Chapter 186 Heading to Stranglethorn Vale

Just after Garona successfully returned to the Black Swamp and reported to him many problems about humans, Nergo talked to her about many things, including human kings and nobles, soldiers and merchants. Garona told her everything he had seen and heard.

It was almost what he thought, and the human envoys would come to the Black Swamp to establish an embassy in a few days. Thinking of this, Nergo told Garona: "Go and inform everyone that our world has been destroyed. The people here are all members of the tribe. Everyone is orcs. Draenei are blue orcs, and ogres are horned orcs... Do you understand?"

Garona nodded, and Nergo ran to find Blackhand again, ordering him to send the artillery and constructs back to Draenor, leaving only those weapons that would be used during the clan period.

The reason is very simple, and Blackhand also understands that even if Nergo doesn't say it, he will find a place to hide these things.

After a night's rest, seeing that things were on track, he said hello to the rest of the group and prepared to go to Stranglethorn Vale as planned to visit the trolls there.

Before leaving, Sylvanas took out a booklet.

"What is this?" Nergo flipped it open and found a bunch of meaningless symbols.

"This is the sentences about trolls I collected in the human kingdom and my former hometown. The back is the translation of Orcish and how to read Troll." She shrugged, "I am very familiar with trolls. Although I am not a group of trolls with them, many words are universal among trolls."

For example, you can't go wrong if you shout to fight for Zul'jin in front of the trolls, and you can also curse the elves to die in front of the trolls.

"Okay, this is really helpful to me." Nergo put the booklet away. He was having a headache about how to communicate with the trolls. Now that he has this booklet, he can learn and use it immediately if it doesn't work.

Crossing the Duskwood and heading south, Nergo flew to a vast jungle, which is called Stranglethorn Vale by the people of Azeroth.

As the core territory of the Gurubashi Troll Empire in ancient times, many tribes after the collapse of the empire live here.

Among them, the weak Darkspear tribe is his target.

He has always said that he will wait for the humans in Stormwind to relax their vigilance and become empty inside, but this opportunity is definitely not something that can be waited for.

So Nergo decided to artificially create some trouble for Stormwind, such as the Gurubashi Empire that unified again and again.

By then, a new troll that hates humans will begin to attack humans to recapture Stranglethorn Vale. Nergo does not believe that Llane will not send troops to attack.

By then, the army of the tribe will march westward. Stormwind? Humph, I am afraid it will have to change its name.

As for why he chose Darkspear as the target of the tribe's poverty alleviation, Nergo also had his own ideas, and this was definitely not a sentimental thing, otherwise he should have led the tribe across the ocean and run to the desert of Kalimdor to find the tauren amid the curses of the great chief who had dementia.

He chose the Darkspear tribe because they were weak and treated outsiders differently from other jungle trolls, which made them not repulsive to joining the tribe.

And the Bloodscalp tribe and the Skullsplitter tribe... just look at the names and they can't be friendly guys.

Or in some people's mouths, no matter what kind of troll, they are unfriendly, they are rude and barbaric... after omitting 10,000 idioms that insult them, only one characteristic is left that they can fight.

You said so, Sylvanas?

Nergo couldn't help laughing, but his laugh changed the weather in Stranglethorn Vale. The originally sunny environment was accompanied by thunder and rain, so that the trolls and more hunters who came out to hunt hid in the bushes.

Suddenly, Nergo stopped moving, his body gradually dissipated, and turned into a gust of wind blowing towards a bush.

In the bush, a troll was hiding silently, waiting for prey, but the prey did not come, but a monster came instead.

"Are you... a troll who believes in... Bwonsamdi?" Nergo used the wind to restrain his limbs, took out the booklet and turned it page by page, stumbling in the language of the trolls - Zandalari.

The troll's expression also changed from the initial fear to anger and then to confusion.

How could he speak our language? But he shook his head and said, "Old Volin is not a believer in the god of death."

Obviously, this is a bit beyond the scope, Nergo only understood the two words "not" and "death".

Then, Nergo asked him again: "Then are you the troll holding a spear in the dark?"

Darkspear tribe, forgive Nergo for not finding this word in the booklet, so he can only find the words darkness, spear, and troll to combine them.

Fortunately, Volin understood what he meant, and knew that this guy understood Zandalari, but not quite.

He nodded, indicating that he was a Darkspear troll.

Nergo untied him and said word by word: "I want to see your chieftain."

He wanted to see Sen'jin?

Volin wanted to refuse, but seeing the terrifying aura on Nergo, he chose to follow his heart.

The settlement of the Darkspear trolls was not far away. From a distance, Nergo saw a strong troll wearing a voodoo mask, looking at Nergo as if he was facing a great enemy.

He must be Sen'jin, the chieftain of the Darkspear trolls.

Unlike the old chieftain that Thrall met in the future, Sen'jin at this time was in his prime. Although he was not strong, he was also a top figure in the map of Stranglethorn Vale. At least he could run very fast.

ps: The Darkspear trolls ran away three times, from Stranglethorn Vale to the Darkspear Islands at the other end of the Endless Sea, and then to the Echo Islands in Kalimdor. Finally, they were chased to Sen'jin Village and did not retake the Echo Islands until the Cataclysm. They can be called the runners of World of Warcraft.

"Stranger, I am Sen'jin, the chief of the Darkspear tribe. Where are you from? What is your purpose?"

The troll said a lot, but Nergo didn't understand it at all. He took the booklet to respond, but didn't understand what he said at all.

Nergo sighed, and he condensed the lightning into a small pen-sized. Although his action made the trolls raise their weapons vigilantly at first, his subsequent actions quickly proved that he had no hostility.

Nergo took a pen and wrote the alliance on the ground.

Sen'jin felt the kindness in the other party's heart and his terrifying power. If he wanted to harm them, he didn't need to work hard to deceive them.

Sen'jin waved his hand, and the trolls put away their weapons. Sen'jin straightened his bent back and invited Nergo to enter the tribe's camp.

At this time, in a small hut of the Darkspear trolls, a black and purple shadow vortex quietly gathered.

"Wow, a visitor from another world?"