Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

"Gromashl has really changed a lot." Nairgo sighed and said, "When I was a child, the clan was full of orcs, and now..."

He looked at Sylvanas and said, "There are not only the Delaney but also the Forgotten.

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Sylvanas spoke up.

"It's nothing, even if it's a little sigh, lamenting that my life has changed a lot." Nairgo replied with a smile.

Especially because of the changes that he has made, which gives him a sense of accomplishment.

"Ahead to the smithy, maybe you can take a look at the Delaney armor." Nairgo looked at Sylvanas' unchanged clothes and said, "You can also try to buy more of their clothes, I think you will look good in their clothes."

Sylvanas said, "You want to say this? Take me to the smithy just so I can buy Delaney clothes? When did you start working as a salesman for the Delaney. "

Nope." Nairgo shook his head, "I wanted to buy some armor for my army, and as for clothes, that's just a suggestion." "

The lives of those five hundred people are in his hands, and he does not intend to treat these five hundred people as consumables, at least not because of his stupidity and backwardness of weapons and equipment.

There are many blacksmith shops in the Warsong clan, just like the barracks and beast pens here, and Nelgo chose a well-known blacksmith shop in Gromashir.

The most important thing is that the owner here is also somewhat familiar with Nairgo.

The boss is called Kurion, and when he was very young, Nairgo often bought armor pieces from him to arm himself.

After walking for a while, Nairgo smiled and said, "But it's done, Kurion's fire scales." "

The name of this shop is very distinctive." Sylvanas said.

"Their boss is more distinctive." Nairgo ignored it, walked to the blacksmith shop and looked inside, not to mention, although this blacksmith shop had many more strange faces, but the old guy in Kurion was still the same as before, holding his blacksmith hammer and clanging and pounding, and his mouth was still cursing and cursing at the apprentices from time to time.

Sylvanas was a little disgusted, she knew that orcs were a bit "informal", and blacksmiths were not a gentleman's profession, but this orc blacksmith shop named Kurion fused the two together still made her frown.

But she didn't say much, just watched quietly, especially when she found that there were other races in the smithy.

"Delaney?" Nairgo looked surprised, and he stepped forward and patted Kurion's shoulder, "Hey, old blacksmith." "

Uh-huh?" Kurion was a little overwhelmed by the sudden slap, he looked back and found that it was Nairgo, and said a little embarrassed: "You little ... Why is the guy here again?

He wanted to scold and suddenly remembered that Nairgo was a shaman, and although he stopped his urge to scold in time, he still said angrily: "I want the armor piece to get it myself, and then give me the money and leave quickly."

Nairgo had long been accustomed to Kurion's attitude, and smiled on his face, "I'm not here to buy armor tablets this time, I'm here to talk to you about a big business." "

Big business? What big business can you have? Kurion muttered softly.

Nairgo didn't answer his words, but instead looked at the new face in the smithy, "And the Delaney? Is your business bigger and stronger? "

Thanks to you." Kurion said smoothly: "If you hadn't gone to talk to their chief about business, not so many Delaney people would have come to Gromashi."

"So what are they? New apprentice? Nairgo asked curiously, why is the Forging Technology of the Battle Song Clan so strong? Any blacksmith shop can attract the Delaney?

"Apprentice?" Kurion scoffed: "I gave them apprentices to almost the same, but this is a master I hired with a high salary, who came to guide us, didn't you see that I was all working iron here?"

Nairgo nodded, who said that the Delaney had to be hostile to the orcs or old and dead?

It is clear that as long as the orcs release their goodwill, the Delaney will open their hearts and invite them to join the tribe and accept the idea of the orcs, which is more wonderful than conquering their city.

"What exactly is big business you talking about?" Kurion thought for a long time, and couldn't think of what Nairgo could buy to be called big business.

"Do you know the armor of the Delaney?" Nairgo asked a nonsense-like question.

Kurion sneered, "If I didn't know that their forging skills are good, weapons and armor rods, I went crazy to give them so many benefits, and ask them to come and teach us." "

I have a new batch of German equipment here, see?"

"Come on, even if you sell me all the Delaney equipment in the store, it's not enough for me." Nairgo grinned, "How much have you learned from them now?"

Speaking of this, Kurion immediately came up with confidence, "Their technology is good, but our brains are not bad, at least they taught me that I have learned nine out of ten." "

Good, good." Nelgo nodded, "You really surprised me, you surprised me."

"The chief has assigned me five hundred soldiers, all young and strong lads." Nairgo found a recliner, and he was not polite, patted it and sat up directly, "Still don't understand?"

Kurion put down the forging hammer and did not speak.

Nairgo spoke again, "Last time I went to rob ogres with the Hell Roaring Chief, I was fortunate enough to slaughter an ogre mage, and I sold his staff for a lot of money. "

Speaking of this, Nairgo is a little distressed, you said that if that thing is a hammer, a fist, an axe, he doesn't have to sell it cheaply?"

There are few useful ones sold to orcs, so the price of selling them is much cheaper.

To the Delaney people can not look at it at all, the price is lower.

If you use it yourself, the melee sword is much more comfortable than this, and the shaman's staff is not easy to use from a long range.

"You still don't understand?" Nairgo only felt that this old man was a little senile dementia, why didn't he see it with some eyesight when he said it so clearly?

Kurion looked at him and complained, "Still don't understand? You almost handed me the money, how could I not understand? Am I not trying to give you a drink for a big customer? "

...,"

Nairgo waved his hand, "I love beer and juice, white water and milk are not disliked, in short, I want armor, and I want good armor made by Delaney technology."

He said with a serious face, "Fully armed, preferably with additional magic effects, no matter how much money it is, I will make it up for you even if I go to the ogre arena to fight." "

Bah." Kurion took a sip, "Where can I attach magic to you?" You think pretty well.

But then he whispered: "The Delaney armor does not have it, let's add a few Delaney armor pieces to our orc armor, do you want to add a few Delaney armor pieces?" "

The cheap amount is still large, I will give as much as you want, the defense is almost but still much better than ours."

Nairgo looked at him in amazement, "You still have money to push out?"

"Not much anyway." Kurion snorted, "I also don't want to watch the young men in the clan die on the battlefield because of poor equipment." "