Chapter 17: The March to Kalimdor

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Fu Hang ran all the way back to the camp, thinking with palpitations: Why is this mysterious voice so familiar, as if he had heard it in the dark.

However, after returning to the camp. Fuhang didn't say anything, simply ate some dry food and water, and lay down in the tent. It was impossible to sleep with the Queen, and Fuhang was forced to share a tent with Uncle Ram.

Uncle Ram was already tall, and the tent was only two meters square, and Uncle Ram was snoring, and he didn't forget to pose while he was asleep. So much so that Fuhang didn't even have a place to sleep.

Looking at Uncle Ram's honest face, Fuhang didn't want to disturb him, so he got up and walked out.

Today, the moon of Azeroth is as shy as a girl, and the crooked crescent moon looks like a rejection. The bright stars vied with each other to release their light in order to favor this crescent.

Such a quiet night is the most suitable time to think about life. Fu Hang thought seriously.

According to Azeroth's timeline, Gianna had already crossed east to Kalimdor and met the first orcs. The next thing she had to do was to track down this group of orcs, the tribe of Thrall.

The Orc Tribe, which had experienced the Second Orc War, had suffered a great loss of vitality, and now Thrall's priority was to strengthen the Horde's power again. Therefore, the arrival of the human mage is definitely his greatest mortal enemy. The most important question now is how to reconcile the two armies and resist the Burning Legion together.

If Fuhang remembers correctly, the current Warsong Clan has already engaged with the Night Elves.

After some consideration, he decided to do something crazy. Stop Hellroar Grom from drinking demonic blood. The Burning Legion should still be in the Eastern Kingdoms now, and it is believed that it will not be long before he and his army will arrive in Kalimdor. The power of the Tree of Nodashir must have attracted the most cunning of polluters.

With Fuhang's understanding of Saar, he made such a judgment. The first emerging orc tribe is definitely not willing to fall into the dilemma of fighting on two fronts at such a moment, at least now the orc tribe does not have that strong force; Second, Saar's character is here, he wants peace, and as a visionary leader, he deeply understands that only peace can make a tribe thrive.

After thinking about it, Fuhang decided to make a fuss about Sal's body. Ally yourself with Thrall as soon as possible to stop Grom from drinking the demon's blood, then work with Grand Druid Malfurion Fury to fend off the Burning Legion.

Fuhang didn't know, but his idea was good. But he still miscalculated, because he underestimated Akmund's true strength.

Of course, after all, Fuhang can only predict the known history, and he can't predict what Azeroth will be after the change.

Now the question is not these, but how to improve one's strength as much as possible. A third-level mage cultivator, Sal just saw him, and at most thought he was a small soldier. Sal is not Gianna after all, and now Gianna is still a little girl and can simply believe in Fuhang. If Fuhang waited until Gianna had gone through everything, he would have been caught in the prison of Stormwind. And Sal is already an old fox who has been through ups and downs and has been experienced. It's hard for him to deal with such a legendary leader.

Before the sky and the sea were bright, Uncle Ram raised his voice and shouted, "Sailors, work, work." ”

After a cacophony of sounds, a dozen sailors began their work under the command of Uncle Ram.

"Drop the anchor, yes, into the depths of the sea." Uncle Ram pulled the cat and twisted the roulette wheel in his hand vigorously, keeping the rope of the iron anchor.

Leonard's thin body, holding a few log stakes, staggered to the beach. Seeing that he was walking staggeringly, as if he was about to topple with another straw, Fuhang hurried a few steps and took the stakes one by one.

Leonard looked grateful, until he looked up and realized that the person who helped him was Fuhang, and the weather forecast was broadcast on his face, and it immediately turned cloudy. Obviously didn't appreciate his affection.

"Don't think that if you help us, I will change my opinion of you." Leonard said crookedly as he helped the sail.

Fu Hangli ignored Leonard, and he shouted to Uncle Ram at the top of his voice: "Uncle Ram, are these stakes meant to secure the ship?" ”

Uncle Ram smiled appreciatively. Xindao, this kid knows a lot.

"That's right, Fuhang, you put a stake every five meters, and then fix it on the beach, there is a hammer on the boat, and I will send it down for you, this is a physical job." Uncle Ram said.

The work of anchoring, Uncle Ram quickly arranged. The next step is to secure the ships.

In order not to let them be swept away by the waves, it is not enough to just run off the anchor. If necessary, the ship had to be fastened to these stakes with these thick hemp ropes.

Uncle Ram walked down with the hammer, and Fu Hang regretted taking the hammer. Is this something that a man can handle? Fuhang used all the strength to eat milk, and only struck a hammer.

"Fuhang, your face is a little unpleasant." Uncle Ram asked with concern.

Fu Hang cheered up, and said in his heart: I didn't eat yesterday, I didn't sleep last night, how good can my face be. Alas, why don't you need to sleep or eat like the traveler you manipulated before? After the crossing, I always suffered. Those authors who write time-traveling novels, I really believe in your evil!

Complaining is complaining, Fuhang still told the truth very frankly: "Uncle Ram, this hammer is too heavy, I can't move it." ”

Uncle Ram took the hammer and spat on the palms of his hands. The powerful arms and the wooden handle of the hammer seem to merge, hammer after hammer, both regular and full of power.

Uncle Ram smiled honestly: "This body is alive, fighting with you is a truth, practice makes perfect." Haha, you see that although I am not strong in fighting, I can do these physical jobs with ease. Although you can't do these physical jobs, you are a good hand at fighting, and I saw your demeanor yesterday. ”

That's the reason, Uncle Ram is honest on the outside, but he also knows a lot of truths. Fu Hang took over and said, "Uncle Ram, this is an old saying, that is, there is a specialization in the art industry. ”

This is an old saying that sounds concise and powerful. However, this seems to be the preserve of bards, not for us rough people, haha. Uncle Ram laughed.

Fuhang was also impressed by Uncle Ram's humor, this Uncle Ram is not only a good person, but also has a bold personality, and has an appetite for my Fuhang.

After doing so much work, Fuhang also realized that Gianna was going to really enter Kalimdo. Then, the confrontation with the orcs has just begun.