Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 530 83. It is always good to have ambition

   General Blackmore has always focused on training. After he became a general, he did not let go of his martial arts practice.

   He is in good health, and in Black's perception he has the exuberant vitality that a high-level warrior should have.

   So his face is ugly, it is definitely not because of physical discomfort.

   is because the pirate's request was exactly like hitting a snake and hitting seven inches, hitting on the thing that General Blackmore could not let go of.

   He has always been a man of plans.

  His background is very bad. His father was a traitor to Lordaeron. He came to the Kingdom of Stromgard when he was young. It took him more than 20 years to get his identity and status today.

  His pursuit of power was fraught with danger, and on several occasions he nearly died on the battlefield.

   His past efforts are fully worthy of his present position.

   But the problem is, Blackmoore's ambition is not to be a general, he desires to go further.

   Reaching the current position with his tainted origin is almost the limit of struggle.

   The higher-level circles will not accept him.

  If he wants to become a big man who can really stir the situation, he must find another way.

   When he adopted the little orc Thrall, all he thought was to use this orc to discover the weakness of his compatriots in exchange for military merit.

   Then he discovered Thrall's innate intelligence and changed his mind.

His Excellency General    is a very far-sighted person. When the war was going on, he foresaw that if the Alliance was victorious, how to place a large number of orcs would be a big problem.

   He began to cultivate Thrall in his own way, to develop him into a strange fellow with an orc appearance and a human soul.

   He intends to use Thrall as a "new orc template" to prove to the top leaders of the alliance that there is another way to use orcs rationally besides slaughter and hard labor.

   He knew it would win him a brighter future.

  But people's thoughts can change.

  Especially after seeing Thrall's amazing potential, His Excellency General had an unexpected thought in his heart. He had fought the Orc Wars, and he had seen the scenes where the berserk Orcs, led by their respective chiefs, smashed the human elites.

   He is very aware of the destructive power of the orcs. In his opinion, the reason why the orcs fail is because of their strategic problems, not tactical problems.

   Then, what if he was behind the scenes manipulating Thrall and commanding this group of destructive orcs?

   With his own strategic level, he may not be able to reach the level of the orc army overturning the alliance, but he has seized a large area in the southern part of the continent to build his own country, and will make another big invasion after recuperating.

   As long as you are careful enough! Don't take the old path of the Horde. With the current situation of the alliance's fading power after the war, you can confidently push the front line to Khaz Modan.

   In that case, you can have a territory three times larger than that of Stormwind Kingdom, and you are qualified to wear a king or even an emperor's crown!

   Once this taboo idea appears, it cannot be stopped.

   General Blackmoore has played it over and over with his outstanding military skills. His plan looks deviant, but as long as he grasps the time and waits for the fragile alliance to fall apart, his probability of success is at least 70%!

   He began to train Thrall more attentively, imparting his military experience, and, as a result of his position, included the six large shelters in the Hillsbrad Hills area into his own management.

   He doesn't abuse these orc captives like others, he needs them to maintain a certain fighting power.

   At the same time, he wants to eliminate those elements that threaten his plan.

  The most important one, the one that must be removed, is Anduin Lothar!

  The old marshal commander's alliance smashed the horde orcs commanded by Orgrim Doomhammer head-on.

   No matter how confident Blackmore is, he doesn't think he can match Orgrim. If Orgrim loses to Lothar, he will not succeed anyway.

   From this point of view, His Excellency the General is indeed very self-aware, and he knows how to forbear and judge the situation, which is higher than those arrogant careerists.

  So when he received some "secret orders" from the country, His Excellency the General was ecstatic, he accepted the order without hesitation, and began to secretly contact Ravenholdt's Master Assassin privately.

   For his own big plan.

  Lothar must die!

   And now, Blake Shaw who suddenly appeared, as an old friend, made two demands on him.

   Relinquish participation in the conspiracy against Lothar.

   and hand over all the orcs in his hand.

Can General    agree?

   Of course not!

  Black doesn't want the orc captives in his hands, he wants the "great future" that Blackmore planned for himself! What he wants is the ambition and dream of General Blackmoore!

  The pirate wants a future more cruel than taking his life.

   And how shameless he still claimed to be in the name of "Salvation"!

   "I cannot grant you this terrible request, my friend."

   Even though he was extremely angry in his heart, General Blackmore maintained his appearance and said in a very calm and business-like tone:

"Building a shelter and detaining greenskin prisoners is a decision made by the kings of the alliance together. It is an alliance regulation formed across a single country, let alone me, even His Majesty Thoras has no power to hand over the orcs. captive.

   As the general of the Stromgard Kingdom, I cannot make decisions in private.

  If you want those captives, you have to show me the orders that at least four kings and the Pope personally stamped. "

   "Well, so when I talk to you about favors, you want to talk to me about the law?"

  The pirate pouted, but he was not too disappointed.

   He shook the glass in his hand and said to General Blackmore, who was sitting opposite him:

   "Stop thinking about it? Friends.

  The Gilnean people are very 'open-minded'. The northern lord Darius, who is in charge of managing the shelter, readily agreed to my mentor's trade request.

  You know, the Gilnean people have long been extremely dissatisfied with the wealth consumed by the long war.

   They are not willing to use their precious land to hold a group of green-skinned prisoners who have nothing to contribute except to eat dry food.

  I think, if you take the initiative to apply to His Majesty Thoras Trollbane, His Majesty the King of Stromgarde and his courtiers should acquiesce to your actions. "

"maybe."

Your Excellency General    will raise his glass with a little interest, and answer in a formulaic way:

   "But I'm a soldier, Lord Black. I can't promise you anything until I get an order. As for little Taretha, take it with you.

   This girl is very smart. If her background was better, she might enter Dalaran and become a mage.

   She stayed with me, and I couldn't give her any better treatment. "

Speaking, His Excellency the General stood up, took out a silver card from his drawer, and handed it to Taresha, who was at a loss. "The little girl who sent it said:

   "This little money is the payment for the Folkeston family's service to me for so many years, you take it with you, and after you follow Lord Black to a new place, remember to buy yourself a few more clothes.

   Don't wear those old clothes, so as not to embarrass Master Black.

  If you still miss your hometown, remember to send a few letters back. "

  The little girl Taresha heard this, her heart suddenly surged with anger, her parents were servants of the general, her father died in an attack, and her mother died of illness a few years ago.

   Her own younger brother died of illness because of lack of nutrition after birth.

   Why didn't the general give them money at that time?

   And when I sent myself out a few days ago, I never saw so much drama on the general's face!

   Now what does this mean?

   Bought yourself?

   She deliberately threw back the card in her hand that could be exchanged for gold coins at the Goblin Bank, but in the end she did not do so, she just lowered her head, glanced at Black quietly, and whispered to General Blackmore:

   "General, I can't go and see before I leave."

   "Okay, time to go!"

   Before Taretha could finish speaking, the pirate interrupted her.

  Black stood up and said goodbye to his "old friend" in a very gentle tone:

   "Everything comes down to the same code. Since the general has given my little servant freedom, I will help you ease your embarrassing situation. As for the orcs, I will talk about it later when I have a chance."

   He stretched out his hand to Blackmoore and said to His Excellency the General:

   "One last request, old friend, in your name, send a message to 'Cleaver' Macross and ask him to take his elite to the farthest outpost barracks in the forest outside Dunhold Castle.

   Then withdraw your soldiers there.

The   Cleaver has defected to Ravenholdt and become a pathetic bastard. His head will once again prove your allegiance to the Alliance, and Lothar will once again see you as trustworthy.

  After the dust settles, no one will know what happened in this castle. "

  The eyeball on Black's shoulder glanced at the ugly general in front of him. The pirate was waiting for his answer. His Excellency General was silent for a few seconds and asked softly:

   "So, is Lord Black serving Lothar now?"

   "No, I serve my ideals, just like you, Your Excellency."

  The pirate said with a smile:

   "As it happens, Lothar's current moves are in line with my ideals, and I don't mind earning some 'pocket money' from his generous followers."

   "If I don't show my attitude, will my head also become your 'pocket money'?"

General    asked in a very straightforward tone.

  The pirate shrugged and didn't answer.

   But the action already said it all.

   "I will deliver the letter after dawn."

   Blackmore is worthy of being a hero, and he made a decision immediately. He took out a golden card from his drawer and handed it to Black, saying:

   "Buy your tight-lipped."

   "Ah, it's really a soldier, and even the red envelopes are so poor and petty."

  The pirate did not take this card, he said in a strange tone:

   "If you really want to buy the secrecy of a master assassin, this amount of money is far from enough. I heard that you are very famous in the local area. Although you have some bad habits, you have never done anything to oppress the local civilians.

   You are not a rich man, my friend.

  Don't follow the way of those poor and **** nobles who only have money left, take your money and don't spend it, it will definitely be useful in the future.

  I am willing to keep secrets for my friends.

   It doesn't do me any good to shake things out here.

  My cleaning maid, what are you doing there?

gone. "

   After he finished speaking, he walked out of the general's room with Taresha with his head bowed, leaving behind Edras Blackmoore, who was despised by a pirate in terms of wealth just now.

   But what people say is also true.

   He is indeed not a rich man, didn't he see that the self-aware General Blackmore never mentioned hiring Black to rebel against Lothar?

   He knew he couldn't pay that price.

   After watching the pirates leave, the general closed the door with a gloomy face. He sat alone in front of the burning candle, staring at the flames in front of him and thinking constantly.

   Thinking that my head started to hurt at the end, so I started to write a private letter.

   Ambitious people generally cherish their lives.

   Now, for the sake of your own life, let’s put the master cutter, the powerful master, the meritorious title after the assassination of Lothar, and the like.

—

   "Why don't you speak?"

   On the way out of Dunhold Castle in the dark of night, Blake felt the silence of the little maid behind him, and he asked:

   "Before leaving, are you going to pay homage to your parents?"

   "No need."

  Taretha, holding her old clothes and the magic broom in her arms, whispered:

   "Their graveyard isn't in the castle either. It's quite far away. It will delay your business. I just don't worry about Thrall, do you remember him?"

   "Your sister is really competent."

   Pirate says:

   "I just got out of the tiger's mouth, and now I have the mind to worry about your 'orc brother'."

   "The general will make Thrall do terrible things."

  Taretha whispered:

   "Although I don't know what he wants to do, Thrall will definitely be the tool of his ambition, just like me. Captain, can you"

"cannot!"

  Black refused:

   "I won't save a little green skin, but don't worry, there are people who want to save him."

   In the dark, the pirate looked back at Dunhold Castle behind him. The lights were still on in General Blackmore's room, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Black's mouth under his helmet.

He says:

   "Blackmoore rejected my good intentions, but I don't have a lot of time for kindness. If he is so ignorant, let him get the end he deserves!"

   (end of this chapter)