The Earth Supplier of the Wizarding World

The wolves were tied near the shed. Naturally, they all saw Yanxing coming in a truck.

This is a Warcraft they have never seen or known.

It has a huge body, covered with iron armor and special wheeled limbs. Running, there was an unheard of chirp somewhere.

Deep but powerful.

What kind of Warcraft is this?

How powerful will the people who can tame and drive this Warcraft?

Why is such a powerful Lord here?

What are the odds of winning a war between the ethnic group and him?

The big werewolf felt the burning pain on half of his face. Where Yanxing pumped it with a steel pipe, his blood had scabbed.

He thought he had to escape and tell the patriarch what had happened here.

But I don't know what the other party's rope is made of. It looks thin, but it's so strong.

When the big werewolf was thinking about how to break the rope, he saw the human Lord coming with some farmers carrying some iron mesh things.

"You guys dig a trench two meters wide and one meter deep around these werewolves." Yanxing drew a circle with his fingers and said to the farmers, "pile all the soil on our side, take a picture, set up these barbed wire fences and circle these werewolves in the middle."

"Obey! Sir!" shouted the peasants, carrying their shovel.

Eat and drink

The peasants who received the new equipment were literally popular with their Lord.

Slogans shook the sky and worked very hard.

Wages?

Work for your master... It costs money!

Isn't that a white eyed wolf?

The farmers are working in full swing. The shovel waving, the soil flying, and seeing a ditch.

Yan hang set up a recliner next to the werewolf, set up an umbrella and put a box of beer next to it.

Put on sunglasses and lie down in the lounge chair, open a bottle of beer, plug in the straw and enjoy the beautiful grassland style.

Not far away, other farmers are digging trenches around the shanty town.

The trench is one meter deep and two meters wide.

When the earth is piled to one side, a wall one meter high can be piled up. The barbed wire fence is two meters high. With ditches, the drop can reach four meters.

Then lay barbed wire in the trench and barbed wire fence.

So that the werewolf can't climb up or jump over.

Yan Xing drank a small wine and said to the big werewolf around him, "our Terran farmers can't do anything except fight. They are definitely good at construction.

The ditch is dug in four directions, which is more standard than measuring with a ruler.

If you can go back safely this time, where do you need to dig ditches at home... Come to me!

In the face of the neighbors, the labor fee can be cheaper for you.

Ha ha ha... "

Wolves smell wine and their noses move quickly.

The big werewolf is secretly watching the farmers working around.

All the weapons in their hands were changed into long handle shovel weapons. They shoveled and stamped on the grass, but the whole shovel didn't enter!

Then you can easily lift a large piece of soil.

The sharpness and hardness are no less than those of swords made of refined iron.

The werewolf knew that the Terran army had always been known for its excellent weapons. The reason is that compared with other all people races, Terrans lose a basic level of soldiers.

The Terran structure is the separation of the army and the people. Farmers engaged in production and paid taxes, and rulers used richer financial resources to equip their troops with more and better armor and weapons.

But no matter how rich the Terran rulers are, they will not be foolish enough to provide farmers with sophisticated weapons.

However, the fine iron contained in the shovels in the hands of these farmers can definitely make a very good short sword.

The human Lord even let his farmers dig with such good weapons. If you think about it, most werewolf soldiers of his group are still using bone weapons, and getting an iron pot is regarded as a treasure.

The wolf is more angry than the man!

The big werewolf's nose can't help sniffing because of the smell of wine.

At the same time, he responded to Yan Xing: "Lord, your wealth is beyond my understanding of wealth. I don't know why you are rich and fancy this barren land, and the swamp clan has no intention to participate in the disputes among Terrans, elves and orcs.

But I want to remind you that all you have done is in vain.

The swamp clan will not allow humans to build Territories so close to thunder swamp. Your wealth will lead to more plunder.

Let us go and leave quietly... It's your best choice. "

Alas, if I could go, wouldn't I have left early?

I'm afraid there's no safer place on the whole windy highland.

Pick up the persimmon and pinch it soft.

Who calls you the swamp clan the weakest.

"What's your name?" Yanxing asked the big werewolf with beer. "If you don't have a name, sir, I can help you. I have some experience in naming recently."

The big werewolf said, "my name is steel teeth. Did the Lord seriously consider my suggestion..."

"Steel teeth? The image is an image, but it's too tacky. As for your suggestion... I'm not going to adopt it. It doesn't belong to the swamp or any party.

Ownerless land belongs to whoever occupies it.

You don't have to scare me. I said... I don't mean any harm to the swamp, but if you want to fight, I'll definitely accompany you. "

"You are too arrogant and despise our swamp people."

"You look down on the cage I built!"

At this time, a farmer walked up to Yanxing and bowed down and said, "Sir, the prison you said is covered."

"So fast?" Yanxing stood up and looked around.

Sure enough, a barbed wire fence wall was built around the wolves. All the trenches and barbed wire were wrapped with barbed wire rings, and only a small door led out.

At this time, Yanxing and the wolves were surrounded in this thorny prison.

"Sir, are you satisfied?" the farmer replied respectfully.

Yanxing swept the prison, better than he thought.

"Satisfied, satisfied!" Yanxing kicked the remaining beer and said to the farmer, "these wines will be given to you. Go to Eddie again and ask him to bring people to bring the prisoners' food. Feed these werewolves. We won't abuse the prisoners."

"Yes, sir! Thank you!"

The rewarded farmer happily took a box of beer away. In a moment, Eddie brought some farmers to lunch for the werewolf.

"Master..." Eddie came to Yanxing and whispered, "go out. It's dangerous here. I can be here alone. If you close the door outside, they don't dare to hurt me."

Werewolves must be untied before they can eat.

If Yan Xing is here, these werewolves may take the Lord as hostages.

But if a farmer is here, they will be honest when they know it's useless to catch him.

Yanxing knows what's at stake. There's no need to be brave.

He threatened the wolves: "if you are honest, I will feed you delicious and delicious. If you dare to hurt my people, I will kill all of you and roast wolf meat.

Have dinner! "