Chapter 755: Vulnerabilities

On this point, everyone agrees.

"So I think it's better for us to defend than to attack. Let's use this time to build a fort strong enough to take on any enemy," I said. "No, I don't mean the castle. I have an idea of ​​a plan. I'll get into the details later. In short, we can make the green skins work according to our plan."

"How can the green skin act according to our plan?" Someone asked suspiciously.

"It's very simple, we only provide convenience." I said. "If we build a road, then the green skin will definitely not go to the wilderness, but will take this road. If we change some mountain terrain, then the green marching route will be very limited. In short, our thinking must remain Unchanged We must create a suitable battlefield on this battlefield to fight against green skin. Only in this way can we give full play to the advantages of our technology and defeat barbarism with civilization!" About the server

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In the middle of the dwarf camp, there is a small but sturdy building. Unlike other makeshift barracks, it is very important to reinforce the building with steel everywhere. Additionally, a well-equipped and alert team of guards take care of security here.

It was morning, and the warmth of winter made people feel warm and comfortable. A small group of rangers patrolled the perimeter of the small building, and soon spotted several dwarves approaching.

"Stop, don't come near here," a forest ranger stepped forward to warn the uninvited visitor, but he quickly recognized who he was. "Ah, master! It's you!"

Even though I'm a general, most dwarves still value his "Great Forge" title more, calling him "Master" (dwarves always prefer the highest of many titles, which is also normal). General is only temporarily appointed by the Supreme King, and Great Foundry is my real title. To this day, the Avengers largely agree on the name. Other great creators usually have the name plus the owner's name. If it is not the name, it is directly called "Master", that is to say, it refers to me.

"Is there anything suspicious here? The green skin is cunning!" I asked.

"Absolutely not," the Ranger agreed. "We have so many guards, every pack of cigarettes, we have to check their shackles. I'm sure everything is within normal limits," he added, after a pause. "We also try to get rid of curious young people so they don't do anything impulsive."

"Very well, I'm going in," I said. So the ranger hurried to the door of the building and opened it for him. There are also two broken iron frames on the door. Like all free dwarves, they smoke and drink. As soon as they saw me, they immediately stood up and saluted me.

"What about the prisoners?" I motioned to the sledgehammer fighters around me to close the door when I asked. He caught some goblins in previous battles. According to normal dwarves and green-skinned wars, there is no concept of "imprisonment" at all. The hatred between these two races has reached the point where they are different from each other. A dwarf that lands on green skin is destined to turn into a barbecue on a campfire, not even at all. The fate of the green skin that falls into the hands of the dwarves is better: since the dwarves are impatient, they will have a straight ax or hammer.

But in this war, after all my efforts, I managed to take a few prisoners. Of course, these prisoners are goblins. On the one hand, Orc is too violent, on the other hand, he's too dumb to be a prisoner, and Snotty isn't very bright. Only goblins are worthy prisoners in green skin. Even in the green skin, there is this recognition.

I used to be a green boss so he knew. In the Green Civil War, the victor does not take the orcs as captives. If the orc couldn't escape after the defeat, it had to be cut straight away so that the goblins and snot-nosed ones could remain slaves.

"None of them died!" reported an Iron Warrior. The tone of his speech made it clear that the situation was not what he expected.

"Very well, bring one," I said. "I'll ask him well."

For a while, a green skin came in. Of course, the dwarves would not give the goblin any chance of escape, and the prisoners were shackled hand and foot. Two broken Iron Warriors left and right, hanging the hapless green skin on the side of Ya's execution post.

The goblin opened his eyes and looked around in horror. I put a lot of scary things in this room. Saw, hook, butcher's knife, point, cone. Wait, those are the methods that the goblin can see at a glance.

While goblins are the cunning and smartest green skins, they aren't the bravest. If the greenskins of the field run away first, it must be the goblins because the ferocious nature of the orcs allows them to fight, and the stupidity of the slugs makes it impossible for them to go back at all. Regardless, I immediately saw the fear he wanted in the goblin's face and eyes.

"I ask you, what's your name?" I asked with green skin.

The "Nago" goblins were taken aback. Dwarves have a fine tradition of learning the language of their enemies. So, it's no surprise that gnomes want to say green skin. What's really scary is the way the dwarves speak and there are many different green skin languages, like orcs and goblins. Although they speak the same language, there are big differences in details. The way the dwarves talk is the way the elders talk.

"Where is General Electric? Well, you loser! I want to know what kind of bosses are there in the peninsula circle?" I showed the momentum of the flag boss and asked sternly. "If you lie half a word, I'll chop you to pieces and feed you to Skog!"

He suddenly realized he didn't. He is now a dwarven general, and

Not a green boss. Fortunately, however, neither the dwarves nor the goblin before them realized the loophole in my words.

The goblins who were threatened soon told them all they knew.

"So, there are many bosses on the hills around here. The most powerful is Iron Boss?" I asked. GE nodded desperately.

According to the goblins, there are many bosses throughout the peninsula. This is quite normal, any one hundred and eighty good green skin can have a "boss". But I know that in orcs, the so-called "boss" is a catch-all term, but it's also in-between. The boss of an ordinary small tribe is the "boss". Although the boss of the Great Horde is also called "The Boss" by his subordinates, he has the nickname "War Leader" or "War Boss". The most powerful bosses have the title of "Commander-in-Chief." There is usually only one war commander in an area. A boss with this title is basically the most powerful boss, and other bosses must bow before him.

This kind of title is a name of respect, not a deliberate pursuit or self-promotion, but a natural acquisition of the green-skinned boss in the process of rising and growing.

If I'm not mistaken, a War Commander in Chief just appeared on the peninsula. If the Avengers do not arrive, then before long the Warlord will lead his vast horde and launch a great Vayag straight into the land of the dwarves. ..