"Looks like we're in big trouble," Dezko said with annoyance, "and these goblins always like to make these headaches. ”

"I'm not surprised that these greedy creatures will one day dig a dragon out of the ground," Geenya agreed, "and swallow them in one gulp." ”

Diego really wanted to give a thumbs up to the unpredicted female minotaur, because as far as he knew, at this time, some goblins had dug up the biggest "treasure" in the depths of the earth, the Deathwing lurking in the depths of the earth, but the most powerful black dragon did not swallow them in one gulp, but ordered them to forge a essentia armor for them to strengthen their huge cracked body. However, if nothing else, the moment the tooth-grinding dragon bursts out of the surface in a few years' time, these goblin slaves will also be annihilated by the lava that rushes out of the sky.

Sometimes, Diego has fantasized about announcing the future in advance - the dark door will open again, the deathwing will bring about the ......devastating cataclysm, etc., etc., etc., etc., but who would believe the words of a little viscount, you know, the witch who always predicts bad luck will only be burned at the stake!

But Diego knew he was on the right path: he already had a small army, and the king of Stormwind had a certain affection and trust in him, but that wasn't enough, he had to have more friends and fame, and only then, when disaster struck, would he be able to spread the word about the future in some way, which was what he had to do—just as the prophet Medivan had done.

He shook his head, no longer thinking about these things that were too far away, and instead put his mind back on the goblin convoy in the distance. Many goblins were looking out from the small wagon-walled fortress, and saw that things seemed to be going in the worst direction for them, that the two groups of minotaurs had converged and were probably planning to attack them.

Just then, Diego heard two minotaurs discussing how to negotiate with the goblins.

"We'd better talk to them, preferably not with violence." Dezko said.

"How do you think we didn't talk before we started fighting these green-skinned dwarfs," Genia said dissatisfied. "Actually, we've wasted a lot of saliva with them before you arrived, but these goblins who only have gold in their eyes always think we're trying to rob them."

"In that case...... "Dezko didn't have a trick either. Goblins are known throughout Azeroth for their love of gold and paranoia. The general prejudice against goblins is that they will sell someone else's or even their own life for a bag of gold, but this prejudice is not entirely unfounded, and many goblins may seriously consider this issue, and some even do it.

"You've already attacked this small fortress, in your opinion. If you add us, will you be able to beat it down? ”

"It should be possible, but I'm afraid we will have to pay some casualties, because although we have the advantage in numbers, the goblins have the advantage." The female minotaur thought about it for a moment and finally said.

"Maybe I have a way." Diego whispered from the side.

"Who is this? A human? Genia then noticed that there was actually a human in Dezko's team, and she looked her up and down in surprise, and asked with an unkind face, it seems that these greedy goblins have greatly affected her perception of strangers.

"Diego from Stormwind? Aznar salutes you and may Mother Earth protect you. Diego said in the Minotaur language, which he had been trying to learn. He's barely able to have some simple conversations at his current level.

"Genya? Rune Totems salute you. The female minotaur replied that she did not seem to have made any bad impression on the stranger, for the noble minotaur, though full of wildness, was not savage.

"Her father was the Grand Druid Samuel? Lord Rune Totem, advisor to the Bloodhoof Chieftain. Dezko said on the side.

"Actually, I'd rather you weren't because my father knew me." The girl stubbornly glared at the eventful Dezko and said. She seems to prefer to be honored by virtue of her abilities rather than by her illustrious family background. This is not uncommon among the Minotaurs, even Kane? Bane, the son of the Bloodhoof Chieftain? Bloodhoof, until it is recognized by all the minotaurs, cannot inherit his father's position.

Diego nodded in understanding. This softened Genya's complexion a lot.

"Well, tell me what you can do, Mr. Aznar." She said expectantly.

"Actually, I'd rather show you how to do it." Diego said with a smile. He pulled a flaming magazine out of his bag and swapped it into the Death Gaze's magazine slot.

He just stood like that, picked up his gun, and shot at a target the size of a truck, and he didn't need to use a kneeling or lying position to increase accuracy.

The next moment, the thunderous roar of the Death Gaze rang out. With the sound of gunshots. A series of brilliant sparks erupted on the goblins' wagons.

Diego fired unhurriedly, one flarefire at each car, and none of the trucks on their side were pulled off, all of them were on fire.

Seeing this scene, the beasts that had been besieging the convoy roared excitedly, they were not real beasts, and they were not afraid of the flames at all.

Contrary to the excited howls of the druids, a panicked shout came from the small fortress, and some of the convoy guards used shovels to throw sand outside, trying to extinguish the fire, but the powder of the lava core was not so easy to extinguish, the flames grew stronger, not only the wagons, but also the goods inside, began to burn - not all wagons were loaded with stones, and the leather, wood carvings, and herbs produced by Mogaure were very popular in other regions.

Billowing smoke enveloped almost the entire hillside, and a violent cough rang out from the back of the truck. As Diego hesitated to plant a few fires on the other side of the small fortress, the goblins made their final choice.

"Surrender, surrender!" Someone shouted indistinctly from inside.

"Throw the weapon out!" Genia commanded loudly, and while the Minotaurs were very brave in battle, most of the time they were very gentle and did not like to bleed.

A variety of weapons were thrown out of the smoke, mostly swords and the like, occasionally mixed with a few tomahawks and hammers, and Diego even saw a musket.

Then the goblins came out of the back of the wagon dejectedly and gave up their resistance - they had lost their position, and they could not resist the enemy almost twice as much.

"What are you going to do with us?" One of the elves who looked like heads asked aloud, waving a parchment scroll that looked like a copy of a trade agreement, "Under the trade agreement between the Horde and Ratchet City, you don't have the right to detain us, we have trade immunity!" ”

"But this agreement doesn't include Goblin Ventures," a voice interrupted his protests, "Don't think we don't know about the rivalry between Goblin Ventures and the Hot Sands Consortium, I think Mr. Gazruwe of Ratchet City will be happy to see you guys out of luck!" ”

He jerked his head to see a human leaning against a Kodo, looking mockingly at the grizzled goblins. (To be continued.) )