In an office responsible for engineering construction on the South Island, two staff members enjoyed the bright sunshine and fresh air.
They can read newspapers from two days ago and listen to the radio. The power supply on the island is relatively stable, and electric lights and fans can be used at will.
Frankly speaking, the air quality here is indeed better than that of the Tang Empire. On the one hand, it is because the industry here is really small, and on the other hand, the sea breeze here takes away those annoying smells.
There are always people who are envious and say that the air in a certain place is good. In fact, in addition to the fact that there is no factory destruction, the natural environment is indeed a very important factor: some places are just not enviable, because people are blessed with it.
South Island is destined to be a place with fresh air. It is destined not to develop into the industrial base of the Tang Empire. It has only one port at most, so environmental protection must be done very well.
Because it wasn't time to get off work yet, but the work was almost done, so the two of them started chatting.
One of them had gone out to do errands in the afternoon, so he was very proud to tell the anecdotes he knew. As a habit, he still started with the least nutritious question: "Something happened this afternoon, do you know?"
Because I really had nothing to do, the other party was willing to cooperate, put on a curious look, and asked, "What's going on?"
After hearing the colleague's question, the topic naturally continued. I just heard the man say: "The goblins in a village in the north felt that they were being abused, and they started shouting and preparing to make trouble. It happened that there were fewer detainees there, two people
There are only a few magazines of bullets, so we can only fire and withdraw at the same time."
The first reaction of people who listened to the story was whether the soldiers of the Tang Empire were injured: "Ah? Are they injured?"
Naturally, he only cares about the affairs of his own people. As for those goblins, they are not even considered "people" in his eyes. They are just labor that can be disposed of at will, and they are just like materials that can be thrown away after use.
The storyteller waved his hand: "No, he's not injured. If we humans start running, can the goblins catch up? This group of troublemaking goblins happened to encounter the orcs building the road when they left the camp..."
"Ah...this..." As soon as he heard about orcs, the expression of the colleague who was listening to the story became more exciting. Those orc men are really ugly, but... the orc chick in the bar in Beiyuan City is really real.
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Thinking of this, this colleague licked his lips and swallowed a mouthful of saliva... I won't say it anymore, I'll talk about it later=.
The storyteller looked disdainful when he mentioned these goblins, and continued with a sneer: "The goblins here are clamoring for the orc workers on the roadside to join them in rebellion."
It seems that the other party is not a fool, and he is still thinking of recruiting foreign aid to make the matter bigger. After hearing this, the colleague became a little nervous: "Then what? What do the orcs say?"
"Then? Then those orcs started fighting with the goblins." The storyteller companion gestured excitedly, as if he was a general leading these orc workers: "That scene..."
"Ha! Did you see blood?" the colleague who was listening to the story asked curiously. The insensitive spectators don't mind if things get too big, just because they are afraid that the world will not be in chaos. If there is no blood, they won't be excited when they hear the story.
"Did you see blood? More than 400 goblins beat 80 orcs, and were chased by the orcs with shovels and crowbars... In the end, more than 30 goblins died." The storyteller smiled and told the result.
Those who listened to the story also laughed. The victory of the workers of the Tang Empire was also the victory of the Tang Empire, right: "I knew that those orcs were born carrying rocks and logs and smashing the airport runway...those short guys
It’s not enough to watch.”
There is no way, in a group fight with cold weapons, the physical advantage is still very obvious. If there are armor, swords and shields, the goblins may not be so embarrassed if they line up in formation. Unfortunately, without armor and weapons, they
At 1.45 meters tall, he is really no match for the orcs.
Although the orcs in this world are not as tall as two meters tall as in the game settings, their height is the same as that of humans, generally over 1.7 meters...
The hand-to-hand combat capabilities of both sides are not at the same level at all, not to mention that these orcs are all "migrant workers". They usually do manual labor, including cutting wood and splitting rocks.
In the Tang Empire, they all carried rails and used them as human-powered track-laying machines... Now that they are wielding shovels, crowbars, and hammers, plus they look like ugly and fierce ghosts, their combat effectiveness can really be said to be the pinnacle of cold weapons.
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The storyteller smacked his lips and nodded in agreement with his companion's analysis: "Isn't that right? When our two warriors come back with the supporting troops, good guys...more than 300 goblins are squatting on the roadside with their heads in their hands.
That’s called neatness.”
"Hahahaha!" The two people laughed together, and the air was filled with joy.
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"Bang!" A row of neat gunshots came from the empty field. The soldiers of the Tang Army, holding their weapons and standing next to the armored vehicle, looked at the goblin soldiers who had just opened fire with cold eyes.
This row of goblin soldiers put down their rifles and waited for other goblin soldiers to take the rioting villagers and prisoners to the execution position.
The place was already littered with goblin corpses, but the goblin officer standing aside seemed to have long been accustomed to this.
"Disobey discipline! This is what will happen if you destroy the unity and cooperation between goblins and humans." The goblin officer standing on the side of the firing squad with his hands behind his back shouted loudly to the silent goblin prisoners and slaves in the distance: "Cooperate and go to the North in the future.
The island is free! If you resist... you will die!"
"Ready!" The goblin officer on the other side raised his arm high. The goblin soldier who had just put down the Cyric Type 1 rifle raised his gun again. The sound of pulling the bolt was very neat. Obviously this was not the first time for them.
Do this kind of work.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! These goblins were transferred from the mainland of the Tang Dynasty Empire, and their direct boss is General Mirage Xiong, the designated goblin leader of the Tang Empire.
What they did in the Tang Empire was to manage the captive labor slaves of goblins, and their methods were more professional and cruel than those of the Tang army.
"Let go!" As the arm was slashed forward, the sound of gunshots resounded across the field again. The rioting goblin fell down with his hands tied behind his back, and blood spread little by little along the gaps in the soil.
"Isn't it necessary to kill them all?" A human officer took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and asked, holding it in his mouth.
The goblin officer next to him quickly took out a match from his pocket and helped light it: "Sir, you don't know, if these guys don't take care of themselves, they will definitely cause trouble in the future! We must kill them and kill all the smart ones.
Only then..."
"What should I do if there is no one to work after we have all been killed..." After taking a puff of cigarette, the commander of the Tang Army exhaled a puff of white mist and asked.
"Sir, what do you mean?" The mirage bear's men were a little unsure. He didn't know what this high-ranking official of the Tang Dynasty meant. Regardless of whether the second lieutenant was a high-ranking official or not, in the eyes of these mirage traitors,
The prostitutes of the Tang Dynasty had a higher status than the princesses of the Mirage Kingdom.
"You are a professional, so I won't give you any advice." The officer threw the cigarette case with only a few cigarettes left to the other party.
After hearing that the other party did not mean to interfere with his work, the mirage officer waved his hand and his tone became stern: "Continue!"
"As a vassal state of the Tang Dynasty! All subjects of the Mirage Kingdom must cooperate with all decisions of the overlord state! Resolutely implement all orders of the overlord state!" Those traitorous officers heard the shouts and shouted over and over again even harder.
This is their job, to promote the Tang Empire as the suzerainty of the Mirage Kingdom, to clarify the subordination relationship between the Mirage Kingdom and the Tang Kingdom, so that the goblins can accept the reality and go to the North Island to open up wasteland...
On the other side, Shanlu and several orc elders were awarding awards to the orc workers who performed outstandingly this time. Because of this group fight, they received an additional batch of supplies.
These include chocolates, cigarettes, beer drinks, candies and honey, salt cakes, ham sausage luncheon meat, more instant noodles and bread. There is even some beef and mutton.
In order not to delay the construction period, these orcs were not given a holiday, but sufficient supplies were provided, which made these orcs feel happy.
"Well done everyone! We will have our own new home soon!" Shanlu stood on a stone and waved his arms to encourage everyone.
The orcs also raised their arms, shouting and cheering loudly, and the atmosphere was countless times better than the silence at the goblin execution ground next door.
There was a burst of gunfire in the distance, and there was a burst of cheers from their side. Orcs and goblins were destined to be at odds with each other, so they didn't have to pretend to be good people.
This island will be their orcs’ paradise in the future, and that is the land where goblins have lived for generations! The contradiction between the two sides is irreconcilable, and large-scale conflicts will also occur on this island in the future.
Therefore, Shanru doesn't care what the goblins think of the orcs, as long as he knows how to deal with the goblins.
"For the Tang Empire!" He raised his fists together: "For His Majesty the Emperor!"
"For His Majesty the Emperor!" The orcs also shouted, unable to tell whether they were for His Majesty the Beast Emperor, or for His Majesty the Human Emperor of the Tang Empire...
In short, just do it for the emperor!
Looking at the thank-you gifts given by humans, several orc elders were also very satisfied. Although their paradise island was still far away, at least these humans... gave them too much.
Although they don’t even have all their teeth, who doesn’t love to eat chocolate candies? They have lived for so long, and they may not have eaten as much sweets as they have eaten in the past ten days...
