The kobold Mogo pushed open the door of the old one-eyed bar and walked in, saying that it was a bar, but this bar was really simple, a small bar could barely seat six people, and the narrow room could only barely put down 5 small tables, but even so, the business of the old one-eyed bar was very good. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lying on the wooden bar, the owner of the bar and the man, a blind deer man old man, directly pushed a large glass of wine over, and Mo Ge took a big sip, and suddenly a hot taste burned from his throat to his stomach, making Mo Ge feel excited.

"Praise Lord Modo, the Wardgar brand wine is his greatest invention, I haven't drunk it in a month, baby I really miss him. Mo Ge gestured to the old one-eyed with the wine glass in his hand. 、

The old man of the one-eyed deer man gave him the nickname Old One-Eyed, and he has been called for too long, but few people know what his name is, and he is used to being called that by others.

Old One-Eye has known Mo Ge for almost ten years, when Old One-Eye, who was still middle-aged, and Mo Ge, who had just become an adult, were mixed up in a small group of thieves in the Black Rock Great Wasteland.

It is very bleak to say that it is a group of thieves, and with more than two hundred women and children, you can also lay the idea of a lonely pedestrian in the wilderness, and it is more often time to plant a little land with little harvest and collect some wild fruits to feed your belly, and with the reputation of a thief group, many people will starve to death every winter.

It was not until this spring that the village was opened, and an astonishing news began to circulate in the wilderness, that a magical dwarf lord had come to the village of Borg on the edge of the wilderness, and that they had been able to produce fine steel armor and weapons, and that it would not be long before the villagers with good fortune became rich.

What's even more incredible is that they actually defeated tens of thousands of human regular troops, and now the generous and merciful Lord Modo has begun to recruit a large number of lords, and they can eat enough for every meal, with wine and meat, and Mo Ge clearly remembers that his saliva flowed uncontrollably when he heard the news.

There wasn't much argument, and after a little discussion, the entire group of thieves agreed to join the Borgling, packed up all their belongings overnight, and moved to the holy place in their minds early the next morning.

It took more than half a month on the road, and finally arrived at the legendary Borg Collar, looking at the kobold guards wearing full body armor like iron cans, holding weapons majestically maintaining order, and the red face looked like the food was very good, Mogo's heart was full of jealousy, how could they be so different from kobolds.

Like ducks being chased, the whole group of thieves was rushed to take a hot bath, and under the strict requirements of the guards, they were rubbed until their skin was red and numb, and then each of them received two sets of brand new cotton clothes from the inside out, and the clean cotton clothes were soft and attached to the freshly washed skin, which was really comfortable.

After changing his clothes full of dirt and fleas, and being burned by the guards, the kobold had the most sumptuous meal of his life, especially the wine made from corn and grains, called Wardgar, which pleased him with the wonderful taste at once.

After the territory was renamed to the Iron Collar, Mogo built the city wall on the construction site for a month, although the work was a little harder, but compared to the days when he was a thief, I don't know how much better, Mogo decided to work hard for the lord, and live in this good place.

Soon after, Lord Modo wanted to rebuild his army and civilians, and in the face of the generous salary and the excellent equipment that had always kept him in mind, he resolutely signed up.

Thanks to the long-term life of the thieves, Mo Ge has a lot of combat experience and good physical fitness, and Mo Ge finally became a glorious Iron Collar militia, and even joined the kobold musket battalion that was very valued by the lord through layers of selection.

The heavy training Mogo gritted his teeth and persevered, and was often the first to complete it, which made Mogo very much appreciated by the squad leader, who also planned to introduce his sister to him, but he had seen the kobold girl from afar, with a pair of cute canine teeth, a beautiful lovely girl.

Serving as a soldier, making meritorious contributions, being promoted, marrying a wife, and having children, a good life seems to be within reach not far in front of him, and he is a little drunk without drinking much.

Old One-Eye's example of opening his own shop, there are still a lot of steel collars, and the older one-eyed ones are a little unbearable whether they join the army or go to the construction site, and they don't really want to join the logistics team to farm, like the old one-eyed, with a small amount of their own savings, and then find friends to make up a little, open this small bar or some other small shop.

Maybe it's because there are really no two bars in the steel collar, and the old one-eyed himself didn't expect the business to be so good, the workers who get off work every night, the militia who take turns to rest, and the merchants and men of the caramuta, and the guards of the caravan, crowd the small bar to the brim, and in less than a month, the cost of opening the store will be restored.

"Why are there so many soldiers and civilians on Mogo recently, I'm almost too busy?" asked the old one-eyed as he wiped the iron cup in his hand shiny.

Mo Ge drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, motioned for the old one-eyed to continue to fill, sighed and said: "I heard from the priest of the Temple of the God of War who taught us that there is a passage through the demon army in the Highland Forest, which used to be guarded by the elf tribe, but now the elves can't stand it. ”

"What?" exclaimed the old one-eyed, he only knew that the lord had sent a large number of men to build a city deep in the forest, but he didn't expect this to be the case, could it be that the good days would be gone again in a few days?

Seeing the worry of the old one-eyed, Mo Ge said: "We have built a tall wall there, and Master Modo led us to support, we will definitely hold it, for the sake of our good days, we must also hold it, the troops who went to support in the past few days will take turns to rest, and they will set off in three days." “

Thinking of the cute girl with small canine teeth flashing in his mind from time to time, Mo Ge's tone was very firm, I will definitely protect you.

"That's right, we're going to keep our good days. The encouraged old one-eyed actually changed his usual stingy nature, and he actually took out a bottle of elf honey, which was the most expensive wine in the supermarket opened by the lord, and the price of a bottle of elf honey wine was enough to buy hundreds of bottles of Wodega.

"I invited you for this glass of wine, we have known each other for so long, and when the time comes, we will definitely kill a few demons for me and teach them a good lesson. Old One-Eyed solemnly handed over the elf honey in his hand.

It's a pity that the rough man refused without hesitation, and he shouted: "Fool me, if you want to invite me to have another glass of Wodega, that is the best wine in the world." ”

The speechless old one-eyed let out the same emotion as Niu Dali, this group of soil buns really don't know how to appreciate.