"I have negotiated with the goblins. Hey, you didn't see my outstanding performance at the time. I stood firm in the face of the terrible bargaining by the goblins, and I bit the price to death...

Those little greenskins also tried to bribe me, but I refused.

I was so impressive at that time, but it’s a pity that Little Star’s camera ran out of film, otherwise I could have captured my glorious moment!”

On the sand dunes of the Tanaris Desert at night, Finna Golden Sword, riding on a white camel, excitedly described to her bratty brother her performance in killing everyone in Gadgetzan.

She did a good job this time, and brought Black a goblin contract that was not very lucrative, but not a loss at all.

The local Steamwheedle Consortium was very interested in any action that would help weaken the Sandfury Trolls. Especially when the other party sent two legendary female warriors and a blue dragon as representatives, the shrewd goblins immediately realized it.

Strange things to live in.

They believed that this mysterious force should be able to significantly suppress the Sandfury trolls that occupied most of the local resources, so they signed the contract happily.

Not only did they give a deposit, but they also provided an additional batch of supplies.

It's a pity that the weapons they gave Black didn't like them at all. The goblin muskets were just rubbish. There were mechanical gnome pirates on the Nagfar as logistics quartermasters.

The muskets made by the mechanical gnomes with their eyes closed would overwhelm the quality of goblin firearms.

However, there is really no way around the fact that the mechanical gnomes are timid. Even the stinky pirates dare not let them follow the Shield Maidens on an "expedition" to Sandfury City. God knows what those little guys with steel bodies and dwarf souls will do.

They were not afraid of the trolls harming them, but mainly because they were afraid that the Shield Maidens would go crazy and chop down the two disobedient mechanical dwarf sacrificial flags, so they were only allowed to provide air suppression fire support.

To this end, Fenner also specially rented the airport prepared by the Hot Sand Consortium for the goblin gyroplanes, and rented a small team of gyroplanes from the goblins.

Little Star's Star Throne and another aircraft stored on the Nagfar, the improved hk-8 air suppression unit belonging to King Mechagon, will inevitably play an important role in tonight's bombing.

Role.

This is also the greatest confidence that Black dares to let thirty shield girls attack on the ground.

The Sandfury Trolls are a rare troll clan that does not have any air units. No matter how desperate the other trolls are, some Bat Riders or Dragon Riders can always come up with them.

But the Great Desert of Tanaris is really not an environment suitable for giant bats or wyverns to live, and considering the huge local power of the Sandfury Trolls, they don't need air units to deal with the harassment of the goblins.

"Not bad, it seems you are very talented as a 'diplomat'."

Blake praised his idiot sister who he was very proud of against his will, and exchanged glances with the little star next to him who was wearing a gauze dress, meaning:

Why don't you take action?

Just let Fenner do whatever she wants?

The price can obviously be increased by at least 20%!

Little Xingxing, who covered her face with gauze and dressed up like a desert girl, rode on her camel decorated with gems. She helplessly looked back at Captain Stinky and said:

What can I do?

Your sister bites the bullet on the "suggested price" you gave.

I couldn't convince her, and I couldn't defeat her, so I could only let her do whatever she wanted.

After saying that, Little Xingxing proudly took out a few gold cards and waved them in front of Blake's eyes.

This means that under her management, the idiot Finna and the idiot Heya were deceived by her into going to the Goblin Arena in Gadgetzan and winning several battles, and the money they earned was enough to make up for the "losses" of the pirates.

After seeing the pile of shiny gold cards, Blake nodded with satisfaction.

Worthy of being a little star.

The blue dragons are really lucky to have picked up such a princess. With Little Xingxing's initially impressive operational level, maybe a few hundred years later, the now depleted magic army will be able to regain its momentum.

The premise is that the guardian dragons are still there at that time.

"I can understand you saying that Sand Fury Trolls are difficult to deal with. After all, the city is quite big. It is conservatively estimated that there are at least hundreds of thousands of Trolls in it."

Behind Black, who was riding a camel, the Supreme Shield Girl Heya, who was riding on the saddle of her Bear War, glanced at the five guys at the end of the team with some displeasure. She pushed her helmet and said:

"There are only thirty of us, and I am only thirty-one including me. It is difficult to break through the ground, and it is difficult to persist until dawn in a defensive battle, but we Valkyries are not afraid of how difficult the battle is.

But you seem to think this is not challenging enough for us, so do you increase the difficulty specifically for us?

What are those five guys doing here?

They are just a burden!"

The shield girl boss complained unhappily to the stinky pirates:

"We are going to fight, not here to help you take care of your children."

"The fifth orc boy is not as weak as you say."

Blake curled his lips and said to Heya:

"You don't have to worry about them, just enjoy your battle. They are here to be tested. If they perform well, I will incorporate them into the Marine Corps.

Also, ten shield girls will be selected later. Among Little Star’s guards are Storm Dragons. You can play a guest role as Storm Dragon Knights to support the ground from the sky.”

"It's simple. Every Valkyrie is the best dragon knight!"

Heya looked at the distance of the sand dunes, the looming city of Zul'Farrak under the desert moonlight. The city of the Sandfury Trolls was built against the mountain, and it looked quite majestic from a distance.

You can't see such a magnificent large city in Stormheim, but Heya was not shocked. After all, they occasionally went to Suramar for hunting.

I am used to seeing peerless holy cities like Suramar City. The Sandfury City in front of me is huge, but it is full of a feeling of abjection and shabbyness.

This place may have been great and glorious once.

But now, there is only a ruin here, and a group of down-and-out people living in the ruins, remembering the glory of their ancestors.

"If you want those five orcs to join my marines, you must follow the standards of our shield girls!"

Heya retracted her gaze and adjusted the two mortar barrels modified by the mechanical dwarf on her back with some discomfort.

This kind of thing is considered a heavy weapon to other races, but with the strength and size of the shield maidens, they can even put this thing in their hands and fire it.

The same goes for the steam rapid-fire guns placed in the armored bear pockets of the shield maidens. These things are like "toys" to the shield maidens.

They still trust the cast iron bows in their hands more.

Heya said to Black:

"If those five guys want to be recognized by the Shield Girl, they must kill twenty trolls in one night! This is already a very low standard.

If they can't even accomplish this, they might as well just clean the deck honestly and have a better future."

"Hey, girl, what kind of Martian standard is this..."

The corner of the smelly pirate's eye twitched.

The Sand Fury Trolls are not that easy to deal with. Although these guys are in decline, the bloodline of the berserker warriors from the Troll Empire is still passed down.

Living in the barren desert all year round has given the Sand Fury Troll a tough character and the power of a sandstorm. Even for the equally powerful orcs, it is difficult for the elite executioners of the Sand Fury Troll to

A tough opponent.

But he didn't say much in the end. Since Heya was appointed as the commander of the Marine Corps, it was up to her to decide whether it would work or not. He, a captain who had abandoned his duties, should not interfere with her decision-making.

Blake turned his head and looked to the other side.

A very gorgeous magic carpet is floating silently on the sand dunes.

Khadgar was sitting on the magic carpet, preparing potions and mixtures for combat. Behind him, Thal'kiel, who was wearing a black hood to cover himself, was admiring the quiet night scene of the desert.

This low-key spellcaster did not reveal his identity to Khadgar, but judging from his leisurely manner, he obviously did not regard the Sandfury Troll as an opponent worthy of attention.

Think about it, in the 30,000 years since Thal'kiel's death, he has been passed around as a skull artifact in the hands of various commanders of the Burning Legion, and he has seen countless worlds destroyed.

Even before his distant death, in the world of Argus, where magic civilization was highly developed, he was still a boss-level figure. A mere Sandfury troll was probably worse than a bug in his eyes.

On several camels behind the magic carpet, the trio of warlocks were discussing their tactics.

Next to these three guys, there is the water fortune teller Veresa who leads the way. After the chaos begins, they will sneak into the city of Zul'Farrak to complete the awakening of the holy beast Gazrilla and the purge of the surrounding city.

guard.

This job is a bit difficult.

However, the three warlocks who have seen the world are not worried. These three guys are still wearing bandages. Apparently, Blake hit them a little too hard last time.

This time is their time to "atone".

How dare you lead Miss Nagfar into trouble? The pirates didn't cut off their heads, which is a great honor to them.

"The troops are strong and the horses are strong."

The stinky pirate looked away, feeling very satisfied. He no longer cared about the outcome of tonight's battle. He still had important things to do.

"Although my incompetent subordinates failed to completely destroy Mu'ezala's shrine, they stabbed Mu'ezala's last believer and priest in the material world.

The life of the martyr Saka was invaded by my death power. He is already in danger, and now he relies on the power of Muezala to keep him alive."

On the pirate's shoulders, old Bwonsamdi's mask chattered:

"So you only need to destroy the shrine. After the shrine is destroyed, Saka's life will also end. As a troll, his soul will fall into my hands.

I'll show that shameful infidel what cruelty is..."

"It's been such a long time."

Blake asked:
To be continued...