"Then what should we do now? Should we just let the spiny-haired squirrel tribe go?"
"Although it is a pity, this is the only way. The Spiny Gray Rats are very cunning and can dig holes better than rabbits. Although Nalant's cruel guards are powerful, there is really nothing we can do against them."
"Oh, I still want to see Baron Nalant annihilate all the Spiny Gray Rats. Last time, the Spiny Gray Rats sneaked into our camp and stole our rations for a month!"
"Tell me, Baron Nalant can use smoke to smoke out these squirrels."
"Yes, you can set fire. The caves are all connected. Just use smoke to force out these spiny squirrels."
"You are too naive. If it was really that easy, then this squirrel clan would have been wiped out by some tribes long ago."
"The Spiny Squirrel tribe has reserved a lot of partitions in their burrows. If there is a fire or smoke, they will immediately seal the entrance of the burrow with wooden boards."
"The smoke cannot penetrate deep into the squirrel's lair."
"When the smoke dissipates, the squirrel tribe will open the plank again, and then they can crawl out of the tunnel again!"
The proud laughter of the spiny-haired squirrel immediately aroused the discussion of the surrounding foreigners.
Previously, Narant's guards defeated an enemy that was ten times their size.
This was a deep shock to all the alien races, and at the same time, it also deterred them.
However, in their opinion, Nalant obviously had no way to destroy the thorn-haired gray rats that had penetrated into the tunnel.
Many of these alien races secretly thought it was a pity, because they had all been harmed by the thorn-haired gray rat tribe in the past.
It is just estimated that the Spiny Gray Rat Clan cannot be truly eliminated, so they cannot retaliate.
"Haha, did you hear that? Baron Nalant, the specialties of our Squirrel Clan are known to all the foreign races."
"So, I advise you to leave immediately. We, the Spiny Gray Rat Tribe, will just pretend that what happened today never happened."
"How about it, can you accept this condition?"
"If you accept it, we, the Spiny Gray Rat Tribe, are still willing to be serfs in this alien forest like you."
"As long as you give us enough pieces of meat every month, that's it!"
Listening to the discussions around him, the leader of the Spiny-haired Squirrel became more and more energetic.
Having been defeated in an instant before, their reputation as a thorny gray rat tribe had already been ruined.
Therefore, it also wants to take advantage of this opportunity to save something.
Maybe if the operation is better, we can continue to make a name for the spiny squirrel clan.
"Damn it, sir, this thorn-haired gray rat clan is so abominable. I am willing to lead people to dig tunnels and dig through the lair of these thorn-haired gray rats."
When Quick heard the shameless words of the leader of the Spiny Squirrel, he suddenly became furious.
"Oak, your honorable lord, we Goblins are also willing to help you dig holes. We Goblins are also good at digging holes. We guarantee that we can dig out the rat nest of the Spiny Gray Rat Tribe."
Lumba, the leader of the goblins, could not stand the arrogance of the spiny-haired gray rats, so he immediately stepped forward to ask for help.
"Haha, dig up our nest, you ignorant guys!"
"We, the Spiny Gray Squirrel Tribe, are a race born to dig. If you practice for ten thousand years, you will not be able to dig as fast as us."
"Baron Nalant, I give you the last choice now, which is to accept the conditions I just mentioned!"
"Otherwise...if you really choose to become the enemy of our Spiny Squirrel, then this alien forest will become the food warehouse of our Spiny Squirrel tribe from now on!"
When the Spiny Gray Mouse Tribe heard Quake and Lumba's request, they immediately laughed disdainfully.
At the same time, in order to highlight the prestige of the Spiny Gray Rat clan, he even issued an ultimatum to Nalant, the winner.
"This Spiny Gray Rat Clan is so shameless. They are obviously a coward, but they dare to issue an ultimatum to Baron Nalant?"
"Shh, keep your voice down. Baron Nalant will definitely not be able to do anything to the Spiny Gray Rat Tribe. If the Spiny Gray Rat Tribe hears your words later."
"If they are resented, and they steal your camp in the future, the losses will be huge!"
The arrogance of the leader of the Spiny Gray Rat clan is such that even many of the foreign races around him can't stand it.
Especially since he was originally a loser, but he used such despicable means to threaten people.
However, compared to the anger of Quick and others, the Lord Nalant looked as usual at this time.
Amid the chaotic discussions around him, Nalant finally spoke again.
"Chief of the Spiny Squirrel, please listen carefully now."
"If you surrender immediately, I, Narant, will only demote you into slaves and protect your lives."
"But if you continue to resist, you will no longer have a way to survive!"
Nalant's voice resounded throughout the entire audience, and could probably be heard even deep in the lair of the Spiny Squirrel Tribe.
"Haha, all races know that you humans are cunning and shameless."
"Especially the human nobles."
"But you, Baron Nalant, are like this. Now you actually think that you can threaten us like this."
"Well, since you, Baron Nalant, have a way to catch us, we, the Squirrel Clan, will be waiting!"
The spiny squirrels didn't think Nalant really had any way to break into their underground lair.
The underground lairs of their clan are the result of being passed down from generation to generation.
Every emergency has been accounted for.
Therefore, whether it is flooding or fire attack, it is absolutely impossible to deal with the Spiny Gray Rat Tribe.
"So, did you choose the latter?" Nalant smiled again.
"Hmph, human lord, if you have the ability, come and catch us!" The thorn-haired gray rat clan leader's retort came immediately.
"It is your own fault and you will not survive. Since you have chosen the latter, then bear the price you deserve!"
Nalant stopped talking and immediately asked the goblins to go to the territory to recruit two thousand goblins.
After the two thousand Goblins arrived with hoes and shovels, Nalant immediately asked the two thousand Goblins to start digging in the center of the three packs in front.
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"It seems to be true, but the small effect is too small."
As the goblins began to dig continuously, a large pit more than ten meters deep gradually appeared directly above the spiny squirrel's nest.
And on the wall of this deep pit, you can also see passages that are obviously newly blocked.
Obviously, the goblins had indeed dug one or two tunnels into the cave just now.
Unfortunately, for the spiny squirrel tribe, they are not afraid even if they are dug up by you.
If they destroy the tunnel immediately, they can prevent the nest from being invaded.
"Look, I said these spiny gray rats are very difficult to deal with. Even if you find their cave passage, you won't be able to enter.
Because the burrowing ability of spiny-haired squirrels is very powerful, they can block the original passage burrow immediately.
"My lord, do you need to continue digging along those passages now?"
At this time, Goblin Lumba came to Nalant again and asked him.
From Rumba's point of view, this is probably the only way his master can do it.
The next step is to dig along one of the largest tunnels.
I believe that we can always dig up the current nest group of the Spiny Squirrel Tribe.
"No, since the depth is sufficient, let's first let the goblins retreat a mile away.
Nalant shook his head, how could he really use such a primitive method to deal with the spiny squirrel.
If that was the case, he might as well just escort the Orc captives away and ignore the Spiny Gray Rat clan.
Otherwise it will be embarrassing and not worth it.
Hearing this, the goblin Lumba's eyes immediately showed doubts.
Fortunately, Nalant paused and then spoke again.
But this time, Nalant's words used fighting spirit to control the spread of the sound.
"Rumba, you will collect all the magic crystals in the magic armor fleet later."
"Then follow the manufacturing method of Glory's Wrath to make a super bomb!"
"Making Wrath of Glory?" After Nalant's explanation, Goblin Lumba finally reacted.
That's right, my lord also has a terrifying weapon like the Fury of Glory.
"Sir, how many Wrath of Glory do you need to make? I'll get it done right away!" Goblin Lumba also replied in an extremely thin voice.
"Just one!" Nalant stretched out his hand.
"Just one?" Goblin Lumba's eyes widened.
He pursed his lips for a moment and then said cautiously: "Sir, when we come here this time, we brought hundreds of magic crystals."
"Well, put all the magic energy crystals in, don't save, sir, I will turn these spiny-haired gray rats into dead rats!"
Nalant nodded.
"Yes, your honorable sir!" Then, Lumba said no more and immediately directed the goblin craftsmen who had previously excavated to withdraw.
Nalant, on the other hand, still stayed where he was.
The surrounding aliens were a little confused about Nalant's reaction.
If he can win, then Narant should act quickly.
If it is impossible to defeat, then he should quickly evacuate with his subordinates.
"What's the use of guarding this open space now?"
"Does Baron Nalant still want to kill the Spiny Gray Rats?"
As for the thoughts of these onlookers, Nalant naturally had no idea.
He waited calmly and calmly. About half an hour later, Goblin Lumba arrived late.
In fact, during this period, the leader of the Spiny Gray Rat Clan did not rest at all, and continued to verbally provoke Nalant.
Especially seeing that Nalant neither retreated nor attacked, this made him more and more excited as he became more sarcastic.
"Sir, the things you arranged have been taken care of!"
At this time, Goblin Lumba had already arrived in front of Nalant.
At the same time, he also brought a dozen magic carriages.
And these carriages were loaded with loads of wood.
Of course, one of them had very thick wood, a large tree stump with a diameter of at least two meters.
This wooden pile is a very conspicuous presence among these woods.
It's called the iron tree, and it's one of the hardest trees in wood.
It's a pity that the texture of this iron tree is really ugly.
The smell is also a bit unpleasant, so it is not a precious tree.
Seeing Goblin Lumba coming with such a large iron tree stump, everyone was a little confused.
After all, other small pieces of wood can also be understood as Nalant preparing to set fire to deal with the spiny squirrel.
But this big wooden pile is not easy to light.
But Narant saw the key at a glance.
On one end of the iron tree stump, there is a hole mark the size of a fist.
This is the opening for loading gunpowder and mana crystals.
Of course, the material opening has been resealed at this moment and is very strong.
And next to the resealed material opening, there is a gray-white thread the size of a flaxen string.
This is naturally the lead.
Since the spiny-haired squirrel tribe was hiding underground and refused to come out, Nalant didn't mind giving them a large firework.
The hundreds of magic crystals Nalant had previously asked the goblin Lumba to collect were prepared for this purpose.
"Sir, all the magic crystals have been put into the wooden pile, and the wooden pile can be used at any time!" Lumba reminded Nalant.
"Very good, let's start as planned!"
"Yes, my lord!"
Immediately, Lumba moved quickly and ordered more than a hundred goblin coolies to start unloading the trees from the carriage.
Those small branches were moved to several squirrel holes.
Only the big wooden stake was placed in the hole dug earlier.
Then, the goblins began to light the wood placed at the entrance of the cave in order.
Only the big wooden pile was not set on fire, but was buried again.
Only a thin line was left exposed above the ground.
"Baron Narante is indeed preparing to smoke the squirrel."
"This method won't work. Baron Narante is a waste of time!"
When the onlookers saw the wood being set alight, they all thought Nalant wanted to attack with fire.
Many foreigners shook their heads.
But they didn't notice that at this time, the Storm Riders and Goblins quietly retreated to their vicinity.
It is more than 400 meters away from where the big wooden pile was buried previously.
Of course, the only one who remained in place at this time was Narant.
"Haha, Baron Nalant, did you hear those comments? Fire attack won't work."
"Stop being stubborn and agree to my conditions. Then this forest will have peace from now on!"
This was a very appropriate time for the leader of the Spiny Squirrel to continue taunting.
"You are arrogant enough, and you are considered worthy enough!"
"Remember, be smarter in your next life and never mess with people you shouldn't mess with!"
Facing the ridicule, Narant showed a look of pity.
The leader of the Spiny-haired Squirrel was stunned and frowned, feeling as if there was something uneasy about him.
At this moment, Nalant suddenly squatted on the ground, and a flame lit up in his hand.
"What are you planning to do?"
The leader of the Spiny-haired Gray Rat clan was puzzled.
Perhaps seeing his doubts, Nalant said: "Don't worry, you may not be very peaceful when you go there later, but you have earned it by experiencing the world's largest 'fireworks'!"
Bah ba ba ba!
After Nalant finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of breathing and sputtering in front of him, and the fuse had been ignited.
This fuse is of a fast-burning specification, so it only spreads underground in an instant.
"Goodbye, Squirrel, I hope to see you again soon!"
At this moment, Nalant waved his hand towards the spiny-haired squirrel, and then disappeared from the place with a teleport.