It turns out that in the face of gold coins, the goblins really have no resistance.

When Baron Berg placed a box of gold coins in front of the military contractor, the spokesman for the venture capital firm, Hackwin, and the rest of the goblin chiefs, large and small.

The goblins rushed up in a swarm...

If it weren't for the fact that this box of gold coins hadn't been delivered for the time being, everyone present would have thought that they would have started a fight.

The farce soon ended with the departure of the gold coins.

The goblins watched the gold coin away until Berg spoke, pulling them back from the illusion of the gold coin.

"Guys, now it's your turn." Berg smiled and clapped his hands, and a servant behind him took out a map and handed it to the goblin hackwin, "This has information about the towns you need to attack, tell my servant when you are ready." Then, our military will send guides to guide you. ”

"But I need to stress it again!" The smile on Berg's face disappeared, and he said solemnly, "You can't use a huge V-bomb, the towns and strongholds you attacked belong to Lordaeron's territory. You can't take even a single tile from it. ”

"Anything else, if your army and machinery need to use our airspace and territorial waters, you need to apply in advance, and our people will lead you forward."

"I suppose it is all right, Mr. Baron," said Huckwin, grinning, "that the employer's request is the purpose of our action, and we will act strictly according to the requirements of your country." ”

"But," said Huckwin, rubbing his hands, flatteringly, "may we send someone to look at the box of gold coins, and they're right under our noses?" ”

"You know, this is the first time we've done such a large-scale military contracting business with humans... It's understandable to be a little worried. ”

"Of course," Berg shrugged, and said a few words to the servant behind him, who left.

Soon, the box of gold coins came again. In the middle of this hall,

"For the first time we've had a partnership." Berg paused, and he noticed that the goblins were all focused on the box of gold coins, and they even began to argue about how many people each goblin sent to look at the box of gold coins.

He shook his head and said helplessly, "What I need to tell you is... Mill Town.. There's a huge amount of magical energy distraction there. No aircraft can fly above it..."

"Oh, Mr. Baron, it doesn't matter." The goblins looked at the box intently, and some goblins said disapprerovingly, "We goblins have all kinds of combat machines, not just airships and airplanes. ”

"But they're big troubles," Berg said calmly.

"There's nothing that a bomb can't solve. If there is, then two! Three! Huqvin took over, patting his chest and reassuring, "Of course, as an expert in explosives. We goblins will strictly control the yield of V-bombs, please rest assured! ”

Berg shook his head helplessly, he had said it anyway, if the goblins suffered heavy casualties, it would not be to blame Eva.

However, Berg may not have imagined that for the goblin leader, the lives of other goblins are nothing at all, and if they die, they may swallow their pensions...

The goblins were so noisy that Berg left the man looking at the gold coins and withdrew. Behind him came a servant with him.

"The High Lord gave you the task of contacting the goblins?"

In the crowded streets of Gadar, horse-drawn carriages walk in the middle of the streets. The carriages of these carriages were decorated with a variety of patterns, which were the family coats of arms of the nobility.

"Yes," said the servant behind Berg, who had lost his previous compliment, straightened up and looked at the people in the street, "the Great Lord has his considerations, and we need not worry. ”

"Looks like you're going to miss this event." Berg smiled, most of the carriages on the street were in one direction, and that was the abbey on the top of the Dareel hill.

"It's just one show." The servant smiled, a slightly fanatical look on his face, "The grander ones are yet to come." ”

The corner of Berg's mouth smirked, and he patted the servant in front of him on the shoulder, "Well, I won't feel sorry for you." Take a good look at our gold coins, and we can't let these little greenskins take away in advance. ”

After a few words, Berg got into the carriage waiting at the door.

"Go to the Cathedral on Darren Hill!"

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"I'm sorry, Grand Lord Harvey. General Abydis can't come from Tyre to participate in this event..."Marlan paused, and she smiled apologetically, "You know, he can't believe your accusations against Dassault Khan's Grand Crusade, but he believes you personally. So..."

"So, he sent you to take his place in this ceremony, the reorganization of the crusaders?" In the face of Locke's inquiry, Marlan could only smile apologetically.

"It's all right, Lieutenant Colonel Marlan," Locke didn't feel any resentment about it, just as he remembered Bridget's father.

The same stubbornness, paranoia, arrogance.

Although he didn't want to admit that his old friend was a demon, he subconsciously felt that his old friend's words and deeds were really wrong. In this regard, he can only wait and see what happens. To this day, he has not been to Hearthvae for a long time, instead choosing to train soldiers at the Hand of Tyre, reclaiming the limited land there and feeding the many civilians there.

Of course, Locke felt that he still chose to believe in himself. Otherwise, he wouldn't have put his daughter with him.

"Actually, um... And there's another reason... In the past few months, the undead scourge has been constantly invading us, and the general needs to preside over the defense of various places there, and he really can't leave. After explaining why Abydis was like this, Marlan said with a little confusion, "They skipped the Chapel of the Light's Wish, gathered in Cowlingshire, and attacked us. ”

"Sometimes the number of undead they gather makes us very worried. However, after attacking for a while, they chose to abandon and return to Cowlingshire. ”

"We don't know what they're up to," said Marlan, spreading her hands, helplessly, "given the poor relations between General Abydis and Baron Maxwell, there has been very little military communication between our two armies. ”

"There are even times when our troops patrolling the East Lordaeron region meet, and there are fights..."

“... This is really—" Malan didn't continue, and there was nothing she could do but show her helplessness.

"Yes, I know." Locke was helpless about it...

The main reason is that... Baron Tyrosus has recruited many soldiers of non-human races in his Silver Dawn. Most of them are dwarves, followed by orcs, followed by the elves of Quel'Salas in the north, and the very few night elves of Tedahir. There are even many Forsaken who have escaped Sylvanas' control...

Actually, for the move of Tairossos. For the non-human races who joined Silver Dawn on the front lines of Lordaeron's battle against the undead scourge, Locke was sure. These people, risking their lives, can run for the cause of mankind, and even give their own lives.

What is it called? The dreadnought Comintern ....

Well, in short, this group of people is indeed great, and for the Lordaerons, the more such people, the better. If you are not worried about the opposition of those who support you, you will consider it.

I really don't dare....

Don't you see Lordaeron today, how many people are scolding Baron Tairossos?

What Lordaeron's gravediggers, paladins' scum, traitors to humanity, etc., etc. The Lordaerons, who have experienced the orc war and the war with the undead of the natural calamity, have a deep hatred for the orcs and the undead.

His reputation is completely stinky in Lordaeron now.

The vast majority of these ordinary people don't understand the deep meaning of what Tairossos did, while some deliberately slander him, and some understand but don't care, because someone has to do this kind of thing. More people in the upper echelons chose to stand by and have no one to defend him. Even Locke, in order to avoid suspicion and in order not to get black spots on his body, he had to choose to support him in secret.

In short, Baron Maxwell Taylorsus is a good man.

And General Alfred Abydis is also a good man, but the views of the two dictate that the two cannot accommodate one.

"Everything that happens between them is a clash of ideas." Locke can only be so and muddy, but for Marlan, a famous commander in history, Locke feels that he still needs to recognize it clearly.

"But what do you think about this as the aide-de-camp of General Abydis and the logistics officer of the Hand of Tyr?"

"Me?" Marlan smiled, "Fill in the gaps for General Abydis, and try to reduce the logistical burden for Lord Wadmar." For the rest, I don't express my opinion. ”

"As a soldier, I carry out the orders given to me by my superiors."

Locke looked up in surprise at the woman, who was about the same age as Bridget, the first officer to reply to him in such diplomatic terms.

Locke slowly stepped back and sat down at his desk. He rubbed his chin and looked up and down at the female knight in tattered clothes and armor. The latter was also very bold, ignoring Locke's eyes, and wherever Locke saw, her eyes were fixed on Locke's eyes.

"If you had to choose one of the two commanders, which one would you choose?"

In the face of Locke's reproachful questioning, Marlan quickly laughed. She flirted with her short red hair bangs, and then said with a little witty, "No, no, no, you shouldn't ask that question." And, if I had to choose, I would definitely choose Grand Lord Harvey. ”

This answer made Locke instantly happy, and he had to admit that this woman was very smart.

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