Fireballs roared into the goblin village, and the treehouses were set on fire one by one, turning the village into a sea of fire. The goblins croaked and were all forced out, the trees burned, and the walls of smoke were thick. The Goblin organized several breakouts, only to be forced back by a rain of arrows.

The arrows were like flying locusts, constantly shooting into the trees, nailing to the trees, sticking into the ground, and many goblins were shot into hedgehogs, and the goblins' blood stained the green-red bushes.

Seeing that the mercenaries were almost finished, the warriors were divided into two groups and outflanked from the left and right, and more than 400 goblins were surrounded by 300 elite mercenaries, completely cutting off the possibility of escape.

Goblins are weaker than imagined, because most of the elites died in the hands of Zhang Mu in front, and the goblins in the village are generally only level 15 or 16, and most of the elite mercenaries have reached level 18, occupying a great advantage in equipment and skills, and there is no suspense in the outcome of the battle.

"Quack! Wail! ”

The goblins, led by an elite warrior, once again broke out.

The mourning dog swept out a fierce leg wind, and the leading goblin warrior was knocked out on the spot, crashing through a large tree surrounded by several people on the opposite side, and was almost smashed into meat sauce, and he definitely couldn't survive.

"Storm of arrows!"

Yang Yi pulled out his longbow and shot an arrow into the sky, and about a second later, hundreds of energy arrows rained down, and the goblin was directly defeated by the rainstorm-like falling arrows and spells, completely losing the ability to resist. Many goblins threw away their weapons and crumbled in a ball, "Woohoo! "Woohoo!" Shouting incessantly, as if accepting the fate of the slaughter.

Leng Yun opened the spell combo, and a range magic [Frost Fall] was about to be thrown, and suddenly saw a goblin child in front of him, who was only 50 cm tall, was shot through the throat by a mercenary arrow, fell to the ground and convulsed, holding the neck wound with one hand, and the other hand stretched out far away to Leng Yun, casting a gaze full of pain and pleading.

"Woohoo!"

"Woohoo!"

The little goblin's wails and gaze before dying made Leng Yun couldn't help but feel compassion, and she couldn't help it.

Just a child!

Gobs are an intelligent race with rich feelings, and they are the enemy's position, either you die or I live, Leng Yun will not hesitate to make a move. A considerable part of the goblins are elderly and young children who have no combat effectiveness, and now they are shooting pure slaughter!

"Stop! Don't fight, don't fight! Leng Yun considered whether to stop the mercenary massacre, Du Rongrong shouted anxiously, pulled Zhang Mu and shouted, "Goblins throw away their weapons, they have already surrendered!" Tell everyone to stop! They are so weak, and there are so many children, let's not kill them all! ”

Although Du Rongrong is young, she is one of the core members of the Huangquan Mercenary Group, and she is also a genuine elder. The vast majority of the mercenaries who are now participating in the war are Huangquan mercenaries, when they heard Du Rongrong's shouting, many people stopped attacking, and others also stopped attacking when they saw Huangquan's people stopping.

There are less than 400 goblins left.

Most were wounded.

Everyone turned their attention to Zhang Mu, hundreds of goblins were either alive or dead, just in Zhang Mu's thoughts.

"Rong Rong, I know you have a kind heart!" Zhang Mu sighed and said helplessly: "This is a land where the weak eat the strong, those who are not of our clan will have different hearts, and we must not be soft-hearted when we fight against other races." The current situation is that the enemy is weak and I am strong, if it is reversed, I think the goblins will not hesitate to kill all the humans, and they must not care about the old people and children! This is a death match, but also a war! ”

"But the goblins have surrendered, they are so weak that they can't pose a threat to humanity, maybe they will be useful. You'll listen to me once, just once......"

Zhang Mu secretly observed the others.

Leng Yun didn't speak, but it could be seen in her expression that she must be supporting Du Rongrong. She didn't want the mercenaries to slaughter the goblins, after all, there were a lot of old people and children, they were not warriors, and they didn't deserve war and death.

Liu Shisha is similar to Sun Lin.

Ye Qianqiu and Cheng Bo didn't make a move, it wasn't that Ye Qianqiu was kind-hearted, it was just that this warrior with a proud personality disdained to kill a group of weak creatures who had lost their fighting spirit.

Zhang Mu's gaze fell back to less than 400 goblins, who were still trembling and had no combat power, and sighed in his heart, anyway, if they can't pose a threat for the time being, then don't kill them first. He took out the halfling necklace from his backpack and put it on, and the language effect made him understand the goblin language.

One of the goblins screams "woo", which means "spare your life" and "surrender" in goblin language, and the goblin is begging for mercy from humans.

Zhang Mu said in goblin language, "You attacked the Terran team, so you must be punished!" ”

Zhang Mu opened his mouth with a whining sound, and the mercenaries were stunned, and it took a while to react, speaking in the language of the goblin!

When the goblins saw that someone from the Terrans could stand up and communicate, they all showed joy, as if they saw the hope of survival, and an older goblin stood up. The goblin has a lifespan of about 50 years, and this goblin is 49 years old if not 50, wearing a linen robe, wrinkled, and carrying a wooden staff, and his image is somewhat similar to Master Yoda in the movie "Star Wars".

This old goblin, who had half a foot in the coffin, had a transcendent status in the village, and perhaps a role such as the village chief, said in an ugly voice: "My lord, I am the elder of the village chief, for the recklessness and rudeness of the goblins, the warriors who offend the powerful Terran warriors should be executed immediately, please let the child live!" ”

Zhang Mu didn't show any heartfelt expression, and said coldly: "You can survive, but you have to pay the price." ”

The battle left the Goblin Warriors dead and wounded. Humans, as the victors, are afraid that they will take away all the resources of the village. Even if the humans don't kill all the goblins, it will be difficult for the village to gain a foothold.

The Goblin Elder looked at the surrounding goblin corpses, touched the cane in his hand, and said without hesitation, "The goblin is willing to surrender!" ”

"Surrender?" Zhang Mu just wanted goblin food and resources, but he didn't expect the goblin to choose to surrender, "What's the use of me asking for a group of weak goblins, you don't look very tasty!" ”

The goblins trembled with fear.

The goblin's face was also sideways, and he hurriedly said: "Goblin meat can't be eaten, goblins know how to plant and gather, and they can get edible food for adults!" ”

"Planting and gathering?"

"Yes, just as dwarves are born with mastery of forgery, goblins are born with gathering. Goblins know a thing or two about magic farming, as long as humans don't kill us and provide protection for weak goblins, goblins are willing to become human slaves and serve humans! ”

The words of the goblin elder made Zhang Mu very moved, because of his past experience, Zhang Mu always thought that the alien race had to be killed, and he never thought of subduing the alien race.

If you can subdue some weak alien races and tie them to your chariot, wouldn't the strength of the human race be improved?

There are six or seven races in the Dawn area, but only the Terran, the Dog Race, and the Goblin Race, and the three races have liliang that is not inferior to humans, or even surpasses the human race. Other races such as goblins, cat people, scavengers, etc., are weak.

These races lack cohesion, and at most they live in the wilderness in the form of villages, and they run out to sneak up on other races, grab a little money or supplies, and generally do not participate in ethnic battles.

Zhang Mushang had a concern: "We killed hundreds of goblins, why do you believe that you will be loyal?" ”

The goblin elder was very shrewd, and he sensed the change in human thoughts from Zhang Mu's tone, and immediately put down his crutches and knelt down, and the other goblins were very tacit, and they all knelt on the ground.

"More than two hundred years ago, a group of goblins took refuge in the Bloodlight Plains, and gradually dispersed to various parts of the plains, forming small villages and struggling on the edge of survival. We are facing perdition all the time, and death has long been a commonplace for us. No one dares to hold a grudge against humans, because for goblins, survival always comes first. ”

"It's too undignified for a goblin to live like this."

"Only the strong have dignity, and the weak only want to survive!" The Goblin Elder leaned down and kissed the dirt in front of his boots, "We just want to live!" ”

Zhang Mu looked at the other goblins.

Most of them, men, women, and children, were injured, kneeling on the ground and shivering, desperately kissing the earth. From their eyes, there was not the slightest trace of hatred. Those who died seemed to be as they should be.

There are less than 700 goblins in the entire area, and a lot of them have been killed near the secret realm, and hundreds of mercenaries have been killed when they attack the village. Nearly half of an entire village was killed by humans. In this case, the goblin did not have the slightest resentment, but was eager to seek his life by surrendering, which is inconceivable in the eyes of humans.

Perhaps, living in the civilized shijie for thousands of years, suddenly entering a cruel shijie that truly respects liliang and purely follows the law of the jungle, thoughts and concepts cannot be changed for a while.

Goblins are torn between survival and dignity, and do not hesitate to abandon the latter. Such a small and weak race can survive thousands of years without extinction, perhaps this is the reason.

Only the strong have dignity!

The weak just want to survive!

The words casually spoken by the Goblin Elder may be a true portrayal of the weak race, if human beings are enslaved and oppressed by a stronger race or existence for thousands of years, the resistance and rebellion in their bones may also be exhausted, and they feel that everything is taken for granted, and it may not be much better than the goblins. After all, survival is the most primitive instinct of living beings.

Zhang Mu waved at everyone, and the mercenaries put away all their weapons, "I can accept your submission temporarily, from today onwards, you are the private property of mankind, human beings give you protection, and you serve human beings!" Goblins dare to do anything with bad intentions, and I will make you regret coming to earth. ”

The Goblin Elder was overjoyed and kept kissing the ground in gratitude.

Zhang Mu found goblin resource reserves in several tree holes, the goblin elder did not lie, the goblin has a talent for gathering, and there are a large number of magic ores, magic herbs, leathers, and ingredients hidden in the tree holes. Zhang Mu unceremoniously took most of it, leaving only a little for the goblins to survive and consume.

"What do you do collecting ore?" Zhang Mu felt a little strange: "Could it be that goblins can be forged?" ”

The goblin shook his head and said, "Goblins don't know how to forge magic, and collecting ore can be exchanged for gold coins to buy other living resources." ”

Zhang Muyi asked in surprise: "There is a place similar to a bazaar in the Blood Light Plain, the kind of place that provides trading?" ”

The goblin did not deny it: "Yes, we call this kind of place the black market, and it is an underground trading place that is secretly opened by the outer races or merchant alliances, shili, infiltrating the Dawning Region. There is a lot of risk in going to the black market, because you often encounter other races in the black market, and if you don't have the ability to protect yourself, but you are too eye-catching, you will definitely be killed! So goblins don't dare to sell high-grade ores and materials! ”

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