In the middle of the West, in a nut tree plantation near a large river.

A kobold warrior who looked quite strong looked at the big family in front of him, the doghead who had become a little smarter after becoming a kobold warrior, and was a little confused.

"How do you feel that there are more dog heads in my house, am I wrong?"

"Count again."

"One dog head, two dog heads, three dog heads, four dog heads, five dog heads, six dog heads, seven dog heads, eight dog heads, nine dog heads, ten dog heads."

"Why don't you have enough fingers?"

Looking at the few dog heads in front of him who counted all the two dog paws and ten fingers, the kobold warrior was overwhelmed.

As a cannon fodder soldier who is fertile, easy to feed, and can also mine, the kobold's IQ has always been not very high, and he can learn to count, which is already the boost he brought to him after his life level increased as a kobold warrior.

But that's about it.

Although he is a kobold warrior, his military merit level is only a soldier, and relying on his own five-acre fiefdom, it is already the limit to pile himself up to the kobold warrior.

The annual output of his fiefdom now is simply not enough for him to march towards a second-order kobold hero.

And he is also a little old, after the kobold becomes a kobold warrior, the lifespan is about sixty years.

Forty years have passed since their Majesty Ace fell asleep, and with his previous life, he is forty-nine years old, and he has only the last ten years left in his life.

If the war order is not issued within ten years, he will die of old age in his fiefdom.

"Why are there so many dog heads?"

"My fiefdom is only five acres, and according to the sacrifice, the annual harvest of grain is only a little more than 2,500 catties."

"After handing over 1,250 catties to the 10th master, the rest of his own grain is only 1,250 catties."

"As a kobold warrior, I need five hundred catties of food every year to maintain my strength, and the three slave warriors also need two hundred catties of food every year, and the remaining ones are more than one hundred and fifty catties."

After some calculations, the kobold warriors found that their koheads had far exceeded the carrying capacity of their fiefdoms.

If he didn't do something about it, he, the kobold warrior, and the three elite slave kobold warriors who were going to go to battle with him after the outbreak of the war, would have to starve.

He is now very old, with a lifespan of less than ten years, and if he wants to continue to live, he can only cut a piece of the sky for himself on the battlefield after His Majesty issues the war order.

As long as he kills a hundred enemies, he can become a centurion and have the qualifications of a blood sacrifice.

And once a large amount of blood sacrifice energy was obtained by him, with the help of these decades of training, the second-order kobold hero was definitely not a dream.

In order to live, he has no choice now.

"Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San!"

"You three come out!"

The kobold warrior casually called out the three strongest of the dozen kobolds and asked them to stand behind him.

Looking at the group of his own heirs and women who had more than two fingers left in front of him, the kobold warrior felt a little unbearable.

But when he thought of his aging body, as well as the news that the two Majesties he had received from his own ten-master had awakened, and His Majesty Ace was about to wake up, he was ruthless again.

He has no choice, His Majesty Ace has never said that the fief can be hereditary, that is, as long as he dies and loses him, a soldier with military merits, his fief on which the family depends will be taken away.

Because they have no military merit, they are slaves in the brutal and efficient absolutist militarism of the Dragon Alliance, and slaves are not worthy of fiefdoms.

Kicking them out now is an option that leaves no choice.

Otherwise, all the resources will be consumed on them, and he, a kobold warrior, and the three Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San, who have been trained as elite kobold warriors, simply do not have enough food and resources to prepare for the next war.

And if you don't prepare for the next war, going to the battlefield is a death, let alone gaining a lot of military merits.

Not to mention anything else, at least the armor must be put together on the battlefield, a set of relatively fine fish scale armor needs at least 2,000 catties of food, and this alone can make their family save money in the next two or three years, and they can only eat three points a day to eat.

Not to mention the need for shields on the battlefield, kobolds scimitars, kobolds throw spears.

The food consumed during training and combat is also several times that of food consumed in peacetime.

One pile, one item, the consumption is too large.

Early the next morning, the kobold warrior headed for the river not far away with the twelve kobolds in confusion.

Eight of the twelve kobolds were young kobolds, born to his wife and one of his lovers in the last year.

On the banks of the river, a small and lively harbor was filling the warehouses near the harbor with all kinds of goods, swords, armor, scimitars, shields, wound patches, ropes, backpacks, helmets, and all kinds of war-related materials.

All sorts of races are walking fast in it.

At the very edge of the harbor, a giant migrant ship with a length of 100 meters and a width of 20 meters was docked on the shore, and a dense dark race was lining up at the entrance and exit of the giant transport ship.

The long line was attached to the giant migrant ship, and there was no end in sight.

A week ago, Her Majesty Yin Lisha had already opened an immigration route, taking advantage of the characteristics of the western border being high in the east and low in the west, using the canals opened by various legions during the war and the rivers that originally existed in the western territory to carry out a wide range of migration transportation.

"Ah Si, these younger brothers and sisters are please, remember, you are the dog of our Dragon Alliance, and when you go overseas, except for those transcendentals, those other ordinary creatures are lower than you."

"Don't be cowardly, when you get there, you are a first-class dog, and you don't dare to say that you are extraordinary, and there is really no problem with living a rich life."

At the front of the long line, the kobold warrior who used his identity as a soldier to serve as a soldier for his family's cave team explained sentence by sentence to Ah Si, the strongest of the twelve kobolds in front of him.

The kobold warriors knew very well that this parting was likely to be a permanent parting.

The other party's departure is a distance of tens of thousands of miles, and it will take four or five years to come and go, not to mention that the existence of those below the third order who have already gone to sea is strictly forbidden within the Dragon Alliance, and then return to the mainland.

He is now just a kobold warrior and only a soldier at the level of military merit, even if the war breaks out, he will dare to ask for a centurion, as for a thousand commanders and ten thousand commanders, he doesn't dare to think about it.

And some of his family members, not to mention, in the system of the Dragon Alliance, they are a group of slaves without military merits, and if he hadn't protected them all these years, they would have starved to death from the moment they were born.

Overseas, although they are also slaves without military merits, with the help of the identity of the dog head of the initial continent, they are naturally higher than ordinary beings on other continents.

When you get there, you won't be too bad about how you live.

"Father, don't worry, when I go overseas, I will definitely take care of my younger brothers and sisters."

The kobold Ah Sigou had tears in his eyes, and he clenched his hand that looked like a dog's claw and said firmly.

As the fifth most powerful kobold in the kobold warrior family, he is over fifteen years old, and he understands some things.

His father had only ten years left in his life, and ten years later, their kobold warrior family was about to face its most desperate moment.

The fief will be taken back by the kobolds, and they can only usher in the desperate fate of slaves who have no military merits and are positioned as slaves.

What his father is doing now is the only chance to protect them and make the leap upwards.

"Woo! Woo! Woo! ”

The water elemental engine rotated in a ring, and a large amount of water gushed out from the magic ring under the boat, and the hundred-meter-tall immigration ship roared quickly towards the bottom of the river along the current.

Looking at his own heirs in the distance, the kobold warrior sighed deeply.

He carefully took out a little tobacco from his pocket, and finally pressed the tobacco into his cigarette gun and lit it with fire.

Bar Qing took a sip.

The thick smell of smoke enveloped the kobold warrior, and his eyes were a little blank and anticipatory like a boiling flame.

"Within ten years, the horn of war must be sounded."

"I can't wait, it's been forty years, I really can't afford to wait."

The kobold warrior roared in his heart with the strongest war**.

In the Dragon Alliance, the level of class solidity is the strongest and hardest diamond pyramid.

Military merit is everything, and the person who has military merit is a soldier, a centurion is a centurion, and a captain is the king of the race.

And those who have no military merits are slaves.

Even the king of the race, who was as strong as their kobolds, didn't have the slightest way.

Twenty years ago, one of the kobold kings of their kobold clan wanted to turn his favorite son into a soldier.

But it turned out that he had been working hard for three whole years, and whether it was his kind of people or his friends, all of them were frantically rebelling against his decision.

In the end, his favorite son was killed by someone because he provoked the anger of the public.

And that kobold king, because of this incident, was disgusted by most legends, and now, when all the old race kings were preparing to form their own third-order transcendent legions, the opponent's second-order transcendent legions had shrunk a lot, and their strength had dropped greatly.

Not even a race king with a second-order transcendent legion capable of making a move or two with a demigod could not shake the rules of absolute militarism, which shows how strong the rules of absolute militarism are.

Other existences that are weaker than him want to improve their class through other ways other than military exploits, and they don't even think about it.

Since the appearance of absolute militarism in the Dragon Alliance, there is only one way to improve one's rank within the Dragon Alliance, and that is to go to the battlefield to obtain military merits.

As for the rest, the three dragons will not allow it, nor will the kings of the races at the second level of the pyramid.

They are the biggest beneficiaries of this rule, and to break the rule is to destroy their speed of resource acquisition.

And resources are everything for them, a group of strong people who attack the demigods and even the gods.

Whoever dares to stop them, they don't mind chopping each other into a pile of pieces with the knife in their hands.

As for the king of a kobold race who wants to turn his favorite son into a soldier, he's just a special case.

It's like the people who always have some special people in the crowd and don't put their place in the right place.

Obviously, he was eating a steady stream of fatty meat on the assembly line with everyone, but when the other party was eating meat, he picked up an ax and cut the assembly line, wanting to smash everyone's rice bowl and his own rice bowl.

That's a bit excessive.

If you are someone outside the assembly line and want to cut down the assembly line, then everyone has nothing to say, they are all enemies, and after killing each other, everyone does not mind building a big tombstone for his courage or even respecting him.

But if it's a person on the assembly line and still eating the meat on the assembly line, picking up a knife and cutting the assembly line, it's very different.

After properly killing the other party, you have to step on tens of millions of feet.

The kobold warriors are calm on the surface, but inside they are frantically waiting for the horn of war to blow.

Even praying every day, praying that His Majesty Ace, who would change his fate and give him everything, would wake up quickly.

Let him have another chance to change his fate.

He only has ten years to live, and after the outbreak of war, if he wants to enter the battlefield to obtain military merits, it must take a certain amount of time.

Not to mention that after obtaining military merits, he still has to spend a certain amount of time cultivating, so that he can break through to become a kobold hero and gain a lifespan of two hundred years.

Time is tight.

Within seven years, if the horn of war had not been sounded, he would have been almost dead.

After all, even if the horn of war is sounded in seven years, he is very likely to die on the way to the march, or on the way to cut military exploits on the battlefield.

He couldn't help but be anxious, not worried, and desperately prayed for the wake of His Majesty Ace, who could announce the war.

Transparent color and wisps of golden soul energy in the seawater, Ace's thirty meters huge is like a perfect transparent crystal dragon.

Looking at the bottom of the sea, the endless upward climbing faith energy, the whole dragon fell into hesitation.

Becoming a god was no longer his pursuit after his small world broke through 10 million square kilometers.

His quest is the most successful life world in the Void.

The gods are born from the world, and the stronger the world, the stricter the rules, and the higher the quality of the soul, the stronger the power of the other party.

And now, his small world has exceeded 25 million square kilometers, which is quite a small world.

If this development continues, the future is limitless.

And the path of the gods, because the gods above have occupied all the good rules, even if he becomes a god, he is only a god with weak rules.

I don't know if I can beat him who now has the power of the world to increase his combat power.

No matter how you look at it, there is no future at all.

But these white faith energies can't help but be used, and he is greedy for money, and he is not willing to give up any of his own property.