This is the hometown of the Sheep-hoofed People, and also the place where they hold various carnivals, celebrations and banquets.

However, all of these seemingly ordinary activities are usually filled with filth, fighting, death, indulgence and violence under the control of local rulers.

Especially in those warm caves and springs filled with geothermal steam, secret ceremonies are often held with as few as a dozen people and as many as dozens or even hundreds of people.

No one except the participants knew what really happened inside.

The only thing that is certain is that several people will die during the ritual, and that some time afterwards women will become pregnant on a large scale and give birth to large numbers of babies at about the same time.

Because the Sheep-hoof people's living habits are so chaotic and they have no moral integrity, they basically have no concept of family, and the relationship between men and women is even more chaotic.

It is difficult to say whether this is an innate nature or the influence of society and culture.

But it is certain that in the eyes of the residents of most towns and villages on the plane of Theros, the satyrs mean sex, crime, and endless trouble.

Born and raised in such a place, Xenagos was naturally accustomed to unrestrained enjoyment and indulgence.

In fact, his spark as a planeswalker was ignited during a group revelry involving hundreds of people.

The reason is not like that of other planeswalkers, who either suddenly awaken in extremely dangerous situations, or sense the existence of the spark through methods such as meditation, and then stimulate it bit by bit.

Just the opposite.

This guy was doing some healthy group sex with several naked women at the time, and happened to reach the pinnacle of physical pleasure. As a result, sparks suddenly and without warning burst into a dazzling light in this almost ironic and joking situation.

To be honest, it is unlikely that there is no other planeswalker who ignites sparks in this way even if you search the entire multiverse.

This means that the characteristics of his spark are vastly different from those of other planeswalkers in terms of ability.

Especially in the enhancement of mental magic, he is not inferior to Jace Beleren at all.

The only difference is that the latter focuses on "quality" while Xenagos focuses on "quantity".

To put it in a more understandable way, Jace's mental magic is more like strengthening a single target, while Xenagos's is strengthening a group.

The Minotaur armies under his command were created by Petros, a celestial craftsman from the time and space of Theros.

This poor guy had no power to fight back when facing the Planeswalker. He was mind-controlled in an instant and turned into the opponent's servant.

The biggest characteristic of that group of minotaurs is that they have no independent consciousness and are very easy to be controlled.

Xenagos used the power of his own spark to easily make every minotaur obey his orders.

At the same time, they are not as dull, stupid, and clumsy as non-intelligent constructs and undead creatures, but are truly endowed with certain cognitive and thinking abilities.

This is very similar to Yawgmoth, who created the Glow Oil and Old Phyrexia.

Both have managed to give personality, thinking and cognition on a large scale without having a soul.

Although there is a spell called [Construct Enlightenment] in the Transmutation Magic that can give constructs human-like minds, the problem is that it is a nine-ring arcane magic and has no possibility of spreading over a large area.

Just as Zuo Si was concentrating on analyzing the ability of the newly acquired spark, Xenagos, who had just finished an epic battle with hundreds of women, finally came over from a distance with a wine glass in hand, and asked with an unsatisfied expression on his face: "My dear friend, why are you sitting here alone?

Why not make out with those passionate girls and enjoy this wonderful pleasure?

Are they just not your type? Or are you more interested in men? No problem, just speak up and I can make special arrangements for you.

After all, if it weren’t for the magic book you gave me, how could I have gained such powerful strength just after being deified?

Perhaps he is not as good as Heliod, the god of the sun, for now, but he is no less powerful than Pharika, the goddess of pain.

As more and more people tend to indulge in pleasure, my power will inevitably continue to grow."

As he spoke, the satyr who had just transformed from a planeswalker into a god turned around and glanced at the beautiful scenery of a large area of ​​white flowers entangled together not far away, and subconsciously licked his lips with his tongue.

Since the mortals on the plane of Theros had a tradition of believing in gods, he immediately had a large number of followers and believers when he successfully became a god.

In this carnival party, there are not only satyrs, but also other races including humans. They are basically either handsome men or beautiful women, and young people account for more than 170% of them.

After all, youth means active hormone secretion, and it is easy to indulge in physical pleasure and be unable to extricate oneself.

The appearance of Xenagos gave them an excuse to break the shackles of secular ethics and morals, and they were able to gather together openly in the name of God and do what they wanted.

Coupled with the rebellious mentality of hating the discipline of parents and elders, it is not surprising that such a situation occurs.

Of course, a strategy like this, which can only be formulated with a deep enough understanding of human nature and psychology, is obviously not something that a guy from the Chaos Camp can come up with.

To be precise, it was Zuo Si who gave advice behind the scenes and developed a plan to rapidly expand its influence.

Otherwise, given this guy's character, he will most likely continue to hide in the dark and plot until he is killed by the sun god Heliod or Elspeth.

But Zuo Si obviously did not want this guy to die too early, but wanted to make the most of him to test the limits of the power of the gods in this world.

Thinking of this, he gently put down the wine glass in his hand and responded with a smile: “Thank you for your kindness, but forget it, I am not interested in this kind of unrestrained indulgence and venting of desire.

Compared to this, I'm more curious about how you plan to deal with the arrowhead remaining in your chest.

You have to know that it contains the power of the hunting goddess Nylea.

Once touched by external force, a violent energy reaction will immediately erupt, enough to tear a god's body apart or even kill it.

It's not a very smart thing to keep this in your body."

But Xenagos replied nonchalantly: “Just leave it there.

Because it's a badge of honor to me, proving that I'm smarter and more powerful than those arrogant gods.

What’s more, I am also a god now.

As the number of believers continues to increase, they will also gain eternity and immortality, and even if they die they can be resurrected again.

This is why the gods have been hostile and hateful to each other for so many years, but no god has ever been able to truly destroy his opponent. "

"But there are always exceptions, right? That arrowhead is always a huge hidden danger, and all the gods who regard you as a usurper may take advantage of it."

Zuo Si issued a serious warning.

Xenagos curled his lips in disdain: "Come on, my dear friend, you think too highly of those gods.

They have long become extremely arrogant and stupid because of their absolute control over the entire world.

I would never think of using such despicable means.

Compared to such trivial matters, I care more about the Realm of Nyx.

Ever since I successfully became a god, I have a piece of my own territory in that world that belongs only to the gods.

I’m thinking about what I want to build it into.”

"Nyx Divine Realm..."

When Zuo Si heard this word, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Because in Theros, the entire world is actually divided into two parts.

One of them refers to the world where mortals live, and the other refers to the world where gods live, which is the famous Realm of Nyx.

The passage between the two is controlled by Kruphix.

When needed, he will appear and close the channel, preventing the gods from descending to the mortal world.

It can be said that the most important and valuable secrets of this time and space are hidden in the Realm of Nyx.

But unfortunately, Zuo Si couldn't enter it easily.

Because if Kruphix was half as powerful as the rumors said, he would never allow a sufficiently powerful planeswalker to enter.

"Why, are you interested in the Domain of Nyx? Do you want me to take you in for a tour?"

Xenagos had obviously sensed something and took the initiative to invite him.

The reason why he attached so much importance to Zuo Si was that the latter helped him solve the biggest problem after being deified, which was how to avoid falling.

This is obviously not an easy task.

Because first of all, we need to change the inherent concept and make enough people believe that Xenagos is the god of pleasure, rather than a arrogant person or a liar.

As we all know, there are two things that are the most difficult to do in the mortal world.

One is to make others willingly take money out of their pockets, and the other is to change a person's deep-rooted cognition.

This case obviously belongs to the latter.

Xenagos' original plan was to capture a large number of celestial creatures in this world after being deified, and then absorb their energy to sustain himself.

This is obviously not a long-term solution.

Anyone with a bit of common sense would know that doing this would almost certainly anger all the gods, and it would only be a matter of time before they were beaten up.

So after seeing Zuo Si's abilities, Xenagos wanted to keep him firmly on his side and have him continue to give him advice.

After all, the special abilities of planeswalkers determine that they rarely stay in one place for a long time, unless it is the hometown where they were born.

Once they feel that the time and space they are in now has no freshness and value, they will pack up and run away in a minute.

If it were back when he was a planeswalker, Xenagos would certainly not care about such trivial matters. As long as he left a contact method, he could always find the other party's location.

But now he has been bound to Theros and has no way of traveling through different time and space like before. He can only keep the other party by constantly showing goodwill.

Zuo Si knew what the god of pleasure was thinking, and he immediately responded half-jokingly, "Forget it.

I am certain that Kruphix and the other gods would not welcome my presence near the Precincts of Nyx.

Also, don't expect me to stay in this world for a long time.

Because I am really busy and have to deal with a lot of things every day.

But don't worry, I'll arrange for someone else to take over."

"Oh? Who is he?"

Xenagos stroked his chin with a curious look on his face.

Zuo Si smiled mysteriously, then raised his hand and used his authority as the great devil to summon his subordinates.

In the blink of an eye, a hellish demon appeared out of thin air with the help of the connection of the land card, and bowed gracefully with one hand on his chest.

"It is an honor to serve you, the honorable Prince of Hell, the only legitimate lord of the ninth plane of Baator."

"I think you know your mission, right?"

Zuo Si asked directly.

The devil nodded quickly and answered confidently, "Of course. My mission is to assist this great God of Pleasure in expanding the number of believers and influence, while using whatever means necessary to weaken other gods. Don't worry, I have performed similar missions in a certain plane and have ample experience in this regard."

"Of course I know you have experience, otherwise I wouldn't have specially summoned you here. Remember, make the most of your strengths and perform well. If your performance is impressive enough, I will consider giving you a better position."

Zuo Si was very skilled in painting a big picture for his subordinates.

In his opinion, it was definitely enough to have an experienced pit fiend as an advisor to Xenagos.

What's more, this Hell Demon is a little different from the ordinary one.

He was not a general who commanded troops in the traditional sense, but a true master of conspiracy. He single-handedly provoked a war between the gods in a certain plane, and in the end all the gods died in that brutal battle.

And this plane also fell completely into the control of the forces of Hell due to the infiltration of a large number of half-blood tieflings.

Zuo Si spent a lot of money to get this talented person, and now he can finally be put to use.

After hearing this promise, the Devil of Hell's eyes suddenly began to shine, and he assured in a slightly excited tone: "I swear in the name of the Lord of Hell, I will not let you down."

"very good!"

Zuo Si showed a satisfied look, turned around and said to Xenagos: "Look, I have prepared the people for you. The stage and the script will all depend on your performance. If I have time, I will come to visit often."

"Well, it seems that this is the only way."

Xenagos sighed with obvious reluctance.

However, Zuo Si obviously didn't care about this guy's dissatisfaction. After saying goodbye politely, he immediately activated the power of sparks and disappeared on the spot.

As soon as he left, Xenagos turned his gaze towards the Hell Fiend, looked him up and down before asking, "What's your name?"

"You can call me Alkins."

The Hell Demon didn't hesitate for even a second before giving a fake name that he had never used before.

Of course, as an outer-plane creature, using a fake name is basic common sense.

No demon or devil will reveal his true name.

That means that people who know this name can control themselves to some extent.

But Xenagos obviously didn't know this. He raised his chin slightly and continued to ask in a slightly arrogant tone: "Then Alkins, tell me what exactly is the so-called experience you mentioned before?"

"I'm very sorry, great God of Greed. This involves the secrets of Baator Hell, so I can't reveal too much to you. But the result is that under my operation, the gods of a certain plane broke out in an unprecedented war, and most of them perished in the infighting."

The Hell Demon pretended to be mysterious in order to whet the other party's appetite.

"That sounds interesting. I'm interested in the details. Would you be willing to take a moment to tell me about it?"

Xenagos' attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, and he became very excited.

Because his purpose of deifying was to cause trouble for the gods of the Seros space-time, he naturally paid special attention to such matters.

Alkins replied with a smile: "Of course, great god of pleasure, this is part of my job."

So, over the next hour or so, he used half-truths and half-lies to describe the operation he had planned, in which the most important details and intelligence had already been cleverly erased.

But even so, Xenagos was still deeply shocked.

Because he never thought that simply by instigating conflicts between the gods he could make them kill each other.

In particular, the way the demons first used the conflicts among mortal believers as a fuse and then dragged all the gods behind them into the water bit by bit really opened his eyes.

Behind every intensification of conflict lies a series of brilliant calculations and multiple levels of overt and covert confrontations.

Similarly, Xenagos also knew one of Zuo Si's identities, that is, the lord of the ninth layer of Baator Hell, an existence that can stand shoulder to shoulder with gods.

At this moment, he finally understood why the other party had been so calm from beginning to end and did not take the gods into consideration at all.

However, what Xenagos didn't know was that the mission of the Pit Fiend was not entirely to help him.

Its real purpose is to try to provoke an all-out war among the gods of Theros and test the extent to which their divine power can reach.

And Xenagos was the bait thrown into the fish pond, the abandoned pawn thrown into the public eye to attract attention.

…

At the same time, far away on the Dark Coast of Kalimdor in Azeroth, a meeting that will determine the future world order is being held in full swing.

As hosts, Malfurion and Tyrande were sitting side by side at the head seats at the long table.

Opposite them sat Calia and Jaina, who represented the Alliance, and Cairne Bloodhoof, the representative of the Tauren.

Since there were no orcs or trolls involved, the atmosphere on the scene seemed quite harmonious.

After a brief greeting, Malfurion spoke first: "I believe you should have heard the news.

Just a few hours ago, the messenger of the Red Dragon Legion delivered a bombshell message.

The unknown legions currently fighting the Burning Legion at Mount Hyjal are actually subordinates of the God of Contract, Thoth.

Their goal is to protect Azeroth from the Burning Legion, the Old Gods, and all other outside forces.

With this large army around, there's basically no need to worry too much about the demons pouring out of the portal.

In other words, we can finally stop tensing up and prepare for the battle, and can take a good breath and have a good sleep."

"Thank God, it's finally over. If this tense atmosphere continues, I would probably collapse even if the soldiers don't."

Jaina was the first one who couldn't help but hold her forehead and complain wildly.

After all, the battlefield of Mount Hyjal looks really scary.

Whether it was the damage caused by the weapons and magic used by both sides, or the horrific casualty rate, it was enough to cause any commander to suffer an instant cardiac and respiratory arrest.

What's even more terrifying is that this battle has been going on for a long time.

However, neither side showed any intention of stopping because of depletion of troops. They simply kept sending soldiers to the front line to be consumed in the flesh-grinding machine.

Cairne Bloodhoof also sighed slightly and said, "Yes. This war is so terrible that even I have been having nightmares recently. I can't imagine how long we can hold out if either side wins and launches a full-scale invasion of Azeroth."

“But fortunately, there is finally a relatively happy ending.

The demons of the Burning Legion are now trapped in Mount Hyjal and cannot get out.

As long as the Great God of the Covenant's Legion is still there, we can rest assured and continue our lives.

For this reason alone, we should thank him, believe in him, and follow his guidance and teachings."

As she spoke, Jialiya took out the amulet with the holy emblem hanging around her neck and kissed it affectionately, with an extremely pious expression on her face.

"Belief……"

Tyrande was obviously aware of the young queen of Lordaeron's reaction and understood what it meant.

As a priest of the moon goddess Elune, she undoubtedly holds a negative attitude towards foreign gods like this.

但问题是就目前的状况来看，契约之神成为东部大陆的主流信仰绝对是一件板上钉钉的事情，没有任何力量可以逆转。

而卡利姆多大陆出现大批信徒也是迟早的事情。

毕竟关于月神艾露恩降下神迹或是亲自现身的传说早就已经古老到已经变成了传授。

可左思这个契约之神呢？

任何人只要靠近瞅一眼海加尔山那尸山血海般的景象，就会不由自主对其产生敬畏和崇拜心理。

更不用提信仰之后还有可能会获得法术力量。

最重要的是，没有谁敢真正通过强制手段禁止平民对这位神的信仰。

否则从天而降的神罚可不是闹着玩的。

这也是最让泰兰德感到担忧的事情。

她非常害怕这种新的信仰在暗夜精灵族群内部漫延，进而导致信仰艾露恩的人越来越少，最终彻底走向消亡。

更要命的是，一旦出现这样的情况，那么她靠宗教力量来建立起来的领导地位就会随之动摇，甚至被赶下台。

要知道泰兰德之所以能够坐稳现在的位置，宗教领袖的身份才是最重要的。

其次起作用的才是玛法里奥妻子这一身份。

如果可以的话，泰兰德其实更希望能够像当年清理驱逐上层精灵一样，通过铁腕手段来维持月神艾露恩信仰的基本盘。

可遗憾的是她现在真不敢这样做。

因为左思甚至都不需要亲自动手，只要在海加尔山防线上故意放开几个小口子，让那些恶魔冲出来，暗夜精灵就得吃不了兜着走。

迟钝的玛法里奥并未察觉到妻子的异样，自顾自的继续说道：“既然危机已经暂时解除，我认为我们现在可以原地解散返回自己的国家和领地了。不过为了以后再出现这样的情况来不及反应，我建议最好是相互派遣使者常驻便进行沟通，同时签署一份共同保护艾泽拉斯的盟约。”

“我同意！”

吉安娜第一个做出响应。

尽管她眼下也是联盟中的一员，但却能同时代表魔法王国达拉然和海军强国库尔提拉斯。

眼见好闺蜜已经表态，佳莉娅也紧随其后附和道：“我也认为这是一个好主意。”

“随着燃烧军团的全面入侵，整个艾泽拉斯是时候团结起来一致对外了。”

凯恩血蹄也跟着发表了自己的观点。

毕竟那个耸立在永恒之井上的巨大传送门是如此的显眼，但凡不是瞎子都能隔着老远看到。

而成千上万的恶魔就在从另外一边源源不断的涌入。

虽然暂时都被挡住了，可那种强烈的危机感并不会消失。

老牛头人酋长觉得如果可以利用这个机会团结更多的人和势力，那未尝不是一件好事。

眼见在座的所有人都同意，玛法里奥那张如同树皮一样粗糙的脸露出了开心的笑容：“非常好！

既然没有反对的声音，那我们就正式敲定建立一个保卫艾泽拉斯的同盟。

通过之前抵抗燃烧军团入侵建立起来的友谊，我们也有了相互信任的基础。

而且日后还可以吸纳更多的种族加入。”

“等等！您的意思是日后这个联盟还会扩张？”佳莉娅似乎联想到了什么立马打断道。

玛法里奥略微点了下头：“是的，女王陛下。毕竟保卫家园是每一个艾泽拉斯居民应尽的责任和义务。只要他们愿意，自然可以加入其中。”

“那如果是外来者呢？比如说亡灵天灾、兽人和食人魔这些。”

佳丽娅直截了当的提出了一个十分尖锐的问题。

“他们是我们共同的敌人，当然不包括在内。

尤其是那些肮脏、污秽、嗜血、暴力的兽人，压根就没有资格在我们的土地上生存繁衍。

这也是我要说的第二个议题。

既如何处置在战争中成为燃烧军团爪牙的兽人。”

在说这番话的时候，任何人都能从玛法里奥的语气和表情中感受到刻骨铭心的仇恨与厌恶。

毕竟被格罗姆·地狱咆哮杀死的丛林半神塞纳留斯可是率领他走上德鲁伊之道的老师，而且还在上古之战中出了大力，用一句恩重如山来形容都不为过。

可结果呢？

被一群嗜血的兽人冲进来活生生的砍死了。

所以玛法里奥对于兽人的态度一直都非常差劲，甚至恨不能变成熊将对方一掌一个全都拍死。

佳莉娅无疑非常喜欢大德鲁伊这种爱憎分明的性格，满意的点了点头：“这正是我想要的结果。这群该死的野兽先是入侵了东部大陆的南边，制造了无数的杀戮跟破坏，后来又抵达卡利姆多大陆在灰谷烧杀抢掠，现在是时候该算算总账了。”

“我完全同意您的观点。兽人的恶行必须遭到惩戒，他们要为此付出鲜血与生命的代价。”

玛法里奥这番话说的斩钉截铁灭有一丁点商量的余地。

“那么你们打算怎么教训兽人呢？我可不觉得那些野蛮、粗鲁、嗜血的家伙会乖乖放下武器听候发落。”吉安娜用不是很确定的语气问。

由于没有跟萨尔并肩作战的经历，所以她现在对兽人的好感基本为负数。

玛法里奥用宛如寒冬般冷酷的语气回答道：“如果他们不愿意接受审判，那就好好感受一下大自然最可怕、最具有破坏力的一幕吧。”

“您这是打算把兽人赶尽杀绝吗？”

凯恩·血蹄明显有些于心不忍。

毕竟他好歹跟萨尔麾下的兽人同行了一段时间，并且还接受过对方的帮助，多少还是有点感情的。

“不，我们可不会像野蛮的兽人那样去屠戮妇女乃至孩童，仅仅是将那些双手沾满无辜者鲜血的刽子手清理干净。”

玛法里奥郑重其事的表明了自己的态度。

作为一名德鲁伊，他并不忌讳杀戮，但也绝对不会滥杀无辜，而是有着一套属于自己的价值观。

凯恩·血蹄听到这番话立马松了一口气：“既然是这样那我也没有反对的理由。不过考虑到萨尔大酋长和他的部族曾经帮助过我们，因此这次行动我们就不参加了。”

“没问题，你们可以不用参加针对兽人的惩戒行动。”

玛法里奥十分通情达理的答应下来。

因为眼下的暗夜精灵也不是原本时间线里那种元气大伤的情况，更没有在阿克蒙德被炸死之后与残余的军团恶魔和亡灵天灾拼命，很多兵力都被完整的保留下来。

别说是区区一群刚刚跨越之海刚在艾萨拉站稳脚跟的兽人，就是天灾军团来了也白给。

因为寿命太长的关系，他们的施法者比例和精英战士比例实在是高的吓人，无论个人素质还是小队配合都远在人类或矮人之上。

再加上包括树人、奇美拉、山岭巨人、熊怪等自然盟友，基本上没有什么明显的短板。

“非常感谢。”

凯恩·血蹄起身向这位活了一万多年的长者鞠躬。

不过相比起牛头人的厚道，与兽人有着血海深仇的人类则表现的非常直接。

佳丽娅就毫不犹豫的承诺道：“联盟会派遣至少一万军队加入这场惩戒兽人的行动中。我们会提供空中方面的火力掩护，以及至少两百人的法师团。”

“我们也会派遣至少一万人的军队。到时候加在一起两万人，足够给这些野蛮嗜血的怪物一个印象深刻的教训，然后把他们驱逐到最贫瘠的地方自生自灭。”

说罢，玛法里奥拿起一枚象征兵力的棋子轻轻放在地图上属于艾萨拉的位置。

只要仔细观察就会发现，在这张地图上清晰标注出了兽人建立的庞大营地，以及他们打渔捕猎的活动范围。

在德鲁伊恐怖的侦查能力面前，萨尔和他的新部落一举一动都压根没有半点秘密。

就这样，在两个阵营领袖的协商下，一场针对兽人的军事行动即将展开。

不过他们不知道的是，此时此刻在靠近艾萨拉一带的海域附近，库尔提拉斯的海军统帅戴琳已然率领着一支全副武装的舰队抵达了此地。

透过望远镜，他可以清晰的看到在前方不远处驾驶着破旧小木船撒网的兽人渔夫，以及按边上用木头搭建起来的简易码头和栈道。

足足过了两三分钟，这个内心之中充斥着对于整个兽人种族怒火的老男人才放下望远镜发出一阵令人毛骨悚然的冷笑。

“哈哈哈哈！该死的绿皮畜生！我总算是找到你们的藏身之处了！”

“大人，再过一会人那些渔船就要进入大炮的射程了。您看是直接击沉他们，还是用更残忍一点的方式撞过去。”旁边一名中年副官脸上挂着残忍的笑容询问道。

从反应不难看出，他也在抵抗兽人入侵的两次战争中失去了亲人或是朋友，所以才会变得如此痛恨兽人，渴望亲手将其赶尽杀绝。

事实上这艘战舰上从军官到水手，绝大部分都或多或少因为受到统帅的影响。

This means that even if an order for genocide is given, they will carry it out without hesitation, even if the people killed are underage children.

Because these people believe in the concept of revenge of tooth for tooth and blood for blood, they think that whatever the orcs have done to humans, humans naturally have the right to retaliate in the same way.

Dai Lin's eyes flashed with undisguised hatred, and he ordered bluntly: "Of course, we have to crash into them! I want to see these mortal enemies sink to the bottom of the sea and drown in panic! This is the power of revenge given to me by the God of the Great Contract!

Of course I have to enjoy it!

Go tell the soldiers that they have no need to have sympathy for the orcs, and that they don't want any prisoners.

The only good orcs are dead orcs."

"As you wish! Today, these ungrateful, bloodthirsty and cruel monsters will shed blood like a river."

After that, the adjutant happily went to convey instructions to other ships in the fleet.

After a while, all these warships were lined up in formation and charged towards the small fishing boats driven by the orcs on the sea in an extremely pleasing posture.

It has to be said that sailing ships are the most beautiful of all types of ships.

Especially the streamlined hull with huge masts and sails, the overall feeling is full of romanticism.

Unfortunately, the orc fishermen did not feel even a little bit of romance at this moment, only endless fear. They began to paddle desperately like crazy, trying to escape the attack range of the warship.

"Hurry! Hurry up! Otherwise those humans will kill us and throw us into the sea."

"But this is already the fastest! Our speed is simply no match for the other party."

"Stop talking nonsense and jump off the boat. Perhaps diving and swimming are our only hope of survival."

…

Several orc fishermen started fighting because of a disagreement.

I have to say that the orcs' shipbuilding technology is really not that good. It's basically just a large bathtub with a single mast attached.

Being caught up is only natural in this situation.

When the warship rushed to the front against the wind and waves, all the people on the small fishing boat were stunned, as if they were completely stupid, watching this huge monster crushing them head on.

As the keel of the huge warship rolled over the small fishing boat, the orc who was not in time to dodge had his head smashed immediately, and flew into the sea, becoming a feast for carnivorous fish.

As for the fishing boat that looked like a large bathtub, it had already broken into several parts with a snap.

Since this fishing ground is not far from the shore, the trolls on the lighthouse quickly noticed the Kul Tiran fleet that suddenly appeared on the sea surface and quickly sounded the alarm.

In the blink of an eye, the fishermen and farmers living nearby rushed out with armor and weapons.

Just as they opened their mouths to ask what happened, a loud explosion in the distance resounded through the sky.

About ten to twenty seconds later, countless black spots fell from the sky and hit the heads of these orc warriors like raindrops.

Any unlucky person who was hit was basically killed on the spot. Even screaming and wailing became a luxury, and the mortality rate was frighteningly high.

It was obvious that Dai Lin's fleet used grapeshot, which was the most lethal to flesh and blood, this time.

After one round of design, the entire fishing village's dock had been plowed clean.

At first glance, the ground was littered with incomplete limbs and bloody internal organs. It was a scene straight out of hell.

But if you think that's the end of it, you're wrong.

Daelin's hatred for orcs has reached a level of madness and paranoia.

After killing all the guards, he ordered the bombardment of houses, docks and other buildings, and only turned the entire village and plank road into ruins before he turned around and left with satisfaction.

You should know that in order to get this opportunity, the naval commander of Kul Tiras worked hard in the eastern continent and did all kinds of heavy work for Zuo Si.

But it was all worth it! Over the next few days, the fleet repeatedly rammed and sank fishing boats along the coastline of Azshara, blowing up the docks, plank roads, and guards.

Needless to say, he intended to blockade the ports in order to prevent the orcs from obtaining sufficient food, thereby plunging them into a state of starvation.

Then watch the enemies kill each other for a piece of bread or a sausage.