Chapter 2622

"Human beings!"

Although the opponent was wearing strange armor, his body was still recognizable. Ogrim bounced from the ground, picked up a hammer and was about to knock.

But this human was obviously stronger and faster than the one he had fought against. He just stretched out his hand and pinched him on the shoulder, and ogrem fell to one side.

Draktal wanted to cast the spell, but the human who was just beside the door came behind him like a ghost, put his hand over his mouth, and put a dagger on his wrinkly neck.

"Don't move. I'm here to talk about terms with you, but if you don't appreciate it, I can kill you."

"Come on! Do it! lok'tarogar！” Half of ogrim's body was numb, struggling to wriggle on the ground, shouting.

However, the human made a chuckle, this kind of laughter, like a demon.

"Ha ha, ogrem, you are so brave and resourceful." Human beings did not know where to take out a roll of strange things, tore out a piece of cloth, and pasted it on the prophet's mouth: "you are shouting now, just hope that your subordinates or frost wolf outside will come to help when they hear the news, but you don't think I didn't expect that, do you?"

"What did you do to them?"

chief's eyes are red. His big mouth spit out spittle stars. It is like a spray humidifier just like a bonfire.

"More than 500 people, plus more than 400 wolves, I asked them to sleep for a while. There was no danger to their lives." The human clapped his hands and sat down beside the fire. He picked up the stick and provoked the firewood: "but if you don't want to listen to me, the result is not sure."

The two orcs who lost their fighting power looked at each other. The shaman, who was sealed with tape, couldn't speak but kept shaking his head.

But ogrem was silent. He was thinking. After a few seconds, he opened his mouth difficultly:

"who are you? Why speak our language? "

"Don't you remember me? Chief ogrem, who defeated Medivh, who possessed Sargeras, 15 years ago at the gate of darkness? Who let you go? " Su Ming removes his armor and shows his face.

The orcs were stunned, and indeed remembered this powerful human. Although Medivh was in a very wrong state at that time, the strength of this human was still vividly remembered.

"It's you." The chief didn't mean to take the hammer, but leaned against the tent wall in a trance: "you're not old at all, and you're stronger."

"Age is meaningless to me." Su Ming took out a bottle of wine from his pocket and threw it to him across the fire: "I went to Delano not long ago, killed nezor and his younger brothers, and also killed Archimonde of the Burning Legion. I came here today to ask you, would you like to go back to your home? By the way, the delani people have also left. They are willing to return all the land to you, but in the future, you need to return the bones of delani's ancestors in the ojini cemetery. "

"What? Really? "

There was a complex expression on ogrem's face, surprise, joy and disbelief.

"No one really thinks the Burning Legion is invincible? No? " With a smile, the knell took out a bottle of wine, unscrewed it, tore off the tape on the prophet's mouth, and stuffed the bottle to him: "in a word, I only ask once, would you like to go back?"

The orc's Adam's apple slipped up and down, and there was a long silence before anyone spoke.

"What conditions do you have?" Drake tal's beard was torn off beside his mouth, but the tears in his eyes should not be painful, but exciting.

But he still has reason and Shaman wisdom.

Su Ming put up three fingers, swayed in the light of the fire and drank a mouthful of wine: "three conditions, we can no longer invade Azeroth. In the future, we can only carry out commercial trade with Wilson enterprises, and let varok sarufal become a great chief."

Although there are some doubts about where human beings know the news of their deputy, this condition is not harsh. After all, the tribe has been defeated and it is impossible to pay no price.

"I agree! But we still have more compatriots in the shelter. I have to take them home. The devil's blood has no longer affected us with the passage of time. They can be saved. "

Ogrem got close to the fire, twisted the bottle like a death knell, and his eyes were full of light.

"No problem, but they've killed a lot of people. You need to come up with something to buy their lives and compensate the families of the dead." The knell also agreed and took out a piece of paper with a price list written in Orc language: "my Wilson enterprise will act as a secret middleman to buy back your people from the kingdom of Lordaeron. Gold, animal skin, wood and ore can be traded."

Then he gave the quotation to the prophet and let him see the contents.

Paying for the lives of the families of the war victims is just a cover for doing business. Su Ming is too lazy to count who died. These materials still have to fall into his own hands, and take them back to 40K earth for infrastructure construction or deep processing and trading.So the quotation is almost one size fits all.

An orc child exchanges five pieces of fur that can cover his body size; an orc woman exchanges her own pure gold or black iron or real iron ore of similar size; an orc soldier needs to exchange his own krypton gold of equal weight.

Of course, if there is no ore, it's OK to exchange other things. Anyway, there will be a special person to connect them.

This offer is neither expensive nor cheap. After the orcs returned to Delano, there were plenty of resources.

As long as we meet the non corrupt maghan orcs and insist on working, we should be able to exchange all the captives back in a few years.

The prophet's shaking hand stroked the paper and looked back. There was no deceptive pattern on it. This transaction was very fair. At least it was a good deal for soldiers. Didn't it mean that they wanted stones?

He nodded to the chief and handed the paper to show that he thought he could agree.

Ogrim just glanced at it and nodded with a smile. He did not expect that there were such fair and powerful people in the human race. His impression of the death knell was greatly improved.

To be sure, I was overjoyed to learn that I could get Delano back, let alone beat away the Burning Legion.

Naturally, the Legion has not been eliminated, so if the orcs want to live in the future, they may have to rely on the Wilson enterprise mentioned by the death knell.

But the other side only asks for trade, not soul like the Burning Legion, which is of course no problem.

If there is any sacrifice, ogrim needs to give up his position as chief. However, sarufal is also a member of the Blackstone clan and his favorite deputy. This is tantamount to turning his left hand over his right. It is not even a harsh condition.

"Thank you, human warrior. Your heart is full of glory and compassion. On behalf of the tribe, I agree to your terms."

The orc chief held out his big hand and sincerely lowered his head.

Su Ming reaches out his hand and holds his opponent's elbow. He feels that the big hand has done the same thing. This is the contract between the orcs. The soldiers will not go back on their words.

"OK, I can advance some money to help you exchange those" chieftain II "of sal. My fleet is on standby on Azeroth track, and they will send you back to Delano. But if you break the contract, believe me, if I'm angry, I'll be much more terrifying than Glasgow...

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