Honor walked to the beach. The Knight Commander who was already standing on Portsmouth Beach felt like he was dreaming, because according to the intelligence and the testimonies of the elves, it would take about two months to reach the west from their isolated island.

Here, in front of His Highness Marin, this is just the distance of a long-distance precise transmission channel.

"Look at this world, Honor, my old friend." Emile walked to Honor's side. He looked at the fleet stranded on the beach: "Before the great destruction, our predecessors conquered the sea and the mountains.

, and even conquered the gravity that once bound us."

"But because of the lunatics and careerists among them, everything was ruined." When Honor said this, the anger in his heart could only turn into a long sigh.

"Honor, Emile, we have entered the camp." Over there, the big cat Conseil waved to them.

Honor also waved to Big Cat Cultist: "Let's go, Emil. It's useless to lament about those broken ships here. Let's go to the camp to rest."

"Okay." Honor and his old friends approached the camp, and they could see that this was indeed a camp run by elves - if it were a human camp, the forest land near here would have been cleared long ago, but here, the huge

The trees are still standing, and there are suspension bridges and sentry towers between the tree trunks. The camp fence is a self-formed wooden wall. These growing walls are knotted with large trees. Honor is certain that at least half of the trees are ancient wars.

Tree.

This woodland looks peaceful, but in its early years it might have been like a nightmare forest... It seems that the elves have indeed made great efforts to transform this area. Now, life is the main theme in this forest.

Following his companions into the camp, you can see that the Lord Golden Oak Leaf is talking to the elves in the camp. Honor can understand the Elf language, but this requires the other party to speak slower, unlike these two, who use

It spits out the Elvish language at a rate of fire like a machine gun.

Then they saw His Highness Marin. He walked over, shook hands with the person in charge of the camp, and then showed off his words in high elf dialect.

"If it were another person, I'm sure that elf would be like our instructor, saying that you speak Elvish very well, Ape erectus." Emil next to Honor said with a sinister smile - to be honest, these people

I was often criticized like this by my own elf instructor at the beginning.

The chatter between the two chiefs was very soft, but it might have sounded a little loud in His Highness Marin's ears, because His Highness Marin over there turned his head and smiled at them.

The two chiefs lowered their heads obediently - others don't know what Mr. Marin's ears represent. Don't they know it yet? When it comes to elves, don't just laugh. Even if he reaches out and hits them, this matter

No matter where you are, you can't say anything.

After all, His Highness Marin does have elven blood.

………………

Withdrawing his attention from the two chiefs, Marin looked at the golden oak leaf in front of him. These elves were indeed thoughtful in choosing the camp. It was not far from the beach. Judging from the situation at the dock, the elf commando should be

There are two routes to the north, one is overland, which naturally extends in all directions, and the other is through the Chesapeake Bay and into the old capital of Washington.

Both routes have advantages and disadvantages. The advantage of the land route is freedom, unlike the water route. If you encounter any giant alien species in the water, you may have no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the earth.

But there are also problems with the land route - there are too many dangers, and if it is a strange species, it may kill the engine and then ignite it again. No one knows what the outcome of this encounter will be.

The good news is that the Portsmouth area has been completely cleaned up by the elf rangers. Now it is a city with elf activity trails. The city is full of forest elves. These elf creatures are fey creatures tamed by elves, and they are very small.

, but loyal and reliable, they manage the city and mark all those who enter the city.

It can be said that if a alien species enters Portsmouth, before it can decide whether to go to the east or west of the city, the forest elf has already reported the location of this guy to the elf.

It's the same today. According to the forest elves, some goblins have entered the city. There are about thirty in number. They are in the ruins of a park in the east of the city. They noticed the forest elves' plantation and tore the plants inside.

It's all in pieces, and seems to want to build a nest there.

The forest elves handed over the information, and the person in charge of the camp was preparing to mobilize the team to peel off the skin and cramps of the more than thirty goblins.

Marin decided to go and have a look for himself - after all, these were North American goblins, and he didn't know what the difference was in appearance or other aspects. As for the forest elves, they were similar to goblins. The average size of the winged goblins was almost 10 centimeters.

Height, comes with invisibility ability, that is, only with Marin's strength can he see them directly.

Hearing that Marin was going to take a look, the person in charge directly asked the team he had just assembled to disband - the strength of his twenty-odd rangers plus one was not as strong as the two legendary elf archers that Marin brought over. This pair of Tainan

The twins are now wearing stab-proof suits and ghillie suits, holding 10mm semi-automatic rifles in their hands, turning the phrase "the times have changed" from a noun into a verb. The two were hand-picked by Marin as a support unit to follow him to the city.

Also with him are the person in charge and five other rangers - he knows the way, and at least when the goblins run away, they can complete the pursuit.

After preparations were completed, Marin opened a short-range teleportation rift. Let me talk about it here. A rift is similar to a channel, but there are differences. The channel is safer, but also noisy. A normal fairy or mage only needs to pass the fifth ring.

You can more or less sense the opening of the teleportation channel and the monsters that usually appear when you pass through it.

But if it is a crack, it will be much more difficult to detect, and of course there will be fewer people passing through it than a passage.

If someone else opens the passage, the person in charge will probably be afraid of this crack. Will the person suddenly disappear halfway through? But as long as the crack is opened by Marin, he and his people will go in without any regrets.

, and then were surprised to find that a group of people were standing on top of a ruin near the small square.

Of course, Marin would not tell them that Salis had confirmed the coordinates, but when Marin's Salis landed on his master's shoulders, these smart people didn't need to explain.

Looking down from here, Marin saw goblins who were building the walls of the camp with the remains of various ruins. He also saw goblins harvesting unexplainable fruits from nearby plants.

"This fruit is edible, but not good." The person in charge of the spirit introduced it to Marin.

This made Marin understand a little bit. Although it didn't taste good, it was enough to be able to eat. After all, no matter how hard life was, he couldn't starve to death, right?

In the following observations, it can be basically confirmed that these goblins are also scouts in a large community.

First of all, these goblins all have fur coats, which are beast skins. This proves that the North American continent is not all alien species competing freely in the frosty sky. There must be areas suitable for life in the central and northern parts of North America far away from urban areas - after all

In Marin's opinion, it was a ghost place with few people and lots of land. However, why North America never contacted Jason and the others was a situation that Marin could not understand. After all, there were too many possibilities.

In Marin's view, these goblins should not be a pure goblin community - there is a very strict hierarchy among these goblins, which is not in line with the chaotic nature of goblins. Marin would like to keep them and see.

Could he lure out some more big fish? However, they had hurt the homes of the forest elf allies after all, so Marin finally chose to mark the goblin leader who was giving orders, and then he went down to the ground with an axe.

Marin is still small in size. To the goblins, Marin seems to be a weaker creature than them. So when they observed Marin, these guys screamed and surrounded him.

Then Marin threw the ax and knocked over one of the leader goblins, then took out his two guns and prepared to feed the goblins bullets.

The goblins all knelt down on the ground when the second gunshot was fired, which made Marin very depressed - what was going on, why did the goblins kneel down so quickly.

Even more melancholy than Marin were Gorehowl and Mana. Gorehowl, who had grown legs, felt that he could chop down a few goblins with signs of chaos corrosion, but who would have thought that he hadn't lifted himself up yet.

When they got up, the goblins surrendered.

He Gorehowl is a butcher and a warrior, but he is definitely not a madman who kills surrendered people.

With these doubts, Marin asked the elves to go to the ground, tied up the goblins and began to torture them on the spot.

Then he asked a big answer - this goblin is the remnant of a group of goblins hammered out by humans in the inland area. Their old, weak, sick and disabled are all outside the city. Their number 30 goblins are considered to be the vanguard, entering the city.

Came to find something to eat.

After all, in the inland wasteland, all the food that can be eaten can run faster than goblins, and the predators that eat goblins also run faster than goblins. The goblins can usually plant some land and dig out food from the ground, but they are eaten by humans.

After being driven out of their ancestral homeland, there was no food in the fields. When the remnants of their thousands of goblins came here, they could no longer run away at all, so they forced themselves into the city - after all, the goblins also knew about these ruins.

It's very dangerous here.

But surprisingly, there were no dangerous creatures in Portsmouth during their last reconnaissance, so they boldly entered the city during their second reconnaissance and found that it was really safe here. They were preparing to set up a camp and bring in all the remaining troops.

At that time, Marin came.

These goblins had been killed by humans before, and when they saw cubs that were similar to humans, they were preparing for revenge. Who would have thought that such a cub was also a god of death?

Coupled with the sound of gunshots again, these goblins were frightened by the guns when they were fighting against the previous humans. Then they saw the ax standing upright with its own long legs. Under the multiple pressures, their legs weakened and they chose.

Surrender - after all, in their memory, humans do not kill goblins who surrender.

Only 996 will be selected, right?

Marin complained and called Ayers.

Ayers is different now from before. When he appears in the main plane now, he always wears a fur coat, holds a hookah that uses holy water, and lives like an Eastern version of an old manor owner.

Seeing the tied goblin, Ayers reached out and picked up a goblin. He first checked its teeth, then his body, and then turned to look at Marin: "Nice worker, Ma

Your Highness Lin."

The person in charge of the elf looked at Marin: "Your Highness, do you know each other?"

Because it was Marin who summoned him, the person in charge ultimately failed to draw the heavy crossbow at Ayers.

"Yes, His Highness Marin and I are old acquaintances. You can call me Ayers. Your Excellency Golden Oak Leaf knows me." After Ayers finished speaking, he heard from Marin that there were thousands of goblins outside the city.

The guy happily took his younger brother and killed him outside the city.

"What does this guy want the goblins to do?" The elves - both the person in charge and the southern elves were very curious because they saw Ayers kicking the goblins into the teleportation channel he opened.

"My Ayers has an archipelago in his demiplane, which is full of plantation estates he built with goblins." Speaking of this, Marin was also a little sad, because he heard that Ayers recently learned from the history of the earth.

First, he implemented a reward and punishment system in the manor. The goblins in each manor were divided into twelve groups. Every week, the three groups with the best performance would receive 100 points from the three groups with the worst performance.

%, 75% and 50% of the rewards. If the worst three groups have the same group number in a row, all rewards will be completely deducted regardless of ranking. And if the working group ranks last for four consecutive weeks, then the fertility incentive for the current year will be eliminated.

Cancellation, the fertility incentive quota allocated to him will be awarded to the first-place working group, unless he ranks first for four consecutive weeks in the remaining cycles of this year, the penalty will be exempted.

In Ayers' words, this is a new experience taken from the earth - the reward and punishment incentive method.

·You know, Your Highness Marin, compared with the humans on Earth, I find that the nobles of my civilization don’t understand anything at all. If the people on Earth who came up with these things are allowed to control the serfs of our world, then I believe that we

The civilization will definitely move towards a higher level in great strides.

Ayers assured Marin more than once, and also boasted about the advanced experience from the earth more than once. In his opinion, if every shepherd is allowed to herd sheep in this way, then there is no need to worry about wool.

The yield cannot be increased, because the shepherds will definitely use ten or even a hundred times more energy to take care of the sheep than before.

·I want to promote this kind of incentive method in all my manors. Only relying on long hours of labor and the threat of death cannot improve production. Only by using this method can lazy people like goblins understand what hard work means.

Work!

Marin didn't know how far the capitalists had reached their peak before the Great Destruction, but there was one thing about Ayers that Marin felt was right - Ayers was really not a human being.
Chapter completed!