Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 115 25. Desert camel No, desert alpaca!

At nine o'clock the next morning, in other places, the sunshine should be very gentle.

But Zandalar is located in the South China Sea and close to the equator of Azeroth. This is a tropical area, and the sun at nine o'clock is already very hot, like a ball of fire burning the skin.

What's more terrifying than this encounter is that you are still in an endless barren desert.

That’s literally double the calories!

In the early hours of the morning, Blake warned the orcs that they would be burned to death if they could not find a campsite before noon. Now it seems that this is by no means an exaggeration.

Hot had already taken off his armor, and the shirtless Reid rubbed his chin with his black hand. He put away the reins of the velociraptor with a look of reluctance, took off its saddle, and put the raptor that had been running wildly for most of the night away. Mount and rush back to the jungle of Nazmir.

Creatures like Velociraptors cannot survive in this desert.

Fortunately, these raptors have been domesticated by the previous troll caravan for decades. They can find their way back to the caravan station, so the orcs don't have to worry about them getting lost in the jungle.

Red waved his arms and drove the raptor that was chewing meat toward the edge of the desert.

"There was a Brontosaurus in the Na Na caravan last night!"

He said to his younger brother:

"That thing is so terrifying. Its neck alone is more than ten meters long. It can crush our best warriors into meat pies with one kick! It can walk like a mountain.

It only takes one to carry all our soldiers.

It's hard to imagine how the Zandalari trolls tamed that kind of monster. Fortunately, the monster is not aggressive, otherwise we wouldn't be able to deal with it with just a few people. "

"Indeed, when we were in Stranglethorn Valley, we saw the Velociraptor Knights of the Gurubashi Trolls, but we never saw these strange land beasts there."

Maimu is doing the same thing.

Not far away from him, a group of orcs were also removing the supports from the two huge Direhorns, removing the restraints from these big guys who looked scary but actually had a docile temper, and drove them back to the Nazmir jungle.

Maimu looked at the Direhorns and said:

“This kind of giant beast does not exist in the eastern continent at all.

They are so powerful that they can definitely be used in warfare! If we can transport dozens of them and rely on them to form cavalry, the human heavy cavalry will not be afraid. "

"Forget it."

Blake, who was covering his head with a hood not far away, heard the conversation between the two brothers and said without looking back:

"The Zandalar Empire has trainers who specialize in training combat direhorns. All giant dinosaurs that can be used in war, including combat pterodactyls, are controlled by the Imperial Sword Guard.

It's impossible for outsiders to get it.

Moreover, these giant beasts have tough or violent personalities. Without special beast-taming skills, even the best hunter and beast king cannot control them.

They are unique war weapons of the Zandalari Empire, and each one will be paid attention to by a specific Loa god. Dare to attack them will only make your tribe fall faster.

The most important thing is that if you want to die, you have to wait until I finish my work.

Drive these velociraptors and direhorns back to the jungle, don't let them die in the desert, and then quickly gather in the ruined temple in front of you. The shade there can help you survive the most vicious sunshine.

When the afternoon cools down, we set off across the desert. "

"Across the desert?"

The shirtless Red felt worried when he heard this. Carrying his sword on his back, he glanced at the vast desert ahead and said:

"I really regret trading with you, human, look at all the trouble you've been through."

"Do you think I am willing?"

Blake glared at him and said:

"If you can survive easily, who would be willing to destroy half of the world and go to this inhospitable place to fight for your life? Not only does it have to cross the desert, but it must be completed within eight days.

If you need a pick-me-up, this is for you. "

The pirate threw something wrapped in animal skin from his magic bag and dropped it at Red's feet. The orc picked it up, took a look at it, and his eyes suddenly widened.

What's inside is the heart of Gul'dan, which is completely crystallized with evil energy.

This is what he and Red traded for.

"Aren't you afraid that I will take my things and take my people away?"

Red tied the thing to his body. He glanced at Blake and asked in a low tone. The pirate couldn't even muster the energy to answer this stupid question.

He wrapped his head in a long hood, turned around and ran towards the ruined temple in the distance.

Beside Red, his brother Maim watched Black leave and said helplessly:

"Brother, of course he is not worried about us breaking the contract and leaving. We don't have a ship on hand, and we are not as knowledgeable about secrets as he is. On Zandalar Island, we are like blind men.

Now that we have entered the desert, without him to guide us, we will get lost. In less than three days, we will become mummies buried under this desert.

Now if you want to leave here and return to the eastern continent, the only way is to follow him.

Or, we can bet that after we rob the Zandalari caravan, the Zandalari trolls will still accept us and send us a ship back.

That cunning guy has already calculated everything.

Stop complaining and just follow him. "

After a group of orcs sent away their transportation tools, they set up camp in a ruined temple not far from the entrance to the desert. There were dedicated orcs who took out supplies and water and distributed them to everyone.

He also took out the ribs obtained from hunting wild beasts in the Nazmir jungle, lit a fire, and began to roast them.

After resting like this for two hours, Maimu woke up from his nap. He rubbed his stomach and went to get something to eat from the orc chef, while scanning the entire ruined temple.

No trace of Blake was found.

"Where is the captain?"

he asked.

"He went out an hour ago with some water."

Red held a piece of freshly grilled meat and ate it in big mouthfuls. The surrounding heat did not affect his appetite. The orc chief's eating appearance was extremely bad.

As he ate, he said to his brother:

"He said that he was going to find some traces of his 'friends'. He was mysterious and guarded us like thieves! Hey, that's why I hate that guy. He's not generous at all."

Maimu nodded. He sat cross-legged next to Red and reached for a piece of barbecue. While eating, he said to Red:

"Brother, I have an idea that I want to tell you."

"What do you say?"

Red has the character of an orthodox orc. He is wild and rugged in his actions, extremely cruel to his enemies, and has courage. He is also very kind to his younger brother and always protects him.

He waved his hand, put down the bones in his hand, and listened to his brother.

Maimu hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said to Reid:

"Brother, I. I don't think I will go back to the tribe with you. I want to follow Blake and work hard at sea."

He was a little ashamed and lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look into his brother's eyes, but Red, uncharacteristically, did not yell as roughly as an orc.

On the contrary, after hearing his brother's words, a thoughtful expression appeared on his big, rough face.

After a few seconds, Reid said:

"Actually, I also have this plan, brother. When you were injured before, that annoying human told me something about what might happen to the tribe in the future.

I've been thinking about this question these days.

Because of Gul'dan's betrayal, the Horde's defeat may really be an irreversible outcome. Orgrim Doomhammer doesn't trust our two brothers at all!

Even if I go back with the Heart of Gul'dan, he won't be able to return the Blackrock Clan to me.

If the tribe really fails, if we fall apart, then it will be difficult for me to be confident of fulfilling my father's last wish and rebuilding the orthodox tribe.

When I was at sea, I heard the human mage say one of their proverbs, eggs cannot be put in one basket. "

Red Blackhand sighed.

He said to his brother:

"There are only two of us left in the Mafia family. We all shoulder the mission of the family. Brother, I will go back and work hard to do what I want.

But if I fail, there's you who can take my place and finish it.

Although I hate that cunning human, I have to admit that along the way, he did show a lot of temperament that is very similar to Orgrim.

He might also be able to become a leader like Orgrim.

What's even more rare is that that guy doesn't hate us orcs like other humans. He claims that he is an orc killer, and he is ruthless enough.

But look at that bitch Xie Yan, if he can accept the first orc, he can naturally accept the second one.

Go with him, brother.

If we are lucky enough, the territory of the Blackstone Clan will no longer be limited to land in the future! But we can't be too anxious. Blake is still working hard for his personal freedom.

It won't be too late for you to make a decision after he truly defeats that terrifying soul-drawer. "

"No, brother."

Maimu took a bite of the barbecue and said to Reid:

"It was too late at that time. Now that we have made the decision, we must help him when he needs it most. This is the ancient wisdom of our orc alliance.

I will tell him my decision tonight and cannot delay it any longer.

I have a feeling, bro.

Black will win, and he will win cleanly, and he will win with a lot of money. At that time, his victory will become my victory and your victory.

It will be our Black Hand family's first real victory in the world of Azeroth. "

"Hui Hui Hui"

Just when Maimu finished speaking, a strange and soft neighing sound suddenly came from the desert outside the shadow of the temple, like some kind of docile camel animal playing.

A few seconds later, as the orcs watched in astonishment, their wise and mighty captain rode a strange thing and slowly walked out of the sand dunes in front of him.

The thing was over 1.5 meters tall and looked like a combination of a pony and a goat. It had a slender body and neck, a small head, and large and pointed ears.

In this scorching desert, this thing is also covered with thick black and gray hair.

It has an interesting face.

Much like a camel.

But after watching it for a long time, I always felt that this guy was "laughing", or that kind of honest and silly smile. His big eyes were dark and round, and he exuded an aura of wisdom.

It had no tail, so it just carried Black on its back and jumped down from the sand dune. Then it stretched out its hand to eat the leaves that the pirates took out from Black's hand.

"What is this thing?"

Even Garona, who was hiding in the shadows, walked out of the shadows curiously, approached the camel beast, turned around a few times, and asked:

"This is the 'friend' you found after you went out for two hours?"

"No, no, no, it's not a friend, and it has a name. It's called an alpaca. You can call it Jasmine. Well, the little wooden sign on its neck says to call it Jasmine."

Blake was riding behind this cute little thing. While he reached out and stroked its head, he glanced at the desert behind him and said:

"But it will bring the 'friends' we need."

"You've had enough to eat and drink, right? Be prepared, maybe someone will come to visit us soon. I have only one request for you. Don't let any of them escape, but don't hurt them either!

Whether we can cross the desert in eight days depends on whether those cuties are willing to help.

understand? "