Chapter 379 The strong live, the weak die

   Add up to only about 30 billion, which is a fraction of the number of dark races.

   Among them, 20 billion are humans, 7 billion are dwarves, and the number of elves is only 3 billion.

Needless to say, the elves, even if they have a king who likes to throw out breeding potions crazily, the low birth rate is a flaw. In twenty years, their number has increased to three billion. The Fertility Goddess got four fertility artifacts to achieve the effect, and she has worked very hard.

As for the dwarves, with sufficient resources, they are also speeding up their reproduction. The seven billion tribesmen are already the result of their efforts. After all, when they took refuge in Ace, the tribes were only hundreds of thousands, one hundred Over the years, even if they saved seven or eight million people in the war, they were able to do so in such a short period of time.

  Increasing their number to seven billion, they have worked very hard, but now among their dwarves, five of the ten female dwarves are pregnant, and the remaining five are because they are underage.

  As for the human race, even if they were defeated, they were beaten by Ace in a fancy way, killing and injuring more than 90% of the population.

But the population base is there. After the war, the total number of humans who joined the Dragon Alliance has exceeded 10 billion. In 20 years, the number of people has doubled to 20 billion. With a speed that encourages reproduction.

  The combined number of light races and dark races is close to 700 billion.

  The strength of the various clans under him has skyrocketed to the extreme, and the blood sacrifice energy he harvests every year is also like mountains and seas.

   Not only is the quality much higher than before, but the quantity doubles every few years.

  The small world is in a state of being full all the time. More than 90% of the energy of the blood sacrifice is stored every year, and the small world can't finish it.

  Full of food and drink, he said that if he wants to go to war, he will wait until I grow strong enough to fully digest the benefits that the Dragon Alliance brings to me every year.

   Otherwise, the resource keeps skyrocketing, but he can't digest it and can only exist there. Wouldn't it become a resource gift bag dragon?

  This is not appropriate, how much ability can own so much property.

  If wealth is not matched, it will bring disaster for yourself.

   It’s like an ancient child walking on a street full of robbers holding a gold brick, looking for death.

  He attaches great importance to the life of the dragon. The sky is big and the earth is big, and the life is the biggest. He always stays away from dangerous things.

  Ace fell asleep comfortably.

  Elena and Elisa, who can’t digest the energy of the blood sacrifice every year, also said that we need a lot of time to digest, sleep very sweetly, and only wake up once a year when the energy of the blood sacrifice is collected.

  The three giants were sleeping soundly, trying to digest the huge blood sacrifice energy brought about by the soaring number of dependents.

  Outside, the dark races have ushered in a new reincarnation after the population has been raised to the limit.

  Under the Great Wall, in Garnier's territory.

  Garnier sat on a recliner in his small manor, looking at the big and small cats in front of him, with a total of more than five hundred big and small cats.

   My head is extremely painful.

   said with some distress: "My fief is only one hundred acres in total. If it is half full, I can only raise four hundred cat people at most."

   "And as an extraordinary person, my own consumption has to consume a quarter of the grain production of a hundred acres of land every year."

   "In addition to the 20 or 30 kittens that Master Wanfu and Master Qianfu gave me to eat, they are very capable of beating daughters-in-law. The kittens I can support here are really limited."

   "How can I raise these more than 500 cats?"

  In ten years, he had only more than 80 kittens at the beginning, but now he has more than 500 kittens, and most of them have grown up.

   And most importantly, his wives are still pregnant.

  The reason why he is able to raise these more than five hundred big cats and kittens now is because he has lowered the food quota again, from half a catty a day to three taels a day, so he can barely feed them.

  But it’s not an option to continue like this. They can’t get enough to eat every day, and these cats are meowing hungry one by one, and they have lost a lot of weight.

   Coupled with the constant stream of newborn kittens, the food share is likely to be even lower.

   Garnier looked at the first wife who was sent over by Mrs. Wan standing on his right, and said silently, "What do you think I should do now?"

   "The food is close to shortage. If this continues, my small territory will collapse sooner or later."

   "And wars will happen at any time, I must use limited food to raise a relatively elite army of descendants, so that they and I can gain more military exploits on the battlefield."

   "Use a knife to cut out pieces of territory for me and themselves!"

  Wars never start the moment a war breaks out.

  Under the rules of absolute militarization, it is either in the process of war or in the process of preparing for war.

  Every truce is actually preparing for the next war.

  He must gather resources to cultivate a relatively elite small catman army, so that he can gain more military exploits on the battlefield.

   Otherwise, if the resources are dispersed, with his current birth rate and his 100-acre plantation land, all the cats will not be able to eat enough, let alone practice.

The pattern-like strong big cat looked at her husband in front of her, and said in a low voice: "Garnier, we have no choice, either we must gather limited resources and create a small army of strong and tough catmen to follow. Expand the production space of the family during the war."

   "Either everyone will usher in collapse or even death in your small fief."

   "We must drive most of the kittens out of the territory, concentrate resources, and train soldiers."

  The strong catwoman like a pattern spoke every word in Garnier's heart.

  The strong cat girl like a pattern actually doesn't want to say that, because her body is slowly aging as time goes by.

  The lifespan of an ordinary cat person is only about 30 years. At the age of 15, she has already completed half of a cat's life.

   In a few years, her physical strength will be extremely weakened. At that time, she will become a useless cat. There is a high chance that she will be driven away, and finally die miserably in the outside world.

  It is the cats who are driven away today, and it is likely to be her who is driven away tomorrow.

   Facing the danger of death, who can remain indifferent?

   It's just that if she doesn't say it, there are catgirls who will.

  She took a look at the three big orange catgirls newly sent by her father, and the cat's teeth were almost gnawed.

  Garnier's life is not easy, and the large group of commanders and catmen above, their life is actually the same.

  Although their extraordinary levels kept rising under the influence of the blood sacrifice.

  But their territory is really limited, and the top blood of the entire cat clan is on them, and the race kings of the cat clan are eyeing them.

  If there are not enough five or six hundred cubs a year, the king of the race will meet them in person with a knife, and then they will be beaten.

   Facing the king of the cat-human race, with a sword of more than 500 meters, the commanders of the thousand and the commanders of the ten thousand were quite conscientious, and they gave birth to piles after piles.

   The result of this is that their own territory is also full.

  Now under their command, even the ten-man catman has the opportunity to marry the ten thousand-man catman's daughter.

  No way, too many cats.

  The commanders of thousands and even the kings of certain races with many births can only use this method to reduce the pressure on their territories.

   And their situation is actually pretty good, at least there are a lot of subordinates who can take over their female kittens.

  The situation is barely okay.

  But those ordinary soldier cat people, they actually have to drive away their four or five cat people cubs every year, and fend for themselves in the outside world.

  The reason is very simple, the food is really not enough for the cats to eat, if they are not driven away, these soldiers and cats will not be able to eat enough for themselves.

  The whole family of cat people, with more and more cats, there has been some confusion.

   Garnier looked deeply at the big cat and kitten in front of him with his head bowed.

   I can't bear it in my heart.

   Those kittens who were kicked out of the territory by their fathers in the outside world rarely survived a year.

  They can only wander in various territories, hoping that kind-hearted cat people can give them a little food.

  However, most cat people don’t have enough food for themselves, so where can we give them food?

  So, they could only rely on stealing, grazing, or leaving the cat-man kingdom directly, and were driven over by the pandaren in the plantations that had not been sealed off, and they were not allowed to steal even a single grain of food.

  In his territory alone, there were seven or eight cat people who swam from other places and starved to death in the forest this year.

  All of them were so hungry that they were all skinny and dead.

  The cat people who were kicked out of the territory, they are really miserable, they have no military merits, they are just slaves.

  In the Dragon Alliance, there is not even a piece of land that is unowned.

They are just slaves and have no source of food at all. Whether they are wandering in the territory of their cat people, or wandering in the unallocated plantations outside, or wandering in the territories of other races, the results are similar. .

  The cat people who starve to death every year can pile up a big mountain.

   Such a tragic fate, now it's the turn of his kitten.

  "All the adult cat people compete in martial arts to decide the outcome, the strong survive, and the weak are kicked out of the territory."

   "However, before being kicked out of the territory, I will give the kicked out food that can fill their stomachs within two months, and when they are finally kicked out of the territory, I will also give the kicked out food for a year."

  Garnier finally made up his mind and spoke humanely to more than 500 cats, big and small, standing in front of him.

  More than 500 cat people, big and small, panicked instantly, and the tragic fate of the cat people who were kicked out of the territory outside was vividly remembered.

   Either starved to death, or frozen to death, the luckiest, that is, other military winners saw her as strong, was married as a wife, and barely got warmth.

   But at that ratio, there may not be one cat in a thousand.

   They are in the territory, even if they can only eat a third of their fill, they still have a steady supply of food anyway.

   Occasionally, you can grab fish to eat, plus the bugs on the tree, and game such as rabbits and squirrels that pop out, you will never starve to death no matter what.

  More than five hundred big cats and kittens were trembling.

  I really don't want to be kicked out of the territory, because that means death, and no cat wants to die.

  But Garnier's power is not something they can resist. The cat hero can be worth one thousand. Even if the elite fighters form an array to fight, he can directly cut through the array formed by about 300 elite fighters.

   A complete killing machine.

   They, a group of rabble, are not enough to kill Garnier.

  More than 500 big cats and kittens, desperate in their hearts.

  But Garnier has completely relented.

  Either part of the cat people live as cubs, exercise and train their killing skills, wait for the war to come, and use knives to cut a piece of sky for themselves on the battlefield.

   Either everyone will starve to death together, and he doesn't want to be starved to death.

  The family he created cannot perish.

  As Garnier made up his mind, more than 350 adult kittens began the cruelest screening in an instant.

  In the end, only a hundred kittens, with their own powerful strength, obtained the qualifications to stay in the territory and train themselves as fighters.

   As for the other two hundred and fifty cats, a special area was set aside.

Garnier began to provide them with enough food for half a year, so that they could exercise their bodies very strong and increase their chances of surviving in the outside world. By the way, he also prepared a suit of relatively cheap Wooden armor and wooden spears, as their weapons.

   His wife with the most superb martial arts skills, a big orange cat girl sent by a captain, was also sent by him to teach them how to fight.

   And after half a year, before driving them out, he will also give these kittens a year's worth of food.

   One pile after another, this is the last thing he can do for them as a father.

   No matter how much more, he can't give it anymore.

  Although he is a cat hero, in front of the dragon alliance, a behemoth with more than three billion extraordinary people, he is just a mote.

  He is unable to resist the rules of the Dragon Alliance, and he does not want to resist, because he is a vested interest in the Dragon Alliance.

  One hundred acres of fiefdom that can support 400 cat people, he just killed 80 ordinary people and two first-order human powerhouses, and he easily obtained it.

   Without the Dragon Alliance, he never had such an opportunity in eight lifetimes.

   Half a year later.

   Two hundred and fifty-six adult catmen wearing wooden armor, six wooden spears in their backs, wooden shields in their hands, and a year's worth of food on their backs stood neatly in front of Garnier.

  Their eyes are extremely calm, and the graceful muscle lines are faintly visible in the gaps in their wooden armor.

  After a year of high-intensity training that can fill their stomachs, they have become qualified fighters.

   "Cats, you can only rely on yourself for everything you need in the future."

   "What I, Garnier, can do for you, has been done to the extreme."

   Garnier had tears in his eyes, and his heart was full of reluctance.

  Cats are not plants, how can they be ruthless?

   After all, he is a kitten who has been raised for more than ten years. Even if he holds a stone in his hand, he can have very rich feelings for more than ten years.

   Not to mention a group of kittens who have blood ties with him.

  Blood is thicker than water. Now that he has pushed them to the brink of death with his own hands, how can he not be sad?

   Facing Kania's reluctance and tears.

  The two hundred and fifty-six catmen in wooden armor fell silent.

  They knew very well that when they walked out of Garnier's territory, as slaves, they would no longer have an asylum, and death was a high probability.

   But you can't blame Garnier, Garnier gave them a fair chance of survival.

  Use force to decide who stays in the territory.

   They lost, so they should go.

  There is not enough food in the territory, every cat can be seen, plus there are a steady stream of younger brothers and sisters born.

  Their father had no choice.

   But even with so many reasons, they still feel extremely chilled in the face of their father's abandonment.

  The feeling of being abandoned is very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

   "Listen to my orders and march in line!"

"go ahead!"

  A black cat strode out from an army of 256 neatly lined up cat people, holding a rusty long knife in his hand, he said loudly.

  Two hundred and fifty-five troops lined up neatly strode forward along with his orders.

  The army slowly walked out of Garnier's territory, and the black cat stood at the forefront, with ferocious eyes and extremely bloodthirsty.

   None of the cats looked back.

  Because that is not their direction, the direction is in front of them, and they have to use the weapons in their hands to chop, stab, or even bite out with cat teeth.

   "Meow! Meow! Meow!"

   "Sister, brother, big brother!"

   More than a hundred kittens, big and small, cried together, looking at Garnier with fearful eyes.

   More than 30 of Garnier's wives rushed over to comfort him, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

  The remaining one hundred very strong adult cat people, fixed their own eyes on their father Garnier.

  And Garnier said to the three wives who were sent by Mrs. Wan around him: "Put me in armor!"

  Three extremely strong catgirls who possessed the blood of the extraordinary catman of Master Wan, silently brought a set of second-level rune armor made by dwarves from a distant manor, and slowly armored Garnier.

   After twenty seconds, the heroic armor was put on.

   Garnier, who was wearing a black rune armor, turned to face one hundred of his descendants, stared at them firmly and said, "From now on, you are my fighters."

   "The strong live, the weak die!"

   "I will use the most ardent iron and blood to temper you into steel."

   "Every grain of food you eat now is the blood of cats who were driven out of the territory and are blood relatives of my son and daughter."

   "I will never allow it, you slack off for a moment, the blood is not shed in vain"

  The murderous aura soared to the extreme, and the powerful aura of the second-order peak catman hero severely suppressed the hearts of a hundred catmen.

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  (end of this chapter)