Brad was distracted for a while, and once again suppressed the unbearability in his heart. This time Lordaeron must fall, and he is confident that Orgrim will not let him down. In the previous life, Orgrim only took a small amount of time to defeat Lordaeron, but because of Gul'dan's betrayal, the upcoming victory was lost.

It can be said that that incident was the regret of Orgrim's life, and after being captured by humans, even if he escaped later, he did not regain his strength. Brad believes he wouldn't have survived if it weren't for his efforts to train Sal to be a worthy successor. In fact, when he saw that Thrall had become a qualified leader and ended his life in Hammer Town, he was killed in battle, and even if he did, he would not choose such a cowardly way as suicide.

Brad was very sure about this, Ogrim was an epic powerhouse, and Brad even suspected that she had broken through to legend at that time. It was a big joke for a small soldier to kill Orgrimmar. In later generations, it was a well-known tribal stronghold, the base camp of the new tribe in the Arathi Highlands, and it was called Hammer Town. But Brad believes that there will never be this town again in this life......

Brad closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, saying that he was recuperating, but how could he be at peace at the moment. He had already reflected that it was basically impossible for him to grasp the time so accurately.

Now his influence in the alliance is already very strong, if Lordaeron falls this time, not to mention avenging himself, it will greatly weaken Tenaris's influence, and as soon as he compares with him, the gap will come out, and he is the most influential person in the alliance.

But Brad never thought Tyrenus would die. Even if the royal city fell. Brad also hopes that he will continue to live, and Arthas will not kill his father and make this world lose something. Sometimes, death is not the most painful thing from time to time. He needed him Renus to live until that time.

So as long as they wait for a while, the Orcs will get a large number of elites of the Alliance to enter Draenor in the Third Great War, and as long as it reaches the time of the Natural Disaster. Lordaeron was in chaos, and when the time came, he would be able to take charge of Lordaeron as a matter of course, and he didn't believe that there was anyone who posed any threat to him at that time.

When the time comes, he will be able to deal with the Scourge Legion with all his might, Brad knows deeply, no matter how much he influences. The emergence of the Scourge Legion is inevitable. Even if he kills Naozu himself, there will be a second Naozu, and when the time comes, if this Lich King is loyal to the Burning Legion. He will be more troublesome, so Brad has been very entangled, not knowing how to choose. The only thing he thought about was to make his strength strong as soon as possible, not like now. He seems to be in power. But it was nothing more than a castle in the air, and after the war it became nothing.

"I forgot one thing." Brad pulls up the private warehouse he agreed with Morgana, where there are two small locked boxes, and Brad takes them out.

The first box was the official documents of the past few days, and there were not many things he needed to deal with, mainly the situation of some territories reported by Morgana. In addition, there are people from the Brilliant Guild urging Jasper Collar to accept the news of Kalim's two more oases as soon as possible, and Brad also ignores it for the time being.

The second box is a large red oak box, indicating that there is something significant. The same rune lock on this box is the code, and the password is only known to himself and Morgana.

Brad is also in no hurry. There won't be too many surprises in the territory. Orcs couldn't possibly focus their gaze, so nothing else mattered.

Inside was a piece of parchment, and Brad frowned.

The general content is: Several goblins who had been supplying the Jasper Collar yesterday came to the Jasper Collar together, and Morgana was hospitable, but the other party began to complain collectively, saying that the supply of magic materials was difficult. After Morgana's continuous questioning, they said that they wanted to greatly increase the price of magic materials, and even the basic engineering materials they had increased by at least five times.

The price was outrageous, and Morgana flatly declined. They put forward another condition, as long as the drawings of the new artillery and mechanical vehicles were handed over to them, the materials would be supplied as usual.

Morgana didn't dare to make her own decisions about this matter, and hoped that Brad would make up her mind as soon as possible, and Morgana had placed them in the Lord's Courtyard of the Holy City. However, the territory materials are seriously insufficient, and it can only support about ten days. Without a supply of new materials, ammunition and nests will stagnate.

The parchment quickly ignited into a pile of ashes, and Brad stroked Xiaobai's cold skin in deep thought.

He didn't expect that the goblins would take advantage of the fire to rob at this critical juncture, these money-hungry bastards were sure that the war between the Jiading Alliance and the Horde would continue to spread, so they intended to blackmail themselves at this critical juncture. They are very confident in themselves and believe that they will not turn their backs.

As a result, they will either make a lot of money by buying materials at a higher price, or they will be given drawings and they will get a greater profit. The cunning goblins had apparently discovered the gap between them and Jasper Collar's technology, but unfortunately, all of Jasper's core products had rune locks applied to them, which could not be dismantled, otherwise they would become a pile of scrap metal. That's why I came up with this idea.

Brad doesn't have any affection for goblins, and if they make money in a serious business, Brad won't say anything. But goblins have always made a lot of money by making dirty deals. To say that neutrality is a nice way to say, but to say that it is difficult to say that they have no position or moral beliefs, and they are an extremely despicable race.

The frenzied expansion of venture capital firms is a bloody road, and everything else such as the slave trade, pirates, etc., is used to the extreme, and only a small number of goblins do serious business.

For example, in this orc invasion, the goblins helped the tribe deliver supplies for money, and if there was no secret trade of the goblins, the tribe would definitely not be so comfortable.

"I originally wanted to make a good deal with you, everyone makes money, how good, but you don't know how to lift, then don't blame me. Now you're still eating and drinking in my territory, and you're living too comfortably. Since you don't want to live, let's disappear into the sea forever. Brad pulled out a new piece of parchment and began to give Morgana orders.

Brad's idea is simple, the goblins are clearly determined to blackmail themselves. But they don't know what to do. This war is coming to an end, and now the ammunition is enough, but the way is to think of it. There are many ways.

Order: Expel these goblins from the territory, these powerful ships are henceforth not allowed to dock in Jasper Territory, and if found, sink them immediately.

Order: Publish a proclamation proclamating that the Jasper Lords are not allowed to buy anything from them again.

Order: I heard that the sea outside the Jasper Territory is extremely unpeaceful, and there are remnants of orcs roaming, so that the Golden Tooth and Skakiel will lead the surrendered orcs and fishmen to go to sea to protect the safety of the territory's seas, if there is any accident in the fleet of those goblins. I am deeply saddened to make their plight public, and to denounce the horrible crimes of the tribe.

Order: Provinces begin to acquire magical materials with prestige plus coins. Provide a certain number of post-issuance vouchers, with which you can allow the purchase of a soul suit.

Order: Cease the operation of the whole population to process armaments and start putting into other production, mainly the main roads leading to other regions. Construction starts today.

Brad glanced at the order book again. There was nothing wrong with putting the parchment in the box, relocking it, and putting it in the warehouse. Goblins, in their own planning, they also have to remain neutral, and the development of their own territory is obviously in conflict with the goblins, maybe the goblins will be their new enemies.

"Vice Marshal, the Air Force has arrived." Outside, the voice of a herald was heard.

Brad stretched and walked out slowly.

"How?" Brad asked.

The Air Force also looks tired. Dusty. Even Fordin, Moore, and Aurelia were covered in dried blood, and they looked embarrassed.

"This tribal air force has been disabled. Basically, there will be no more threats to us. Aurelia avoided Braumus' hand and said, she was in a state of embarrassment, and she didn't want anyone to smell her unpleasant smell.

Brad nodded and said, "You guys go wash up first, I'll set up a banquet over there and wait for you." After resting, we will take the stronghold in one fell swoop. ”

The three of them nodded and did not excuse themselves, as epic powerhouses, they all felt tired, not to mention those ordinary soldiers, they really needed a good rest.

"Please, everyone, let's go to the big tent and wait for them to come." Brad said as he led the way towards the tent.

Brad sits on the main seat, no one has an opinion on this, even Hadurun does not say it but recognizes Brad's status in his heart, although Brad has a low rank, but his means are enough to kill the epic powerhouse, which he has seen with his own eyes.

"You've won the bet this time, and I'll tell you on Lanna's behalf that those things belong to you." Haduron spoke first.

"Well, I'm sorry, this bow is really useless to me, just take it as a joke, you can take it back." Brad said as he took out a large bow, his face full of sincerity.

The corners of Haduron's mouth twitched, it was his favorite longbow, it was rewarded by the council after he completed the rite of passage, he regretted it when he took it out as a bet, and now he lost, he felt uncomfortable touching the spare bow behind his back, and it was fake to say that he didn't want to come back.

If it were another person who said this, he might be cheeky and take over, it's a big deal that he is compensating for something of equal value, but it was Brad who said this, a bastard who robbed the woman he liked, how could he be willing to lose face in front of the other party.

"Poof, you did it on purpose, knowing that this guy wanted to save face." Seeing Haduron's ugly face, Braumus smiled and said, "If you really don't want it, give it to me, I don't dislike good things." ”

With a flash of fire in Brad's hand, the fire eagle bow was put into the ring, and Braumus's hand grabbed an empty one, "I heard that you won a legendary weapon in a bet, and I haven't asked you for a dividend, so you're embarrassed to rob me." ”

Braumus put his arm around Brad's shoulder, looked at Brad with watery eyes, and said, "My whole person is yours, and it really makes me sad that you still have to care about this." ”…… (To be continued......)

PS: Recommend a friend's novel, history class. Datang small landlord, ISBN: 3097216.

Introduction: During the Zhenguan period, a young man in strange clothes appeared out of thin air in the suburbs of Yongnian County, Guangping County, and the history of the Tang Dynasty has since reached a turning point.