Chapter 2622: By chance

The transaction could not be considered smooth. The death knell turned into a human nobleman in the Kingdom of Stormwind. He easily bought hundreds of orc captives from Blackmoore, which is not worth any money. Orc children only cost 20 copper coins, which is slightly more expensive for adult warriors. a little.

Anyway, as long as there are gold coins, the greedy asylum manager has no business that he dared not do. Even if the people above ask why there are so many orcs missing in the future, he can still report it as ‘natural depletion’.

There will always be losses. The shelter is not a charity, but a place where the orcs are managed centrally. Isn’t it normal for the criminals to die or starve to death?

But when it came to the Thrall deal, the two sides couldn't agree.

Blackmoore carefully cultivated the orc baby he picked up more than ten years ago, and wanted Thrall to become an important tool to command the orc army in the shelter for his own use and unify the entire Azeroth.

I don't know if this lieutenant of Lordaeron has already established a nation in his dream, in short, his offer to Thrall is so high that he has no sincerity to trade.

In the end, Su Ming still used a cigar, so he didn't give a penny, leaving Blackmore here as a cover for his ‘delivery’ behavior.

Thrall’s treatment was pretty good. The other orcs lived in the large barracks outside the castle, and he lived alone in the castle dungeon. At any rate, he was considered a single room. After learning the news that he was sold, he was struck by lightning. His feelings for Blackmoore It's very complicated.

It was this human being who raised him, and Blackmore gave him everything except love.

In addition, he was very reluctant to bear the daughter of the servant's family in the castle, Taresa, so Su Ming simply paid for it and bought the maid from Taresa's parents to be a companion to Thrall in the future.

A man led hundreds of orcs out of the shelter, and the guards just opened one eye and closed one eye. Where does the nobleman go, will they be killed by the orcs halfway, and where will the orcs run? They shouldn't have seen it.

Because it is certain that the lieutenant must have accepted the benefits of others, asking about these, is it because he thinks he has a long life and wants to be arranged in the arena to fight the orcs?

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In fact, these orcs were very honest along the way. After all, the first batch of transactions were children and women, and they were all locked together with iron chains, so they couldn't move at all.

Thrall and Teresa have been walking together, as if they were imagining their future.

However, after walking along the river to the Alterac Mountains and entering the snow-covered taiga area, Orgrim, who was in charge of the reception, had already taken the Frostwolf clan warriors to wait there.

Su Ming also changed back to his own prototype at this time, announcing to the orcs that they were free.

"It's great, as the warchief, I brought them to Azeroth, and I will try my best to bring them back, although many people have died..."

Seeing the orcs happily smash the shackles and hug each other, Orgrim was full of emotion, and even had a nose in the cold wind.

"Although Gul'dan and his demon masters had the final say in the tribe at that time, don't forget that you are still the invaders of Azeroth, and the humans who died in your hands were not a few, and even more Many." The death knell lit a cigarette and faintly reminded the orcs around him: "If you want to influence my judgment by selling miserables, then you have a wrong idea."

"I didn't mean that, I mean, that war was wrong, neither glorious nor worth it." Orgrim's gaze fell on Thrall in the crowd, and the young Durotan descendant was holding the tower. Resha, comfort her not to be afraid.

Su Ming laughed and handed the chief a bottle of wine: "It is good that you can recognize this. In the future, you can do a good business with my people. I will deal with the Burning Legion. Now it is not suitable for celebration. I will send you back to Germany. Lano."

"How to go back?"

Orgrim nodded. The orcs who came out of the shelter were unclothed. It was still too cold in Alterac Valley, and it was indeed not suitable for celebrating the reunion. But how should the Frostwolf clan travel across the continent to reach the Dark Portal and return to Draenor?

The answer is not to take that path. Su Ming also mentioned the breach at the previous meeting of Stormwind Kingdom, and Varian also said that he would arrange for the Masons Guild to go and tear it down.

Su Ming knocked on the collar of his armor, and strangling sent a signal. Within a few seconds, it was as if a meteor shower was falling in the sky, and the landing crafts landed in the woods with heat.

Those who came here were the First Expeditionary Fleet, the first batch of copycat interstellar warriors who were trained by the Death Knell from the Loyalty Academy.

It is not a copycat anymore. Although they are not as big as the genuine interstellar warriors, after being injected with the miracle serum isolated from death knell blood and using various technological equipment blessed by the adjutant for so many years, their combat effectiveness is not weak at all.

It's just that the swords and guns are a bit smaller, and the armor is a bit smaller, it doesn't matter.

Genuine interstellar warriors can't be used to transport orcs. After all, they hate greenskins. If they are not good, they will want to'purify the aliens for the emperor', which is a bad thing.

"Principal, the first company of the first fleet has arrived, waiting for orders."

The commander with a beautiful moustache, wearing heavy yellow armor, strode across the snow, past the surprised orcs, and came to Su Ming to salute without squinting.

"As always, on time, Dorn, the action plan has been reached by the adjutant to each individual combat unit. You know what to do, let's start, I have something to do next, and I leave it to you here."

Patting the other party's shoulder, Su Ming passed him a copy of the orc language pack, and then turned around and left.

The orcs were so stinky that they reminded him of his little cousin, which was a bit off the appetite.

.........

Saying goodbye to Orgrim and others, they will naturally return to the tribe to move. It is estimated that it will take a while, and Su Ming doesn't need to wait.

Once things are arranged, you can do other things yourself, otherwise, what else do you want to develop your power and subordinates?

He did not return to Stormwind City, but was going to fly to the Maelstrom, but the route was heading southeast, just passing over Arathi and the wetlands. He found something interesting in the corner of the mega swamp.

That was a young mage, squatting in front of a broken tent, using crappy magic to set fire, and beside him was a high elf ranger carrying a bow and arrow, holding his arms and thinking about it all the time, as if he was mocking.

The death knell landed in stealth, drifting not far from the two to eavesdrop.

"This wood is completely wet and can't be lit at all." The young mage frowned. Although he kept releasing fireballs at the pile of firewood, the firewood just emitted white smoke and no sparks appeared.

"Who said that it's okay to start a fire? Now you have to eat, but you can't. Oh, humans, always bragging." The elf ranger raised an eyebrow and spoke a bit of yin and yang, but he still squatted to the pyre. On the side, as if planning to help blow. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

The mage bowed his head and began to poke the pieces of wood with his fingers:

"I shouldn't have been tricked out of Dalaran. Alas, Master Krasus asked me to investigate the Red Dragon Legion. He said that as long as this task is completed, the last time I bombed his mage tower will be wiped out. I can also forget about the ooze in the sewers, and the fact that I replaced Master Antonidas’ mana potion with blueberry juice. He can also keep it secret for me... But Grim Batol’s pass is all there. It's a crazy orc, what can I do?"

"How many bad things have you done?! Have you had any enemies with Dalaran?! Are you really a mage?"

The elf tugged at his green cloak to prevent it from falling into the mud and getting dirty. He spit out angrily, but quickly calmed down with a sigh:

"...If it doesn't work, let's wait for reinforcements. It is an orc and a dragon. It is not a problem that the two of us can solve, and it is dirty and damp, which is really unpleasant."

"Vereesa, there will be no reinforcements. The masters don't believe me at all. Compared to them, it is easier for us to turn to the hard-hearted Wildhammer dwarves."

The mage gave up the movement of raising fire, and sat down on the slightly drier ground, gasping for breath:

"Didn’t you not see that when I said that the Red Dragon Legion was controlled by the orcs, they almost laughed to death. "The guardian dragon is controlled by the orcs. It's like saying that the ants are driving the elephants." There are also people. Say,'Roning, you are lazy again, and if you find an excuse not to visit the Red Dragon Queen, you will be expelled from school.'"

Luo Ning squeezed his throat, imitating the female voice of Archmage Modra, rolling his eyes as he spoke, with a pretentious look.

I don't know if Modra knew that he was slandering himself like this behind his back, would he really get rid of him.