When Qin Jian reappeared in the Iron Fort with a brand new look, he almost burst into laughter.

The twelve giants laughed the loudest.

"Sir, your look is very white..." The giant patriarch didn't dare to finish his words. When he saw Ayi Lian's hatred gaze projected by him, he immediately stopped talking and smiled embarrassedly.

"Why did it happen like this?" Xiaolian walked up with heartache, tiptoed, and stroked Qin Jian's bandaged head with her little hands.

What's even more bizarre is that the raw materials for making this bandage are obviously a woman's clothes, and they still have a faint fragrance.

"It's okay, I'm just hitting a hammer." Qin Jian pulled off the bandage and touched his head with his hand, and there was no blood on it.

"It was a huge mace weighing a thousand pounds, with sharp thorns on it, made of pure steel, and it was hitting the head of the adults!" The commander of the Taurus Legion exaggerated while imitating the ogres' movements at that time.

The giants were pumping air conditioning sounds.

The giants' weapons are only 500 pounds. Now, I feel a little impressed when I hear someone can use a weapon of 1,000 pounds.

It’s not that Tony and the others can’t hold a thousand pounds of things. With the strength of the giant’s arm, they can hold a few thousand pounds of things, but the weapon is naturally easy to use.

"Sir, where is that ogre who hurts you? I want to compete with him for strength!" Tony asked in a muffled voice, his eyes full of persistence.

Qin Jian's old face was red with shame, and Carl was also embarrassed. Both of them wanted to find holes to drill down.

After fighting a lot, Qin Jian had never been injured. This time he was actually injured by an ogre, which was really detrimental. On the way back, Qin Jian told Carl to exaggerate the enemy a little, but he didn't expect that everyone had known who the enemy he was facing this time.

Lao Sai's big mouth! Qin Jian cursed in his heart.

"Okay, okay." Ayilian glared at Qin Jian with a grudge, "Isn't it just that he was injured by an ogre? What's the big deal?"

Xiaolian's eyes were full of smiles, and sometimes it was good to see this proud man being frustrated.

"Only scars can prove the bravery of a warrior!" Evelyn said a philosophical sentence from the side, which made Qin Jian feel very happy.

Xiaoduzi still feels sorry for others.

"Yes, yes, God of War Odin has not been injured!" Carl continued.

"Okay, it's okay." Qin Jian touched his forehead. Although there was still a little pain, he still had nothing to do without touching that place. Looking at the followers who were talking nonsense to protect his face, his heart was still warm and he felt that he was a little too concerned about his face.

More than 300 elves rescued this time were released from the ring, and nearly 700 elves were added to the Iron Fortress.

Including those rescued from various merchant groups these days, there are now about 4,000 elves around Qin Jian.

Most of them are women!

The slave trade group is really hateful, and there are no one who wants male elves, but those who like Long Yang like to have the best.

But with the arrogant personality of the elf, which male elf is willing to do this? It would be better to die.

Over time, few male elves survive now, and ninety percent of them are women.

Qin Jian has truly seen this fact these days. There are only a dozen male elf slaves snatched back from the business groups, and the others are all women.

The men in the mountain elves group are probably exhausted! Qin Jian looked at the elves who chattered after they came out, and was envious and sympathetic in his heart.

Originally, the mountain elves were seduced by the beauties of the dark elves. Women from the two tribes almost triggered an internal war. Now there are countless girls here. How should they end in the future?

The new elves have been taken down by Qianya to settle down. When they were regaining their freedom, they knelt down to Qin Jian together before leaving, with tears in their eyes and heavy gratitude.

Qin Jian's heart was filled with joy.

Xiaolian and Evelyn stood behind Qin Jian, helping him sort out the blood-blocked hair.

"By the way, where are those Spartacus merchants?" Qin Jian suddenly remembered this and asked.

"Everyone is in the altar square, guarded by the elves." Ayi Lian frowned and stopped his hand movements, "Master, Spartak is the largest human country on the Tans continent..."

"Stop talking, I know what you mean!" Qin Jian waved his hand, with a gloomy expression on his face, "This is my place. Anyone who dares not obeys the rules here will be punished! So what about the Kingdom of Spartacus? Can they just enforce the orders?"

"You are so strong." Ayilian twisted Qin Jian's nose and pulled him around.

"Don't worry, it's just a business group. That human country will not make a big fuss, not to mention that this time the incident violated the laws of the Orc Empire. Even if I promise to let them go, Arthur would not agree." Qin Jian laughed, "Besides, if they dare to fight, I will accompany you!" Qin Jian clenched his fists.

That guy Arthur is not the kind of person who is willing to leave fate. The longer you get in touch with him, the more you can feel his ambition!

This tiger tribe man has considerable courage, otherwise he would not have launched a palace coup without complete preparations.

Arthur has complained more than once about the current situation of the orc empire and human countries. Qin Jian believes that as long as there is a suitable opportunity, Arthur will definitely be willing to change the current situation of orcs and humans.

So, if Qin Jian does this now, maybe Arthur is still very happy, after all, he has regained face for the empire. At the same time, he also gave the nobles who dared to ignore the law an open warning!

In a word! Qin Jian and Arthur are grasshoppers on the same line!

As a war paladin, Qin Jian represents the dignity of the empire. Arthur must rely on the identity of Qin Jian's moon god envoy and use the power of the elves to guard the Siberian wasteland!

When Qin Jian brought people to the altar square, it was noisy here!

Many black iron dwarves were laying foundations and preparing to build a new temple. The old turtle Marri acted as a supervisor and guided the work of the black iron dwarves.

As soon as he saw Qin Jian coming, the old turtle cried and said, "Sir, it is a good thing for you to build a temple. We old guys also support you with all our strength and praise you. But... you have to send some people to me. Look, there are only a hundred black iron dwarves here, and I am very short of my limits."

Qin Jian patted Marri on the shoulder and sighed: "Thank you for your hard work. Iron Fortress is not enough now."

"There are more than 6,000 black iron dwarves, give me one thousand, and I promise to complete it within one month! This will be the top temple altar in the kingdom!"

"You ask for someone to come to Jimley, and the Black Iron Dwarfs listen to him now." Qin Jian looked unwilling to do it.

The most important thing is that Gimley is now bringing those black iron dwarves to build weapons and armor? Compared with the temple, Qin Jian is not too seriously attached to it.

The reason for building a temple is that I am afraid that the parliament will find excuses to interfere in the Iron Fort.

"Then Isn't I recruited four thousand orc warriors to scatter a few days ago? I can do this for me!" The old turtle said unwillingly.

"That won't work!" Qin Jian's head was shaking like a rattle, "I'm useful to those four thousand people now. Countless human merchants detour toward human countries, and there must be someone setting up levels on the Siberian wasteland!"

"Then..." The old turtle opened his mouth and quickly searched for the candidates in his heart. The giants must not do it. It is neither light nor heavy. Maybe it will mess up the mess here. As for the elves, there is no need to think about it. It is okay to let them sew and weave cloth or do more elegant art to build houses? The moon god did not give them this ability.

If the elves were brought up, maybe after the temple was built, it would have become a forest.

The Centaur and the Taurus followed Qin Jian all day long to sweep the robbers, and had their own things to do.

"Is there anyone else to use his hands?" Marri squeezed her face with a wrinkled face, almost crying.

"It's gone! I'm still missing." Qin Jian spread his hands.

"What should I do?"

"Hey... build it slowly. Anyway, you will live long and you won't be able to survive in five hundred years. Five hundred years is enough for you to build a temple, right?" Qin Jianyu said earnestly.

The God of War was blind! Such a human who was so careless about the temple was actually a knight who inherited the will of the God of War. Marri looked at Qin Jian's twisting butt and wanted to kick it up.

When they came to the group of detained merchant groups, these people were squatting on the ground and staring at Qin Jian in horror.

They really couldn't see how cruel Qin Jian was. Even if they told him that he was a business group of the Spartacus royal family, he showed no mercy at all.

The mercenaries were all confiscated. Although they were not detained here, no one wanted to escape.

Many elf archers had set up arrows on their hands, watching them from afar, giving them a great sense of oppression.

"Who can be responsible now? Stand up and speak!" Qin Jian swept over the group of people and asked.

"I am..." A very small voice came from the crowd, and then he stood up alone. Qin Jian remembered that he almost died under his gun, and then told himself about the ogre tribe.

This person had a flattering smile on his face, and he wanted to cry, and his expression was very rich.

"Come out." Qin Jian waved.

"Is it okay to just say it here?" This man really didn't have the courage to face Qin Jian's hideousness and resisted weakly.

Peter, who came here with Qin Jian, rushed forward and lifted him out.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" The man danced with his hands and feet, his face extremely frightened.

"I know you're wrong?" As soon as Peter let go, he collapsed to the ground, hugged Qin Jian's big feet, and cried.

"Wrong, we know we're wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"We should not violate the laws of the Orc Empire, and we should not ignore your existence!"

"Peter, teach him a lesson!" Qin Jian looked at the head of the bear.

The bear man raised this person again, grabbed his collar, and slapped him over with a crackling sound.

The black iron dwarfs who were working looked up and saw this scene, with a gloating smile on their faces.

"Rude, barbaric!" Marri said angrily. From this war paladin, he did not see any glory or advantages that belonged to the God of War.

The bear people's attacks were originally based on their hands. Their hands were very sharp and they were extremely quick to slap them.

After sweeping across, the man's face suddenly became swollen, and his teeth kept flying out of his mouth, carrying saliva and blood.

"We are wrong and should not offend your dignity!"

"Continue to fight, don't stop until you recognize your mistakes!" Qin Jian looked at all this coldly.

When Peter almost suffocated the human gums, he said breathlessly: "We... shouldn't... sell elves!"

Peter stopped, threw the human, and spitted hatefully.

The bear man who followed Qin Jian for a long time naturally knew what Qin Jian cared about the most.

Elf! What are the war paladins and the Siberian wasteland lords, for Qin Jian, they are all bullshits. Only the elves are what he cares about the most.
To be continued...