Black Dragon Kingdom

  Chapter 567 Fusion of Civilization Fruits

  In the eastern part of the Black Dragon Kingdom, in the vast and boundless Silongtai hills and grasslands.

  The Centaur Hundred Thousand Commander, looking at the densely packed and endless grassland elves outside his permanent fief, had a particularly headache.

  He said leisurely to the legendary centaur saint next to him: "Son, have you thought of a way to overthrow those elves?"

   "Since we were entrusted to this piece of grassland, all our temporary fiefdoms have been snatched by those hateful grassland elves. Now our family can only live on the permanent fiefdoms that are dozens of times less than the temporary fiefdoms."

   "It's a super sad day."

   "Every year, you have a large number of your brothers and sisters, as well as your own descendants, who launch a death attack on the elves without food."

   Having said that, he clenched his teeth fiercely.

  As a 100,000-man captain, he ruled over 300,000 acres of land, and more than one million clansmen lived on his fiefdom.

   Moreover, he also has the ruling authority of his other ten ten thousand heirs. Whenever a war breaks out, he can recruit them to start a war.

  Of course, although they are connected in normal times, they cannot support each other.

On the way between him and their fiefs, the temporary fiefdoms and permanent fiefdoms of various races are arranged intricately. If they want to merge together, at least they have to cut down dozens of permanent fiefdoms ruled by officers above ten thousand Temporary fief.

   This is just to say a little bit, the heir of the eldest son who is the farthest from his fief, there are 233 temporary fiefs and permanent fiefs ruled by military officers above ten thousand in a straight line.

  Look at the enemies along the way, no matter whether it is him or other miscellaneous races of ten thousand commanders and more than one hundred thousand commanders, they basically cut off the possibility of supporting each other in the internal temporary fiefdom war.

  They can only rely on their own wisdom and strength to break out of the encirclement among thousands of enemies, so that they can obtain the benefits they want.

If it fails, all the temporary fiefdoms will be snatched away by other races or other officers of the same race, and they can only roll back to their permanent fiefdoms in despair, enduring their own interests being reduced several times, or even Dozens of times.

  At this point, he was clearly a loser.

  The temporary fief that belonged to him, which was 25 times more than his permanent fief, has been lost under his hard work and struggle.

  The loss of more than 90% of his profits made him want to fight out all the time and regain the temporary fief that he had lost.

  The centaur legendary sage looked at his father who was gnashing his teeth, and pondered for a while, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

He is just a centurion, and he reached the top of the legendary saint with the support of his father. The interests of both parties are the same, not to mention that he is very emotional, and he is extraordinarily loyal to his father. .

  He solemnly said: "Father, the situation is so dire that we want to fight through the adversity and **** back our former temporary fief, so that the people who are on the verge of starvation can have a chance to live."

   "There can only be one reform."

  Reform is a life-and-death gamble for any force.

  Since the lord of the world, Ace, created the absolute militarization rules, reform has been a word that is very rejected by the major rulers.

  As for why this is so, it is because there is no shortage of people who want to reform in every force and every country.

   And the Jingya world is so vast, there are naturally countless people and countries to reform.

  However, to the horror of countless rulers, more than 99% of the reformed countries and forces have basically perished.

  Even if the reform is successful, it will perish for various reasons.

  Or because the foundation of the absolute militarization rule was shaken, the genetic level of the entire ethnic group plummeted, resulting in a decrease in strength and the extermination of the killed clan.

  Or on the way to reform, the conservatives and the reformers fought fiercely, and were taken advantage of by other forces, and their families were killed.

Or it may be that various interest classes in the country accept the reform, but the shock brought about by the reform is unavoidable anyway. It takes some time to adapt to the emergence of new things, and the beneficial effects brought about by the reform are also It takes a certain amount of time to produce. Taking advantage of this gap, countless tigers, leopards and wolves will not miss it. In most cases, they will swarm up and eat each other up.

  The high death rate brought about by the reform has made countless countries and forces stay away from it.

   Therefore, if most countries and forces want to reform, they will try their best to pick the fruits of others.

  In the vast world of Jingya, there are very few successful reforms. After the reforms are successful, they will bring beneficial reforms to their own race and country, and there are even fewer to the extreme.

  But it can’t stand Jingya’s world is too big, even if it’s a million continents, only one country or faction’s reform has brought benefits.

   In the Jingya world, which is measured by hundreds of millions of continents, the number of successful reforms born every hundred years is quite a lot.

  Successful reforms, also known as ripe fruits of civilization, are special rules that help the operation of absolute militaristic rules.

  Hearing about the reform, Centaur Master Wan subconsciously resisted.

After all, the consequences of the tragic reforms of those forces in the past really scared the centaur, but he thought again: "The situation seems to be different from before. As long as it failed in the past, the dead people who could only be killed extinct."

"But now, the Black Dragon Kingdom where I'm staying is at the height of the sun. Relying on the endless elite soldiers who are willing to accept surrender and the temporary fiefdom war, it's not a bad idea to cut from south to north and from north to south. One defeat."

   "The countries and forces that surrendered can be arranged from one end of the continent to the other."

   "As long as the Black Dragon Kingdom is not destroyed, even if I fail a thousand or ten thousand times in the temporary fief, my permanent fief will always be mine."

   Pilipala calculated in his mind, and found that his worst situation was his current situation.

  He cast aside the fear of reform in an instant.

  In the end, he agreed to the suggestion of his son, the centaur legendary sage, to vigorously reform.

   After receiving the support of his father, the legendary centaur saint immediately exploded with 120% of his potential.

  Without a great wise man, he does not want to show the knowledge he has created in the world.

   Now, he owns a stage with more than 300,000 acres of fiefdom. Of course, he will unleash all his potential and fight hard.

  He raised his knife and started a vigorous journey of reform.

   First, he visits his teacher, a powerful demigod.

   Then, through his teacher's relationship, he visited his teacher's teacher, that is, his ancestor, a **** who had raised the kingdom of God to the sky and turned into an eternal and immortal existence.

   With the help of his god-level ancestor, he has easily obtained more than a thousand mature civilization fruits that have successfully reformed and have been operating in many countries and forces for thousands of years.

   After getting everything he wanted.

  He began to absorb the knowledge of the fruits of civilization, and worked hard to arrange the essence of these fruits of civilization so that it could be adapted to his ethnic group.

  Three years later.

  After untold hardships, he centered on the principle of survival and created a powerful fruit of civilization that can make his group go further.

  In the tall castle, the Centaur Hundred Thousand Leaders looked at the plan in his hand, his eyes were full of confusion.

  Why are there some weird rules here?

  Why do you want to replace the docile cattle and sheep that were originally stocked in the hills of Silengtai in the rule of mountains and rivers with ferocious sheep and cattle.

  Also, all the wild rabbits had to be replaced with wind speed rabbits that ran faster than their centaurs.

  In addition to these, the plan also requires that when hunting prey outside, you must fight head-on, and weapons and armor are not allowed.

   You must turn your prey head-on and kill it, so that you can eat the other party.

   It is not allowed to bully the few with the more, and have to fight one-on-one.

  By the way, the prey on the opposite side can be bullied more and less.

  Looking at these outrageous rules, the Centaur Commander Hundred Thousand fell into confusion.

   Lord of the world, Ace, what is this writing?

  I looked left and right, looked up and down, why did I see the words "abuse the tribe" in this plan over and over again?

   Is it my illusion?

  Putting down the plan, he looked at his son, the centaur legendary saint, who looked at him expectantly.

  He took a lot of effort, bearing the extremely awkward feeling of ruining the three views: "Son, are you really sure that the reform plan you think about and create can help our loved ones become stronger."

   "This plan, no matter how I look at it, I don't think it's right?"

   "Are you sure he is really useful?"

  Using two confirmed centaur captains, the mood at this time is quite restless.

   This plan does not say anything else, it just talks about a ferocious cow. This is not a docile cow.

  His combat power is extremely powerful, most of them are 1.8 meters tall, and a single charge has a force close to more than one ton.

   One-on-one on the frontal battlefield, you can knock an ordinary centaur seven or eight meters away without panting.

  Although Dire Sheep is a little weaker, it is not much weaker. Ordinary tribesmen fight Dire Sheep one-on-one, and the outcome is 50-50.

   Replace most of the prey in the clan with these two creatures, and they are not allowed to carry weapons, and group fights are not allowed, and one-on-one fights are required.

  Are you sure this is not to torture the tribe?

   Facing his father's question, the centaur legendary saint said confidently: "Father, please rest assured that this is the most suitable reform plan for our centaur created by combining more than a thousand fruits of civilization."

   "I assure you, according to my reform plan, within twenty years, we will have the strength to fight elves."

  In fact, he cannot guarantee that he will be able to fight the elves within twenty years.

   But how should I say it, let’s blow out the cowhide first.

   No matter what, the reform plan must be allowed to continue.

  As long as the reform plan he designed really improves the strength of his family group, even if he still can't defeat those prairie elves twenty years later, that's not a problem.

  He believed that at that time, his father would never have the slightest complaint against him, and would praise him greatly.

   After all, if you can’t do the grassland elves, you can’t do it. The big deal is to go to the external war with a knife to cut permanent military merits. As long as the strength improves, is it possible that you will not have military merits?

  Looking at his son full of confidence, he patted his chest and promised that he would be able to fight the grassland elves within twenty years.

   Centaur One Hundred Thousand Masters have ten thousand unbelievers in their hearts.

  Where are the grassland elves easy to fight?

The prairie they are staying in was originally the territory of the prairie elf kingdom. After the prairie elf kingdom surrendered to their black dragon kingdom, the territory was divided among each other. They, the group of centaurs and other large and small races came here .

  Because this grassland was originally the territory of the Grassland Elf Kingdom, even if most of the grassland elves were entrusted to other places, there are still many grassland elves who remained.

   has an astonishing ratio of nearly one-tenth.

  Relying on their familiarity with the terrain and their own strong combat power, they have cut back 30% of the temporary fiefdoms in this piece of grassland that originally belonged to the kingdom of the grassland elves.

Take the prairie elf Chief Wan outside him as an example. At this time, the permanent land he owns is only 30,000 acres, which is only 10% of his permanent land. Relying on his own strong combat power, the opponent has cut down nearly a hundred people. An officer above ten thousand commanders.

   Occupied a large area of ​​​​temporary land, and the temporary land under its rule has exceeded 20 million acres.

   Isn't this what scares them the most?

   After all, elves, fertility is flawed.

  The former prairie elf kingdom ruled the north of the chaotic continent. Relying on its strong farming ability in the Gobi grassland desert, the surrounding countries could not find their way to the north.

  The less pressure, the less desire to reproduce.

   But as the huge prairie elf kingdom was split up, all the officers of the prairie elves who were above ten thousand commanders took a look outside the territory, and there were aliens everywhere, and enemies who wanted to cut them down and grab their territory.

   Its pressure instantly exploded.

  In order to protect their territory in the frequent wars, all the prairie elves took out their ancestors' old skills, pouring potions of reproduction vigorously, and using sextuplet artifacts desperately.

  In recent years, the strength of the grassland elves has swelled up madly under the pressure of breaking through the sky.

  The prairie elf outside him has 20 million acres of temporary fiefdom, and the number of prairie elves under him has skyrocketed to an astonishing 15 million.

   They also like to dig tunnels, and all races suffer from headaches.

  Twenty years to be able to fight against the opponent, he would not believe that his head was kicked by a donkey.

   But now, he can only give it a try.

   If he doesn’t try, he will always be suppressed by this group of grassland elves, drooling as he looks at the temporary fiefdom outside.

  Tried it, but there was a slight chance it wasn't.

  (end of this chapter)