The three reindeer loa of the Frostmane Clan were a family, one male and two females living in harmony.
When Shimtoga heard her husband had died, she was heartbroken.
She notified her sister Shimruk and simultaneously rallied her army, vowing to avenge her husband.
In a short time, the Frostmane Clan was fully mobilized, and within half a month, they had gathered an army of thirty thousand.
This was the largest force the Frostmane Clan could muster in the current region, demonstrating how thoroughly they executed Shimtoga's commands.
Shimtoga, in her grief, addressed the Trolls: "How benevolent the great Father of Warm Winter was, allowing Trolls and reindeer to live in the cold snowfields.
But the evil Dark Trolls, in league with the Vrykul, cruelly murdered the Father of Warm Winter.
We will never bow to the evil Dark Trolls; we will avenge the Father of Warm Winter!"
The Trolls raised their weapons, shouting, "Avenge the Father of Warm Winter!"
"Avenge the Father of Warm Winter!"
"Avenge the Father of Warm Winter…"
Smaug tried to lower his altitude several times, but Lu'anna stopped him.
For this reconnaissance mission, she had Smaug fly at an altitude of several kilometers.
At this height, the Trolls on the ground looked smaller than ants.
Fortunately, in her free time, she had created a telescope modeled after a microscope.
Although the technology was not yet very mature, the magic-crafted convex lens was perfect, not affecting her observation at all.
"The Trolls are in the midst of a mobilization; they will launch an attack very soon.
Smaug, let's go pick up Navoli and the others; we must deliver this intelligence back to Solidan Town as quickly as possible."
Smaug drew an arc in the air, made a 180-degree turn, and flew towards the nearby mountain peak.
Navoli and the others were studying how to infiltrate the camp.
Upon hearing Lu'anna's intelligence, they immediately jumped onto Smaug's back.
Smaug let out a displeased cry before flapping his wings and taking off.
After receiving the crucial intelligence, Gale immediately made corresponding adjustments.
Shimtoga led the Troll Army towards Solidan.
After leaving the snowfield, she immediately dispatched reindeer to scout.
Her kin quickly found Shim-Eba's kin, and after some communication, they obtained important intelligence.
The reindeer dared not delay and immediately sent the intelligence back.
"The enemy actually discarded the Father of Warm Winter's body in the valley?
How dare they desecrate the Father of Warm Winter like this?"
Although Shimtoga was furious, she was even more joyful.
She gathered the Trolls and announced to them: "The Dark Trolls have forgotten tradition; they have thrown the Father of Warm Winter's body into the valley."
The Trolls became excited, shouting, "Resurrect the Father of Warm Winter!"
"Resurrect the great Shim-Eba!"
"Resurrect…"
When a loa is killed, it is like being imprisoned.
The ritual is equivalent to communicating with the jailer, and sacrificing souls is equivalent to paying ransom.
The loa's body contains divine power; the more it stores, the less soul energy is needed for resurrection.
Without a body, much more soul energy must be expended to create a body, making resurrection a completely different level of difficulty compared to having a body.
Shimtoga and the Trolls were overjoyed that Shim-Eba's body was still intact.
Shimtoga suppressed her excitement: "The Dark Trolls will not stand by and watch us resurrect the Father of Warm Winter, so we must split into two groups.
One group will attack the Dark Trolls, and the other will resurrect the Father of Warm Winter."
The Frostmane Chieftain said, "Mother of Prosperity, let me attack the Dark Trolls and the Vrykul.
Please, you must resurrect the Father of Warm Winter!"
Shimtoga considered it, "The Dark Trolls' strength is not to be underestimated.
Take twenty thousand men and try to avoid engaging them in battle.
Once I resurrect the Father of Warm Winter, I will rendezvous with you.
At that time, we will eradicate the Dark Trolls and the Vrykul in one fell swoop."
The Frostmane Chieftain obeyed, "I will."
The image of the Frostmane Clan splitting into two groups was projected onto the light screen by Gale.
"The Trolls have split their forces as we expected, Carlos.
This is up to you; just hold them off.
Once I achieve victory on my side, I will return and we will coordinate our attack."
Carlos nodded, "Don't worry, those Trolls won't break through."
Saru Solidan also quickly said, "We will also defend this place to the death."
Gale looked at him helplessly, "You must obey Carlos's orders."
"Understood!" Saru scratched his head; he had noticed Gale was a bit displeased, but he didn't feel he had done anything wrong.
Gale opened a portal and stepped through, feeling very helpless.
Humans had changed their names, but their mindset hadn't shifted.
Despite being at a clear disadvantage, they didn't know how to retreat, still thinking they had steel bones and iron skin?
No wonder the human population never increased.
Without the Vrykul's iron bodies, yet possessing the Vrykul's resolve to fight to the death, it was a miracle they hadn't gone extinct.
It's no wonder humans didn't officially step onto the stage of history until the time of Emperor Thoradin!
With the current touching intelligence of humans, it was already quite impressive they could survive in this treacherous world.
If he hadn't made the humans evacuate the old, weak, women, and children to a safe place, they might still be defending the town and fighting the Trolls to the death.
"My Lord!" Metri and the others immediately gathered around Gale upon seeing him.
Metri reported, "The magic circle is complete.
As soon as the Troll loa arrives, we can proceed."
Gale nodded, "The Trolls have split their forces; she will be here soon."
Sure enough, two days later, Shimtoga arrived, leading an army of ten thousand Trolls.
Seeing Shim-Eba's body, Shimtoga rushed into the valley, heedless of the danger, and rubbed her head against Shim-Eba's.
"I will resurrect you."
Having said that, Shimtoga solemnly raised her head and said to the Trolls, "Prepare the ritual.
We will bring the Father of Warm Winter back."
The Trolls immediately sprang into action.
The Witch Doctors gathered around Shim-Eba's body, drawing a magic circle, and then performing the ritual.
A portion of the ten thousand Troll Army set up camp on the spot, while another portion split into hundreds of small teams and returned to the forest to hunt.
The Kaldorei looked at the busy Trolls with confusion, "What are they doing?"
"They seem to be preparing some kind of ritual."
"The Trolls aren't trying to resurrect this loa, are they?"
Gale chuckled, "That's right, they are indeed trying to resurrect Shim-Eba.
Let them be busy for now; we will launch our attack after they begin the ritual."
The Kaldorei all smirked, cast Shadowmeld, and entered Stealth, waiting to watch the show.
Through the Trolls' efforts, in less than ten days, they hunted enough prey.
The bodies of beasts piled up around the magic circle, their souls bound by the circle, emitting silent wails.
Shimtoga said indifferently, "Begin the ritual!"
The Witch Doctors immediately began the ritual.
The ritual proceeded smoothly and soon neared its end.
"Hmm?" Shimtoga looked at the ritual magic circle in astonishment.
Why didn't she feel Shim-Eba's soul returning?
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