Chapter 5: Kaolin and Bloodhoof

　　The vast Cenarion wilderness is the center and the essence of the Desolate Land. Due to the continuous invasion of the centaur, most of the tauren have evacuated from the desolate place, and only a few clans remain in the Cenarion wilderness.
　　 And in this war between the tauren and the centaur, the command center of the tauren was located in the Cenarion wilderness.
　　 The war is approaching, and the whole camp looks a little dull. The tall tauren warriors patrolled the camp with huge totem poles or halberds on their backs. The anti-knuckle legs and huge hooves trampled on the dust, making the entire camp look more solemn.
　　 Suddenly, the tauren hunters in the lookout post blew their horns, and the tauren warriors began to gather. On the horizon in the distance, there was no centaur or the splashing smoke from the centaur stepping on it. Instead, it was a calm sky, and a dark blue strange creature flew far away, and there seemed to be a few people on its back.
　　 "Uncle Bloodhoof! I am Kam! Kam of the Wildmane clan! I am not an enemy!"
　　 I have to admit that Cam does have a very good voice. The tauren hunter below seemed to have heard his voice and put down his bow and arrow.
　　 Drunk Wind stopped the cans 100 meters away from the camp, and walked to the camp gate with Cam and Gazlowe.
　　 "Hey! Look! I brought back the alien warriors who traveled across the ocean!" Cam was still young and couldn't help but start showing off loudly when he saw his tribe.
　　 It seems that this prophecy is widely circulated among the tauren, many tauren are watching Drunk Wind curiously, of course, the little goblin is gorgeously ignored.
The curtain of the largest tent was opened, and a group of tauren came out, each of them gave the drunk wind an uncomfortable feeling, especially the head of the tent with a pair of huge totem poles on his back and a pair of totem poles in his hands. Guy with a pole halberd.
"This should be Kane Bloodhoof, right? I have a very low chance of winning against him now..." Drunk Feng secretly looked at the warchief, "This is not when I was singled out with the brainless roar. The declining Kane Bloodhoof, the bloodhoof in the prime of life now, is not easy to deal with even if Daddy Roar comes."
　　 At the same time, Kane Bloodhoof is also looking at the drunken, unseen race. The breath on his body is not annoying. It looks fat, but in terms of walking habits, it should be very agile and interesting.
　　Drunk Wind spoke first: "Dear Kalimdor Tauren Chief Kane Bloodhoof, I Drunk Wind Ironpaw brings greetings from Highmountain Tauren Chief Ulan Gaoling."
　　 I suddenly heard that there was a tauren tribe that I didn't know at all, and most of the soldiers present began to talk in a low voice. A few shamans such as Hamuul Runetotem guessed something from the surname "Kaolin".
　　 "Dear guest, Kane Bloodhoof accepts your greetings and is willing to listen to your voice. This is not a place to talk, please come with me inside the tent."
　　 Zuifeng nodded, turned around and told Cam to watch Gazlowe, and then walked into the big tent with a group of big guys.
When they arrived in the tent, everyone sat in a circle, Kane Bloodhoof first said: "I should have introduced us to you on the road like the kid Kam." Seeing Drunk Wind nodding, Kane continued: "That Could you please introduce yourself first."
"As you wish, Great Chief. I am a Pandaren, a Pandaren monk. Unlike warriors who control anger, we are good at using our dexterous body and martial skills. This is a complex knowledge. I am from Pandaria, and A place about the size of Kalimdor, where there are many Pandaren like me. I left my hometown to explore Azeroth. Unfortunately, I encountered the Maelstrom. In desperation, I could only take my flying mount can , Is the cloud serpent you saw."
"By chance, I came to a broken archipelago. There is a stretch of mountains and plateaus. The name is Zhikaolin. The hospitable chief Ulan Gaoling received me. I helped a few times. Won the friendship of the clans such as Gaoling, Skyhorn, River Mane and Blood Totem."
　　 "By the way, I think the shamans here should know the Gaoling clan."
　　 "Not bad." This time an elderly female tauren spoke with obvious pride in her tone, "That's the hero we participated in the War of the Ancients."
　　 "This is Magatha?"
　　 "Yes, I am Magatha Grimtotem."
　　 Sure enough, Zuifeng nodded secretly. Her tone was exactly the same as that of the guys with the blood totem. It seemed that she would become the biggest obstacle in the plan.
　　 Actually, Drunk Wind is a bit extreme. It is not more than ten years later. Drunk Wind is also different from the thousands of orcs who have come across the ocean. Magatha insisted that Kalimdor was the territory of the tauren, so the conflict with Kane Bloodhoof became more acute after joining the tribe and accepting the orcs. Not to mention that the situation of the tauren is not so bad at this time, just one point-there is only one person in Drunk Wind, and he will not fight for the land of Kalimdor, so Magatha has basically given up on the target, of course, that Pride is not easy to give up.
　　 After finishing the language a bit, Zuifeng continued: "After leaving the Broken Isles, I went to the Eastern Kingdom. Then I took the goblin ship to Kalimdor, and I met Cam, who was lost in Ratchet City."
　　 "I'm really sorry, that kid Cam has caused you trouble."
"You are Gulda Wildmane Master? Needless to say, Kam is a great good boy~EbookFREE.me~ He was attacked by a centaur. Even in Ratchet City, he has not forgotten to ask for help. Things, in fact, he was negotiating to buy food when I first arrived."
　　 "Then I hope he didn't make it through. I understand that kid, if he does business with goblins, he will lose all the totem poles of his ancestors."
　　 Zuifeng suddenly felt a bit cold in the tent. I didn’t expect the tauren’s cold jokes to be very lethal...
　　 "In fact, the negotiation was not successful. The asking price of the goblin was too high, so I proposed a method of using labor to compensate for the material. It was completed by the three-party agreement between the tauren, the goblin and me, and I acted as the middleman."
After 　　, Zuifeng explained the basic idea of ​​the plan to the chiefs present.
After listening, most people seemed a little worried, but Kane Bloodhoof took the initiative to speak: "I have two questions. First, how can I ensure that the battle is over within one month, and the Centaur will not make trouble again; second, you As an intermediary, how to ensure the fair realization of the contract-you know how greedy goblins are."
　　Although Kane Bloodhoof is a humble and beloved chief, he doesn't like to show his strength in force, but when faced with negotiations involving the interests of his own race, he did not hide his strong breath.
　　 "Is it the pinnacle of an epic warrior, or is it already a legend?"
　　In Azeroth, the most ordinary people have no occupations. After they have occupations, they go from Tier 1 to Tier 9, and then heroes. Heroes are divided into epics and legends, and then demigods and gods. There is no doubt that Kane Bloodhoof at this time is also the best among all fighters.
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