The Sims Evolved from Goblins

Chapter 217 Southern Wasteland

Oaths are shackles to one's own soul.

Breaking the oath will be counterattacked by one's own power.

"Very good, you can go!"

Just like that, Sandra came and went in a hurry.

Not long after Sandra left.

The barbarian army in the Grand Canyon also made some movement.

Amidst the billowing sand and dust, the barbarian army began to retreat.

"Withdraw, withdraw, the barbarian army has retreated!"

The withdrawal of the barbarian army caused bursts of cheers to erupt from the walls of the garrison fort.

Of course the happiest people were the ordinary soldiers.

Ordinary soldiers on the field are cannon fodder.

Once the war started, tens of thousands of soldiers died.

Sandra also used this war to become famous.

for Madame Sandela went to the barbarian camp alone.

Soon after returning, the barbarian army withdrew.

Anyone would give the credit for the withdrawal of the barbarians to Lady Sandra.

The next day, in the Troll Mountains.

"Boss, why didn't you do anything this time?"

Dust billows in the Grand Canyon.

The huge army stretched for dozens of kilometers in the Grand Canyon.

In the army, Benben followed the boss.

"Benben, this is war. Fighting and killing are the essence of war, but sometimes wars end through negotiation."

"Boss, Benben doesn't quite understand."

"Haha, it doesn't matter if you don't understand. Benben, you just need to follow the boss and fight."

"That's it, I know!"

Standing high and seeing far, the densely packed figures in front of you can be seen.

Although we did not capture the garrison this time, we gained a lot.

Not only did he recover all the barbarians in the Southern Wasteland.

He also drove the demons out of the Southern Wasteland.

As for whether the group of ghost orcs will return to the southern wasteland, Li Meng doesn't know.

But Li Meng will not do nothing.

Five days later, the barbarian army split into two in the Troll Mountains.

The goblin army will return to the Goblin Forest.

And a large barbarian army will return to the southern wasteland.

Li Meng did not return to the Throne Tribe with the Goblin army.

Instead, he and a group of barbarians returned to the demon clan's camp in the southern wasteland.

One day half a month later.

In the southern wasteland, the demon clan camp.

"How did you survive in the past?"

In the camp, Li Meng summoned a group of orc chiefs.

"Your Majesty, when we were in the Northern Continent, each of our clans had their own hunting grounds!"

An orc chieftain answered the king.

Li Meng, who was sitting cross-legged on the animal skin, looked thoughtful.

So the orcs are nomadic barbarians.

In the past, the orcs relied on the barbarians in the southern wasteland for support.

Now that the ghost orcs have been expelled, it is time for the orcs to become independent.

Li Meng unfolded the map drawn by the demon clan.

Draw a circle on the map.

"From now on, this area will be your hunting ground. How to allocate it will be decided by each of your clans."

Although the products in the southern wasteland are not very rich, they are not bad either.

Much of the Southern Badlands is savanna.

There are also many rivers spreading from the Troll Mountains to the sea.

There are also many large lakes, and most areas have no shortage of water resources.

And the area of ​​the southern wasteland is not small.

It is more than 700 kilometers long from north to south and more than 500 kilometers long from east to west.

Not to mention feeding the barbarian population of less than 300,000.

There is no problem even if one million barbarians can be fed.

If the ecological environment of the southern wasteland is protected in a planned way.

That can feed a larger population.

If the barbarians are taught to carry out animal husbandry again,

Then the southern wasteland can become a treasure land.

As for farming, forget about it.

The Southern Wasteland is not called the Southern Wasteland for no reason.

Because the soil in the southern wasteland is not suitable for planting.

"Is it okay?"

Li Meng looked at Zhu Dajin and Wolf Howl.

The division of territory must be agreed upon by the chiefs of each barbarian clan.

After all, the pigs, jackals and centaurs are the masters of the southern wasteland.

Although they looked distressed, Zhu Dajin and Lang Howling dared not refuse.

"No problem, no problem, Your Majesty, you have the final say!"

Zhu Dajin nodded with a painful look on his face.

Wolf Howl also nodded quickly to indicate that there was no problem.

Margarita naturally had no objection.

It's better to give the orcs some land than to keep them.

"I know that the several wars with humans have caused you heavy losses. I don't have any requirements for you. Just cultivate your health and rest. By the way, give me a few female goblins. Just give me ten each. They She will become my princess, she must be good, she must have big breasts and fat buttocks, she must be good-looking, and she must be fertile. If you dare to fool me, I will make you into jerky.”

Facing the king's fierce gaze.

The heads of the various tribes in the camp looked terrified.

They nodded vigorously.

"Well... Your Majesty, why don't you choose it yourself? We don't know what your aesthetics are."

Li Meng turned to look at Margarita beside him.

"Margarita, I'll leave this to you. Once you've made your choice, send it to the Throne Tribe."

Margarita's face was blank.

She didn't expect that the king would leave this matter to her.

Although she is a woman, she doesn't know the king's hobbies.

The females of each race have different appearances.

How could she, a foreigner, distinguish between beauty and ugliness?

"May I have your name?"

Before Margarita refused, Li Meng looked at an orc.

The orc chief hurried forward.

"My king, my name is "Iron Hammer"!"

"Iron Hammer, you will be the chief from now on, and this camp belongs to you!"

With that, Li Meng put on his helmet and stood up.

Then he strode out of the tent.

"Okay, you all go back to your homes, I want to go back too!"

All the tribe leaders hurriedly stood up to see him off.

The tribe leaders didn't stop until the king was outside the camp.

Looking at the huge back of the king that was gradually going away, the tribe leaders were in trouble.

"Queen Margarita, you... you have to help us!"

"Yes, you were the first to follow the king, you should know the king's preferences."

"I... I don't want to be made into jerky."

All the orc chiefs also looked at Margarita eagerly.

Margarita faced the eyes of everyone with a headache.

"I... I don't know. Even if you randomly bring a female to me, I can't tell whether she is ugly or beautiful."

Margarita looked at the orcs.

Although the orcs have ugly skin, their bodies are still good-looking.

Female orcs don't have the ugly fangs of males.

Beauty and ugliness should be distinguishable.

As for the pigmen...

Looking at the fat body of Zhu Dajin, Margarita was speechless.

At least with her aesthetic sense, she felt that female pigmen would be associated with beauty.

As for the gnolls...

Margarita rubbed her forehead with a headache.

Gnolls are upright beasts.

There is no difference between beauty and ugliness with soft fur all over their bodies.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop making noise!"

The noise in her ears gave Margarita an even bigger headache.

"Big breasts and big buttocks, these are the most important. As for beauty or ugliness, send your most important person to the king, and the king will naturally have nothing to say. The king's queen is rotated every year, you decide for yourself!"

Hearing this, the eyes of all the tribe leaders lit up.

This way, even if the king thinks it is ugly, they have a good excuse.

"Prepare the tribute as soon as possible, I will leave for the throne tribe tomorrow."