Quiet~.

　　 When the red dragon said that it was multiplied by 10,000, the scene of 50,000 to 60,000 people was silent.

　　Graeme Stonehammer stared at the red dragon, tightening the warhammer in his hand.

　　 Damn dragon! Doesn't bullying the orcs count? !

　　 He moved back quietly and asked quietly, "How much is 80,000 times 10,000?"

　　 The shaman's lips were dry, and he didn't know how to answer the chieftain's question.

　　The Stonehammer Orc tribe follows the ancient tradition. It does not abandon any tribe, and does not accumulate wealth by squeezing the bottom. On the contrary, when ordinary tribes encounter difficulties, they will use tribal savings to subsidize them.

　　 This made the Shichui tribe gathered people, very united, but also very poor. At the richest time, the savings in the tribe did not exceed four digits, and the figure of 800 million far exceeded the shaman's cognition.

　　 "Anyway, a lot, a lot, don't agree."

　　Graeme Stonehammer frowned, but if he didn't agree, the red dragon would get angry and everyone would die.

　　As a powerful orc chief, he has his own judgment and way of solving problems.

　　 "Your asking price is too high. Let's play a game. If you win, it's up to you. If I win, then 80,000 gold coins."

　　 "Huh?" Jose raised his brow.

　　 The brain circuits of the orcs are really strange. In the face of unfair high-levels, even the confused elf knows to bargain, and the first reaction of the orc chief is not to bargain, but to solve the problem with his fists.

　　 However, this is also in line with the orc's philosophy of life: what can't be won with a fist, do you want to get it through your mouth? !

　　 Do you want to fight?

　　 Jose's heart moved, and he said loudly: "This is not okay. If I am so uncomfortable and beat you to death, if you don't pay the debt, then I have lost a lot of money!"

　　 "Change the style of play, one blow will determine the winner!" He raised a dragon claw and spread his palm: "As long as you can break the scales of my palm, you will win."

　　 Is there such a good thing? !

　　 It's easier to win the red dragon and break the scales of the red dragon. This question hardly needs to be considered. Graeme Stonehammer is afraid that the red dragon will go back.

　　 "Okay! Just do what you said!"

　　 "Wait a minute, Chief!" The shaman stopped Graeme who was eager to try, and whispered: "Sign the contract first, so that the red dragon won't go back."

　　 "Hey! You think I can't hear you when you whisper it!" Jose's face turned black, and his voice changed: "But it's okay to sign the contract first. I'm also worried that you will regret it."

　　Graeme straightened his chest and said proudly: "The orc spit a nail! Never regret it!"

　　 "Wu Yanzu·Shadow Moon."

　　 "Bah! Don't compare the shame of the stone hammer orc with that orc!"

On the side of 　　, the shaman had already taken out a parchment scroll and started to write. It was finished in a minute. After finishing writing, he checked it again and breathed a sigh at the contract paper.

　　 The invisible wind lifted up the sheepskin roll and flew towards the red dragon.

　　 Jose caught the sheepskin scroll and checked the content of the contract. The content of the contract is roughly as follows:

The Stonehammer Orc tribe pays war indemnities in exchange for Red Dragon forgiveness. The amount of compensation depends on the result of the duel between the two leaders. Before the debt is paid off, the adult soldiers of the Stonehammer Orcs will work for the Red Dragon to repay the debt. After the debt is paid off, the Red Dragon shall not restrict the stone. The freedom of the Hammer Orcs, this contract is witnessed by the God of Justice.

　　 After reading the terms of the contract, Jose signed his name, and the mage returned the sheepskin scroll.

　　Graeme Stonehammer signed the name on behalf of the Stonehammer Orc tribe, and then handed the parchment scroll to the old shaman.

The old shaman took the sheepskin roll and took a look, and drew a circle on the grass with his stick, put the sheepskin roll in the circle, paused, and took the animal bone necklace from his neck with a painful expression. Inside the circle, he closed his eyes and muttered words.

A faint phantom of the balance appeared out of thin air. The phantom was not large, but it was holy and majestic. The light shone on the sheepskin scroll, and one sheepskin scroll became two. At the same time, the animal bone necklace as a sacrifice disappeared. .

　　The fairness contract ceremony ended, and it turned into two sheepskin scrolls, one flew towards the orc chief, and the other flew towards the red dragon.

　　 Jose took the flying sheepskin rolls and felt the faint supernatural power blessed on the sheepskin rolls, feeling a little strange: "I didn't expect you to still retain the ancient fair contract ceremony."

　　 The most common magic contract now is to use the contract paper sold by the Church of the God of Justice. After the two parties sign the contract, the contract paper will witness the contract on behalf of the God of Justice.

　　Before the popularization of magic contract paper, if you want the **** of justice to witness the transaction between the two parties, you need to put the content of the contract and tribute, and recite certain spells, just like just now.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Put the contract paper away, Jose lifted the dragon claw, and unlocked a gap between the seals, and massive fire elements gathered in the palm to strengthen the palm's scales.

　　 The orc chief stared at the flames of the red dragon's palm, his eyes were dignified, he moved his fingers, and clenched the warhammer wrapped in coarse cloth.

"Roar!"

　　 He let out a war roar, his muscles bulged up and charged.

　　 As he approached the red dragon, he held the end of the warhammer with both hands, as if he were a golfer, twisting his body into a twist.

　　 "Drink!"

　　 This blow gathered the power of Graeme Stonehammer, and the warhammer wrapped in rich energy broke through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

　　 On the other side, Jose fiercely slapped the burning dragon claws. The huge dragon claws were bigger than the orc chieftain, with a howling sound that broke through the sky, and it was thunderous.

　　 At the same time, he activated, and the master magic—the power of the earth was activated.

　　 A steady stream of earth-yellow energy spreads from the ground under the feet of the red dragon, and concentrates on the claws of the dragon's claws along the soles of the feet and body, adding a layer of protection to the already strengthened scales.

　　嗙!

　　 Like gold and iron strikes, the orc chief was shocked by the tremendous force of the counter-shock and retreated, step by step.

　　 In the process of retreating, he stared at the palm of the red dragon raised up, his eyes were full of disbelief.

　　 His full blow did not even break the scales of the red dragon!

　　 "It looks like I won," Jose said lightly. He pretended to take back the dragon's claws and rubbed the dragon's claws on the grass secretly.

　　 Nima! The power of this orc is too great! The double reinforcement actually made my palm numb!

　　 You must know that the double enhancement of, is stronger than the general master-level defensive magic, plus the defense power of the dragon scale itself is not weak.

　　 Even so, the red dragon still slapped its claws as if being electrocuted.

　　 deserves to be an orc warrior at the pinnacle of master level!

Graeme Stonehammer's complexion was mixed, he admired the strength of the red dragon, and he was also disappointed in his own failure, and he was slightly relieved. After this blow, the contract between the Stonehammer orc and the red dragon was considered to be It's completely settled down.

　　 Today, no Stonehammer Orcs will bleed, but they have to bear heavy debts.

　　 He turned around and returned to the tribe camp, immediately arranged manpower to chase, notify the fleeing tribe, and whispered: "Shaman, how long can we pay off the debt?"

　　 The old shaman looked bitter: "Stone Hammer's many grandsons can pay off their debts, and the beast **** has already blessed him."

　　 "So long?!" Graeme couldn't help exclaiming, his face changed drastically.

Previously, he only knew that 80,000 multiplied by 10,000 was a lot of money, but he had no idea how much the money was. He only thought that he would fight for a lifetime at most, but he did not expect it would harm his children and grandchildren, and it was not one or two generations. It's more than a dozen generations.

　　At this time, he realized how unreasonable the compensation Red Dragon was asking for.

　　 On the other side, when he heard the orcs shout, Jose's heart moved: "Graham, as long as you become my dependent, I will forgive the Stonehammer tribe's debt of 100 million, and one-eighth of it all at once, how about it?"

　　 Graham didn't understand how much one hundred million was, but he knew one-eighth. He counted silently in his heart. Reducing 100 million in debt can save the efforts of a generation of Stonehammer tribe.

　　 As a result, the iron-blooded chief who was not afraid of death fell into silence.

　　 After a long time, three words squeezed out between his teeth: "Half!"

　　 "Okay!" Jose agreed without even thinking about it.

　　Graeme looked up at the red dragon, he didn't expect the red dragon to talk so easily.

　　 Immediately, the two signed a family contract.

　　 Looking at the orc chief with a look of loss, Jose said loudly: "Sorrow and loss are no good, my servant, do things for me, maybe I will forgive the debt of the Stonehammer tribe as soon as I am happy!"

　　 "Understood, my...Master," Graeme Stonehammer accepted his fate, barely cheering up.

　　At this moment, he also realized that the Red Dragon did not value the debts of the Stonehammer tribe. Repaying the debts might not be as difficult as he thought. The premise was just as the Red Dragon said-do things well.

　　 "Although uneducated and straight-tempered, but not stupid," through reading his thoughts, Jose knew Graeme's thoughts and made an evaluation of him in his heart.

　　 Just as Graham thought, Jose did not value the debt of the Stonehammer tribe in his heart, because he never expected the orcs to actually pay the debt.

　　Debt is just a reason, a reason to tie the Stonehammer orcs to one's own warship.

　　As long as they get on the ship, the Stonehammer Orcs don't even think about going any further. Jose has too many ways to keep them on board, and maybe the Stonehammer Orcs don't want to leave after getting on the boat.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　Excellent weapons, rich material life, systematic opportunities to learn professional knowledge... For these natives who have never walked out of the grassland in their lives, There are too many temptations in Mount Modo.

　　 If the Stonehammer Orcs completely merged into the Modo Peak Forest and worked hard for themselves, then it would be okay to just forgive all debts just as Said just now.

　　The first step of the plan is to shorten the distance between the two parties, physically.

　　Thinking about it, Jose felt that the place vacated by the brown-skinned boar was a good place, protected by thorns, and because it was closer to the south, the climate was better than the north.

　　 "Graeme, move your tribe to the brown-skinned boar people. The land of the brown-skinned boar people is better than this, and it's closer to the triangle plain."

　　Graeme thought about it for a while. The migration is good for both parties, and nodded: "Okay."

　　 Jose was about to confess something, when he suddenly received a communication request from Luna Bloodfeather, a family member of the Harpy.

"Master, when we arrived, the Hydralisk Centaur tribe was in chaos. We caught a captive and asked about it. Their chief abandoned them and ran away with his cronies. Now the Hydralisk Centaur tribe has collapsed. , A large group of centaur escaped."

　　 "Is it broken..." Jose frowned.

　　 Those centaur that collapsed may join other centaur tribes, or they may build new tribes by themselves, or they may become stragglers in the grassland, causing some trouble.

　　 "Hey! Orcs! You have a mission!"

Jose faced Graeme and said loudly: "Chasing the assassin's centaur remnants! Two gold coins in the head of an ordinary centaur! Ten gold coins in the beginner's centaur, 50 in the intermediate, two hundred in the high-end, as for two A master chief, three thousand gold coins per person!"

　　 "Also, if I slaughtered the fat pig that I met Berthasha, her head was also worth three thousand gold coins, well... five thousand, let's give the caster a little respect."

　　 "Understand!"

　　 Jose glanced at the orcs and saw that many orcs were still holding long sticks as weapons. He turned to face the army of dependents: "Bring some weapons and equipment."

　　 The army of the dependents placed long knives, big swords, shoulder armors, and wrist guards in front of the orcs according to the order, and the total height was one person tall, piled in several piles.

　　 The sharp blade gleamed in the sun, and the orc warriors swallowed their saliva.

The Stonehammer tribe is considered to be the poorest among the super-large tribes. Only elites like wolf cavalry can have a big sword. Ordinary orcs use cheap spears, and not everyone has spears. As for the shoulders Armor and bracers, which belong to the category of luxury goods, are often only worthy of professionals ~lightnovelpub.net~ In terms of identifying weapons and equipment, Graham, a master warrior, can definitely be regarded as an expert. He sees that these equipment are better than others. It’s better to buy it from a human merchant, and hesitates: "We have no money."

　　 "No money, these are the meeting gifts I gave Stone Hammer."

　　 "Really?"

　　 Jose frowned: "Do I have to lie to you!"

　　Graeme greeted the clansmen to get their equipment, and the orcs rushed up, and the scene was chaotic.

　　 Jose looked at the orcs competing for weapons and equipment, with a smile on his lips.

　　 Take it! Take it! Do things for me anyway!

　　While the orcs were discussing how to hunt down the centaur, Jose ordered the army of dependents to disperse and find the hostile large and medium-sized tribes.

　　The purpose of settling accounts is only six words: kill all, grab all, burn all!

　　 The Stonefang Boar tribe wants to assimilate and absorb the brown-skinned boar people. The Hydralisk Centaur tribe collapsed, and Jose looked at the power of the Stonehammer Orcs, so he could only use those large and medium-sized tribes to stand up.

　　 Take the large and medium-sized tribes to stand up, and the army of dependents is enough, and the three dragons set off on their return journey.

　　While flying, Jose thought.

　　 This settlement is of great significance. It is not just as simple as adding more sites and subordinates.

　　 The three super-large tribes were captured, surrendered, and collapsed, which means that no one or any tribe around the triangle can threaten the rule of the three dragons, and the three dragons have completely established a foothold on the prairie.

　　The war is over!

　　 Next, Jose can lie in peace among the guards of an army of hundreds of thousands of monsters, and slowly unfold the blueprint of the plan.