When the goblins Atom and Sha Jin risked their lives and quietly walked into the grassland with almost slim hope, Lorraine went to see him off in person.
He watched Sha Jin's weak back staggering away, and suddenly felt a strange and tragic mood.
As for what Goblin Sha Jin could gain from this trip, Lorraine actually had no confidence in his heart.
After all, goblins have always been known for their greed, shortsightedness, weakness and betrayal.
What's more, Sha Jin himself has caused a lot of trouble on the grassland. He has several creditors there. If they encounter him, they will probably kill him with a knife before the goblin can say anything.
And Lorraine is not the kind of vampire boss who sets a sales volume of 30 million and then fires him if he fails to complete the task. At most, he can find some excuse to deduct some annual bonus and collect some deposit.
Such unethical behavior.
As a person who has never won the title of Outstanding Employee, Expert in the Position, or Star Employee of the Year, Lorraine knows one truth very well - 'There is no free lunch in the world'.
This sentence is not only applicable to employees, but also to bosses.
No matter how much you are paid, the people below will do as much work for you. Those who do not take advantage of others are already rare and honest people.
If you are not in a magical country or you are a Gao Deng mourning (English transliteration), then don't expect any good things like "voluntary", "free" and "obligatory" overtime.
Of course, in the report to Governor Lorraine below, it was always mentioned that someone was slightly injured and could not leave the firing line. He ate in the office and slept on the front line. He did not go home for days and months. He never worked no matter morning or evening. He worked thirty days a month.
Two days, fourteen months of work a year, something like that.
Lorraine knew that this grandson must have been having fun with Shangguan in bathing centers, entertainment squares and other places.
If you are short of money later and need to slaughter big households and fatten pigs, you can definitely go to that girl! It is said that this is what a child in Chongzhen did back then.
Before Goblin Shajin left, Lorraine specifically told him not to force himself. If there was any danger or uncertainty, just run back with oil on your feet.
After all, Gojing Shajin is good at overall planning and improving corporate efficiency.
There are some simple drawings depicting goblins everywhere in the Flying Eagle Company, and then a group of managers and employees use darts, small needles, toothpicks, etc. to poke them into them when they have nothing to do.
From then on, Lorraine and Leo knew that Di Zhi was a talent.
Of course, in the later official propaganda of the empire, the images of goblin prophet Atom and Lord Shajin were glorious, majestic, and wise.
His successful experience inspired generations of goblins to come out of their huts and integrate into the feudal society of the Ruman Empire.
After sending Sha Jin away, Lorraine's next task was to deal with the orcs on the border.
In order to deal with those guys, Lorraine led his team and staged a mighty armed march on the border.
A cavalry team of five thousand people set out from the city of Croni and headed towards the southern border with great momentum. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that Lorraine was leading them to show off their force in order to subdue the orcs.
Solving the problem of the Aquitan tribe is only one of the purposes of Lorraine's trip.
Lorraine has been observing Galba, the great half-orc shaman who is following him these days.
He also didn't expect that this great shaman was very honest. Not only was he very understanding, he would ask for instructions early every day and report back at night. No matter what happened, he would ask for instructions immediately, and he would obey his orders absolutely and implement them without compromise.
Even Adele sighed, it would be great if the people below could understand the general situation and know how to advance and retreat like this soul prophet. Our work would be much simpler.
Since the current heads of the Aquitan tribe are so obedient, all the frictions that arise during the integration of the Aquitan tribe are just minor issues that do not affect the overall situation.
Lorraine led so many young men, shouted slogans, and crossed her territory aggressively. Naturally, it was not to go to the next door for morning tea.
Lord Lorraine's intention is very clear. He is to take advantage of this great opportunity to gather heavy troops and integrate the Aquitan people. He will take the opportunity to integrate all the orc tribes on the border, leaving them no chance to ride on the wall.
You know, those small tribes are just like grassroots, they are a bunch of useless people to the Naian people. It is useless, they can at least provide a buffer warning and buy the defenders two days.
Let's say it's useful. These guys never work hard in the war. They want more and more things every year. They also work part-time from time to time. They cover their faces and sneak into the country to commit robberies, disrupting local security and annoying local officials.
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Since Aquitaine accepted the dispersion and reorganization of the army, driven by this trend, these small tribes had no choice.
This group of orcs have been interacting with humans for many years, and they know a lot about things on Nai'an, such as the distribution of border towns, some mountain roads, the deployment of Nai'an garrison, etc. These orcs almost all know it by heart.
Leaving them for the Orc Alliance would be a disaster.
In case the Orcs allied forces came over, these guys surrendered and mixed with the Orcs allied forces. Everyone hugged their necks and patted their shoulders, shouting: Orcs in the world are one family. Come on, brother. I will lead the way. There is a shortcut.
Can be bypassed.
Then Lorraine would have great fun.
When you leave the city of Croni, you will see the usual scenery in the human world. On both sides of the road are continuous farmland, and the land is brown and yellow after the autumn harvest.
There are blue-grey villages dotted in the middle of the farmland, and there are numerous them from near to far. The wooden, stone, and adobe houses in the villages mostly have the unique style of dwarves or elves.
After traveling for thirty miles, the farmland on both sides began to become sparse, the size of the village was much smaller, and the farmhouses were scattered and scattered.
Seeing Lorraine's mighty cavalry team, the farmers ran out of their houses, crowded on the roadside and nervously asked the soldiers, "Is there a fight?"
"Are the Orcs coming? How far are they?"
"..."
It wasn't until they learned that this was just a large-scale border patrol that the farmers returned home uneasily.
Lorraine led the army forward, and it was not until the afternoon that they arrived at today's destination, a fortress on a hill on the border.
The soldiers formed a team and built layers of defenses around the fortress. Lorraine took Leo to the top of the fortress and looked south at the boundless grassland.
All I could see was that the prairie in the distance was empty and lonely.
Withered yellow weeds cover the entire land. The cold wind in late autumn picks up the grass and dust, forming a smoke screen that rolls across the grassland. There are neither people nor animals.
The cool breeze made everyone's clothes flutter, and the wind whistled in their ears.
Leo's fat face was blown red by the wind.
He squinted his big eyes and looked at it for a long time against the cold wind. Then he wrapped himself in his clothes and sighed: "The land is good, but it is too desolate here."
Nosdarko, the Lord of Cloni City, said respectfully: "Your Highness, if you come here in spring or summer, the climate will be pleasant and the scenery will be very good."
Leo glanced at him without saying anything, but curled his lips in disdain.
Lorraine smiled and said: "Lord Nosdarko, what Leo means is that it would be better if all this place was turned into farmland."
Nosdar was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement, but then sighed and said, "It's not that I don't want to cultivate land, sir.
Such a good plain has fertile land, a suitable climate, and a lot of rain every year. If you sprinkle the seeds, they will sprout, but...the orcs cannot stop plundering and burning them every year."
"It will be ours soon, it will be soon." Lorraine patted the railing on the top of the fortress and said to herself.
Uri, the leader of the Remi tribe, walked up to the soldiers again and asked in a low voice: "Well, when will your governor arrive? We have been waiting for almost a day."
The soldier rolled his eyes at him and said impatiently: "How would I know? Just wait and see."
Uli murmured twice and had no choice but to retreat again.
Not far away, another half-orc was pacing back and forth in annoyance. When he heard the soldier say this, he waved his hands angrily and shouted: "Go back, let's go back. Find us here to drink wind, in the end
What do you mean, we are different from the Aquitaine people."
As he said that, he turned around and strode out. He drove to the door and looked at the soldiers standing at the door, glaring at them. However, he was not timid at all. He snorted angrily, stretched out his hands and pushed the soldiers' shoulders, trying to squeeze away the soldiers.
human wall.
But no matter how hard he tried, the soldiers on the opposite side remained motionless. The orc became angry, pointed at the soldiers, and shouted: "You..."
The leading officer glared at him, then put his hand on the hilt of the sword and said in a cold voice: "Our governor asked you to wait here, so you can wait here."
What else would the orc say?
Chief Uri quickly pulled him back and comforted him to calm him down.
At this time, the human soldiers suddenly stepped aside, Lorraine led the people in, and the orcs stood up nervously.
"Sorry, I'm late." Lorraine nodded and said casually, but there was no sign of apology on his face.
Chief Uli quickly bent down and saluted Lorraine, speaking in pure Ruman language, and said: "There, you came at the right time."
"Oh," Lorraine sneered and said, "I heard that someone just couldn't wait and wanted to leave first."
The orc who had just made trouble snorted, and Uri hurriedly pulled his clothes, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Piolek was joking."
Lorraine smiled and said, "Everyone, please take a seat."
Then I did it on my own.
"No need~!" Piorek, the half-orc who kept stabbing, waved his hand and said loudly: "We half-orcs always sit on the floor and have no habit of making chairs."
The other half-orc clan leaders nodded and stood directly opposite Lorraine.
Patriarch Uri was leaning on the armrest of the chair, his buttocks two inches above the chair surface, and was about to sit down. After hearing this, he couldn't sit down or even sit down for a moment. He was extremely embarrassed.
He looked at Lorraine, then at the other half-orc clan leaders, and finally calmed down, smiled at Lorraine, nodded, and sat down.
Lorraine looked at the upright half-orc clan leaders opposite him, curled his lips, and thought to himself: I don’t understand current affairs.
He coughed lightly, and then said: "Actually, it's not a big deal to call you here. I think you all know that the orcs in the south have formed a coalition and want to invade, so I won't say more.
In short, for the safety of your tribe, I suggest that you learn from Aquitan’s approach. Do you also know the conditions we have entered into with the Aquitan people?”
Piolek said loudly: "You don't have to worry about this, so we will naturally be careful. We are not Aquitaine, and unlike them, we are not at the point where we cannot survive."
Lorraine nodded lightly, and then looked at the orc who sat down.
Chief Uri smiled honestly and said: "This is not impossible, sir, but you also know that we are all small tribes, not as big as the Aquitan family. It is naturally good to live a life without worries about food and clothing.
Yes, but our tribe has never farmed before, so we are afraid that our hands will not be able to do the work. If we don’t have enough to eat, that’s not..."
Lorraine laughed. The attitude of these orcs was quite direct. They were either unwilling or asking for favors, but they didn't hide it at all.
Lorraine carefully looked at the orc chiefs opposite who had been summoned.
Except for the face of an orc, these people are dressed in a standard human style. Even the tattoos on their faces are much less colorful than those of the Aquitan people. They either have a short smear, or
Just like Patriarch Uri, his face is clean.
As far as Lorraine knew, these clan leaders had long ago abandoned their animal skin tents, lived in houses, and their living habits were becoming more and more like those of human nobles.
Their attitude is quite simple. Except for the leader of the Uri clan, they all act like they would rather be the head of a chicken than the queen of a cow. They want to try to get as many preferential terms as possible.
Lorraine straightened her face and said in a cold voice: "I'm not discussing with you, and I don't have time to discuss with you. The Orc Alliance might appear on the horizon tomorrow. I don't have time to play with you and be virtuous.
No matter what kind of mentality a big country has, those conditions are exactly the same as those of the Aquitaine people.
If you agree, you must implement it now. If you don't agree, you must implement it now, otherwise, our cavalry will implement it for you."
Hearing Lorraine's straightforward threat of force, the faces of these half-orc clan leaders moved. Although they did not speak, their eyes were clearly panicked.
Chief Uri said with a grimace: "Sir, this is easy to discuss, easy to discuss..."
Piolek shouted at Lorraine: "You want to fight, and you don't want us orcs to stay here, so we can just leave. We are far away from your border. Is that okay?"
Lorraine snorted and said: "The leader of the Piorek tribe in Oz, right? I wonder how far your tribe is from here?"
"Not far, not near, eighty miles away." Piolek
"Oh," Lorraine nodded and said, "I don't know how many sentry posts you have to pass from Oz to Remy."
"I haven't counted, maybe five or six."
"Do you know the officer at the sentry post?"
"Why don't you realize that we have always abided by the conditions of humans and even do business with humans? We all rely on them." Piolek said loudly.
The other orcs were still unaware, but Chief Uri knew what Lorraine meant, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
"Since you know everything," Lorraine Lorraine stared at him with squinted eyes and said, "Do you think we will let you leave?"
"I..." Patriarch Piorek understood what Lorraine meant. He looked at Lorraine intently, his throat was shaking, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
"Oh, and I forgot to tell you that the border of Nai'an has moved a hundred miles south. To be precise, you are already in Nai'an." Lorraine said calmly.
Chief Uri was stunned for a moment and said, "We have never heard of it?"
Lorraine chuckled and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot to inform you. We were about to put up the boundary marker."
"I..." Chief Uli couldn't hold his breath, so he suppressed his blush and smiled bitterly.
Lorraine looked at everyone coldly and asked softly: "Now, let me ask again, is there anyone who objects? If you have any opinions, feel free to mention them. I have always been very tolerant. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask.
Gelba the great shaman of Aquitaine?
I will never lock you all in a small dark room, then pretend there is a fire and set a fire outside to burn everyone to death.
We will not directly send cavalry to pretend to be other tribes and loot your tribe."
Everyone immediately shuddered and fell silent.
They knew not to look at what the lord said was beautiful, but as long as they dared to say "no", they would have to leave here today.
The example next to Delino is in the front. It is said that the unlucky boy just went drunk and teased the maid of the Governor's Palace, and Lorraine stabbed his head through with a steel rod, and his brains flowed all over the table.
"Okay, it's settled." Lorraine stood up, without looking at the depressed expressions of the half-orc chiefs, flicked his coat, and strode out.
In order to prevent these orcs from saying one thing and doing another, packing up their belongings and running away, the cavalry directly escorted these clan leaders back to their respective tribes and monitored them as they packed up their stuff and moved northward.
As Lorraine and Leo watched, the soldiers of the fortress solemnly dug out the boundary monument in front of them, loaded it on a carriage and transported it south.
Leo tugged on Lorraine's clothes and whispered: "What's the use of just moving a monument? How dare you farm such a big place if you can't defend it?"
Lorraine smiled and said: "For example, if you worked hard to build a salt city in Constantin, and your father is short of money and wants to confiscate it to you, what will you do?"
Leo rolled up his sleeves, waved his fist and shouted: "Of course it's impossible, even if my old man comes."
Lorraine shrugged and said: "The same principle, but let's call it the Southern Development.
Do you still remember the horse racing enclosure I mentioned?"