The Dictatorial Lords

After a long journey of more than 2 months, Locke and the others finally arrived. They are located in the wild land at the southernmost tip of the empire. The legendary battlefield of the gods is the Wiglut Wilderness, where there are countless criminals, aliens, and half-orcs. Orcs, people who can't survive in their own race or who have committed serious crimes are concentrated here. There is no law to speak of.

The werewolf hunter tribe, this is the first small tribe that Locke passed by, specializing in robbery, notorious robbers, relying on plundering for a living, of course, the process may be a bit bloody, and finally the werewolf hunters paid one-third of the entire village. Where did he pass without hurting a single hair of Locke and others. The fighting power of elite soldiers and senior knights can be seen. Locke led the knights through the werewolf hunter tribe, and came to a dry forest. This is a unique tree in the wilderness. Only this kind of tree can survive in this place with a great temperature difference between hot and cold. A few leaves grew on the bare trunk, showing its tenacious life.

Very quiet and very hot.

Locke led the knights all the way, only to see broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, withered trees, and at first glance, there was not even a bit of water vapor. Fortunately, Locke and the others came close to night, otherwise they would definitely be baked into mummy corpses. 's fate. According to the werewolf leader, the Wigrit Wilderness is at least 50 degrees Celsius during the day. Thinking about it, I can't imagine how the race here survived.

It seemed that he wanted to get to a foothold as soon as possible. Thinking of this, Locke ordered the knights to mount. Soldiers and knights rode a warhorse and galloped away into the distance.

After running fast for about an hour, he was at least 60 miles away from the werewolf hunter tribe. Locke found that there were some low shacks built by haystacks in front of him, where low figures came in and out. Seeing the arrival of Locke and others, they all showed a vigilant look. A guy who looked like a leader stepped forward, and Locke saw clearly that this was a group of low-level squirrels. "Dear sir, what can I do for you?" Locke looked at the rat man and carefully scrutinized him. He was short in stature, thirsty, with claws-like hands. He seemed to be an expert in drilling holes. Is it high temperature during the day? Why don't you recruit these Rat Men to dig holes for yourself to escape the brutal daytime temperatures? "You are the head of this tribe?" asked Locke, who made up his mind.

"Yes, my lord, I am the leader of this rat tribe."

"I'm the pioneering lord. I heard that you rat people dig holes very quickly? Now I need to see your abilities?" Locke said

"Lord Lord, our ratmen's talent is to dig holes. In a few hours, we can create an underground space that can accommodate dozens of people. However, our combat effectiveness is low and the population is large, so the orcs can only come here. The Wilderness of Wiglott," said the Rat Man leader proudly and frustratedly.

"Let me see your abilities. If it is as you said, I will recruit you. You don't need to fight. You can become my subjects and work for me. I can give you food and silver coins!" Locke said.

The Rat Man leader was overjoyed. There was no faction in the Wilderness of Wiglott that was willing to recruit a group of Rat Man with low combat power. He immediately patted his chest and shouted, "Don't worry, give us half an hour, and we will definitely be able to create a qualified underground space! "

The mice moved quickly, and they didn't need tools at all. They only saw the dust flying all over the sky, and more than 50 mice had burrowed into the ground. Locke was stunned.

"Okay." The leader of the Rat Man came out directly from the ground. In less than half an hour, Locke walked into the cave in disbelief. The passage was as high as one person, and he went down diagonally. After walking for more than 10 meters, he saw a few ten meters of space. Several beams are supported in the middle, apparently to prevent collapse.

"Lord Lord, this is 15 meters underground. It can completely isolate the high temperature of the surface during the day." The Rat Man leader pointed to the underground space.

"Very good, what's your name, from now on, your tribe will be my subjects and work for me." Locke nodded with satisfaction. Niu X, such a short time. Dig out such a large space. It can be seen that the Rat Man's talent is really awesome. Why don't the barbarians in the Wigrit Wilderness know how to use the Rat Man? Or does each faction have a group of ratmen at their service?

"Sir, just call me Lawrence, do you really plan to recruit us? You know, our rat people are low in combat, even those big forces are reluctant to recruit us, they just hire us to drill holes for them, It will expel us. "UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Lawrence said excitedly.

"That's right, now, you gather your clan, let's set off quickly, find a good place to establish a territory, dig underground caves, I don't want to be roasted into jerky tomorrow and daytime." Locke turned and walked out.

When they got to the ground, a group of rat people gathered together, each laughing and talking. Obviously, such a burrow was a piece of cake for them.

The ability to dig holes was completely beyond Locke's expectations. He rode on a horse and waited for Lawrence to summon his clan. Silently watching their excited gestures there, it was obvious that Lawrence told everyone about Locke's recruitment of them. One by one, the eyes were red.

"My lord." Lawrence looked at Locke wryly, "Well, can we make some demands? I know, it's a bit too much to ask your lord now."

"any request"

"Sir. Can you give us some water? Many of the clansmen have never drunk water. If they migrate now, I don't know how many people will die on the way." Lawrence looked at his new owner, water, begging. What an extravagant word in the Wilderness of Wiglott.

"Of course" Locke smiled. He didn't know how precious the water, especially clean fresh water, was in the Wilderness of Wiglott. With a gesture of his hand, a knight came over with a wooden barrel and placed it beside Lawrence.

Lawrence returned to the rat crowd with a bucket in his hand, and a shocking cheer erupted, as if praising the kind lord.

Locke looked a little funny, wasn't it just some water?

Called Lawrence and saw that his stomach was slightly bulging. Apparently he drank a lot of water and asked, "Lawrence, where do you usually drink the water?" Lawrence said, "There are fox clansmen who specialize in selling water in the Wilderness of Wiglott, and they are from the Wilderness of Wiglott. merchant."