The sound of heavy horses' hooves and neat footsteps roared through the long streets, and most of the city's inhabitants lit their homes and looked out carefully through the cracks in the doors or windows, but no one dared to come out to see what was going on.

Garrissus was very confident in his arrangement, after all, the elites of the Second Legion who were sent this time were all veterans who were about to enter the middle rank, and even a few squad leaders already had the strength of middle-level warriors.

In his opinion, Stratholme's garrison, which had almost never experienced war, could not be his opponent, as long as the two families of Capel and Rofal were wiped out, under the leadership of that group of wall-to-wall nobles, the other party would definitely not be able to resist stubbornly.

As for the so-called North Sea Pirates? The natural discord between the navy and the army made this young captain look down on this group of wastes who were overwhelmed by the kingdom's fleet, and the five hundred cavalry seized the advantageous terrain, coupled with the subsequent defense of five hundred infantry, as long as the other party was not stupid, he would definitely not blindly attack.

For him, the most lacking thing now is time, as long as he can quickly take down the aristocratic group led by him and surrender the local garrison, that group of pirates naturally does not dare to rise up to the idea of taking advantage of the fire to rob, so they can only obediently retreat.

So, after Kel'thugad left, he took the lead in taking the lead with the diverted infantry to the noble quarter to join the previous cavalry. Unfortunately, things obviously didn't go as smoothly as he thought. Although the cavalry that set off first had taken control of the aristocratic district, the prey he wanted was no longer there.

"Your Excellency, everything is here except for the Capel and Rofal," a herald rode up to report to Garissus.

It's not good, the other party has been prepared! He immediately ordered: "The infantry squadron is a small squad of ten people, immediately start an investigation!" All the cavalry will come with me to support the various districts and collect all the garrisons of Stratholme first! ”

Since he couldn't capture the thief and capture the king first, he had to knock out the opponent's minions first, and Gallisus, who had this idea, twisted the horse's head and was thrown off the horse!

Like a series of toppled dominoes, an earth-shattering roar resounded one after another on the largest street in the aristocratic district. The earth let out a painful wail, the solid road cracked one after another, and the collapsed streets and thick smoke swallowed the soldiers near the explosion.

The bombs that Darkan had obtained through special channels showed their terrible lethality, and in just a few breaths, the engulfed warriors in full-body plate armor lost their breath in the heat and lack of oxygen, and became the first victims.

The powerful impact and the violent heat generated the air waves that swept the rest of the approaching horses and unprepared warriors into the air, and the armor made of metal was helplessly bent and deformed in the face of the powerful kinetic energy, followed by broken masonry and a rain of blood.

In addition to this, the frightened horses fell into a hysterical frenzy, neighing and throbbing to escape from this terrifying area, which even the best rider could hardly sit on in such a situation. Garissus is one of those hapless people who has been thrown off their horses.

Finally, the young commander, who had shaken off the chaotic feeling of whirling the world, struggled to get up from the ground, and looked around the scene with his dazed head in one hand.

The wide, atmospheric streets became potholed and full of cracks, and the houses on both sides of the road were ignited by the flames caused by the explosion. The bodies of the horses were blown in half, the scattered floor tiles and the wailing warriors lying on the ground weaved a scene of hell against a blood-stained background.

"Herald, herald, where's the herald!" Looking at the infuriating situation in front of him, Garissus let out a roar of rage all day.

Unfortunately, no one responded. He didn't have time to care where the hapless guy had been dragged by the startled horse, and the sound of explosions coming from the far side of the docks told him a terrible truth. He, no, the Second Legion of the Kingdom is caught in some amazing conspiracy!

Thinking of this, Garissus reached out and pulled over a soldier who had just gotten up, his eyes were confused, and gave the order: "Go and gather all the soldiers who can still stand up, leave half of them to take care of the wounded, and the rest follow me to the docks!" ”

Light above, hopefully those damn pirates didn't anticipate what was going on here, or it would have been bad! Without waiting for the other party to react, he immediately gave the same order to the other surviving soldier.

He knew that this time the matter was messed up, but as long as he didn't let the pirates make trouble, and then put the charge of negligence on Stingch, who was in charge of intelligence, he could still be saved! As for firefighting? He doesn't have any extra soldiers to care about these trivial matters now!

After seeing off the two elderly nobles, the High Elf mage left the dimly lit basement and went to the highest point in the city, where he wanted to admire his salute from the lighthouse. By the way, pay off the balance owed on credit from the previous transaction.

"It's a goblin bomb, and if you're willing to provide the blueprints, I'm willing to pay a bigger price."

Standing at the top of the towering lighthouse, facing the howling evening breeze, Darkan smiled kindly at the goblins beside him, "Our lord is very satisfied with the bombs you provided, this is the previously agreed reward, my lord is looking forward to the next cooperation with the city lord of Gazruvi." ”

"Of course," the diminutive goblin said in an unfamiliar tone, a flattering look on his face, "Only this kind of bomb made from the iron ore and cobalt ore of the Saron Evil developed in the Northland is worthy of a noble mage like you." ”

"But this is the last stock we have, and if it weren't for some of the bombs being placed elsewhere, I think it would have been even more spectacular. Of course, with Lord Darkan, your strong ** skills, all this is not worth mentioning. ”

He quickly checked the signatures on the two documents, and after confirming that they were correct, his smile widened, "Master Gazruvi's trade team has always been very welcoming to generous customers. ”

Looking at the elven mage who was smiling a little madly in front of him, the goblin merchant's heart felt a little chill.

It's pitiful to see that he just accidentally possessed a shipwrecked crew member of Ratchet City, and finally drifted to the Silver Pine Forest a month ago. He has been cautious about being a goblin, and after learning about the Advent, he disguised himself as an authentic native.

Unfortunately, it backfired, and when he took out the wealth he scavenged from the shipwreck to make a good deal in the human kingdom, and then fled back to Kalimdor, he met the great traitor of the famous High Elf clan in his previous life, and was finally forced to act as an intermediary to bridge the gap between him and Gazruvi, the master of Ratchet City.

Didn't you say that the High Elf mages stayed in the Well of the Sun every day? Which bastard threw this hapless kid out of Quel'Thalas? And what is this guy doing with nothing to do throwing bombs? Who is my lord he is talking about, didn't the Lich King appear after the Second Orc War, did this guy take refuge in the Elder God?

As an ordinary person who has just come to this world for a few days, he still has a little resistance to this kind of scene that is no different from a massacre. But the situation is stronger than people, and it is impossible for him to betray the rich and invincible Gazruvi, and he can only bow down in front of the powerful Darkan.

"My lord, since the deal has been completed, then I will step down first. If you need anything else in the future, please contact us again. ”

This kind of damn guy, it's better to fall to your death right now! While sneering, Dax Gold carefully withdrew from the top of the tower, and he had no leisure to admire the other party's masterpiece.

He had to quickly contact Gazruvi's men to take over and transport the secret property of the two great families. If this greedy and miserly goblin has a little loss because of his own negligence, I believe that the other party will definitely not mind throwing himself into the sea to feed the sharks after he has just completed this big business!

"Filthy green-skinned monster!"

Darkan didn't care about the other party's early departure, just glanced at it, and looked back at the city below. There, a red lotus from hell is quietly blooming.

Ps: Thank you for the 588 reward from the book friend Sugatoo, I still remember that more than ten days ago, it was this book friend who gave the first reward to the author who was on a stand-alone machine, so that the author knew that the story he wrote was really liked by someone, and I solemnly thank you and everyone again for your continued support

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