With reinforcements, the Highland Corps achieved the final victory.

This crushing victory was destined to be recorded in the bloodlines of all the Highlanders.

Because, on the day of the victory, bad news came from the front.

The great Emperor of the Highlands, Ponau Bonama, led a surprise attack on the Kingdom of God, and after the destruction of the city, the city burned with flames.

After this fire, the walls of the kingdom collapsed in pieces, leaving only a ruin.

And His Majesty the Emperor also disappeared in the fire.

Some say that he died, died in this fire, and it was a holy punishment from the saints.

It is also said that he once saw His Majesty the great emperor by the sea.

Either way, it does not solve a real problem - the Highland Empire has no emperor.

The highland army, which won a crushing victory, had not had time to return to Korea, and the logistics were in a mess.

And the crippled city-states are also confused, and they don't know where to go.

Surrender to the heights?

And to whom should I surrender?

Do not surrender, organize a counteroffensive?

Can you beat it?

In a word, it is a mess on land!

The only winner in this war is the old-stirring stick across the sea - the little United Kingdom.

The aftermath of the war did not subside until June.

Ludon and his party hurried back to the small town of Sharia.

The children in the town have gained weight.

In stark contrast to the children, Mr. Lutten and his party were emaciated and exhausted by the continuous travel.

After picking up the children, Lu Deng followed the shortest path, took the children to take a brief stroll around Shenbang, and immediately set out on the way home.

Compared to when they set off, there was one more woman in the group.

As for the missing child, Ah Wu, I don't know when he returned to the team, and he is still the same as before, disdainful of playing with other children, preferring to be alone and meditate.

By the time the group boarded the ship again and returned to the small United Kingdom, it was already September.

In October, they returned to the land of the Fog Capital and ended their trip.

In the same month, a major event occurred in the fog:

Columbus is back!

He claimed to have discovered the legendary Chosen Land, naming it the New World!

Before Columbus returned, there was a lot of scolding in the fog, and everyone still remembered the gold scam!

However, few have ever been, where did Columbus's stock go after the gold scam.

Most of the shares were bought by Mr. Luden.

In other words, the vast majority of Columbus's harvest from this voyage went into Mr. Ludon's pocket!

He brought back countless rare treasures, rare and exotic toys.

Spices, silk, tea, ceramics, and most importantly. Gold!

The gold that Columbus brought back shocked the entire fog capital!

The Age of Discovery, which was originally a bit dull, ushered in the second climax!

Countless people are smashing pots and selling iron, and they also want to buy a ticket to explore the New World!

With a single nautical chart, the captains can bring in hundreds or thousands of investments, bring three months' worth of food and fresh water, and they dare to set sail!

According to later statistics, in the second round of the climax of the Age of Discovery, it was not the seafaring explorers who benefited the most, but the shipyards.

The shipyards stockpiled a large number of ships suitable for long-distance voyages, and sold them to navigators at a discount of half selling and half giving away. …

Of course, there is no such thing as a free lunch.

To get a boat, the navigator had to sign an agreement that 30% of the proceeds from the voyage would be used to repay the purchase price of the boat, as well as a large insurance premium!

Don't mention these little things.

Ludon settled down in the fog again.

His career territory has also expanded from the Wudu Wharf to the whole world!

Ship by ship, sailing for the New World.

Some ships relied on trade to make a profit, while others went to open up plantations and settlements in order to obtain more long-term profits.

They soon ran into a new problem:

It's too hard to rebuild civilization in a barren land!

It's nothing to work hard, it's just a hard process, and it's easy to die.

Labor shortages have become the biggest pain for plantations.

Until a new message came back to the fog:

A navigator, in a hot land, discovers a group of goblins.

That's right, goblins.

The green-skinned guys who have disappeared from this land are still alive somewhere on this planet.

They have their own language, culture, and live a life of drinking blood, and the primitive cannot be more primitive.

Their only advantage is that they are numerous enough and can reproduce fast enough.

When the goblins were first discovered, they were disappointed.

For the goblins had nothing of value on them, no gold, no spices, no silk, nothing.

Just a bunch of green-skinned guys, that's all.

Soon, the best-selling goods in the land were discovered.

Batches of goblins were sent onto ships and transported to the New World to serve in the land reclamation.

In the beginning, it was only the defeated and captured goblins that were bought and sold, and the two sides still maintained the disguise of civilization.

Later, the civilized masters of the fog capital simply stopped pretending, and went directly to the field to capture the goblins.

Captured goblins will be treated differently according to the intensity of resistance.

The most violent part of the rebellion, of course, will die from the resistance.

Those who survive, if they don't cooperate, won't be killed, after all, it's too wasteful, and they will be castrated en masse.

According to the most scientific terms, this is called species evolution, survival of the fittest.

Let the rebellious goblins have no offspring, and after being screened from generation to generation, the surviving goblins will be more docile and harmless.

If humans inflict such atrocities on themselves, it is easy to cause discomfort and then make changes.

Fortunately, these green-skinned guys have nothing to do with humans, there is no law to protect their rights, and humans will not sympathize with these chirping goblins.

The Divine People, in particular, are particularly hostile to goblins, after all, they have been a blood feud with the orcs for eight hundred years!

At a banquet, the slave owner, who had made his fortune by buying and selling goblins, proudly declared,

"Humans would never do such a thing to their own kind!"

The fourth year of the Age of Discovery, the second year of Columbus's discovery of the New World.

Wudu, the company's annual meeting.

"Again, this is slander! It's slander! ”

Mr. Lutdon blushed, craned his neck, and argued with the crowd,

"I didn't let them buy and sell goblins, and I didn't intend to make a penny from the goblin trade!"

This incident is really not the head of Lu Deng.

He doesn't need to start at all, interests drive people to do this!

All:.

Albert, the company's vice president, took out a long list of products and read them in turn,

"The company's best-selling products this year are as follows, anesthetic capture nets, antique Shenbang slave boxes, shackles, leather whips"

After reading the list of products, Albert asked helplessly,

"Can you explain why these products are on the company's shelves?"

"The products that appeared first on the market, we used them to improve and sell! We've had a lot of lawsuits for this! ”

Lu Deng said in a heartfelt manner,

"On every item, we have a mark!"

To prove his word, Ludon even took out a leather whip.

I saw that the whip was printed with a line of clear and conspicuous words:

"[Please don't buy and sell goblins with such items]!"