Chapter 481 The kite with a broken string has flown

"Their bottom line is definitely much lower than you think, but their forced obstruction will only make the resentment below deeper and deeper. Once it breaks out, they will be burned to pieces." Gavin told the warlords. The greed of the nobles is so confident that they will make mistakes.

Some things in this country are rotten to the core, to the point where they cannot be broken into pieces without being completely shattered.

"As long as there is sufficient financial support, this spinning mill can run day and night, and can even be further expanded. Can you handle it?" Zalanda asked worriedly.

Cotton yarn is only a semi-finished product, and it is not unsaleable, but its value cannot be compared to the value spun into cloth.

"Now that I've seen your side, let me take you with me to see what's going on on my side." Gavin did not explain, but was prepared to let Zalanda see what she saw.

He directly dragged her and activated the Mysnoel teleportation technique, and entered the ghost textile factory on the minus thirty-third floor of the Tower of Domination.

They moved, but they seemed not to move.

Because the machine sounds echoing in my ears are very similar, they are all mechanical rolling and clicking sounds.

It's just that compared to the spinning mill in Dalauma, the sounds here are denser, and what you can see are rows of log machines arranged very neatly.

Most of it is sitting there unused.

Only a small part was put into production, and a dark shadow circled around the machine.

Not only were the textile workers weird, but the machine was also weird. It clearly didn't have any yarn or any driving device. It just made a clicking sound, and then spit out the fine black cloth that was hard to distinguish from the real thing. .

Although it was the first time she saw them, Zalanda still associated them with a series of nouns. This was the ghost textile factory that Nicole often talked about in her ears. The scene in front of her was worthy of its name. Those who are timid can enter here. It can scare people to death.

The same situation brings completely different feelings to people.

On Darauma's side, the clicking mechanical sound gave people an illusion of vitality and full-bodied power.

But here, the clicking mechanical sound gave people a hollow and cold feeling, and the surroundings were filled with the aura of death.

Gavin pointed to the looms that had not yet been put into production and said: "I have prepared the machinery, and the workers have already been in place, waiting for you to have a large amount of cotton yarn over there. As soon as the cotton yarn is in place, there will be With the rotation, not only ordinary canvas can be mass-produced, but also semi-magical cloth and shadow cloth can be mass-produced.

My next plan is to build a garment factory to mass-produce finished garments. "

"Are you planning to wipe out the entire industrial chain from beginning to end?" Zalanda couldn't help but widen her eyes and said, "Won't your garment factory also prepare to use these ghost workers to build ghost garments? Factory?"

No matter how you think about it, it is an extremely awkward thing for the dead to make clothes for the living.

Gavin shook his head and said: "There are restrictions on my recruitment of ghost workers. I can't recruit as many as I want. One ghost textile factory has already taken up a large part of the resources. It will have to continue to expand in the future. There is no way to recruit more ghosts." Workers have come out, and garment factories are intensive industries without much technical content. Just build ordinary factories. By then, whether it is Dalauma or in the valley, garment factories can be built and creativity can be created. More jobs.”

If the Tower of Domination had not been perfectly integrated with the Vizeme Manor, amplifying its carrying capacity tenfold, the Shadow Textile Factory would have been even smaller, and could only produce magic cloth, but would have no time to produce ordinary cloth.

Even the current production layout is temporary and will be adjusted with the scale of production, especially Gavin's needs.

When enough manpower and material resources are available, it is very likely that ordinary cloth production will be dismantled and ordinary textile factories will be built.

"Then I'm looking forward to your new moves." Zalanda believed that the garment factory Gavin mentioned was definitely different from what she knew, and it might bring her new surprises.

"I have met the lord, and I have met the lady." Daphne appeared silently not far from the two of them, "There is an urgent military matter that needs to be handled by the lord himself."

"What urgent military affairs?" Gavin raised his eyebrows. Are those drow elves taking action again? When did their operational efficiency become so high?

"This..." Daphne glanced at Zalanda involuntarily.

Gavin waved his hand and said, "Although Ms. Zalanda is not an outsider."

Daphne then spoke: "The Blood Claw Legion has arrived nearby, and General Blood Claw is in the Tower of Domination."

"We're finally here." Gavin had an unconcealable smile on his face, and a huge boulder hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Don't look at his vows to Zalanda and Nora that the hobgoblin army led by Bloodclaw will definitely come as promised, and even made a bet with Nora.

But rather than convincing others, it is better to strengthen your own confidence.

This kind of deployment of troops thousands of miles away, especially when you are not personally leading the team, involves too many variables.

Whether Blood Claw and the others keep their promise is only one aspect. If they provoke someone they shouldn't provoke along the way, it would not be a strange thing if they change hands and are wiped out.

After all, they belong to an out-and-out monster army, and the food supplies they bring are relatively limited, so they need to solve some of them by themselves along the way.

Is it possible that you expect them to trade?

Must have been obtained directly from the local natives - the looting method.

Although before leaving, Gavin had repeatedly told Bloodclaw to try to avoid provoking those intelligent races, especially those human cities, and to avoid them as much as possible, because if they were not careful, they would stir up a hornet's nest.

But when they get to the road, they have to act cheaply.

Now that the kite with its broken string had finally flown to its destination, he could take the opportunity to tie the string.

"Let's go take a look together." Gavin sensed the location of the blood claw for a while, and without any explanation, he dragged Zalanda directly in front of the hobgoblin warlord.

As if sensing the magic fluctuations, the hobgoblin warlord suddenly took a step back, leaning against the crystal wall, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed.

But the next second, he thrust it back in faster, held the sword in both hands, and said loudly: "The Blood Claw has seen the Lord."

"Please get up, please get up, General Bloodclaw, please get up quickly." Gavin hurriedly stepped forward to help the hobgoblin warlord himself, patting his thick arm very affectionately and said, "Come on, let me introduce you to each other. , this is Ms. Zalanda, the city lord of Dalauma, this is Ms. Daphne, the internal affairs manager of Mys Noel, this is the General Blood Claw I often mentioned to you, and we were also considered We don’t know each other without fighting. There will be many places where the three of you need to work together in the future.”

Gavin's extraordinary enthusiasm made the hobgoblin warlord a little flattered.

In the rocky area, although Gavin gave him enough respect, he clearly felt that there was still caution in that respect. At least he would never show his back to him.

It's different now. She hugs his shoulders affectionately, regardless of race, like a close friend who has been away for many years.

But after thinking about it, it seems reasonable for this situation to occur.

After all, he traveled thousands of miles and led the army as promised, which proved his loyalty to him.

"It is my greatest honor to be helped by General Bloodclaw." Zalanda also had unconcealable joy on her face.

Although this hobgoblin warlord was not loyal to her, it was almost the same. This gave her finally hope to completely solve the problem of goblins in the Marching Mountains.

After they got to know each other and sat down again, Gavin couldn't help but asked with concern: "You are not very slow. Where did you come from?"

It had only taken twenty-two days since Blood Claw and the others set off, and the straight-line distance between the two places was more than 1,200 kilometers, so they would have to walk at least more than 2,000 kilometers to take a detour.

Blood Claw sat upright and explained concisely: "After we left the Land of Three Rivers, we went straight to Sambia and occupied a fishing village on the coast. They used their fishing boats to cross the Longhu Strait overnight and cut directly into the area near Ivansuo. The Giant Plains, and then arrived at Tessel along the Schilminster Forest. As soon as they arrived here, they heard about the lord's reputation here, so they went to look for it on their own initiative. The lord was indeed a very human being, and he did extraordinary things. No matter where he goes, he will be famous all over the world.”

Bloodclaw's admiration for Gavin comes from the bottom of his heart.

It is impossible to say that he did not have any evil intentions during this large-scale deployment of troops.

After all, being subordinate to others and having absolute autonomy are completely different things.

But when it was actually put into operation, it was discovered that there were many difficulties.

The True God's Blood Oath's ability to bind ordinary hobgoblins is much greater than Bloodclaw imagined.

After all, the temptation of power is relatively small for them.

Because no matter whether they follow Bloodclaw's betrayal or not, they will eventually succumb to others and bear huge risks.

This is just an internal reason. If he really wants to do it, as long as he gives Bloodclaw a period of time to operate, he can replace the entire army with cronies who are willing to follow him in betrayal. After all, he has direct control over this army, let alone promotion or demotion. In just one thought of his own, he even controls the power of life and death.

But there is another powerful external factor that cannot be ignored, and that is Gavin's incredible methods and ubiquitous influence.

He had seen with his own eyes the terrifying size of the Mother Dragon Oak Tree, and the details of Gavin's Dragon Oak Territory over there. It was like an iceberg hidden on the water. What outsiders saw was just a small tip, and it was much bigger. The others are lurking beneath the surface.

The two fights between me and him resulted in a bloody head-on collision. It was not an accident, but an inevitable one.

From beginning to end, the two are not on the same scale, whether in terms of development speed or development pattern.

Just when he was racking his brains to expand his influence through war and recruit hobgoblins and goblins.

They have long since broken the shackles of race and expanded their influence among other races.

In the short period of a month or two when he was hidden in the snow, he turned around and expanded his own territory on the human side.

On a fairy midsummer night, an unlimited teleportation transported them across hundreds of kilometers from the rocky land to the valley.

After setting off from the valley, I thought that the sky was high enough for birds to fly, and the sea was wide enough for fish to jump.

But suddenly I discovered that the other party's influence was everywhere.

From the mouths of those Sambian humans, they heard the curse-like name repeatedly.

A nouveau riche who became a millionaire thanks to his magic wine.

A dragon slayer with no extraordinary class levels.

The man who destroyed the Sambian mercenaries with a nine-level spell named Storm of Revenge.

It wasn't until they crossed the Dragon Bay that this sound gradually subsided.

But after crossing the Giant Plains, this name popped up again, and the closer to Tethyr, the more famous this name is.

The man behind Zalanda, the Chosen Goddess of Strategy, the victorious general, and the Lord of Dalaoma.

The destroyer of the original temple of Moandor, the god of corruption.

The restarter of the lost elven city of Misnoel.

When Bloodclaw heard the description of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, he knew that this was definitely not a coincidence. This Gavin was that Gavin, and the sacred tree was the Dragon Oak Mother Tree they had stayed in before.

In the short time since they set out from the valley to Tethyr, they had already completed the new strategic layout and prepared a city for them here.

This development speed is appalling.

Unless Bloodclaw is a fool, he will betray such an existence.

It is the wisest choice to follow him unswervingly and take advantage of the wind. The little that slipped through the fingers of the other party is more and bigger than what he has developed with all his efforts.

The best way to pledge loyalty is to mobilize troops over a long distance. As long as you lead your troops to arrive and report back, the other party's trust in you will rise sharply.

This is also proven by the fact that Gavin treats you warmly. This is a treatment you have never had before.

Gavin and his friends don't know that this serious and almost rigid earth elf warlord has so many thoughts in his mind.

Especially Gavin and Zalanda couldn't help but look at each other. They were discussing the Dalaoma immigration route before, and now there is a ready-made intelligence agent delivered to their door.

Gavin immediately asked, "Is the journey from Avanso to Tethyr easy?"

"Easy." Bloodclaw couldn't help but grin, "The road was very flat and the supplies were sufficient. Not only did we have enough food, but we also had a steady supply of soldiers. Along the way, the total strength of the Bloodclaw Legion not only did not lose a bit, but increased by more than 500. Now we have 500 earth wolf cavalry and 1,500 elite infantry, plus 2,000 goblin servants."

Hiss!

Bloodclaw's answer made Gavin and Zalanda gasp.

They could hear the strong smell of blood in just a few simple words.

What the hell is easy to walk?

This Bloodclaw Legion didn't come here by walking, but killed all the way, with a lot of heads rolling.

The total strength that Bloodclaw just mentioned didn't lose a bit, but didn't say that the strength he brought from the rock land didn't lose a bit.

Instead, they replaced old blood with new blood, and supplemented the Blood Claw Legion with the hobgoblins recruited along the way, and even directly recruited goblin servants like ordinary hobgoblin legions.

A legion of two thousand hobgoblins, two thousand goblin soldiers, is a powerful force that cannot be ignored in any place.

"General Blood Claw did a good job, better than I thought." The only thing Gavin could do was to offer his praise.

This also indirectly confirmed the military command ability of Blood Claw. The troops were mobilized thousands of miles away, and the strength of the troops did not decrease but increased. This is not something that ordinary people can do.

Although this has something to do with the racial characteristics of the hobgoblins to submit to the strong, the premise is that you have to prove that you are a strong person and worthy of their following, otherwise they are more interested in enslaving you.

Gavin thought about it for a while and told the truth: "To be honest with General Bloodclaw, I have reached an agreement with the Lord of Zalanda to carry out a large-scale immigration from here, no less than tens of thousands. If we follow your old path, do you think it is feasible?"

Since the other party has proved his loyalty, he should not live up to this loyalty.

He plans to gradually incorporate Bloodclaw and his Bloodclaw Legion into his huge plan.

People are not static, even Gavin is no exception.

He had always been very cautious about both the dog demon and the blood claw.

To some extent, it is a lack of confidence in his own strength.

In fact, the easiest way to deal with this kind of lawful evil existence that naturally admires the strong is to keep yourself strong, a kind of strength that makes them look up to and cannot have the heart to catch up, so they are naturally loyal and very useful.

At present, two-thirds of the most handy ones used by Gavin are the so-called evil people, such as Daphne, the dog demon, and now the blood claw.

As his achievements grew, his courage and confidence also grew, which can be seen from the change in his attitude towards Blood Claw.

From the beginning, defense is more important than use, to the thousand-mile mobilization of troops for both defense and use, to the current preparation for important positions.

"Thousand-mile migration?" The hobgoblin warlord's poker face also had an unconcealed surprise.

Thousand-mile mobilization is already legendary enough.

He is now going to have a thousand-mile migration. I dare not say it is unprecedented, but it is definitely rare. It is estimated that only the lord in front of him can do this.

But it is undeniable that once it succeeds, the benefits will be huge.

This will directly turn a wasteland into a human territory and build a new city.

But thousand-mile migration and thousand-mile mobilization are two different things, especially the human race, who have been living behind the city walls for many years, so that most of them can not even survive in the wilderness as well as a goblin fool.

In particular, the attitude of this lord towards his subordinates is different from their attitude towards the earth elves. He will not treat them as consumables. He must want to bring them from here to the valley safely.

After thinking things through thoroughly, Blood Claw spoke cautiously: "It's not that there are no flaws here. There are many places with weeds, especially the Giant Plains, which seems to be shrouded by strange laws. Not only are the sizes of many creatures half a size larger than ordinary ones, but even the sizes of plants are not quite consistent with ordinary ones. In many places, even wolf cavalry will be swallowed by weeds. It is very easy to set up an ambush, and it is also easy to be ambushed. Most of our troops are replenished here."