I became the ancestor of the blood clan

Not only because the centaur is powerful, but also because this hill is as poor as the barren wasteland.

There is no benefit, and the idea is tricky, so the Nolan Empire didn't bother to pay attention to the centaur who didn't pick trouble.

"Are you sure?" Li De was in a bad mood.

Centaurs are like overlords in the low mountains and hills, and there are millions of them.

If the people in Lisle City were targeted by the centaur, then the price he would have to pay to get these high-quality population might be different.

Andebella nodded with a solemn expression, and there was a bit of sadness in those silver eyes.

"Only with the blood of the Lisle family in the body can the message be transmitted through the blood cloak, and the price for transmitting the message in this way is life..."

life?

Li De shook his head. Every time a message is sent, a clansman will die. This method will not be used indiscriminately until the critical moment.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take another look at the crimson cloak on the girl's back. It would really cost a lot to use the power of high-level equipment.

But I don't care...

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Li De had a strange expression on his face.

"Miss Andebella, the low mountains and hills are hundreds of kilometers away from the city of Lisle, why did your people reach it in a few hours?"

How many sundays has it been since the city of Lisle was breached?Without a flying mount, even a fast horse may not be able to reach the low mountains and hills at this time.

Andebella shook her head, her tone suddenly became a little indifferent.

"The city of Lisle has a secret passage to leave the city, and only a small part of them were escorted out by the army after the city was broken.

Five days ago, various nobles came to the ocean, saying that they wanted to send a group of people out of the city in order to preserve the backbone of Lisle City.

In this way, even after Lisle City is breached, it still has the ability to restart.

And my people are also involved..."

Although there were few words and the details were vague, Li De had vaguely seen the scene where the nobles who were afraid of death united to put pressure on Andebella to let her open the secret passage to let them leave the city of Lisle.

And there was also her clan involved.

This definitely dealt a major blow to the girl who had been fighting on the front line and was about to give her life for the city of Lisle.

Li De shook his head. Human nature has a bright side, but human nature also has an extremely dark side.

How many nobles who are used to enjoying the noble life are willing to follow this city to accompany those lowly refugees to die?

"How many are there?"

Li De originally thought that it would be great for these people to have one or two thousand dollars, but what Andebella said made him speechless.

"About ten thousand..."

mmp, tens of thousands of people sneaked out of the city these days? ?

What do orcs eat, such a huge number that no one can find out?

Seemingly seeing Li De's confusion, Andebella took the initiative to explain.

"There is an extremely deep hidden river in Lisle City, which was excavated thousands of years ago. That dark river leads directly to low mountains and hills, and can transport about two to 3000 people every day..."

Is there a dark river in the city?Can transport 3000 people every day?

The expression on Li De's face is very exciting, how big will this dark river have to be dug?

As expected of a city left over from the previous empire, even Green City might not have such heritage.

After thinking about it, Li De's expression became serious.

"Miss Andebella, do you need my help?"

Andebella felt the warmth coming from behind her, sniffed the man's unique breath at the tip of her nose, and blushed inexplicably.

"But... the centaur is too powerful..."

Li De shook his head with a firm gaze, he would be sorry if he didn't take a bite of this sweet cake for putting so much effort into it.

"That's what's needed.

Annette, we are friends, aren't we? "

"Of course, Your Excellency Ezreal, you will always be my friend, forever." The girl's tone was firm, as if she was swearing to a god.

Li De smiled slightly, with a domineering and unquestionable tone, "Then there is no problem.

I think we can go now. "

After finishing speaking, he said coldly to Castro who was sitting under him.

"Castro, go to the low hills and hills immediately", no one can snatch the food from my mouth.

It doesn't matter if you're an orc or a centaur.

Andebella looked at Li De who acted decisively, and her mood became complicated again.

From Li De's appearance at the very beginning to the present, the only thing that can be described by the word "perfect" is left to Andebella.

When she fell into the abyss and surrounded by despair, like the heroes in all chivalrous novels, Li De appeared in front of her when she needed it most, and held her gracefully in his arms—like a princess.

No one can hurt you... That firm sentence is still echoing in the girl's mind until now.

Dwarven Valley, Stanley got the news immediately after the goblins were sent out of town.

Hundreds of blood races riding on magic bats took off from the valley of the dwarves and headed for the city of Lisle in the dark.

Because of the breach of Lisle City, the originally strong blockade had already been broken at this time, and the orcs flooded into Lisle City, wreaking havoc on this spoil that belonged to them.

A few hours later, before dawn, Stanley, riding on the magic word bat, saw the lion tribe's convoy in the air.

Without hiding, Stanley directly controlled the magic language bat to land.

In fact, because of the mithril veins, the orcs who joined the lion tribe had already known that the lion tribe was cooperating with the legendary vampires.

But these orcs didn't have much reaction to this.

Although vampires are dark beings, they have no hatred for orcs. After all, vampires rarely hunt orcs, and vampires are not interested in dirty orcs.

Both the vampires and the orcs have a neutral attitude towards each other, and there is no such thing as a human being who will always be a sworn enemy when they see a vampire.

More importantly, the blood race now regularly transports large quantities of logistics supplies to the dwarven valley.

Eating, drinking and dressing, it can be said that the dwarven valley is completely supported by the blood race.

This also made the orcs have a better impression of the blood race.

And Craig was also very solemn when promoting the blood clan in the lion tribe, seriously telling the blood clan that they were their partners, and forbidding anyone to conflict with the blood clan.

Being able to eat a full stomach is the greatest happiness for orcs, and they don't care whether they are making deals with vampires or demons.

Only a well-fed human can think about such boring questions.

"Master Stanley."

A werewolf warrior stepped forward to salute Stanley. This powerful 15th-level blood clan is now the second in command of the Lion Tribe. When Craig was away, Stanley was in charge of the entire Lion Tribe.

The smart Stanley is superb and his wrist is strong enough. He knows how to deal with these simple-minded orcs, especially after he personally ended up fighting with the strongest orcs of the lion tribe a few times, and immediately won the entire lion tribe respect.

It is the nature of orcs to worship the strong, and Stanley at level 15 is enough to win the worship.

"Aiden, where's the goblin?" Stanley looked around the convoy and frowned and asked the werewolf in front of him.

"Master Stanley, the goblins are all hidden in the carriage."

"Let the goblins assemble, I will move them to a safe place, and now you continue to transport these trophies back to the dwarf valley."

The orcs who can escort the goblins are all loyal warriors who have signed a soul contract with Craig. Their families, relatives and friends all live in the dwarf valley. It can be said that fate has already been bound to the lion tribe, so Stanley wasn't worried about anything major going wrong, either.

And after these orcs who knew where the goblins were going returned, he would not let them leave the dwarf valley in a short time.

A few hands prepared to seal off the possibility of news leakage.

"As you wish."

After receiving Stanley's order, the orc immediately began to clean the carriage.

And the goblins who had been waiting for a long time all came out of the hidden carriage with urgency.

Under the moonlight, a large group of green short men appeared in everyone's eyes on the low plain, and the scene looked a little weird.

Goblin patriarch Moore Huishan, this old goblin with a long green stick and scars all over his face, looked at the tall Stanley with the same face and a hideous scar across his face, with a solemn expression.

"Dear Blood Lord, I am Moore Huishan, the patriarch of the Huishan tribe."

Although Stanley's expression didn't change, he was a little surprised in his heart.

Mianxia is always Mianxia, ​​and he actually got the goblin most wanted by the orcs from the siege of hundreds of thousands of orcs.

This wrist is really as good as the sky.

When Li De sent the letter to him, he outlined the plan.

Although the plan of using the lion tribe to transport the goblins seems simple, but to quickly clear up the mind and firmly implement it in an environment surrounded by hundreds of thousands of orcs, which seems hopeless, this kind of courage is far beyond ordinary people's ability There are.

And this result is naturally satisfactory enough.

Every time Stanley was amazed by his master's endless showmanship, he never thought he was not smart enough, but in front of Reed's wrist, it seemed that he was a bit lacking in style.

"Stanley Kachar, welcome, Patriarch Er, Your Majesty has prepared accommodation and food for you..."

Stanley's smile was very gentle, but with the scar on his face, it was a little ferocious.

Moore's face froze slightly when he heard this, and he thought of the terrifying existence with the giant dragon again. Until now, the powerful dragon might still linger in his mind.

He opened his mouth with some caution.

"Your Excellency Stanley, thank you for the help of the blood clan. I am willing to bring my clansmen to follow you, but some of my clansmen are still out. Can I send some people to look for them?"

Hearing this, Stanley took a deep look at the old goblin who was only 1.2 blades tall, and rejected this naive idea without mercy.

"Patriarch Moore, let the blood of the Holy Light help you with this matter. You just need to tell me in which direction your people left."

Um... dare I say it?

Seeing his thoughts being ruthlessly extinguished, Moore's eyes flashed a little helpless.

The weak never have the power to choose.

"I will use the magic word bat to transport you to the city of Daybreak.

Patriarch Moore, you will start a new life in the city of the blood of the Holy Light. Believe me, this city will give goblins a new lease of life. "

Moore's face was a bit ugly, starting a new life in the city of vampires? ?

Why does this sound so unreliable, and what is the Holy Light Blood Race?Why do vampires add such a sacred title before their title?

"I……"

Before Moore could speak, Stanley interrupted him forcefully.

"Patriarch Moore, don't need to say much, just follow in the footsteps of the magic word bat. Your Majesty treats goblins differently. I hope that the Huishan Tribe will not disappoint your Majesty. Maybe you can't bear the consequences of being disappointed."

The threat of Chiguoguo, but this kind of strength is [-] times stronger than the explanation in front of the goblin.

Moore didn't dare to say any more. In this old place, Reed was definitely more terrifying than the thousands of orcs and hundreds of terrifying giant bats here.

That is the extraordinary existence that enslaved the dragon.

"As you wish, I believe that the great blood of the Holy Light will not harm my people." The old goblin said firmly, as if he really thought so.

Spark was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy, and started working directly.

The goblin's already weak will to resist was almost gone under Li De's deterrence, and so many giant bats appeared at this moment.

Seeing that there was no hope of resistance, these weak-willed dwarfs immediately followed the guidance of the blood clan and sat on the magic bat, ready to go to an unknown direction.

The whole process was surprisingly smooth, not to mention resistance, there was no disobedience at all.

This made Stanley, who had made a lot of preparations, speechless.

Compared to the dwarves, these guys are really nothing to look at. Do you know how these cartilages have survived from ancient times to today and have not been exterminated.

In this way, the goblin that Li De had been thinking about was successfully taken back to Daybreak City by Stanley.