"Click, click, click......" Lin Cheng walked unhurriedly, and under his feet, there were small green "splashes" that splashed up.

"But, damn! You weird...... Monster! A fearful goblin warrior sat down in a green puddle, backing back.

Next to Lin Cheng, there was a huge ankle, and looking up, it was a giant that was almost the top of the sky, and the muscles all over his body and the purple qi that was constantly emitting outward made people feel an inexplicable chill. Behind Lin Cheng, there were rows of fat giants, and his humble expression couldn't see any threat at all, like an enlarged version of the little chubby dun. At the feet of the giants are the few yellow-haired barbarians and pink-haired archer sisters.

The flames, burning behind them, the houses, crumbling behind them, the sky-high flames were but the background of their victory, and the miserable cries were only a piece of music for their victory......

"Stop fighting, stop fighting! We...... We are willing to surrender! We swear that we will henceforth be loyal only to you! We would like to take your lead in the future! A goblin dressed in a fur and armed with a spear fell to one knee and bowed his head.

"What?! You bastard! The goblin warrior was furious, and he got up and shoved the goblin pitcher to the ground, punching him hard, but the goblin pitcher pinched his wrist with precision. Where the hell do you want to take the glory of the Goblin Clan, you bastard?! Do you deserve the glory of a goblin?! Are you worthy of the brother who charged at the front and died fighting for his homeland, huh?! The Goblin Warrior roared through gritted teeth.

"You are, sober me up!" The goblin pitcher shook off the warrior's fist and slapped it down, the warrior's helmet buzzing. "Haven't you seen the situation clearly!? The patriarch has run away, and the chief is dead! The arrow tower is destroyed, and the giant crossbow is gone! And how many of our brothers are left?! The goblin pitcher grabbed the warrior's collar and roared in a hideous rage, but his voice was full of unconcealable cries. Already...... I've already lost! Surrender, we still have wives and daughters at home, and ......"

"Get out!" The Goblin Warrior kicked the pitcher away, pulled out the short blade from his waist with a "swish", bit his lip desperately with red eyes, and aimed his hands at Lin Cheng tremblingly.

"Brother and goblin clan, there have always been only warriors who died in battle, and there were no cowards who surrendered! Goblin Glory, Supreme!! The Goblin Warrior roared wildly and launched a suicidal charge at the Cymbal.

"Whoosh!" Lin Cheng's ears were cold, and an arrow quickly grazed past his ear, piercing the throat of the goblin warrior.

"Goo......" The goblin warrior spat out blood, still clenched his fists and trembling forward, one step, two steps, three ...... fell to the ground with a "snap", his gaze did not even look at the blue sky.

Lin Cheng just looked indifferently with his hands on his chest, although he wanted to cry, vomit, and scream, but he recalled the last figure of Mannie falling in his arms, recalled her gentle voice, and recalled the battle form she shouldn't have...... Everything can only be swallowed hard.

"I won't let this happen again, bad guys or demons, you are the only one in this world, even if you are in the abyss...... So what! Lin Cheng's fists clenched hard.

Plunder, Development, War, Evolution...... Other than that, I had no choice!

"Great, sir?" The goblin pitcher came over with a flattering expression, and after finding that the terrifying archers behind Lin Cheng did not attack, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on his face became even harder.

"Work for me?" Lin Cheng twisted his neck, "But, what's the use of me wanting your remnants to be defeated?" Wasting my food? ”

"This," the smile on the goblin pitcher's face was a little embarrassed, but he was not an ignorant person, so he naturally understood the meaning of Lin Zheng's words, "The last general is not talented, he used to be in the imperial guard, he knows a little bit about some information, and he is willing to pay tribute to all the treasures of the patriarch and the chief, along with two gold veins that have not been mined for a long time, this ...... What do you think? The goblin pitcher's face was filled with a smirk.

Lin Cheng didn't look at the goblin pitcher, just squinted and was silent, when the goblin pitcher secretly clenched his fists, Lin Cheng slowly spoke, "The one who knows the times is Junjie, let me see the treasure first, if there is a value that makes my heart flutter, it doesn't hurt to think about it." ”

"No problem, no problem, hehe, wrap it up on me, you must be satisfied!" The goblin pitcher nodded again and again and smiled, "Your Excellency, please wait a while, the small one will move, and the ......."

Lin Cheng waved his hand, and the giants who were demolishing the houses in the back stopped their attacks and walked over slowly. The goblin pitcher nodded again, and then turned away. Lin Cheng held his chin with his hand, thinking about how to deal with this tribe that was attacked, it was indeed easy to kill and bury it, but it was still not a short distance from the location of the tribe, and the territory could not be covered here, and if it was completely destroyed, it would be just a ruin, and he had to find a way to maximize the benefits.

Looks like...... You can only learn the ancient system of sub-feudalism, let them manage it themselves, and pay tribute on time, although in the knowledge that Lin Cheng has learned, the ending of the sub-feud is basically overturned, but Lin Cheng does not have the idea of immortality for thousands of generations, how to come conveniently, you can get certain resources, and you don't have to bother to manage, why not? If the skin is itchy, just beat it again.

It didn't take long for the Goblin Pitcher and a dozen sturdy goblins to carry several huge boxes over. The corners of Lin Cheng's eyes twitched, it was bad, it was unboxing...... I forgot to wash my face today!

"My lord, there are gold coins, equipment, and some rare Warcraft crystal nuclei and so on, please take a look at them one by one." The goblin pitcher said respectfully.

"Well, by the way, have you ever heard of the Soul Crystal?" Lin Cheng suddenly remembered the materials needed to evolve the troops, and just asked him to inquire, maybe he happened to be a little eyebrows.

"My lord, you can ask the right person, I heard the patriarch say before, the soul spar is those pigs, phew, is the unique processing product of those human races, it is said that it can directly increase the strength of the soul or directly improve the purity of magic power, extremely rare, the price is also very high, but I don't know the specific situation, and I can only trouble your lord to inquire in person."

Lin Cheng nodded. I chose the three transformation elves next to me and said to the goblin pitcher, "You can hand over the two gold mines with the three of them, in addition, you are now the leader of this tribe, just pay a tribute of 10,000 gold coins worth of materials every month, and I don't want to care too much about the rest, I believe you understand." ”

"One, ten thousand!" The goblin pitcher gritted his teeth, nodded his head sharply, knelt down on one knee and said, "Subordinates understand!" I am willing to go to the soup for adults, and I will not hesitate! ”

After the white light, the tall giants suddenly disappeared from view, as if they had never existed, but the burning flames and the crumbling houses proved that this was indeed not a dream. The goblin pitcher's head hangs lower.

Terrans......

Lin Cheng recalled the interesting old man, and couldn't help but feel a little warm in his heart.

Perhaps only when you have lost will you understand the value of cherishing better, right?

Old man, I'm looking for you for "stones" again, hehe......