World of Warcraft Murloc City Guide

Chapter 352 Taurajo Camp

After receiving the letter from the female orc Black Thorn, Yang Yi felt that the trip would not go smoothly, but for the benefit of Backwater Village, he decided to go to Taurajo Camp.

"Mayor, let me go." The little fishman raised his hand in the empty wine barrel and jumped high so that he could be seen. "It would be dangerous to go to Camp Taurajo, and the mayor cannot go there in person."

"Nonsense. You are still a little fish-man. How can I let you go when you know there is danger? If Ratchet Town sends a little fish-man there, it will not be a joke." Yang Yi scolded.

"Wow..." The little fishman's empty wine barrel cried aggrievedly after being scolded by Yang Yi. "I, I'm worried about the mayor."

Slack couldn't bear to see the little murloc crying in the empty wine barrel. He went up and touched the big round head of the empty wine barrel and comforted: "We know you are worried, but this is not something you can do. You have to stay still." Take good care of the backwater village here and don't let the fishmen in the village be lazy while working. "

Silk looked at Yang Yi: "This time I went to Camp Taurajo because of the dispute over the Backwater Oasis. I have always been in charge of Backwater Village, and I know the situation here best. Let me go to Camp Taurajo on behalf of the lord."

"Slak, your level is not high. If something happens and you don't have the strength to resist, we can't let you go." Yang Yi said.

"If something happens to me, an empty wine barrel can replace me. If something happens to the lord, Ratchet Town will be over." Slack said.

Yang Yi was silent. He knew that at his level, he actually had no power to resist.

Seeing Yang Yi's silence, Silk continued: "With the strength of the orcs, if they don't want us murlocs to have an easy time, they don't need to be scheming at all. Going to the Taurajo camp this time may not be as dangerous as we thought."

Silk tried his best to prevent Yang Yi from going to the Taurajo camp, but Yang Yi finally agreed.

Slark is heading to Camp Taurajo.

Yang Yi held a banquet at the inn in Backwater Village, gave Slak a good meal, and then asked the goblin Deslic to ride Slak on a bat mount to fly to the Taurajo camp.

Before the bat mount took off, Yang Yi warned Slak: "When you arrive at the Taurajo camp, you must not mess around."

"Lord, don't worry, Slark will not embarrass Ratchet Town." Slark said.

"It doesn't matter whether you are embarrassed or not. Safety must come first this time. Especially the orc named Black Thorn, you must not be provoked by her words." Yang Yi said.

"Yes, Slark remembers what the lord said." Slark waved his hand.

The bat mount took off, carrying Slack to the southeast.

Taurajo Camp was built by the tauren and is located along the Golden Road south of the crossroads.

To get to Mogore from the Barrens, you must pass through Taurajo Camp, so merchants and travelers often stop here to rest, and there are also many adventurers active nearby.

The bat mount landed at the flying point of the camp. As soon as their feet landed on the ground, Slark and Deslik were surrounded by several tall tauren soldiers.

"I came here by invitation." Slark took out the letter, opened it and showed it to the tauren.

After seeing the letter, the tauren soldiers became more friendly. "Fishman, you're here early. Let's take a rest in the camp first."

The tauren soldiers took Slark away and arranged him in a small wooden house.

Two minotaurs holding giant sticks stood guard at the door of the cabin. They said they were resting here, but they were actually being guarded.

Slark stayed alone in the cabin, and even the goblin Deslik who came with him could not see him.

After five days like this, the tauren soldiers finally came and took him away.

Slark was taken outside a large animal skin tent in the center of Taurajo's camp. The tauren soldier pushed his back and pushed him inside.

Slack calmed himself down and quickly observed the situation inside.

He found a bonfire burning inside, and three colorful blankets were spread around the bonfire. There was a person sitting on each blanket, namely a tauren, an orc, and a goblin.

In addition, two of the same race stood behind the tauren and orcs.

There were seven people in total, five of whom Slack knew.

Slack recognized the leather-jacketed green goblin sitting on the blanket. This goblin's name is Rezlac. He has been to the Backwater Oasis before and is the supervisor in charge of oil extraction.

The two tauren standing there, the one with gray-black mane is Makaba Flathoof, the head of the tauren village in the Backwater Oasis. Next to him is his daughter Kaya.

There were two orcs standing, one was the female orc Blackthorn who was carrying a whirlwind ax, and the other was Legosa Deathgate who was carrying a spear.

Slark was startled to see Legosa Deathgate standing.

The tribal orcs in the Barrens have two major commanders, one is the leader of Thok at the Crossroads, and the other is Lieutenant General Legosa Deathgate. This orc lieutenant general is the commander-in-chief of the tribe's fight against the centaurs in the Barrens, and his status is very high.

But here, Legosa Deathgate could only stand.

So who is this orc sitting on the blanket? Is it the Sauk leader at the crossroads?

Slark looked at the sitting orc. This orc was wearing a simple armor, and his hair and beard were already white.

Slark did not participate in the operation to rescue the orc Thok in the quilboar camp, so he did not meet Thok, but he heard that the orc Thok was in his prime.

The orc sitting in front of him was already quite old, and it looked like he was definitely not Sok.

Who is this old orc, and why can even Lieutenant General Legosa Deathgate stand behind him?

Seeing Slark coming in, the first person to speak was the female orc Black Thorn.

"Where's the fishman mayor? He didn't have the guts to come, so he sent a little miscellaneous fish to make up the number." Black Thorn sarcastically asked.

Blackthorn had a past with the fish-man, so she held a grudge. Every time she saw the fish-man, she hated him with hatred.

Silk remembered Yang Yi's words and didn't want to have an affair with Black Thorn. So he ignored the blackthorn and walked directly to the bonfire.

"I'm Slark, Mayor Poseidon sent me here."

Slack said, taking out the letter.

Everyone just looked at Slack, and no one reached out to take the letter in his hand.

Slack didn't feel embarrassed either. He held up the letter and asked, "Mayor Poseidon sent me here after receiving your letter. Where is the location of Ratchet Town?"

These three blankets represent three forces, and it is obvious that the fishmen of Ratchet Town have no place.

Hearing this, Black Thorn sneered and said, "It's ridiculous, who would prepare a special place for a fish-man? You are a fish-man, just stand in the back."

"We in Ratchet Town are not affiliated with any of you, who do you want me to stand behind?" Slack said.

"Haha, that's something you have to consider yourself." Black Thorn smiled.

Slack was silent.

Except for Black Thorn, everyone present was silent at this time. They looked at Slack curiously, wanting to see how the fishman would behave next.

Slack was silent for a while, then suddenly took a few steps back and came to the door of the big tent.

Stopping at the door and turning to face outside the big tent, Slark raised his voice.

"Wow wow wow wow wow..."

To everyone's surprise, Slack suddenly shouted.

Murlocs have naturally loud voices, and the strange murloc screams made by Slark immediately alerted the people nearby.

The tauren soldiers stationed outside the big tent were startled, and the passing merchants and travelers were also alerted by the shouts.

In the big tent, everyone looked at him sideways.

This murloc sent by Ratchet Town actually acted like a fool even if they disagreed with each other.

Everyone came here to discuss matters, and everyone felt a headache when they encountered such a dishonest fishman.

Murlocs are indeed an uncivilized race.

Slark screamed wildly and had no intention of stopping. Instead, he started jumping up and down at the door of the big tent, and then he lay down on the ground and rolled around in full view of everyone.

This is too outrageous, no one has ever seen such a scene.

Many onlookers gradually gathered outside the big tent, all curious about what was going on inside.

As the host, the tauren couldn't sit still at first.

Jon Stareyes, the tauren leader of Camp Taurajo, stood up from his blanket and walked to the door.

"Fishman, come in." Jon said.

Slack didn't stop and continued to scream strangely.

"You're testing my patience, murloc." Jon said angrily. "I'll give you fishmen a place."

Slack then closed his mouth.

Finally cleared, Jon ordered the tauren soldiers outside to bring in a blanket.

After the tauren soldiers laid down the newly obtained patterned blanket, Slark followed Jon back to the campfire.

Seeing Slark sitting down on the blanket, Blackthorn, who could only stand, looked at him more and more displeased.

"It's really embarrassing." Blackthorn deliberately said sarcastically in a voice that Slark could hear.

Silk sat cross-legged and acted as if he didn't hear Black Thorn's words. He didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Blackthorn was furious after being ignored by Slak again. She shouted at Slak: "I want to see what qualifications you, a fish-man, have to sit here."

Blackthorn said and began to cast a spell, summoning two ghost wolves.

Each of these two ghost wolves were as strong as bulls, and their two pairs of wolf eyes exuded a murderous light. They stared at Slak as soon as they appeared.

After Blackthorn summoned the ghost wolf and saw that no one stopped her, she became even more wanton.

"Attack this murloc." Black Thorny pointed, "Go!"

The two ghost wolves received the order and pounced on Slack one after another.

Slark knew that Black Thorn had been upgraded to level 7 shaman during the last duel with Jagu, so he knew that he was no match for Black Thorn anyway.

Although Slak was frightened by the two huge ghost wolves that were attacking, his feet were trembling but he did not move a step and had no intention of avoiding them.

"Kill me!" Slark shouted.

Black Thorn became even more angry when he heard this.

The attacks of the ghost wolves always hit the vital point, and their target was Slark's neck.

Due to Slark's low level, the ghost wolf summoned by Black Thorn would bite off Slark's throat with just one bite, killing him.