened in the city wall, and masonry fragments were scattered everywhere. The once majestic palaces now lie in ruins, their ornate decorations and precious cultural relics destroyed.

The streets were strewn with corpses and debris, and the ground was stained red with blood. House roofs collapsed and walls collapsed, burying countless lives underneath. The once-thriving market was reduced to ruins, with stalls and shops blown up and goods scattered everywhere.

The shock wave of the explosion destroyed the city's structure, and many buildings lost their support and were crumbling. A huge wave of fire swept through everything, devouring buildings and life forms. Flames licked the sky and thick smoke billowed, plunging the entire city into darkness and terror.

The screams and horrified cries of the trolls echoed in the air. The survivors fled in all directions, looking for shelter. Their faces were filled with fear and despair, and their eyes were full of fear for the future.

The explosion in Zul'Aman caused huge casualties and property damage. This once prosperous city is now in ruins, and its tragic situation is heartbreaking and shocking. The devastation of the explosion was so great that it was difficult to imagine how the city would be rebuilt from the rubble.

Chen Yu led the troops into the chief's hall, where Zuljin was sitting. His body was scarred and his clothes were dyed red with blood. Zuljin struggled to hold the chair, his eyes showing despair and unwillingness.