The last time Gul'dan decided to invade the world with orcs, the results were now out - tens of thousands of orcs were killed, and less than 10,000 remnants remained, and many were dead (Tyrone Bloodseeker and his Death Knights). Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This time, Gul'dan mysteriously disappeared, and as long as he didn't die in the endless ocean, no one knew what he would bring to the orcs.

"Zuhed, you are wrong. Tyrone Bloodseeker ripped off his hat, revealing his shrunken face that could see the contours of a human face, and while his voice was as calm as ever, he was still thrilled by his movements.

"Zoherd, although my body is a human, and it was Gul'dan who brought me back into this world after I had died, but unlike him, I still consider myself an orc, and am always ready to die for this tribe. Tyrone Bloodseeker said.

"It's ridiculous, then why don't you die with Orgrim?" retorted Zuhd with a smirk, unimpressed by Tyrone Bloodseeker's words - anyone can say pretty things, but when death comes, no one can take it lightly.

"You ......" Tyrone Bloodfiend's hand involuntarily reached for the staff behind his back—he wanted to teach the open-mouthed Zuhd a lesson.

"Shut up both of you!" Grom's growl interrupted it all.

"Tyrone, go gather your men, and Zuhd, gather that bunch of rubbish under you, if you two don't want to starve, do as I say, and we'll go deep into the continent to find something to eat." Grom commanded in high spirits.

It was evident that Grom was pleased with the new continent - and most importantly, the crimson soil reminded him of the world of Draenor - the color of the soil as if it had been moistened with blood made Grom's desire to kill even more intense.

"But...... What are they going to do?" Zuhd pointed to the shore, where bands of goblin sailors were crouching on the ground with their heads in their hands, and Grom's Warsong clan was guarding them.

As soon as the fleet came to shore, the poor little fellows were driven off the ship by order of Grom, and Zuhd did not know what Grosm wanted to do, so he never asked...... Grom seems to have forgotten about these goblins?

"Oh yes, I almost forgot if you didn't say it. Grom admitted this as he waved his hand at his men from afar, "Kill them all!"

"Wait!" Zuhd stopped Grom, "Kill them, how are we going to leave?"

"Why are we leaving?" asked Grom, glaring.

Zuhd opened his mouth - he didn't know if he had time to explain - he could stop Grom, but he couldn't stop the group of Warsong Clan warriors on the beach, and in the blink of an eye, the goblin sailors were already bleeding - this group of weak little men, when the orc slaughter came, did not even make the slightest gesture of resistance - although it was pointless to resist, but it had to be said that this race ...... Born unfit for combat.

"What if we can't get a foothold here, what if we need to go back to that continent in the future, how can we cross that sea without these goblins?" said Zuhd at last.

"Hmm......" Grom pinched his chin with one hand, and could tell that he was indeed thinking about the question that Zuhd had raised.

"In the past month or so, I have seen that you and your group of wastes have learned to fish very quickly. Grom suddenly burst out of nowhere.

"What...... What?" Zuhd didn't react for a moment - what did Grom say?

"Since you learn to fish quickly, you must learn other things quickly. Grom didn't care what Zuhead said. "If we gain a firm foothold on this road, we will want to counterattack/attack that continent (fog...... It won't be harmonized, will it?), you and your men will be in charge of building and sailing! Of course, if we don't get a foothold, then we will all be dead, and what is the use of keeping those ships? ”

"How is this possible?" Zuhd's eyes widened - fishing is fishing, shipbuilding is shipbuilding, how can it be the same?

"All right, Zuhed, take a look at the construction of the ships while our troops still have a little time to build, and you will be able to use them later, and by the way, if you can't build a ship by then, I'll cut off your head." Grom patted Zuhd on the shoulder and encouraged him.

"I ......" Zuhled's words had not yet come out of his throat, and Grom had already left with the "Bloody Roar", and Tyrone Bloodfiend glanced at Zuherd with pity, then put on his black hat and followed Grom's footsteps, leaving Zuhled alone in the sea breeze, overwhelmed.

It took a while for Zuhd to return to normal, shaking his head and sighing as he walked to the shore, where the warriors of the Warsong Clan had left, leaving only the severed limbs of the goblins.

"Uncle Zuherd!" Red ran from a distance, Maim following closely behind him.

"Uncle Zuherd, what are you doing? Grom and they seem to be leaving. Red gasped.

"Wait, I'll find a ......" Zuhd dealt absent-mindedly to Red, scanning through the goblins' corpses as if searching for something.

"The Clan's idiots are really...... Can't we make the scene a little cleaner?" was no one else here, Zuhd complained unscrupulously, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he found it!

Zuhd stepped into the "graveyard" of the goblin corpses, and he strode over the beach stained red by the goblins' blood, over the severed hands and feet of the goblins, to a headless goblin corpse.

It was he who was right—Zuhd crouched down and watched for a moment, confirming that the body belonged to one of his old men—the goblin who was the captain of Grom's ship—and there was a brief exchange between Zuhd and him just as Gul'dan had fled.

The goblin captain's head didn't know where it had been kicked, but Zuhd recognized him from his clothes - it was better that the absence of a head didn't make a difference to Zuherd's identification, and the goblins all looked the same in his eyes anyway.

Zuhd stretched out his hand and groped around the corpse for a long time, and even Red and Maim, who were not far away, faintly gaged when they saw this scene.

If it weren't for Zuherd's next move, the Blackham brothers would still think that this "Uncle Zuherd" had some kind of abnormal penchant for corpses!