"Damn! Samuro, no matter what kind of grievances you had in the past, now that Sheikh Shanu is a guest of Sheikh Saar, the Shanu clan and we are also engaged in some trade cooperation, so as not to stir up disputes between the two sides. ”

Gladiatorial fights? This is the arena, and the orc courier is worried that once Samuro launches a formal challenge, if he doesn't want to be called weak and deceitful, the Sandfury Chief will really not be able to refuse. He didn't know what the strength of the Kazik chieftain of the Sandfury tribe was, but the strength of the Samuro orc messenger knew a thing or two, very strong!

"Huh? What are you worried about, my fellow man? ”

Aside, Regal . The fury of the earth is also fanning the flames, knowing that Samuro was severely injured by Kazik, he supports his sword master friends in revenge. He wasn't very worried, this Sword Saint of the Fire Blade Clan, Samuro was much more powerful than before.

"Don't make trouble, Regal and Chief Sand Fury won't be able to see Samuro, and he doesn't necessarily have to agree to such a contest."

Roaring, the orc messenger is trying to prevent Samuro and Kazik from seeing each other, and whatever happens, it will likely affect the friendly interactions between the Sandfury and the Orc tribes.

"Hey, since Chief Sandfury has found me, maybe he has a crush on one of my gladiators, as you say. I think he would agree to Samuro's invitation to compete. ”

"Damn it!"

The Orc Courier stomped his foot in hatred, he hurriedly ran out, unable to dissuade his two compatriots, and he should not be able to influence the actions of the Sand Fury Chieftain and call his own retinue, which needs to be solved by the Thrall Chieftain.

……

A hidden realm in Orgrimmar's Valley of Power, where the orc tribe crafts their weapons and equipment. After receiving a report from his subordinates, Chief Kazik also wanted to purchase some weapons and equipment, and after a little thought, Sal agreed.

Barren land is not really barren, it is a vast grassland, but it is rich in various mineral resources. These standard weapons and equipment, these are not too powerful equipment can be sold to the outside world.

After thinking about it, he put down the affairs in his hand and asked Woking to assist in handling it, and Sal followed him to the arsenal. Orgrimmar's start-up is not just as simple as being poor and white, and Thrall now owes a lot of debt to Gazruwe of Ratchet City. It would be great if you could sell those weapons and equipment for some money, after all, it was supposed to be sold to the outside world. But he also has to ask personally, don't let his subordinates sell those powerful weapons and equipment in one go. For example, in the case of the High Overseer Tomahawk in the hands of King Sarufar, such a powerful weapon will always take precedence over the supply of one's own people, the real one's own.

The High Overseer Tomahawk, this equipment is very powerful, but the name is not so high. It's actually okay, it's not brilliant but it's decent. Thrall shook his head at the thought of another powerful weapon, that name was terrible, the High Overseer's pig-chaser! What?! Do you dare to come up with a name that is awesome?!

Sinsara has a lot of money at his disposal, and he also has a small witchcraft backpack, and the result is that he has really made a big purchase, and those orc tribes can sell very good quality equipment to the outside world, and Sinsala, the sand caller, has bought it all.

The great orc chieftain unknowingly made a sale, the arms trade. I didn't think it before, but since the orcs made their home in Kalimdor, all kinds of affairs need to be dealt with, and Thrall really understands the importance of money.

'Damn! One of Kazik's subordinates has so much money at his disposal, how rich are the Sandfury tribes?! ’

Sand Fury is not rich, but the traverser is hanging......

With that in mind, Thrall was planning to sell something else. Isn't that what the leader of a faction does? Look at Trump in the real world, the president of the United States wants the whole world to sell their arms.

While he was thinking about it, Thrall arranged for his subordinates to come and report that Samuro seemed to be going to fight Kazik.

'Damn! ’

Hearing this, Sal was shocked. As the sword master of the Fireblade Clan, Samuro is an important combat force in the tribe, and it is not an exaggeration to say so. Samuro is strong, but Kazik is even stronger. Besides, no matter which side is damaged, the friendly relationship between the Sandfury and the Orc tribe will inevitably be overshadowed.

"Okay, I know, I'll rush over!"

"Wait, Chief Sal, I'm fine here, I'll go with me."

Sal is more worried about his countrymen, while Sinsara is not worried about that. Along the way, Sinsara, the Sandcaller, no, should be all the Sandfury Trolls, they have a deep recognition of their Chieftain's strength. Maybe not very reliable in some ways, but Chief Kazik is the first force of the Sand Fury that cannot be beaten by thunder.

"Okay, let's go over together."

……

Soon, Kazik met with Regal. Wrath of the Earth, this is a guy with a wolf's head helmet.

Wolf head? Durotan, Lexa, and then there is Regal in front of him, there are many orcs who are dressed in the same way.

'Wolf head? It seems that Zulfarakri has such a drop, who came from?! Ukez. Sand top? Well, I'll have to ask when I get back. ’

The traverser was strange, there were no wolves in the Tanaris desert, there were those coyotes, but they were a type of hyena. Well, he has already killed him, Ukiz. Where did the wolf helmet come from in Sandtop? The hug of the madman.

"Long time no see, Kazik, chief!"

Not yet able to talk to Regal . The fury of the earth greeted, and another orc sprang out from behind the orc slave owner.

With such an obvious outfit, the banner of the Fire Blade Clan behind him all showed that this guy was a sword master. Hearing that not very friendly greeting again, Kazik frowned, does he know this guy?

"Samuro, don't mess around! I have informed Chief Sal and he will be coming shortly. ”

Wow! Samuro?!

Hearing the shouts of the orc messenger beside him, the traverser flipped through his vague memory to the figure of the orc swordmaster.

Obscure? It wasn't long before the conflict with Samuro took place during the time period when Durotar was established and the orcs clashed with the Kurtilas fleet, right?

No way, at that time, all Kazik's attention was on the panda, and he would also notice Lexa and Lockhan, but Samuro, he only existed in a small corner of the traverser's memory.

"Ah, it's been a long time. Why, Samuro, aren't you with Lexa, Rock Khan now? ”

As soon as the words came out, Kazik knew that it was too much, Lexa should be wandering in the wilderness, and Lockhan didn't know where to cat.

"yes, we've been apart for some time. But, Chief Kazik, I have always remembered our past. ”

As the orc Juggernaut's hand moved, he was caressing the wound in his abdomen, and Kazik saw it all.

"Heh, that wound is right for you, Samuro."

Kazik doesn't feel anything else, this guy is still alive, isn't he? Good luck guys.

Turning his head and ignoring the swordmaster of the Fireblade Clan, the traverser set his sights on Rhaegal to take Valera with him. Sangunar, the consent of this orc slave owner is needed. The private property of individuals is sacrosanct?! Well, a slave is the private property of a slave owner.

"Regal. Wrath of the Earth, I want to see you. Let's just say that I saw a great battle with your gladiator team, and I want to take one of them. ”

Whether that battle was exciting or not, the traverser himself knew, he just took a fancy to the pair of big white legs.

Stretching out his right hand and flicking his thumb, a gold coin quickly flew into the air and tumbled back into Kazik's hand.

"Of course, Regal I'll give you a price you can't refuse."

When the orc messenger went to find the orc slave owner, Kazik had already asked the orc retinue beside him about the price of the slave trade. Knowing in mind, one, three, five, or even ten times the price, the traverser will smash Rhaegal with money. Until the wrath of the earth agrees. The wish is good, but with some kind of troublemaker.

"Hah! It's very tempting, the Kazik chieftain from the Shanu tribe. Just ......"

As he spoke, Rhaegal stepped aside, and Samuro took another step forward, and the tall and burly body of the orc was not inferior to Kazik.

"Chief Kazik, I used to be so poor at learning that I was injured by you. After hard work, my strength has grown by leaps and bounds. Hey, Chief Kazik, I want to show you how powerful you are once again! ”

This is what you are doing, this is the so-called covenant?! Makgora?!

Kazik pouted, he had no such interest. Let's start lightly, this guy may have the next challenge, and if he starts hard, Sal's face will not look good.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, Chief Kazik."

"Don't meddle in it, Rhaegal!"

See Rhaegal. The wrath of the earth is about to provoke this dispute, and the orc messenger roars, is this not big enough?

Ignoring the messenger's shouts, Rhaegal stared at the Sandfury Chief in front of him, not recognizing the depth of Kazik's strength. But he knew that after a hellish trial, Samuro's strength was no longer what it used to be, and Rhaegal supported his Sword Master friend to complete his revenge.

"You have a crush on one of my gladiators, Chief Kazik? Bloor. Bearskin? Or Valera. Sangunar? You have a fair fight with Samuro, and if you win, you can take one of them. ”

"Wow!"

The corners of his mouth grinned, Kazik is really happy, is this an event to send girls, a big discount? Hmph, it seems that you can save a lot of money.

While he was happy in his heart, the eyes of the traverser also flashed with the extremely cold light. Samuro had a holiday with him, and it was normal to want revenge back, this orc slave owner, he was uneasy and kind......

"I agree, Rhaegal, it's the best offer I've ever heard."

It's easy to beat the boss, and if you drop the beautiful blood elf girl, this is a sure deal.

"Well, though, I hope you'll be able to play with you."

"Huh?"

"What?!"

"Chief Kazik?!"

Samuro's face was pale, this guy was crazy. Rhaegal was stunned, and he wondered if he had misheard. The Orc Courier also looked at Kazik in amazement, and he spoke anxiously to stop the arrogant words and actions of the Sandfury Chieftain. Entering the arena, according to the attitude of Samuro and Regal, they will not show mercy, not only to divide the victory and defeat, but also to decide life and death!

"You heard you right, Samuro and Regal, I agree with your challenge, and I want to fight you at the same time."

Stretching out his right hand and squeezing it hard, the sound of sizzling and pulling made people shudder, and those violent electric energy shone on Kazik's fist, the power of thunder.

'Since you are uneasy about me...... Arena? Hey, this is really the best place to settle disputes, a place to kill people reasonably and legally...... Double kill, it must feel wonderful! ’

Ignoring the orcs, he turned around, and with a slight leap, Kazik entered the arena. In his eyes, Samuro and Regar are dead!