Chapter 821: The Great Shaman of the Blood Mallet
As the original inhabitants of the Western Earth Continent, the specific years of the ogre's existence are no longer known, and when people discover this race, they have been multiplying for more than 100,000 years, from the endless sea in the south to the polar permafrost in the north, and their footprints are all over every corner of the continent.
Although they are indigenous, they also have their own civilization, which is not inferior and complete.
It is said that the ogre's body has a trace of the blood of the ancient giants, probably in order to survive in the cruel natural environment, in the long years of evolution, they have strong limbs, comparable to the strength of the monster, correspondingly, the development of the brain has been delayed a lot, so the IQ of the entire race has shown a downward trend, but in any race, there are always some cases.
Two-headed ogres are such beings, they may not be as powerful as ordinary ogre warriors, but their IQ is absolutely explosive, they are natural shamans, they have the ability to communicate with nature and the elements, and they are the records and inheritors of tribal civilization.
Seeing the ogre in front of him, Downton understood Johnson's situation, once the ogre was born with two heads, he was the natural chief of the tribe, I am afraid that the boulder was instigated by it to rebel against himself, otherwise with its barren IQ, how could he know what to take advantage of the opportunity to blackmail.
"Honorable Duke of the West, I am the Grand Shaman Goddock of the Bloodgavel Clan, you can call me Bloodmallet!"
The names of the tribesmen in the primitive tribes are very simple, such as chiefs and shamans, and they can be directly named by the tribe, in addition to representing the identity, but also because it is easy to remember.
"I'm Di Polo, this guy speaks the lingua franca of the mainland, right?
Jackson exclaimed, it was like seeing a primitive man in animal skins suddenly emerge with a pure Breton language with a London accent, which was simply eye-piercing.
"Ogres have a longer history than humans, and we are the true masters of the Western Earth Continent. Why do you think we're barbaric?"
The blood mallet asked Jackson rhetorically, it was clear and organized, how could it have a bit of the smell of the mountains and wilderness, if it wasn't for the ogre identity, it would be more like a scholar.
"I'm not interested in discussing history with you, so explain your intentions!" Downton is the Order of the Scepter. Gu Panjian, confident and elegant, "If it's cooperation, please come in and have a cup of tea, if it's blackmail, then don't open your mouth, my corps has never been afraid of war!"
The blood mallet shrugged his shoulders and stepped up the steps.
"Great Shaman!"
The ogre guards at the front were startled and stepped forward in unison. To persuade the blood mallet, what if the other party makes a sneak attack and no one protects him?
Although these natives are simple-minded, they are not stupid, and those barbarians from the Northland are not bad in combat effectiveness, and they are simple and simple, and they are willing to give their lives for Downton. What's more, the immortal abomination of those who have the reputation of the war machine is also surrounded, although there are not many of them. But the specimen exploded the ogre.
"It doesn't matter, even if the Duke of Downton wants to kill me, he will be honest and use this to deter you. ”
With a wave of his hand, Bloodhammer walked confidently past Downton and walked into the mayor's hall first.
"The hosts. What about the humans and orcs?"
Quasimodo looked at the soldiers who were watching from the vicinity with cold eyes, and his tone was full of murderous intent.
"Wait until I solve the indigenous problems, and then clean them up!"
Downton can't help it, the troops are too small, otherwise he would rather come to a big purge. A benevolent general can never become a god of war, and an iron fist is indispensable at all times.
"Celest, tea!"
Downton sat in the main seat uncompromisingly, which was also to show his position.
"It's really flattering to let Her Royal Highness a princess serve tea!"
The Bloodhammer bowed in and thanked Celes.
"You're welcome!"
Celes wasn't rude, but it always felt weird to see a big ogre being more polite than a gentleman.
"Explain your intentions!"
Downton was going to take a sip of the teacup first to prove that it was not poisonous, but he didn't expect the blood mallet to be clean and neat, so he drank it directly.
"Good tea!"
The blood mallet praised and opened his mouth to get straight to the point, "I'm indigenous, I don't know how to beat around the bush, in a word, we want to become half of the masters of the Western Realm!"
Celes is a princess, and although she is dissatisfied, she will not interject when the man is talking, but Jackson can't, and when he heard the words of the blood mallet, he jumped up directly.
"What are you kidding? If the master gives you half of the Western Realm, he will become the laughing stock of the entire Western Earth Continent and be nailed to the pillar of shame!"
It is already a great shame to cede the land and sue for peace, if the other party is still a low-status native, not only will Downton's reputation be ruined, but his descendants will also live in ridicule every day.
"I'd rather die in battle!"
Downton snorted coldly, this is not to be talked about at all.
"Lord Duke, please listen to what I have to say!"
The blood mallet signaled everyone to calm down.
"I understand what you mean, and besides, even if I give you the western border, the other three dukes will not allow a native to become a lord, with your wisdom, you should understand, so you have me as a lord in name, but secretly you have the actual control power!"
Downton had been taught by Homer for so long, and it would be foolish not to even see these things.
"Not bad. Bloodhammer said bluntly, "Don't be too busy refusing, Duke, or rather, you don't have the right to refuse at all. ”
"Just kidding!"
Jackson retorted.
"Under your command, the human corps has the most, but it is the least useful, they fight the most downwind battles, the barbarians are good, but the number is too small, so you can only rely on us in the end, the natives of the hills, everyone understands, this is a big battle to the death, we shed blood, gave our lives, how many families have lost their husbands and children, is this payment not enough for us to occupy a piece of land?"
Bloodhammer asked rhetorically.
"What do you want land for? There are a lot of them in the dragon hills, you can live as you like!"
Jackson didn't understand.
Bloodhammer rolled his eyes, too lazy to answer the idiot.
"I know that it is too hard to live in the hills, and that the natives are very bad in terms of food and clothing, and if they can establish themselves in the human realm, they can enjoy a better life. ”
Serex had seen the ogres who had just been recruited by Quasimodo come out of the hills and fight for a bag of salt. Several died.
Bloodhammer nodded.
"You want to reintegrate into the human realm, no, to be accepted into the dominant race, right?"
Downton stared at the eyes of the blood mallet and couldn't help but praise, "Admire!"
Bloodhammer was stunned, but he didn't expect Downton to guess his truest purpose. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to be open and honest.
"No race wants to be treated as indigenous, no matter where you go, you will be despised and disgusted, this is how we are in this life, but I don't want our descendants to still live in discrimination, we need respect, we need equality, we want all races to look down on us!"
"I, Debolo, aren't people who usually do this kind of thing great men?"
Jackson was dumbfounded. It is worthy of a two-headed ogre, and wisdom is extraordinary.
"Pioneers?"
Celes was stunned, and immediately recalled the history books she had read, Martin Luther King, Jr., St. Bear Gandhi, and Washington, weren't they all similar characters.
"If I'm not mistaken, when I recruited the natives, I had already carved out a town for you, and you could trade freely!"
As a lord. Downton didn't want a pioneer among the guys next to him, and there was a lot of blood and fire between the same race. As an alien race, it will definitely turn into war in the end, and throughout the history books, there are no exceptions.
"I thank you for the gesture you've done for us!" Bloodhammer saluted, "That's why I'm willing to talk to you openly and honestly. ”
The Bloodgavel was genuinely grateful, and Downton was the first human he had ever seen who did not discriminate against the Indigenous. Even if there is occasional killing, it is because of the greed and ferocity of the natives.
"It's useless to compliment me, there's no need to talk about it!"
Downton shook his head, ready to send off, no more natives. It seems that he can only borrow troops from the priest Andrea and Sissi, no matter how bad it is, he can also hire a mercenary group, he doesn't believe it, he has tens of billions of wealth in his hands, and he can't find an outlaw who is not afraid of death!
"Wait!"
Seeing that Downton was iron-hearted, the blood hammer was a little urgent, "You have to think clearly, once you are breached in the West, not to mention that you lose your duke position, even if you are not sent to the execution table to be hanged, it will be the end of exile." ”
"It doesn't matter, but until then, I'll make the enemy pay an unbearable price!"
Downton shrugged his shoulders, the information was not equal, if the blood hammer knew his hole cards, he would definitely not say this.
"Let's go!"
Jackson drops off.
"Wait, a third, well, a fifth of the West, right?" Seeing that Downton didn't reply, Bloodhammer gritted his teeth, "Okay, I just need to be close to all the towns on the hill line, this is not a high requirement, right?"
"It's not high, but I can't!"
Downton's clean refusal, giving his own handouts to the indigenous towns for free trade, and being taken away by them, are two very different concepts.
"Duke, you probably don't know the strength of our hill natives, 100,000, we can mobilize 100,000 natives to help you attack the royal capital and conquer the entire Frankfurt. ”
"You're not going to be satisfied as a Duke of the West, are you?"
"If you could recruit 100,000 soldiers, you would have called a long time ago, right?
Serex asked rhetorically.
"Not to mention how the contradictions between your tribes can be reconciled, with abundant supplies, they will indeed be recruited as they are now, but after that, what will I arm you with? Wearing animal skins, carrying stone mallets and wooden sticks, I will fight against those heavily armed human regular army? Hehe, are you stupid, or do I look like a fool?"
Downton sneered, "Who can't draw flatbread?"
The blood mallet was silent.
"To arm an ogre, it takes at least 30,000 gold coins, have you ever thought about it, a group of soldiers who are not loyal may flee back to the hills at any time, and when the time comes, I will lose my wife and break my soldiers, who will I cry to?"
Downton said, "I'm still young, I'd rather spend a few more years training soldiers with high welfare, at least they are westerners, and my interests are the same, they can enjoy the dividends of war, even if they fail, there is no way to escape." (To be continued......)