Thorium is a very important strategic material, and it has a wide range of uses for various magic experiments, magic arrays, epic equipment making, associated engineering explosion raw materials, expensive gems for jewelry processing, and so on.

Humans are okay on the human side, thanks to the production of Thorium in Daron Mill, humans can basically be self-sufficient, but the High Elves are different, the High Elves are the real magic kingdom, and the amount of Thorsilver needed is also extremely large. If there is a connection between the High Elves and the Goblins, it is the notorious venture capital firm that has the ambition to take over all of Azeroth's mining and oil resources. Only venture capital firms can meet the needs of the Kingdom of Quel'Salas for scarce resources.

Goblins never make money-losing deals, and a large amount of money flows out of Quel'Thalas every year, all of which enrich the goblins' pockets. Now Brad says there's a vein here, how not to make them ecstatic. What goblins are best at is monopoly management, such as Jasper Collar, goblins will do anything to gain profits. Although the High Elves are rich, no one will dislike their money, especially this kind of strategic resource, it is really not a pleasant thing to pinch in the hands of others.

As far as Brad knows, it will take at least nearly twenty years for the new tribe and goblins to intervene in the affairs of the swamp, and with so much time, he has already laid out the solid layout of the swamp area, and when the strength of the goblins is extended to this side, he has already made a lot of money, plus his huge community of interests, he dares to pull out his teeth without that power.

"What is the marshal's plan?" Sylvanas asked impatiently, she was the most urgent of all of them. Due to the proximity to the coast, the Windranger family's territory has almost no ore veins, and the restrictions of the Silvermoon Council, the Windranger territory has long encountered a bottleneck. And the incomparably precious Thorsilver vein is undoubtedly the best time to break through the shackles.

Brad pointed to the position behind him with his cane and said, "There is a large Thorsilver vein somewhere in the mountains behind us, and my plan is to dedicate this Thorsilver vein to the Alliance's joint ownership. ”

Except for the dwarves, the other generals present all looked disappointed, and Sylvanas said faintly dissatisfied: "The marshal is really a good idea, dedicate the ore vein to the alliance, then the marshal's plan for the watch fortress will be unhindered." In this way, the marshal can control this part of the elite troops. It couldn't be better to prevent the orcs from re-invading. The marshal really deserves to be a marshal, and he thinks about the alliance everywhere. Selfless. ”

Brad certainly understood what they meant, there was a huge difference between leaving the veins to the Alliance and leaving them to mine for themselves, and the distribution of the Alliance's interests was based on the country and race, although they were the great lords of each country. But at the level of the state, they will lose the qualification to distribute benefits. These resources basically have little to do with them.

Brad glanced around at everyone and said, "If it's really what the second sister said, why should I waste my tongue with everyone." The veins near the Watch Fort are naturally for the Alliance, otherwise there would be no way for the Watch Fort to be established at all. But look at this place. ”

Brad said and took out the map and pointed to the mountains separating the Swamp of Sorrow and the Swamp of Darkness and said: "Look here, this is a military base established by the orcs, called Stonerd, which is now abandoned, and it is also the northern fortress that controls the Swamp of Sorrow and the Dark Swamp, so the hub of all things. It's a shame to give up. However, the Alliance's military strength is tight, and a watchdog has been established. It is really powerless to build a small fortress here with troops. But in order to prevent the hub from being controlled by other forces, I decided to send some of the troops of the territory to defend it here, I wonder if the generals of the Dao are willing to share the worries of the alliance? ”

None of the people were fuel-efficient lamps, and there was no one who couldn't hear Brad's words, and Brad clearly meant that there were also veins in that place, and they wanted to be jointly mined with their territory. Therefore, they all expressed their willingness to send the troops of the territory to guard here and share the worries of the alliance.

The corners of Brad's mouth were slightly hooked, he deeply understood the truth of the interests of the Dao, the Jade Collar was now red-eyed, and if he developed the precious silver vein alone, it would definitely make many people stand on his opposite, which Brad did not want to see. Moreover, these generals have their own territories and interests, and it is not contradictory that they can develop and grow themselves without affecting the interests of the country and race.

These generals are all big lords in their respective races, and they are the core generals of the alliance army, and more importantly, most of them have a close relationship with themselves, and they can occupy a dominant position by cooperating with these people. At that time, even if someone is red-eyed, it will be discouraged in the face of a huge community of interests, and Jasper Collar will be able to face less pressure.

"I would also like to say that we are not the ultimate participants, and many of the generals who did not come here are also interested in this matter, after all, it is a matter of sharing the worries of the alliance. It is believed that they will not stay out of the matter, so the specific matters need to be carefully discussed by Lordaeron. ”

Everyone had no opinion on Brad's words, the more core-level generals participated, the more their interests could be protected, and the silver vein was indeed not something that a few of them could eat.

Before you know it, another invisible force begins to gather strength. Brad understands that prestige is prestige, and at some point it doesn't put them on their side. However, it is different when interests are involved, and in the face of absolute interests, as long as interests in this area are involved, they are solid alliances of interests.

The next thing is relatively simple, the army stationed at the watchfort needs absolute elite, there is no doubt about this. After the commanders were identified, Brad gave a brief introduction to their responsibilities. Of course, it is natural to make the family willingly stationed in this desolate place where birds don't, and of course these will naturally be counted at the head of the alliance, and Bryd even let the army of Fort Watch get five percent of the ownership of the silver mine, so that in order to let the family live a rich life, many hot-blooded young people volunteered to stay. Then Brad stopped asking, believing that the kings would be distressed for a while, but would not overturn their decision. No one wants to do this kind of offending thing.

Brad sent a large number of air scouts while he was resting at Fort Watch, and with the return of the scouts, the map of the place, which had been dubbed the Land of the Damned, had been placed on the Alliance's military sandbox. The form is simple, in the middle of the Cursed Lands there are already a large number of ogres, and according to scouts, these ogres have broken away from the tribe.

The tribe's most rear-end army was all retreating to the position of the Dark Gate, and it seemed that they were still ready to resist the rear, and Brad was relieved that there were no demons in the Cursed Lands yet. All the generals are full of joy, and if they destroy the Dark Gate, they will achieve the ultimate victory. No one still thinks that the Horde has a chance to turn over.

The defeat of the Horde was done, even if the orcs mobilized soldiers from Draenor to no avail, the cunning Neozu would not make such a low-level mistake, and the scouts did not notice the appearance of Hellroar or the appearance of orc powerhouses such as Carlos, which meant that the orcs did not even have the heart to fight to the death.

These orcs who did not return to Draenor were not so much to protect the Dark Gate, but to protect the faith and pride that had been ingrained into their bone marrow, and they wanted to defend the dignity of the orcs with their own blood and corpses.

Brad admires these orcs, but admiration doesn't mean approval. The Alliance has sacrificed enough people, and he will not use the lives of the Alliance warriors to fulfill their glory for any glory. Therefore, under the complicated eyes of many people, Brad mobilized mechanical forces and the Alliance Air Force equipped with incendiary bombs to massacre these orcs who refused to surrender and return to their homeland across the Dark Gate.

That's right, it's the slaughter, the powerful firepower of the mechanical forces, coupled with the constant incendiary bombs thrown in the air, so that the orcs of the tribe have no power to resist. Many of the generals of the alliance couldn't bear it, but they all knew the character of Brad, and it was difficult to change the things he decided, not to mention that they also recognized Brad in their hearts, and it was indeed a very stupid thing to sacrifice their soldiers to fulfill the glory of the enemy.

In his past and present lives, Brad has seen too many lives and deaths, although he didn't do much in his previous life. But he had a resilient heart from the beginning, otherwise he wouldn't have built it after countless destructions of the territory. At the same time, such a miserable experience also made Brad's heart very strong.

Just like now, in the face of the fierce battle ahead, Brad is drinking on a high ground where he can overlook the battlefield. The rest of the generals were far away from the monster, except for Onexia, who poured wine for Brad.

Onexia took out an hourglass in her arms, looked at it and said softly, "It's almost time, those two flies should be on their way." ”

Brad paused slightly, took a sip of wine, and asked, "I don't have to worry about you doing things." But I'm still curious, how do you do it. ”

Onexia smiled softly and said, "A group of orc captives revolted because they could not bear the torture of the quartermaster and the mage, and the two adults were killed in battle, and this group of orcs who dared to hide their weapons and rebel against the alliance were also executed. ”

"The quartermaster is a nobleman. But the mage is an epic powerhouse, how can he be killed so easily by ordinary orcs? ”

Onexia smiled even sweeter: "I heard that the two adults drank a lot of liquor to celebrate the final victory of the Alliance. ”

"And how did you get the orc captives to die for you?" Brad asked, sipping the wine in his glass.

Onexia helped Brad pour the wine and explained softly: "This is even simpler, these orcs are adventurers, in order to be carefree for the rest of their lives, sacrifice a chance to resurrect, too many orc adventurers are willing to do this." ”…… (To be continued......)