Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 115 25. Desert Camel No, Desert Alpaca!

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

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

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

   That's literally double the calories!

  Black warned the orcs in the early hours that if they couldn't find a campsite before noon, they would be sunburnt, and now it seems that this is by no means an exaggeration.

Hot has already taken off his armor, and the shirtless Red Black hand rubbed his chin, put away the reins of the Velociraptor with a reluctant expression, took off its saddle, and carried the raptor that carried him for the rest of the night. Mount and rush back to the Nazmir jungle.

   Creatures like raptors cannot survive in this desert.

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

  Reid waved his arms and drove the raptor who was chewing meat to the edge of the desert.

   "There was a Thunder Dragon in that caravan last night!"

   He said to his younger brother:

   "That thing is terrifying, its neck is more than ten meters long, and it can stomp our best warriors into patties with one foot! It's like walking on a mountain.

   Only one head is needed to carry all our soldiers.

  It is hard to imagine how the Zandalari trolls tame that kind of monster. Fortunately, the monster is not aggressive, otherwise we would not even think about dealing with it. "

   "Indeed, when we were in Stranglethorn Vale, we saw the raptor riders of the Gurubashi trolls, but we didn't see these strange land beasts there."

   Maim is doing the same thing.

   Not far from him, a group of orcs were also dismantling the brackets on the two huge direhorns, giving these terrifying-looking, but actually meek-tempered big men off their restraints and driving them back to the Nazmir jungle.

   Maim looked at the direhorn and said:

   "There is no such beast in the Eastern Continent.

   They are so powerful they can definitely be used for war! If we can transport dozens of them, we can rely on them to form cavalry, and the heavy cavalry of humans will not be anything to fear. "

"Forget it."

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

   "The Zandalari Empire has animal trainers who specialize in taming and fighting direhorns. All giant dinosaurs that can be used in war, including fighting pterodactyls, are controlled by the Imperial Sword Guard.

   Outsiders can't get it at all.

   Moreover, these giant beasts are tough or violent, and without special beast taming skills, even the best hunter beastmasters will never try to manipulate them.

   They are the unique weapons of the Zandalar Empire, and each one will be paid attention to by a specific Loa god, daring 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 for me to finish my business.

   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, where the shade will allow you to survive the most poisonous sunlight.

   Wait until the afternoon cools down before we set off across the desert. "

   "Across the desert?"

  The shirtless Reid was worried when he heard this. He carried his sword and glanced at the vast desert ahead and said:

   "I really regret trading with you, human, look at your tossing along the way."

   "Do you think I would?"

  Blake glared at him and said:

   "If you can survive easily, who wants to break down half the world and go to this place where birds don't **** to work hard? Not only does it have to cross the desert, but it must be completed within eight days.

   If you need a boost, this is for you. "

  The pirate threw out a thing wrapped in animal skin from the magic bag, and threw it at Reid's feet. The orc picked it up, took off the animal skin and glanced at it, and his eyes suddenly widened.

   Here is the heart of Gul'dan, which is completely crystallized with fel energy.

   That's what he traded with Reid.

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

  Reid tied the thing to his body, he glanced at Black, and asked in a low tone, this stupid question, the pirate couldn't even have the energy to answer.

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

  Beside Reid, his younger brother Maim watched Blake leave and said helplessly:

   "Brother, of course he's not worried about us breaking the contract and leaving. We don't have a boat, and we don't know the secrets like he does. On Zandalar, we're just as blind.

   Now in the desert, without him to lead the way, we will be lost in it, and in three days, we will become mummified corpses buried under this desert.

  The only way to get out of here and return to the Eastern Continent is to follow him.

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

   That sly guy has already figured everything out.

   Stop complaining and follow him. "

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

   He took out the ribs he got from hunting wild beasts in the Nazmir jungle, made a fire, and started to roast it.

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

   No trace of Blake was found.

   "Where did the captain go?"

   he asked.

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

  Reid held a piece of freshly roasted meat and ate it in big gulps. The heat around him did not affect his good appetite. This orc chieftain was very bad.

   As he ate, he said to his brother:

   "He said that he was going to find some traces of 'friends', mysterious, to treat us like thieves! Well, that's why I hate that guy, and I'm not at all bold."

   Maim nodded. He sat cross-legged beside Red, and he also reached out and took a piece of roast meat. While eating, he said to Red:

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

   "What do you say."

  Reid is the character of an orthodox orc. He is wild and rough in his work, fierce and unusual towards the enemy, but also has courage, and is very good to his younger brother, always guarding him.

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

   Maim hesitated for a moment, then said to Reid in a low voice:

   "Brother, I. I think, I won't go back to the tribe with you. I want to follow Black and work hard at sea in the future."

   He was a little ashamed and lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look into his brother's eyes, but Reid was uncharacteristically and didn't shout as rudely as an orc.

   On the contrary, after hearing his brother's words, there was also a thoughtful expression on the plate on his brutish face.

   After a few seconds, Reid said:

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

   These days, I have been thinking about this question.

  Because of Gul'dan's betrayal, the defeat of the tribe may have really been an irreversible ending. Orgrim Doomhammer doesn't trust us two brothers at all!

   Even if I go back with the Heart of Gul'dan, he will not be able to return the Blackrock clan to me.

  If the tribe really fails, if we are torn apart, then it is very difficult for me to have the confidence to fulfill my father's last wish and rebuild the orthodox tribe.

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

  Red Blackhand sighed.

   He said to his brother:

   "There are only two of us left in the Black Hand family, we all shoulder the mission of the family, brother, I will go back and do my best 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 being, I have to admit that along the way, he has indeed shown a lot of temperament very similar to Orgrim.

   He might be able to become a leader like Orgrim.

   What's even more rare is that that guy is not like other humans, he hates us orcs deeply. He said that he is an orc killer, and he is cruel enough.

   But look at that dog-legged evil eye, if he can accept the first orc, he can naturally accept the second.

  Follow him, brother.

   If we are lucky enough, the Blackrock clan's territory 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's not too late for you to make a decision until he has truly defeated that terrifying soul-inducing person. "

   "No, brother."

   Maim took a bite of the roast and said to Reid:

   "It was too late at that time. Since the decision was made, we should help him when he needed it the most. This is the ancient wisdom when we orcs formed an alliance.

   I'll tell him my decision tonight and I can't put it off any longer.

  I have a feeling, brother.

  Black will win, and he will win neatly, and he will win a lot. At that time, his victory will become my victory, and it will also become your victory.

   will be our Blackhand's first real victory in the world of Azeroth. "

   "Huihuihui"

   Just when Maim finished speaking, in the desert outside the shadow of the temple, a strange and soft neigh suddenly came out, like some kind of docile camel beast playing.

   A few seconds later, under the stunned gaze of the orcs, their wise captain, riding a strange thing, slowly walked out of the sand dune ahead.

   That thing is over one meter five in size, and looks like a combination of a pony and a goat. It has a slender body and neck, a small head, and big and pointed ears.

   In this scorching desert, this thing is also covered with thick black-gray fluff.

   It has a very interesting face.

   is very much like a camel.

   But after watching it for a long time, I always feel that this guy is "laughing", or that kind of simple and honest smirk. His big eyes are black and round, and they reveal the breath of wisdom.

  It didn't have a tail, it just carried Blake, jumped down from the sand dune, and stretched out its hand to eat the leaves that the pirates took out of Blake's hands.

   "What is this thing?"

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

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

   "No no no, it's not a friend, and it has a name, it's called alpaca, you can call it Jasmine. Well, the little wooden sign around its neck shows it's called Jasmine."

  Blake rode behind this cute little thing, and 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're full, right? Be prepared, maybe someone will visit us soon, I have only one request for you. Don't let one go, but don't hurt them either!

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

understand? "

   (end of this chapter)