"A city of rock and terracotta, a barren, cursed land. Only the most tenacious creatures can survive on it. ”

Desperate for death, Naga let out a final cry of pain, his resentful eyes looking at Daelin as if to curse the human captain for being slain by the rampaging creatures. At the same time, Naga saw the same resentful look in the Admiral's eyes.

Orc ...... For Dai Lin, it is an enemy who does not share the sky. This hatred is buried deep in the heart and seeps into the bone marrow.

"The cannons of Kurtilas will never let go of any evil, savage orcs!"

Dalin roared. Gianna didn't translate her father's angry words, and there was no need. Just reminded his father softly on the side, could this be another plot of the Naga Siren, leading the Alliance's fleet to the hinterland of the Horde and being torn apart by the Horde in one fell swoop?

It's just that Dahlin seems to have a lot of confidence in his armed forces, and where there are tribes and orcs, Kurtilas's fleet will sail to wherever it goes. This bitter hatred is something that Gianna's juniors can't understand. At the time of the Orc War, Gianna was still a child......

……

As a result, the expedition to find Varian has now become another mission - to eradicate the orcs and eradicate the tribe. Although Ares knew that the fleet and soldiers that Dellin now led were not enough to eradicate the orcs and tribes on this continent. Or does the admiral seem to have been consumed by anger, and he has nothing to fear......

Is the tragedy of history going to happen again? Ares asked inwardly. In the original World of Warcraft canonical history, Dalin. Prodmore, the admiral had long since been killed by the orcs, and by a combination of his baby daughter Gianna and the orc chief Thrall. This can be said to be the most sadistic episode and the most sadistic piece of history.

Now, this history has not happened, and Gianna is tied to her side by Ares, and she is firmly watched. But at the moment, Dai Lin's impulse seems to be developing in a very bad direction......

But Ares knew that convincing Dalin at this time would definitely be useless.

This kind of hatred has been ingrained in Dai Lin, and now in his eyes, there is only revenge, revenge, revenge......

However, as Ares knew before he crossed over, it is in man that he plans things, and he makes things happen in heaven.

Despite Dalin's seafaring experience and the well-shipped fleet of Kul Tiras, a sudden storm completely changed it all. At night, a huge storm at sea hit Daelin's fleet, and the huge ocean-going fleet swayed in the storm, and the power of human beings was so small in the face of nature.

In such stormy waves, the oarsmen seemed so redundant that they were powerless to propel their boats. The helmsman can only hide in the cabin and resign himself to fate. Everyone had to hide below deck and pray earnestly. It can be said that when the gods are needed, they kneel and worship, and when the spring breeze is proud, they leave the gods behind.

The waves were like the palms of giants, churning at the crumbling human warships on the sea, and the cannons slid back and forth with the violent turbulence of the ships, and no one dared to stand on the deck, for fear that a huge wave would hit them in the next second and sweep them into the sea.

Ares could only sit next to Gianna in the cabin, talking about those fleshy love words......

Dai Lin had a calm face, obviously, he had seen a lot of such winds and waves. Since you can't compete with the sea, let's go with the flow. He smoked his pipe and watched his daughter and the young knight kiss me and me, and for a moment he was relieved. Thinking of the naval battle not long ago, as well as the battle with Naga on Ghost Island, Daerin gradually developed a liking for Ares.

And just like that, the fleet spent a long night in a raging storm. The next morning, when Dalin got up again and went to the deck, he saw a dilapidated scene. The original Kul Tiras Sea Fleet has been scattered at this moment. Next to Dalin's flagship, there were less than fifteen warships left, less than 10,000 people. Other warships have long since disappeared.

The sea is calm, terrifyingly calm. Even the wreckage of the ship that was shattered by the storm last night is gone. Maybe it was blown away by the storm, or maybe it was simply shattered by the fierce waves and swept to the bottom of the sea. In short, this time, even Dai Lin has no power to return to the sky.

The admiral looked at the sea with a sad expression. It seems that the heavens are deliberately trying to make it difficult for them, or they simply did not expect that this voyage would be so difficult.

For a moment, Daelin even wondered how the orc leader had taken his people across the ocean to the Western Continent. They don't have a fleet, do they just rely on rafts to cross the oceans? That's incredible.

A few hours later, the golden land gradually revealed and appeared in front of everyone.

"Land!"

The crew shouted excitedly. This joy is akin to Columbus leading a group of adventurers to discover a new world. Of course, this continent was already on Dalein's nautical chart, but he didn't expect that after a storm, the fleet would be blown to the coastline of Karimdor in advance.

And this golden continent ...... It is not a treasure land full of gold, nor is it the territory of the orcs depicted by the Naga, but a desert, a great desert...... The hot climate, the endless desert, a geographical term instantly broke into Ares's brain, the Tanaris Desert.

Yes, it can only be it. There is no second desert of this magnitude in the whole of Karimdor. Moreover, with the coordinates of Daelin's fleet before the storm, there is a high probability that it will run aground in the Tanaris Desert.

Of course, all this, only Ares knows, and it is also his own speculation. Dalin didn't know, Gianna didn't know, and the old wolf was even more confused. A few hours ago, the group had fantasized about landing on a land full of life, with green trees, lawns and rivers, but now, when the ship docked, it was faced with an endless sea of sand.

Dalein pulls out a large number of maps provided by adventurers, but all of these amateur map drawings have one thing in common, they only depict half of Karimdor...... Not even half of it......

The north is the territory of the tribe, and human adventurers will definitely not be able to get by. The south is a dry desert, and even if Sansheng is lucky enough to cross the vast desert, he will soon be blocked by the tall Angolo crater. As a result, almost all of the adventurer's maps stop at the south of the Tanaris Desert and the Barrens.

Dai Lin picked up these tattered maps with a sad face. The search for the mystery of Varian's disappearance now seems to be getting more and more mysterious......