Chapter 162: Goblin

Black Dragon Code 162, Chapter 162 Goblin-567 Chinese However, to say that the goblin tribe has no merit, is waste, but it is too subjective and one-sided.
Caesar was very interested in the customs of Eladia, and he had a deep understanding of many species, even those who are deeply disgusted and discarded by intelligent species, such as Goblin, Gnome, Goblin, etc. I also have a relatively comprehensive understanding.
From the books I have read, Lord Black Dragon has learned that the spirit of goblin creation and alchemy talents are among the best in the many races in Eladia. Although they are often out of sync, they occasionally come up with ideas and can produce a lot good stuff.
For example, the giant puppet weapon that shined in countless wars of the Second Age was created from the goblin's prototype of "giant goblin".
Of course, to this day, with the continuous development of Eladia, the original puppet weapon has long been eliminated and replaced by a more powerful constructed magic image created by the use of magical power.
In addition, these guys will not be weaker in engineering talents than wild boars, and in casting science, they are far ahead of all the clans under the current Blackwing Nest.
Under the influence of these factors, it was only when Grand Commander Hogg thirsted with the legendary weapon that he left the Blackwing's Nest and went to hunt for the goblin.
The wolves were standing along the edge of the Blackwing's Nest, holding weapons in a circle, blocking the whine goblins, and glancing at a glance. There were about two to three hundred goblins here, about the equivalent of a small Goblin community.
At this time, Caesar arrived.
Along with the muffled thunder and the raging crimson flames in the sky, the black dragon zoomed in from far away and near, and the guy Caesar still couldn't learn to glide and slow down. He crashed down and crashed, not far away. Landing on a steep slope.
With the huge sound of collision, the ground at the feet of the black dragon made a mute wailing, cracks spread out one after another, surging sand dust swept up at any time.
As if the sound of an explosion made the goblins frighten their courage, hugged the green head with their hands, squatted down, buried their heads in the crotch, and cried out for a continuous stream of sounds from their mouths.
In contrast, the wolves were much more calm, but bowed their heads in awe, without any other embarrassment.
"His Majesty."
Hogg came over, put the short-handed axe on the ground, threw his knees on one knee, put his axe on his right claw, and said, "This is a goblin tribe in the north without a place. There are goblins and gnomes everywhere. Dogheads and cavemen, but the wolf cubs I took with me were limited and could only lock up this amount of goblin. "
The chief of the werewolf not only completed the mission, but also brought intelligence from unknown regions in the north.
"Good job."
The Black Dragon nodded without encouragement. Hogg was indeed worthy of praise. At least he has not been disappointed so far: "How many goblins are here."
"Two hundred and seventy-three, but died a lot during the journey. I still have to take inventory in the future, Your Majesty."
Enough. At this stage, the mission of the goblin is mainly to smelt metals and make weapons. By the way, as long as they can enslave them and prevent the goblin from being lazy and escaping, these hundreds can fully meet the current status of Black Wing's Nest. demand.
With the goblin in place, the vein mining plan was put on the agenda.
Greenfield also has veins. A few miles behind the Blackwing's Nest canopy fortress, there is a black iron ore that has been discovered. The original poisonous mother has already been mining, but there is no doghead gray dwarf under Sylvia. Such high-quality miners were inefficient, and later, due to war and change of power, mining issues completely stopped.
And now, Caesar is preparing to restart the mining plan of the black iron ore. Even if the green treasure trove is rich, and there is no supplement, it will face the dilemma of sitting in the mountains. Some time ago, it was trembling on the edge of the Blackwing Nest, and it was scattered and wanted to seek shelter Dogheads can come in handy today.
"Divide a separate area, settle these goblins, and then draw some ethnic groups from each clan, closely monitor the goblin community, forcing them to obey the orders of the Blackwing Nest."
Caesar said: "In addition, after you return, take a two-day break and get ready to take over the management of the Blackwing's Nest as usual. I am about to fall asleep."
"You are bound to become the King of the North, Your Majesty."
Hearing that, Hogg nodded and complimented.
It knows that dragons grow and grow during long periods of deep sleep, and each long period of dormancy will draw on the knowledge of the dragon's inheritance, and when they wake up, they will become stronger.
It's a pity that this flattering is a bit out of place. The King of the North is not an unattainable goal in the view of Caesar. Without any accident, he only needs to collapse the countries of the North ~ EbookFREE.me ~ An elven forest, you can easily win the name without crown.
Although Hog's wisdom is high enough and his experience is tortuous and rich, but due to the strength factor, the King of the North is already the limit that can be imagined by the leader of the wolves, a powerful existence at a higher level, with its empty brain now, Can't figure it out at the moment.
"Ok."
The Black Dragon nodded. The dead guy liked to listen to people's praises. As long as it was not the dry and embarrassing sound of the doghead, other slightly normal black dragons would allow it and would be readily used.
Hog's heartfelt compliment made him feel better, and he paused before mentioning another thing.
"If the orcs come back with the tauren, then arrange those tauren to farm, some of the necessary resources that the Blackwing's Nest does not have. You can contact Kaki's deformer leader and ask it directly."
"Also, but if Gal doesn't come back after a month, just wake me up at the Emerald Palace and I have to find them."
"Keep your order."
The head of the werewolf who was half-kneeling nodded to command, Hogg was already strong enough, but far worse than the Black Dragon Lord, Caesar's body had grown to an exaggerated degree, in the history of Elladia In fact, even the Red Dragon has no such strong case.
This guy's body muscles are swollen and knotted, and his armour and spines are attached to the exoskeleton, as if to tear the skin scales.
After all the arrangements were made, Caesar wasn't busy enough to be interested in seeing the chaotic scene of the Gnoll's settling Goblin, the Lord of the Black Dragon turned straight, and returned with the crimson flame.
It's still early now, and he can still sleep for a while or something. At this stage, he can't go to sleep for a long time.
For dragons, sleeping one day and one night is really nothing more than a nap.