After clarifying the direction of the tribe's development, Sun Licheng also adjusted the tribe's organizational structure.

He divided all the affairs of the tribe into four and established four different departments, namely: the military department in charge of the military, the labor department in charge of labor, the household department in charge of the day-to-day organization of the tribe, and the ritual department in charge of rituals and exchanges with other tribes.

In ancient China, it was said that the major affairs of the country were in the worship of Rong, so Sun Licheng was directly responsible for these two departments. The Ministry of Industry is in charge of Mr. Skillful, and the little cabbage is in charge of the household department. Medusavina Jr. became the deputy minister of the Ministry of War, in charge of the troops' training, and the goblin Stone became the deputy minister of the Ministry of Rites, in charge of trading with other tribes.

So far, the daily management and operation mechanism of the flower tribe has been established. Tribal warriors practiced a semi-military administration, training in the morning and labor in the afternoon, mainly producing mercury and bronze.

Now, Qinglong has rushed to the Flower Planting Tribe with the Dance of Death Squad. Sun Licheng ordered them to keep a secret guard outside the tribe and to constantly bring cold-water fish and salt from the underground fortress.

The goblins of the tribe clean the cold-water fish, marinate it with condiments and salt, and then make it a delicious pickled fish, which is another staple product of the flower tribe.

Because of the application of advanced management methods on the earth, the quality of the products produced by the Flower Planting Tribe is very good, and once it was launched, it quickly opened up the market within the Moon Alliance. In particular, the pickled fish was warmly welcomed by the bitter goblins.

Although the Moon Alliance has several salt mines, the output is not large, and it has always been in short supply. The pickled fish of the flower family is not only delicious, but also rich in salt, for those primitive goblins who can only eat barbecued meat, occasionally eat boiled meat, and often do not eat any salt for several months, it is definitely a very value-for-money commodity.

Looking at the pickled fish that were constantly being pulled away by other tribes, Sun Licheng sighed in his heart: "It's still foodies that have strong spending power!"

The Flower Planter's goods were sold to other tribes, and a large number of goblin prisoner slaves were exchanged. Because he was afraid that other tribes would mix sand into the slaves, Sun Licheng only needed to fight the newly captured goblins this time, and he thought that the probability of these people being corrupted in a short period of time was very small. Of course, he didn't imagine that there was no spy in it, in addition to letting the new slaves live in the camp, he also sent mechanical puppets to listen to them at any time, and arrested them as soon as they were discovered.

For the sake of prudence, Sun Licheng did not recruit goblin warriors in the wild like other tribes for the time being, at least until a perfect internal control system was established, he was not prepared to attract ronins to join.

In this way, after more than half a month of bartering, there were nearly 100 people in the flower planting tribe. Manpower has been expanded, and the production efficiency of the flower-growing tribe has been significantly improved.

Seeing that the construction of the tribe was on the right track, Sun Licheng was ready to start exploring the mysterious area again after the army completed its training.

Just as Sun Licheng was vigorously accumulating strength, a half-elf wearing a hooded robe rode a huge wild boar and came to the Full Moon Canyon under the guidance of four goblins.

The half-elf looked at the stone fortress in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a hint of mockery. Some time ago, there was a big battle here, and the Northern Legion of the Goblin Kingdom lost thousands of people, which made many northerners in the Goblin Kingdom angry. But the half-elf knew that the upper echelons of the kingdom didn't care about this defeat at all, and even felt that there were fewer deaths.

As a high-ranking sacrifice to the god of conspiracy, the half-elves do not lack the ability to maliciously speculate on various things. He intuitively believed that the Goblin Royal's fundamental goal was to consume more goblins and goblins in the thousands of years of Northern Frontier Wars.

Listening to the four goblins' complaints about the inability to win the war, the half-elf's smile became even brighter, "What a simple group of people." He sighed in his heart.

On the walls of the fortress, the goblin sentries of the Full Moon Tribe had spotted the group and quickly sounded the bronze alarm bell on the city wall.

Soon, a large number of goblin warriors appeared on the city walls in full armor.

Seeing a large number of barbarians pointing at them with bows and arrows, the four goblins who were talking eloquently just now suddenly turned pale, and they looked at the half-elves with pleading eyes.

The half-elf maintained a lazy posture, as if he didn't see the fear in the goblin's eyes at all, and he pointed at one of the goblins at random and said, "You go and tell them that the god of conspiracy has arrived, and I want to meet their great leader." ”

The goblin who was pointed at had no choice, he gritted his teeth and slowly walked towards the city wall with a flag.

Before he could get closer, the goblins on the walls laughed and cursed, and then shot a rain of arrows at him.

When the already frightened goblin saw the other party shooting arrows, he immediately threw away the flag and ran back, shouting: "Can't get by, can't get over, he wants to kill us, run." ”

Seeing the goblin's cowardice behave, the half-elf shook his head helplessly, and he urged the sitting boar to walk to the city wall alone, and behind him, the goblin who had just escaped back and the other three companions shivered and hid together and looked at this side.

"Another one to die!"

The goblin warriors were amazed, on the one hand, they had never seen such a creature as a half-elf, and on the other hand, they didn't expect this guy to be so bold, didn't he see the scene of the goblin just now?

"Shoot the arrows!", as the commander gave the order, a rain of arrows flew into the sky.

As if they hadn't seen the bows and arrows, the half-elves rode slowly forward on the boar. Soon, a row of feathered arrows was pierced in front of him. The half-elf had already seen that the goblins on the city wall were completely intimidating themselves and had no intention of killing him.

Seeing that the intimidation had no effect, the goblin commander stopped his men from continuing to shoot arrows, and quietly watched the half-elf riders under the city walls.

"I am Sippus, a pious servant of His Majesty, the god of conspiracy, and I have come to meet your great chief by the oracle of Your Majesty. Please let me in. ”

The half-elf walked to the city gate, raised his head and shouted to the wall. His shouting was a standard oracle introducing himself, which immediately caused a commotion on the city walls.

Even if the goblins didn't know which Majesty was the god of conspiracy, they didn't dare to delay, and immediately sent someone back to report to the tribe.

About half an hour later, the gates of the Full Moon Canyon Fortress were opened, and under the fierce gaze of the goblin warriors, Sips rode slowly into the fortress on a wild boar.

Seeing the gates closed, the four goblin guides glanced at each other and ran back to report the news.

Three days later, Sips came to the Star-Moon Tribe.

The Grand Chieftain Adolf received him warmly.

After his men had served the fish to the oracle, Adolf asked, "Your Excellency Sibus, the envoy, I wonder why you have come to us, and what kind of oracle does your majesty have?"

Sebbs took a sip of water and said with a smile, "I'm here mainly to find someone. ”

"Oh, who are you looking for?", Adolf asked with a raised brow and a calm tone.

Spyps smiled and said to Adolf, "I don't know the exact name, but I do know that he is a goblin hero. Our Majesty asked me to come to him. ”