Chapter 13: Subjugating the Dependents Cassius walked forward, took off the medal on the wall of the car, and used magic to inject a little fire element. Suddenly, an illusion of text appeared in the burning flames."Anzeta Branch sincerely invites you to join" "Gathering time: December 1723, 12" “Location: Stratford” "Transfer coordinates: *******" "The identity medal of the Arcane Priory is quite interesting. The gathering should be in a few years." Cassius put the medal away with great satisfaction. "Where are the books?" the red dragon asked. "Here they are. We hid them all because I was afraid those idiots would use them to cook." Lang Pu smiled sheepishly and pushed aside the pile of bones, revealing a golden nanmu box filled with beautifully packaged books. "Noble Military Drill Code - Building a Good-Looking Army" Fireball Analysis for Dummies "The Spell Apprentice Encyclopedia - How to Explain the Magical Weave to Your Son"
Theon's Adventure Journal The Bard's Court Poems How to Become a True Noble "Teaching You How to Survive in the Wilderness - A Complete Guide to Wild Herbs" Power and Conflict: A Biography of the Court Struggle in the Kingdom of Akanas Appreciation of Giant Women Seeing this dazzling array of outrageous books, Cassius was stunned. He finally understood why the ogre in front of him had a strange bard-like accent, and he also deeply felt that the death of this noble wizard apprentice was not unjust. Even if he doesn't die in the ogre's stomach, he will die at the hands of its weird habits. "Uh... not bad, keep collecting." Cassius was still speechless and could only give perfunctory praise. Rumple touched his head embarrassedly. It was the first time that the Red Dragon discovered that the word "shy" could appear on the face of an ogre who was three meters tall and weighed one ton. "Rump, I need you to build a camp and a fortress in the Valley of the Giants." "And this place will become the base camp of my family. In the future, it will no longer be called the Giant Valley, but just..." The red dragon thought for a moment and chose the name of Cassius from his previous life. "Let's call it the Burning Nest." "Yes, Master." Rumple's face was filled with excitement, and the blueprint of conquering the world emerged in his mind again. Unfortunately, his fellow ogres who were making a fuss nearby did not understand the sentiment that belonged only to wise men, and ruthlessly shattered his fantasy. "Boss, when are we going to eat?" "Yeah, I'm so hungry. I couldn't see my toes before, but now I can." The ogre named "Long Fang" complained dissatisfiedly, its yellow long fangs trembling up and down. "Eat, eat, eat. All you do is eat. Go get to work!" Lang Pu waved the wooden mallet in his hand with a ferocious expression. But apart from those more outrageous ones, there is indeed valuable knowledge in the book collection of Trump, or the young nobleman.
For example, the book "Fireball Analysis for Idiots" and "Encyclopedia of Spell Apprentices" contain detailed and easy-to-understand information on the application of magic, which brought Cassius a lot of benefits and further improved his understanding of the magic network. This so-called "new era" ogre tribe, with more than 30 ogres and a fireball ogre magician, can be regarded as a powerful force within a few miles. After successively conquering the Chimera in the Giant's Mouth Cave and the Ogre Tribe in the Gluttonous Valley, the Red Dragon finally had his own forces and made a name for himself. The Nest of Embers. In just two days, the nearby hobgoblins brought more than 400 goblins to the Giant Valley for shelter. These goblins chattered loudly, but when they saw the red dragon's huge body, they all fell silent, and some even fainted on the spot due to fright. The leader was not a goblin, but a tall hobgoblin warlord. They are close relatives of goblins, but not the same race, and are far more powerful and intelligent than goblins. Behind the hobgoblin were several tall, strong-limbed humanoid creatures. They were bear goblins, the commander's personal guards. The hobgoblin warlord in front of him had reddish-brown skin, dark gray hair, yellow eyes under a convex forehead, and long, pointed yellow teeth in a large mouth. It can be seen that it is a male because of the big red nose on its face, which symbolizes the masculinity and strength of the hobgoblin. At this moment he was half-kneeling in front of the red dragon with a humble look on his face. Cassius looked down at him. [Based on your strength, you get the following information] [Hobole Commander] Medium humanoid (goblinoid), lawful evil Race: Hobgoblin AC: 17 (half plate armor) Strength - 14 Agility - 13 Constitution——14 Intelligence - 12 Perception – 10 Charm - 11 Senses: Darkvision 60 ft., passive perception 10 ft. Skill proficiency: Rule +6, Hunting +4, Military +4, Construction +4 Languages: Common, Goblin Features: Army Advantage, Military Corps Actions: Multiattack, Greatsword, Leadership Challenge Level: 4 (1 XP) Comments: "War horns blow, trebuchets hurl boulders, and hobgoblins march onto the battlefield, the land reverberating with the clatter of hundreds of boots. Settlements and residents on the fringes of civilization often have to contend with these humanoid invaders and their insatiable appetite for conquest." The red dragon looked at the leading hobgoblin and slowly asked, "Why do you want to become my follower?" The hobgoblin still lowered his head, his expression unchanged: "Goblins always submit to the strong." He paused and said, "Besides, you are a powerful red dragon, and your desire for conquest is endless." "And I can use my talents under you." The red dragon narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why should I trust you, a tiny goblin?" The hobgoblin did not dwell on the name of the race, but simply said word by word: "I will prove my loyalty with blood and fire." Cassius thought for a moment and decided to accept these goblins. After all, his territory was in its infancy, and some goblins were indispensable as cheap labor, not to mention that there was a talented giant goblin among them. Creatures like hobgoblins have an extremely strong desire for conquest, and their excessive desire for war often means that they often do not live to see a natural death.
Having him command the troops is far better than the half-baked skills that the ogre learned from the "Code of Military Drills for Nobles". "That's a good point, but we'll see what happens in the future." "I allow you to enter my territory. Find my followers and they will tell you what to do." "I obey your orders." Upon hearing that they had been recruited by the powerful red dragon, the goblins cheered loudly. These goblins are weak, usually only about one meter tall, and a single goblin cannot even defeat an ordinary human farmer. They can only survive in the wilderness in groups and by clinging to the strong, and now they have climbed up the strongest thigh - a red dragon. No wonder these goblins are so excited. (End of this chapter)
