However, it is because of the selfishness of the human beings on the other side that the matter of making them super-rich has been delayed again and again.

This makes them how not to be angry.

The territory occupied by the Dragon Alliance today occupies only a quarter of the area of the original continent today, but in this quarter, the population that can be supported now and the population that can be supported by future development can be at least 180 billion.

Compared with the previous population of only 10 billion people on the entire continent, it has increased by 18 times.

If the Dragon Alliance also occupied all the other four realms, eighteen times four, that would be seventy-two times the population, 720 billion people.

It is enough for all the gods in the sky, including those human gods, to upgrade their level fiercely.

After all, there are not only dark races in the Dragon Alliance, but also elves, dwarves, and humans.

However, this thing that is obviously hello, hello, and everyone's good, was blocked by the human beings opposite.

How can they not be angry, and want to cut the guys who stand in their way into tens of thousands of pieces.

The film of the world was in a mess, and the gods of the human race were beaten and strung together, and they controlled their own kingdom of gods to desperately escape.

And behind them, the dense alliance of gods and spirits is driving endless god warships to chase non-stop.

The mighty divine power shook the surrounding void.

Countless Void Behemoth Tribes watched the giant world suspended in the void like the sun in the distance, illuminating countless worlds.

There was some admiration on their faces, they all came out of this powerful world and came to the void.

For them, the world is their mother.

They were born of her, and when they grew up, they still lived by her shelter around her.

The Void is dangerous, endless Void Storms, sudden Void wormholes that will engulf everything at any time and place.

And the Void Predators that spread throughout the Void were full of danger.

Only those worlds that are extremely powerful can use their own power to suppress the surrounding void.

It makes the surrounding wind and waves calm, so that they can grow with peace of mind.

And the world in front of them is a world that is extremely powerful.

The continent is infinite, the rules are strict, the origin of the world is abundant, and the same sun illuminates the void, suppressing the surrounding void like a calm ocean, and most of the dangers are blocked out.

And for nearly a hundred years, for some unknown reason, their protector, her light has become stronger and stronger.

The mighty coercion slowly suppressed countless voids that were not originally shrouded in it, turning them into her territory.

As a result, these Void Behemoth tribes have also been blessed by misfortune and have gained a wider living space.

The countless Void tribes who had become peaceful due to the expansion of their living space looked at the gods in the world membrane, and they all couldn't understand what these gods were doing.

Obviously, in recent years, the income of these gods has ushered in a big explosion, and the income has doubled and risen.

Shouldn't skyrocketing incomes be in a state of salted fish like they are?

How did it become more violent?

Every once in a while, a fight broke out.

Anyway, this is the first time they have beaten up human gods, the fifth or seventh time?

What bad things did those human gods do? Chased and beaten by the gods all day long.

I don't understand.

In the Minotaur God Realm, the five gods of the Minotaur clan, looking at their steadily growing faith, are smiling and smiling, and at the same time, they are also increasing their support for the Minotaur clan in the mortal world.

Of course, the warships sent to beat the human gods, they also directly strengthened a wave.

The humans on the other side are too unruly, and they have to be hammered hard to make them sensible and not mess around.

On the battlefield where the mortal army of the Minotaur and the army of humans are at war.

The legendary king of the minotaurs, looking at the oracle sent by the priest, looked at it respectfully.

Immediately roared, he led his 40 million Minotaur army to kill the human army on the opposite side.

The oracle said: Regardless of casualties, beat the humans on the other side.

So now he has to teach the human army on the other side a hard lesson.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The vast army of minotaurs flooded the land.

Columns of minotaurs, dressed in pitch-black armor and armed with iron axes and maces, marched slowly and in unison towards the front.

The earth trembled at the sound of their footsteps, countless transcendent spiritual lights shook away the dark clouds in the sky, and under the sunlight, there were reluctant faces.

No war without military merit is willing to be fought by dark creatures, and of course neither are they, the Minotaurs.

After learning that the war was over and there were no military merits.

They were originally desperate, but at this time, they were still able to line up in a neat formation to fight.

But the desperate mind can be said to be nothing.

It's all perfunctory, it's a good thing to win, it's nothing to lose, anyway, the human soldiers on the opposite side can't outrun their group of minotaurs, they can escape anytime and anywhere.

On the distant land, the 60 million human army slowly marched forward, and they were wearing leather armor, just like the minotaur opposite, and they didn't have any desperate thoughts at all.

Whoever knows that his compatriots are being sent into battle by the rulers in waves, and the warriors of the Dragon Alliance on the opposite side are slaughtered, and the morale is not high.

Now they just want to hurry up and go home for dinner.

About 100 million armies belonging to the two sides collided together.

They wielded their weapons and struck at the shields in front of them with five points of force.

You strike my shield, and I will slash at this knife of yours so that you will not be hurt.

Turn-based games have appeared unreasonably on the battlefield.

The legendary Minotaur King looked at the countless Minotaur warriors below who were unable to work, and chose to ignore them selectively.

It's not that he doesn't want his minotaur warriors to fight hard.

It was the sudden news of the end of the military war, and the blow to the opponent was too great.

Especially the group of bullheads who slashed and killed military exploits on the battlefield after the order at the end of the war was issued, and they were so angry that they almost used knives against their superiors.

It can be said that if it weren't for him, a legend and his own extraordinary legion, he had absolute power and could suppress these minotaur legions under his command.

At this moment, they would have already picked up their knives and rebelled.

Therefore, even if these guys under his command do not contribute on the battlefield, he can only turn a blind eye.

The battlefield became strange, tens of millions of troops were consumed on the battlefield, but few people died.

When it was dawn they continued to fight, and when it was dark, they turned around and went back to their camp to eat and drink, trying to support themselves and their own forces.

All of a sudden, the logistics supply of the two giant forces of the Dragon Alliance and the Human World suddenly doubled, and the logistics department became anxious.

The square of the Minotaur army.

One by one, the minotaurs held their basin-sized super rice bowls, and silently lined up in front of the panda man aunt to cook for themselves.

Aunt Pandaren scooped the large spoon into the rice bucket, and a spoonful full of nuts, breadfruit, and some meat grains was scooped out.

Looking at the basin-sized rice bowl that the minotaur applied for on the other side, Aunt Panda Man silently used her signature move and shook the spoon.

Large swaths of food fall back into the bucket from the spoon.

The minotaur instantly widened his bull's eyes and said angrily, "How can you be like this?"

"I've been on the battlefield for a day, do you want to starve me to death if you keep shaking like this?"

Aunt Panda Man glanced at the roaring minotaur, and then looked at the other party's bull head that didn't even sweat, and the panda's hand trembled.

Half of the food on top of the spoon fell down.

Bang dang!

The sound of a spoon slapping rice into the basin sounded.

A spoonful of a pound of food was sent into the minotaur's rice bowl.

The rice bowl sank down so hard that the minotaur warrior barely caught it.

Aunt Panda said coldly: "There is no blood, don't scold here, be careful that the old lady beats you."

The minotaur warrior looked at the panda man aunt who was two meters tall on the opposite side and whose arms were thicker than his legs, and then at himself who was only one meter eight and so weak.

silently hugged his rice bowl and walked towards the rear.

Those who know the times are good cows, but what can they do if they can't beat them?

The panda man on the opposite side said that if he dared to scold and scold, he would dare to hit him, so he really dared to hit him.

They are the Panda people, but the ace race in the hands of His Majesty has a large number of people, extraordinary numbers, and many legends, and is in charge of more than ninety percent of the food within the Dragon Alliance.

At the same time, he can farm, be a hoplite, a cavalry, a mountain soldier, and a sailor, and belong to a rare all-round player.

The most important thing is that they do everything well.

Therefore, they are highly valued by the Triumvirate, the rulers of their Dragon Alliance, and they are not comparable to their Minotaur clan.

In the case that he can't be beaten, he doesn't dare to be a thorn.

Of course, if you can beat it, you have to say something else.

After all, the dark race uses fists as the target of its own class.

The fist is not big enough, and it is difficult to do anything.

After a period of ** song, the cooking team continued to operate.

After receiving their food, the minotaurs began to eat and drink, and after eating as fast as they could, they immediately went to the rear to line up again.

The length of the line has not decreased, but the food in the rice bucket has become less and less.

Looking at the group of minotaurs who were queuing up while eating, Aunt Panda Man said with some annoyance: "A group of rice buckets, eat a lot, but use less force on the battlefield."

"All this food is wasted."

"If it weren't for Her Highness Eliza's request that they be fed, and allowed to add food to them, I would have too much food for a pound."

They are the Pandaren and are the growers of all the plantations within the Dragon Alliance today.

As food producers, they are sweating all the time.

In particular, the survival rule of their panda people is to harvest as much food as you do.

Therefore, they cherish food very much and do not see food being wasted.

Now this group of non-contributing guys are eating white rice here, which really makes her panda angry and can't wait to shoot them all to the ground.

Like Aunt Pandaren's thoughts, the Minotaurs actually feel that they are not good at eating white rice.

But they also have their own reasons, they are fighting for the Dragon Alliance, and they have traveled thousands of miles to risk their lives and fight with the humans on the other side, just to gain a little military merit and change their class.

As a result, halfway through, they were killing extremely fiercely, and when countless compatriots died, their military merits suddenly disappeared.

That really stimulated them to draw their knives and rebel.

If it weren't for the fact that they knew that they couldn't kill their own race kings, they would have used knives to get justice for themselves at this moment.

So they don't think it's a big deal to eat some rice for themselves.

Among them, nearly thirty percent of them have won one or three or four military merits in the human death strategy, and some have even won hundreds of military merits.

But because of the sudden news that the military merits were cancelled, only about one-tenth of them obtained the military merits before the order to end the war, and the remaining nine-tenths, the military merits obtained by risking their lives, turned into clouds and scattered flutteringly.

One can imagine how devastating those minotaurs were after learning that their military exploits were gone, and how much they wanted to cut people.

The ecstasy of obtaining military merits, the anger of being a slave after the military merits are invalid, that is an extreme situation that can make the minotaurs crazy.

One thought of heaven and one thought of hell, who can hold it?

In this case, why not eat some rice?

It was getting dark, and the bull-headed people, who had eaten enough, returned to their tents and fell asleep.

The panda people and aunts carried the rice buckets, returned to the kitchen where they were cooking, and began to rest.

In the middle of the barracks, the legendary Minotaur King and several other Minotaur Kings were frowning.

The most powerful Minotaur King said: "Our soldiers have a great opinion of us, especially those who have obtained military merits on the battlefield but have not fulfilled them because they have obtained military merits after the end of the war, and their anger is even more overwhelming."

"Now they are on the battlefield one by one, they don't work hard, but they eat more than one another, and the panda people have bigger opinions."

"It can't go on like this."

War is fought with morale, morale is strong, can be one against ten, low morale, you have to be others against ten.

They are not just ordinary warriors who have no morale now, but also extraordinary warriors.

As the strongest of the Minotaur clan, they have gained the most military merits on the battlefield, so their losses are also the greatest.

The loss is so big, it's no wonder that morale can be high.

At the beginning, on the battlefield, in order to obtain more military merits, improve your rank, in order to obtain more blood sacrifice energy, and improve your strength.

Extraordinary powerhouses, but the first wave rushed to the front to play life and kill forward.

As a result, halfway through the killing, the military merits that he had worked so hard for were gone.

One can imagine how confused, angry, and wanted to cut people at that time.

Of course, compared to the loss, the loss of these kings of the race is the greatest.

As a second-order transcendent legion, they can burst out with demigod-level power, and every time they make a move, the sky is shattered, and the military merits they obtain are all measured in 10,000.

The abrupt end of the war wiped out more than ninety percent of their military exploits.

That's second, as the king of the race, they have to think about the whole race.

In order to get more cannon fodder and more military merits on the battlefield, they relaxed the birth restriction a few years ago.

As a result, the population has increased by one-half, and now they have one-third of the population who cannot support it.

That's the real big problem, a civil war broke out if it didn't work well.

The king of the minotaurs, whose body was extremely strong and four meters high, patted his somewhat honest head and said, "What else can I do?" Without military merit, those cubs are more and more useless one by one. ”

"If you want them to work hard, it's not easy to do it without military merit."

"Especially now, after they have been cheated for a wave, they can't do it without military merit."

"In the past, we could rely on other things to make them fight the battlefield, but now because the blow is too big, they have all become salted fish."

"If you don't come to be ruthless, the other party won't drive it."

"And now that it's ruthless, I'm afraid that even our transcendent legions may rebel."

"They're also the ones who have the most to lose."

The six minotaur kings looked at each other a few times, and they were really annoyed by the terrible situation in front of them, with only one tendon in their heads.

The Minotaur are a powerful race in the Dragon Alliance.

The military merits are as high as 200 million, the plantation is one billion acres, the population is close to three billion, the king of the race is six, the legend is eighteen, and the legend level combat power is twenty-four.

There are more than 100 first-order transcendent legions, there are twenty-four second-order transcendent legions, and even the third-order transcendent legions have been secretly formed by them, giving their race a demigod-level peak combat power.

A proper overlord-level race.

The humans in the western realm are only half a catty to eight taels with them, and they are a little stronger than them, which shows how strong they are.

However, ninety percent of their combat effectiveness is on the Transcendent Legion.

With the help of the Transcendent Legion, they were able to burst out with a power comparable to that of a demigod.

Without an extraordinary legion, even if it is the peak of legends, it is impossible for the combat strength to reach the demigod level, and a second-order transcendent legion can beat them to the ground.

Therefore, they must pay attention to the opinions of the Transcendent Legion, especially the only third-order Transcendent Legion, which they only have to attach importance to.

At this time, a female minotaur king spoke, "Otherwise, we will use the small treasury."

"There should also be the fiefs of 20 million military merits obtained by those old and dead military merit winners, and the fiefs brought by the more than 30 million military merits owned by us race kings."

"Divide those fiefs and distribute them to those who have been harsh on their military merits, and there should still be more than 30 million military fiefs left."

"Use these fiefdoms of more than 30 million military merits as a reward for the war, and the morale should come back immediately."

The lifespan of life is limited, especially the lifespan of ordinary life.

The lifespan of ordinary minotaurs is about forty years, and there are always those who have not been very talented in military merit, and they can only meet the end of their lives if they cannot break through to the transcendent level to continue their lives.