"It's true, that's right, it's just that we've lost that knowledge and can't recreate the glory of zào."

Han Ning spread his hands, "It doesn't matter, I don't need goblin technology, what I need is your talent for mechanical manufacturing." ”

The goblin king was confused by Han Ning's words, and he didn't understand what this city lord wanted to do.

"This cave is still at your disposal, and you continue to be in charge of your tribal management, but henceforth you must obey the orders of Ionia, and when the time comes, someone will contact you and tell you what you should do."

There was a rancid smell in the goblin cave, Han Ning didn't want to stay here any longer, after saying this, he left the goblin lair with the army, and Rhine would come over to take over the rest of the matter.

The goblin tribe was defeated by Han Ning, but the problem of Ionia was not completely solved, because in addition to the goblins, there was a very vicious tribe in Ionia.

This tribe is the Fish-Man Tribe, and according to the Rhine, this swamp Fish-Man tribe is more vicious than the goblins, and ten years ago, this tribe even conquered the city of Ionia.

Half of the Ionian population at that time, about half a million people, was plundered, and the goblins were nothing more than 100,000 Ionians.

After defeating the goblins and enslaving them in the Goblin Kingdom for ten years, the Ionians were able to return to Ionia to reunite with their relatives, a feat that had never been seen before in the history of Ionia, and it also established Hanning's supremacy in the hearts of the Ionians.

Because these enslaved people were basically young and middle-aged, this rescue operation gave Ionia a sufficient supply of troops, and under Han Ning's order, Rhine gathered 18,000 men and expanded Ionia's army to 20,000.

Han Ning repeated the method of strengthening the soldiers, using golden particles to strengthen the soldiers of Ionia again. In just a few weeks, Ionia had 20,000 high-ranking warriors.

Of course, Han Ning didn't let the goblins sit idle, what surprised Han Ning was that these green-skinned dwarfs were really talented in scientific research, and he brought back scientific and technological items from a hundred years ago from modern times, and these goblins quickly mastered the manufacture of firearms and artillery.

"Tam, how many goblins are there in your tribe right now?" Han Ning asked.

"About 200,000 people." Tamu said respectfully. The technology brought by Han Ning made the last trace of hostility towards Han Ning disappear from Tamu.

The glory of the goblin civilization is rooted in the blood of every goblin, and the goblin used to be an elegant race, until it loses its own technology, the goblin will become a bandit.

But now these technologies brought by Han Ning have given him hope.

"But it's said that there are still millions of goblins in the steppe, right?" Han Ning said.

Tam nodded, and he said, "I see, I'll send emissaries to other tribes right now to see these lost technologies, and they will definitely be loyal to you." ”

Han Ning nodded with satisfaction, in fact, Han Ning just gave the goblins the scientific and technological knowledge of the modern World War II period. These goblins, however, use magic to combine these technologies.

For example, in the hands of goblins, guns no longer fire simple bullets, but magic bullets that can explode, which greatly increases the power of guns and artillery.

And the magic-powered aircraft is also being developed, which Han Ning also has to admit that the goblins are sensitive to scientific and technological knowledge.

At the same time, Han Ning gathered fifteen thousand people to advance towards the lair of the swamp fishmen, and now the time was ripe for an attack.

The road to the sewage swamp was relatively smooth, and Han Ning led the army to speed up the grassland as fast as possible. The area where the swamp fish-people live is a black swamp in the grassland, and the dangerous swamp alone is very dangerous.

As planned. Departing at eleven o'clock, the convoy arrived at the sewage swamp at one o'clock in the afternoon, a stench swamp, the black silt like the land was full of deep and shallow puddles, and the grass on the land was blue with black, very strange.

"Rhine. Here you are familiar with the path, and you are responsible for guiding it. Faced with a swamp that could engulf soldiers at any time, Han Ning chose to let the team stop on the outside of the swamp while he asked Agya to scout from the sky.

Rhine had sneaked into the Black Swamp and was familiar with it. He leads the way, while Aegya is in charge of the fish-man patrols that can appear at any time in the swamp.

Following Rhine, Han Ning walked on the damp ground with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and after a while, his shoes were soaked with sewage, and sometimes when he stepped down, the mud even reached his knees, "What a hellish place?" Han Ning complained.

Rhine was silent, remembering that his people lived in such a place, and that they were driven to the Blackwater Lake in the center of the sewage swamp every day to hunt for food for the swamp fishmen, and the anger in his heart burned his head, but he had already found a person to vent his anger, and a patrol of swamp fishmen suddenly appeared in front of them through the tall grass.

The sudden appearance of the swamp fishmen made Rhine stunned for a moment, these swamp fishmen were only half as tall as Han Ning, the blue and white skin on their bodies was as smooth and sticky as a frog, their bodies were ricketed, their mouths were like frogs, but their eyes were fish eyes, and they looked very weird.

When Rhine saw these fish-men, his eyes were very red when he saw these fishmen, and he picked up his giant sword and slashed them.

A pair of patrol soldiers consisted of twenty swamp fish-man warriors, Rhine made a move, Han Ning immediately released a fire-type magic, and the swamp fish-man also reacted from the initial shock, raised the trident-like weapon in his hand and rushed towards Han Ning, but Han Ning's spell instantly burned them to ashes.

"Phew." Rhine spat hard, the swamp fishmen are an evil race that takes pleasure in enslaving other races, so Rhine leaves no room for action.

A pair of patrols were dealt with, and the team marched more cautiously, and the appearance of the patrol showed that they were getting closer and closer to the swamp fish-man tribe.

After another hour of Rhine's march through the sewage swamp, over a thick thicket, a huge lake appeared in front of everyone.

"Lord of the City, this is it."

Along the endless black waters, along the black shores of the lake, covered in black vines, blue-skinned swamp fishmen kept coming in and out of these houses, and in the lake, some supervised minotaurs cast their nets miserably in the black waters, and were sometimes whipped by the greedy swamp fishmen.

"Lord of the city, let's fight." Rhine's eyes were red, and a white mist appeared from his nose, and he couldn't hold it back in his heart. (To be continued.) )