Fireballs roared into the goblin village, and one by one the treehouses were ignited, turning the village into a sea of fire. The goblins quacked, everyone was forced out, the trees burned, and the walls smoked. The goblins organized several breaches and were repulsed by a flurry of arrows.

Like locusts, arrows are constantly shooting into the trees, nailing them to the trees and inserting them into the ground. Many leprechauns are ejaculated into a sieve, and the goblin's blood is contaminated with green and red bushes.

The mercenaries saw that the battle was almost over. The soldiers were divided into two groups, coming up from the left and right wings. In the end, more than 400 goblins are surrounded by 300 elite mercenaries, completely cutting off the possibility of escape.

The goblins were weaker than expected, as most of the elite had previously died at the hands of Zhang Tong. In the village, goblins are usually only level 15 or 16. Most of the elite mercenaries have reached level 18 and have a big advantage in equipment and skills. The outcome of the battle is beyond doubt.

"Quack!"

The goblins, led by an elite soldier, launched another breakthrough.

The lost dog pounced on his legs. The leading goblin soldier was killed on the spot and crashed into a large tree surrounded by several people across the street. He was almost crushed to minced meat, and he definitely won't survive.

"Storm of arrows!"

Yang Yi pulled out his longbow and shot an arrow into the sky. In the past second or so, hundreds of energy arrows rained down. The goblins are directly defeated by the rainstorm of arrows and spells, and completely lose their ability to resist. Many goblins threw their weapons and screamed to form a ball. "Wow!" "Wow!" kept shouting, as if to accept the fate of the massacre.

Leng Yun opens the spell combination, and a series of magic [Frost Falls] is about to be thrown. Suddenly, a goblin child in front of him, only 50 centimeters tall, was shot in the throat by a mercenary soldier and fell to the ground, convulsing incessantly. He held the wound on his neck with one hand, and reached out to Leng Yun with the other, casting a gaze full of pain and pleading.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

The little goblin's cry and eyes before he died made Leng Yun couldn't help but move his sympathy, and he couldn't help it.

Just a kid!

Cobb is a sentient and intelligent race. This is the position of the enemy. Either you die or I live. Leng Yun will not hesitate to act. Among the goblins, there are quite a few old people and small children who are not fighting power. Now they're killing!

"Stop! Don't fight, don't fight!" Han Yun considered whether to stop the mercenary massacre, Du Rongrong shouted anxiously, pulled Zhang Tong and shouted, "The little goblins throw away their weapons, they surrender!" They are so weak and there are many children. Let's not kill them all!"

Although Du Rongrong is very young, he is one of the core members of the Yellow Mercenary Group and a real elder. The vast majority of mercenaries involved in the war now are yellow mercenaries. When they heard Du Rongrong's propaganda, many people stopped attacking, while others stopped attacking when they saw yellow people.

There are less than 400 goblins left.

Most of them were injured.

Everyone turned their eyes to Zhang Tong. Hundreds of goblins only survive or die between Zhang Tong's thoughts.

"Rong Rong, I know you have a kind heart!" Zhang Tong sighed and said helplessly, "This is a place where the weak eat the strong." People who don't belong to my race will have different hearts. We must not let up when it comes to fighting other races. At the moment, the situation is weak, I am strong. If it were the other way around, I think the goblins would not hesitate to kill all of humanity, old people and children!

"But the goblins have surrendered, they are too weak to pose a threat to humanity, and perhaps useful. You listen to me once, just this once......"

Zhang Tong secretly observed the others.

Leng Yun didn't speak, but it could be seen from his expression that he must have supported Du Rongrong. She didn't want the mercenaries to slaughter the goblins. After all, many old people and children are not soldiers and should not face war and death.

Liu Shuiyan and Sun Lin are similar.

Ye Qianqiu and Cheng Bo did not start working. It's not that Ye Qianqiu is kind-hearted, but that Ye Qianqiu is proud of his personality and disdains to kill a group of weak creatures who have lost their fighting spirit.

Zhang Tong's eyes dropped below 400 again, and he was still trembling. He is not combative. He sighed inwardly. He can't pose a threat for the time being, so he won't kill him first. He took out a halfling necklace from his backpack and put it on. The effect is for him to understand the language of the elf.

A goblin yells "woohoo", which means, in goblin language, "spare my life" and "surrender". Goblins beg for mercy from humans.

Zhang Tong said in "Goblin": "You attacked the Terran team, so you must be punished!"

Zhang Tong opened his mouth with a snort. The mercenaries were stunned. It took a long time to react and speak in the language of a goblin.

Goblins see that some Terrans can stand up and communicate with each other. They all smiled with joy, as if they saw the hope of survival. An older elf stood up. The life expectancy of a goblin is about 50 years. The goblin is 49 years old, but not 50 years old. He was dressed in a linen robe, his face was wrinkled, and he was leaning against a wooden pole. His image is a bit like Yoda's image in Star Wars.

Inside this coffin was a half-foot-tall old goblin, who had a transcendent position in the village, possibly the village chief, and said in an ugly voice, "My lord, I am the elder of the village chief. I apologize to you for the recklessness and rudeness of the leprechauns. Soldiers who offend powerful human warriors should be put to death immediately. Please keep the children alive!"

Zhang Tong didn't show any emotion, and said coldly: "You can survive, but you have to pay the price." ”

The battle resulted in the death and wounding of goblin soldiers. As the victors, humans may take away all the resources in the village. In the end, even if humans don't kill goblins, villages won't be able to build themselves.

The old goblin looked at the corpses around him, touched his crutches, and said without hesitation, "The goblin is willing to surrender!"

"Surrender?" Zhang Tong only wanted the goblin's food and resources, but he didn't want the goblin to choose to give in. "What's the use of me wanting a bunch of weak goblins? you don't look good!"

The goblin trembled with fear.

The goblin looked like this, and hurriedly said, "Goblins can't eat meat." Goblins know how to grow and gather, and can get food for adults!"

"Planting and collecting?"

"Yes, just as dwarves are naturally good at blacksmithing, elves are born with the ability to learn. Goblins know a thing or two about magic cultivation. As long as humans don't kill us and provide protection for the weak goblins, the goblins are willing to become slaves of humans and serve them!"

The old goblin made Zhang Tong very moved, because of his past experience, Zhang Tong always thought that aliens had to kill people, and never thought of subduing aliens.

If we could subdue some weak aliens and tie them to our chariots, wouldn't the strength of humanity increase?

There are six or seven races in the Dawning Region, but only terrorists, canines, and goblins possess powers that are not inferior to or even superior to humans. Other races such as elves, cats, and scavengers are weak.

These races lack cohesion and live in the wild at most in the form of villages. They have nothing to do but sneak out and attack other races to grab some money or materials. In general, they do not have a climate and cannot participate in ethnic conflicts.

Zhang Tong is still worried: "We killed hundreds of little goblins. Why do you believe you will be loyal?"

The old goblin is very shrewd. Sensing the change in human thoughts from Zhang Tong's tone, he immediately put down his crutches and knelt down. The other goblins were very tacit, and they all knelt on the ground.

"More than two hundred years ago, a goblin took refuge in the Lotus Plain and gradually dispersed to various parts of the plain, forming small villages, struggling on the edge of survival. We have been facing extinction, and death has become common for us. No one dares to hold a grudge against humans, because for goblins, survival always comes first. ”

"It's rude for goblins to live like this. “

"Only the strong have dignity, and the weak just want to survive!" the old goblin leaned down and kissed the mud in front of his boots. "We just want to live!"

Zhang Tong looked at the other goblins.

Most of the men, women and children, young and old, were wounded, kneeling on the ground and shaking, kissing the earth desperately. In their eyes, there is no shadow of hatred. The deceased seemed to take this for granted.

The entire elves numbered less than 700 people, many of whom were killed near the secret border. Mercenaries attacked the village, killing hundreds. Almost half of the entire village was killed by humans. In this case, the goblins are not resentful at all, but are eager to find their own life by giving in. This is inconceivable for humanity.

Perhaps, this is a new race that has lived in the civilized world for thousands of years, suddenly entering a cruel world of true respect for power and strict adherence to the law of the jungle. Its ideas and concepts cannot be changed for the time being.

The goblins did not hesitate to give up the latter between survival and dignity. This is perhaps why such a weak tribe has been able to survive for thousands of years without becoming extinct.

Strong races with dignity!

The weak just want to survive!

The old goblin's careless words may be a true portrayal of the weak. If humanity had been enslaved or oppressed for thousands of years, the rebellion and revolt in their bones would have been exhausted long ago, and they might not be much better than goblins. After all, survival is the most primitive instinct.

Zhang Tong waved his hand and put away all the weapons to all the mercenaries, "I can accept your obedience for the time being, from today onwards, you are the private property of mankind, humans protect you, and you serve mankind! ”

The goblin was ecstatic and kept kissing the ground in thanks.

Zhang Tong found a reserve of goblin resources in several tree holes. The old goblin didn't lie. Goblins have a talent for gathering. The hollow of the tree hides many magical minerals, magical herbs, leather and food. Zhang Tong took most of it, leaving only a small part for the goblins to survive and consume.

"What are you collecting ore for?" Zhang Tong felt a little strange: "Can goblins forge?"

The goblin shook his head and said, "Goblins don't know about magic forging, and collecting ores can be exchanged for gold coins and other biological resources. ”。

Zhang Tong asked in surprise: "Is there a place like a bazaar on the Xueguang Plain, providing a trading place?"

The goblin did not deny: "Yes, we call this place the black market. It was an underground trading ground secretly established by ethnic minorities or union forces outside the dawn. Going to the black market is not a small risk, as it is common to encounter other races on the black market. If they don't have the ability to defend themselves, but they are too conspicuous, they will definitely be killed!, so the goblins don't dare to sell high-grade ores and materials!"