The sun shone into the house through the windows, forming bright beams of light that illuminated Elizabeth's blond hair. She is looking at the personnel list in her hand, which lists the number of troops sent and the number of people left behind.

One Eye stood opposite her, waiting for Elizabeth's answer. As soon as Elizabeth nodded, he was about to send troops.

This time the dispatch of troops is no trivial matter. One-eyed will take a total of 3,000 people away. After they leave, the defense of Longchao Island will become very empty, so be cautious before setting out.

After reading the list, Elizabeth asked, "Will you bring a little less people? There are also 3,000 troops stationed on Silmarillion Island, and there are more than 20,000 native slaves. You only bring so many people, think It's hard to win."

One Eye said calmly: "At least 3,000 people must be left on the Dragon's Nest Island, otherwise, I will not be at ease when I go out. Although the number of soldiers I brought with me is similar to the soldiers of the Silmarillion Island, we are better than having a set The battle plan, as long as the plan is successful, will be able to capture the Treasure Diamond Island. I am still very confident in this operation. "

Because the Silmarillion Island was difficult to capture, everyone thought hard about a battle plan, which took five days in total. One-eyed's expedition this time is not to attack, but to outsmart.

"Well, since you said that, I won't give you more troops." Elizabeth stretched out her hand to One Eye, One Eye was stunned for a moment, and then she also extended her hand. Holding the two hands together, Elizabeth said solemnly, "I wish you all a triumphant return."

"Lend your auspicious words." One-eyed said solemnly.

Elizabeth clenched her hand slightly and said sincerely, "I thank you on behalf of Tangke. You have paid a lot for the pirate group, but you have never asked for anything in return."

"I said thank you to Tangke and then went out. You don't have to do this." One-eyed withdrew his hand. "If there is nothing wrong, I will send troops to the expedition now."

Elizabeth nodded in agreement.

One-eyed walked out of the conference room, and the team leaders who had been waiting outside for a long time gathered up. One of them threw the cigarette **** on the ground and asked, "How is it? Can we go?"

"Let's go. This time we go out to sea, we must plant the flag of the Dragon Pirates on the land of the Silmarillion Island!" One eye opened his eyes, and the ghostly fire in his left eye twitched and rolled, like a blue fireball.

The fleet of the Evil Dragon Pirates set off in a mighty manner with a total of thirteen ships, the flagship of which was Cang Yan, and the rest were ordinary ships. In addition, there are two dragon eagles flying over the fleet, and there is a mixed team of sea beasts and a small chapter of the heart-seeking ammonite beast on the seabed to **** them.

There are more than a dozen ships on Dragon's Nest Island, as well as the third-order magic boat Rider of Waves. If they are not attacked by major forces, they can still protect themselves.

The pirates and the natives on the island watched the fleet leave, and most of them showed concern, but only one maintained a cold attitude.

"Huh? You look very good-natured, which team are you from?" A pirate asked the man suspiciously.

"Oh, I'm a newcomer, so you haven't seen me. I'm working under the one-eyed boss, but I don't have any role in this expedition because I've only been a pirate for a while, and my skills are too bad." The man quickly changed With a kind expression on his face, he shook his head and smiled.

"That's right." The pirate who asked the question didn't hesitate.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, and after standing in the crowd for a while, slipped away unknowingly. He moved away from the building complex on the shore, reached a dense forest, and climbed a tree with agility. He leaned against the tree trunk, took out the pen and paper in his arms, sneakily wrote a text and stuffed it into the metal letter holder.

After doing these things, he climbed higher up the tree, took out a cage among the leaves, and released the information eagle inside.

The little black eagle flapped its wings and stuck out its head spiritually.

The man tied the letterbox to the News Eagle and patted it on the body and said, "Baby, go and send the letter to Captain Alem, and I will leave by boat tonight."

Xunying flapped its wings and flew away at a low altitude.

It is about to rain, and the black clouds are pressing on the Silmarillion Island, as if it were some kind of foreshadowing.

In a gorgeous mansion on the island, Admiral Stewart was having a meal. As the highest authority on the island, all he eats is delicious food. Grilled chicken, steak, pancakes with sugar sauce, and fruit salad are set on the table, each with a delicate, mouth-watering aroma.

"Hmm..." The sound of swallowing saliva sounded.

Sturt raised his eyebrows and glanced at the person at his feet.

It was a little girl about fifteen or sixteen years old, a strange clan between orcs and humans. She has thick brown hair on her palms, sharp fingernails, and a furry tail that resembles a dog's tail on her hips. Because of its appearance, this race is vividly called the dog race by outsiders.

The little girl looked up at Sturt with a look of prayer. Her appearance was originally very ordinary, and her cheeks were sagging due to hunger, which made her look even more ugly. Around her neck, a chain of shame was tied, and the other end was wrapped around the legs of the table.

She was originally the daughter of the tribe's patriarch and held a high status, but this was a long time ago, and she is now just a plaything for Sturt.

"Miluoka, do you really want to eat meat?" Sturt asked with a smile, shaking the piece of chicken dripping with oil on his fork.

Because of the language barrier, the little girl named Miluoka could only nod her head to express her hunger. Her stomach also made a hungry sound.

"Very well, if you want to eat meat, just beg me as a pet dog should do. Otherwise, don't want to eat." Ster said with a smile in Common. He showed a playful look, and as a nobleman in his early forties, his expression was very charming.

The guard and translator who is proficient in the local language reminded in the local language: "Miluoka, hurry up and learn to bark, as long as you get the favor of "God, he will give you something to eat." "

It has been a day or two for Miluoka to pretend to be a dog. She lowered her head to sort out her emotions, closed her eyes in pain, and barked lowly, "Wow!"

"The voice is too low, and it doesn't look like a dog at all." Sturt stretched out his foot and raised Mi Luoka's chin with the toe of his shiny boots, "If you can't even think of a dog, don't worry about it. People who can't please me after eating, have no meaning to live."

The guards translated the original words truthfully.

Mi Luoka bit her lip, and there was a tear in her eyes, and she slowly turned around.

"Wang! Wang! Wang!" Miluoka barked louder this time, raised his head, stuck out his tongue like a dog, and swung his tail behind him.

"Hehe, that's the truth." Sturt was very pleased, cut off a piece of chicken, and threw it on the ground.

Miluoka jumped up and devoured the piece of meat.

"Tell her to wag her tail when she eats," Sturt ordered.

"Yes." The guard sighed secretly and translated Sturt's order again.

Miluoka endured the humiliation, wagging his tail while eating with tears in his eyes. Although her race has tails, this race possesses human intelligence, not animals!

For Sturt, insulting Miluoka is just a small game to pass the time of the day. After eating, he picked up the napkin, wiped his mouth very gentlemanly, and thought about the next entertainment item. He can practice archery using the local natives as targets, and he can also abuse the slightly beautiful canine women.

Just as Sturt hesitated, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

The door was opened, and three people walked in. Two soldiers held a Canine native to the left and right.

"Dad!" Mi Luoka cried out after seeing the people among them.

The man in the middle looked very old in his fifties. Without the brown hair on the back of his hands and the long tail at the back, he would be no different from an ordinary Terran old man.

His name is Miye, and he is the original patriarch of the Silmarillion Island, but now he is only one of the slaves. He can occasionally speak for the slaves, but he only has this power.

"Miluoka, how are you doing?" Miye asked with a trembling expression.

"I'm not having a good time. This great **** of the Protoss often insults me. I want to leave him and come back to your side." Miluoka said sobbing.

The indigenous people on the island have never seen the world, and they don’t know any culture. After seeing the muskets in the hands of the soldiers of the Ankara country, they thought that they were soldiers from heaven, and they always regarded the people of Ankara as gods in awe. Because of this ignorant thinking, the indigenous people on the island did not dare to resist, and they were allowed to be enslaved by Ankara.

Situations like the Treasure Diamond Island are common in various colonies, and some empires can even control an indigenous tribe with a few hundred people. In fact, the number of indigenous people is far greater than that of soldiers. Once they resist, they are fully capable of changing their enslaved lives, but they have not taken that step.

There are many reasons for the emergence of colonies, and the ignorance of the natives is only one of them.

"Daughter, hold on, I will talk to the Great God and the others, and beg them to let you go." Miye rushed forward, grabbed her daughter's hand, and comforted.

"I can't stand it anymore. He tries to torture me every day and makes me pretend to be a dog." Mi Luoka cried.

"What are you doing here?" Sturt interrupted the conversation between father and daughter and asked coldly.

Miye wiped away the old tears, stood up, and replied in common language: "I want to negotiate!"

After several years of contact, Miye has mastered a few "languages ​​of God".

"Why are you bothering me for something? Let's talk about it. Although 99% of the time I won't agree." Struy said calmly.

"Women and children can't go to the mines anymore. They can't stand it," Mier added. "Please."

"No, one more person means more effort, and the work progress will be faster, and more ore will be dug up for me and Ankara." Sturt simply refused.

"They have children in their wombs! If they are too tired, they will die! Fifty or so women have died in the past few years."

"So what? There are so many people in the world who die every day. Do I have to sympathize with everyone who died? It is a good thing to become a noble race."

"That's human life! Shouldn't God have mercy on the world?" Miye knelt down and begged ~lightnovelpub.net~ It's unfortunate that I'm an evil god, and I don't have any extra mercy for you. "Ster waved his hand, "Okay, get out of here for me." I have already thought about the next entertainment project. "

"Please, don't be so cruel."

"Oh? You know more and more words, even cruelty." Stur raised his eyebrows, "Your rapid progress has given me a new understanding of the IQ of the canine people. Look at it now. Get up, you are much smarter than the pig beast."

"Please, grant my request, men will take over the jobs left by women."

"Let's not talk about this matter. In fact, it has nothing to do with the workload. I just like to see you live in dire straits." Sturt stood up and said with a sinister smile.

Miye raised his face and saw the cruel look in Sturt's eyes that no one could possibly have.

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