In the prisoner of war camp near the Star-Moon Tribe, Chabu lay bored on the ground, looking up at the sky.

For more than ten days, he and thousands of prisoners of war were thrown here, and no one bothered.

"If you want to kill us, it's better to do it sooner, I'm tired of it anyway. ”

At this moment, a sharp pain came from his right leg, causing Chabu's body to shake violently, and when the pain passed, Chabu thought fiercely.

His right leg was injured in the shelling some time ago, and it has begun to suppurate, and it is estimated that it cannot be saved, here, there is no medicine and medicine, if you are sick, it all depends on the witch or magic. But the cost of those two treatments, Chabu couldn't even think about it.

Holding back the pain, Chabu picked up the stick he used as a crutch from the ground and staggered towards his shed.

Before he reached the middle of the camp, Chabu sensed something unusual in the camp, with a large number of deer cavalry and mechanical golems surrounding the camp.

"Are they going to kill someone?"

Chabu thought in horror. Even if he wanted to die because of the pain just now, he was still scared when he really had to face death.

"Go, gather all the prisoners of war. ”

Clark gave orders to the leader of the goblin guards, who quickly assigned the task, and in a few moments the prisoner of war camp was in an uproar.

To deal with the mortal enemy, the goblins will not have any gentle means, and the fists and feet and leather whips will go down, causing the prisoner of war camp to scream.

Clark listened, his brow furrowed. He knew and supported Sun Licheng's idea, but the feud between the goblins and the goblins was so deep that it was not easy to get it.

It took about twenty minutes for all the prisoners of war to arrive.

Chabu was on crutches and looked up at the earthen platform, and Clark walked briskly up.

Chab was familiar with the minotaur, and in the final pursuit, Clark killed several ogres, and was called the God of Death behind the prisoners of war.

Clarke's brow furrowed even more as he looked at the POWs lying down below.

"You invaded the Flower Planting Kingdom a while ago, causing us huge losses, and the crime is not punishable!"

Clark's first words made the POWs noisy.

However, Clark didn't pay attention to them, anyway, his voice was loud, and he continued: "Your Majesty King Sun Licheng is merciful, not only did not kill you, but also gave you food, you should be grateful. Now, our kingdom is preparing to recruit troops from among you, and those who want to be soldiers should stand over there. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to a small wooden shed on the right, where there were already two mechanical golems, and a table, which was supposed to be the registry office.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, the barbarians recruited troops from them, and the purpose was obvious, that is, to deal with the Goblin Kingdom.

This is going to war with one's own country, and everyone hesitates when they think of this.

"I'm hurt, can I go?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the POW, and Clark looked over and saw that it was a goblin on crutches.

Chabu was frightened, and his mother's parting words lingered in his mind, and the barbarians recruited from them, that is, if they became soldiers, they themselves would not die. As for becoming cannon fodder in the future, let's talk about it later.

With this in mind, Chabu was the first to raise his hand, and around him, there was a look of contempt.

While Clark was recruiting in the POW camp, Sun Licheng was discussing the status of goblin prisoners of war with Adair and a large group of goblin leaders.

"No, goblin prisoners can only become slaves, even if they become soldiers, they can only become slave soldiers. ”

A goblin elder slapped the table and shouted.

Goblins and goblins have been fighting for thousands of years, although the goblins have opened their borders because of the will of the Silver Moon Goddess, but they still have a deep hatred for goblins in their bones, and this evil act of the Northern Legion has rekindled the anger of the goblins.

Sun Licheng looked at the excited goblins, and couldn't help but rub his brows, it's not easy to do.

However, even if the goblins didn't understand, Sun Licheng had to convince them, after all, the nearly 100,000 army of the Goblin Kingdom was no joke.

The elves and other goblins calmed down a bit, Sun Licheng signaled to Mr. Skillful, and a light shot out of the latter's light eyes, and then a light curtain appeared in front of everyone.

"Why do we accept goblins? It's because we're at an absolute disadvantage!"

Sun Licheng tapped the table a few times with a branch and shouted, and then, a huge map appeared in the light curtain, which was a map of the Goblin Kingdom and the Flower Kingdom made by Sun Licheng using his information in the Goblin Kingdom and the map of the Goblin Empire.

With the map, especially the huge gap in the area between the Goblin Kingdom and the Flower Kingdom, all the goblins were silent.

"According to Mr. Skillful's calculations, the Goblin Kingdom is ten times the size of the Flower Planter. They have a better climate, a larger population, according to the official data of the Goblin Kingdom, they have a population of 1.5 million! and we have a population of less than 60,000 now, and in their heyday, it was less than 90,000. ”

Sun Licheng looked at the goblin leaders who didn't speak, and said loudly.

"Then let's stay in the kingdom of flowers. It's been thousands of years, hasn't it always been like this?"

At this moment, a voice sounded, and Sun Licheng raised his eyes to see that it was the elder of the Xingyue Tribe.

"When you have time, you must clean the slag. ”

Sun Licheng made a note of this guy in his heart, and continued: "It turns out that the goblins don't fight because the Silver Moon and the Spring Water Goddess control both the goblins and the goblins, so that you can consume each other. Now that the goddess has fallen, there is no checks and balances, the Northern Legion has been defeated, and if the Goblin army comes again, the number may reach 100,000! ”

With a bang, there was chaos in the venue, an army of 100,000, and the goblins couldn't imagine how many people there must be.

"So, we have to go out and fight for more power with the righteousness of the Goblin Empire in order to defeat the Goblin Kingdom. ”

Seeing that the goblins were no longer insisting, Sun Licheng threw out his thoughts.

Sure enough, this time the goblin had no objections, and even the elder of the Xingyue tribe, who had always had opinions, stopped talking.

Sun Licheng saw that it was almost over, and was about to continue talking, when suddenly he saw Grant as if he was about to speak.

"What? Grant, do you have any questions?"

Sun Licheng asked loudly.

Grant didn't plan to speak, but when he saw Sun Licheng asking, he thought about it, stood up and asked, "King, we are so much worse than the Goblin Kingdom, and those goblin prisoners of war may not die for us even if they surrender." ”

The goblins nodded their heads.

Although the prisoners of war could swear allegiance in the name of the God of Oaths, if they did not contribute, Sun Licheng would not recruit them.

After Sun Licheng heard it, he also nodded. However, he then said, "Hehe, this situation will definitely happen." ”

The goblins roared the fryer again.

The goblins calmed down, and Sun Licheng said slowly: "However, I have a way to make them return to their hearts. ”

After saying that, he didn't forget to wink at the goblins.

At this moment, the big tent was completely silent, and everyone looked at him dumbfounded.