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18. The Civil War of Trollbane

Pirates are an ancient profession.

Pirates were born when the world's creatures first stepped into the sea.

The world of Azeroth has a long history, and the profession of pirates was not invented by humans. Thousands of years ago, when the fleets of the Troll Empire roamed the world, they also "shared" their pirate culture with the entire world.

It is said that the original Zandalari pirates set out from the ancient Vol'dun Desert and plundered almost the entire world... But after the order of the civilized world was established, the descendants of the Zandalari Pirate King never did the same thing again.

What a great deed.

Currently, the most active place for pirates in the world is in the scorching South China Sea, which is where the world's golden waterways are located. The wealth flowing on the sea will naturally lead to bloody conflicts. This chaos on the sealine has further contributed to the prosperity of the pirate industry.

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The most powerful pirate group in the human world now is the pirate group called "Bloodsail". Their short-lived origins of just 10 years old have a lot to do with the country of the sea, Kul Tiras. This new but powerful pirate group is in the South China Sea.

They are notorious for their arrogance and lack of scruples. The several commercial towns established by the goblins on the two continents are regarded as warehouses filled with gold by the Bloodsail pirates.

After being bloodbathed several times, the goblin trade princes realized the seriousness of the problem, so under their secret instructions, the goblins developed their commercial network to the entire world. The goblins also began to plan their own pirate forces. Not only could they compete with

The Blood Sail Pirates can compete with each other and also easily attack their opponents' business activities. It's like killing two birds with one stone.

Among these small pirates supported by the goblins, the Blackwater Pirates have developed the fastest. This small group of pirates who originally only lived in the South China Sea, among the trade princes and rich men who obtained the Treasure Bay of Stranglethorn Vale

After Vegaz's capital injection, it developed into a behemoth in a few years. This fleet filled with scum of all races proclaimed itself the "Protector of Booty Bay."

But unfortunately, the golden age of the Blackwater Pirates ended very abruptly. After the death goblin Buddy Moore used evil means to control Booty Bay, the Blackwater Pirates cut off their source of funds and were also haunted by the ghosts of the undead.

The fleet was strangled repeatedly, and their mortal enemies, the Bloodsail Pirates, did not miss this opportunity and destroyed several Blackwater Pirates bases along the way in the South China Sea.

In short, after encountering a series of setbacks, the Blackwater Pirates have reached the brink of collapse.

And Captain Punch... This dark-skinned, strong and fierce tauren pirate is an anomaly among the top Blackwater Pirates. He is a compatriot of Karen Cape, the former chief captain of the Blackwater Pirates.

One of the first batch of warriors to follow Karen Cape out of the tauren gathering place. After Karen died in a vampire's assassination, Captain Punch gathered a group of sailors himself under the slogan of revenge for Karen.

The difference between Chongquan and other tauren is that decades of pirate career have made this honest tauren very cunning. He knows very well that noble slogans are meaningless to scum like pirates.

, he had to come up with real money to stabilize his subordinates, and just when Chongquan was worried about funds, he happened to hear the news that Stromgarde was besieged by the undead, which made Chongquan see a hint of crisis.

of "hope".

This is also one of the insignificant "legacies" that Cullen Cape left to Mr. Heavy Punch. A hundred years ago, when Cullen Cape first formed the Blackwater Pirates, the fledgling new pirate and the Trollbane family

There was a strange "friendship". For more than a hundred years, Karen Cape has never cut off contact with the Kingdom of Stromgard. The cunning old pirate saw this as a retreat. As Karen

The most trusted clan member, Mr. Heavy Fist, also knows about this.

But now, the wise Mr. Heavy Boxer regards it as a "step forward".

"Put down the gangway...forget it, just get on the ship's deck!"

Mr. Heavy Fist gave an order, and the pirate ships docked in Faldir Bay all lowered their heavy planks. The first batch of Stromgarde soldiers to land clenched their weapons and stepped onto the deck under the strange gazes of the pirates.

, and of course the "gifts" given to the pirates by His Majesty Galin.

"Bang"

The heavy box with a lock was easily opened by Mr. Heavy Fist. The light of gold and jewelry emanating from it made the pirates behind Mr. Heavy Fist immediately widen their eyes and even let out a strange sound.

cheer.

"hehe"

A trace of satisfaction flashed in the tauren captain's eyes. He grabbed the box and nodded to the goblin at his feet. He gave a playful look. Fisk, the goblin first mate, immediately understood that he was carrying a tauren with him.

The captain's guard, composed of humans and trolls, moved the heavy boxes into the cabin of the flagship, and then guarded them there.

Pirates don't talk about loyalty. If given the chance, these scum would not hesitate to abandon their captain with the gold and walk away. Therefore, the matter of dividing the gold has to wait until the end of the voyage, and the voyage

There will always be some unlucky ones who die in inexplicable accidents, and there will be fewer people to share the gold with after arriving at the destination, so all the pirates agree very much with the captain's request.

"I thought it would be Captain Cape."

King Garin looked around and said to Mr. Punch who came to greet him:

"When I was young, Mr. Cape gave me a gorgeous boat as a birthday gift. I have always regarded him as my most trusted friend."

"Brother Cullen has told me more than once that the Trollbane family is a trustworthy friend."

Mr. Heavy Fist was wearing his best clothes, with his long tail swinging constantly behind him. This tall tauren with a height of 3 meters stood in front of Garin, like a black hill. His "sincere"

Looking at His Majesty Galin, he said in a "sad" tone:

"But unfortunately, Brother Karen is already dead...died in the assassination of those Dark Blade Undead. He was unable to catch up with your coronation. This is his biggest regret."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Garin Trollbane is no longer the innocent young man he was a few years ago. He immediately heard what Mr. Heavy Fist meant from his words. He stretched out his hand and patted Mr. Heavy Fist's arm. He said calmly

Voice said:

"Then, the Dark Blade is our common enemy... After arriving in Kalimdor, Captain Punch, I hope that the Blackwater Pirates and the Kingdom of Stromgard can develop a more "deep" cooperation!"

Chongquan's eyes lit up, he nodded, and said with the honest and honest expression unique to the tauren:

"Of course! I am willing to abide by Brother Karen's last words... Also, just call me husband, Your Majesty."

Galin nodded silently. To be honest, he had nothing to say to a pirate leader. So after exchanging a few words, the king once again turned his attention to the back of Stromgarde, where, in a remote and secret place,

On the mountain road, Stromgard's last two legions, which were lined up in formation, were moving to Fadir Bay as quickly as possible, and then boarded the pirate ships staying on both sides of the bay.

Mr. Heavy Fist brought all his ships, a total of 33 ships, large and small. When fully loaded, he could transport these two legions and the stranded population of Stromgarde, nearly 27,000 people, at one time.

After the demonic disaster, Lothar transferred most of the troops stationed in the Arathi Highlands, and after the demons invaded Stromgarde, these were the last soldiers in the entire Stromgarde, and even in Stromgard.

The civilians of this country followed the civilians of the empire and moved to the hinterland of northern Xinjiang. This is something that makes Jialin extremely lucky. If there are still hundreds of thousands of civilians here, he really doesn't know what to do.

Already.

"I hope nothing more happens..."

His Majesty Galin rubbed his eyes tiredly. He had not had a good sleep for several days, and at the moment when his sigh fell, a deep voice suddenly sounded above the strait:

"Hey, Galin, my dear cousin... since when did you start hanging out with these dirty, smelly pirates?"

This familiar and teasing voice made Galin raise his head suddenly, and he saw the densely packed dark blade knights appearing on the side of the bay near the wetland, as well as the artillery protruding from the bay, and those hair-raising ones.

The numb black muzzle.

Under the protection of Keeshan, Danath Trollbane walked slowly to the edge of the strait. He looked down at Garin Trollbane below, his thin face full of ridicule.

"Do you think your strategy is very clever? Hiding the truth? You won't forget it, right? I am also a member of the Trollbane family. Do you think I don't know the story of Faldir Bay?"

"Thank you, my cousin."

Danas raised his hand, and the artillery behind him slowly turned its direction, aiming at the pirate ships docked in the bay. His cold voice resounded throughout the bay at this moment.

"Thank you for bringing together these rats who are dissatisfied with the Dark Blade's rule, and saving us the time to find their lair... Now, kneel down! I will only say this once!"

"This is a trap!"

When Mr. Heavy Fist saw the artillery on the bay, he immediately pulled out the battle ax from behind and glanced viciously at King Garin beside him. The young king gritted his teeth. He looked back and clenched the weapon, but

But the soldiers were very tired. After a moment, in the suffocating atmosphere, he took a step forward, looked at Danas, and shouted loudly:

"Cousin, I know that you and I are serving two camps now, but... for the sake of our common surname, let us handle this as an internal matter within the family..."

As the king spoke, he reached out and took off the cloak from behind. He drew out the long sword from his waist and shouted with the consciousness of a victim:

"If my death here can dissipate some of your anger, please kindly let them leave... This is my, Garin Trollbane's last plea."

"Oh? Such a profound realization?"

A trace of surprise flashed through Danas's gray eyes. He looked at Garin. In his memory, this young man was still a child who only gathered around him and begged him to tell stories about the battlefield. But in the blink of an eye,

He seemed to have grown up and become a truly responsible king, which made Danas feel a strange emotion in his heart.

After his resurrection as a dead man, such stirring emotions were rare.

"Okay, let's just... keep this a private matter."

Danas also reached out and took off the black cloak on his back, and took the double-edged battle ax handed over by Keeshan. He jumped down from the bay with a master's attitude, and at a height drop of nearly 30 meters,

It looked like he was going to land on the ground in front of Garin with precision and wind, and then have an intra-family duel with the young king.

But the moment Danas landed, he didn't seem to have grasped the angle well. The moment he landed, he staggered forward a few steps, and the tomahawk in his hand was thrown into the cold water while the sky was spinning.

, after two embarrassing swings, the Death Lord fell down facing the ground. When he moved his head and got up from the ground, Garin's long sword was already against his

on the neck.

"Cousin, you..."

"Oh, I knew this would be the result of not practicing martial arts for a long time..."

Danas raised his hands as if surrendering. He looked at Garin in front of him, a wizened smile appeared on his thin face, and he whispered:

"Good fight, boy...I lost."

After saying that, Danas raised his head and looked at Keeshan's wide-eyed eyes on the strait. He shouted loudly:

"I lost! Keishaan, don't fire! I don't want to die yet..."

Hearing Danas's cry, Keeshan suddenly grabbed the handle of the dark gold shotgun in his hand. He widened his eyes and stared at Danas who was "held hostage" by Garin below. He gritted his teeth and finally

, a few words came out of his mouth...

"Danas, you... lunatic!"

The scene before him did not require any explanation from Kishaun. Any death knight with a brain knew what Lord Danas was doing. Some veteran high-level death knights grabbed the firearms behind them without saying a word and pointed the guns directly at them.

They were right about Danas. In their eyes, Danas' behavior was nothing short of rebellion.

But at this moment, Keeshan's deep voice sounded on the front line:

"Put down your weapons...Knights, this is...this is the lord's order, and he will bear all the consequences!"

So, in this alternating time of dusk and night, under the "escort" of nearly a thousand high-level death knights, the last military force of the Kingdom of Stromgard safely embarked on the departing fleet.

Garin Trollbane stood on the flagship of the fleet. He looked sadly at the edge of the strait behind, where Danaus stood alone. He wanted to shout something, but in the end, he reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

, then raised his hand and waved vigorously towards his cousin, as if it was a final farewell. Behind him, the soldiers of Stromgard who had escaped from death were also standing on the deck.

A military way to pay tribute to the former guardian of Arathi.

"Honestly, do you really know what you're doing?"

When the Blackwater Pirates' fleet disappeared over the horizon, at the moment darkness fell, Keeshan's voice sounded behind Danas:

"You could have done it in a smarter way..."

"Stop talking."

Danas interrupted Keeshan's words. Amidst the sound of the tide, he closed his eyes and stretched out his hands towards Keeshan:

"Come on...I just made a choice, that's all."

"Click"

The heavy shackles rested on Danas's wrists. Keeshan looked at the death lord in front of him who was seeking his own death. Finally, he shook his head:

"Then just wait for Tyrion's sentencing. To be honest, Danas, I have begun to admire you. Even after death, you are still a real man."

Oh oh oh, it's Fadil Bay, not Difar... It's a typo, thank you brothers for pointing it out.


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