Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 951 47. There is always something more important than victory (Part 2) - Spring Festival Plus, Happy New Year [1015]

   In the middle of Kalimdor, south of the Stonetalon Mountains and north of Feralas Forest, there is a barren and mysterious land.

  This is called Desolace.

   Just from the name, you can tell that it is not a good place. It used to be a lush forest like Ashenvale and Feralas, but something mysterious happened on this land, which caused the power of the earth to undergo a qualitative shift.

  The former forests were razed, and the fertile land was replaced by the desolate Gobi.

  It became barren, making it impossible for the elves to survive here, and the Kaldorei Sentinels could only establish an outpost in the only remaining woodland valley to monitor this wild area.

The   Druids also wanted to heal this place, but some special reasons prevented them from setting foot in Desolace, and before the elves left, the wilderness had a new owner.

  In the past thousands of years, the barbarian centaurs who mysteriously rose up in the Gobi wilderness have occupied most of the territory of Desolace. Next to these barbarians are the tauren.

   The war between the two tribes has been going on for many years.

  The reason is that the terrifying fertility of centaurs and uncontrolled hunting have led to fewer and fewer creatures on this land.

These barbarians, who had nothing to do with civilization, killed almost everything they could hunt, and after they were attacked by the silver-winged sentries of the night elves when they ran to the Stonetalon Mountains to raid, they turned back to bully themselves. "Old Neighbors".

   Although the local tauren are also very good at fighting, their number is small, and the difficulty of reproduction is their flaw, so the bloodhoof tauren has always been at a disadvantage in the battle.

  The Bloodhoof Clan had sent the old and weak, women and children of their own clan to a mountain grassland called Mulgore a few years ago, and the remaining warriors stayed in Desolace to fight against centaurs.

  Tauren are unwilling to give up their ancestral land.

   However, the advantage of the centaurs going to Rufeng was too great, they could only passively defend, and were consumed by the barbarians little by little.

   If this continues, within a few years, the Bloodhoof Clan will be completely defeated.

   Cairne Bloodhoof, now chieftain of the Bloodhoof tauren, completed today's inspection of the Horde territory. He and several guards returned to their camp on a huge kodo.

Although not long ago, with the assistance of an outsider, they launched a very successful night attack on the nearby centaur clan, beheading the centaur commanders and nearly killing the war. Khan, forcing the centaurs to completely withdraw from the Bloodhoof clan's territory.

   But less than half a month later, those centaurs are showing signs of making a comeback.

   This discovery made the brave and wise Warchief Kane very distressed.

   He knew that every warrior of the Bloodhoof Tribe was a valuable asset, but he could not relax in the face of a centaur who would never understand the truth.

   Years of war have exhausted Kane himself, not to mention the clansmen who endured it silently.

   There have even been people in the clan inciting the warriors to abandon the ancestral land of the Bloodhoof clan and leave this depleted land to the centaurs.

   Withdrawal, it is not impossible to withdraw.

  Desolace's ecological balance has long been destroyed by the relentless hunting of centaurs, and there is not much point in staying here.

   But there are rules to retreat.

   Such a rush to withdraw can only guarantee temporary safety. Once the centaurs cannot find food supplies in Desolace, they will follow.

   Once the centaur rushes into the Mulgore steppe that the tauren finally found, will the Bloodhoof clan retreat to another place?

   Centaurs are wolves that can't get enough food!

  Bloodhoof warriors must stick to Desolace in order to protect the peaceful life of the clansmen behind.

   Back in the tent, Cairne Bloodhoof put the rune warspear he made by himself by the bonfire, and sat down with cross-legged beating on his waist. Although the tauren chief is still in his prime, he is not young either.

   He is still strong, but occasionally feels low in energy.

   Even his vision became blurred.

   But he knew that he had to persevere, for the sake of his family, for his son who lived in Mulgore, and for the inheritance of the Bloodhoof clan.

  Kane boiled a pot of herbal soup for himself and put a few bones in it.

  The tauren people are masters in collecting herbs. They are blessed by Mother Earth and can always find very nourishing good things on the roadside or in the jungle.

   Just as the herbal broth was about to cook, another tauren came to visit him.

   "Hamuel, come on, the soup is ready."

  Kane boldly called out to his friends who were like brothers.

   And the old tauren named Hamuul Runetotem also sat down with a smile, and took out a few freshly picked Ningshen flowers from his herbal bag and threw them into the soup.

  This herb can make the medicinal soup soothe the mind and sleep well. He knows that during this time, Kane has been haunted by a "weird dream".

   Of course, Hamuul, the chief thinker of the Bloodhoof clan, came here today, not for soup.

   "Kane, Magatha is connected in the clan again, and that unrepentant war old woman is still trying to force you to agree to their idea of ​​retreating across the board.

   She babbled that her communication with Mother Earth last night had a terrible result, and also announced to the tribe that a horrific revenge from the centaur was coming.

   You must act! "

  Hamuel sat on the ground, wagging his tail, and said in the urn-like voice of a tauren:

   "Many clansmen can't stand it anymore. Our request for assistance from the night elves has never been answered, which makes the clansmen lose the courage to persevere.

  The earth is also getting more and more overwhelmed, and every day I can hear the groan of the mother earth, which is tormented by the savage centaurs.

   And without any evidence, I suspect that there must be a deeper reason for such a dramatic deterioration in Desolace's ecology. "

   "It's no use talking about it now, Hamuul."

Kane undid the lid of the soup pot, and the wooden bowl gave Hamuul a bowl of soup, and another bowl for himself. The chief with the broken horn on the left sniffed the aroma of the medicinal soup, and he whispered. Say:

   "We must stop the centaur's mischief before we can possibly buy time to heal the land. But we are too few in number to wage a decisive battle to bring down the centaur.

  Those **** are so prolific.

   Alas, if only our agile friend Lao Chen is still here, with him scout out for us, we can win a victory with ease like last time. "

   "Chen Stormstout is a wanderer, Kane, it would be nice if he could break his own taboos and help us get a victory."

   Hamuul shook his head and said:

   "We still have to rely on ourselves after all. I came here today for this matter. Have you had that strange dream in the last few days?"

"Um."

  Kane doesn't really want to discuss this.

   But now that Hamuul spoke, he put down the bowl, rubbed his big head, sprayed a column of probability air from his nostrils, and the golden rings inlaid with his nose bones swayed and swayed.

   He said with some annoyance:

   "I'm having a hard time sleeping, Hamuul.

  At night, as soon as I close my eyes, I can see the golden fortress suspended in the sky. The golden giants were surrounded by the flying Valkyries.

   He is inviting me to a battle on another continent thousands of miles away.

   He told me he noticed that I had spent my whole life fighting the Centaurs. He described me as the 'great subway guard who never tires', and he promised me that I could earn the crowning glory of being a warrior. "

   Having said this, Kane shook his head and picked up his bowl again.

   Tauren Chief said:

   "But what use do I want glory?

   My clan obviously need me more than an inexplicable invitation to battle.

  I don't even dare to imagine what terrible things the mad Magatha will do in the clan if I leave here for a while. The Bloodhoof clan is not as strong as it used to be, and we cannot afford to fail. "

   "I think you should go and respond to that invitation, Kane."

   Hamuul finally spoke out his persuasion.

   He drank the medicinal soup from the dry bowl and said seriously:

   "Don't refute me first, listen to my reasons."

   "Well, tell me, Hamuul, I've always been convinced of your wisdom."

  Kane also drank the medicinal soup in his hand and let out a soothing moan. He put down the bowl in his hand, picked up the tauren pipe next to him, put in his homemade tobacco, and leaned against the pillar of the tent.

   The shaman Hamuul in front of him coughed a few times and said:

   "You still remember that when Lao Chen was drinking with us, he described to us the outside world. There are two other continents besides Kalimdor.

There are other civilizations besides us and the night elves and centaurs, the seven human kingdoms, the three dwarves, the large and small troll tribes, the warlike green-skinned orcs, and some white-skinned elves who are good at magic. .

Old Chen also said that he had seen our distant relatives, those yak people, on the cold continent in the north, and we were very fascinated at that time. You also said that if there was no war between the Bloodhoof clan and the centaurs, if you were twenty years younger Years old, you will also travel around the outside world.

   Now is a good opportunity.

   That Odin called himself the Lord of War.

   He set a trial for all the best warriors in the world, he chose you, you should go there to see and chat with warriors of other races.

  The friendship of warriors is always pure, maybe in this exchange and discussion, you can find new friends for the Bloodhoof clan just like we met Lao Chen. "

   Hamuul said with emphasis:

   "In our current situation, it is impossible to seek answers from within. This war cannot be won by the Bloodhoof clan. We can only seek allies from outside.

  Those goblins are coveting our kodo graveyard, they say they can provide us with powerful weapons, and even find us mercenaries.

   If it wasn't for Magatha's strong opposition, you and I would have accepted the greedy demands of the goblins.

   Indeed, it is our ancestral land, our holy land, but if the Bloodhoof Tauren clan no longer exists, what is the use of holy land?

   Same thing, Kane.

  The goblins who can provide us with some food are not good allies, but they represent a possibility. If we could have a way to connect with the outside world, if we could have more allies

   Maybe our disadvantage can be turned around.

   This warrior's trial is a great opportunity, Kane.

  You are the chief, and you have the right to choose who we ally with. We had no chance to expand our influence before, but now your right comes in handy. "

"Um"

  Cairne Bloodhoof smoked his pipe and wagged his tail.

   He thought about it for several minutes, but had to admit that Hamuul's suggestion made his heart move.

  If that mysterious Odin chooses his warriors based on his own strength, then Kane can be sure that the warriors who can go to Odin's Sanctuary are definitely the most powerful people in the world.

   In terms of strength and combat skills, Kane is very confident.

  He is the chief of the tauren, and other powerful warriors must have a place commensurate with their strength in their respective civilizations. As long as they can make a friend, the plight of the Bloodhoof clan can be greatly improved.

   After seeing Kane's heartbeat, Hamuul said:

   "The second reason is more utilitarian, my brother.

  Old Chen also said that you are the most powerful warrior he has ever seen in the world. He said that there are no more than ten warriors like you in this world.

  If that Odin can silently implant spiritual illusions into a powerful warrior like you, it means that he is not an exaggeration to call himself a god.

   That is a god, Kane.

   may be an alien god.

   But he is God after all.

  Since it is a god, it has a mighty power that is proud of the mundane.

   Even if you can't make friends, if you can rely on your own strength, you can win the favor of the warlike **** and bring back the blessing of the king of war for our warriors.

That.

   What is a group of savage centaurs? "

   "This. Actually, Odin showed me the final prize of this trial in a dream."

  Kane let out a puff of smoke and whispered:

   "That is a holy shield derived from the mighty power of the stars, and it is said that it has the power to resist 'Twilight of the Gods'.

  If I can get it back and place it on Thunder Bluff in Mulgore, then the safety of our people will be guaranteed, and the warriors on the front lines will have no worries. "

   "Then go! Kane! You already have three reasons to go to that battle of the warriors."

  Hamuel said in a deep voice:

   "You don't have to worry about the clan's side for the time being. During your absence, I will try my best to suppress the restlessness of Magatha and her followers.

  When you return with victory, our clan, and even this land, will be reborn.

  You are not fighting for yourself, Kane, I know you are not a man of personal fame, but you can use your power to win a future for your clan.

   This is what a chief should really do. "

  Kane glanced at the back of his hand. On the back of his hand with only three fingers, there was a rune that only he could see flashing.

   That appeared after the first dream about the Sky Fortress.

   "But how do I get there?"

  Cairne Bloodhoof made up his mind, and said to Hamuul:

   "The continent that Odin showed me is far away in the center of the world's oceans. We tauren have always been bad at sailing, and those goblins are dying to ask for money, and all our goods must be exchanged for food."

   "I can take you there."

  Hamuel stretched out his hand and put it behind Kane's hand and said:

   "The shaman can open a portal to the places where the elements gather, we call it astral teleportation. But it's a one-way journey. After you pass, you have to find a way to get back."

   "I'll be back soon."

  Kane stood up and grabbed his runed spear, not wearing any armor.

The    Bloodhoof tribe is very poor, and his chieftain armor has long been sold to goblins for more supplies.

   "Bring your totem!"

  Hamuel reminded:

   "You are the chieftain of the Bloodhoof tauren after all.

  Kane, prove your prowess to them!

   Let the whole world see the power of tauren!

  We may not care who we ally with and who we work for, as long as we must preserve the faith of Mother Earth and preserve our ancient heritage. "

"Um."

  Kane picked up a totem pole as tall and heavy as him from the tent, put it behind his back, and held the rune halberd. In the elemental light transmitted by the astral world, he said to his best friend:

   "Wait for me right here, Hamuul, hold on to the clan, and wait for me to come back!"

   "I'll come back with hope, I swear!"

  PS:

  The remaining five chapters will be sent out tomorrow, because the recommendation slot is two days, try to fill it better, I hope everyone understands, and I wish everyone a happy new year.

   (end of this chapter)