"Your Majesty the Sand King. I am the chief of the Broken Spear Tribe, and I am Jokil."
On the deck of the ship "Sand Walker", Tonatiu looked at the six trolls in front of him. These six trolls were sent by Zakaze, and they were all arranged by Zuljin.
After some inquiries, Tonatiu discovered that they were actually the chiefs of some small troll tribes.
There are six in total, representing six small troll tribes.
Among them, the Broken Spear tribe is the largest. They live near the east coast of Kalimdor, which is what the Kaldorei call the Black Seashore.
This tribe has a troll population of nearly 50,000 to 60,000. It is the most populous tribe among the 6 chief tribes.
The remaining five chiefs, their tribes are all on some small islands in the sea, similar to the Darkspear tribe that will be driven to the sea in the future.
After interrogation, Tonatiu found out that the Broken Spear tribe did not include Jorgil.
The combined population of the other five chiefs' tribes is only about 30,000 trolls.
They are all troll tribes that are as small as possible. They can't even be called tribes. I guess they can only be called clans.
At this time, Woyamba, who had been standing next to him, suddenly said: "Excluding the sailors, our ship can just fit 30,000 trolls if we squeeze it together. However, we may have to lose some supplies.
It will also be quite crowded, so you need to look for supplies on the road.”
Tonatiu turned to look at him.
Voyamba shrugged: "Teacher Zul never does unnecessary things. He arranged for these chiefs to board your fleet, maybe because he wanted you to take them to Tanaris."
Tonatiu clenched his fist, it was really possible.
The small tribes of these five chiefs are all as small as possible.
And the island they live on is halfway on the route from Zandalar to Tanaris.
These small clans cannot even be called tribes. They are at most the size of a village, with only a few thousand trolls, and they all make a living by fishing.
Among the troll tribes that make a living by fishing, the more famous one is the Darkspear tribe.
But they are even more miserable than the Darkspear tribe. The Darkspear tribe will not become one of the important forces of the tribe in the future. It is safer for them to catch fish on the beach of Stranglethorn Valley than on the island.
On such a small island, a big tsunami could wipe out their entire clan.
Big tsunami...
Tonatiu suddenly understood.
A few decades later, wasn't there a huge tsunami near Zandalar?
Maybe
Tonatiu looked at the chiefs.
After thinking for a while, Tonatiu said directly: "I want to take you and your tribe to the Western Continent. I can't refuse!"
Among the five chiefs, one of the braver ones moved his lips.
At this time, the chief of the Broken Spear Tribe, Qiao Keer said: "Your Majesty the Sand King, the Broken Spear Tribe also wants to follow you and is willing to go to your troll kingdom."
"Oh?" Tonatiu looked at him.
The Broken Spear Tribe is willing to surrender, and Tonatiu certainly wants it.
If the Broken Spear Tribe, with a population of 50,000 to 60,000 people, can join him, it will have a greater effect than these little chiefs combined.
But firstly, the Broken Spear tribe is too far away, on the Black Coast. Secondly, the small tribe of several thousand trolls is easy to talk to, but the Broken Spear tribe of tens of thousands of trolls is difficult to win over due to the stubborn temper of the trolls.
Unexpectedly, Qiao Keer took the initiative to say that he wanted to surrender.
"Why?" Tonatiu heard. "The Broken Spear tribe is not a small tribe."
"Three days ago, I had the honor to meet the Prophet." Jokiel said respectfully. "I begged him to make a prophecy for the Broken Spear tribe."
"The Prophet promised me."
"Oh? Tell me, what is Zul's prophecy?" Tonatiu asked.
"Prophet Zul said: There are two roads before Shattered Spear! One leads to the oblivion of the masses, and the other leads to destruction. Doing nothing will lead to destruction. Migration will lead to the oblivion of the masses." Jokiel
Said very confusedly.
Zul, Zul, Zul again!
"It's up to you." Tonatiu felt a little tired, seeing Zul everywhere in front of him, that old guy with silver hair.
He decided to take a rest.
I still have a dull pain in my chest. Although I won't die, I will probably be in pain for a long time.
No matter how strong the recovery power of trolls is, it will still hurt when it should, which means that the pain time may be shorter than that of other races with poor recovery power.
The celebration started last night, and in the morning he was assassinated and Rastakhan fell...
Tonatiu couldn't rest.
He's going to rest for a while.
"Woyamba, arrange a place for me to rest."
"Arcas, Kezira, you guard."
Wake up.
The fleet has left Zandalar.
Tonatiu walked out of the cabin.
Looking up at the countless stars that are eclipsed by the light of Elune, only the blue child can struggle.
The sea breeze was biting and blowing on his face, making him feel cool.
"Your Majesty," Arcas called softly.
"How long has the boat been sailing?"
"After you went to bed, the fleet set off." Arcas said respectfully. "It is midnight now. In a while, Tona will take Tiu's place in the sky."
Tonatiu nodded.
Suddenly, his excellent eyesight made him notice a small figure standing on the captain's observation deck on the bow deck.
Sarah Proudmoore.
Tonatiu walked over curiously. There were some Zandalari sailors on duty around the deck. When they saw him, they saluted him.
Tonatiu responded with the Zandalari naval etiquette he had just learned.
"What are you doing up so late? Miss Proudmoore."
"Eh?! Oh, Mr. Azteca." Sara was stunned for a moment by the appearance of Tonatiu. "Your captain is so irresponsible. At night, he actually skipped duty and went to sleep!"
Woyamba?
Recalling the way Zul was the captain and led the fleet in the game. Although Tonatiu didn't understand Woyamba's specific methods, he also guessed that it might have something to do with the prophet or prophecy.
"Maybe he has his own way." Tonatiu said with a smile.
"How about it? Is there any difference between a troll's ship and a human's ship?"
"Actually, there is no fundamental difference between the two sides except for their operating habits." Sarah said generously. "Kul Tiras has existed for thousands of years, and Zandalari's ships may have existed even longer. After such a long time,
, in fact, it is difficult to maintain secrets and lead in technology.”
"Except for operating habits and appearance, the ships on both sides are essentially the same." Sarah was talking about her understanding.
suddenly.
Tonatiu saw Woyamba emerging from the cabin on the deck below.
"The irresponsible captain woke up. Maybe he knew that the captain found out that he was not working and was worried about punishment!" Sara mocked.
"A princess doesn't have to worry about humans." Woyamba smiled calmly. "Trolls have the way of sailing ships."
"Conducting in a dream?"
"That's the troll way too."
It seems that she and Woyamba have different opinions on how to drive the fleet.
Looking at Sara's bright and beautiful face in the moonlight, I don't want to live a life where only the troll woman can look at her.
But Tonatiu knew the time had come for her to leave.
She can't be allowed to take hundreds of humans to Tanaris.
With Tonatiu's mind and the ignorance of the sand trolls, they might not mind the existence of hundreds of humans. The desert trolls can even accept goblins, let alone hundreds of humans of the same race as their mistress.
.
But humans may not think so. In the human world, trolls have always been synonymous with barbarism and cruelty.
Kul Tiras and Zandalari have close communication, so it might be a little better. Ordinary humans' attitude towards trolls is definitely not much better.
That's what he was thinking.
suddenly.
Woyamba knocked on the ship's plank.
"Your Majesty, look." Zul's student pointed ahead. There was a dark island there, which looked not small from its dark outline.
"An island?"
"Yes."
When Tonatiu saw Sarah Proudmoore, he immediately took out a leather drawing, which seemed to be a nautical chart, and quickly searched on it.
"Hmm... It's about 800 nautical miles west of Zandalar. It should be the positions 123.963 and 689.369. Found it. The name of this island is Blood Terror Island!" Sarah shouted.
"It is recorded in the sea chart of Kul Tiras! This is an island occupied by Nagas and Murlocs! Although the island has abundant fresh water resources and good mineral resources, there are too many Murlocs and Nagas.
, it is not suitable for temporary anchoring there. When the number of people and ships is relatively small, it is best not to even get close!"
Tonatiu took a look at the chart she regarded as a treasure and found that it was a map marked with various data and names.
They were all words in the common language of mankind. He could barely recognize them individually, but he couldn't understand them all together.
His current human lingua franca is roughly equivalent to the understanding of English by a high school sophomore with average grades.
He couldn't understand it at all, shrugged and said: "Woyamba, you specifically mentioned it. And when you wake up at this time, you should have something to say?"
"Yes. Your Majesty, you are a wise king." Woyamba said respectfully.
"My prophecy originally told me that the fleet would be safe and sound before sunrise tomorrow. But just now in my sleep, I dreamed that there was a mass of blood in front of me. So I woke up, and our fleet just arrived at this famous place.
near the island.”
Tonatiu nodded, "Then what do you think we should do? Avoid it, or go and have a look?"
"Go over and take a look? Are you kidding! That's Naga's island!"
"Although these monsters usually stay in the sea, when they want to hatch their eggs, they must go to the sea! These islands are where they hatch their eggs, and their powerful armies are often stationed there!" Sarah shouted
.
"Naga wants to hatch eggs on land?" Tonatiu asked curiously.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Woyamba explained for him. "Although Nagas live in the sea, their eggs must be on the water if they want to rot. The cold seabed will prevent their eggs from giving birth to babies.
Nagas must be exposed to sunlight in order for them to be born."
"Of course. These are all ordinary Naga tribes. My teacher said that powerful Nagas or Nagas directly subordinate to the queen do not need to be so troublesome."
Tonatiu nodded, desert trolls do not have this kind of knowledge about the ocean.
Modera may know.
She wouldn't talk about this with Tonatiu so leisurely.
Nagas, like sea turtles, live in the sea and lay eggs on the beach!
Learned a lot!
It's really sad for the upper elves that after turning into Nagas, they actually lived such a primitive life.
This degenerate person is even more pathetic than a troll!
Wait, if you put it this way, Queen Azshara should also be able to lay eggs... right?
Looking at the island getting closer and closer in the distance, Tonatiu could see that it was very big.
Although he really wanted to see what Naga's eggs looked like, he decided to let the fleet avoid this Naga island based on the idea that one more thing is worse than one less thing.
If you want to see Naga, just let your fishman brother conquer some Naga tribes in the future.
"Avoid them." Tonatiu said to Woyamba. "Our main task now is to go back to Tanaris and help several chiefs migrate their tribes. It is better to do less than to do more."
"Your will is my direction." Woyamba said respectfully.
"The right choice." Sarah also said. "Although I hate these monsters, they are also one of the culprits in this accident. But reason tells me that we'd better stay away from this island."
"The territory of the Bloody Nagas on the Bloody Island. The Bloody Nagas are the overlords near this sea area. They are numerous, savage and cruel. I don't know how many human ships have been broken down here."
"Thank you for telling me, Princess of Proudmoore," Tonatiu said.
"Wait a minute." Woyamba suddenly shouted.
"Maybe we want to avoid them."
"But they may not think so."
He pointed to the distance. There were some small whirlpools on the sea, heading towards Tonatiu's fleet.
