Chapter 708 28. Youth - for Book Friends 20170615171252506【10/10】

Chapter 708 28. Youth - For book friends 20170615171252506【1010】

My name is Baine, Baine Bloodhoof, and I am the son of Cairne Bloodhoof, High Chief of the Bloodhoof Tauren Clan in Mulgore. The enemy's head is cut off. I have never been afraid on the battlefield. My favorite thing is the powerful double-barreled shotgun that was gifted to me by the human king Varian, and when I was fighting in the arena in Gadgetzan. The heavy locomotive that I won.

At that time, I thought my whole life would be spent on the battlefield.

After all, I am a qualified soldier, an excellent tauren warrior, a ruthless warrior, my heart has never been shaken...

But just this afternoon, my mind was disturbed...

I met a girl who made my dreams come true. Her name is Mela Gao Ling. She has a pair of beautiful shocking eyes and a pair of lovely antlers. When she said thank you to me, I felt my heart beats so fast...

My eyes can't help but follow her back, and that beautiful tail, I can't help getting lost in her gentle voice, and according to my good brother Garrosh, I should be in love...

Is this what it feels like to be in love? My heart was beating so wildly, like the first time I killed that golden lynx trying to sneak up with my spear...

This feeling...it's amazing...

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"Bane...Baine!"

"ah?"

Hamuul Archdruid's two calls finally awakened the dazed-eyed Bane from his fugue state. The young man flicked his tail a little embarrassedly, and he took a peek at May, who was sitting next to Elder Blackhorn. La Gaoling, the tauren lady was tasting the high-quality tea produced in Mulgore, and didn't notice his embarrassment, but it also made Baine's cheeks flush, and he raised his head to look at Hamuul, who Some helplessly shook his head.

"Bain, your father, Elder Blackhorn, and I want to discuss the matter of sending troops to support the compatriots of the Gaoling clan. You take Miss Meera to Thunder Bluff, and you must protect Miss Meera's safety. Our guests feel at home, you know?"

"Ah...oh, I see! I will definitely protect Miss Mela!"

Bane hurriedly stood up, patted his chest vigorously, and under Miss Meera's curious gaze, the young warrior walked out of the shed with the daughter of the chief of Highmountain in a panic.

After the two juniors left, the three leaders who could call the shots looked at each other. The elder Blackhorn who came from afar felt the goodwill from the Bloodhoof clan and the goodwill hidden in it from the moment he entered the sphere of influence of the Bloodhoof tauren. Some kind of expectation and purpose under it.

For this old man who has helped the elders of the Gaoling clan for three generations, being able to feel these things means that he has come to ask for help this time. The Hoof Clan, the ancient compatriots who came from the same source as the Gaoling Clan ten thousand years ago, what do they hope to gain from the war in Highmountain?

Is it just the goodwill of the Gaoling clan?

"cough cough"

After the powerful chief Kane and his brother Hamuul made eye contact several times, the strong tauren chief coughed lightly twice, and poured a cup of hot tea for Elder Blackhorn himself. The tauren chief of the war looked at Elder Blackhorn, and he said straight to the point:

"I know why you are here, fellow Highmountain... The Bloodhoof clan is willing to help you, our two legions have just completed the replacement of thermal weapons, and there is currently no tauren-related war in Kalimdor , we can send a legion to go to Highmountain to fight..."

"Um."

Elder Blackhorn nodded. He didn't have much joy on his face. He was waiting for Chief Kane's next words, and instinctively told him that that was what really mattered.

"but..."

Chief Kane narrowed his blade-like eyes on his battle-scarred face, and said:

"The Bloodhoof Clan also has our opponents in Kalimdor. The Mulgore Grassland is very good. It conceives the future of the Bloodhoof Clan. But we still have another piece of ancestral land. In the desolate land in the northwest of this, It used to be the territory of the Tauren, and you need to be clear that according to the original plan of the Bloodhoof Clan, these two legions that have completed the transformation are to be used to regain our ancestral land."

"But we don't want to see the blood of the same origin struggling to survive under the ravages of demons, so after the war in Highmountain is over, I hope that the Highmountain clan will also send your fearless warriors... to help the Bloodhoof clan regain Desolace, for this reason, we are even willing to share with you that barren land that hides rich minerals and resources."

Hamuul Archdruid also said:

"The Blightcaller has received the notification from the Cenarion Council. The six Archdruids have discussed it several times. In the end, the Blightcaller is also willing to help lives in need. We are willing to send an army of wild guardians to Highmountain, As a price, the Gaoling clan also needs to help the Blightcaller, we heard that the ancestor of the Gaoling clan, Hun Gaoling, was blessed by many wilderness gods in his legendary life?"

"Well, yes!"

Elder Black Horn nodded, took a sip of fragrant tea, and said softly:

"The most legendary story of Hun Gaoling is his friendship with Ellot, the descendant of the White Hart God. After Hun died of old age, the beautiful and noble spirit of the moose also voluntarily followed Hun. Our The ancestors spread its remains all over the high mountains, representing its yearning and respect for Huun."

"Very well, we need the remains of Elot, the spirit of nature."

Hamuul Runetotem said to Elder Blackhorn:

"Let's take the remains of the spirit of nature as a reward for the help of the Blightcaller. To be honest, we are different from the Cenarion Council. We are committed to resurrecting the demigods of the wilderness who died in battle in ancient times. Noble souls should be able to return to this world." Just like how we aided the mighty Agamaggan...Maybe after the war, the Gaoling clan will welcome back the spirit of nature that once guarded you."

"It's a win-win thing! It's a good thing, too."

"kindness."

Elder Blackhorn didn't think about it for too long. He nodded and agreed to these requests. He looked at Kane Bloodhoof in front of him and said:

"As for the covenant of mutual help between the Gaoling clan and the Bloodhoof clan, I personally cannot agree to it, but I welcome Chief Kane to go to Highmountain and talk to Chief Ulan about this matter, and I also believe that Great Chief Ulan will not Will reject friendship from fellow countrymen!"

"very good."

Kane nodded, he glanced at Elder Black Horn, and after a few seconds, the chief said:

"One more thing, you saw my son Bain, Elder Blackhorn, do you think this young man is outstanding?"

"Baine is a very good young man, Chief Kane, you have an excellent successor. I have heard many legends about Baine along the way."

Elder Black Horn said with a smile:

"A young man like Bain, even in the Gaoling clan, is an outstanding young hero!"

"Then, does Elder Blackhorn think that my son Bain is worthy of Chief Ulan's daughter?"

Chief Kane asked again:

"The covenant between the two clans needs a carrier. I think the combination of the best blood of the Bloodhoof clan and the best blood of the Gaoling clan will become the best bridge for the two clans to join hands and even integrate with each other. What do you think?"

"this..."

Black Horn is a little hesitant about this question. In his heart, he also thinks that Bain is a very good young man, but he can't decide on Meera's marriage, because Meera's father is still alive... So after thinking for a while , he said to Chief Kane:

"It's better to let Bane represent the Bloodhoof clan to command the legion and go to Highmountain. I believe that Chief Ulan will need some time to observe this outstanding young man. Of course, if the two young people love each other, I guarantee that the entire Highmountain bless them all."

This answer made Kane and Hamuul look at each other. Finally, Chief Kane nodded:

"Okay, then, it's settled."

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"Do you like Thunder Bluff, Meera?"

The silly boy Bain didn't know that his future had already been finalized by his father in a few words. He took the slightly restrained Miss Meera for a walk in the bustling Elder Heights in Thunder Bluff. Meera's unique moose-like eyes The horns have attracted a lot of attention for her. The local tauren all have horns, and this antler chick must be from somewhere else.

And some bold young people whistled at Meera frequently, but under Bane's glaring gaze, those young people always laughed and scattered.

"This place is different from the Thunder Totem..."

Meera's brown cheeks were a little hot. As a native of Highmountain, she rarely went out, let alone saw the open environment of Thunder Bluff, especially after the human empire entered Kalimdor, the rough orc civilization The warm, enthusiastic human civilization and the philistine goblin civilization are intertwined in this continent, which has affected the local tauren.

Especially in the past five years, the atmosphere of Thunder Bluff has also changed a lot. The tauren here live and work in peace and contentment, and the business with the outside world has broadened their horizons, and their simple and honest characters have a touch of enthusiasm and wildness. In closed Highmountain, the tauren of the Bloodhoof clan seem like another creature.

Their noisy and rich life made Meera somewhat uncomfortable and curious, wanting to participate in it.

"What are they playing?"

Standing next to Baine, Meera, who was slightly shorter than Baine, pointed to a group of yelling young tauren on the edge of the Elder's Rise. Roaring from the companions, they rushed out of the cliff. Amid the exclamation of the crowd, a group of white umbrellas opened in the wind, and then carried those brave young people to fly in the air.

This kind of bold game opened Meera's eyes, and facing her doubts, Bain scratched his head and explained to the beautiful tauren beside him:

"That's...well, paragliders, they're sold by goblins. Only the craziest fools play that dangerous game. Last month, 2 guys didn't open their parachute bags in the air, and they fell died... so there are very few people playing now."

Bane scoffed at this life-challenging behavior. He believed that the life of a warrior should be swayed on the battlefield, rather than being wasted indifferently like this.

But looking at Meera's curious eyes, Bain rolled his eyes, and he said to Meera:

"Would you like to see my collection? I promise, it's something you've never seen before... I won a gladiatorial match with the goblins, and I can drive you to Orgrimmar City, go hunting in the Barrens with my brothers, they are brave men, much braver than these foolish boys."

Seeing that Meera hesitated, Bain added another fire:

"And didn't you come here to ask for help? Listen to me, Meera, Garrosh, each of them is in command of the orc army, as long as you can convince them, maybe you can get the orc reinforcements, and I also It can take you to the human side or the goblin side, especially Gadgetzan, where as long as you have money, you can recruit a lot of mercenaries."

Hearing this, Mela was a little moved, but she soon became discouraged. She looked at Bain, and there was a kind of pitiful look in her two smart eyes:

"But I have no money, Baine. We don't use currency in Highmountain."

Seeing Meera's pitiful eyes, Bain's heart beat wildly again. He swallowed, patted his chest fiercely, and said to Meera:

"Don't be afraid, Meera, I have a lot of money. My brothers and I made a lot of money selling bug beetles after fighting the bugs last time. I keep it in the bank of the Dark Blade Consortium. I'll take you there. Hire a mercenary army for you... come, follow me."

As he spoke, Bain held Meera's hand nervously, feeling the girl's slight struggle, but in the end, Bain's eyes narrowed as she showed obedience.

A few minutes later, accompanied by a thunderous roar of steel, a huge steel locomotive rushed out from the elevator in Thunder Bluff. The championship trophy sponsored by the Kisen Gladiatorial Competition, according to Bane's request, a ferocious head of an insect-man lord was embedded on the front of the black locomotive, making this black smoke-breathing steel monster look even wilder.

Bane, who was wearing a black flight vest, had windproof glasses on his eyes. This wild tauren carried his heavy shotgun on his back, and drove a locomotive on the grasslands of Mulgore. In the carriage on his right, May La wore a helmet specially made for the tauren, and held Bain's arm tightly. Amidst the cheerful roar of the tauren and the wild music of the tauren chieftain band in the car audio, Meera was terrified and weak. The voice kept ringing in the wind:

"Slow down! Bane, make this steel steed slow down! Damn it, slow down! You madman! I order you!"

"Don't be afraid, Meera! Hahahaha, this is the charm of speed! Do you feel the passion of running? This is our youth, sit down, hold on to me! Accelerate!"

"boom!"

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