"Do you really not want to fight a dozen?"

Frozen in the air at an altitude of nearly a thousand meters, Marseilleu looked at the half-elf mage in front of him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the feet of the two of them was the port of Nanhai City that the two had observed before, but in just a few days, not only dozens of wooden ships of different sizes were added, but a huge fleet suddenly appeared, yes, huge...

Looking at the fleet that almost filled the entire port of Nanhai City, the corners of Marseilleu's eyes twitched a few times unconsciously.

When the fleet appeared in the nearby seas, he immediately notified Kelreis, but it wasn't until he observed it with his own eyes that he deeply felt its enormity. You know, the current port is the largest in Lordaeron, and it can even be said to be the second largest super harbor in the entire human kingdom after the port of Stormwind City, and it takes at least a thousand medium-sized ships to fill this place, and Marseilleu really can't think of any other force that can put together such a huge fleet except for the coastal country of Kurtiras.

"It's a goblin!"

Kelrith, who had been observing in silence for a long time, finally spoke with emotion.

That's right, the owner of this super fleet in front of him is the goblin profiteer race, I didn't expect the orcs to be able to contact a goblin lord of this level, and only those supreme trade princes from the goblin ancestral land of Kozan Island could organize such a huge fleet.

"It's these gold coin maggots..."

At the moment of the conversation, Marseilleu had also observed a large number of goblins coming down from the ship that had just docked, and then said with some disgust.

"I forgot about them, it was these maggots who became the only race in Azeroth to dare to trade with orcs for gold! Shameless!"

"Heh, no matter where you are, a merchant is an eternal profession, even in the endless void, there are several races of this type, all of them are extremely diverse races that are willing to sell their souls for money!"

Staring at the fleet in the harbor, Kerryth said a little speechlessly. He remembered that it seemed that in the future, these goblins even tried to trade with the undead natural disaster, and after being blackened and blackened, they even went to ask for debts, and were directly slaughtered and transformed into goblin undead...

"Do you want a dozen?"

Marseillo repeated it again, his eyes fixed on the docks, and the current tribal chieftain Orgrim led a large number of orc high-ranking people to meet a fat goblin who had just come down from what appeared to be a flagship, and the other party was also followed by a large number of well-dressed goblin professionals.

"Forget it, this thankless task..."

The half-elf mage looked at it, and suddenly docked with a pair of clear eyes nearly a thousand meters apart, and through the other party's gaze, it seemed that he could feel the surging elemental power in the other party's body, and after glancing at the old shaman who was also looking at the other party, he shook his head at Marseilleu. Then he saw that the orcs began to move large boxes from the South Sea City to the goblin leader, and looked at the golden glitter in the several boxes opened by the orcs, and the half-elf mage pursed his lips.

"It's really, it's a straightforward deal!"

"Hmph! The wealth of mankind..."

Marseillo snorted coldly and followed Kelreis, and the two turned around and left the confines of Southsea City.

"Gone?"

As soon as the two of them left, Orgrim, who was still trading, suddenly looked moved, still staring at the goblins who were carefully examining the property, but he didn't know who to say.

"Gone!"

Also staring at the goblins not far away, Gouyl said in a fixed voice.

At this moment, the son of the frost wolf has completely faded from his former youthfulness, and has begun to show the heroic appearance of an orc great shaman, especially the elemental power that surrounds him, which guides him to continuously improve his strength almost every moment.

"My lord, the money is enough! It seems that there is a lot more..."

After dozens of goblins had inspected the large boxes that were almost all over the ground, one of the leading ones ran to the goblin lord in small steps and whispered.

"Oh..."

Waving his hand to stop his subordinates from continuing to report, the goblin lord walked in front of Orgrim with the retinue behind him, looking up at the orc in front of him who was the size of five or six himself, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Orcs, the contract is complete, I, Razdonk, the most powerful trade prince on the island of Kozan, will transport you to distant Kalimdor!"

"Goblins, these riches are enough to transport my people back and forth several times!"

Squinting and staring down at the fat goblin in front of him, although he was wearing gorgeous clothes, he still couldn't hide the other party's extremely deformed body compared to other goblins, especially the strength that he didn't even have in the middle rank, which made the orc chief sigh at the magic of the Azeroth species again, although it was the second time he had cooperated with this kind of creature who was willing to do anything for money.

"Oh, oh, my orc friends! Time is money, but the fate of the race is not measured by money, and the price I paid for this transportation is worth it!"

Ignoring the terrifying aura emanating from the humanoid beast on the other side, the Goblin Trade Prince Profiteer said with a smile.

"Goblins!

Guy, who was standing on the side, frowned at the creature in front of him, which also seemed to him to be abnormally deformed, and reminded in a low voice. A fleet of Kurtiras, has been wandering in the outer waters of Nanhai City, it seems that because the goblin fleet is too large, it has not been shot, but the goblin fleet that sails again will be full of orcs, most of them are old and weak who have not yet recovered, in the entire westward crossing process, this Kurtilas fleet may not be able to cause any big losses to the entire goblin fleet, but for today's orcs, the sinking of every transport ship is an unspeakable loss.

"Money is goblin reputation! I'm the goblin trade prince!"

With an exaggerated smile, Raztonk reached out and patted Orgrim's knee, said firmly, snapped his fingers after speaking, and a thin lean elf came over behind him, and said after giving a noble salute to the orcs.

"Tirik, I'm Tirik, my brother, mention the news of Lisula, accurate news, King Kurtilas is now in Northrend, the Arctic, and the main fleet of the entire Kurtiras is there!"

"That's it!"

After pulling the long-winded, thin goblin downside, the goblin trade prince said with a smile.

"The exact news from my side, King Kul Tiras seems to have encountered very big trouble in the dragon bone wilderness of the Northrend continent in the North Pole, and the power of the entire kingdom has begun to converge, and this small fleet outside, even if it does not evacuate, will not dare to do it!" (To be continued.) )