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After explaining what I ant to Gobulang using words everyone could understand, his face instantly changed colors in a flash of understanding.

Youre thinking to

I confidently admitted:

Thats correct, I want core, direct line descendants of each race, but I dont need too much. Just a male and a female from each race will suffice. Ive read up many biographies of each race during my spare ti, such as the drop rate for the uncommon materialCursed Skullof your goblin race. The chance of it dropping from a common goblin is roughly 1%, but from an elitethat is, from a core mber of your race, the drop rate reaches as high as 15%. That 15-fold difference totally influences the cultivation efficiency and Ill need even better varieties to breed.

Gobulang yelled in protest:

Theyre our races precious bloodline that we depend on to continue surviving!

I shook my head:

Once youre dead, the argunt of precious or not precious becos invalid. You think my West-Resisting City is foolish and easy to provoke? I know you want to return to your boss side, but youre afraid that youll get pushed aside without any achievents to your na, right?

Gobulang didnt open his mouth, instead continuing on unwaveringly staring at .

I chuckled:

Dont ask how I know. To even use thods to deceive the nobles within the city ans that facing us head-on is out of question for you, and also that you dont have enough manpower to break through the city. Up until now, youve been forced to burn, kill, and loot only in the surrounding area, unable to enter the city.

Gobulang resentfully said:

Sooner or later

Dont even think about it.

I interrupted his words:

With present, dont think about stepping even a half-foot into these city walls within your lifeti.

Gobulang fell silent.

A Level 6 Spearman kneeled when told to kneel. He was probably starting to doubt his own strength.

I enticed him with promises:

I can give you guys a fortune, that way you can claim that West-Resisting City has already been captured when you return back with the riches. Your boss most likely wont bother you once he receives the money.

Gobulang stayed mute for a long ti before he hoarsely divulged:

My clansn.its impossible for them to agree. My clansn wont hand over core mbers

He spat out a breath, then continued:

But I have a pair of children. On the battlefieldits normal for a few people to die. My clansn wont have anything to say.

My mouth curled upwards and I praised:

Then Ill be troubling you.

Gobulang looked at my raised finger and asked:

That remaining business opportunity, what is it?

The smile on my face widened:

Gobulang, my old brother, think about it. Suppose you return with a pocket filled with riches, what would your boss think? Wont your boss start thinking that our West-Resisting City is a profitable place, wont he feel that its fine to continue developing this piece of land?

Gobulang thought about it for a bit before replying:

Boss Amifars might not think so. But other commanders will definitely request to be transferred over. While Im fighting hard in the front, theyll be reaping ritorious service in the back, those bastards are just that shaless.

I changed position, switching which leg was over the other:

Thats exactly it. I hope youll be able to deceive those unpleasant fellows and make them want to co to West-Resisting City. At the sa ti, dont divulge West-Resisting Citys true power

Gobulang instantly understood.

He looked at and also exposed a wretched smile.

The two of us wretchedly smiling guys were very happy.

This years army provisions fund should be pretty substantial, so I should still be able to stash away so food even after excluding the masses food. I intend to give this stashed away portion to brother Gobulang and provide him an extra 500 gold coins. From the Demon Races point of view, this should be considered a small fortune.

The image of West-Resisting City to foreign powers has long since been crumbling, a city that can be knocked down with a little effort so to say. It will definitely make many of the Demon Races commanders wish to bring their subordinates over to fight for autumn gains.

Naturally, they will be just like Gobulang and very quickly detect that West-Resisting City is unbeatable.

But by the ti they figure it out, it will have already been too late and theyll be in an even worse situation than Gobulang.

The conversation would probably go sothing like this:

Its clearly a city that Gobulangs beaten before, how co you late-cors dont have any gains?

When that ti cos, the Demon General called Amifars will definitely question those guys like this. Then, as a result of that question, they will be forced to send their troops over and proceed with their offensiveeven if they know that theyre just throwing their lives away.

The more those guys display how disappointing they were, the higher Gobulangs status will rise within the ranks of the Demon Army. With the rise in power, he will beco able to casually dispose of the competitors he finds unpleasant to his eyeswhy would he be against this?

From todays state of affairs alone, after taking care of the cent and brick issue, they shouldnt even dream of knocking down the walls even with an army of over 10,000. If that Amifars intends to personally co and take back so face for the Demon ArmyI wouldnt mind cutting off his head once and for all. To let fight the Demons every day, I dont have the patience for that. But if its like today where I teach an arrogant Demon Commander, Ill just treat it as exercise after having a al.

Demon cultivation can offer a relatively stable source of inco.

As for the Demons that co over to continuously throw away their lives, theyre the equivalent to an enormous sum of extra inco.

Aside from this, through continuous dostication and teaching them to obey humans since the day theyre born, Demons born will gradually beco docile and the danger of demon cultivation will predictably be greatly reduced.

To a pleasant cooperation.

To a pleasant cooperation

Just a mont ago, you stabbed your spear towards and I kicked you. Now? Were looking eye level and laughing together.

Hehehe

I extended my hand, Gobulang also extended his, then we grasped each others hands.

The scene resembled two large listed companies officially starting their partnership.

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