I can even allow humans to send observers over to supervise the entire process.

I just want my fellow citizens to waste their lives in Azeroth, a world that doesn't welcome us.

It's better to let them go home and make some contributions to their hometown.

In this way, humans can solve a big problem, and Ner'zhul will also be relieved of a lot of pressure."

"It's a good idea, but have you considered demon blood?"

Blake stared at Reid and asked seriously:

"Orcs suffering from demonic blood are basically equivalent to useless people. With their souls shattered, they can no longer fight, and even living with dignity is a luxury.

Sending them back will only increase the burden on the Draenor coalition unless you have a terrible plan in mind.

Tell me, Red, how are you going to turn them into warriors again?

The chief looked around, and after making sure no one was eavesdropping, he picked up the dry wine glass in front of him and made a "drink" gesture in front of Blake.

He whispered:

"I know that such behavior is terrible, and I know that if I do it, I will be spurned by many people.

But Draenor needs them to be brave again.

Fighting the devil with the power of the devil may be their path to glory in liberating themselves."

"No way."

The pirate showed an expression that said, "The orc's thinking is indeed true." He waved his hand and said:

"What you do will only create an additional army of servants for the demons. Not every orc can withstand the erosion of demonic blood like the madmen of the Warsong clan.

The corrosion of evil energy is not as thorough as that of void, but it is very rough and effective. Once contaminated again,

No matter how powerful the orcs are, they will all be doomed."

"Then what else can we do?"

Reid helplessly spread his hands and said:

"This is the best solution I can think of."

"Well, let me tell you what you want. Can you think of reuniting the tribe? Call me smart, but your eyes have only been on the orcs. There are so many races in Azeroth, can't you look further ahead?

"

Blake sighed, feeling sorry for Red's weird IQ.

Under the gaze of the warchief who looked aggrieved after being complained about, the pirate took something out of his arms, slapped it on the table, and pushed it in front of Red's eyes.

That is a very simple and beautiful emblem.

It is full of a brutal beauty, as if it is made of bone and some kind of gemstone.

"This thing is called the Mark of the Chosen One. It was given to me by the Centaur Royal Court in Desolate Land to thank me for my contribution to Centaur civilization."

The pirate took out a bottle of Winterspring fire wine from his bag, bit off the stopper and took a sip from his mouth, and said to Red:

"Holding it is equivalent to me personally going in front of the barbarian rulers who are being civilized. The combat effectiveness of the centaur, a natural mercenary civilization, has been perfectly demonstrated in the Pandaria War that just ended.

Even the peaceful shadow panda people are full of praise for these savage and warlike warriors who are not afraid of life and death. The best thing is that the centaurs have long been suffering from the pressure caused by overpopulation and only need a little food and supplies.

Hire enough mercenaries from the Centaur Court who are willing to fight for you.

This is also the advice that the political advisors I sent to them gave them for their future development.

The Centaur civilization will be world-famous in the future for delivering first-class mercenaries to any battlefield in the world, but they need a brutal war to show their own brand and reputation.

It just so happens that you also have a war to fight, and you are troubled by not having enough soldiers."

Blake licked his lips and said to Red, whose eyes were shining:

The little guide watched the opportunity and was afraid of Ding looking for instructions to go to Lan Shangshi to teach Shan Youyi. The fighting power of Gan Ba ​​Ma, a natural mercenary civilization, has been perfectly demonstrated in the Pandaria War that just ended.

Even the peaceful panda people are full of praise for these savage and warlike warriors who are not afraid of life and death. The best thing is that the centaurs have long suffered from the pressure caused by overpopulation...

With just a little food and supplies, you can hire enough mercenaries from the Centaur Court who are willing to fight for you.

This is also the advice that the political advisors I sent to them gave them for their future development.

The Centaur civilization will eventually become world-famous for delivering top-notch mercenaries to any battlefield in the world, but they need a brutal war to build their own brand and reputation.

It just so happens that you also have a war to fight, and you are troubled by not having enough soldiers."

Blake licked his lips and said to Red, whose eyes were shining:

1 The chief of Anzhi Tianye Industry, a senior at Shu Yuankou, rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said:

"Well...all the money from the orthodox tribe has been used to buy food from the Pandaren. Maimu hasn't sent the funds for this month. I'm a little tight on money. Captain...

Can you lend me some first?

As soon as I have enough money, I will pay it back immediately, I promise!

You know me, I have always had a good reputation in this regard!

When I lost money playing cards on the ship, I paid it back with interest as soon as my salary came in. No one on the Nagfar knows that I, Red, have the best character."

"ha?"

Blake blinked and said:

"Are you sure you want to borrow money from me? This is the first time I have seen someone come to my door to give me luck. Are you afraid that your tribe will go bankrupt due to a terrible loan?

Shouting, besides, I don’t have any money to give you. I have plenty of ways to use my money.

Send someone to Gadgetzan, find an organization called the Yulian Gang, and tell them that I introduced you. For my sake, Mrs. Guo Su will give you a very good discount.

Still want to steal my wool?

You cunning Fat Red.
Chapter completed!