Those big goblins with tribes, from birth, have undergone the harshest military training, and it is their duty and instinct to obey orders, even if it is an order to surrender that makes them extremely humiliating, they do not hesitate to carry it out.

When the most elite two hundred goblin wolf cavalry jumped off their mounts, threw away their weapons, and knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands, the other goblins did the same.

No one raised objections to the matter, everything was natural.

Including the monsters who followed Gavin and Strina to fight, they all made the same move, not to mention those who escaped, even if they stole away.

Faced with this situation, not to mention Strina, they were surprised.

Even the initiator of the bloody claw looked incredulous, when did he have such a great appeal among these vassal soldiers?

Or was it intimidated by the two dragons hovering in the air?

Compared to these two, Bloodclaw believed that everything was because of the half-elf in front of him, and he seemed to exude a strange magical power, which made him involuntarily feel close.

If Bloodclaw had never known him, he might have believed that this was the other party's natural charm.

But although the two did not fight directly, they fought indirectly, but no less than three times - the smuggling of the trapped tribe Chen Cang, the retreat outside the Heijing tribe, and the escape of the ambushed young red dragon.

He hadn't been in the other party before, and he had this strange feeling.

Most of the time, when I think about it, it's gritted teeth.

He was coerced by the Black Grim Reaper and became a vassal of the war everywhere, before that, he put all the blame on Gavin, and before that, he used attacking the black well and taking Gavin as a reason to persuade the young Red Dragon, which was not purely a rhetoric, but he really wanted to do it.

Now the mood has changed inexplicably, no matter how you think about it, it's more like a magic effect.

The blood claw swept over the bodies of the other vassals with the afterglow of his eyes, and judging from their expressions, it was obvious that they had been hit by the same magic, but they didn't have this kind of before and after comparison, so they didn't notice it.

Bloodclaw couldn't help but be startled, and had to once again overturn the understanding of the half-elf in front of him, who had just been generated, and at the same time secretly rejoiced that he had made another extremely wise decision.

From the very beginning, he surrendered sincerely, and he was not prepared to play any fake surrender drama, otherwise he really didn't even know how to die - because under the influence of this magical effect, no one knew how many people would respond to his call to attack, and there would be vassals who would face their swords at him.

Gavin didn't expect that the Blood Claw would be able to perceive the invisible influence of the Silver Destiny Milestone, but even the spellcasters of the Lord of Virginia were not aware of it.

It's not Bloodclaw, it has more insight than the Virginian Lords.

Rather, his situation is more special than that of the Virginian lords.

After all, the lords of Virginia, who were Gavin's allies from the beginning, have a certain foundation of favorability, and after the victory, it is logical to increase their feelings, and the emotional influence of the fate milestone infiltrates them silently - strangers don't think much about it, at most they are born with a good feeling.

Bloodclaw was originally hostile and hateful to Gavin, but he turned into a good impression of Gavin, so he naturally had doubts, and then compared the difference between before and after.

The differences are compared.

Not only did it not change Bloodclaw's mind, but it strengthened his belief.

Raising his hand, he slowly walked dozens of meters away from Gavin, knelt on one knee, and said in a loud voice: "Bloodclaw Clan, the leader of the Blood Claw Tribe, is willing to lead all the clansmen to swear allegiance to the leader of Gavin, I am willing to swear in the name of the Almighty Magrubit, I will never betray, what the Lord is pointing at, and we will not retreat, and I will never give up." ”

"I will swear in the name of Magrubit the Almighty......"

"I Will ...... as the Almighty"

The elite cronies behind Bloodclaw were the first to follow him and swear an oath, and then those big goblin vassal soldiers were also driven.

In the end, the entire Black Death camp converged into a majestic voice at the same time.

"I would like to swear in the name of Magrubit the Almighty, that I will never betray you, and that what the Lord points to will do is what we want, only advance and not retreat, and never give up."

Rumble!

The surrounding flames made a strange explosion.

The blood on the battlefield actually floated into the sky against common sense, dyeing the surroundings a blood-red.

No, it wasn't the blood of the dead, it was the goblin who swore an oath to Gavin, and there were wisps of blood floating out of his body.

A low, bell-like voice rang out in the air, "The contract has been made." ”

In the next second, the blood turned into a rain of blood and fell, accurately falling on each of the big goblins who had sworn an oath.

All the big goblins, at this moment, trembled and fell to their knees, repeating in a more pious and fanatical voice, the oath they had just taken.

This is no longer an oath, this is a prayer.

It is a prayer to Magrubit the Almighty, the god of all goblin creatures.

Not to mention them, even if it was the initiator Bloody Claw, he didn't expect that his regular oath would attract the attention of Margarrubit himself, and he would actually get the true god's blood oath witnessed by the true god.

In the true existence of the true god of Faeron, the true god blood oath, although rare, is not too rare, and the conditions to be achieved are not high or not, and low or low.

Condition one, that is, the number of people who swear an oath at the same time is sufficient, this is related to the level of divine power of the gods, the higher the level of divine power, the fewer people who need to take the oath.

For those with great divine power, five hundred people are enough.

Those with medium divine power should have at least a thousand people.

For those with low-level divine power, two thousand are needed.

Those who are weaker in divine power are at least five thousand.

The second condition is that the person who takes the oath together must be sincere and sincere, from the heart, if there are too many selfish thoughts, it is difficult for the gods to perceive, or say, not to witness the blessing.

The first one is easy to do, but the second one is difficult.

This is usually the case in the more fanatical religions, where the faith is sworn and the true God is sworn by.

Like the one in front of you, for a lord, it is extremely rare.

If this is the case, it is equally understandable to put it on an old lord who has ruled them for many years and has a great reputation.

But in the case of a lord who they didn't know at all before and had just taken refuge, the situation was a bit incredible, even incredible.

The Virginia Lords and Strina, those of them who knew something about the True God's Blood Oath, almost popped out their eyes, and looked at Gavin as weird as they were, not as weird as they looked at a person they knew, but at a monster.

It's just that at this moment, Gavin is dressed in sealed armor, exuding dazzling light, with a spear in one hand and a long sword in the other, and the blood on it is still dripping, like a god of war who has just descended to earth, and he can't see his face clearly.

The initiator under the mask was actually shocked.

He didn't expect that it would trigger the True God Blood Oath.

But he, knowing the root of the problem, hurriedly invested his consciousness on the silver destiny milestone.

Sure enough, there was a new change in this.

A line of small blood-red letters, in the form of supplementary instructions, appeared at the bottom.

True God Blood Oath: Margarrubit, the god of the goblin race and the Almighty, has witnessed and blessed the oath of piety, and those who break this oath will be punished by his god after death.

Blood Oaths: 1,238 Goblins and 38 Goblins Bears.

This natural favor, it turns out that this is how it is used, and the biggest benefit of this is waiting for him here.

It seems that even a milestone of fate is an introduction, and there are many hidden benefits behind it, which must be dug out by yourself.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a blood claw by mistake, this benefit would not have been known if it was missed in vain.

Suddenly, Gavin looked at Bloodclaw's gaze differently.

No, the gaze of the big goblins is different.

In the past, I always felt that these big goblins had hideous faces, extremely ugly, and did all kinds of evil.

Now, I feel that they have a hard face, a solemn expression, and a proper appearance of iron-blooded soldiers.

"All the wolf cavalry, pick up their weapons, mount the horses in pursuit, and kill all those jackals who do all kinds of evil, with a limit of ten kilometers, regardless of whether there are targets or not, they can return to this place.

All infantry, clean up the battlefield on the spot, rescue the wounded non-gnolls, all gnolls, hyenas, kill on the spot, whether or not they are eroded by the power of the abyss. Gavin immediately gave a new battle order.

If there is no True God Blood Oath, even if there is a silver destiny milestone.

Not to mention leading this group of surrenderers to pursue, he will have a headache about how to place and co-opt them.

Not anymore.

Limited by the blood oath of the true gods, they are only afraid of being more loyal to themselves than most kobolds, and they don't have to worry about them leaving the camp and fleeing in all directions, never to return.

Bloodclaw was the first to stand up, not even wearing armor, picked up his weapon, turned over and jumped on the fierce wolf mount, and roared, "The wolf cavalry attacked. ”

Roar!

All the goblins, roaring, picked up their weapons, and jumped onto the Ferocious Wolf mount.

Gavin summoned the young bronze dragon down, and then jumped onto the saddle of the dragon with a fairy step, following them.

The number of goblin wolf cavalry is not large, and it is only in their early three hundreds.

But the momentum of the sortie is quite amazing.

The big goblins who can become wolf cavalry are all carefully selected, even in the big goblins, the size is amazing, with an average height of more than two meters.

The mount under the crotch is not an ordinary wild wolf or a wolf, but a fierce wolf with a huge size.

The only thing that is not beautiful is that the equipment on them is varied.

There are scales, leather armor, leather armor, and even no armor.

As for the weapons, they are not uniform, spears, throwing spears, giant swords, long swords, two-handed axes, etc., which are not bad, and some of them hold simple homemade giant wooden sticks.

As a vassal soldier, the Black Reaper obviously didn't have the heart to equip them, and he didn't have so much equipment to equip them, after all, the rock was mineralized, but it was not smelted, and all kinds of equipment were relatively scarce.

Although they were carrying the height and weight of the big goblins, the footsteps of these ferocious wolves were still very light, and they landed silently, but the howls were one after another.

Between each other, the distance is very far apart, but the formation is maintained, but it is quite good.

Looking down from the air, this is the standard wolf pack hunting formation.

Compared to war horses, these giant wolves do have the disadvantage of consuming a lot of meat, but the fighting intelligence is lacking in herbivores.

There was no need for Gavin to command, and Bloodclaw knew very well how to give full play to the advantages of the Great Goblin Wolf Cavalry.

With twelve horsemen as a unit, they were soon divided into more than twenty battle squads, scattered, and swept along the ravines, ravines, ridges, and ridges of the rocky land, and those routes that were easy to escape.

It seems that they have separated, but through the wolf howl, echoing each other from afar, the advance is very rhythmic.

When a battle occurs in a combat squad, the three or four surrounding combat squads immediately hear the sound and quickly advance in the direction where the battle is taking place.

War is peace, no war is divided.

Those black death jackals who broke and fled, regardless of whether they were scattered or piled up, could not stand this kind of wolf pack siege tactics at all, plus the collapse of their will, they could not organize resistance at all, and soon dozens of them were bitten and killed.

No wonder Cormier's purple dragon cavalry, when it comes to the big goblin wolf cavalry in the rocks, also frowned.

Another advantage of the wolf cavalry is that it is relatively adaptable to the terrain, especially the rocky terrain.

Many terrains are insurmountable for war horses, and the wolf cavalry can go up with a single jump.

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