Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

In a valley eight hundred kilometers west of Jiangtarn County in Qixingling, thousands of goblins crawled out of their caves and began their busy work today at the urging of the lizardmen's whips.

In a tent made of animal skins, a lizardman warrior was crawling on the ground.

The silver-level lizardman warrior sitting on the fur of an unknown monster opened his eyes, grabbed the monster meat that was simply roasted by charcoal fire, swallowed it, stuck out his tongue, looked at his confidant, and asked: "Brue, what do you want from me?"

"Chief, a servant reported that there were traces of gnolls in the north." The lizardman warrior raised his head and reported respectfully.

Guga stood up, stared at the lizard warrior kneeling on the ground, and ordered: "Gather twenty lizard warriors, two hundred lizard fighters, and eight hundred lizard slaves, and follow me to patrol the territory."

"Yes, chief."

The Lizard Warrior lowered his head and answered, a strange light flashing in his eyes, and then he retreated.

Looking at the empty tent, the lizardman Guga grinned and said, "You are an idiot who thinks you have done it perfectly."

Half an hour later, Guga came to the center of the tribe with a sword in hand. He captured the movements of the tribesmen below with his erect pupils, and with a loud roar, he gave the order to set off.

The huge army of lizardmen left the simple stone gate and headed north.

More than eighty kilometers away from the north of the valley, thousands of kobolds buried themselves in the mud, waiting for the order to attack.

Listening to the shaking sound coming from the ground, the chief of the Xishan Gnoll tribe opened his eyes and signaled his people to prepare to meet the enemy.

Behind him, a group of one-eyed kobolds hid their hatred in their hearts and silently carried out orders.

As the sun was setting and the lizardman army reached the riverbank, Guga suddenly ordered them to stop advancing.

"Chief, why don't you leave?" the lizardman warrior asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Guga glanced at the lizardman warrior, then raised his sword and cut off his head.

Looking at his own body, the lizardman warrior had disbelief in his eyes.

"idiot."

With a sneer, Guga raised his left foot and crushed his head.

The reason he was able to reach his current position from a cannon fodder soldier was not because of his brute force, but because of his brain. Otherwise, he would have died in the war with humans decades ago.

Seeing that his accomplice had been killed, the chief of the Xishan Gnoll tribe no longer hid. He stood up from the pile of earth, roared, and ordered an attack.

More than three thousand gnolls stood up, waving simple weapons, and charged towards the Lizardman army on the river beach.

Seeing this, Guga snorted coldly, swung his sword, and shouted loudly: "Kill!"

Upon hearing this, more than a thousand lizardmen looked ferocious, picked up their weapons, and charged towards the kobolds.

In less than a moment, the two sides were engaged in a battle.

In the sky, Weilin and Kyle stood side by side, watching the fight below.

"I didn't expect to see a plan in this primitive wilderness." Weilin looked at Kyle with great interest and asked, "How about we make a bet?"

Kyle retracted his gaze, turned to look at Weilin, and asked, "My Lord, how do you want to bet?"

"How about just a gold coin?"

"can."

Weilin pointed at the two sides fighting brutally below and said, "To be fair, you get to choose first."

Seeing this, Kyle looked down and then said, "My Lord, I choose the Lizardman to win."

"Then I choose the Kobolds to win." Weilin crossed his arms and said with a smile, "According to my observation, although the Kobold tribe leader's plan failed, he is stronger than the Lizardman leader, and the number of Kobolds is three times that of Lizardmen, so he still has a great chance of winning."

"That's not necessarily true." Kyle said with a slight smile on his face.

When Weilin heard this, he suddenly felt a little unconfident. Could there be a traitor?

However, now that you have made your choice, there is no room for regret.

On the riverbank, the lizardman Guga held a sword in his hand, resisting the fierce attack of the chief of the Xishan Gnoll Tribe, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

Waving the iron rod in his hand, he smashed a lizardman warrior to pieces. The chief of the Xishan Gnoll tribe showed a look of satisfaction on his face, and looked at the retreating Guga, as if victory was in sight.

"Guga, kneel down and be my slave, and I can spare your life."

Guga wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically, "Haha, Quint, are you so sure that you will win?"

"Guga, I admire your bravery, but this place can only accommodate one tribe, one clan. For the sake of the Khe San Clan, the Guga tribe must die."

With a loud roar, Quint, the patriarch of the Xishan clan, stopped talking nonsense and charged forward, ready to fight to the death.

"It's time to wrap it up."

With a low murmur, Guga's eyes flashed with ferocity, he lowered his body and rushed forward.

Suddenly, Quint felt a sudden pain in his chest.

"what--"

A pain that penetrated deep into his bones came, causing Quint's eyes to bulge. He threw away the iron rod in his hand and kept hitting his head with his hands.

Guga came to Quint, without giving him a chance to breathe, raised his sword and chopped off his head.

"Everyone stop it."

On the battlefield, both sides were shocked and stopped fighting after looking at the head of the chief of the Xishan Gnoll Tribe.

"Kneel down to live, stand up to die."

Having lost their backbone, under the intimidation of Guga, the ogres threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground.

After Guga ordered the lizardmen to tie up the remaining dog-headed men, he came to a one-eyed dog-headed man, looked at his already cold body, and ordered his men to bury him properly.

As for the corpses of other ogres, they were naturally brought back and stored as food for the goblins.

"My Lord, you lose."

Upon hearing this, Weilin took out a gold coin, threw it to Kyle, and then flew down.

The busy lizardmen were shocked and pressed to the ground, unable to move.

As the leader of the lizardman tribe, Guga was the focus of attention and was directly pressed into the mud.

Weilin stood on the riverbank and waved his hand to dig out the lizardman leader.

"I ask, you answer."

"If I am satisfied, you can live. If I am not satisfied, there is no need for you to exist."

"Sir, please tell me, Guga will never hide anything."

Guga used the common language skillfully and spoke respectfully, not daring to show a trace of resistance on his face, for fear of being beaten into dust by the other party.

"Have you received the order to assemble?"

"No."

"Which tribe is the one that shelters your tribe?"

"The Tushu tribe."

"In that direction."

"Five hundred kilometers to the west, there is a hollowed-out hill, and the Tushu tribe's base camp is inside it."

After getting the information he wanted, Weilin left this place and flew west.

Guga, who had saved his life, lay on the ground, sticking out his tongue, breathing in the air deeply. He decided in his heart that he would move north after returning and must not stay here.

With the momentum of these two strong men, the Tushu tribe would definitely be destroyed.

Decades ago, he killed the monitors sent by the half-dragons, fled here with a few confidants, and established a huge foundation.

If he starts over again now, he will definitely be able to do it.