Why does Stone value "Gakison" so much?

A lot of time and manpower was spent on replanning and rearranging the base, and even preparing to move it out of the increasingly crowded province of "Karimdo".

It's because of the magic of teeth.

Shishi, who has not read too many books, does not know much economics and finance, and he knows a truth, money is earned, not saved.

What has been the most profitable since ancient times? In addition to war, it is nothing more than eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and adding another poison.

Speaking of which, he is a professional, and these are the foundations on which the ancient profession of gangsters survives and continues to be tenacious.

Man's desires are infinite and are best transformed into wealth.

It's the same with green skins.

As long as you grasp the psychology of the green skin, everything will fall into place.

In "Gakison", everything has to be done, drinking, eating, watching football, not to mention the new gadgets that have recently become popular, around the rugby game, lentils began to organize small-scale gambling......

By the way, there is also tobacco, once it is successfully cultivated on a large scale, it is conceivable that the entire "Broken Claw Tribe" will become a place of black smoke and miasma.

It's all a profiteering industry.

The only regret is that Greenskin doesn't have a little dingding, and he can't snap it, otherwise the stone will definitely contact Moria, and hire a group of bewitching and beautiful dark elf female workers to squeeze every tooth and drop of the kids......

But it doesn't matter, the greenskins don't have this need, other races do, and the stone's positioning of "Gakison" is very clear.

As long as you have desires, you can satisfy them here, and if not, then create desires.

At the moment, it seems that the effect is remarkable, and with the increase in the number of patterns in "Garkison", more and more teeth are returning to his hands every month.

Like last month, after deducting the recruitment fee, there are thousands of more goblin teeth in the warehouse, and there is a surplus of more than 30,000 before and after, although it is not much, but it can barely keep up with the development of the tribe.

But now, with the extra income of the "Blood Spear Tribe", in addition to not worrying about the next surge in population, you can also do something new......

For example, after having the capital, it is completely possible to officially open a casino, and it is a new business with a lot of money.

It's a pity that the teeth are only useful among the green skins, and in other places they are garbage, and they can't be exchanged for other currencies, so it's useless to make more, so it seems that you have to change your thinking in the future and think more about how to spend these teeth.

"Boss, there's one more thing to ...... now"

Urzago burst into a voice, interrupting Stone's thoughts.

"What's the matter?"

"These teeth, and all the other mess, how are we going to get them back."

It was really troublesome to move the contents of a whole dozen rooms at one time, and he couldn't find any means of transportation after searching the entire camp.

Stone frowned, threw the cigarette butt that burned out in his mouth to the ground, and stomped it out.

"There is no carriage, then we will divide the spoils on the spot, call the orc boys to come over, pick up the weapons and equipment, at most two pieces per person, and give the rest to the goblin boys, as for the teeth, find some cloth over, if it is not enough, take all the clothes of those goblin slaves, make them into a bag and wrap them, aren't there hundreds of wild boars, tie them up, and find someone to carry the rest!"

Urzago thought for no other way and nodded.

But the stone suddenly remembered something, and quickly added.

"This matter has to be done by the rat cubs, the goblin boys are not allowed to interfere, and those teeth pass through the hands of these Sun thieves, at least half of them!"

Stone is clear about the virtues of his own boys, and knows the truth that it is difficult to prevent thieves day and night, but fortunately he brought a lot of Skaven rats over this time, which is just right for these chores.

The Savage Orc Prophet smiled, patted his chest and said:

"I know, if any goblin kid dares to come over, I'll turn him into Squiggle! I'll be able to figure it out in the afternoon, and we'll be able to go back then, but in the end those people stay here? Who goes back? ”

"Don't stay! Burn them all! We don't want it here! ”

The answer given by the stone was somewhat unexpected.

He also thought about it for a long time yesterday before deciding to give up this stronghold.

Although this camp called "Blood River Valley" is systematically recognized as a third-level green-skinned walled city, which is also considered small-scale, it is really far away from the base camp of the "Broken Claw Tribe", and there are no particularly precious resources around, and the strategic location is not prominent enough, so there are no advantages that cannot be given up.

In addition, the terrain here is flat and open, there is no danger to defend, in order to prevent the attack of other green-skinned tribes, it is necessary to arrange a large number of troops to be stationed, but it disperses its own forces, it is better to simply burn it and rob it all, and shoot the ass and leave, anyway, the system said that destroying it can also obtain a "will to engage in Brother Mao", and you can choose a place to open a new stronghold.

Instead of coveting the chicken ribs in front of you, it is better to return to your own territory and start from scratch, and still grasp the initiative.

That's why the stone made this decision.

After a brief explanation, Urzago agreed with his boss and immediately began to prepare.

Those who are familiar with him know that don't see the great shaman usually crazy and awkwardly dancing when he doesn't agree with him, but he can definitely do what he says, and he says that if he can do it in the afternoon, then he can do it.

Before the fiery sunset spreads, an army of Greenskins and Skaven Rat is ready to set out on their way home.

Although the Greenskin Society does not have a family unit, there are so many things about their own tribe that attract these boys, especially after winning the battle, and everyone has impatience written on their faces.

Behind them, the green-skinned camp by the "River of Blood" had turned into a sea of fire, echoing the burning clouds in the sky, scorching each other.

The once one-sided "Blood Spear Tribe" has been completely erased from the map, and has become the latest stepping stone on the road to the top.

At the front of the line is the chariot towed by Squiger's meat grinder, Smallfist, flanked on the left and right by the equally large Araknari spider "Atrak" and the Aloni pig "Raging Ripper".

The burly black orc stood on the chariot, his crimson eyes sweeping over the much larger army in front of him, revealing a satisfied expression.

After a fierce battle, dozens of orc boys grew bigger and stronger, just enough to make up for the losses of the "Broken Tooth Guard", and the most elite force was restored to the size of 400 men.

In addition, the battle resulted in the loss of four hundred orcs and the same number of goblin riders, in exchange for five times as many captives.

More than 3,000 goblins and more than 1,000 orcs, most of whom have regained their freedom, but just in case, all of them are dressed in the rudimentary clothes, have no weapons in their hands, and are under the watchful eye of goblin archers.

After witnessing the death of the chief and the great shaman, they had no reason to continue to resist, and like the greenskins of other tribes, they threw themselves into a new embrace without much difficulty.

For Greenskin, what honor, face, and hatred are all bullshit, goblins only care about their own lives, orcs only care about who is more powerful, and it is a normal thing to join a stronger tribe and become a stronger boss's subordinate.

Of course, there are a few stubborn people who, for various reasons, don't surrender right away, these greenskins are tied with rope in their hands, and the other end is tied to the mount of some goblin marauder or forest spider rider, and what awaits them is a freeless slave and a dark mine.

In addition to orcs and goblins, there are also countless fart boys mixed in the team, in fact, the stone did not ask people to take the initiative to catch them, on the contrary, these little guys all came up by themselves, because they knew that after the original tribe was destroyed, there was only one fate for staying in place, that is, to become food for beasts, it was better to follow a more powerful new master.

Stones do not exclude them, even these little cabbage heads, in the "Broken Claw Tribe" can shine, burn themselves, and illuminate others.

Standing at the back of the line were the Skaven men, whose task was far more important than when they came, to summon the hundreds of tusked boars that were carrying heavy loads, and the latter carried all the spoils of the raid on their backs.

Klosinti was pleased with the new mission, which he saw as the trust of the Stone Boss in himself and the nezumi, and he had secretly sworn that he would take care of these irascible boars even if he risked everything.

It's not an easy errand, and as you can imagine, they're sure to be hard along the way.

Glancing around his ranks, Stone pulled out a fanged machete from his back and held it high above his head, waiting for an order to give the army to its journey.

But at this moment, the "Green Prophet" Urzago on the side suddenly widened his sleepy eyes, pointed to the north and said:

"Chief, there is a small group of cavalry rushing over, very fast, as if it were ...... Gitira! ”

Hearing this, Stone immediately turned around, and sure enough, he saw a group of goblin wolf riders approaching at high speed, led by a goblin with a giant longbow on his back.

"Hunter" Gitira, and the howlers under the moon behind him, how did they get here!

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