Seeing that the giants were listening, Rollin whispered: "You have to know that it takes a lot of effort to dig cold iron out of the mine...... It's a very hard work."

"What? Hard?" The giants didn't bother to lick the cold iron. Many people yelled, as if they had heard the most incredible things in the world.

Taking out the cold iron from the mine is equivalent to scooping delicious food from a bowl. What a joyful thing that can be described as hardship?

These fleshy people are really unreasonable!

Seeing this reaction, Rollin smiled and said to William beside him: "Look, this is the best miner in the world. I bet that if they were asked to mine, one would be worth ten of us."

"How come there are these iron-eating monsters in the world!" The orcs only felt a toothache.

Rollin turned to the giant and shouted: "We need miners, and the Cold Iron Ore Cave needs a large number of miners. We can promise that for every 100 kilograms of cold iron ore we will give a kilogram of pure magical cold iron ingots as reward."

The giants looked at each other for a while, then suddenly showed an extremely fanatical look on their faces. Going into the Cold Iron Mining Cave to mine? Can you get peerless delicacies as a reward? Wouldn't this be living in heaven?

The giants looked at the leader in one go, and they had a meaning in their eyes, which was to make the leader agree quickly.

The giant leader is Rollin, of course he would not refuse, but he wanted to show the ability of a leader, coughed and asked rationally: "It's not that simple. What if my people enter the mine, what should you do if you hurt them? How do you ensure the safety of my people? And how do you ensure that you will fulfill your contract and give us enough rewards instead of letting us become your coolies?"

The giants were immediately impressed that the leader was the leader, and they were thinking longer than them. Yes, if they got into the mine, if these fleshy people turned against each other, they were under the eaves. They really couldn't resist.

Rollin was prepared for a long time. In fact, not only the iron-eating giants were worried about them, but they were worried that these giants would cause trouble. After all, they just had just cooperated and had not yet established a deep trust relationship.

"It's better to do this. For every giant who enters the mine to work, we sign a soul contract that does not hurt each other. We will not hurt you, but at the same time strictly fulfill the contract. Give full rewards, and you cannot hurt us. What do you think?"

The giant leader under the city wall was silent. He lowered his head and turned to discuss with his soldiers.

"The soul contract seems to be reliable."

"Is it too little if one hundred kilograms of ore to replace one kilogram of pure magic energy cold iron?"

"No, twice as much!"

After some discussion, the giant leader turned around to face the city wall, stretched out his two fingers at the same time, shouting: "Yes, but our rewards will be doubled. For every 100 kilograms digging, two kilograms of pure magic energy cold iron will be paid!"

On the city wall, all the soldiers were shocked again. The cold iron ore here was rich ore. More than 60 kilograms of cold iron could be extracted from 100 kilograms of ore. Now these giants only have two kilograms, and they look proud and bargaining. This misfortune makes people feel a little at a loss.

"Okay, then two kilograms! But each giant will have to work for at least three years." Luo Lin smiled and added a condition.

Of course, there is no problem. These giants are also full of joy. Not to mention a year, even if they live in the cold iron mine cave for the rest of their lives, they are very, very willing.

"Chief, let me go? I'm just mining, I'm the best."

"Chief, I'll go. Look at my hands, their fingers are thick and long. Once you dig, you'll be very fast, very fast."

The giant leader was impatient: "Why are you quarreling? No one is allowed to go!"

The giants suddenly silenced and looked at their leader with confusion. Since they couldn't go, why should they agree?

The giant leader explained: "We are warriors. If we want to earn cold iron, we naturally have to catch the Green Water and Iron Dust tribes. As for the rough work of mining, we will leave it to the women, children and weak people in our tribe. With a soul contract, these fleshy people will not only not harm them, but will also help us protect them. In this way, we don't have to worry about the women, children in the rear being attacked by others, and we can catch people with peace of mind."

"I see!"

"It turns out that the leader is still thinking far-reachingly!"

"That's how it should be! My child grew up in the cold iron mine cave, so he will definitely be a warrior in the future!"

So, the matter was settled.

The giant leader shouted, "Wait and prepare the cold iron. Within a month at the latest, we will send the captives of other tribes and the miners you want."

"no problem!"

Then the giant leader waved his hand and left with more than 400 giant warriors.

On the city wall, I waited for these iron-eating giants to leave for a long time before the soldiers came to their senses. Look at me, and look at you, and I feel incredible.

"This is the first time I have encountered such a thing, it's like a dream." William murmured.

He could understand the huge benefits, and in this way, they would have added a large number of powerful warriors out of thin air. These warriors not only became their defensive force in the west, but also swept away the withered plains for them.

Although these soldiers may not be enough to flatten the withered plain, they are enough to seriously damage the energy of the withered plain. By then, the power of their posts will definitely accumulate to a terrible level. At that time, the army will drive out the withered plain and immediately build a post there.

This is an unprecedented achievement.

For a time, the soldiers were full of infinite confidence in the future of the God of War Post.

Just as the people at the God of War Post were full of confidence and longing for the future, Ertumen, the messenger of the God of Frantic Caus, had just walked out of the territory of the Green Water Tribe of the Withering Plain, behind him, several tall iron-eating giants were escorting him.

These iron-eating giants are less than three meters tall, which is smaller than the warriors of the Steel Mai tribe. Their skin color is light green, which is different from the original dark red of the Steel Mai tribe.

Until the exit of the territory, Ertumen stopped and said, "Captain Yege, don't worry, as long as you three tribes can temporarily put aside their hatred, unite together, and break the invader's post, my master will definitely give you a very generous reward."

The tallest giant had some concerns on his face: "I am willing to unite, but I'm afraid it's not that simple to succeed."

"You don't have to worry. This time you are not only the Iron Eater Giant. There are also the lava giants in the north and the Black Tooth Snake Man in the swamp in the south. There are at least three thousand warriors, and so many warriors are together. I think you who are Iron Eater Giant must be closer, right?"

"What you said makes sense. Then I'll wait for good news for you." The giant leader nodded.

Both the lava giants and the black-toothed snake people are very powerful races, not weaker than their iron-eating giants. They are all famous combat races in the Crimson Land. The three major races gather together to form an allied army. Compared with the hatred between their tribes, they are nothing.

Especially the iron-eating giant and the lava giant would often have some minor frictions in the past. I believe that by then, the three tribes will definitely be able to share the same hatred and unite against the outside world.

Ertumen nodded and smiled, "Then, I'll go to the Steel Mai tribe now."

After saying that, he spread his wings, slapped a few times, and then rose into the sky. He circled a few times and counted as a farewell to the giant leader, and then rushed straight towards the location of the Steel Vein Tribe.

He had previously received news that the Steel Vein Valley had replaced a leader, which was not uncommon among the Iron-eating Giant tribe. Since the leader was replaced, he would just bribe the new leader.

It's just a pity that his investment in the original leader Goda is in vain now.

Of course, bribing the new leader is just one of the things. His biggest purpose this time is to convey the will of the God of Frantic. The God of War sentry has existed for too long. If this continues, this sentry will become a major concern in the Crimson Land.

The God of War sentry must be removed. For this reason, Etumen ran around and had already struggled with a dark army. The warriors of the Steel Vein Tribe will be one of the members of this dark army.

‘I hope this new leader is easy to talk to.’ Etumen, who was flying on the road, thought so.

His flight speed was still very fast. About three hours later, he reached the entrance of the valley where the Steel Vein Tribe was located.

At this time, Rollin had already brought his soldiers back to the base and was preparing to carry out the plan to catch people. At the entrance of the valley, there were naturally guards.

When the Etu Gate landed at the entrance of the valley, he saw the huge green stone at first sight. He wondered: 'Isn't the warriors of the Steel Vein Tribe dark red? Why did they turn green after not seeing each other for a while?"

The color is very strange, much deeper than the light green skin of the Green Water Tribe, and the bodies of these warriors also looked stronger and stronger than before, and they were taller. If it weren't for the fact that the Etumen knew that there was no major change here, he would have thought that the Steel Vein Tribe was replaced by a newly emerging tribe.

The guard obviously knew him, and stood up and said with resentment: "Etumen, you have made us like this, and you dare to come over!"

"What?" Etumen's heart skipped a beat. Knowing that this action might not go well, he smiled strongly: "I know you have lost the battle and suffered a lot of losses, so I brought compensation this time."

"What compensation?" the guard asked calmly, as if he was not interested in compensation at all.

"Look at this." Ertumen took out a piece of metal with a light golden glow in the pitch black: "Obsidiary Iron, my master's treasure. This piece is for you."

The guard immediately twitched his nose and his eyes suddenly lit up. He walked forward, pulled open the stone pillar at the entrance of the valley, and put the Etumen into the valley. At the same time, he took over the so-called obsidian demon iron in the hand of Etumen. He opened his mouth, chewed it hard for a few times, then swallowed it, and then sighed repeatedly: "It's delicious, delicious, better than cold iron."

He turned to Etumen and said, "Let me, I'll take you to see our leader!"

"Thank you very much." Ertumen nodded and followed the guard all the way. He observed all the way. He soon discovered that although the Steel Vein tribe was defeated and lost many soldiers, there was no decadence in the valley, but instead flourished, with a light look on everyone's face.

He felt something was wrong with his sensitivity, and his heart sank: "It seems that this new leader has a good ability. It is probably difficult for such a person to deal with." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!