I, Zul'ra Jin, Pay Up
Not to mention the grievance Fandral felt in his heart, Zul'ra listened to the Stormpike general and wanted to complain a little, because when he raised his eyes to look at the Dwarves in the distance, he saw that they were all wearing heavy armor. They were all regular army equipment. Damn, this is an expedition team?
Although I want to complain a little, I am not surprised. You must know that Dwarves is one of the richest races in the world, far surpassing Elves and Goblins, Elves uses technology to create wealth, Goblins uses commerce to create wealth, and Dwarves, their wealth comes from the underground.🐍👹 🍭🐍
Ironforge, Aerie Peak, Shadowforge City, and even Grim Batol, which was abandoned by Wildhammer Dwarves, those Dwarves cities were built in the heart of the mountain. They dug underground day and night, and they collected all the gems in the rocks and the mineral veins like streams.
Dwarves people have set up blast furnaces and forges in their cities. They analyze the ores day and night and turn them into exquisite tools. They are short of food, clothing, and many things. The only thing they are not short of is money. Arming the expedition team into a regular army is not a problem at all.
"Rich man!" Zul'ra looked at the Dwarves army stopped in the distance. Although he felt normal in his heart, he still felt somewhat envious. Although Amani's current economic situation has improved a lot, money can never be too much, and Amani's demand for steel is always a bottomless pit.
"Zul'ra Jin, Drek'Thar is coming." A predator riding Worg ran over.
"Take me to see him and let everyone prepare for battle, but if the other side does not attack, do not take the initiative to attack. If they come, report to me." Zul'ra said to Orcs Warrior Kagu, who was temporarily serving as the adjutant next to him.
"Yes!" Kagu puffed up his chest. The previous incident of Zul'ra beheading people at night, although there were red Orcs heads as witnesses, could be considered as hearsay, but the behavior of King of the Amani jumping into the Dwarves camp just now was done in full public view.
"Remember, keep an eye on Fandral." Zul'ra looked at the dejected bearded Dwarves on the other side, with a smile on his face. Dwarves is very rich, which may be a good thing, but this bearded man is really unexpected and too reckless. But for himself, this is a blessing, otherwise how could he catch him smoothly!
After telling Orcs to be optimistic about Fandral, Zul'ra rushed to see Drek'Thar. Old Shaman had already heard it from the mouths of other Orcs According to the situation, he is conducting follow-up examinations for those injured Orcs. You must know that simple healing magic can heal wounds, but it is difficult to treat Hamstring fractured bones. Stealth practitioners are very good at this kind of attack.
"Why are those Dwarves attacking us?" Drek'Thar took care of the injured, then turned his head and walked to the side with Zul'ra and asked.
"Hate, because Horde occupied the entire territory of Khaz Modan during the Second War." Facing Zul'ra's words, Drek'Thar was silent for a while, and then he spoke:
"What are you going to do?"
"We were lucky enough to capture the generals of the hostile camp. I would like to ask for your opinion on whether we can try to fight with those guys...!" Zul'ra looked at the silent old Orcs and did not say any more.
"I heard that your performance in the battle was very good and everyone was praising you." Drek'Thar did not refute, with a smile on his indifferent face.
"I didn't care so much." Zul'ra looked at Drek'Thar who praised him, and felt a little embarrassed. He was really anxious at that time. Thrall handed Orcs to him, but Dwarves killed them with muskets. It was really a slap in his face.
"Do it!" Drek'Thar did not say any more, but said firmly.
"Yeah." Zul'ra looked at the old Shaman who had reached an agreement, and had no doubts in his heart.
"Zul'ra Jin, Drek'Thar, Dwarves over there has sent an envoy." Worg's plunderers rushed over to report.
"I'm here, Drek'Thar. You go and take those who can't fight around the battlefield and continue to move to Arathi Highlands." Zul'ra shouted and said to Drek'Thar at the same time.
"May the wind guide you." Drek'Thar clenched his fists and knocked on his chest. Zul'ra returned the salute and then quickly rushed to the front of the team.
The Dwarves army on the distant hills has stopped. A group of Dwarves riding strong armored goats rushed to the formation of Orcs and Trolls and asked to see the leader. Zul'ra also waved them away and came closer.
"My name is Durgen, Mr. Durgen Stormpike, Trolls. I apologize to you for the previous attack." His forehead was bare and his black beard was tied in two. Dwarves, with locks hanging on both sides of his chin, jumped off the armored goat, slightly tilted his head towards Zul'ra, who had a unique figure, and expressed his apology with Common.
"I accept your apology." Zul'ra held the dagger at his waist in his left hand and nodded to accept Kurosu Dwarves's apology.
"Then that's great. Since it's a misunderstanding, I wonder if you can release Fandral." Dwarves Durgen looked at Trolls, who was very polite, and he breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he couldn't help but feel his heart pounding.
"Of course, then Durgen, are you ready to redeem him?" Zul'ra slightly spread his right arm towards Dwarves.
"This is a misunderstanding. Can't you show your broad mind and release our Fandral directly?" The corner of Durgen's mouth twitched under his thick beard. Although he was quite polite, he was still as annoying as other Trolls.
"This was a misunderstanding. Some of us were killed, and some of you were also killed, so I won't chase points in this matter. However, I think General Stormpike is really brave. He should be very valuable to you." Zul'ra slowly looked at the bearded Dwarves who was sitting on the ground with his arms folded and staring in the distance under the watch of Orcs.
Even without Dwarves With the call of Warrior, Zul'ra can also use the skills of Avatar to determine the identity of Fandral. It is not easy. Dwarves is the descendant of flesh-and-blood Earthen. They can return to their ancestors by calling on the remaining blood of their bodies and become invulnerable and immune to magic. Warrior.
The stronger the bloodline of a person, the more powerful he is when using Avatar. Both bloodline and strength are closely related to status, and Fandral relied on Avatar to rush forward and support the army in front of his own troops. This shows his status and strength. However, these naturally became a burden after he became a prisoner.
"... What do you want?" Durgen breathed.
"The more gold coins and gems, the better. We Trolls have a tradition of worshiping gold, but we do not reject those beautiful and valuable gems." Zul'ra looked at the black-bearded Durgen and spoke confidently.