Chapter 57: Preparing for a Rainy Day (Part II)
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The earthy yellow muscular arms, the wide and sharp axe, and the chic flowing hair, each feature introduces the orc in front of him as the god of war Grom Hell Roar.
"Grom? How did you come back. Fuhang said with some surprise.
With Grom's temperament, it would not be easy to get him out of Warsong Lumberyard, but since Grom has returned, there must be a special reason.
Grom frowned, looked to the east, and said indignantly: "It's not because those demon cubs who don't have long eyes are disrupting the battle at this time, if it weren't for them, I would have driven those purple pointy-eared imps out of the Gray Valley." ”
Listening to Grom's angry tone, Fuhang laughed.
Looking at Grom dressed in a hard work outfit, Fu Hang also got a little bit of an idea. Tacitly said: "That's fine, preserve your strength, in the next step, I think the big chief will go to unite the elf clan." Together, face the invasion of the Burning Legion. ”
Grom looked at Fuhang's appearance and understood. This human mage is quite clever, and although he saw that he was being punished by the Great Chief to do hard labor, he didn't break the layer of window paper. This also relieved Grom of a lot of embarrassment.
"But, Chief Grom, the big tribe doesn't have a secret weapon?" Fu Hang asked.
Grom nodded and said, "Yes, yes, but it's too heavy to transport." ”
Fuhang suddenly came to his senses, and he was very interested in these mechanical objects.
"What the hell is it, chief, tell me quickly."
Grom pointed to the large camp to the west, where there was a large wooden warehouse. The area is not small, but I don't know what expensive and delicate baggage is hidden inside.
"Shall we take a look, then?" Fuhang's eyes lit up and he said with fascination.
"Let's go." Grom put down his business and led the old general and Fuhang to the warehouse of the camp to the west.
Pushing open the heavy wooden door, you will be greeted by more than a dozen giant siege weapons. Grom patted his chest and proudly introduced: "These big guys are all brought here by us from Draenor, and they are also our old teammates, and in the second orc war, the guys in the alliance suffered a lot. Just imagine, isn't it quite majestic to use these giant siege beasts to bombard the gates of the alliance? ”
Leaned in. Isn't it just a catapult? Do you still need to blow it like this? Fuhang Lian Lian echoed a few times, and said with a wry smile: "It's good, it's good." ”
It turned out that the tribe was so poor that they didn't even have any decent equipment. This is not to blame on the orcs of the tribe, the orcs have a very stubborn mind, they are very hungry for their own strength, but they are not very interested in the power outside of the body. This also created the strong bodies and indomitable will of the orcs.
On the contrary, the humans of the Alliance are very fond of using tools, which can be observed from the construction of cities by the Alliance and the Horde. Think about the future of Orgrimmar and Stormwind City, the difference, to put it too much, is that New York meets Pyongyang, and the difference is huge. (Will the three fat hit me)
"There are no other weapons in the tribe other than these siege machines?" Fu Hang was a little unwilling and continued to ask.
The old general, Sarufar, who had been silent, heard Fuhang's question as if he remembered something. He replied, "In addition to these siege machines, there are some other objects. I remember that during the Second Orc War, the Great Chief Orgrim asked me to go to Kozan Island to find the goblins there, and bought back some goblin earthmines, which played a big role during the war. ”
"Goblins? Can you still contact them? "Fuhang has come up with a way, the goblin race, the level of science and technology in Azeroth is also at the forefront, buy a little high-tech machinery, for the future battle of Mount Hyjal, there will definitely be a huge help.
The old general Sarufar thought for a moment, stroked his yellow and white beard, and said uncertainly: "There are some goblin caravans in the barren land, these small populations, the combat effectiveness is indeed not strong, but their brains are very clever, as long as they are willing to spend a lot of money, it is not difficult to contact them." ”
"I know this, these goblin merchants are fucking profiteers. However, at this stage, the situation is critical, and we will also spend a little bit of money to buy back some mechanical weapons to replace some orc soldiers to do those dangerous tasks. Fuhang seriously considered for the tribe.
"Ahem, then, old general, you can say it." Grom coughed lightly, his face a little cloudy, as if what Fuhang said had nothing to do with him.
Sarufar's face turned a rare red, and the simple old general stammered a little when he spoke: "We can't solve this -- this -- this problem -- for the time being. ”
Fu Hang gasped and shouted in surprise: "No money, I don't believe it, such a big tribe has no liquid funds." ”
The two orc leaders didn't know what to say for a while, but fortunately, the old general was sophisticated, unlike Grom who couldn't save face.
General Sarufar looked worried, and said bitterly, "Let me tell you the truth, little brother. Although we orcs are strong in combat, this business head is really not good. A few years ago, the Great Chief supported several chambers of commerce, but none of them went bankrupt. Coupled with the tossing of these old tribes, there are only a few gold coins in the treasury of the entire tribe. ”
"Not only that, but the rise of a new tribe is another funding. Fortunately, the Great Chief of Thrall is very young, and letting the orc soldiers cultivate and be self-sufficient can be regarded as relieving some of the pressure. A few days ago, the Great Chief had an idea to use the barren land as a trading camp for the tribe to master this wasteland in all directions. ”
This Sal is really shrewd. The barren land is open to the east, with the New Tribes to the east, the Night Elves to the north, and the Minotaur clans, all connected by the barren land's extensive transportation. If the barren land develops, it will definitely be a commercial metropolis. Sal is a visionary.
"That's a good idea, and after this fight, I'll have to join the Grand Chief of Saar." When it is time to help the voyage, don't forget to stir it up and get a handful of oil and water.
"What is a stake?" The two orc leaders asked, puzzled.
This modern term is a bit cumbersome to explain. Fuhang said haha: "It's investment, give the money to the big chief, let the money make money, and finally share my piece of the pie." ”
"Oh, that's right." The two leaders nodded knowingly. Although they didn't understand what Fu Hang meant by buying shares, their intuition told them that this Fu Hang was not a simple person, and when he heard the money, his eyes revealed a golden light.
Fu Hang pulled the skin for a while, and put the problem on the table again.
He stroked his chin, frowned, and suddenly said, "I have a way to pick out an ordnance from these cunning goblins without gold coins." ”