However, it is too subjective to the goblins.

Caesar was very interested in the customs and culture of Eladia and had an in-depth understanding of many species. Even the lowly species that were deeply disliked by the wisdom species and abandoned like shabby shoes, such as the dog-headed man, dwarf, goblin, etc., he also had a relatively comprehensive understanding.

From the books I have read, the Black Dragon Lord learned that the creative spirit and alchemy talents of goblins rank among the top among the many races of Aladia. Although they are mostly out of tune, they can create a lot of good things when they have a sudden idea.

For example, the giant puppet weapon that shines in countless wars in the Second Age was created by goblins to create the prototype of "giant goblins".

Of course, today, with the continuous development of Aladia, the original puppet weapons have long been eliminated and replaced by more powerful constructed golems created by magic power.

Moreover, these guys are not inferior to those of the wild boars in engineering, and are far ahead of all the clans under the current Black Wings Nest in casting.

Under these factors, the great commander Hogg, carrying the legendary weapon, left the Black Wing's nest and searched for the robbers to capture the goblins.

The zombies were stationed on the outer edge of the Black Wings Nest, holding weapons in a circle, blocking the whimpering goblins inside. At a glance, there were about two to three hundred goblins here, which was about the same as a small goblin community.

At this time, Caesar arrived.

Accompanied by the low rolling thunder and the surging crimson flames in the sky, the black dragon quickly amplified from far to near, and Caesar still couldn't learn how to glide and slow down. He directly knocked down with a loud bang and landed on a steep slope not far away.

Accompanied by the huge collision, the ground at the foot of the black dragon made a mute and whine, cracks spread one after another, and the surging sand and dust swept over at any time.

It seemed as if the sound of the explosion scared the goblins. They hugged the big green head with both hands, half-squatted down, buried their heads in their crotch, and cried and begged for mercy in a constant stream of sounds of crying and begging for mercy.

In contrast, the jackals seemed much calmer, but they lowered their heads slightly in awe, and did not show any other embarrassing actions.

"His Majesty."

Hog came over and placed the short-handled heavy axe blood on the ground. He knelt on one knee, put the axe handle on his right claw, and said, "This is the goblin race in the north, where there are goblins, dwarfs, dogheads and cavemen everywhere, but the wolf cubs I brought with me are limited, so I can only lock this number of goblins."

The werewolf leader not only completed the mission, but also brought information from unknown areas in the north.

“Good job.”

Black Dragon nodded and encouraged him. Hogg is indeed worthy of praise, at least he has not been disappointed so far: "How many goblins are there here."

"Two hundred and seventy-three, but many died on the way, and I still haven't had time to count it, Your Majesty."

Enough, the task of goblins at this stage is mainly to smel metals and to make weapons. As long as they can enslave them, they will not let goblins become lazy or run away, these hundreds can fully meet the current needs of the Black Winged Nest.

After the goblins were in place, the mine vein mining plan was put on the agenda.

There are also mineral veins in the green field. Several miles behind the Black Wings Nest Canopy Fortress, there is a black iron ore that has been discovered long ago. Originally, the Mother of the Poison had been mined, but Sylvia did not have high-quality miners like the Grey Dwarf under her command, so she was inefficient. Later, due to war and power changes, mining matters completely stagnated.

Now, Caesar is preparing to restart the mining plan for the black iron ore. Even if the Green Capital Treasure House is rich and not supplemented, he will face the dilemma of losing his life. Some time ago, the scattered dog-headed guys who snuggled on the edge of the Black Wings Nest were trembling and wanted to seek shelter can now come in handy.

"Divide an independent area, settle these goblins, then draw some ethnic groups from each clan to closely monitor the goblin community, and force them to obey the orders of the Black Winged Nest."

Caesar said, "In addition, after you come back, you should take two days off and prepare for the matter of taking over the supervisor of the Black Wings Nest as usual, and I am about to fall asleep."

"You will become the king of the North, Your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, Hogg nodded and complimented him.

It knows that dragons develop and grow in a long period of sleep. Every time they sleep for a long time, they will absorb the knowledge of the dragon's inheritance. When they wake up, they will become stronger.

Unfortunately, this flattery was a bit inadequate. In Caesar's opinion, the King of North was not a difficult goal. Without any accident, he could just destroy the countries in the North and win over a handful of the Elf Forest, and easily win over a title without being crowned.

Although Hog is very smart and has a rich experience, due to strength, the King of the North is already the limit that the leader of the werewolf can imagine. A powerful existence at a higher level is impossible to figure out with its empty mind now.

"Um."

The black dragon nodded. This dead guy likes to listen to people's praises. As long as the dry and awkward whisper like the dog-killer, other slightly normal black dragons can allow it and enjoy it.

Hogg's heartfelt compliments made him feel better, and he paused before bringing up another thing.

"If the orcs come back with the Taurus, arrange for those Taurus to farm, and some necessary resources that the Black Winged Nest does not have. You can contact the leader of Kaki's Transformation Monster and ask him directly."

"Also, but if Gal still doesn't come back a month later, he will wake me up at the Emerald Palace and I have to go find them."

"Abide by your order."

The gnoll leader who was half kneeling on the ground nodded. Hog was already strong enough, but it was far worse than the Black Dragon Lord. Caesar's body had grown to an exaggerated level. In the history of Eladia, even the red dragon had no such strong case.

The guy's muscles were arched, and he was pressed against the exoskeleton's armor and spines, as if he was about to tear the skin scales.

After everything was arranged, Caesar was not idle enough to watch the chaotic scene of the zombies settling down the goblins. The Black Dragon Lord turned around and returned with the deep red light.

It's still early now, so he can sleep for a while. At this stage, he can't sleep for a long time, so he has to make up for it with some nap.

For dragons, sleeping for one day and one night is really just a nap.
Chapter completed!