"Twitter, great Leo master, praise you Karasyu!" Early in the morning, the shrill and piercing voice of Caraxiu spoiled the quiet and peaceful atmosphere of the jungle amid the scent of fresh green grass and the gentle chirping of orioles. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Leo glanced at it without any embarrassment, and while he lay down by the stream to wash, he asked vaguely, "What's the matter again?"

Karahue flatteringly handed over a roasted browned leg and a few ripe plant tubers: "Master, this is your breakfast. ”

After Leo finished washing, he took it casually, looked at Caraxiu deeply and said, "What the hell is going on, let's talk about it quickly!"

Caraxiu continued to flatter unappetly: "Master, the children love the jungle environment here, that ...... Will you allow our people to move here?"

"Hehe~" Leo laughed angrily at Caraxiu, this guy really kicked his nose in the face, and just gave it a little color, it dared to open a dye shop.

"Don't think about this, His Majesty the Emperor will not allow you to move at will. The Varu Empire is willing to take you in because it needs you to guard the direction of the Badlands and Wastelands in the Northern Frontier for the Empire, if you can't do it, then the Varu Empire will not keep you to consume the resources of the Empire, you must understand this!" Leo patiently explained to Carahu, lest this guy have any more crooked brains.

After listening to Leo's words, Caraxiu's originally high head drooped weakly, and he muttered unwillingly in frustration: "Is there really no way?"

Leo's heart suddenly moved, and an idea suddenly came to mind, which seemed to solve the problem, but Leo didn't plan to say it now, and let Karaxiu dry for a few days first.

After breakfast, the goblin legion urgently assembled, and the goblins who hunted around rushed back one after another to join the advance queue, and the goblins who were used to living a hard life also maintained a good habit of diligence and thrift in the materials and their fertile forests, and all the prey that came to the goblin's hands was never wasted, and everything that could be eaten was eaten, and everything that could not be eaten was packed and taken away, and many goblin soldiers were full of things that they couldn't eat, even if they were reluctant to spit it out all the way.

Leo looked back at the mighty Goblin Legion behind him, and patted his forehead a little weakly, these goblins were really speechless. The originally energetic goblin soldiers are now like scavengers, covered with prey, wild fruits, and tubers, almost every goblin wears a large string of animal meat on their spears, and the neat queue is mixed with jungle monitor lizards carrying heavy loads, and even Leo heard a few wild boar neighs, and he doesn't know which talented goblin actually tamed a wild boar as a mount.

However, Leo can't force the goblins to drop these foods, because the food that 10,000 goblins have to consume every day is very huge, and the goblins who are digging grass roots in the cold wind blowing in the badlands wasteland have so much food at once, if they are forced to give up, I'm afraid that even Caraxiu, the goblin king, may not be able to work, if it causes a mutiny, then Leo will have a lot of fun.

A full 10,000 goblin soldiers, collecting countless foods along the way from north to south, in order not to frighten the townspeople along the way, Leo crossed the city without entering the town, and by the time his legion reached the three southern provinces, the goblin legion behind him had become a mixed legion...... That's right, a mix of all kinds. Jungle monitor lizards, wild boars, takin, elk, coyotes, anything that can be ridden and can follow, goblin soldiers will not let go.

As if waking up to the fact that they couldn't bring much food with their thin arms and legs alone, the goblin soldiers focused on catching live prey from the halfway point. As for how to tame them, there is no university question, this is very simple, because the disobedient ones have already been eaten.

After entering the south, the population gradually became denser, and the villages scattered throughout this vast harvest plain were scattered, and the goblin legions carrying large bags from the woods looked like fleeing victims.

"My goddess is above! O monster!" another farmer reacted from his stunned gaze, threw away his farming implement, and in a panic turned and ran, chasing after his companion who had thrown him on for his life. Along the way, almost all the farmers and village women in the farmland and villages that the Goblin Legion passed through were frightened by this vast army of green monsters.

This is the hinterland of the human world in the Alpha Continent, different from the northern frontier of the Varu Empire, there are obviously no goblins in the south, which has always been stable and peaceful, so it is inevitable that those southerners will be frightened when they see goblins, and they are such a large number of goblins.

Never underestimate the power of rumors, this is what a sage on the continent once said to the world. As this sentence said, although Leo and his goblin legions were not slow to march, they still could not keep up with the speed of the rumors, and just a day or two after he entered the south, the gossip about the terrifying orc invasion had been spread everywhere.

Countless ignorant people spread the word of mouth, swearing to each other that they had seen those green-skinned and vicious orcs with their own eyes, and the panicked people packed their bags one after another, lamenting that this year was really unfavorable, first the invasion of the Kingdom of Lorraine, and now even the orcs have appeared, is it really impossible to stay here?

The rumors spread rapidly and rapidly, and soon, the Grizzly Legion, which was tasked with stabilizing the three southern provinces, received the news.

"Report!" said an officer, who, without waiting for Commander McShoughauer, hurriedly opened the curtain of the tent and entered.

Captain McHuner slowly raised his head from his desk, and looked at the officer with a displeased frown, but he didn't reprimand anything, it was obvious that something big was wrong to make the officer so flustered and disrespectful, could it be that there was something wrong with the Kingdom of Lorraine? Or was it a problem with the Paris Empire?

"Your Excellency, Legionnaire, Beast ...... Beast...... The orcs are coming!" The officer's breathless and brainless words moved Captain McShuner, who stood up from his desk and asked, "This is the hinterland of the empire, where did the orcs come from?" Are you sure of the news?"

"Yes...... Yes, Your Excellency Commander, I ...... I have asked those who have fled, and it is said that the orcs are coming from the north to the south, and the number is extremely large, at least ten thousand!" the officer reported in shock.