The first thousand one hundred and twenty-nine chapters meet friends
On the long street, two groups of people were confronting each other.
Barak is no longer the country bumpkin he was back then, who could be slapped casually by a mayor. As one of the richest men in the Sunset Prairie, millions of orcs follow him to make a living. With just one word, he can make tens of millions
The orcs' quality of life dropped a notch.
In the orc empire, the status of tauren is not high. They are honest, simple, hard-working and uncomplaining. They are willing to do any work if they have a mouthful of food. They will not resist easily. However, because of their physique and strength, they have good fighting ability, so the nobles are the most popular.
Like the tauren herders.
The more powerful the race, the more difficult it is to give birth, such as the Lion Lion Clan, Tiger Tiger Clan, Bear Bear Clan, etc. Although they are an ace army, their numbers are too small. You must know that on the battlefield, they still rely on a large number of soldiers.
Therefore, the huge army composed of tauren warriors is the cornerstone of the empire.
In any country, there are all kinds of contradictions, and the tauren are not all idiots. The prophets in the tribe have been working hard to improve the status of the tribe and want to join the aristocracy, but they are always suppressed by the powerful class. After all, the country's prophets
There are only so many resources, and the rise of one tribe means the decline of other tribes.
The Tauren did not have much high-end combat power, and they had not made any achievements economically. Naturally, they could not succeed based on their numbers alone. However, Barak's rapid promotion gave the Tauren elders hope.
Money is a terrifying force that can corrode everything and dominate everything. Although Barak's rank is not high, his power is already one of the top giants in the Tauren clan.
"presumptuous!"
Without Balak's instructions, the tauren warriors behind him roared. These were all elites, of all levels of dragon slaying. The leaders even had scepters, and their equipment was so luxurious that it could blind others.
Not to mention Yishui's heavy armor, they are all equipped with three-meter-long metal totem poles. The patterns engraved on them are more like works of art than weapons.
This equipment alone, engraved with several magic arrays, costs more than a million gold coins, not to mention the explosive scroll in his arms and the spell-breaking crossbow arrows in his quiver.
"Looking for death, you actually dare to explode in front of our Vajra Army!"
The captain guarding the gate shouted and drew his sword.
Click! Click!
The tauren moved faster. Those in the front row rushed forward to form a battle formation, while those in the back took off their crossbows, cocked them with a click, and pointed them at them.
"Whoever moves again, I'll shoot his balls!"
The captain of the guard sneered. He glanced at the group of gorillas and weighed the crossbow in his hand, "You haven't seen it before, have you? I'll give you a long idea. This is the Lava Ripper crossbow, from the Dungeon Arms Company in Delankfurt.
All made by Krupp craftsmen, it can fire six consecutive shots, and the arrows are enchanted with explosive arrays. It can break all dragon-slaying stage shields!"
The Vajra warriors looked at the red arrows and remained silent. There were only a few arrows, which could not hurt them at all. However, there were more than 200 tauren on the opposite side, and each of them had a powerful crossbow in their hands. If this were to be fired in volley, they would definitely
Become a hornet's nest.
"By the way. I forgot to tell you that the cost of a strong crossbow is 500,000 gold coins. Even though it sounds cheap, this is a friendly price. If you were to trade it, you wouldn't be able to buy it even with a pocket full of gold coins!"
The captain of the guard is very proud.
"When did our orcs' equipment become so luxurious?"
King Kong's eyes were almost dazzled by this group of tauren. He thought he had made a mistake. When it comes to poverty, the orcs consider themselves second, and no one dares to consider themselves first.
"Hey, our master and the Duke of Downton are good friends. Does the Duke of Downton know? He is the man that Bavarian Rose chased. It is said that he will eat the heart of a giant dragon in one meal, which is worth tens of millions of gold coins!"
"Yes, I heard that the wine he drinks is a secret brew of elves, a rare treasure that has been stored for tens of thousands of years. Even the kings of the nine empires are not qualified to taste it!"
"I really want to have a taste. I heard that the Duke of Downton is very generous. Maybe I can get a reward after meeting this time."
The Tauren chattered endlessly, which could be regarded as revealing a small desire.
"Fart, do you think we are stupid? Downton can drink wine that even the kings of the nine empires cannot drink?"
The vajra warriors don’t believe it.
"A bunch of bumpkins, Duke Downton once conquered several ancient ruins. How could the wealth he obtained be beyond the imagination of you idiots?"
"The pens that people use are all Golden Crown Tree Gardens worth hundreds of millions of gold coins!" The tauren curled his lips, "They are limited editions, treasures that even if you have money, you don't have anywhere to buy them!"
"Barak, do you think my home is not good enough to attract thieves?"
Downton flew out of the door and landed on the street, listening to a group of people chatting, his mind filled with black threads.
"Haha, my best friend!"
Barak laughed, stepped forward quickly, hugged Downton, and slapped his back hard, "You're okay, great, great!"
The innocence of the orcs was vividly reflected in Balak. He burst into tears and could not contain his emotions. After hearing about the riots in Ujumqin, he put aside his pile of official duties and led a group of guards overnight.
I came here just to protect him.
"Thanks!"
Downton hit Barak on the chest.
"What did you say?"
Barak disliked Downton's indifference and rolled his eyes at him, then lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, whatever happens, I'll take care of it for you!"
"I killed a Prince Llane!"
Downton shrugged his shoulders.
"Puyol? It doesn't matter. As long as the one who dies is not the Beast King, our Tauren clan can protect him!"
Barak did not hesitate at all. He sincerely wanted to help Downton at all costs. Of course, he also did not forget to be a little clever. The reason why he mentioned the Tauren clan was because he wanted Downton to remember this favor in the future.
When doing business, take care of one or two things.
"You still haven't changed!"
Downton shook his head and laughed, remembering their first acquaintance again.
"the same as you!"
Barak hugged Downton again, his voice choked with sobs, "You gave me everything I have now, and I will never forget it!"
"We are friends, so don't say such things. Let's go, I will take you to meet Hu Tao and Elaine!"
Downton smiled happily. He didn't have many friends. Barak was one of them.
"Well, I prepared gifts for the girls!"
Barak didn't show any pretense and walked into the Governor's Mansion holding Downton's shoulders.
"Wait, here, take it and drink it!"
Downton took out two wine barrels and threw them to the tauren guards.
"Thank you Duke for the reward!"
The tauren sang "Oi" and then cheered. Downton's generosity made them heartbroken. One guy couldn't wait to unscrew the deer's throat and stretch his head to drink.
The red wine was spilled on the floor, and the rich aroma of the wine filled your nostrils.
"You idiots, this is the wine of victory. With the demise of the elves who made the wine, there are only these few barrels in the entire continent. Cherish it."
Barak laughed and scolded.
"Alice, tell the kitchen to receive my friends!"
Downton shouted.
Looking at a group of tauren drinking freely and smelling the aroma of wine in the air, several vajra warriors couldn't help but feel the swelling in their throats.
Gudong!
After swallowing a sip of water, Captain Lux took off the cowhide wine bag from his waist, thought for a moment, and took out a handful of gold coins. "Hey, let me have a taste. Just one!"
A group of tauren rolled their eyes and pointed their middle fingers.
From a window on the third floor, Ctesiphon and his party witnessed this scene.
"It seems that the rumors are true. Barak only relied on Downton to achieve his current status!"
Daron lamented that orcs and humans could establish such a deep relationship. It was a good story.
"Barack's wealth is said to be tens of billions. So how much does Downton, who made him such a rich man, have a net worth? Hundreds of billions?"
Esmerida's eyes flashed.
"There is a rumor that he tricked the Red Dragon King and robbed the treasury of the Forge. That is the wealth accumulated by the dwarves of past generations. Otherwise, he would not have established the current industry."
Lei Chan looked through the battle report, "By the way, he also has a lost dungeon. It is said that the most important magic industry facilities are in it!"
"How do you think Downton's head grows? Forget all the wealth, it is luck after all, but his free trade zone is making tens of millions of dollars a day, and even the airline called 'Guns and Roses' is now
He has become a giant in the tourism industry, and now those big nobles and big businessmen, if they don’t travel on Guns and Roses airships, it’s as if they have no status!”
Merida couldn't understand that Ctesiphon was also a talented person. Under his governance, the Khorasan Territory was prosperous and people lived happily, but compared with Downton, it was far behind.
"I have flown on the Guns N' Roses airship, and I have to say that the flight attendants are amazing. Their perfect etiquette, attentive service, and luxurious and eye-catching uniforms make everyone feel at home!"
Lei Chan shrugged his shoulders, "Don't talk about me as an orc, even if I'm an underground dwarf, I won't be discriminated against. I heard that they have regulations. If a passenger complains, he will be fired, or exiled to the North!"
"There's nothing surprising. Don't forget that Downton's Chancellor of Finance is a goblin, and there is a huge goblin team serving him. They are all elites with the heritage of the hobgoblin era. How do you think he thought of recruiting these people?
Goblin’s?”
Daron was very curious.
"Perhaps Downton is really a born leader. Aren't those barbarians, Krupp giants, wandering foreign orcs, dwarves and dark elves all loyal to him?"
Taixi Feng's eyes were full of envy. How broad-minded does this have to be to win their loyalty?
"I really want to marry him!"
Merida sighed.
"Hey, aren't you Lily?"
Daron teased.
"Hey, I also have to think about my tribe!"
The strong also have strong obligations. They must not only protect their tribesmen, but also feed and clothe them, and even lead them forward.
These people are powerful, but they do not necessarily have the ability to govern. Heroes like Downton, Di Lanxue, and Heinrich are too rare.
"God is so unfair!"
Merida sighed.
"You only see their achievements, but not their efforts!"
Lei Chan shook his head and laughed, "Your Highness, he doesn't sleep for more than three hours a day, and he often even stays up late working for several days in a row. Can you do that?"
Several people discussed, and invisibly, their views on Downton changed a lot. At least he was a human being who could be friends with. (To be continued...)