"The madmen of the Seventh Legion succeeded, and the undead and the dragon were entangled."
High above the Hinterlands, the leader of the Wildhammer Knights looked at the battlefield in front of him with a telescope. After confirming that the undead and the dragon were entangled, the dwarves, humans and elves began to shrink their defense lines.
The Scourge of the Undead captured the troll city of Sinsaro, and they added enough troops to themselves. Although it was easy to fight a single undead, facing the mighty sea of undead, the military power of the Hinterlands supported them.
The defense line is not easy. At the station of Quel'Thalas' Highland Legion, almost half of the walls outside Quel'danil's hut were demolished.
Although the dragons are powerful, these proud creatures will not fight to the death for the living and the undead, so their appearance does not mean that the advantage of the war has shifted to the empire, but only relieves the pressure on the battlefield.
"Quick! Repair the defense line quickly! Then let the Wildhammer brothers in Eagle's Nest Mountain work harder, we need more artillery and tanks!"
Falstad and his good brother Kurdran were walking on the defense line filled with undead corpses. Some dwarves wore flamethrowers designed by dwarfs and walked among the corpses with disgust on their faces, burning the bones of the undead.
As for the warriors who were killed or injured on their own side, their bodies were properly kept. Although they would eventually be sent to Eagle's Nest Mountain for cremation, the treatment of the two was absolutely completely different.
"We can borrow the war experience from Arathi to build a fortress-like defense line in the Hinterlands in the shortest possible time. Since the defensive belt full of artillery can stop the Dark Blade Undead, it can definitely stop the natural disaster.
Undead."
Kurdran held a cigarette in his mouth and said to Falstad:
"Maybe we can get some artillery from the empire. Although our boys are not very good at using this thing, there are many good artillerymen in the Seventh Army."
"The demand for military supplies from the Empire is also very tight. Besides, defending the Hinterlands is the Wildhammer's mission. We can't always rely on the Empire. We have to find a way ourselves."
Falstad rubbed his chin, and after a moment, he turned to look at his brother:
"Do you still remember that group of goblins who came to us to sell weapons half a month ago? What are their names? What is Blackso?"
"Hesso Military and Future Technology Laboratory! That seems to be the name."
Kurdran scratched his head and said:
"The goblins also sent a lot of weird weapon samples, which we threw in the warehouse."
"Go contact them!"
Falstad whispered:
"I know they come from the Burning Plains, but it doesn't matter, right? We spend money to buy arms, and those goblins are happy to make money. Anyway, if the Dark Blade discovers that they are selling arms, it won't be us...forget it.
, I will go find them personally, Kurdran, you will be responsible for the battlefield command, this may be a one-time deal, so we have to plan carefully and kill those goblins severely."
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"Ah sneeze!"
The boss of Hesso's military and future technology laboratory suddenly sneezed, causing the design drawings he was scribbling to get messed up. The designer Hesso frowned and tore off the design drawings in front of him.
, as if to vent, he tore the paper ball into several pieces, and then threw it into the trash can at his feet.
"Shana! Bring me a cup of coffee!"
Heisuo's sharp voice came from the office. Secretary Shana, who was settling accounts outside the office, shrugged, closed her account book, and went to pour coffee.
And all the assistants in the entire laboratory were shocked. Everyone knew that the boss was very annoyed recently, and no one wanted to make Heisuo angry at this juncture. On the one hand, Heisuo is currently the leader of goblin engineering in the Black Iron District.
The character makes countless money every month and is regarded as an idol by many goblins who are eager to get rich. But on the other hand, Black Suo's bad temper is also well known to everyone.
Just two days ago, an assistant who was caught reselling confidential research information from the laboratory was tied up by Hesso himself into a prototype rocket tower and exploded into fireworks in the sky with a loud bang that echoed through the sky.
"Commercial espionage..."
Heisuo stared closely at the pile of documents placed on his desk. They were the results of Shana's internal investigation in the past two days. He had read them several times. The goblin who resold the laboratory's confidential information
The force that was dug out behind the scenes was not Hesso's old rival, Oversbach Technology Laboratory, which was against Black Solo in various fields.
But an imperial intelligence officer from southern Xinjiang.
This made Heisuo feel a little bit of ridicule and disbelief.
"Shana, what use do you think those humans have for stealing our research results?"
While drinking bitter coffee, Heisuo complained to his secretary: "With their IQ, I'm afraid they can't even understand my drawing notes. It's really unlucky... Maybe soon, the governor of the Black Iron Region will ask
Talk to me."
The goblin engineer said with a sad face:
"You might have to pay a fine, oh my God, a fine! What an annoying word."
"Think of the benefits, boss."
Shana has become accustomed to Heisuo talking to himself. She always knows how to make Heisuo happy. The goblin secretary dressed very coquettishly walked behind Heisuo and used her hands to help Heisuo.
Shoulder, she said in a whisper:
"Those humans came to steal our research instead of stealing the research of the dwarves. Doesn't this prove that in the eyes of humans, goblin engineering is better than dwarf engineering?"
"Hmm...it sounds like there's no problem."
The smell of perfume on Shana's body made Heisuo's thinking somewhat disconnected, but he had to admit that what Shana said might make sense.
"And boss, although our share lags behind those dwarves in the field of civilian machinery, in the field of weapons design and production, Black Solo Technology accounts for 37% of the entire market! We have won a great victory, and our net profit last month was
1.4 million gold coins, this is just one month... Think about it, boss, if this continues, in less than 10 years, you will become the seventh trade prince of the goblins!"
"This is a burst of profits, Shana. The Dark Blade Legion's re-equipment is about to be completed. Our income is destined not to be so high in the off-season, but I heard that the Defias Federal District may need to purchase some maritime equipment after a while.
This is the information you got from me, Shana, you are indeed my good assistant, I was thinking, maybe... I should reward outstanding employees."
Heisuo turned around and reached out frivolously to touch Shana's chin. With a lustful smile, he whispered:
"Maybe it's time to take a vacation to Gadgetzan, just you and me..."
"I'm very happy, but the premise is that we have to settle the matter at hand first."
Shana calmly turned the topic raised by Heisuo to the other side. She did not refuse to develop some relationships other than friendship with a future business superstar, but the problem was that Shana knew very well that she wanted to catch a man.
Your heart should not let him get your hands easily.
"Oh, yes, bad luck, that damn spy!"
Heisuo gritted his teeth and suddenly lost interest in flirting. In the Black Iron Zone, where business rules have been perfected, big businessmen like Heisuo know very well that once anything has contact with the northern empire, then
It cannot be solved by a simple report.
"Click"
Just as Heisuo was thinking about how to deal with it, the door to the office was pushed open. A black iron dwarf wearing a red robe proudly walked into Heisuo's office escorted by two junior knights. He hummed in an official manner.
After making a sound, he handed a letter of inquiry to Heisuo without saying a word. He just read the beginning, and the sweat on the forehead of the big goblin businessman suddenly flowed down.
"The Dark Blade Legion is stationed in the Military Law Department of the Black Iron Commercial Federal District..."
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"Mr. Hesso, there is evidence that you and your laboratory have recently had some not-so-good connections with the Northern Human Empire."
Myra and two cold-faced high-level death knights sat across from Heisuo, looking condescendingly at the newly dressed goblin businessman. Myra was attending as the governor, while the two serious death knights beside her were serious.
Gendarmerie law enforcers of the Military Justice Department of the Eight Classics.
Don't think that there is no such thing as military law within the undead. In a legion like the Dark Blade, which does not prohibit personal emotions, many times, out of the obsession of the undead, some high-level knights will do things that violate orders.
At this time, it is time for the Military Justice Department to appear... However, Tyrion originally set up this department just to wake up the high-ranking knights and not to be too immersed in past feelings. In essence, although the Military Justice Department sounds scary, it is
In fact, it also has the task of correcting the minds of knights and awakening the minds of lower-level soldiers. In other words, this is a teaching department, but it is definitely enough to deceive laymen.
Faced with Myra's gentle inquiry, Heisuo wiped his sweat with a handkerchief while thinking about his answer. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"I failed to investigate for a moment and allowed spies from the Northern Xinjiang Empire to sneak into my laboratory. This was a management error on my part. I have already conducted an internal investigation. Yes, I am willing to accept the punishment."
"Spy? There are also imperial spies in your laboratory?"
Myra glanced at Heisuo with a dull expression in surprise, and then knocked on the table thoughtfully. Under Heisuo's desperate eyes, he coughed lightly:
"No, no, no, we'll talk about the commercial espionage thing later."
The Governor stared at Heisuo. After a moment, the Blood Lord took a document from the Dark Blade Military Police and threw it in front of Heisuo. He leaned on the chair and said:
"The Hinterlands, the Wildhammer dwarves of Eagle's Nest Mountain, a few days ago, a salesperson from your laboratory ventured across the battlefield to negotiate a business deal with Lord Falstad, but it was said that the negotiation failed.
It's a pity..."
"this..."
Heisuo flipped through the documents, sweat dripping down his dark green skin again. He stared at the words while quibbling:
"This is just a mistake by a second-rate arms salesman. Mr. Governor, my company and I have always been loyal to the Dark Blade. We are members and protectors of the free business system. Believe me, I will not make such a stupid decision.
.I will fire that daredevil immediately!"
"No! Mr. Hesso, don't be nervous!"
Myra shook her finger, lowered her voice, and said to Heisuo:
"I believe you have also heard the news about the undead of the Scourge appearing in the north. And what I want to say is that the Scourge and the Dark Blade are not friends... We are also happy to see the forces of the Scourge being blocked in the Hinterlands battlefield. You understand me.
What do you mean?"
Heisuo's eyes narrowed. This goblin businessman was very talented in taking advantage of loopholes. In fact, all goblin businessmen were very good at taking advantage of loopholes. After thinking for a few seconds, Heisuo nodded and said tentatively:
"Well, of course, I will tell my diligent salesmen to talk to the Wildhammer dwarves again... In addition, my weapons will never appear on the battlefield against the Dark Blade, I swear!"
Myra nodded with satisfaction. It was so pleasant to talk to smart people. He waved his hand and took out another document and handed a pen to Heisuo:
"I believe you, Mr. Heisuo. Your inventions have been of great benefit to Dark Blade in the past few years. We are willing to sign a contract with you for this. In the Black Iron Zone, we use contracts to speak for you and your
The laboratory will monopolize the Empire's arms business in the Black Iron Zone for the next three years, but remember, once a cannonball or bullet made by your laboratory falls on our position, this agreement will be invalid!
"
"And during the period when the agreement is in effect, for every business done, you need to hand over 10% of the profits to the Black Iron District Business Federation. Do you accept it?"
Facing Myra's question, Heisuo nodded almost without hesitation. There were even sparks of gold coins in the goblin's eyes. He eagerly signed his name on the document, and then put the finger on
He turned the gemstone ring over, put it to his mouth, breathed a sigh of relief, and stamped it on the document. A vivid Black Solo company logo was printed on his signature.
Well, that's his personal seal.
"Of course, I am willing to accept it! It would be better if the tax rate paid could be lower."
Heisuo touched his fingers with some regret.
Myra felt disgusted by the goblin's insatiable appetite. He shook his head, put away the documents, turned and walked out of the office. Before leaving, he decided to teach the greedy goblin a lesson, so he told Black
Suo blinked:
"Very good, then, let's talk about the commercial espionage issue with you and these two gentlemen of the military police... I won't interrupt you."
