"What is this?" Grom asked, frowning.

At his feet, the goblin captain lowered his head, opened the parchment roll, spread it on the deck, and then raised his head to Grom and continued to "grunt".

"Huh? It seems to be ...... Map? Zuhd let out a snort, crouching down to take a closer look.

Seeing this, Grom also crouched down and stared at the "map" for a long time, but did not understand anything.

But Zuhd was right, it was indeed a map; Although the language was not comprehensible, but with the map, the goblin captain drew on the map with charcoal and gestured with his hands, and Zuhd gradually understood what he meant.

The goblin captain pointed to himself, then marked an "X" with charcoal somewhere on the map; As he repeated his movements, it became clear to Zuhd that he meant that the fleet was now in the place marked with this "X".

The goblin captain pointed to the back of them, the direction they had come from, and then pointed to a large area on the map framed by thick wires, and drew a small circle, and Zuhd looked at it for a long time before he understood that it meant that they had set out from here.

Then came the main event - Captain Goblin's charcoal made a straight line on the little circle and the "X", and then extended along that line to the other end, until ...... A new, thick-wired area appeared.

"I see!" Zuhd screamed, startling Grom; "This is our destination, Gul'dan didn't lie to us, that continent is a zài. And this goblin, he knows we're going there! ”

"Uh-huh......" Grom muttered, then stared at the black charcoal line in a daze.

Under Zuhed's commentary. Grom understood what the symbols and boxes meant. But there was still some hesitation in his heart.

From that circle, which was the Gulf of Palatine from which they departed, to the "X", where they were now, it was less than a tenth of the total length of the black line, and it had been three full days since they left the Gulf of Palatine.

In other words, even if Grom's fleet is moving all the way now, even if the whole process is calm, it will take at least more than a month; By that time they were almost depleted of supplies. The new continent is full of unknown risks.

However, looking back...... It would only take three days to return to the continent, but Grom knew that if they landed where they were. Most likely sniped by humans; Therefore, Grom and the others can only detour to other parts of the continent, such as these goblin settlements.

But Grom didn't think that these goblins would take on the responsibility of containing these orcs, these little men who were greedy for money were not reliable allies at all, for the sake of money. They would betray Grom and his troops at any moment; Even if they don't. That's just to squeeze the last bit of value out of the orcs.

It was even more impossible to chase Gul'dan, the guy was so scheming that he didn't know what traps he would lay along the way, and even the direction that Zuhd saw and Gul'dan left could be wrong, and with the language barrier with these goblins, Grom didn't think they would be able to catch up with Gul'dan.

Thinking about it is to face the new challenges that may come on the new road; Or go back to your homeland. Grom hesitated for a long time to fight to the death with humanity or hide in the Middle East in the pursuit of humanity. Finally decided to be born free.

Grom made up his mind, and quickly snatched the charcoal from the goblin captain's hand, and as the goblin captain covered his fingers and screamed, Grom twisted his head and forced him to look at the map.

"We do this, and then we do this, do you understand? Well? Grom made a few hard strokes with his charcoal between the "X" and the New World, which was far away, and with great force he broke the tip of the charcoal pen. He used a variety of tone words while glaring fiercely at the goblin ship1.

"Gollum Purr!" The goblin captain's tears were pinched out by Grom's big hand, and he tried desperately to pull Grom's fingers with his hand, but he did nothing; His legs, which hung limply on the deck, trembled slightly, and every now and then he kicked with convulsions—the poor little man, who was about to be tortured to death by Grom.

"I'll talk to him!" Zuhd took the charcoal pen from Grom's hand, sharpened it on the deck, recreated a nib, and drew a shoulder in one direction on the black line connecting the "X" to the New World, and then pointed in that direction, signaling the goblin captain to drive in that direction.

"Gollum! Grunt! Grom let go of the goblin captain's head, and the little man nodded desperately, while gulping in the sea-smelling air—Zuhd chuckled bitterly—perhaps an illusion, but how could he think that the goblin's head seemed to have been flattened by Grom?

"You can talk to each other?" Grom was surprised, "Zuhed you can talk to these wastes, and you are really the same waste as them!" ”

No matter how wasteful Lao Tzu is, he is better than you idiot! - There was a time when Zuhd even thought that it would be better to leave Grom alone with the remnants of the Dragonthroat Clan and the Blacktooth Clan, which were less than 3,000 defeated, and he felt that Grom's stupidity would drag him down sooner or later, and he couldn't figure out that day he would really be split in two by the "blood roar".

However, Zuhead still gave up on this idea - after all, the orcs have only so little power left in this world, and if they are scattered, they will be annihilated by other races; What's more, without the powerful forces of the Grom and Warsong Clans, Zuhd is also a little afraid of the future - whether it is the New World or the Old World, the future of the orcs is not very clear.

Ignoring Grom's insults to himself, Zuhd continued to gesture with the goblin captain.

Zuhd first gestured to the approaching ships, and then made a forward movement with his hands on his chest; After repeating this a few times, the goblin captain roughly understood, and he shouted a few words to the goblin sailors who were cowering and hiding in the corners of the deck - or "grunt" a few words, not knowing what the goblin language was all about, but it was a toss-and-over muttering in Zuhd's ears anyway.

The goblin sailors seemed to have some scruples, and though the goblin captain was dancing and shouting, they didn't do anything. (To be continued......)