After the sailors loaded the bullets, there was silence on the rudimentary defensive line temporarily made of wooden boxes and stones, and the shouts and explosions from the direction of the cave in the distance seemed to be separated by a thick fog, unwilling to rush out and crash headlong into the arms of the enemy.

"Everyone, be on guard, it's the Drow Dark Shooter!"

If you are not afraid of no good things, you are afraid that there are no good people, if you want to talk about the details of the drow elves, the boatswain Zola Hegel is called a doorman! As soon as he opened his mouth, he unveiled the opponent's battle plan, and this was not the end, and the boatswain, who had always had a poisonous tongue, said in a deep voice that seemed to be soaked with venom:

"A platoon, ready for a salvo. Let us tell these fools who can't keep up with the times, the glory of the bow and arrow is gone, and the future belongs to the musket. ”

"Woo Woo Woo ......"

As the boatswain's arm swung downward, the gunfire was dense like bursting beans, and the gunfire reverberated back and forth in the underground space with more and more momentum.

The queue tactic is a mathematical probability, limited by the lack of hardware, each musket has a high probability of deviating from the target, and the range is enough to overwhelm the opponent's long-range attack force, so enough muskets fired together will have ample chance of hitting the local target. At this moment, the pouring stone projectiles swept through the white smoke released by the burning stone pine powder, sweeping in the direction of the entrance to the cave, and the smiling drow archers were swept down by the rain of bullets fired by the pirates. Magical equipment that can be exempted from musket attacks is not a stall even among a group of people who are good at using magic like the drow elves, and the fool who lacks the aura of glory of the local tyrant gold dares to rush to the line of fire to pull hatred, which is really a pity to die!

The longer the lifespan of the race, the worse the fecundity, although compared to their close relatives Yaling and Elves, the drow elves are already extremely fecund, but it is still not enough to be left in the field of war. The lack of soldiers of the Drowben has always been a chronic problem, so they have been shouting the slogan of counterattacking the ground for thousands of years, and they can only live in the underground space of the Dark Sea.

At this time, after suffering a fire of muskets comparable to a storm, Commander Drow, who had not broken his head, immediately adjusted the rhythm of the attack, and pushed the slave soldiers to the front line with his backhand as a meat shield, anyway, the death of these consumables will not make Drow feel heartache, even if it is a good thing to waste some ammunition of the enemy!

At the same time, the Overseer of Yaling was bringing reinforcements from another direction, and Sariel Byrne was worried that if something happened to Will Needham, she would not be able to communicate with Queen Yaling when she returned, and before the two sides could meet, she felt something shouting:

"The enemy has a high-level unit infiltrating, all on alert!"

Hearing this, Zola Hegel shuddered reflexively, then glanced back and forth to his side, and after a few seconds he pointed to a shadow not far away, and shouted through gritted teeth:

"The enemy is here, shoot!"

"Shadow Attack!"

Instantly recognized by the boatswain, the drow elf was forced to attack in advance, just when he heard the boatswain's shout, Luo Zhengdao pulled out the revolver from the holster, this classic firearm is the eternal protagonist of Hollywood Westerns, how can the traverser forget it? As his fingers flicked the hammer continuously, the six bullets in the nest were exhausted in less than two seconds. The drow male who flew out of the shadows less than twenty meters away, his eyes revealing disbelief in disbelief as he collapsed to the ground with bullet holes, the crimson liquid instantly wetting the rough rocky ground beneath him.

Blowing the white smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and inserting the revolver back into the holster, Luo Zhengdao stepped forward and pinched this dying guy, and asked in the lingua franca:

"Who are you? Why did Drow attack the Grey Iron Tribe? ”

Zora Hegel, who was already out of breath and out of breath and intake in little, was shaken to see that he was about to die, and Zola Hegel, who rushed to help, squatted down on the side, watched this scene with great interest, and said calmly:

"Your Royal Highness the Regent, you pinched it so tightly that he couldn't speak."

When Luo Zhengdao realized that he had done something stupid, he let go of his hand in embarrassment and said:

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's up to you to interrogate! Zola! ”

Prying open someone's mouth, this live boatswain is more adept, and spent about five minutes interrogating the wounded captive, and then he found Luo Zhengdao to restore his life, and said:

"Well, as we've heard before, the Queen has decreed that the Drow city-state be cleared of the surrounding races that he doesn't like."

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

Without waiting for Luo Zhengdao, who began to think, to answer, a series of roars resounded through the cave, and Luo Zhengdao, who was suddenly frightened, held his hand on the rock wall, his eyes scanned the surrounding scenery in a hurry, and shouted:

"Is it an earthquake?"

Zola Hegel also reached out against the rock wall, as if sensing the source of the vibration with his senses, and after a while his face darkened, and he muttered:

"No, judging by the direction, it should have collapsed nearby, probably the tunnel we passed through when we came down."

"Ahh Can you confirm if it's a natural disaster, or if it's man-made sabotage? ”

Hearing this, the boatswain spread his hands helplessly, and replied:

"Not for the time being, it doesn't matter what the reason is, we may be stuck now."

lure yourself to the gray iron dwarf tribe, and then try to cut off the back road, no matter how you look at it, this is the number of ways to close the door and beat the dog! Luo Zhengdao, who is familiar with conspiracy theories, can't see anything wrong anymore, then he has been chased and killed by people from all walks of life in vain over the years, even if he can't be sure which enemy layout it is, at least it is very helpful to know that he is in the game. Luo Zhengdao calmed down, and his first thought was to quickly transfer the battlefield and continue to stay in the Gray Iron Tribe to seek some help. But the enemy must have counted these helps, and the only way out of the predicament is to do something that the enemy can't guess in advance.

As the new Demon Card Master Luo Zhengdao was gradually contaminated by the power of the Demon Card, his body tended to be regularized, and the prophecy spells were not very good for him. Even if it was the god himself, it would be extremely difficult to accurately judge his future behavior, which was where Luo Zhengdao dared to adopt some ingenious confidence, and if someone else did it, he would be killed by the planner early in the morning.

Remembering the information he had gathered earlier, Luo Zhengdao found the busy Steelfist Chieftain, the situation of the Grey Iron Dwarves was worse than that of the trapped pirates, and the raid of Drow not only destroyed a large number of supplies, but also caused casualties among the Grey Iron Dwarves.

"The Grey Iron Tribe has been settling in the Dark Regions for a thousand years, so they shouldn't have mastered this single path to the surface, right?"

Hearing Luo Zhengdao's question, Steel Fist knew that he couldn't talk nonsense casually, so he immediately said frankly:

“…… In fact, there are three paths, and now there are only two left, both of which are secret paths! ”

Hearing that the steel fist was emphasizing the value of the remaining two channels, Luo Zhengdao understood that this was asking for a price, but he didn't think there was anything shameful about it, originally everyone didn't have a relationship, it was the dwarves who asked him before, but now the two sides have changed their positions, and the situation is not the same. At this time, Luo Zhengdao nodded and said:

"Well, you can say it! What are the requirements for handing over the information for the other two routes? ”

"A vassal agreement, an agreement authorized by your Royal Highness the Regent's seal, to ensure that the independent status of the Grey Iron Tribe will not change in the future."

Before leaving this time, Luo Zhengdao discussed with his staff behind closed doors how to confirm the relationship with the Gray Iron Dwarf Tribe, and this case had already been prepared.

The New World is a magical place where multiculturalism and multi-race are integrated, and there is the existence of the true God, so the genocide is extremely rare, and a few individual precedents also appeared in the white-hot state when the divine war was in full swing, and unfortunately affected the main material world, which can be regarded as the immortal fight mortals suffered. In the case of alien forces, powerful regimes usually adopt the strategy of acquiescing, ignoring and restricting their growth. For example, during the reign of the Bright Dynasty on the main continent, the human army did not chase after a certain alien tribe, and even if there was an armed conflict, it was limited, and once the other party fled or surrendered, it would be over.

The reason why the Goblin Second Empire has caused a lot of trouble has something to do with their excessively harsh treatment of conquered humans, and it is a truth that the winner takes all, but in the long process of marathon competition, it is still unknown who will have the last laugh, and the side that breaks the rules will naturally bear the pressure of rebound.

The so-called vassal is a model of submission to the strong and accepting the management of the other party, and recognizing the other party's right to rule, under this title, the vassal party has the obligation to pay tribute and provide services to the sovereign, and in turn can also be safely sheltered and cared for.

Hearing that the gray iron dwarf wanted both benefits and no price, Luo Zhengdao replied with a sneer:

"Hehehehe, you're trying to say that although as my vassal, the Grey Iron Tribe only fulfills limited obligations, right?"

"Your Royal Highness, your gaze is as sharp as a falcon!"

Being slapped in public and pretending to be happy Luo Zhengdao can't do it, just like Gou Jian to taste the stool, there are many people who want revenge from ancient times to the present, and there are still very few people who are really willing to learn from this superb senior. Although Luo Zhengdao knew what to do, he really couldn't do it, and he said with a gloomy face:

"That's enough, anyone can say beautiful things, I can accept you as a vassal, and your obligations cannot be less, unless you are willing to exempt me from the obligations of the suzerain, are you willing?"

The relationship between vassals and suzerains is indeed unequal, but it does not reach the level of slave owners and slaves, which is more similar to the old world business owners and employees, although the boss has the final say, but the employees also have the right to pick and choose, which involves the principle of reciprocity, how many obligations you bear to enjoy how many rights. For example, employees can't work only one day a month, expecting the boss to pay a whole month's salary, this seemingly cumbersome relationship between the top and bottom seems to be cumbersome, but it also forms the cornerstone of the power system that supports the whole world.

Due to the existence and development of many intelligent races, the powerful side that dominates the world mostly uses the suzerain-vassal system to force the weaker alien races to submit to them. After all, in a world where there are true gods, playing genocide is a very outrageous thing, and the price of angering the gods is not something that ordinary mortal realms can afford.

The human dynasties at the peak of their strength did not dare to openly send troops to destroy the goblins, and every clean-up operation was controlled at the delicate critical point of loss but not destruction, and the goblins did not dare to kill the human race when they gained power, and the two sides could only fight a limited war with limited means and goals under the gaze of the gods, which is the basic gameplay limited by the rules of the new world game.