The Barren Land, not as desolate and barren as its name suggests, is the annual rainy season when warm and humid air from the Endless Sea and cold air from the northern plateau converge. And it's torrential rain......

"We can't finish this on time, Admiral."

Looking at the rain-soaked fortifications, Ares was at a loss. Dai Lin had long been persuaded to abandon the landing plan, and now was not the time for a full-scale war with the Horde, and it was not suitable in terms of season, troops, and logistical supplies. Without the legions of Stormwind and Ironforge, the Alliance is nothing. Moreover, the tribe has been rooted in this land for four years, and the logistics supply is completely superior to Dai Lin's army.

But the admiral is bent on going his own way, and hatred can annihilate a person's sanity, as evidenced by Dai Lin's performance.

Although he is still reluctant to admit his mistakes, it is the truth. Not only could the fortifications of the Alpine fortress not be completed on time, but the goblins responsible for providing stone to the alliance also began to unilaterally raise the price......

"It's all those damn goblins, falling into the well, sitting on the ground. In the first place, I should have flattened Gakison! ”

Dalin said angrily. The rain fell on him, unable to extinguish the admiral's unending rage. Dealing with goblins is a painful affair, and their business practices are outrageous. I was eager to trade with you, and I had a good attitude, but when I saw that the alliance was at war with the tribe, and the alliance was in urgent need of materials to build the castle, it unilaterally raised the price of stone, making it impossible for the alliance to complete the project on time. And in times of war, no matter how high the price, you must also pay, otherwise, the castle will not be completed, and countless Alliance soldiers will die on this land.

"It's useless to talk about that now. We must think of our next steps, and the Horde's great forces are expected to arrive soon. As you saw in the battle last night, without walls and towers, it would be difficult for our soldiers to resist the orcs. ”

Ares reminded that although Dalin was his father-in-law, it seemed that this father-in-law was very unreliable now......

"I intend to dismantle the artillery from the fleet and place it on high ground to withstand the onslaught of the horde army."

Dalin continued.

“…… It's too risky! If we can't hold the high ground, we won't even have a chance to retreat! ”

After Daillin finished speaking, Ares was silent for a long time, unable to say a word...... The famous admiral in history, when it comes to the critical moment, is also so crazy......

"There's no need to retreat, Ares. We will surely gain a firm foothold in this land, and by demolishing the forts, we will cut off the hope of the soldiers to retreat, and if there is no way back, the soldiers will march forward with blood and fight to the death. Because, they have no way back at all, and we don't have ......"

Dai Lin said, revealing a confident gaze. He had fought in the worst orc wars, and he knew what kind of human army was the most terrible army, and that was the army that did not want to die. When humanity dies, it is a terrible army. Because, they have nothing left, there is no way back, they can only fight for their lives, and without the fear of death, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers will become extremely strong.

"PUBG ......"

Ares sighed.

……

Dust swamps, goblin quarries.

"Well, friend, I can still call you that. However, I hope that you will cooperate with the message I want to convey next, otherwise, from today onwards, we will no longer be friends. ”

The Alliance seized the time to build the fortress, and the Horde army had been assembled in the barren land and was heading to the mountain castle that Dalin had built. Lexa is ordered to go to the goblins' quarry camp to negotiate with the group of snobbish goblin merchants. Or rather, it is not a negotiation, only a matter of implementation or non-implementation.

"Well said, well said, what kind of order did you bring with the Great Chief today?"

Seeing the tribal envoy personally visiting, the goblin contractor of the quarry hurriedly got up from his seat with a look of flattery. Although in his heart, the goblin merchant already knew what Lexar was here for. The quarry provided Daelin with stone for them to build a castle, which the tribe would definitely not allow, and the messenger came here today for nothing more than this purpose. In fact, the goblin contractor at the quarry knew that there would be such a day, but the longer the time could be delayed, the better, and with each day of delay, he could sell the stone to the Alliance at a high price. Dozens of times the profit, this kind of thing, even at the risk of cutting off the head, the goblins are willing to do it......

"You know it well, old friend."

Lexa sat down, staring maliciously at the goblin contractor.

"I know, I know, but you have to give me some time, you see, the workers on my side have signed contracts with me, and I have paid them for three months......"

"Alright, Kota, that's it. I don't want to hear you nag me here, you don't have any excuses or reasons. Grand Chief Thrall has said that your quarry must cease immediately, and that your shady trade with the Alliance must end immediately. The past can be ignored by the tribe, but this time, if you continue to obses, the war machine may also befall your city. It's a time of war, and you understand what's at stake. ”

The goblin's words were interrupted by Lexa, and the half-blood orc spoke unceremoniously to the goblin. It can also be said to be a threat. In fact, many orcs have long been dissatisfied with the goblins who see the wind and rudder, and this time, if the goblins are still obsessed, many orc warriors want to take this opportunity to teach them a lesson.

But as goblin merchants who have been traveling between various tribes for many years, they can't give the tribe such an excuse.

Cota quickly and playfully agreed to Lexa's request. As much as he would have liked to stay here a little longer, the gains of one day here have caught up with the gains of a year of his normal trade. It can be said that there is a real opportunity to get rich. It's a pity that the conflict between the tribe and the alliance has reached the point of irreversibility. The goblins' business is over.

"I will, I will, I'll let them stop what they're doing now."

The goblin said complimentally.

"Also, all the ships you have on hand are now all requisitioned by the tribe."

After Kota finished speaking, Lexa continued to relay Thrall's instructions. But now, the goblins are a little unhappy.

The requisition of merchant ships is said to be requisition, and a discerning person will know at a glance that this is requisition, and it is clearly a seizure. The conflict between the Alliance and the Horde escalated, and at this time, the Horde requisitioned ships, needless to say, must have been sent to the front line to be used as cannon fodder. The cost given is certainly not enough for the goblins to rebuild an identical ship.

"Damn ......"

Cota muttered inwardly. But under the pressure of the tribe, there seems to be no better way......