Inside Gadgetzan's largest tavern.
Cloaked, Thrall drank Morning Dew Wine and savored a medium-rare piece of beef. With the help of a mysterious being, he had finally returned, no longer having to endure the misery of the Ancient Zandalari Empire.
Thrall is a great Savior, yet he thrives in this era.
Adventurers returning from the desert would occasionally walk into the tavern, shaking off the sand and complaining about the unpredictable weather and the brutality of the Southsea Pirates.
The Southsea Pirates are known throughout Azeroth for their brutality, and they are completely different from the Bloodsail Buccaneers.
Aside from showing no mercy to Horde ships, Bloodsail Buccaneers are strictly disciplined, generally only robbing for valuables and rarely killing, which is related to their origins in the Kul Tiras navy.
Southsea Pirates, on the other hand, almost never leave any survivors.
Gadgetzan is located on the edge of a desert with barren land, relying on external supplies. The ferocity of the Southsea Pirates has deterred many caravans, affecting Gadgetzan's prosperity. The Goblins have tried to eliminate this Pirate more than once, but unfortunately, they have never succeeded.
Thrall chuckled inwardly; beneath seemingly ordinary appearances often lurks a great monster.
The tavern door opened, and a troll, dressed as Troll adventurer with his head covered like Thrall, walked in. His cunning little eyes scanned the entire inn, and he spotted Thrall at a glance.
The guest sat down in front of Thrall and also ordered a glass of Morning Dew Wine.
This person was someone Thrall knew all too well.
"Vol'jin, I never expected my ally would be you."
"Great Savior Thrall, it's so good to see you again," Vol'jin said meekly. "It's been so long since we last met in Pandaria."
Thrall snorted in dissatisfaction, clearly unhappy with Vol'jin as his ally. Vol'jin was cunning enough, but unfortunately lacked strength. Thrall needed most at this moment was a powerful ally.
Vol'jin guessed Thrall's displeasure and said in a humble voice, "Great Savior Thrall, I have brought you an army."
"Army?"
Thrall hesitated for a moment, then said, "You mean the Southsea Pirate?"
Gadgetzan is strategically located. Before the Cataclysm, Steamwheedle Port was Tanaris's only deep-water port, a thriving trading hub, and a center of Wealth.
To unify Azeroth, Kalimdor must first be unified.
When Thrall was Warchief, he coveted the Steamwheedle Port. With Thrall's authorization, Vol'jin took action and secretly supported the Southsea Pirate.
At that time, the Southsea Pirates were just a small force. Under Vol'jin's command, Tauren, Orcs, humans from Theramore, Dwarves, and others were constantly added to the Southsea Pirates.
The Southsea Pirates ' weaponry was also completely revamped; their cannons' range and power overwhelmed the Gadgetzan Goblins, causing Goblin considerable suffering.
Unfortunately, since Thrall lost his position as Warchief Vol'jin lost power, the Southsea Pirates have lost their connection, and now they are being suppressed by the Goblins of Gadgetzan.
Thrall cut off a piece of beef, put it in his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and asked:
How many of the Southsea Pirates still have knives left?
Vol'jin replied swiftly, "About five thousand. The Cataclysm allowed them to catch their breath and prevented them from being wiped out by the Goblins. Their equipment is top-notch."
Thrall considered for a moment, then said, "Alright, let's start with the Southsea Pirates."
The South Sea foreman, known as the ruthless Dempl, stared with red eyes at the Goblin fleet on the sea, loudly urging his subordinates:
"Get moving, get moving, you bunch of idiots, do something meaningful! Keep firing!"
The sea was filled with the sounds of cannon fire. After plundering a merchant ship, three Pirate ships were caught off guard by five Goblin warships before they could kill everyone.
The Pirate ships fought and retreated, knowing they would be safe once they returned to port, where dozens of heavy cannons would make any invaders pay a bloody price.
Pirates typically prefer boarding maneuvers to conserve ammunition, Goblins, due to their physical limitations, find it difficult to win in close combat.
However, the Southsea Pirate pirates had plenty of ammunition and didn't care about that. Instead, the Goblins gradually approached under the cover of artillery fire, seeking boarding action.
The ruthless Dempl, wielding a dagger, commanded the Pirates to open fire:
"Load these shells, you pathetic bunch! If you idiots dare to stop and scratch your noses, I'll chop off your nose-scratching hands."
The cannons roared incessantly, but unfortunately, not a single shell hit its mark. Dempl was furious and roared:
"You bunch of scoundrels call this artillery warfare technology? It disgusts me."
The Goblin warships were moving faster and getting closer. Dempl's uneven teeth gripped his dagger, preparing for boarding action.
Something's not right. The Goblins seem to have victory in the bag today.
The Goblin warships caught up, and Dempl could already see the smug smiles on the ugly Goblin faces, as if they were looking at a pile of corpses.
With years of experience in naval warfare, the ruthless Dempl trusted his intuition implicitly. When he was still some distance from the Goblin ships, Dempl threw off his dagger and leaped into the sea like a fish.
Waves splashed and the seawater churned, covered in white foam.
Dempl opened his eyes in the seawater and saw three silver figures leap onto the Pirate ship. Sharp chainsaws spun rapidly, and in an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, leaving countless severed limbs.
It's Goblin Shredder!
The Pirates were defeated; flesh and blood cannot withstand steel.
Dempl sighed inwardly and swam toward the depths of the ocean.
Few people know that he was actually a human Druid, which allowed him to escape death multiple times and rise from a lowly soldier to a foreman in the South Seas.
Dempl transformed into a silver dolphin and swam vigorously toward the Southsea Pirate.
After landing at the Pirate's lair, Dempl sneaked back to his room, changed into a clean set of clothes, and saw the Goblin Kregg Keelhaul as soon as he opened the door.
Kregg Keelhaul was originally a bodyguard for a trading Mogul in Gadgetzan, and was a master wielder of a pair of daggers. However, due to an inappropriate relationship with the Mogul's wife, he was hunted down and forced to join the Southsea Pirate.
"What, Dempl, you've escaped again?"
Craig asked in a sarcastic tone.
Dempl roared, his eyes wide, "I've been ambushed! It must be you, you little green-skinned rascal, who betrayed me! You're a traitor in Gadgetzan!"
Craig toyed with a pair of dark daggers. "Dempl, save your breath. I have no intention of getting entangled with you. The captain wants to see you."
"What, Captain?"
Dempl was stunned. The captains of the Southsea Pirates were always elusive, and no one knew who the real captain was. Each time, the captain would bring back a huge amount of supplies.
However, the captain hadn't shown his face for many years, Dempl had almost forgotten about him. He hurriedly returned to his room and, with trembling hands, took a black briefcase from the safe.
The captain's briefcase.
The Southsea Pirates had three identical chests, but unfortunately, one of the other two died at sea, his head crushed by a falling mast, and the other died on a woman's stomach.
Dempl clutched the suitcase tightly as he entered the Pirates ' drawing room.
There were two visitors, both wearing black cloaks. One of them was sitting in a chair, while the other was curiously examining the Juxiong specimen with its claws outstretched in the corner.
Dempl quickly opened his briefcase and carefully took out one-third of the Booty Bay map.
The guest in the chair took out a watch and a key.
If the Booty Bay map is complete, the inscription and key will perfectly match the markings on the map.
Upon seeing the familiar clock and key, Dempl was overjoyed, his eyes turning red.
"Captain, we've finally met again."