When the hill dwarf saw Yang Yang sitting on the ground, he didn't know what the situation was, and said honestly:

"My lord, I know you will be thrilled when you hear that we are going to follow you, but you don't need to be so excited, because we are also descendants of gods, and we are on the same mission as your gods to protect the peace of the continent, so we should do so.

I'll go back and tell everyone to pack up your territory and report for duty. We will come with the Copperbeard tribe at that time, and I hope that you will prepare a place for us to eat and live early, and I would like to thank you for your generosity.

Since the matter has been settled, I won't bother much, I'll go back and inform you first, and we'll see you in two days. ”

Alex saw that Yang Yang didn't mean to send him, and he didn't get angry, but smiled honestly and turned around and left.

After the king of the hill left, Yang Yang got up and spat out thick phlegm fiercely, relieving the tense atmosphere just now. He was really worried that he would be scared to death if he couldn't breathe for a while, and Yang Yang roughly calculated the cost of arming these people. These guys really don't treat themselves as outsiders, and one mouth is the amount of dozens of tons of gold! This is just equipment, if you add the gold consumed by them to participate in battles and release magic in the future, it is definitely an astronomical amount! Just imagine how spectacular it would be for the dwarven mage here to make a move, and the sky is full of gold? Anyway, Yang Yang can't feel spectacular, because all that floats in the sky will be his money!

This continent mage needs to spread a certain amount of gold dust to summon powerful spells when casting spells, especially large magic that consumes a lot of gold dust. This is also the reason why gold is extremely scarce on this continent, after a big war, the mage is basically full of scattered gold dust around him, and these gold dust cannot be recycled! After using it, it will slowly dissipate, and the mage is really a class of soldiers who burn money! Yang Yang finally gave a definition after summing up.

Although Yang Yang felt distressed about such a large expense, he finally balanced his heart after thinking that he was about to have a fire-type black iron dwarf mage mage at the lowest level who was also a high-level magician. Fire-based magic is the most lethal in war, and it has a wide range of damage, and troops generally give priority to recruiting fire-based mages into the army.

Yang Yang was thinking about how to quickly form a combat power, because he had recently received a report from the knights that a bandit tribe on the other side of the Hemudu River seemed to have noticed this, and had been wandering around recently, as if he was stepping on a little bit or exploring the truth.

Yang Yang was also a little puzzled, he had only been here for more than a month, and he didn't usually go out, how could he be noticed by these robbers so quickly? But thinking about the fact that so many knights on his side are running around every day, it is difficult for people not to notice themselves, and besides, there is such a large number of beauties dangling by the river all day long, if it weren't for a bunch of paladins behind him all the time, it is estimated that he would have been robbed back to be a lady of the village or something.

Patriarch Arif seemed to have something to explain, but seeing that Yang Yang was a little distracted, he didn't know what he was thinking, and he hesitated for a long time before speaking:

"My lord, these guys were already there when I arrived at the Copperbeard Dwarven Tribe. Listening to them, it seems that there are always some adult black iron dwarf mages in their clan who have advanced inexplicably, and according to the introduction of the wizards, it is the ancestors who are calling them, so they are given more powerful strength.

They had wanted to customize some weapons for their kind, but because the demand was too great, the Copperbeard Dwarves couldn't do anything about it. At this time, I arrived there and heard that you have a mountain of gold, so they have to follow you to surrender to you, I see that these big men are extraordinary, you should like it, so I took the initiative to lead back, and I hope you can forgive me for making a fool of myself. ”

Yang Yang was said by the patriarch, and suddenly thought of something: "You have done a good job in this matter, I am very satisfied." You better hurry back and arrange for your follow-up clansmen to move over, I have already assigned you a place near the outside of the city, and you can just move in when the time comes.

In addition, you don't need to pay food to anyone in the future, from this moment you are a full legal citizen of the master, and you only need to obey me in the future.

This is your token, you have the highest rank of elder, and you don't need to be notified by the guards when you enter and leave the lord's mansion in the future. Anything you can report to me directly, and you still have the right to deal with all the affairs of your people. ”

After Yang Yang finished speaking, he took out a pre-prepared gold token from his arms, the token was the size of a palm, and a dragon was carved on it. Hearing Yang Yang's praise for his approach, the elder finally relieved himself, happily took the token, carefully put it into his arms, and then took his leave.

Yang Yang sent the patriarch away, and helped Qian Qian count all the gold ingots. After sending someone to transport it to the cellar, he felt that he had nothing to do, so he took Sissi and planned to go out for a walk, Yang Yang looked at the guards around him who were engaged in construction, and his heart was also happy, thinking that he had come to this continent for almost half a year, from nothing to now becoming a lord, with a group of wives and concubines around him, plus the followers of the two great gods who were about to arrive, he thought very satisfied and took out his last cigarette and prepared to smoke.

Yang Yang took out the lighter and lit the fire, and took a sip with great satisfaction. The cigarettes have become damp, and they are not as good as the previous taste, but this long-lost feeling still makes Yang Yang happy in his heart.

After all, this is the only little memory left in his hometown, Yang Yang just took two sips and saw a scene that made Yang Yang very excited, an old yodel was leading a group of children to point fingers at some knights who helped them build houses, hoping that the other party could do the construction according to their own wishes, and was stared at by these knights.

The old man didn't seem to care about this, and continued to tell them, occasionally coughing twice. These are not the key, the most important thing is that Yang Yang looked at the old man who seemed to have something like a pipe in his mouth, and was leisurely spitting smoke rings at this time.

Yang Yang happily ran over and sniffed the smell of the smoke rings spit out by the old man, the smell was fragrant, and he quickly took it down and took a look. The old man didn't seem to expect anyone to do this, and was about to scold, when he suddenly turned around and saw that it was the lord who was suddenly frightened out of a cold sweat, and quickly swallowed the words that spit into his mouth alive.

"This thing tastes good, it has a minty smell. Suck it into your mouth and it's cool, and it's a good look. Yang Yang wiped the old man's pipe, then took a hard puff in his mouth, and then spit out a smoke ring comfortably.

After smoking for a while, he commented satisfactorily on the level of cigarettes in this continent, and the old man saw that the lord seemed to be very interested in these tobacco, and hurriedly took out the tobacco hidden in his arms and handed it to Yang Yang:

"My lord, this is a kind of herb that I have grown myself, old man. Once I accidentally lit it, and found that this thing not only does not choke people after inhaling it, but also very refreshing, and after inhaling some of it, there will be a feeling of soaring clouds, so I made some when it is okay to suck and have fun. I have a lot of these things in my house, and if you like it, I'll give it to you!"

The old man explained very honestly, after all, his entire clan is now protected by the big man in front of him, and one of his granddaughters is one of the ten singers who gave this adult.

Otherwise, with his identity, it would be absolutely impossible for the first batch of people to be selected to migrate to the territory, Yang Yang listened to the old man's words and thought that there was no such thing as tobacco in this continent, no wonder he couldn't find a place to sell cigarettes in the entire main city. It seems that these guys really have some value, this thing is a very profitable livelihood on the earth, and it is often controlled and produced by the state.

Thinking that it was another way to make money, Yang Yang was very happy. He took out a piece of gold and gave it to the man who gave him tobacco, and said:

"This is a good thing, you can go to the patriarch and ask him for some people to be in charge of planting this kind of thing full-time in the future, the more the better, and say that I ordered it. ”

Yang Yang took the cigarette in his hand, looked at the cigarette he was still lit in his other hand, quickly snuffed it out and put it away. Yang Yang felt that the tobacco of this continent seemed to taste better, with a faint mint fragrance and a rich vanilla flavor. His own cigarette, which had long been damp, could no longer satisfy him, but he was reluctant to throw it away in order to keep it as a souvenir, so he kept it very carefully.

Yang Yang took the tobacco and asked someone for some corduroy paper, and then rolled an oversized cigar himself, and was lying on the rocking chair smoking beautifully.

Qian Qian didn't know what Yang Yang was doing, so she walked over curiously and hugged Yang Yang's neck:

"Master, what are you doing? This thing smells so good, what is it? Show me?"

Qian Qian sniffed the green smoke that came out of Yang Yang's mouth, and then watched Yang Yang smoke one after another as if he was intoxicated. Sissi was very curious and wanted to reach out and grab it to see what it was, but her little hand was just about to touch the cigarette and was grabbed by Yang Yang:

"Little thing, this is a treasure, I can't give it to you. It's a cigar, men love this, you women love it too, but you don't know it yet. ”

Yang Yang said meaningfully.

Qian Qian didn't understand the meaning of Yang Yang's words, reached out and took the cigarette handed over by Yang Yang, took it in her mouth and took two puffs, and suddenly choked on the strong smell of tobacco and coughed twice in a row:

"What the hell is this? Why is it so spicy when you smell it so fragrant?" Qian Qian's little face was red from the smoke, and she returned the cigarette in her hand to Yang Yang.

"It's natural that you'll love it when you're new to it, and you'll love it later. Okay dear, you still don't want to taste this. Go and help me find Patriarch Arif some wine, and let's have a few drinks today when we're in a good mood. ”

Yang Yang looked at Qianqian's little face and was flushed, thinking that he was like this when he first came into contact with cigarettes, he naturally knew that Qianqian would not understand these things for a while.