When Tonatiu was walking around the perimeter of Dezla Post, several trolls, goblins and humans were staring and observing him in the sand of the mountains in the distance.
"This is the chief of the Sandblood tribe!" A deserter pointed at Tonatiu and said.
Tonatiu's appearance is also easy to identify. He has no fangs and is tall and strong. He is the only troll in Azeroth who looks like this now.
"Kill him. The reward is five thousand gold coins, or equivalent goods!" A desert troll whispered to other trolls and goblins beside him.
Assassinations and murders have never stopped since the emergence of war in Azeroth.
The more famous ones include Future Garona's assassination of King Llane, Lothar and Khadgar's assassination of Medivh.
Assassins and rogues have always been active on the historical stage of Azeroth, and the Uncrowned even have their own organization and master.
Among them, two organizations, Ravenholdt and Syndicate, are accompanying players in their leveling career.
There is Ravenholdt now, but the Syndicate has not yet appeared.
The Syndicate is a restoration force composed of the remnants of the nobles after the fall of the Kingdom of Alterac. The Kingdom of Alterac is still there, and of course there are no Syndicate thieves.
Hearing what this desert troll said, the assassins hiding in the sand all breathed rapidly when they heard this.
Goblins die for wealth, birds die for food.
The reward of five thousand gold coins is enough to make them work hard!
only……
Several assassin organizations composed of goblins, trolls, and humans looked at each other, and a goblin lowered his voice and said:
"Hey! Man! It's not that we can't trust you. But this is a life-saving job. You have to show us the money, right?"
After hearing this, the desert troll showed a ferocious smile, threw a package to them, and said: "Here are 2,000 gold coins! After the mission is completed, I will send someone to deliver the remaining 3,000 gold coins to you.
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The goblin assassin couldn't wait to open the package and saw that it was indeed a pile of shining gold coins. He immediately said: "Man! No matter if they accept it or not! I will accept this deal!"
"That troll will never survive today!"
A desert troll, although he was taller and stronger, didn't even have a guard around him.
How can we be the opponents of adventurers like them who often do this kind of thing?
What's more, the leader of the goblins also brought a big killer weapon!
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After inspecting the area, he thought about areas for improvement. Tonatiu prepared to return to Zaun Fortress and wait for the arrival of new troops.
Today in Zutona, everything is gradually going according to plan and on track.
It's not just Dezla Post here that's taking shape.
The construction and expansion of Zaun Fortress are also gradually progressing.
Just the day before yesterday, he and the Zandalari envoys set out for Zaun Fortress together.
There are also two thousand troll soldiers at the gate of Zutona, equipped with corresponding dinosaur mounts, dinosaur camels and a large amount of supplies.
They will be the builders and soldiers of the next two new troll camps.
Tonatiu's plan was simple.
He planned to build a troll camp based on endless spring water every few hundred kilometers starting from Zaun Fortress.
These camps will become oases one by one, becoming pearls in the desert, connecting Zaun Fortress and the coastline of Tanaris, and bordering Fizz Tidehunter's Murloc Kingdom.
Eventually it became an alternative "Silk Road" in the desert.
Tonatiu wants to build a new troll city, the Coastal City, on the coast of Tanaris.
The Troll Camp links Zaun Fortress and Zutona, forming the "Silk Road" of Un'Goro Crater and Tanaris.
Zutona is almost perfect as a rear area. The only drawback is that it is too far away from the civilized world and the transportation cost is very high.
Originally, Tonatiu wanted to solve the transportation problem in Zutona through cooperation with the goblins, and let the goblins become Zutona's trading partners.
But the trip to Gadgetzan woke him up.
He found that the goblins were really not suitable as partners.
The goblins of Gadgetzan attempt to control Zultona's trade channels, and also want to benefit from the dispute between Zultona and Zul'Farrak.
Tonatiu might as well build another city outside of Gadgetzan!
Dezra Post and the other new camps that followed were preparations for his plan.
He has a total of twelve [Endless Springs], and his plan is to build twelve oasis camps starting from Zaun Fortress and reaching the coastline.
The future of unified Tanaris.
These camps can be transformed into troll gathering places and cities on the outskirts of Zutona.
By then, relying on the power of the system, it will be possible to gradually turn the desert into an oasis and transform the climate of the desert.
This is not just wishful thinking on his part.
But in Azeroth, such a thing is not difficult.
The Cenarion Circle and the yet-to-be-established Earthen Ring are good at this.
If Zutona turns the desert into an oasis and a forest, without doing anything else, his reputation in these two neutral organizations will definitely be as green as possible.
Just as he was thinking about these things, Tonatiu suddenly stopped, turned around suddenly, and stared into the distance with his eyes like an eagle.
His eyesight is now infinitely close to the limit of the troll race.
If conditions permit and the field of vision is wide, he can even clearly see every wrinkle on the skin of a dinosaur thousands of meters away.
But he discovered something unusual.
But a warning popped up automatically in the retina: [Hostile attack detected! Located 3450 meters southwest of the host!]
There is an assassin!
Tonatiu made a decisive move.
puff!
The air seemed to be torn apart, and a muffled sound shook the entire space.
Bang!
A round object that even Tonatiu felt was dangerous shot towards him at an almost unimaginable speed.
boom!
The place where Tonatiu originally stood was hit by a cannon and a big crater was made.
"I'm going to nmd!" Tonatiu screamed strangely, even in his true native language.
His scalp was numb.
Because the weapon that attacked him just now was actually a cannonball!
He had heard of assassinations using bows and arrows, poisonous arrows, daggers and even muskets. The first time he encountered an assassination, it was actually a tmd cannon!
He stared at the pile of sand in the distance and saw several figures shaking.
The trolls in the camp heard the noise and were roaring out. But Tonatiu was worried that they might not be able to withstand the bombardment.
He gently put his hand on his waist, held Xal'atath in his hand, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Goblin!"
He did not expect that there would be a battle when he went out this time, and he did not bring out the conquerors of the nations.
The only one at hand was Miss Gushen who was smiling strangely: "Assassination, oh! I have done this kind of thing the most before!"
Tonatiu ignored her.
He was thinking quickly.
At this time in Azeroth, there were only three races with artillery, gnomes, goblins and dwarves.
There is no reason for dwarves and gnomes to go into the desert, and the nearest city is the goblin city.
Tonatiu gritted his teeth and stared into the distance.
He knew that it might not be Gadgetzan who wanted to deal with him, but these assassins must be from Gadgetzan.
I want to know the person behind it.
Only catch them.
As soon as he thought of this, he immediately started taking action.
The body of the fifteenth-level warrior burst out with powerful physical energy in an instant.
Like a phantom, he quickly took more than ten steps and disappeared into a pile of sand.
boom!
Another bomb hit the place where he was hiding. From behind, his followers were rushing towards him...
