Chapter 63: Withered Beard Surrenders

Looking at the box full of brand new candles in front of him, Flintag said it was very tempting and he wanted to have some.

The wisdom handed down from ancient times in our great Celestial Empire is: to persuade people, one must appeal to their emotions and enlighten them with reason. To persuade them to surrender, one must lure them with benefits and threaten them with coercion.

There was not much time left for Flintag, he did not dare to hesitate for too long, he made a choice quickly.

"Please spare our lives, my king! We choose to submit, submit to my king, oh."

After all, surrender can not only save lives, but also allow the Withered Beard Tribe to continue. The worst result is to become a slave. Being a slave is commonplace in the history of the Kobolds.

Hearing that the kobolds chose to surrender, Garin was delighted, but why was the goblin language even uglier than his own?

"What's your name? Are you the leader of the Withered Beard Tribe?"

Flintag's body stopped shaking. Since he had chosen to surrender, he should accept his fate calmly.

"My lord, my name is Flintag, and I am the leader of this tribe. My lord, do you need the Withered Beard tribe as slaves? Ouch!"

After saying this, Flintag seemed to have put down the burden in his heart. He was timid, but that was the nature of the kobolds. As a leader, he still had the responsibility of a leader.

"Call me Your Highness."

"I don't need you to be slaves. If you choose to submit, I will treat you as my people and hire you to help me mine."

"In return, I will provide protection for your tribe. No one can bully you. I will also provide your tribe with food and candles."

Such conditions were already very favorable for the kobolds. Flintag and the leaders behind him who could understand the goblin language all looked up in surprise, with astonishment filled with surprise.

Garin understood their mood from their dog faces and poured cold water on them: "In order to ensure your loyalty, I will cast slavery magic on you. If you choose to betray, you know the consequences!"

After Garin finished speaking, he turned around and asked Gandalf weakly in human language: "Gandalf, do you know how to use magic like slavery?"

Gandalf answered Garin righteously: "Your Highness, enslaving magic is inhumane!"

"So it won't happen?"

Seeing Garin's expression of finally stumping him, Gandalf rolled his eyes and said, "I have a little knowledge of this. I know a thing or two!"

"You will have to take care of all the Kobold leaders and chieftains."

After communicating with Gandalf, Galen continued to question the kobolds: "How many people are there in your tribe? Where are you hiding?"

"I haven't counted how many tribesmen are hiding in the deepest shelter. We have a total of 24 clan leaders, but now there are only nine left behind me."

"Go, have your men gather the living tribesmen to the canyon entrance. There are still some kobolds we knocked out in the tunnel. Go wake them up."

"You, come out with us. And take the treasures of your tribe with you. They belong to me now!"

After saying that, Garin and his group stared at the ogre leader, as if they were ready to chop off his head if he dared to say no.

It’s a pity that Varokar is not here, otherwise he would definitely cooperate with Garin and laugh eerily. As for the four people around him?

A bunch of old-fashioned people!

Not interesting!

The Kobold Leader was only at the seventh level, and could only be considered an elite monster who had just entered the high level. Being watched by a group of people who were much stronger than him, the Kobold Leader's head, which had just been raised, was once again lying on the ground, not daring to move.

Garin signaled to everyone to hold back their momentum. The kobold breathed a sigh of relief. Between life and treasure, he chose to live.

"As you command, Your Highness."

"Very good, get up. Let your men go and bring all the tribesmen to the cave entrance to gather."

The ogre leader stood up and waved his hand, and the nine leaders behind him scattered in all directions.

Accompanied by Aragorn, Garin walked to the boxes that the kobolds had just carried.

There were a dozen boxes of various sizes. Aragorn opened the lids one by one to check. Garin took a rough look and saw that some of them contained jewelry, and some contained weapons, such as daggers and swords, but they did not seem to be of high quality.

Most of the remaining ones are gold coins. Judging from the style, they are not the new gold coins used in Stromgarde now. They should have been minted during the Arathi Empire era and are quite old.

This is a little too little. This shouldn't be the case. Garin turned around and asked the Kobold leader, "Is this all?"

The Kobold leader did not dare to hide anything and answered Garin truthfully: "Your Highness, this is where I live. I moved some shiny treasures in here to keep. There are also many minerals in our treasure cave."

"Let's go and take a look. Lead the way."

After Galen put away the dozen or so boxes, the kobold obediently led the way into the tunnel, with Aragorn following closely behind him.

The treasure cave of the Withered Beard Tribe is not far from the cave just now. It is a cave dug by the dog-headed people.

Jialin took a look and saw that it was filled with densely packed ores, most of which were raw gold ore and a small part was copper ore.

It seems that the Kuxu Mine Cave is a rich gold mine, unlike the Southeast Mining District, which is a copper mining district with only small amounts of gold and some rare metals.

Gandalf was asked to mark this place, and the group prepared to teleport back. Kalru was assigned to continue exploring the mine and drawing a map.

Originally, Garin wanted to ask the ogre leader for a distribution map of the mines, but he didn't know that they didn't have one, so he had to rely on his own memory to navigate the mines.

In the Kuxu Canyon, a white light flashed, and four people and a dog-headed man appeared.

A group of dog-headed men were surrounded under the mountain wall. They were originally dejected, but when they saw their leader among the people who appeared, they caused a commotion, but it was quickly suppressed by the Red Flame Army.

"Flintag, go and comfort your people."

Since the ogre leader has surrendered, give him more freedom. Even if he has other ideas, he will not be able to cause any trouble surrounded by thousands of Red Flame Army.

Garin found Omar and asked him to send a signal to the exploration team to come back to avoid conflict with the gnolls.

At noon, the kobold leaders finally summoned all the kobolds in the mine. The logistics team of the Red Flame Army distributed the food that had been prepared long ago to each kobold. With the appeasement of their leader, they soon accepted the fact that their tribe had become a vassal of Garin.

According to Omar's statistics, the Gnolls dispatched three thousand young and strong men in this battle. The Red Flame Army dispatched a thousand-man team of Aragon in the early stage. In the end, the two thousand-man teams of Omar and Fadil delivered a fatal blow.

The Red Flame Army suffered zero casualties and crushed the game.

Nearly half of the Kuxu tribe were killed or wounded, and more than a thousand of them fled with their leader. The remaining wounded on the battlefield were basically treated, including those who were missing limbs.

There were more than 400 in total, including those seriously injured and killed on the spot.

The process of subduing the Drybeard Gnolls was very smooth. The leader took the lead in surrendering, and the most powerful leader under his command also followed suit. The upper echelons of the tribe who had the most say had surrendered, and it was useless for the ordinary Gnolls below to have any opinions.

In addition, the more than 400 ogres who died were the most ferocious group. They usually acted arrogantly and were unpopular in the tribe. Their deaths did not cause much hatred.

The last point is that Garin did not treat them as slaves. On the contrary, he provided them with good food and drink and offered candles regularly.

Such generous conditions only allow them to do the work they already like, as long as they supply ore regularly.

It’s low work, high pay and close to home, only a fool wouldn’t do it!