Black Dragon Kingdom

  Chapter 83 No matter how much you die

Going out to fight can't let some guy steal his home. Today, the 5,000 square kilometers of nut tree plantation is his biggest property, and tens of millions of dependents depend on it for support. Once it is destroyed, although he doesn't As for returning to the pre-liberation, it is certain that the vitality will be severely injured.

  So he had to send his most loyal men to guard the nut tree plantation.

   Seeing His Majesty cast his gaze on him, Ronnie Stam instantly straightened his dog's head, looking like a loyal dog.

   "You take your swamp kobolds and show me the swamp plantation. During my expedition, no matter who wants to invade the swamp planting, they will all be hacked to death."

   Ace said with murderous intent in his tone.

  Hearing that he must guard his home and not go to the front line to kill people, Ronnie Stam's dog tails wagging like windmills instantly froze.

  It is so painful not to be able to follow your majesty to fight in the front.

  But he has become a great scholar, but he quite understands His Majesty's mind.

  Although their Kobold is a dark race, he has many loyal attributes that dark races do not have.

  Generally speaking, if a kobold tribe takes refuge in a giant dragon, they will never leave the dragon forever.

  Even if the dragon is dead, they will do everything possible to guard the original territory of the dragon, waiting for the return of their majesty.

   It is precisely because of the loyalty of the kobolds that although the giant dragon dislikes this weak and scumbag dog head, good things have never been less than the dog heads under his hands.

  Among the dark races, there are more dragon-veined kobolds than the other dragon-veined dark races combined.

  Loyalty is something that even dark dragons appreciate.

  His Majesty entrusted him with the task of guarding the lair, which is His Majesty's trust in him.

   Then Ace ordered a legendary kobold and asked him to follow Rory Stam.

  Kobold scholar Ronnie Stam and pandaren scholar Caroline Kennedy left the square with a mission.

  Ace turned his attention to hundreds of elite subordinates above Tier 3.

  He didn't talk nonsense this time.

   "Let's go!"

  The voice fell.

  Hundreds of dark creatures above Tier 3 immediately became highly motivated, and they knelt together on one knee and said, "We will crush all the enemies in front of you for Your Majesty until we die."

  …

  In the muddy swamp, more than 4 million cannon fodder dark creatures stepped on the mud under the swamp, holding various weapons in their hands, and marched excitedly towards the west.

   In the middle, there are countless dark creatures joining this huge expedition team.

   At a glance, it is full of all kinds of strange monster heads.

  Ace sits in the middle army, and 70,000 soldiers above the first rank walk neatly behind this huge battle team as the supervisor.

  Ace is a very tolerant dragon. As long as there are dark creatures joining his battle team, the other party will inevitably eat them.

  Not to mention anything else, although there is no meat, but the food can be enough to eat.

  Of course, he also learned from the extreme situation that when he fought the frost giants last time, hundreds of thousands of dark creatures ran away holding the rations he gave them.

  In order to prevent being trapped by dark creatures who are greedy for life and afraid of death again.

  This time he was a little smarter. He put his main force, that is, the soldiers with military merits above 70,000 ranks, directly at the end of the cannon fodder troops, and let them be the supervisors.

  Which guy ran to the back? Kill them all.

   "I should be able to make a good fortune this time!"

   "This group of elves followed the humans back then, but they made trouble for our evil dragon gate."

   "The various exquisite utensils they construct can be exchanged for a large number of gold coins if they are placed in the human world casually, which is always valuable."

   "I don't know how much wealth has been collected for thousands of years."

   "Betrayed by humans this time, many legends in the race died, and I don't know how many people below the legend died."

   "Tens of thousands of elves were captured by human nobles and made slaves."

   "With all my strength, ninety-five points out of one hundred!"

  "Although most of the people died, the lean camels are bigger than the horses, and the wealth harvested from humans is definitely quite considerable."

  At this time, Ace's chaotic head was full of gold and silver coins.

  He really wanted to rush into the city constructed by the elves immediately, grab a lot of money, grab a lot of money, and let the gold coins bury him.

  He is very envious of the Hobbit, the dragon who was buried alive by gold coins in the Battle of the Five Armies.

   Now that he can also have that kind of treatment, how can he not be excited?

   "Ace, this time I'm going to play the front line!"

   "You give me ten thousand soldiers, and I promise to turn the city of elves into ruins."

   Elena looked greedily at the 70,000 extremely elite soldiers around, and said with full of fighting spirit.

  Ace rolled his eyes.

   Boy, ten thousand soldiers.

  He only has 70,000 soldiers in total, and you can take out 10,000 with a wave of your hand, or attack the city of elves with several legends, and take the lead in the charge.

   You have a blast fighting this time, how many of these ten thousand elite soldiers can survive?

   Three thousand or five thousand?

  He spent a lot of effort, and blood sacrifices, and let those scholars teach them exercises.

   It took a lot of effort to cultivate 70,000 soldiers who were loyal and extremely loyal to them. If you make a fool of yourself, thousands of soldiers will disappear.

   You must know that these armies are all extraordinary legions comparable to the ace legions of the human world.

   A thousand of them can rub a hundred thousand ordinary troops on the ground, which is very precious.

   If you fight a battle of elves, you will lose several thousand. This is a proper loss-making business.

  Don’t forget that they still have 4 to 5 million cannon fodder troops, and the dark races from all over the dark swamp are also constantly coming. It is definitely not a big problem to pull out more than 10 million.

  Isn’t it good to let those cannon fodder die?

  Anyway, with the super-high birth rate of two cubs a year for ordinary dark creatures, as long as there is enough food, the number can double or triple every one or two years, which is not worth much at all.

  He doesn't feel bad no matter how many times he dies.

   "You want to be a striker, I have no objection!"

   "How about this, I will give you command for the first million dark creatures, and you can fight as you want."

  Ace waved his hand pretending to be grand.

Elena's face collapsed in an instant, and she said with anger: "I want to command those cannon fodder, do I still need your approval? What I want are these soldiers in front of me, and it is interesting to lead them to fight. What's the use?"

   "I think they give too much to give away heads."

  Eleanor put on a fighting form, hot sparks spewed out from his nostrils, and the vigorous destructive magic power spread around her around her.

  (end of this chapter)