The dragon just wants to stay at home, but the players are frantically upgrading their technology.

They knew this was like drinking poison to quench their thirst, but there was nothing they could do.

Fortunately, the Blackscale Clan has now become a source of hope.

It remains to be seen whether the Blackscale Clan will end up like the Black Iron Tribe.

"That's great! You cut off the Black Iron Tribe's supply of dire wolves, and we'll trade you iron weapons for dire wolves."

"Justice is in the eye," he said, his eyes brightening.

The player camp has been established for less than two months, and animal husbandry and breeding industries have not yet been developed.

The gnolls have wolves, so they can just pluck them and use them to build up their cavalry.

Cavalry did not disappear even during World War I and World War II.

High mobility is a great advantage in surprise attacks, escapes, and relocations.

"Exchange for iron weapons?"

Finley, who had just lifted a corpse, suddenly turned to look at Caliber Justice beside him, his expression agitated.

The Black Iron Clan asked for dire wolves without hesitation; the Blackscale Clan is incredibly generous.

Iron weapons are not as good as gunpowder, but they are not bad either.

The gnolls don't have iron smelting technology; they rely almost entirely on trade with humans for ironware.

Immediately, the two began discussing the trade in dire wolves while moving the corpses.

With Mog setting an example, Finley readily accepted the offer to buy a dire wolf with Dragonscale Coins.

However, Finley's gnoll tribe doesn't have many war wolves; the first batch can only provide a dozen or so.

The second batch will need to be delivered next year.

Meanwhile, Mog and Zhan Shuai were chatting nearby.

Chapter 48 The First Project of a Big and Beautiful Company (Please continue reading)

"Once the second batch of weapons is shipped back, the Rainbow Scale Clan and the Red Fang Gnolls will declare war on the Black Iron Tribe, buying you time."

Mog said as he dragged the old bones carrying the corpse.

"Not urgent."

The war commander shook his head.

"All you need to do is change your attitude, proactively cut off the previous resource supply, and put pressure on the Black Iron Tribe."

Seeing Mog's puzzled expression, Zhan Shuai had no choice but to explain.

"Many goblin soldiers fled back, and the Dark Iron Horde will soon learn of the defeat."

"But those goblins were terrified, and the Black Iron Tribe didn't know the situation, so they weren't in a hurry to make a move."

The warlord continued speaking.

"Based on my judgment, they will likely put pressure on you first to confirm your loyalty, and only then will they start the war."

"This will at least delay things by another month."

Although the results of this battle were remarkable, they relied on an ambush and the fact that the goblins had never seen gunpowder before.

Such results would never have been achieved in a direct confrontation.

Not to mention the siege battles that might follow the start of the war.

We must first develop and improve our strength.

"understood."

Mog understood what the War Master meant and nodded.

Soon, the moving and counting of the spoils was completed.

Some military supplies and enough dried mushrooms and dried cured meat to last for half a month.

There were also more than sixty goblins in total. The players selected some usable corpses and put them in the refrigerator at the respawn point.

The freed-up meat was used by the players to hold a bonfire party to celebrate the victory.

Mogg and Finley, along with their entourage, were invited to join them.

The goblins from the camp also participated.

A huge campfire burned in the center of the camp.

"Let's get hyped, guys!"

The players shouted and gathered around.

Some players even used weapons as musical instruments, formed a band, and started singing right there in the center.

Although the goblins and Mog and the others couldn't understand it, they shared the beautiful melody and moving voice.

They couldn't help but shout along.

The entire campsite was instantly filled with lively laughter.

This caused Siegel a lot of trouble.

Although the dragon's nest is buried deep inside the mountain, the players' voices are really loud.

Siegel didn't want to disturb their fun, so he played games and didn't go to sleep until late at night.

As the sun gradually brightens, its rays begin to shift.

The goblin captives were sent to the goblin lair to mine.

The goblin squad leader, in particular, worked almost day and night.

They will only be released and allowed to participate in normal work if they perform well and pass the assessment.

Mog and Finley, having purchased their weapons using Dragonscale Coins, left with their men.

The dire wolves from Finley's location will take some time to arrive.

Mog, on the other hand, brought a large amount of coarse salt this time.

After refining, it should be enough to last for one or two years.

Meanwhile, the "caliber is justice" approach left the task of creating a language comparison table to the polar bear.

She herself led some players and goblins to cut down trees, build roads, produce gunpowder, and smelt steel.

In this battle, the iron ore transported from the goblin lair and the gunpowder produced there have been completely used up.

Many players have suffered varying degrees of damage to their weapons and plate armor.

The weapons intended for combat use have already been sold to Mog and Finley, and replenishment is necessary.

Sun rises and sets, time flows on.

In just three to five days, the road, which was already in its initial stages, was opened to traffic.

Large quantities of ore were sent over, refined into pig iron and sulfur, and then used to make weapons.

The first batch of goblins who performed well were also released from prison.

They were sent to the camp and participated in the camp's housing construction and infrastructure development.

These goblins have become a major problem for the "caliber is justice" approach.

There are too many goblins in the camp.

Relying solely on seigniorage will soon lead to a fiscal deficit.

The goblin contract system also failed to function at all.

Currently, only White Bear is contracted with the goblins, and that's only because of his belief that "the truth is justice."

Meanwhile, the guys who were going to contract the goblins before, "Did you get the dust done today?" and "Bricklaying Expert" have been up to something lately.

Even the notion that "justice is based on rhetoric" should be questioned; perhaps their large and beautiful company has already dissolved.

Just six days after the war ended.

Just after finishing up at the blacksmith shop, Kobe is Justice returned to the camp's official offices and received a report from Naira.

"Did you clean the mortar today? And the bricklaying expert is looking for me, wanting to take a look at something?"

Hearing what Naira said, the righteous voice looked bewildered, feeling completely confused.

Just send him the item offline!

Why make a special trip here?

Without figuring it out, I, the voice of justice, pushed open the door and went inside.

With the improvement of productivity during the Iron Age, some buildings in the camp now use wooden doors.

"coming."

"Did you dust today?" and "Bricklaying Expert" were already well-prepared. Upon seeing that "Justice is in the Air" had arrived, they greeted them and pointed to the wooden table.

"The things are on the table, take a look."