That was true enough.
Whether Destroyer's Horn or Raging Blade, both were ruthless men—unruly, self-willed, and even stubbornly incorrigible.
Having grown accustomed to ruling supreme in the age of clans, would they be willing to unconditionally accept Dragon City's goodwill and replace the fighting methods bestowed by their ancestral spirits and passed down for ten thousand years with Semi-Automatic Rifles and Rocket Launchers?
Meng Chao had no confidence at all.
Especially since Dragon City's goodwill could not possibly come free!
Whether Automatic Rifles, Rocket Launchers, Military Radios, or even helping Turanze establish its own Full Domain Network and Military Data Link System, there would definitely be a price to pay!
Of course, as interstellar friends from Earth who had crossed countless stars for peace and development, arriving in this world with the original intention of mutual prosperity, the people of Dragon City might not demand something as vulgar as hard cash.
Don't mention money. This was mainly about making friends!
Then, as good friends, they should naturally exchange what each lacked. Turanze's road-building rights and exclusive rights to the resources along both sides of the roads, its port development and operating rights, its underground mineral exploration and mining rights, even the comprehensive development of Turanze's markets, as well as a whole series of postwar reconstruction rights after the Chaos Faction captured the Holy Light Land... Signing seventy or eighty such agreements would not be excessive, would it?
Otherwise, the Survival Committee would never approve a proposal to provide Turanze with modern weapons sufficient to arm several million High-Level Orcs!
Given the High-Level Orcs' almost fanatical reverence for their ancestral spirits...
Meng Chao truly had no idea how they would react if Dragon City proposed exchanging arms and communications support for Turanze's road-building and mining rights.
Would they be like those