As Aaron expected, the team that came was none other than Tauren. Most of these Tauren were riding on a rhinoceros-like beast - these four-hoofed beasts were Kodo.
Kodo is extremely large, and whenever their hooves fall down, they pick up bursts of smoke and dust. However, Kodo walks very slowly. Aaron estimates that Kodo's speed is probably not much faster than the average person walking.
This team marching slowly along the path consisted of nearly thirty Tauren and more than twenty Kodo. After noticing Aaron and Vereesa, Tauren, who was walking at the front of the team, was stunned for a moment. After reacting, he urged his mount to accelerate towards this side.
But with Kodo's size, even though he was running wildly, his speed was not much faster. Seeing this, Aaron and Vereesa looked at each other. The two put away their weapons and walked over on their own initiative.
Tauren drove Kodo to a stop in front of Aaron and the others. He got off the mount as soon as he turned over. This Tauren is taller than the tallest Night Elf. He has a strong body under the brown fur and a pair of thick horns on his head. Some of the horns can be seen. The traces left by the blade showed the past experience of this Tauren. At this moment, this Tauren was looking at the two of them with a mixture of surprise and confusion. "May Earth Mother protect you. I am Magran. I am very happy to see an elf here... Sorry, what race are you?"
Of course, Aaron and the others didn't understand - not many people in Night Elf understand Tauren Language, let alone Aaron and Vereesa.
After noticing that the two of them didn't understand, Tauren stretched out his thick palm and patted his forehead, and then said the sentence again in Kaldorei language with a strong accent - if Common is a language refined by the many races of Eastern Kingdoms. Kaldorei language is the language that is popular in Kalimdor because of the strength of Night Elf.
"What did he say?" Aaron showed an awkward smile to Tauren, turned his head slightly and asked Vereesa in a low voice.
Vereesa raised his eyebrows and said with a wry smile, "This guy's accent is so serious, it sounds a bit like Kaldorei language, but..."
At this point, Vereesa spread his hands, "I can't understand a word. I only know that this guy seems to be saying something to bless us. His name is Magran. I can't understand the rest at all."
It is not difficult to understand. There is very little contact between Tauren and Night Elf. The Kaldorei language they use is quite different from the genuine one, and the Thalassian of High Elf is also very different from Kaldorei language. When the two are combined, the final result is that neither Vereesa nor this Tauren can understand each other's words.
"If I had known better, I should have hired a Goblin. Those profiteers who are looking for money must have mastered Tauren Language." Aaron gently rubbed his forehead, looked up at Tauren who was repeating the sentence just now, pointed to his ears, and waved his hand to express that he did not understand.
What followed was an extremely difficult communication process. Aaron and Vereesa barely made Tauren understand that they were from the north and wanted to go to the south, but more The message could not be conveyed. After all, the Thalassian spoken by Vereesa was different from Kaldorei language. It was difficult for Aaron to convey his meaning even by gesticulating randomly with his hands.
After a messy exchange, both Aaron and Tauren were already in a state of mosquito-repellent incense. After this exchange, Aaron's heart became cold and he began to doubt whether he could make this trip. Whether he had achieved his goal or not, he had begun to consider whether to go back and ask Shandris to send him a few Night Elf. Instead of having to fight with them, he could just act as translators for himself and these Tauren.
"I can't stand it anymore." At this moment, a golden light flew out from Aaron's head, turned into a golden humanoid shadow with two wings on its back, flew in front of the stunned Magran, and began to communicate with the other party using Tauren Language.
"You can say Tauren Language?" Aaron looked at Xal'atath, "Why didn't you come out just now?"
Since leaving Northrend, Aaron has found that Xal'atath has become more and more passive and sabotaged her work. If this guy hadn't always used his vicious tongue to criticize her, Aaron would have forgotten her existence.
"Do you think my tens of thousands of years have been in vain? Don't speak these stupid languages, even Murloc's Aquatic I can do it." Xal'atath ended up with After Tauren's communication, he flew back to Aaron and rolled his eyes at Aaron, "This matter has nothing to do with me in the first place. If your communication wasn't so stupid, I would never have come out."
"Okay, what did Tauren just say?" Aaron ignored the useless information in Xal'atath's words and went straight to the topic.
"Harpy attacked their village and kidnapped several Tauren. They wanted to rescue those captives." Xal'atath glanced at the corner of his mouth after finishing speaking, "Just look at the speed of these Kodo. When they catch up with Harpy, there will probably be only bones left."
"Tauren?" Aaron remembered something after hearing this, and took out the horn that Harpy had just used as bait, and motioned to Xal'atath to ask the other party if he recognized the horn.
Before Xal'atath could speak, Magran's eyes turned slightly red. He stretched out his hand to avoid the horns of the bull. After looking at it carefully, he let out a roar of pain. A few tears welled up in a pair of bull's eyes and fell to the ground.
Magran stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, took two steps forward and came to Xal'atath, and asked something much faster than before.
Xal'atath looked at Aaron: "This guy wants to ask where you found this horn, and where did those Harpy go?"
Aaron hurriedly led Magran towards the previous battlefield. There were still traces of previous battles on the ground there as well as those Harpy shot down by Aaron and the others. However, there were no traces of other Tauren in this area, only Harpy's feathers all over the ground.
Magran asked with red eyes the whereabouts of the remaining Harpy, and Aaron pointed the direction of Harpy's escape. Tauren immediately roared a few words at his companions who were slowly approaching. The team immediately turned around in a hurry, preparing to continue the pursuit.
Magran waved the horn in his hand and expressed his gratitude to Aaron, then hurriedly caught up with his companions and headed forward.
Aaron and Vereesa briefly discussed it and decided to follow up and provide some help to Tauren depending on the situation. This way, it will be easier to deal with them in the future.