"It's done. The Steamwheedle Consortium is willing to provide a batch of old weapons and armor to your tribe for free. They will also be responsible for all the supplies of the Bloodhoof clan during the Centaur War.

My old cow, you no longer have to grovel to those druids for help."

When Blake returned to the Naqfar, the ghost ship immediately set sail, diving into the deep sea and speeding towards the southern bay of the great desert, almost taking off from the bottom of the sea.

On the deck, Blake moved his shoulders and said to the old cow next to him amidst the roars of the shieldmaidens gathering:

"My people have received warriors from the Warsong Clan and are on their way to Kalimdor. The Highmountain Clan has also prepared the Holy Hammer to expel the Earth Princess.

After fighting that damn war, you can confidently go to Moonglade to seek an explanation from the King of the Forest."

"Thank you for everything you've done for Bloodhoof, Black."

Lao Niu waved his tail and thanked him sincerely:

"I really don't know how to repay your generous help."

"Well, as long as you don't look at me like a scumbag in the future, I'll be fine."

The stinky pirate made a joke, which made the old cow laugh.

Indeed, for a while, Kane felt that Black was simply a bad guy, a complete combination of all the malice and cunning in the world.

But people change.

Especially when a person does things with a strong purpose, he can easily be infected by something.

Positions are always based on something under the butt... Now Kane still thinks that Black is a bad guy, but this bad guy is on his side, so this kind of evil is not unacceptable.

"There's something I want to tell you."

Black shook the flagon in his hand and said to Cairne Bloodhoof:

"The goblins hope that after the tauren defeat the centaurs, they will migrate to the east coast of the Barrens, build a city and a neutral port on the red earth peninsula, and commercially open up the connection between northern and central Kalimdor.

The influence of the Golden Route extends to the interior of this continent.

The vitality of that place in Desolation has been drained too much by the Earth Princess.

It will not be able to come back to life for at least thirty years, and that's despite the druids trying their best to save it.

Without the threat of centaurs, the Bloodhoof clan can completely leave a few symbolic people there to guard the ancestral land. Your old, weak, women and children are all on the golden plains of Mogore.

But the area of ​​the plain is too small. Even for the sparsely populated Bloodhoof clan, it is not enough to supply your entire clan. You must find another place to build a city.

The Red Earth Peninsula is very suitable.”

"It's really a good place there."

Cairn Bloodhoof thought for a moment and said:

"Our ancestors went there when they traveled through the continent of Kalimdor. It is a combination of swamp and wasteland. The products are not rich. The only advantage is that it is close to the sea.

It would be great to build a port there.

But we tauren are not good at sailing, let alone doing business."

"I didn't let you do business. My small business cannot stand up to you honest people."

Black patted Kane on the shoulder and said:

"You are only responsible for building the city and protecting it. I have professional subordinates who will personally take charge there. After the port is built, I will give you 10% of the annual profits.

According to my estimation, if you save enough money for ten years, it will be enough for the whole Bloodhoof clan to live leisurely for several lifetimes lying on endless sweet potatoes.

Your numbers are really too small, and it's too easy to support them.

If you think people will die in the war, invite Grom's Warsong clan to go there with you. The world of Draenor also has oceans, and the orcs can also sail.

They have just been so busy destroying that they have forgotten this skill.

But if you adopt my suggestion, you will have to face the attacks of wild boar and returning pirates in the Barrens. With your thinking, it is difficult to understand what it means to have a neutral port in that place.

But the tauren's influence will spread throughout the world through the port that will surely prosper.

And in the future, when my goal of completely connecting the North Sea and South China Sea routes and creating a commercial route around Azeroth is achieved, all civilizations in the world will be completely connected through such a route.

No one can remain isolated.

Everyone will realize that they belong to the same world..."

Blake smiled contentedly and said:

"Everyone will be shrouded in the same shadow and live in the same fear. Dai Lin's dream of conquering the sea is nothing more than that. The sea is just my tool.

And what I want to conquer...

It’s the whole world!”

These bold words that had never been spoken before made the old cow next to him widen his eyes. After a few seconds, Kane stared at his cow eyes and said hummingly:

"I didn't understand it, but I was shocked."

"I'm not telling you this either."

Blake rolled his eyes and said:

"I'm talking to the sea. I hope it won't teach me a lesson because I use it as a tool. Well, Sunset Cape is right in front of us and we will arrive in thirty minutes at most.

If you really want to thank me, you can discuss my thoughts with your think tank Hamuul after you go back. That smart brown cow should be able to understand my thoughts.

Also, don’t be lenient when you fight the Bloodsail Pirates later, there are only a few of us, and I don’t want those scourges to escape.”

The smelly pirate stroked Salamani on his waist and said:

"Every bad bastard in this world deserves a second chance, and I'm not that cold-blooded, but only those guys who are involved with the ancient gods...

They are dead today.

This is my tribute to Lady Elune.

Only in this way can she know that her attention to me is not a waste of time."

Cairn Bloodhoof nodded.

There was also a cold killing intent in Lao Niu's eyes, not because he was tamed by Black, but because he had heard stories about the ancient gods from other people.

He has never faced that kind of evil.

But he believes that something that can be hated by everyone is definitely not a good thing...well, except Black Shaw.

The pirates didn't know the slander in Lao Niu's heart.

He turned back on the deck and looked at the five orcs who were still bandaged. Looking at the five of them with great interest, Black shook his head.

But soon, the pirate saw his long-lost ship's doctor.

He stepped forward quickly and said to the black-robed ship doctor who had become increasingly silent and low-key recently:

"Where did you go? I thought I lost you somewhere."

"Isn't this normal?"

Ms. Natalie showed a royal smile under the black hood that covered half of her face. She covered her mouth and said with a chuckle:

"A handsome young man has found his spiritual home and gained two beautiful and passionate lovers. How can he remember an old woman like me?"

"Don't be kidding."

Blake said seriously:

"If you were fifteen years younger, believe me, I would have chained you on the first day you boarded the ship, so that you would not have the pleasure of escaping from the dark prison of the evil pirate.

You know, an evil person like me loves nothing more than to desecrate the holy."

"Well, it seems that I have to quickly write to my young and beautiful nuns who are full of ideas of redemption, warning them that the evil pirates have made them targets for violence.

Especially a beautiful and innocent girl like Patrick, I think she must be in line with your taste."

Natalie laughed, but seemed to feel that her posture was not in line with the stability a clergy should have, so she coughed a few times and explained in a more solemn voice:

"I have been studying the Sacred Eye and the Eye of Shadow during this period. Thanks to the little star, I may complete the production of the Holy Wand of Blessing in the near future.

Maybe you can give me a suggestion.

In addition, Xal'atath's condition is very bad. You don't have to tell me that I feel it. She has never been so weak, and she is even close to death in the void...

You can choose to release her and return to her hometown to enjoy eternal peace.

Or, you can choose to save her."

"She almost drove me insane!"

Blake said in a hateful tone:

"Do you think I would be so merciful and let her go? She can't even think about it! Her trial is not over yet, and I am her warden! I said she must stay and continue to suffer, so she can't even think about running away."

"You want to save her?"

There was a hint of surprise in Natalie's tone, and then she asked suspiciously:

"Is life in Xal'atath so good? Is one night of love enough to make you abandon your reason?"

"I think you urgently need to be brainwashed by the Holy Light, my filthy ship's doctor!"
To be continued...