Chapter 317 Pray for the coming of war

  In the middle of the western region, in a nut tree plantation near a big river.

  A kobold warrior who looked quite strong looked at the big family in front of him, a little bit confused after becoming a kobold warrior with a smarter dog head.

   "Why does it feel like my house has more dog heads, 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 are there not enough fingers?"

  Looking at the few dog heads in front of him after counting all the two dog paws and ten fingers, the kobold warrior couldn't help it.

Kobold is a cannon fodder soldier with strong fertility, easy to feed, and can mine. His IQ has not been very high, and he can learn to count. This is already the improvement brought to him by the improvement of his life level after being a kobold warrior. up.

   But that's all.

  Although he is a kobold warrior, his military rank is only a soldier. Relying on his own five-acre fief, it is already the limit to pile himself up to the kobold warrior.

  Now the annual output of his fiefdom is simply not enough for him to advance towards the second-tier kobold hero.

   And he is also a little old. After a kobold becomes a kobold warrior, his life expectancy is only about sixty years.

   Now, forty years have passed since His Majesty Ace fell asleep, plus the previous life, he is already forty-nine years old, and his life has only the last ten years left.

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

   "Why are there so many dog ​​heads?"

   "My fief is only five acres. According to what the priest said, the annual grain harvest is only a little over 2,500 catties."

   "After handing over 1,250 catties to the ten husband, the remaining grain for myself is only 1,250 catties."

   "As a kobold warrior, I need 500 catties of food every year to maintain my strength, and the three slave warriors also need 200 catties of food every year, and the rest is more than 150 catties."

   After some calculations, the kobold warriors found that their own kobolds had far exceeded the carrying capacity of their fiefdom.

   If he doesn't do anything else, he, the kobold warrior, and the three elite slave kobold warriors who will go to the battlefield with him after the outbreak of the war will all starve.

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

   As long as one hundred enemies are killed, he can become a centurion and have the qualifications for blood sacrifice.

   Once he obtains a large amount of blood sacrifice energy, with the help of decades of training, the second-tier kobold hero is 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 strongest three of the dozen or so kobolds and asked them to stand behind him.

  Looking at the group of his heirs and women who were two more than ten fingers left in front of him, the kobold warrior couldn't bear it.

   But when he thought of his aging body, and the news that the two majesties had awakened from his ten husband, and His Majesty Ace was about to awaken, he became ruthless again.

He has no choice. His Majesty Ace has never said that the fief can be hereditary. In other words, as long as he dies and loses a soldier with military merit, the fief that his family depends on will be destroyed. was taken away.

  Because they have no military exploits, they are slaves under the brutal and efficient absolute militarism rules of the Dragon Alliance, and slaves are not worthy of fiefdoms.

   Kicking them out now, is a no-choice option.

Otherwise, all the resources will be consumed on them. He, a kobold warrior, and the three Ada, Ah Er, and Ah San who have been trained as elite kobold fighters simply don't have enough food and resources for the next one. Prepare for war.

   And if you don't prepare for the next war, you will die on the battlefield, let alone gain a lot of military merit.

Not to mention anything else, at least the armor must be put together on the battlefield. A set of relatively sophisticated fish scale armor needs at least two thousand catties of food. Eat frugally, and only eat one-third of your fullness every day.

   Not to mention that shields, kobold scimitars, and kobold throwing guns are needed on the battlefield.

  The food consumed during training and combat is several times the food consumed in daily life.

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

  Early the next morning, the kobold warriors led the twelve confused kobolds towards the river not far away.

   Among the twelve kobolds, eight are young kobolds, born by his wife and one of his lovers within the past year.

On the bank of the river, a bustling small port is constantly handling all kinds of goods, swords, armor, scimitars, shields, wound stickers, ropes, backpacks, helmets, all kinds of war-related supplies, piles of Filled warehouses near the port.

   All kinds of races are walking fast in it.

  At the very edge of the port, a giant immigrant ship with a length of 100 meters and a width of 20 meters was docked on the shore, and densely packed dark races were lining up at the entrance and exit of the giant transport ship.

  Long queues are connected to this giant immigrant ship, and the end can't be seen at a glance.

  A week ago, Her Majesty Eliza had already opened the immigration route. Taking advantage of the characteristics of the western region being high in the east and low in the west, she used the canals opened by the various legions during the war and the rivers that existed in the western region to carry out large-scale immigration transportation.

   "Si, these younger brothers and sisters are entrusted to you. Remember, you are the dog of our dragon alliance. When you go overseas, except for those extraordinary people, other ordinary creatures are inferior to you."

   "Don't be cowardly. Once you get there, you will be a top-notch dog. You can't say that you become an extraordinary person. It is indeed no problem to live a wealthy life."

   At the front of the long line, the kobold warrior who used his identity as a soldier to jump in line for his family, explained to Ah Si, the strongest among the twelve kobolds in front of him, one sentence at a time.

  The kobold warrior knew very well that this parting is likely to be a permanent parting.

  The other party’s going is a distance of tens of thousands of miles, and it takes four or five years to go back and forth. Not to mention that the Dragon Alliance strictly prohibits those below the third level who have gone to sea and returned to the mainland.

  He is just a kobold warrior now, and his military rank is only a soldier. Even if a war breaks out, he dares to ask for a centurion. As for being a thousand commander, he dare not even think about it.

And his family members, not to mention, in the system of the Dragon Alliance, they are a group of slaves without military achievements. If he hadn't protected them these years, they would have been starved from the moment they were born. die.

  Going overseas, although they have no military achievements, they are still slaves, but with the status of dog heads in the original mainland, they are naturally higher than ordinary life on other continents.

  When we get there, life will not be too bad no matter what.

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

  Kobold Ah Sigou had tears in his eyes, and he firmly clenched his dog-like hand and said firmly.

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

  His father's life has only the last ten years left. Ten years later, their kobold warrior family is about to usher in the most desperate moment.

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

  What his father is doing now is the only chance to make an upward leap while protecting them.

   "Woo! Woo! Woo!"

  The engine of the water element rotates in a circle, and a large amount of water spews out from the magic ring under the ship. The immigrant boat, which is 100 meters tall, roars down the river quickly along the water flow.

  Looking at his heir who went away, the kobold warrior sighed deeply.

  Carefully took out a bit of shredded tobacco from his pocket, and finally pressed the shredded tobacco into his bong, and lit it with fire.

  Ba Qingba took a breath.

  The strong smell of smoke enveloped the kobold warrior, his eyes were a little dull, and there was anticipation like a boiling flame.

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

   "I can't wait, forty years, I really can't wait."

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

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

  Military merit is everything, and those who have military merit are soldiers, and they are centurions, or ten thousand captains, and they are the kings of the race.

   Those who have no military merits are slaves.

   Even if it is the king of the race who is stronger than their kobolds, there is no such thing as a little way.

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

   But the result is that he has worked hard for three full years, no matter whether it is his family or his friends, all are madly resisting his decision.

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

And that kobold king was also hated by most legends because of this incident. Up to now, when all the old race kings are preparing to form their own third-order extraordinary legions, the opponent's second-order However, the Extraordinary Legion has shrunk a lot, and its strength has dropped drastically.

  Even a race king who has a second-tier extraordinary legion and can fight a demigod with one or two tricks can't shake the absolute militarization rules, which shows the firmness of the absolute militarization rules.

   Other existences who are weaker than him, want to improve their class through other methods other than military merit, and even think about it.

  Since the rules of absolute militarization appeared 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 gain military merit.

   As for the others, the three dragons will not allow it, and neither will the kings of the races at the second level of the pyramid.

  They are the biggest beneficiaries of this rule, breaking the rules is destroying their resource acquisition speed.

  Resources are everything to a group of powerhouses like them who are attacking demigods and even 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 is an exception.

   It's like there will always be some special people in the crowd, and they haven't made their position clear.

  Obviously, I was eating the fat meat that was continuously delivered from the assembly line with everyone, but when the other party was eating the meat, he picked up an ax and chopped the assembly line, trying to smash everyone's rice bowl and his own rice bowl.

   This is a bit too much.

  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. After killing the opponent, everyone will not mind building a big tombstone for his courage and even respect him.

  But if it is a person on the assembly line who is still eating the meat on the assembly line and chopping the assembly line with a knife, this is very different.

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

  The kobold warrior is calm on the surface, but his heart is frantically waiting for the horn of war to sound.

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

   Let him have another chance to change his destiny.

  He only has ten years to live. After the outbreak of the war, it will take a certain amount of time to enter the battlefield to gain military merit.

   Not to mention that after obtaining military merits, he still has to practice for a certain amount of time before 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 does not sound, he will almost be dead.

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

   He couldn't help being restless, not worried, desperately praying for His Majesty Ace, who can declare war, to wake up.

  Transparent color with strands of golden soul energy in the seawater, Ace's 30-meter giant is like a perfect transparent crystal dragon.

  Looking at the bottom of the sea, the energy of belief that is constantly rising upwards, the whole dragon fell into hesitation.

  Becoming a **** was no longer his pursuit after his small world broke through tens of millions of square kilometers.

  His pursuit is the most successful living body world in the void.

  The gods depend on the world to live. The stronger the world, the stricter the rules, the higher the quality of the soul, and the stronger the opponent's power.

  Now, his small world has exceeded 25 million square kilometers, which can be regarded as not a small world.

  If it continues to develop like this, the future is limitless.

  As for 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 **** with weak rules.

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

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

  But these free belief energies have to be used. He is greedy for money, and he is unwilling to give up any of his own property.

  (end of this chapter)