This new Chen Stormstout is lost in his own performance, just like the Stormstout that was eaten by the Orcs —unsmiling and taciturn.
Rokhan understood the true purpose of Thrall's order: it was impossible for four people to withstand the Kul Tiras navy, and even with the beasts of the Rexxar brothers, it was far from enough.
The four need to act as bait, luring the Kul Tiras inland. At sea, the Orcs cannot defeat Daelin's fleet. Once Daelin's crew abandons ship and goes ashore, the Orcs can use their numerical advantage to surround and annihilate them.
The key was whether or not they could lure Daelin's fleet ashore. Rokhan thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a good solution. Daelin wasn't stupid; she understood the reasoning behind it.
Seeing dozens of Spirit Beasts among the Rexxar brothers' wild animals, Rokhan, bored, pointed to one and casually asked, "Where did you get this bear?"
Rexxar remained silent, Rok'ton, standing beside her, spoke with great enthusiasm:
"This was obtained from Grizzly Hills in Northrend. A group of ghost bears live in Grizzly Hills. Many hunters from Azeroth go into Grizzly Hills and live there for a year or two, just to win over a ghost bear and become its companion."
Rokhan nodded. Many hunters from the Darkspear Tribe had gone to Grizzly Hills, but most failed. Only a very few were favored by the Ghost Bear and became the envy of everyone. However, the last hunter in the Darkspear Tribe to have a Ghost Bear was decades ago.
"I've heard that since the Dark Portal opened, there haven't been any ghost bears in Grizzly Hills for many years," Rokhan asked with a look of surprise.
Rok'ton, beaming with pride, said enthusiastically, "It's simple. My brothers and I wiped out the entire Ghost Bear clan, leaving only this one. It's the only rare one, priceless."
Rexxar chuckled and said, "In the Azeroth, apart from the few dozen unique specimens we brothers possess, there are no other Spirit Beasts. These Spirit Beasts are extremely precious; their death signifies the extinction of their species, enough to exchange for ten Orgrimmars."
Rokhan's eyes lit up, and he whispered, "There are many hunters in Daelin's fleet who dream of obtaining a Spirit Beast, just as they know this truth."
"I bet they're green with envy," Rok'ton said smugly.
Rokhan stroked his sharp fangs and said grimly, "I have a way to lure Daelin's fleet ashore. By the great Savior Thrall, Azeroth has finally been saved."
On the shore, Rok'ton commanded dozens of Spirit Beasts to line up in a row, facing Daelin's fleet. Rokhan ordered the new Chen Stormstout to send a letter to Daelin.
The crew of Daelin's fleet spotted dozens of Spirit Beasts through their binoculars, driving the hunters who dreamed of animal companions nearly mad.
"Is that Spirit Beast? There hasn't been Spirit Beast in Azeroth for over ten years." A hunter carrying a long spear said with envy, his eyes blazing.
"Legendary that Spirit Beast slayer appeared in Azeroth, using dark magic to slaughter the entire Spirit Beast race." Another hunter gritted his teeth in hatred. "Finally, I've met those bastards!"
"Damn it, they're the ones who killed all the Spirit Beasts! How can we tolerate this? Don't stop me, I'm going to tear them to pieces!" Another hunter was eager to rush ashore.
Lieutenant General Aishifan is a veteran hunter who has long dreamed of obtaining a Spirit Beast. In his youth, he traveled all over Azeroth without any success, and could only tame a Hyacinth Macaw.
"General, give the order. I want to tear these damned bastards to shreds." Aishifan pleaded with Daelin. The Spirit Beast was his lifelong obsession; how could he not be anxious?
Admiral Daelin stared grimly at the letter delivered by Chen Stormstout, sensing the urgency in Vice Admiral Aishifan's tone. She handed the letter over, saying, "Read it yourself."
In the letter, the Rexxar brothers used extremely provocative language, recounting how they had traveled all over Azeroth for more than twenty years, slaughtering all the Spirit Beast populations, and searching everywhere for hunters with Spirit Beasts, killing only the pets and not the humans, so that the Spirit Beasts in their hands would become unique and irreplaceable.
The two brothers also boasted about how they treated the Spirit Beasts, torturing them with dark magic, whipping them, starving them, and even draining their life essence. It's worth noting that the various races of Azeroth are deeply influenced by Night Elf culture, valuing harmony between humans and nature; torturing pets is something they wouldn't even dare to imagine.
They treat rare Spirit Beasts, in particular, like royalty.
Aishifan was furious, his lips turning white. "Damn it, it really is that pair of murderers! General, please allow me to go ashore and kill them!"
Daelin snorted coldly, "Don't you understand? This is the simplest provocation. There must be a large group of Orcs lying in ambush behind them, waiting for us to enter the ambush."
Aishifan bit his lip hard. "Of course, this little trick won't fool me, but you should know how important Spirit Beasts are to hunters. I've heard of Spirit Beast Killers before, and I once spent a huge amount of money searching for their tracks, but to no avail. Now that my enemy is right in front of me, I'm willing to pay the price of my life to rescue these suffering Spirit Beasts."
More and more hunters are volunteering to fight to the death, knowing full well it's a trap but still determined to kill these villains. Daelin is starting to have a headache, as he often has to listen to his subordinates' opinions.
Robbie, standing to the side, said lazily:
"If you obey the general's orders, I promise to give each of you a Spirit Beast, and I will not go back on my word."
Lieutenant General Aishifan looked at Robbie in surprise. "Does the Scourge have Spirit Beasts?"
Robbie nodded seriously and said solemnly, "The Scourge has inadvertently discovered a huge population of Spirit Beasts in Northrend. We have all the species of Spirit Beasts you're looking for."
So-called Spirit Beasts are special soul creatures formed when the souls of wild beasts absorb magic. There are too few places in nature that meet the conditions for their formation, and the conditions for Spirit Beast formation are extremely demanding, hence they are very rare.
However, if it is artificially synthesized using Undead magic, it is very simple, and the artificially synthesized Spirit Beasts are much more powerful.
However, hunters in Azeroth prefer naturally formed Spirit Beasts, just as artificial diamonds are purer than natural diamonds, but girls generally prefer natural diamonds.
To persuade the group of indignant hunters, Robbie had no choice but to use a white lie.
Upon hearing that there were Spirit Beasts to be taken, the hunters in the fleet fell silent, though their gazes toward the coastline remained filled with hatred.
Seeing her subordinates calm down, Daelin looked at Robbie gratefully, then her expression turned serious, and she whispered, "Lord Stormsong, the Orcs are cornered. We can begin."
A man in a magnificent robe walked to the bow of the ship, followed by a large group of Tidesages, all of whom had their faces covered with gray cloth.
Lord Stormsong removed the cloth from his face, revealing a resolute countenance. He bowed to Daelin and whispered, "General, the Tidesages is ready. If the Orcs oppose the Tide, they will ultimately perish at sea."