"Their bottom line is definitely much lower than you think, but their forcible blocking will only make the grievances below deeper and deeper, and once they break out, they will be burned to pieces." Gavin had faith in the greed of the warlords and nobles, and they would make a fool of themselves.

In this country, some things have rotted to the bone, to the extent that they can't be completely shattered.

"As long as there is enough financial support, this spinning mill can be continuously expanded day and night, and even further expansion, can you digest it over there?" Zalanda asked, a little worried.

Cotton yarn is only a semi-finished product, and it is not impossible to sell, but compared to the value of woven into cloth, it is not the same.

"Since I've seen your side, I'll take you to see the situation on my side." Gavin didn't explain, but was ready to make Zalanda's seeing believing.

Directly dragged her to activate the Misty Noel Teleportation Technique, and entered the ghost textile factory on the negative thirty-third floor of the Tower of Domination.

They moved, and they didn't seem to move.

Because the sound of the machine echoing in the ears is very similar, it is all the sound of clattering mechanical rolling.

It's just that the sound here is denser than that of Dalauma's spinning mills, and the sight of the rows of neatly arranged log machines is the eye.

Most of them sit idle there.

Only a small part of it went into production, and a dark shadow circled around the machine.

Not only were the weavers strange, but so was the machine, which had no yarn or any drive, and it clicked and rattled, and then little by little it spat out the fine black cloth that was indistinguishable from the void.

Although it was the first time they had seen it, Zalanda matched them with a series of nouns, the ghost textile factory that Nicole often whispered in her ear, and the vision lived up to its name, and the timid people could enter it and be scared to death.

The same situation brings people a completely different feeling.

On Dalauma's side, the clatter of machinery gives people a sense of vitality and full of the illusion of intense power.

Here, however, the clattering sound of machinery gives people a hollow and cold feeling, and the surrounding area is full of death.

Gavin pointed to the looms that had not yet been put into production, and said: "I have the machinery ready, and the workers are already in place, just waiting for a large amount of cotton yarn over there to be in place, as long as the cotton yarn is in place, it will rotate here, not only to produce ordinary canvas in large quantities, but also to produce semi-magic cloth shadow cloth in large quantities."

My next step is to set up a garment factory to produce finished clothes in large quantities. ”

"Are you going to eat the entire industrial chain from beginning to end?" Zalanda's eyes widened and said, "Your garment factory is not also going to use these ghost workers to build a ghost garment factory, right?" ”

It is an extremely awkward thing to think about the dead making clothes for the living.

Gavin shook his head and said: "There are also restrictions on my recruitment of ghost workers, not as many as I want, a ghost textile factory has already accounted for the majority of resources, and it will have to continue to expand in the future, there is no way to draw more ghost workers out, and the garment factory is an intensive industry without too much technical content, you can directly build an ordinary factory, and when the time comes, whether it is Darauma or the valley, you can build a garment factory, and you can also create more jobs." ”

Had it not been for the perfect combination of the Tower of Domination and the Vizeme Manor, which had increased its carrying capacity tenfold, the Shadow Weaver would have been much smaller, producing only magical cloth, not ordinary cloth.

Even the current production layout is temporary, and it will be adjusted according to the scale of production, especially Gavin's needs.

When there are enough manpower and material resources, it is very likely that ordinary cloth production will also be dismantled and ordinary textile factories will be built.

"Then I'm looking forward to your new moves." Zalanda believes that Gavin's garment factory must be different from what he knows, and maybe it will bring new surprises to him.

"I've seen the lord, I've seen the lady." Daphany silently appeared not far from the two, "There is an urgent military matter that needs to be handled by the lord himself. ”

"What urgent military affairs?" Gavin raised his eyebrows, the drow elves are moving again? When did they become so efficient in their actions?

"This ......," Dafanie involuntarily glanced at Zalanda.

Gavin waved his hand, "Lady Zalanda is not an outsider, though. ”

Only then did Daphany speak, "The Bloodclaw Legion has arrived on the left, and the Bloodclaw General is in the Tower of Domination. ”

"It's finally here." Gavin had an unconcealed smile on his face, and a boulder hanging over his heart finally landed.

Don't look at him, he swore to Zalanda and Nora that the Goblin Legion led by Bloodclaw would definitely come as promised, and even made a bet with Nora.

But instead of convincing others, it's about strengthening your own confidence.

This kind of thousand-mile transfer, especially if you don't personally lead the team, has too many variables.

Whether they keep their covenant or not is only one aspect, if they provoke people who shouldn't be provoked in the middle of the road, and they are exterminated by others, it is not a strange thing.

After all, they belong to an out-and-out monster army, and the kind that brings relatively limited food supplies need to be solved by themselves along the way.

Could it be that you are counting on them to trade?

Definitely directly from the local natives – raiding methods.

Although before leaving, Gavin had repeatedly explained that the blood claw should try to provoke those intelligent races as little as possible, especially those human cities, and try to detour as much as possible, because if you are not careful, it will be to stab the hornet's nest.

But when they get to the road, they'll have to do it cheaply.

Now that the kite with the broken string has finally flown to its destination, he can take the opportunity to tie the string.

"Let's go and have a look." Gavin sensed the location of the blood claw slightly, and without saying anything, he dragged Zalanda directly in front of the goblin warlord.

As if sensing a fluctuation in magic, the goblin warlord took a step back, his back against the crystal wall, his sword unsheathed.

But in the next second, he inserted it back at a faster speed, put his sword in both hands, and said loudly: "The blood claw has seen the lord." ”

"Please get up, please get up, General Bloodclaw, please get up." Gavin hurriedly stepped forward to personally support the goblin warlord, patted his thick arm affectionately and said, "Come, come, let me introduce you to each other, this is Lady Zalanda, the lord of Dalauma, this is Lady Dalaw, this is Lady Dalaw, the head of internal affairs of Misan Noel, this is the Bloodclaw General I often mention to you, we didn't know each other at the beginning, and in the future, there will be many places where the three of you need to work together." ”

Gavin's extraordinary enthusiasm flattered the goblin warlord.

In the rocks, Gavin gave him enough respect, but he clearly sensed that there was still caution in that respect, at least he would never show his back to himself.

Now it's different, regardless of the race, hugging his shoulders affectionately, like relatives and friends who have been separated for many years.

But on second thought, it seems reasonable that this situation has occurred.

After all, he was thousands of miles away, and he led the army to come according to the agreement, and he had already confirmed his loyalty to him.

"It's my greatest honor to have the help of General Bloodclaw." Zalanda's face also had unconcealed joy.

Although the goblin warlord was not loyal to her, it was about the same, and it gave her hope that the scourge of the goblins in the marching mountains would be solved once and for all.

After getting to know each other and sitting down again, Gavin couldn't help but ask with concern, "Your speed is not slow, where did you come from?" ”

From the time they set off to the present, it has only taken twenty-two days to fight and complete, and the distance between the two places in a straight line is more than 1,200 kilometers, and they have to walk at least more than 2,000 kilometers to make a detour.

Bloodclaw sat down and explained succinctly: "After we left the land of the Three Rivers, we went straight to Sambia, occupied a fishing village on the coast, and used their fishing boats to cross the Longhu Strait overnight, cut directly into the Giant Plains from the vicinity of Ivanthor, and then arrived along the Silminster Forest, and just arrived here, I heard about the prestige of the lord here, so I took it upon ourselves to find it, the lord is really very human, do extraordinary things, no matter where he goes, he can move the world. ”

Bloodpaw's admiration for Gavin came from the heart.

If it is said that this time a thousand miles of troops, he did not move at all, it is impossible.

After all, being subordinate to others and having absolute autonomy are completely different things.

But when it really worked, I found that there were many difficulties.

The True God's Blood Oath's ability to bind ordinary goblins is far greater than the Blood Claw imagined.

After all, the temptation of power, for them, is relatively small.

Because whether or not they follow the Bloodclaws to betray, they will eventually be subservient to others and carry great risks.

This is just an internal cause, if he really wants to do it, as long as he gives Bloodclaw a period of time, he can replace the entire army with cronies who are willing to follow his betrayal, after all, he has direct control of this army, not to mention the rise and fall is only in his own thoughts, and even the power of life and death is in his own hands.

But there is also a powerful external factor that cannot be ignored, and that is Gavin's unbelievable methods and ubiquitous influence.

He had seen the terrifying size of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree with his own eyes, and he had seen with his own eyes the heritage of Gavin's Dragon Oak Collar over there, just like an iceberg hidden on the water, what outsiders saw was only a small corner, and the bigger one was lurking under the surface of the water.

The two fights between myself and him, all of which hit my head and bleed, is not an accident, but an inevitability.

From beginning to end, the two are not on the same order of magnitude, whether it is the speed of development or the pattern of development.

Just when he racked his brains, through war, to expand his influence, and recruit goblins and goblins.

People have long broken the shackles of race and expanded their influence among other races.

In just a month or two when he was hidden in the snow, as soon as he turned his head, he expanded his own territory on the human side.

One elf midsummer night, an unlimited teleportation, teleported them hundreds of kilometers from the rocky to the valley.

After setting off from the valley, I thought that the sky was high and the birds could fly, and the sea was wide with the fish jumping.

only to suddenly find that the influence of the other party is everywhere.

From the mouths of the Sambian humans, they heard the spell-like name over and over again.

Rise to the millionaire nouveau riche with magic wine.

A dragon slayer with no transcendent class rank.

With a nine-ring spell, the man who took revenge on the storm and destroyed the Sambian mercenaries.

It wasn't until after crossing the Dragon's Bay that the sound faded.

But as soon as he crossed the Plain of the Giants, the name popped up again, and the closer he got to Tether, the louder the name became.

The man behind the scenes of Zalanda, the Chosen Chosen Woman, the Goddess of Strategy, the Victorious General, and the Lord of Dalauma.

Destroyer of the Temple of the Primordial Temple of Moando, the god of corruption and corruption.

The reboot of the lost elven city of Lost Elf Myth Noel.

When they heard the description of the Mother Dragon Oak Tree, Bloodpaw knew that this was not the same name, that this Gavin was Pigavin, and that the sacred tree was the Mother Dragon Oak Tree they had been staying with before.

In the short time they had set out from the valley to Tesser, they had already completed a new strategic layout, and a city was waiting for them here.

The pace of development is staggering.

Bloodclaw would betray such an existence unless it was brain-dead.

It is the wisest choice to unswervingly follow him and ride the wind, and the little thing that leaks from the other party's fingers is more and bigger than what he racked his brains to develop.

As long as you arrive with the troops and return to your life, the other party's trust in you will skyrocket.

As it turned out, Gavin's attitude towards his affection was clear, which was not treated before.

Gavin didn't know that there were so many thoughts tumbling in the mind of the almost stereotyped goblin warlord with a serious expression in front of them.

Gavin and Zalanda, in particular, couldn't help but glance at each other, they had been discussing Dalauma's immigration route before, and now a ready-made intelligence agent had arrived at the door.

Gavin immediately asked, "Is it okay for you to get from Avanetor to Tesser?" ”

"Let's go." Bloodclaw couldn't help but grin, "Along the way, the road is very smooth, the supplies are very sufficient, not only has enough food, but also has a steady stream of soldiers, all the way down, the total strength of the Bloodclaw Legion not only did not lose half a point, but increased by more than five hundred, and now has five hundred goblin wolf cavalry and 1,500 elite infantry, plus two thousand goblin miscellaneous servants." ”

Hiss!

Bloodclaw's answer caused both Gavin and Zalanda to gasp.

In just a few words, they heard a strong smell of blood.

What the hell is it to go?

This Bloodclaw Legion didn't come over, but the kind that killed along the way, with a rolling head.

Bloodclaw didn't say that the total number of troops he had just said had not been lost in the slightest, and he didn't say that the troops he had brought from the rocks had not been lost in the slightest.

Instead, the new blood was exchanged for the old blood, and the goblins collected along the way were supplemented into the Blood Claw Legion, and even like the ordinary Goblin Legion, the goblin miscellaneous servants were directly recruited.

The legion composed of two thousand goblins and two thousand goblins is a powerful force to be reckoned with in any place.

"General Bloodclaw did a great job, even better than I thought." The only thing Gavin could do was send his words of praise.

This also confirms the military command ability of the blood claw in disguise, and the number of troops is increased instead of decreasing, which is not something ordinary people can do.

While this has something to do with the goblins attaching themselves to the strong ones, the premise is that you prove that you are the strong ones and that they are worthy of following, otherwise they are more interested in enslaving you.

Gavin thought about it for a moment, and told the truth: "Don't hide it from General Bloodclaw, I have reached an agreement with the city lord of Zalanda that there will be a large migration from this place, no less than ten thousand, if you follow your old path, do you think it is feasible?" ”

Since the other party has confirmed his loyalty, he should not live up to this loyalty.

He was ready to gradually incorporate Bloodclaw, and his Bloodclaw legion, into his vast plans.

People are not static, even Gavin.

He had maintained a strong sense of defense against both the Dog Demon and the Bloodclaw.

To some extent, it is a lack of confidence in one's own strength.

In fact, the easiest way to deal with this kind of orderly and evil existence that naturally admires the strong is to keep yourself strong, a kind of strength that they look up to and can't give birth to a heart to catch up, they are naturally loyal, and it is very useful.

Two-thirds of Gavin's most comfortable use at the moment are the proverbial evildoers, Daphine, the Dog Demon, and now Bloodclaw.

As his feats grew, so did his courage and self-confidence, as evidenced by the change in his attitude towards the Blood Claw.

From the very beginning, defense is more than useful, to the use of company defense and belt for the large-scale deployment of troops for thousands of miles, to the current preparation entrusted to reuse.

"A Thousand Miles of Immigration?" The big goblin warlord poker also had a surprise on his face that couldn't be concealed.

Thousands of miles of troop mobilization is legendary enough.

He is now going to have a thousand-mile emigration, I dare not say that it is unprecedented, but it is definitely rare, and it is estimated that only the lord in front of him can do this.

But it is undeniable that once successful, the benefits are also huge.

This will directly turn a wasteland into a human domain, and forge new cities.

But thousands of miles of immigrants and thousands of miles of troops are two different natures, especially the human race, the perennial life behind the city wall, so that most of them are not even as good as a goblin fool in the wilderness.

In particular, his lord's attitude towards his subordinates is different from their attitude towards his subordinates, he will not treat them as consumables, he must want to take them from here to the valley.

After thinking things through thoroughly, Bloodclaw cautiously spoke: "It's not that there are no flaws here, many places are overgrown with weeds, especially the Giant Plains, where it seems to be shrouded in strange laws, not only are the size of many creatures half a size to a model larger than ordinary, even the size of plants is not quite consistent with the ordinary, in many places, even the wolf cavalry will be swallowed by weeds, it is very easy to ambush, and it is easy to be ambushed, and most of our troops are replenished here." ”

(End of chapter)