Chapter 607: A terrifying figure from behind
Yu Lin Bloodhawk stood stunned for quite a while. Well, true! Grand Marshal Lothar really didn't seem to have much to give them right now. But he was still the Alliance's Grand Marshal. Surely his word carried some weight!
Lothar might not have complete say over what benefits he could offer them. But... but... there was no need to talk about their Grand Marshal Lothar like that!
Luckily, Lothar wasn't there. If he knew Mez'dra was talking about him like this, who knew what he would think? Oh, Lothar, you had perfectly good royal blood from the Arathor Empire. Why couldn't you stay in the Kingdom of Arathi instead of running off to become the Kingdom of Stormwind's military Grand Marshal?
"Even if he can't give us anything else, surely he can spare some incendiary bombs! We'll definitely need them to strike the Orcs' supply lines, and plenty of them, too. Are we supposed to pay for those out of our own pockets?" Yu Lin Bloodhawk said to Mez'dra.
Despite Yu Lin Bloodhawk's long, patient efforts to reason with him, Mez'dra still didn't want to go. He believed Lothar really had nothing to offer the Wildhammer Dwarves.
Besides, the Hinterlands truly weren't short of anything at the moment. There was simply no need to ask Lothar for supplies. As for the ammunition, Yu Lin Bloodhawk could go get it himself. There was no need to drag Mez'dra along.
But though Mez'dra was unwilling to go, Yu Lin Bloodhawk wasn't about to give up easily and kept trying to persuade him. He felt that going alone wouldn't carry enough weight and would make their delegation look rather unimpressive.
It would be different if Mez'dra came along. By now, practically all the Wildhammer Dwarves had