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"No problem! You are an expert in naval warfare, and my men and I are completely at your command."

Seeing that the cooperation was reached and finally able to leave this place where nothing shit happens, Zhang Cheng immediately expressed great kindness.

For the next hour or so, the two discussed the navigation route and the number of transport ships.

After all, these are more than 800 ogres with a terrifying appetite. We must ensure that their stomachs are filled during the long-term voyage, otherwise they will kill and eat anything they can eat, including the sailors of the Bloodsail Pirates...

Chapter 6 and One: The Trolls of Stranglethorn Vale

Plenty of sunshine, white sandy beaches, dense tropical jungles, trolls with painted faces, and all kinds of strange animals...

Since crossing the endless sea, the old Phil has brought the fleet to the warm and humid tropical waters of Stranglethorn Vale through his skillful sailing skills. Even through the clear sea water, he can still see the colorful fish below, and several Adults are bundled together and still have huge clams.

Feeling the salty sea breeze blowing in front of him, the old and vigorous fleet commander suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Did you know? Stranglethorn Vale is actually a very interesting place. Especially those jungle trolls, still retain A very savage tradition of cannibalism, I used to dump disobedient crew members onto troll-infested shores and watch them be killed, dismembered, cooked and eaten in large tong pots."

"In Stranglethorn Valley, are there many such people-eating troll tribes?" Zhang Cheng rubbed his chin and asked with great interest.

"There are too many to count! In fact, whether it is the alliance that has established a stronghold in the north, the tribe that has established a stronghold in the southwest, or the goblins in Booty Bay, all of them together are no match for the trolls. A fraction of the amount. To be precise, the troll is the real owner of this land." Old Phil gave the answer with emotion.

Although Azeroth's daily life is eating, sleeping, and fighting trolls, no one can deny that trolls occupy an important position in this world, and their number is several times greater than that of humans.

Of course, most of these trolls have not condensed into a single force, or have established a powerful country and civilization, and still maintain the primitive and backward tribal system, otherwise, who would dare to bully a group of super regenerative physiques casually? , and can also activate the powerful warrior with the violent power in his blood in the battle.

After all, even the magical kingdom established by the high elves—Quel'Thalas—relyed on forming an alliance with humans to barely repel the jungle trolls.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng suddenly realized that trolls are actually the race with the most war potential on this planet, and immediately asked, "How many trolls do you think there are in Stranglethorn Valley?"

"20? 30? Maybe more! Why do you ask this?" Old Phil shrugged.

"No, it's nothing, I'm just a little curious. Don't you think it's strange? The trolls are clearly powerful enough to expel all outsiders, but why didn't they do so?" A strange light flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes, Immediately start changing the subject.

"No, it's nothing to be surprised about. You have to understand that trolls are also divided into many tribes, and they also have a lot of conflicts and hatred among them. Just as far as I know, there are three or four tribes that often break out wars and conflicts. Some Sometimes you are more vicious to your own people than outsiders. I occasionally go to the northern coast to hire some blood cap trolls to replenish the lost manpower, and I have heard a lot about the terrible traditions among the trolls. Trust me, you will never want to knew."

After all, the old Phil teased the pet parrot on his shoulder, and shouted loudly: "Full left rudder! Taking advantage of the favorable wind, we will try to reach the east side of Booty Bay before nightfall today. I promise, as long as you Do that, and everyone's going to get a big glass of good rum tonight!"

"Rum without water? A big glass! By the light! This is the best news I have heard since I went to sea!" A sailor who was cleaning the deck stood up and cheered loudly.

"Oh my God! The old captain who has always been stingy is willing to give us plain rum? You know, this is the treatment that can only be enjoyed before the war!" Another sailor who looked not young also booed.

"Hahahaha! Captain! This guy speaks ill of you! I suggest hanging him up in the sun for a long time!"

"That's right! Better whip some more!"

……

Many sailors began to cheer and applaud because of this sudden good news.

There is no doubt that sailing is a very boring thing, so boring that you need to keep looking for things to do in order to prevent the fear in your heart from spreading.

You must know that even on the earth, sailors will be frightened by legends about sea monsters, curses, ghosts, etc. when sailing on the sea in the age of sails, and serious riots may also be caused.

And what about Azeroth?

This is an out-and-out magical world. All kinds of giant sea monsters, Naga, and murlocs are not just legends, but real things, not to mention that there is an ancient god in the deep sea—Enzo s.

It can be said that sailing in such an environment is dozens or hundreds of times more dangerous than that of the contemporary Earth.

Although the Bloodsail Pirates are a group of villains who do all kinds of evil, they have to admit that they do have courage, perseverance and perseverance that ordinary people cannot match.

Listening to the excited human sailors singing the ancient songs of the Kingdom of Kul Tiras, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sighed with a smile: "It's really a group of interesting guys, isn't it?"

"Hmph! Interesting? Is that how you describe the prey you play with on your palm?" A beautiful woman with long black hair next to her sneered.

She is none other than the black dragon princess in human form—Onyxia.

As she has been imprisoned and abused for a long time, her eyes are full of anger and hatred. If she is not wearing two bracelets engraved with imprisonment runes, she will definitely turn into a dragon form and burn the entire ship to ashes. .

"Hehe! Don't be so cynical! Maybe you forgot what I said before, anger and hatred can't solve any problems, they will only weaken your wisdom and judgment. If I were you, I would honestly cooperate with everyone. An experiment, even selling one's own beauty and soul, in exchange for any chance of escape." Zhang Cheng raised his hand unscrupulously to caress the smooth chin and cheeks of the other party.

"You want me to give up my self-esteem and pride, and crawl in front of you like a dog, at your disposal? Dreaming!" Onyxia glared fiercely.

Although the current posture gave her a strong sense of humiliation, she did not make too drastic moves.

the reason is simple!

These days, she has tried to resist too many times, and she has also received countless punishments from the body to the soul, and the most terrifying time was almost unconsciousness caused by pain.

Through these, the Black Dragon Princess has clearly realized that this seemingly harmless young human in front of her is actually a guy more terrifying than the demon of the Burning Legion, a monster that truly embraces darkness from thought to heart, just like her own Father Neltharion.

The only difference is that one of them is completely crazy and longs to destroy the entire world, while the other retains a terrifying sense of reason, only cares about what he wants, and doesn't care whether the world will be destroyed...

Chapter 6 Attack Plan

The night of Stranglethorn Valley is very beautiful, especially when coupled with the bright moonlight and the sound of crashing waves, it is simply a kind of enjoyment.

After briefly cleaning up the murlocs and naga on the surrounding beaches, the Bloodsail Pirates began to camp in a fairly dry place, some of them stayed in place to collect wood to light the bonfire, and the other went into the jungle to hunt animals for their own Mouth for a change.

After all, except for the ogre, most ordinary sailors with normal taste buds are most eager to eat some fresh meat, vegetables, and fruits after eating rusk, sausage, bacon, and fish for several weeks.

Fortunately, Stranglethorn Vale, being a tropical rainforest, has no shortage of these things.

In about two hours, the hunting team returned to the camp with a large number of prey, including common herbivores and large birds, as well as predators such as tigers, leopards, and Velociraptors, plus a large number of prey caught on the beach. Crab, dinner can be described as quite rich.

In addition, there are some strangely shaped fruits that can provide a lot of vitamins and fruit acids for people who have gone through long sea voyages.

Of course, you can't expect rough sailors to cook any fancy meals, which are basically either stewed in a pot or grilled on a rack.

In about half an hour, a large pot of steaming stew was carried to the front of the largest campfire.

Old Phil picked up a spoon and filled a bowl and handed it to Zhang Cheng: "Try it! The authentic jungle hodgepodge! This is a delicacy that can only be eaten in Stranglethorn Valley."

The latter took a small bite, and soon a strange expression appeared on his face: "You actually put fruit in it?"

"That's right! This is the exclusive secret recipe of the Stranglethorn Vale Expeditionary Force. When we were members of the alliance, we learned it from a corporal. It's really delicious." As he said, the old Phil also pretended to be a big one. Bowl, very enjoyable to eat.

Not far behind him, more than 800 hungry ogres could no longer bear the desire for food in their hearts, and they scuffled into a ball, vying for the first place to eat.

For the ogre, this is almost a traditional repertoire, which is performed almost once or twice a day. The pirates have long been familiar with it, and some people even bet on who can grab the first pot of stew.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Cheng shook his head helplessly, put aside the so-called "true delicacy" in his hand, and picked up a skewer of barbecued meat with his backhand.

Obviously, this typical Western method of putting fruit and meat together has whetted his appetite, and it is a great face not to spit it out and throw it away on the spot, and he will never touch a second bite.

Old Phil undoubtedly noticed this, and asked with a big smile, "Why, you don't like jungle hodgepodge?"

"Yes! Do you know which two foods I hate the most? The first is to add all kinds of sweet and sour fruits to meat dishes, and the taste makes me feel sick, and the second is to sprinkle lemon juice on fish." Zhang Cheng gave a straightforward answer in the affirmative.

Due to the divine nature, eating is no longer a daily energy intake for him, so eating has completely become a kind of interest and enjoyment.