Barren land.

A valley with dwarf shrubs and gravel.

A tribe of goblins has lived here for generations, numbering about 7,000 people, and makes a living by trading with passing caravans and secretly doing shady work.

Goblins have a strong ability to reproduce, and they eat everything, and they have all the surrounding turf.

When they get hungry, they eat even their own kind.

Goblins are good at escaping and are difficult to eradicate, and the land is too barren to be worthless.

Even if it is successfully captured, the construction cost far outweighs the benefits.

The goblins in the barren lands were a blessing in disguise, and the war-torn kingdom of Farley became one of the few borderless lands.

And today, the barren land, which has always been barren and lonely, has come with a wave of uninvited guests.

Black pressed down on a large group of poorly dressed Shanyue people with shabby weapons, and they screamed all the way to the cave where the goblin tribe lived.

There is no one who is not afraid of war, not even these uncivilized Shanyue people.

But all they have to face is a bunch of weak goblins.

The lord's words echoed in their heads, and they wanted to regain their freedom and redeem their families.

A yellow-skinned goblin poked its head out from behind a hidden hillside, and he saw a menacing crowd of people.

He hurriedly ran down the hill, screaming all the way back.

This goblin tribe has lived here for nearly a hundred years, and the barren land naturally cannot support so many people.

Their most common way of doing this was to rob the passing merchants, eat the living on the spot, and store the food in the caves.

The looting proceeds were then used to trade with the big caravans who had escorts.

Naturally, the goblins were purged several times, but because the benefits of attacking a group of goblins were too low, the goblins had a strong enough ability to reproduce.

Like weeds, the goblin tribe has resurfaced several times.

The existence of this goblin tribe has also made the mercenary business's business boom, and the goblin tribe even has secret agreements with several mercenary groups in private.

For example, let those business travelers who are not strong enough, who are not strong enough, and who have enough oil and water stay here forever.

Over time, a tacit understanding was reached between the goblin tribe and a part of the mercenary group and the big merchants.

Only a few armies carry out symbolic encirclement and suppression each year.

The sentry goblins sprinted their way to the crypt where the tribe lived, encountering many equally panicked companions along the way.

They chattered and exchanged with each other, and they could feel that this habitual encirclement and suppression seemed to be a little different.

An old goblin on crutches spoke loudly to his people, and a group of goblins quickly sprang into action.

A group of goblins carry the most important supplies and hide in the depths of the cavern.

The leader of the old tribe summoned a group of armed young goblins and gave orders in a loud voice.

The gist is to let the ignorant offenders, the two-legged pigs, know how powerful their goblin tribe is.

The old goblin is sixty years old this year, which is considered to be an extremely long-lived goblin race, and after so many years of development, the old goblin has regarded this barren land as his own land.

It didn't take long for a group of Shanyue people to appear in front of the goblins.

Seeing that it was a group of savage-like creatures, the old goblin grinned and showed an ugly smile.

At the sound of an order, a group of goblins rushed forward with weapons in hand.

Surprisingly, this group of goblins is much better equipped than the Shanyue people.

It seems that this goblin tribe has been secretly accumulating its own strength over the years.

The goblins roared, and the various weapons in their hands attacked the Shanyue people, who were nearly twice their height.

The battle was unexpectedly scorching, and the Shanyue people and goblins were entangled together, and some of them even gave up their weapons and tore each other to the ground with their teeth.

A tall Shanyue man rushed to the front, he was the strongest warrior of his tribe.

He would never forget a group of well-armed slave catchers rushing into their tribe, their delicate stone spears as toys as powerless in the face of the demons.

Captured in slave camps, people die every day, and they live like cattle every day.

"Kill, kill all these yellow-skinned guys! We'll bring our families back!"

"For freedom!" (Sangoe)

A bloody battle, blood and stumps everywhere, the Shanyue people showed extraordinary ferocity, even if they died, they had to bite off a piece of meat on the yellow-skinned goblin.

They yearn for freedom, for being with their families.

"Up, what are you shit?" (goblins)

The old goblin yelled angrily and kicked over a goblin next to him who was trying to escape.

The situation is not good, and the war that was originally stalemate is gradually showing a one-sided trend.

Goblins are a cowardly race, and those who have courage have already died in battle, and the first thing that the remaining weak people think of is to escape.

That's what goblins do best.

As long as they run into the hole, there is nothing they can do with them.

The old goblin let out a shout and rushed into the crypt first.

In the past, they had avoided extinction in this way, relying on the reproductive power of the goblins, and as long as there was enough food, it would not be long before the tribe could thrive again.

Goblins are not very good at fighting, but their ability to escape is top-notch.

Soon, not a single living goblin was to be seen on the battlefield.

The Shanyue people chased after it for a while, and chose to give up after finding that they couldn't enter the dwarf cave.

A group of Shanyue people began to clean up the battlefield and cut off the left ear of the goblin who killed himself.

Five ears and freedom can be restored.

Knock, there was a sound of heavy footsteps.

Rod rode the black-scaled earth walking dragon to the battlefield, and several strong Shanyue people with weapons in their hands looked at Rhodes with weapons.

His eyes were full of fierceness.

Rod patted Dixinglong's neck, and the latter roared angrily, and several Shanyue people hurriedly lowered their heads and restrained their aggressive gaze.

Is the wild hard to tame?

Rod took in everything and sneered.

"Lay down your arms, worship our master, do you want to rebel!"

The old slave Ah Gan came panting from behind, shouting at a group of Shanyue slaves.

Only a few Shanyue people lost their weapons and prostrate on the ground.

"Don't you want to be free, don't you want to redeem your family?"

"You should all know what happens to the escaped slaves, do you want to go back and live like livestock?"

Ah Gan scolded loudly, he is also from Shanyue, and he has experienced much more than these kindred.

Now they are clothed and fed, which is a great gift to him.

Under Ah Gan's reprimand, a group of Shanyue people gradually put down their weapons and knelt on the ground, only a few thorns reluctantly dropped their weapons, and when they knelt, they also straightened their waists.

"Call the three of them over. Rod instructed Agan and pointed to the first three to kneel.

The three Shanyue people leaned over tremblingly, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

They didn't know where they had offended the young master, could it be because they didn't do their best when they killed the goblins?

Rod whispered instructions to Agan.

After hearing his master's signal, Ah Gan straightened his waist and walked loudly to the three Shanyue people and read it out.

"You will be rewarded with loyalty. ”

"Access to shelter, clothing, food, and women. ”

"Each of you can choose ten Shanyue people to be your servants, and if they dare to disobey, you can put them to death. ”

"All this is justified and undisobedient under the will of the great master, Lord Rod Dearhead. ”