As Tonathiu walked around the perimeter of the Dezra outpost, several trolls, goblins, and humans gazed and observed him in the sand of the distant mountains.

"This is the chief of the Sandblood Clan!" A desert pointed to Tonatiu.

Tonatiu's appearance was also recognizable, without fangs, tall and strong, and all of Azeroth was what he was now as a troll.

"Kill him. The reward is 5,000 gold coins, or the equivalent of goods! A desert troll whispered to the other trolls and goblins nearby.

Assassinations, murders, and so on, have not been interrupted since the beginning of the war in Azeroth.

Some of the more famous ones are the assassination of King Ryan by the future Garona, and the assassination of Medivan by Lothar and Khadgar.

Assassins and Stalkers have always been active in Azeroth's history, and the Uncrowned even have their own organizations and grandmasters.

Among them, the two organizations of Ravenhold and the Syndicate are accompanied by the player's leveling career.

Now there is Ravenhold, but there is no syndicate yet.

The Syndicate is a restored force composed of the remnants of the nobility after the fall of the Alterac Kingdom, and now the Alterac Kingdom is still there, of course, there are no Syndicate thieves.

Hearing this desert troll say this, the assassins hiding in the sand were all short of breath when they heard this.

Goblins die for wealth, and birds die for food.

The reward of 5,000 gold coins is enough to make them work hard!

It's just that......

Several assassin groups of goblins, trolls, and humans looked at each other, and one of the goblins said in a low voice:

"Hey! Buddy! It's not that we can't trust you. But we're working hard, so we've got to look at the money, right? ”

When the desert troll heard this, he smiled evilly, threw a package to them, and said, "Here are 2,000 gold coins!" After the mission is completed, I will send someone to deliver the remaining 3,000 gold coins to you! ”

The goblin assassin couldn't wait to open the package and see that it was a pile of glittering gold coins, and immediately said, "Man! It doesn't matter if they pick it up or not! I took the deal! ”

"That troll won't survive today!"

A desert troll, tall and strong, but not even a single guard by his side.

How is it an opponent for these adventurers who often do this kind of thing??

What's more, the goblins led by him also brought a big killing weapon!

……

After inspecting the area, he thought about what he could improve. Tonatiu prepared to return to the fortress of Zaun and await the arrival of new troops.

Today, in Zutona, everything is gradually going according to the plan and on the corresponding track.

It's not just the Dezra sentry here, it's taking shape.

The construction and expansion of the Zuan Fortress is also progressing gradually.

Just the day before, he and the envoy of Zandalar set off for the fortress of Zuan.

There were also 2,000 troll soldiers at the gates of Zutona, with corresponding dinosaur mounts, dinosaur camels, and a large amount of supplies.

They will be the builders and soldiers of the next two new troll camps.

Tonatiu's plan is simple.

He plans to start with the fortress of Zuan, and every few hundred kilometers, build a troll camp based on endless springs.

One by one, these camps will be transformed into oases, the jewels of the desert, connecting the coastline of Zaun Fortress and Tanaris, bordering the fish-man kingdom of Fiz Tide Hunter.

Eventually, it became an alternative "Silk Road" in the desert.

Tonatiu wants to build a new troll city, a coastal city, on the coast of Tanaris.

The Troll Camp links the Zuan Fortress and Zutona, forming the "Silk Road" between Angolo Crater and Tanaris.

Zutona is almost perfect as a large rear, with only one drawback. It's just that it's too far away from the civilized world, and the cost of transportation is high.

Originally, Tonatiu wanted to solve the problem of Zutona's transportation through cooperation with the goblins, so that the goblins could be Zutona's trading partner.

But Gakison's trip woke him up.

He found that the goblin race was really not suitable for companionship.

The goblins of Gakison are trying to gain control of Zutona's trade channels and profit from the dispute between Zutona and Zulfarak.

Tonatiu simply built another city outside of Gakison himself!

The Dezla sentry and the other new camps that followed were preparations for his plan.

He has a total of twelve [Endless Springs], and his plan is to build twelve oasis camps starting from the fortress of Zuan and building along the way to the coastline.

Future unification of Tanaris.

These camps can be transformed into colonies of trolls, becoming cities on the outskirts of Zutona.

When the time comes, relying on the power of the system, it has never been impossible to gradually turn the desert into an oasis and transform the climate of the desert.

It's not that he's wishful thinking.

But in Azeroth, it's not difficult.

The Council of Cenarion and the Ring of the Earth, which has not yet been formed, are good at this.

If Zutona had turned the desert into an oasis and a forest, and had nothing else to do, his reputation in these two neutral organizations would have been too green to be greener.

As he thought about these things, Tonatiu suddenly stopped, turned sharply, and stared into the distance like a goshawk.

His eyesight is now infinitely close to the limits of the troll race.

If conditions permitted, he could see even every wrinkle on the skin of a dinosaur thousands of meters away.

But let him find the anomaly.

But it is a warning that automatically pops up in the retina: [Hostile attack detected!] Located 3450 meters southwest of the host! 】

There are assassins!

Tonatiu made a decisive move.

Burst!

The air seemed to be torn apart, and with a muffled sound, the entire space was shaken.

Boom!

A round, sloppy thing that made Tonatiu feel dangerous shot at an almost unimaginable speed.

Rumble!

Where Tonathiu had been standing, a large crater was blasted out of the area.

"I'm going to NMD!" Tonatiu screamed, even in his true native language.

His scalp was numb.

Because the weapon that attacked him just now was actually a cannonball!

He had heard of assassinations with bows and arrows, poisoned arrows, daggers and even muskets, and the first time he encountered an assassination, it was actually a TMD cannon!

He stared at the pile of sand in the distance and saw several figures, shaking.

The trolls in the camp heard the noise and were whistling out. But Tonatiu feared that they might not be able to withstand the shelling.

He gently put his hand on his waist, took Salatas in his hand, gritted his teeth and whispered, "Goblin!" ”

He didn't expect a battle to break out this time, and the Nation Breaker didn't bring it out.

There was only the old god lady in the strange smile at hand: "Assassination, oh! I've done this kind of thing the most before! ”

Tonathiu ignored her.

He thought quickly.

At this time in Azeroth, there were only three races with artillery, gnomes, goblins, and dwarves.

Dwarves and gnomes have no reason to run into the desert, and the nearest city is Goblin City.

Tonatiu gritted his teeth and stared into the distance.

He knew that maybe it wasn't Gakison who was going to deal with him. But these Assassins must have come from Gakison.

I want to know who is behind the scenes.

The only way to catch them is to catch them.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately began to act.

The body of the fifteenth-level great warrior burst out with powerful physical energy in an instant.

Like a phantom, he quickly sprang out more than ten steps and disappeared into a pile of sand.

Rumble!

Another bombardment was in the place where he had been dodging, and in the rear, his followers were rushing in frantically.

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