Civilization of Azeroth: Start the Great Pyramid

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Including Fenris, all the orcs in the northern part of the kingdom believe that their world has been completely destroyed.

Orcs who have lost their homes have become wanderers. They are rootless duckweeds in Azeroth. This kind of spiritual emptiness can easily make people lose their fighting spirit.

Just like those slaves, there are only a few who have the backbone to escape. The reason for them to become walking dead is not just the cruel oppression of Blackmore.

If the tribe cannot find a new meaning of existence, the orcs here will gradually lose their way.

Orcs used to have shamanic beliefs and fighting traditions. The shamanic beliefs were only recovered by the Frostwolf clan, but Fenris was powerless. All he can do is get back the tradition of fighting.

However, after the defeat, all the orcs had a shadow cast in their hearts.

Moreover, Fenris realized rationally that the orcs must not be the enemy of the whole of Azeroth like in the past!

"Conquer Azeroth", this arrogant banner must be abandoned, and a new banner must be used to unite the orcs.

"Kill those hateful slave hunters in Silverpine Forest! Save the suffering compatriots!"

Standing on the stage, Fenris raised his arms and shouted, and the orcs who had been holding their breath for a long time responded by waving their weapons.

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The first few operations of the slave hunting team in the Silverpine Forest were relatively successful. They attacked several small villages with a size of a hundred people. There are several villages that are mainly women and old people, and are responsible for collecting fruits.

It was also the success of several previous operations that made more slave hunters flock to the Silverpine Forest.

But soon the Slave Hunters met their real enemies. Fenris and Saurfang led an elite force to defeat several Slave Hunters one after another and cut off their heads.

The slave hunting movement, which was in full swing, was hit hard all of a sudden!

"How could this happen?! You didn't mean the orcs in the Silverpine Forest, but just some fleeing rabble?!"

Greymane began to complain to Blackmoore. Obviously, the loss of the slave hunters has exceeded the gain from the captured slaves.

"Don't worry too much about this matter, according to the information from the second stage of the Orc War, the orc remnants who fled to the direction of Silverpine Forest were led by Orgrim's adjutant Saurfang.

This is Saurfang, who blocked the Alliance army with a small number of troops in the Hillsbrad Hills, and covered Orgrim to lead the army to move.

This is a very capable orc officer. If he resists with his elite troops, it is normal for our slave hunters to be damaged.

However, with the strength of his subordinates, he would definitely not be able to last for too long.

If we can finally capture this Saurfang, then all the previous losses can be made up for, an orc warlord, how valuable is such a slave? "

"In addition to bringing us some prestige, capturing an orc warlord alive, I can't think of any higher practical value than ordinary slaves."

Greymane shook his head and said, the expression on Blackmore's face was nothing, but he began to despise this conservative old guy, and he still lacked business acumen.

"Haha, the orc warlord has become a slave sent at will. If such a gimmick is put into Lordaeron, how many nobles will be willing to bid?"

Greymane suddenly realized that although he and Blackmoore both have a lot of wealth, compared with the great nobles of Lordaeron, they can only be regarded as land rich.

Don't underestimate people's curiosity, the powerful enemies of the past have become slaves sent by others, such an exciting thing is definitely someone willing to pay for it.

"Hey, you have such a good idea, why didn't you come up with it sooner? There were so many high-ranking orcs imprisoned in Lordaeron at the time, but we didn't see their value at that time, so we let them escape like this, and how many gold coins slipped away in vain. ?"

Greymane also said with some regret that Blackmore just smiled and didn't speak. At that time, he had not started the cruel servile training of the orcs in Dunhold, and he had not really understood the temper of the orcs. How could he have thought of it? Such a brilliant idea?

Of course, even if he thought of this good idea at that time, he wouldn't say it easily.

Compared with the gentlemen of Lordaeron, he is not worth mentioning in terms of wealth or status. If such a good idea is said prematurely, it has nothing to do with him.

"The orcs who escaped, we can catch them again. But for this Saurfang, I probably don't plan to sell him, but have other arrangements."

"If you have any other good ideas, just say them all at once."

Greymane was a little dissatisfied. Working with this guy was a pleasure as a whole. After all, he could make a lot of money, but this guy's habit of always selling out is really annoying.

"I plan to open a gladiatorial arena, select the best among the orc slaves, and let them kill each other and show them off. This Saurfang can become a star in the arena."

"You are such a business genius, you can come up with such an idea."

Greymane couldn't help but praised it. It goes without saying how much people in the Alliance hate Orcs. Let the Orcs kill each other and show the Alliance, no one will hate this kind of entertainment.

"Haha, I just thought of it too. Serving many people will definitely make more money than serving one person. At that time, we can also guide people to bet on gladiators, and we will be the banker."

Blackmoore proposed one after another that could be called hell, but what he actually thought was a different set.

If he can capture Saurfang alive, he does intend to make Saurfang a star in the arena, but this is a star destined to be killed, and the person who kills Saurfang, in his It was already determined in my heart.

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It has to be said that without the variable of Fenris, Blackmore's plan would have a real possibility of success.

Just because of his miscalculation of the situation in the Silverpine Forest, everything he said above became a fantasy, and even he himself looked like a clown.

When the slave hunters were all killed in Silverpine Forest, and even Gilneas' regular army suffered defeat, Greymane threw all business plans in front of Blackmoore.

"Smashed! Smashed, you know! This is what you mean by capturing Saurfang alive? I think I was beheaded first, right?"

Greymane sneered to Blackmore and said that until now, Blackmore is also a little confused, and the situation is somewhat out of his control.

"Impossible, how could my information be wrong? There are a few remaining soldiers of the orcs, and they are an army that jumped out from somewhere..."

Seeing that Blackmore's eyes gradually became empty, Greymane was still reluctant.

"Oh, I don't care about these. Regarding those **** orcs, I shouldn't believe you, I have already sent a request to the Alliance for help.

But the plantation needs to replenish slaves now. You'd better think of a feasible way. If the next delivery goes wrong, don't blame me for being rude. "

The two were originally tied together because of their interests. Greymane would not show any sympathy once the interests were damaged. It was only after listening to Blackmore's advice that he would lose so many troops. King Gilneas has already begun to deduct the other party. of all dividends.

"Where is the problem..."

Blackmore's mind was spinning rapidly, and after hearing Greymane's threat, he calmed down instantly. Only by clinging to Greymane can many of his unreliable business be done, so his relationship with the other party is absolutely Can't get stuck.

Thinking of this, Blackmore began to think about countermeasures without distraction.

"Don't worry, the plantation is our core interest, and I will never let it go wrong. The capture of slaves from the Silverpine Forest was a mistake in my prior estimation, but we still have a way to supplement it from other places. slave."

"What are your plans?"

Greymane is no longer as credulous as Blackmoore was at the beginning. The latter knows that this misjudgment has greatly damaged the credit established before.

"I suggest supplementing slaves of other races."

"You'd better not mess around. Terenas and Lothar will kill you. I don't want to be implicated because of you."

Greymane subconsciously thought that this guy had put his mind on his fellow clan. There were indeed serfs and servants in the Human Race Alliance, but Greymane knew that those were completely incomparable with plantation management slaves.

If Blackmore dares to use the plantation on the human race, let the leaders of other countries know that Blackmore will never be spared.

"Don't worry, how could I possibly do that? I mean we can add some trolls."

Greymane seems to have heard some joke, catching trolls as slaves? Those guys are harder to catch than orcs! Besides, Gilneas is not Stromgarde and the Hinterlands, how can there be so many trolls to catch? He began to feel that Blackmoore was kidding himself.

"Listen to my explanation first, we don't need to catch the troll slaves ourselves. Do you remember Farreville?"

Of course Greymane remembered the name.

"Oh, that scum who defected from Kul Tiras, he had the audacity to come here before begging for alms, so why did you mention him?"

As long as the orcs are not treated as human beings, it is reasonable for Greymane to squeeze the orcs to make money. However, compared with Blackmore, Greymane still has a bottom line, at least he doesn't look down on Farreville as a traitor.

"Don't say that, even if it's a pair of underwear, a piece of toilet paper has its purpose."

Unlike Greymane, who was blunt about Farreville, Blackmore showed his appreciation for him, and privately stated that he would cooperate with him whenever he had the chance.

"As far as I know, that guy Farreville became a pirate in the south, and he took people to the area of ​​Stranglethorn Vale.

There are many jungle trolls living there. According to the information I have heard, the jungle trolls originally had a unified empire called Gurubashi.

But for some unknown reason, a huge disaster occurred in Gurubashi's capital. Since then, their capital has disappeared into the jungle, and the trolls living in Stranglethorn have become independent and independent of each other.

Those jungle trolls split into small tribes, that is, to attack a troll village, don't worry that other villages will unite to resist, such trolls are much easier to deal with than the united orcs in Silverpine Forest.

We can entrust Farreville to help us catch jungle trolls and transport them as slaves. And we have to wait for him to deliver before we pay, so that we don't have to bear the upfront cost, no matter how much he loses, it has nothing to do with us.

Even if he dares to ask us for a high price because of the loss, we will simply not cooperate with him and think of other ideas..."

Speaking of which, Blackmore gritted his teeth fiercely. He must hug Gilneas' thigh now.

"If Farreville doesn't work this way, I'll buy orcs from prisoner-of-war camps in other countries to supplement our plantation."

Unless there is a last resort, not to buy orcs from prisoner of war camps in other countries, this is the consensus made by the two before.

The cruel and inhumane slavery is destined to be disgraceful in today's alliance, and it does not conform to the political correctness formulated by Terenas.

If it is only carried out in a small area within Gilneas, other countries will turn a blind eye. If it is too loud, it will damage the reputation of Gilneas.

Such assurances from Blackmore still played a role.

"Then you should try to contact Farreville, just keep it a secret. It's not easy for Kul Tiras to explain the matter."

"Don't worry, I understand."

However, when his mood improved, Greymane became curious as to how this guy knew about these things.

"You seem to be well-informed about everything. You know a lot of things I haven't heard of?"

Blackmore showed off three points, and explained with seven points to dispel doubts.

"Although I hit a nail in Ironforge before, I also gained a lot from it, and I realized that those idle adventurers still have some uses.

What adventurers are, after all, they are just some desperadoes. As long as I am willing to spend money, I can also recruit a group of adventurers to ask me to do things.

Many adventurers are keen to explore Stranglethorn Vale, UU reading www.uukanshu.com in their mouths Stranglethorn Vale has another name, called 'The Lost World', in order to find the ancient city of Gurubashi that disappeared in the jungle, How many people even paid the price with their lives, haha, how ridiculous you say? "

After getting a reasonable explanation, Greymane no longer cares about this matter, and he will devote more energy to asking the Alliance for help to solve the threat of Silverpine Forest, which was triggered due to imprudence.

In this way, Blackmore sent Farreville an invitation with a letter.

After taking Blackmore's letter from the messenger, Farreville patted the messenger on the shoulder.

"It's been a long journey for you. You were frightened just now. Please go down and rest for a while. We will have a banquet later."

The messenger was indeed quite frightened along the way. Farreville's den of thieves is highly confidential. After his southward ship reached a sea area, it encountered patrolling pirates. After revealing his identity, he was blindfolded and transferred to a fast boat to be escorted here.

After sending the messenger away, Farreville couldn't wait to open the letter. Just yesterday, he was worried about the Daelin ship entering Booty Bay, and today there is a letter from the north.

If he could have other business, why would he struggle with Booty Bay? Thinking of this, Farreville couldn't help feeling that fortune was still on his side.

"Haha, this is a good deal."

After reading the letter, Farreville handed it over to the curious military advisor Peggy.

After reading the letter, Peggy couldn't help but say with joy.

"It's really a good deal."

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