Chapter Ninety-Three: Intentions

Link covered his hand with some annoyance as Niata bit of a tooth mark had been bitten by him.

After killing the gnoll chieftain, some grieving gnolls tried to fight with Link, but were killed by the archers on the wall and the riders in front of the trench, and the gnolls who were worried about being enslaved took the opportunity to try to escape, and the orcs who had been keeping their heads down in the trench and pretending to be ostriches also tried to use the last chance to escape, which caused some chaos.

After finally dealing with the gnolls captives, Link ordered the guards to sacrifice to the ancestral spirits about thirty elite gnolls who had already been choked by the ancestral spirits, and the newly captured slaves dug a large pit in the glade, and the thirty or so gnoll elites who were tied up were dragged to the edge of the pit one by one to bleed.

The ancestral spirit was restored to the state of the statue and was placed in the innermost part of the pit, Link chanted the incantation on the side, a strange suction came from the pit, and before the bleeding gnolls died, the dying gnolls would tremble violently, and a visible phantom was absorbed into the pit from the gnoll's body, and the originally restless captives trembled and lowered their heads, not daring to look more.

"Is this the soul?spirit sacrifice and blood sacrifice?" Link watched with interest as the soul of the jackal was absorbed by the ancestral spirit in the pit, and a little strangely saw that the blood in the pit was slowly decreasing over time, Link felt a kind of excitement and satisfaction from the ancestral spirit, Link recently found that his connection with the ancestral spirit was getting closer and closer, and he could vaguely sense some simple emotions of the ancestral spirit.

In the end, the elite of the gnolls were all sacrificed, and the blood in the pit was completely sucked dry by the ancestral spirits, Link jumped into the pit, picked up some crimson ancestral spirit statues, and did not wait to continue to arrange the captives, finally remembered that Niata was thrown on the tree by himself, and let Balusa take charge of the overall situation, because hope had exhausted the flying skills, Link rode Misha's spider-eating beast and took the apprentice priest of Netherworld City to pick up Niata.

Nyata, who had been waiting on the branch for a long time, was frozen and snot, Nyata returned to the ground through the spider-eater, and as soon as her feet touched the ground, she cried and laughed at Link, and even grabbed Link's hand and bit a big and deep tooth mark on Link's hand, Link was quite annoyed by Niata's behavior, but thinking that she had been hanging from the tree for a long time, and looked at her obviously bent arms, he still decided not to blame her.

Link performed the Slander Healing Technique on Niata's arm, and the originally bent arm immediately improved a lot, and with another Slander Healing Technique, the originally broken arm immediately returned to normal, and Niata let Link treat herself, sobbing quietly.

"You're such a fool. Misha, who was silently watching from the sidelines, said to Link a little strangely.

Link glared at Misha angrily, so that Misha returned to the previous sullen state, Misha had a great relationship with the high-level mage of the Yin Soul who first raised Link, and was the junior of the mage, but the mage was caught up in the infighting between the Yin Princes, and the false information sent to Revaran a while ago tricked Revaran into a Jedi, and with the help of Link, Revaran escaped and ascended to heaven, and the high-level mage had to escape, and many people around him were implicated, Misha was supposed to be transferred back to the Netherworld City, Link interceded with Revaran, so that Misha could stay in the rock。

Softly soothing Misha, who was a little depressed, Link looked at him and was still sobbing quietly, Link grabbed Niata's shoulders a little awkwardly, and said softly, "Okay, don't cry, it's all over." ”

Niata looked at Link with a flickering gaze and was about to speak, when Link grabbed Misha's shoulders again: "You too, it's all over, don't be unhappy." Misha looked at Link with a smile on her face, Niata stiffened and opened Link's arm in hatred, and Misha opened Link's arm in the same way when she saw this.

"What's going on?" Link asked, puzzled.

"Not much, let's go back. Njata replied with a blank face.

Link was stunned and followed the two back to the camp, Balusa had already organized manpower to extinguish the fire of the charcoal kiln, but the charcoal kiln was obviously unusable, Link returned to the camp, he felt a headache, the preliminary statistics have come out, the camp has killed hundreds of people in this chaos, there are not only slave overseers who did not have time to escape, but also the guards who were killed by slaves, and more defenders who were killed by jackals and wolves on the wall, the manpower of this camp has directly lost more than one-tenth, not counting the loss of various weapons and materials。

The returning Link went directly to the slave camp and checked it, this time there were nearly two hundred jackals and orc slaves captured, and the original slaves lost dozens of people because of the riot, and the two together also had more than four hundred slaves, and there were still many old and weak people in the jackal camp, and there was no shortage of slaves for mining this time.

After this battle, Link's most coveted iron ore was successfully captured, and Link's next step was to mine and make steel, but now there is an imminent problem, the material reserves in the commune have reached a very dangerous point, and Link has to think about the development of the commune next.

With the orcs going south, the original smuggling system collapsed, and now Cormier's Purple Dragon Legion has returned to the original fortress that was breached-Dangerous Rock Fort, guarding the road from the rocks to the south to Cormier, the new smuggling system has not yet been established, and many non-human tribes and human stockades in the rocks have to compete with each other for scarce survival materials, hoping that the smuggling system will be re-established as soon as possible.

Taking Niata to the wall, Link secretly calculated that the fact that the shortage of survival materials plagued the commune, not only threatened the survival of the commune members, but also because the commune's division of labor system actually replaced the monetary system in the commune, and now the commune was very scarce in terms of food and salt, as well as iron pots, clothes, kitchen knives, shoes and socks, needles and threads.

If the work could not be exchanged for the materials necessary for the life of the members, then the commune's system of labor division was on the verge of collapse, because there was now a situation where the members of the commune had bartered privately or traded in money, since there was no formal order to abolish the currency, and Link did not intervene in this behavior, the scarcity of materials in the commune had affected the credibility of the commune.

"The natural conditions of the rock are inherently insufficient, and even if large-scale production is carried out, it cannot solve the supply of all materials. Link looked at the members who were cleaning the wall, and said casually to the stunned Niata.

"And what now?" asked Niata, who knew the current state of the commune.

"The short-term solution is to use those orc mercenaries to grab the supplies of other stockades, and in the long run, we have to start the smuggling business again, and the Purple Dragon Legion of Weiyan Fort must also want to do business, but the situation in the rocks is too chaotic, they can't find anyone to cooperate with, and now the steel regent is probably unable to even support the supply of the fortress, right?

"Let the orc mercenaries contact the orc tribe in the rock land first, and then win a few more battles, set up a name, and let out the wind that they will carry out the next orc tide, set up with the garrison of Dangerous Rock Fort, scare and scare them, and start business. ”

"Is it just intimidation?" asked Niata.

Shaking his head, Link said, "Yes now, but in the future, we will definitely have to go south, whether it is to cooperate with the battle of Revaran or the development of the Commune, we have to go south, after all, there are too few humans in the rocklands." ”

"Actually, we're like orcs in the eyes of the Cormiers, aren't we?" said Niata in a very subtle tone. In the distance, a group of mountain people are shouting trumpets to clean up the burned charcoal kiln.

Link was stunned, listening to the loud labor trumpet, and thought about it, the mountain people of the rocky land and the barbarians of the desert, plus a group of orcs and goblin mercenaries from the Ghost City, are really a gang.

"If only we knew what we were like. Link said lightly.