Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1102 198. I tell Laike to do bad things in an orderly manner and never mess around

"What are you doing here? Why don't you go in?"

On the southern coast of Desolation, the Naglfar was floating under the sea in the morning light. The stinky pirates who were moving their bodies on the deck saw an orc ship moored ahead at a glance.

It was one of Maim's ships, temporarily seconded to the orc shaman Drek'Thar.

They came here yesterday to investigate the mysterious Maraudon in the Valley of the Spears, the sacred place of the centaur, but it was almost a day later, and the ship hadn't landed yet.

The stinky pirates were not satisfied with their sluggishness, grabbed a rope from the Naglfar, and swung the ghost ship as it approached the orc ship. A light roll in the air landed beside Drek'Thar. .

With his hips akimbo, he said to the blindfolded orc old shaman:

"Don't tell me that you, a legendary shaman who has experienced the era of Dellano elements, still can't feel the gathering of elements under Maraudon."

"Of course I can feel it."

Drek'Thar, who wore a double ax around his waist, shook his head. He looked at the valley surrounded by mountains above the distant coast from the side of the ship, and said:

"Just standing here, I can hear the mourning of the earth.

The vitality of this piece of land has been seized, and the elemental power has been out of balance. It is the call of the higher-level earth element. This piece of land can't even resist such extraction, it can only endure it silently.

Believe me, Lord Laike, I am more than willing to do what I can to save this land.

But it's hard to do it on my own, and I need help. "

"Didn't I find a helper for you?"

Bu Laike looked back around the deck in surprise, and asked:

"Isn't Magatha Grimtotem here?

Although she is stubborn and extremely arrogant, and believes in the narrow and stupid concept of tauren supremacy, she is indeed a powerful shaman, and she also wants to save Desolace in her own way.

Although I humiliated her in front of her people, but in the face of the survival of Desolace, she should not hold grudges to cover up small grudges.

And what about the soul walker Blackhorn?

Didn't he also come together?

Where are others? "

"The two of them went to the coast, to the territory of the Maraudie tribe to talk to those barbaric centaurs."

Drek'Thar said with a sense of concern:

"We arrived here at dusk yesterday, but the centaurs guarding the Holy Land refused our approach. After Lord Black Horn showed the powerful Hammer of Khazgoros, Ms. Magatha volunteered to take Lord Black Horn to the spear Valley.

She thought that with the hammer in hand, the two of them could easily level all the warriors of the Maraudie tribe.

But I have waited here until now but there is no sign of fighting, and the centaurs have not let go of the road. I doubt that the two of them have been detained by the centaurs. "

"Centaurs still dare to detain them?"

Bu Laike was taken aback when he heard this, and he complained:

"It's their luck that Blackhorn doesn't eat them all as snacks, but that antler bull is a very powerful lunatic, whoever dares to snatch the holy hammer in his hand will suffer.

To tell the truth, even I dare not hit his idea.

This must be what happened to those two guys in the Valley of the Spears. Let's go and see. "

Bu Laike yelled at the orc sailor who was driving the ship, and the ship, which was docked off the coast, quickly docked. The terrain here is still a good dock.

is the area is a bit small.

When the ship docked, the strong and brave centaurs on the shore immediately moved into action. Under the scolding of a centurion, a dozen centaur warriors took off the huge bone bows they were carrying, and With honed and sharpened arrows.

The five little orcs who took the initiative to protect Drek'Thar immediately gripped their weapons tightly, waiting for the order from the ship, and they were about to fight these centaurs.

But Drek'Thar reached out and held the ax Garrosh raised beside him.

The old shaman shook his head at them, signaling them to be quiet.

The stinky pirate next to the shaman coughed a few times, stood on the side of the ship, and shouted to the barbarians below in centaur language:

"Hey, you guys, get out of the way! My subordinates entered your territory yesterday and they haven't come back yet. I doubt that you caught them and ate them.

Get your elder over here quickly, I want to have a good talk with him.

Those two useless tauren are dead, but the stone hammer in their hands must be returned to me! Otherwise, there will be no good fruit for your Maraudi tribe! "

The centaur who was ready to attack with this voice was a little confused.

As a civilization that has been entrenched in the desolate land for nearly a thousand years, they must have their own language, but because they are barbarians, few foreigners will learn their obscure language.

Kane can speak a few words of centaur, but only the most basic communication. The fluent and non-accented shouting like Bu Laike is something these guys have never seen before.

But being able to communicate can save a lot of things.

The centurion who led the centaur to guard the coast raised his hand to let the other soldiers put down the bone bow first. This guy was wearing a dirty leather hat. Laike shouted:

"We didn't eat those two bold cows! The Maraudie clan is different from other cannibal clans. We have our bottom line. We haven't left the sacred Valley of Spears for nearly two hundred years.

Your people are talking to our prophet elders.

They said they could help us.

We tried to contact your ship as well, but those idiot greenskins on this ship couldn't understand us, is your name Boo Laike Shaw?

The tauren with the antlers who carried the relic said, You are a wise man.

He promised you could solve all our problems. If you are indeed Bu Laike, then you come with us, the prophet elders are waiting for you. "

"Ok?"

Bu Laike looked back at Drek'Thar and the five orcs in surprise, and asked in a low voice:

"These centaurs said they had contacted you, but you didn't answer?"

"They kept yelling and yelling for a long time in the wee hours of the morning."

Sola, the tallest female warrior among the five orcs, leaned on her battle ax and said in an awkward tone:

"But we couldn't understand it, and thought they were going to attack the ship. For the safety of Elder Drek'Thar, we sailed the ship away from the coast."

"It's not our fault."

Garrosh scratched his head and retorted softly:

"Their roars are exactly the same as their roars in battle, only ghosts can understand them."

"Oh, you mean, I'm a ghost?"

Bo Laike stared at Garrosh with a wooden face, and he kicked the dumb little bastard hard, cursing:

"Go, go, take your friends to the inland to help fight the war, your father and your clan are also there, look at your father, this battle is almost useless after the battle, if you want to challenge him hurry up."

"I'm not going."

Garrosh gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"He said I was a waste, hey, that butcher still has the face to call me, shame on me!"

"You should go, you should all go."

The old orc shaman who had been silent all this time persuaded:

"Although you may not be recognized by Hellscream, at least the orcs of the Warsong clan will accept you, as well as Sola and Dellanosh. Your fathers are also fighting centaurs. This is a rare opportunity.

A large part of our orc feelings is pinned on sharing weal and woe in fighting together. You grew up in Nagrand, and Grandma Gaiaan was a respectable pacifist. This link was missing in your education.

go.

It's useless for you to stay here. "

Under the persuasion of the old shaman, the five little orcs made up their minds and felt that the stinky pirates were about to negotiate with this group of centaurs, and it was really useless to stay here with their own IQ.

Anyway, I don't understand, so it's better to go out and chop up a few centaurs to practice their skills, so they quickly rode on the biped wyvern supported by the friendly Tauren, and flew towards the inland battlefield.

"Oh, I still have to learn from you in terms of looking after children."

Bo Laike said to Drek'Thar as he stepped off the plank:

"Although everyone's purpose is to keep them from causing trouble, but you see, I can't say such nice words to make the five little bastards obedient, and I don't think it's an offense to their poor IQ.

If I were to come, I would definitely kick them out a few times. "

"You think too much."

The old shaman held onto the side of the boat and walked down the coast with his big black wolf like a blind man. He whispered:

"I just have a premonition that you are going to use dark wisdom to persuade the Maraudi tribe again, and I don't want the great chieftains of our next era of orcs to be contaminated with such dark thinking.

The orc's brain is not suitable for your 'deep' thinking.

I'm just afraid that they only learned your evil, but not your wisdom, and that would be an out-and-out disaster. "

"They can learn."

Bu Laike shrugged and said:

"As long as they are willing to pay for the course fee, I am willing to teach them the full set of dark wisdom. Well, Garrosh is fine, the Hellscreamers are allergic to wisdom and intolerant of cunning, so don't let him waste money.

It's not easy for his father to kill people to make money. "

"Hahaha"

The next second, the two unscrupulous guys laughed at the same time. It seems that Drek'Thar also recognized the description of Bu Laike in the Hellscream family.

Guarded by centaurs from the Maraudie tribe, the two entered the Valley of the Spears.

This centaur holy land has already assembled an army, and all the small clans attached to the Maraudi tribe are patrolling around, beware of the flames of war in Desolace extending to their sacred tombs.

But what the centaur centurion on the coast said should be true. Blackhorn and Magatha, who entered the Valley of the Spears last night, did not encounter any danger, but were treated as honored guests.

The guards led Bu Laike and the old Frostwolf shaman all the way to the mountain below the Holy Land of Maraudon. In a huge tent, they saw Black Horn eating and drinking.

And Magatha, who was a little anxious and a little angry.

The black dragon disguised as a tauren held a berry in his hand and waved to Laike friendly. On the other side of the table full of fruits and meat, there were three prophet elders of the Maraudi tribe.

From the centaur's point of view, they are already very old.

The teeth are almost gone, the horse mane on their heads has turned gray, and they even have signs of baldness. They wear white veils to cover their slightly fierce bloody mouths, and only their eyes are exposed to look at the visitors.

All three pairs of eyes were cloudy.

But if you look closely, you can see the light of age and wisdom occasionally flashing in those dim old eyes.

As the guardians of the holy land, the Maraudi tribe is different from other centaur clans. They have no war khan, and they admire the wisdom of the prophets.

This also led to the Maraudi tribe being cast aside as "weak aliens" in the centaur society. Their power is the weakest of the four major tribes, and their territory is limited to the Valley of the Spears and nearby areas.

If it weren't for the fact that the Maraudine tribe had shouldered the mission of guarding the tomb of the Holy Land long ago and kept the holy relics leading to the Holy Land of Maraudon, they would have been swallowed up by their ruthless compatriots long ago.

"I convinced them with your series of great achievements."

Soul Walker Noire put the berries in his mouth into his mouth, licked his fingers, and said to Bo Laike who was sitting carelessly by the table:

"I showed them the power of Khaz'groth's Hammer, and they also confessed to me the current crisis of the Maraudine clan. In fact, the war we waged in Desolace saved them by accident.

Without our intervention, the other three centaur clans would soon launch an attack on the Valley of the Spears. "

"Huh? Why is that?"

Bo Laike took two apples from the table and handed one to the blind orc shaman. He took a bite and asked:

"I guess something happened to Maraudon?"

"According to them, not long ago, an evil satyr stole the holy relic kept by the Maraudine clan, slipped into Maraudon, and used evil magic to awaken the soul of the ancient khan in the mausoleum and a A batch of ancient souls.

Also spreading a dark taint in the hallowed caverns of Maraudon, calling upon bloodthirsty plant and demonic minions, has completely taken over the way to the sanctuary of the Centaur. "

The soul walker said slowly:

"This news has been concealed, but somehow it was known by the other three clans, and the war khans who wanted to annex the Marudi clan found the best excuse.

If it wasn't for you and your conspiracy that suddenly appeared, I'm afraid this place would be razed to the ground in the near future.

Because of the Hammer of Kazgros, they asked me to help them purify the Holy Land. I recommended you, who is omnipotent, to them. I believe that you also have your own arrangements for centaurs.

You really do, right? "

"Of course I have! I also want to thank you for your trust in me, my dear Noire."

Bo Laike grinned and said:

"To be honest, I was afraid that you would go crazy and eat all the centaurs here as dinner. Well, it seems that Ms. Magatha gets along well with you."

The smelly pirate glanced at Magatha Grimtotem again, and said in a drawn out voice:

"Well, Ms. Magatha, I suggest you stay away from my powerful and mysterious Blackhorn brother, he just looks like a tauren, and he will scare you inside.

In addition, he doesn't like a charming tauren lady like you, his taste is more 'unique'. "

"Well said, very precise, great."

Black Horn held the handle of the stone hammer at his waist, stared at Bu Laike, and said seriously:

"You can say a few more words, I'd love to hear it."

Bu Laike pretended not to see Black Horn's "nuclear" eyes. He turned his head to look at the three centaur elder prophets next to him, coughed a few times, and said in standard centaur language:

"I don't know what happened in Maraudon, but I think you already know the current situation in Desolace. The Maraudi tribe has always respected wisdom, which is a very beautiful character.

I really appreciate.

And I who launched this war did not regard the Maraudie clan as an enemy, I think you have already felt the goodwill I have released.

so.

Let's make a long story short, I started the war to destroy Desolace in series, but I also prepared an answer for this war. "

The smelly pirate took another bite of the apple, squinted his eyes and said to the three elders:

"Clan Maraudi, are you interested in establishing a centaur royal family?

With you as the ruling class, guided by wisdom rather than brute force, a unified civilization of all the clans in Desolace. If you don't understand what I mean, then I'm asking a little simpler.

The Marudy clan who respects wisdom and knows how to redeem sins.

You guys, are you interested in ruling Desolace? "

(end of this chapter)