(Additional update for "Huo Zhengtinghao" brother [2/5])
"Oh my, with just such a small amount of rags, it's hard for us Venture Company to help you, big Green Skinss."
On the coast of Black Morass, there is a place called "Temporary Harbor" formed by the falling debris of Orcs fortress.
On several merchant ships with a very "wasteland style", a female Goblin businessman, who was wearing a quite trendy black businessman's vest, red pants and white shoes, and had her hair permed and dyed red, made the bargaining noise that a capitalist should have with a look of disdain.
This Goblin took off his Treasure Appraisal Glasses, pretended to have the helpless expression of "I met a poor man when I went out without reading the almanac", and said to Orgrim Doomhammer who was sitting on a chair coughing in front of him:
"The things you brought out are only enough for ten or eight ships of food!"
"Twenty ships!"
Great Hammer Orgrim said in stumbling human language without blinking an eyelid:
"Either the deal is done, or you leave the ship now."
How shrewd he is.
Although the little guy "Green Skins" Goblin in front of him spoke harshly and tried to pretend to be calm, the surprise on his face could not be concealed at all. The main reason was that the things Great Hammer Orgrim took out were indeed of great value.
Because Shadow Council's Warlock were basically "re-transported to War Horde", the fine casting materials and various rare items accumulated by Gul'dan were useless. Great Chieftain still felt that those things that exuded a dark atmosphere took up space.
After Varok brought back the contact information of the Goblin chaebol, he almost immediately contacted these local businessmen.
I thought that no matter how fast Goblin was, it would take at least a week, but Orgrim really underestimated Goblin's enthusiasm for making money. As Azeroth's most famous race that has an eye for money, after learning that Eastern Kingdoms had a new "profit growth point", all Goblin Cartel offices had already taken action.
But Venture Company is obviously the fastest!
This adheres to the cruel business logic of "high efficiency" and "winner takes all" that they have always advertised.
Of course, the main reason is that Venture Company's office at Eastern Kingdoms failed in speculating on bulk grain trade this year.
The large amount of grain they purchased from Westfall at a high price could not be sold. In addition, Northern Borderlands has had extremely good weather this year. There is no shortage of food everywhere. Even the bitter cold land Alterac can be self-sufficient. Moreover, the overall environment of the mainland is peaceful and there are not so many potential users.
Just as these grains were about to be thrown away, suddenly a group of strange large numbers Green Skins asked to buy grains, and said they wanted as much as they could.
Isn't this just sleepiness meeting the pillow?
While Steamwheedle Cartel still needed time to mobilize goods, Venture Company's business representative Grimla Fizzerclank had already brought his few ships, filled them with food, and rushed to Black Morass at the speed of a cavalry Charge.
Facts have proved that her trade speculation gave her hope of promotion and salary increase.
These Green Skinss can't even speak the local dialect well, but they really have a job!
Look at these spell-casting materials that exude magic. Although she has never heard of most of them, this does not prevent her from quickly calculating the value of these things in her mind.
First sell the grain to Green Skins, and then go to Black Market in Booty Coast with the materials. When the materials are available to collect the funds, then go to Westfall to buy grain. During this period, you can first use credit at the warehouse of the office!
Anyway, the food there is almost moldy. If you come and go, you can earn double the price difference.
The most important thing now is to win over these important customers. There is no lower limit to the competition among Goblin merchants. Once someone else picks the peach, you will probably be sold to the Kezan mine and spend the rest of your life in pain.
So the shrewd businessman made a decision immediately.
She raised her head, looked at the Green Skins Great Chieftain in front of her, who looked like a "giant" in her eyes, stretched out two fingers, shook them, and said:
"Twenty ships is twenty ships! And I will only charge you two-thirds of the market price for the first four ships of grain. I guarantee that the remaining grain will be replenished within two months."
"One month, we can't wait that long."
Orgrim noticed the other party's urgent desire, he coughed and said:
"I'm not looking for anyone else to inquire about the price. I know that the price you set for these magical items is absolutely very low, but I can pretend that I don't know, Goblin."
"Okay, just one month, but you have to sign a monopoly trade agreement with me!"
Female Goblin gritted her teeth and said:
"You can only trade with my caravan! And you must use your Great Chieftain personal reputation and a sufficiently valuable equivalent as guarantee. Only after signing a monopoly agreement can I use it to Booty Bay deceive other merchants to join in forming a larger caravan. Only with a large caravan can I have enough ships to transport food to you."
"Monopoly? What a novel word."
Orgrim quickly understood what businessman Goblin meant.
Varok Saurfang behind him couldn't help but frown, feeling that this Goblin was too presumptuous, but Great Chieftain waved his hand and said to the female Goblin businessman in front of him in a friendly manner:
"I sign this monopoly agreement with you, but it can only be a monopoly on grain trading. Our local friends told us that as long as the price is right, you can get everything we need, right?"
"Ah! You are so cunning! Such a monopoly in a segmented business field will cause me to lose more potential benefits."
Female Goblin is a little crazy.
This Orcs Great Chieftain had never even heard of the concept of monopoly before, so how could he suddenly understand the concept of market segments without any teacher?
Riding on horses, these Green Skins may look stupid, but they are all very smart.
But she quickly calmed down and said:
"Okay, grain trade is grain trade, sign it now! Besides, your local friends are very tasteful, and this is how they do business with us Goblin. As long as you can afford the price, we can even get you the legendary Highborne slave girl!"
That is the most noble status symbol in the entire Azeroth.
Northern Borderlands's great human aristocrats have at least one in each home. If not, they would be embarrassed to go out and say hello to others.
You are also a Great Chieftain after all, how about I get one for you too?"
"No, I want weapons, protective gear, supplies, everything related to war. The quality can be lower, but the quantity must be sufficient."
Orgrim waved his hand and said:
"In exchange, you will be responsible for handling all the spoils from War Horde's conquest of country Human King. You! Goblin, you are ambitious and I can see your desire. Since you like to follow the rules, do you dare to accept this contract?"
"You want to fight humans?"
Female Goblin's pupils contracted for an instant.
This made Great Chieftain think she was scared, and he was about to say a few words of encouragement when he heard the female Goblin jump up and scream:
"This is really great!
Those things we have been hoarding are finally selling!
Ah, Eastern Kingdoms is so peaceful. The business circle here has always been monopolized by Kul Tiras's maritime merchants and Gilneas's caravans. Trade protection in various countries is severe, and our consortium cannot enter at all.
But war!
War is a good thing!
A devastating war is enough to destroy all previous rules and completely collapse the trading empire of the damn Kul Tiras and Gilneas people! Yes, you must launch a war!
The faster the better, the harder the better!
Only in this way can the vitality of business flow again, and only in this way can I seize the opportunity in the chaos to claim the throne of Trade Prince!"
Female Goblin is so excited.
As she talked, she herself was starved of oxygen, but the assistant next to her quickly handed her a respirator-style device and asked her to take a few deep breaths of oxygen before she recovered.
Her green face was filled with excitement, and the burning desire in her eyes made Orgrim even feel the intensity.
Great Chieftain originally thought that his War Horde was crazy enough, but when he saw Goblin in front of him who hoped to use war to reshape the business system, he truly realized what a crazy world they had been sent to.
These Goblin little Green Skins are less than one-third of the size of Orcs, but the madness in their bones is even more terrifying than Grom Hellscream.
"Bring me that damn contract! I'm going to put my life and fortune on it!"
Female Goblin screamed:
"Isn't it just loot recovery? I've got you covered, Green Skins! You can only do business with me! Yes, I want to join your war train and turn your victory into my victory. Weapons, protective gear, supplies, I can get you everything you need.
I have only one request, victory!
Do you understand?
You must keep winning the battle!
Only in this way can I, who is completely tied to you, be able to stand out in Venture Company. When I am completely at the helm of this business empire, you will also be able to enjoy the blessings.
In addition, if you can destroy Invincible Fleet under Daelin Proudmoore along the way,
Even if it only destroys one fleet!
Believe me, Goblin in the whole world will send you everything you want!
The golden route of South Seas has been monopolized for too long. We hope to see a change, even if there is only a slight change. Oh, forget it. If you can defeat Stormwind with your current appearance, you are considered great."
Female Goblin is a little unmotivated.
However, she still signed a contract with Great Chieftain and tied herself to War Horde's car.
"Bang"
Orgrim threw his family heirloom Doomhammer in front of Goblin, and he said:
"Use this treasured weapon from the world of Draenor as collateral and send food and supplies as soon as possible."
"Wow! This thing looks awesome!"
Female Goblin circled around the warhammer that she couldn't pick up at all. She scratched her head and said:
"No, we don't have the ability to protect this artifact. You have to send a powerful bodyguard to protect it to prevent it from being robbed by pirates along the way. The Kul Tiras fleet will not protect the interests of us Goblin smugglers."
"Varok, you take fifty people to protect our most important business partner."
Orgrim waved his hand and asked Warlord, who was most at ease with him, to perform this task, but Varok then whispered:
"The war is about to begin. Isn't it a bit awkward for me to leave now?"
"Go if you are told! Don't ask any questions. What you have to protect now is the lifeblood of War Horde."
Great Chieftain couldn't refuse and said:
"Have you not fought enough wars in Draenor? Do you have to distinguish yourself from humans? There are enough war madmen in Horde, including you. Let your hands be cleaner, it is not a good thing."
Saurfang Warlord was stunned for a moment, and then realized the reason for Great Chieftain's arrangement.
Orgrim doesn't want to get involved in this war with humans.
Judging from Great Chieftain's intention, it seems that he wants to leave this matter to those Orcs who are hopelessly contaminated by the demon blood. Hiss, he must be thinking. I simply don't dare to think about this matter.
"Another problem is that you don't have a good port."
Female Goblin Grimla looked at the bad environment around her with some irritability. She sighed and said:
"Black Morass's coast is covered with silt and reefs. Large fleets cannot enter at all. You have to think of a way. It won't work like this all the time."
"So where's the best port nearby?"
Great Chieftain asked, and female Goblin said:
"Of course it is Booty Bay, but that is the territory of Steamwheedle Cartel and the base camp of Goblin merchants. You can't go there. Besides, the best port is at Stormwind, which is the trade route of Kul Tiras maritime merchants. We can't get involved.
The next two next-level ports are at Badlands and Flamestar Post, where we have one of our smuggling ports.
There is also Northern Stranglethorn.
Trolls City near Zul'Kunda, the port is very average and occupied by a group of pirates, but it is at least better than here, and it is very close to Booty Coast. It only takes less than a day for a large fleet to get there.
But if you want to take over there, you must first occupy Redridge Mountains and Brightwood, and also penetrate the territory of Gurubashi Trolls. In fact, if you can afford the money, I can rent an airship to you to transport things.
Although there is less luck, the advantage is that it is fast and does not pick the location. You only need to build several platforms.
Goblin Airship is already a very mature technology, Steamwheedle Cartel often uses it to send things to the elves."
"Then rent it!"
Great Chieftain stood up and looked at the Dragonmaw Clan Warlock flying towards the Redridge Mountains in the distance, and he said:
"Use your own private money to pay on credit first. My dear pocket partner, just treat it like you are expressing your sincerity for War Horde. Don't show the look of losing money. You have to think about it. After we win Redridge Mountains, you will become a rich man!"
"This Orgrim is quite easy to talk to."
Zuluhed behind the dragon was very proud. He looked at the Two-Headed Wyvern knights flying behind him and said to his fellow dragons:
"I thought he would hesitate for a few days, but as soon as I mentioned it, he immediately agreed to attack Redridge Mountains, and even sent Thunderlord Clan and Shattered Hand Clan to help. This guy is much more reasonable than Blackhand."
"Hmph, Orgrim is fine. He has his own plans, but it doesn't matter. He gave us the manpower anyway."
Lord Leshorn said:
"The ground operations are under the command of Fenris Wolfbrother. Let your people obey their orders. You take the dragons and go directly to the sealing place. Get Dragon Soul as soon as possible. I don't want to have more nightmares at night."
"Isn't it bad to just slip away like this?"
Zuluhed hesitated a little, and whispered:
"We deserted in the first battle of War Horde. It's difficult to explain if we are caught. What's more, doesn't His Majesty Eranikus still need War Horde to do things for him?
The necessary respect has to be given to Orgrim and Black Wolf God, I mean, let's help them destroy the human castle first!
In this way, even Black Wolf God has nothing to say."
"Trouble!"
Lord Leshorn scolded:
"You are just a coward. When Orgrim killed Blackhand before, I suggested that you kill Orgrim. You don't dare to move. If you are Great Chieftain, why are you so troublesome now?"
Zuluhed said nothing.
But Warlock is not stupid either. He doesn't want to be tied to the side of the dragons. Black Wolf God is also a good golden figure. Only by playing both sides can the winner take all. He is Warlock. How can Warlock not leave a way out for themselves?
"It's just a castle made of stone. To the dragon, it's just a few breaths away."
He persuaded:
"Let's go, I am War Horde's Chieftain after all. I have to do something for others. You see, I only think about my own end. Gul'dan That loser has already demonstrated it for us."
Under his control, a formation of several demon dragons quickly passed over Wolf Rider, who was galloping below. Fenris Wolfbrother, riding on his demon wolf mount, raised his head and looked at the soaring demon dragons. His scarred face was full of coldness.
His glory, his dignity, and his desire have all been left in Draenor's Frostfire Ridge. With his hamstring cut off, he can't even run, but his flame has not been extinguished, and he can still become the King of Demonic Wolves.
This kingdom before me
Just conquer it yourself.
"Woooooooo"
The piercing horn kept sounding between the sentries of the Redridge Mountains.
Humanity also noticed Horde's massive attack. This time it was no longer a test by Wolf Rider, but a real army coming.
They are so fast!
Regardless of the speed of advancement or the speed of war preparations, it was so fast that Stormwind Kingdom and Warrior, who had mostly fought in groups with Gnoll in the past, found it difficult to react.
But this is their home, the land that gave birth to and raised them. Green Skinss are eager to invade it, but this land also has its own will.
It and its children will never surrender without a fight.
war
Coming.