Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Thorin looked distressed, momentarily at a loss for words after being questioned by Lin Mo.

Dwarves are not a race that likes to fight, as can be seen from the fact that they only have two seventh-tier combatants.

Their racial talent lies in their love of research and forging.

Lin Mo stared at Thorin, and upon seeing this, he realized that the other party simply hadn't considered that much.

So when Thorin didn't know what to do, he said:

"It's not impossible for us to have our technology tree."

Lin Mo's eyes flashed.

"That means you dwarves will completely join the Great Xia!"

Thorin was dumbfounded. "Join Great Xia?"

"Yes." Lin Mo nodded.

"Completely join our Great Xia, possess our Great Xia nationality, become a minority in Great Xia, and enjoy the education, medical care, basic security, legal protection, and shelter that Great Xia citizens are entitled to."

"At the same time, you dwarves still retain a certain degree of autonomy, becoming a dwarf autonomous region, but your dwarf laws shall not supersede the laws of Great Xia."

"In this way, you dwarves can focus on researching the technology tree and manufacturing, while we, the Great Xiabao, will handle the fighting."

"Of course, dwarves still need to serve in the military just like citizens of Great Xia. Whenever there is a need, dwarves will also go to the battlefield, for example, as logistics personnel."

"There's one more thing I need to tell you in advance: public knowledge and state core secrets are not the same thing."

"Military and classified content or technology still requires approval in accordance with the laws of Great Xia, and the specific authority depends on the security level."

"In short, you need to be treated the same as the citizens of Great Xia. If you have geniuses, we will open up our technology tree to those people, instead of giving it all to you at once."

"As for the dwarves' production results, the Great Xia will not requisition them without compensation, but will obtain them through national procurement, market transactions, and joint research and development."

"The more you produce and the greater your technological contributions, the more resources and rewards you will receive."

If the elves and the Holy Humans are considered to be vassal states of the Great Xia, then the dwarves are integrated into the Great Xia, becoming an autonomous region within it.

Thorin listened very attentively.

This is completely different from the joint defense agreement we just discussed.

The Allied Forces represent a relationship of alliance.

Joining the Great Xia means that dwarves become citizens of the Great Xia, enjoying protection, education, and public resources, while being governed by a unified legal and military system.

With more gains come greater responsibilities.

Thorin remained silent for a long time before finally sighing.

"I'm tempted by this offer."

"But the dwarven kingdom is ultimately not up to me," Thorin said, looking up.

"I need to report to the Dwarf King."

"Okay." Lin Mo nodded.

"I await your formal reply."

Then, Lin Mo looked at the centaur Grom.

"Chief Grom, what is your reply?"

All eyes in the conference room were fixed on the centaur.

Grom straightened up, his expression turning serious.

"Our Orc Alliance will not join the Allied Legion."

Lin Mo frowned.

Grom didn't keep them in suspense and continued:

"Because we have decided that the entire orc race will be incorporated into Great Xia."

After he finished speaking, the conference room fell silent.

Lin Mo was stunned.

He glanced at Thorin instinctively, and then understood why Thorin had glared at Grom the moment he tried to speak.

So they already knew the orcs planned to leave the Terra group and join Great Xia.

That's great!

He suppressed his excitement and asked:

"Have you made your decision?"

"Yes." Grom nodded.

"This is the official resolution of the Alliance Council. The Beastmaster and the chieftains of each tribe have already voted, and I am simply bringing the results here today."

"The specific merger agreement still needs to be discussed and negotiated with Da Xia."

"But in terms of direction, the orcs have already made their choice."

Lin Mo still found it somewhat unbelievable upon hearing this.

He knew that orcs were living a miserable life.

In recent years, in order to purchase weapons and ammunition from the Great Xia, the orcs have almost emptied their already meager reserves.

The life, education, and healthcare in Daxia also allowed them to see another possibility for the first time.

However, the decision to integrate an entire clan into a foreign country is not something that can be made simply by saying "I want to live a good life."

Grom seemed to sense his confusion and couldn't help but recall the debate within the Orc Alliance.

That day, in the council hall of the Orc Alliance, more than a dozen powerful tribal chiefs were arguing fiercely.

Some believe that the power of tribal leaders will be weakened after joining the Great Xia.

Some worry that the orcs will lose their traditions and autonomy.

Some believe that the Great Xia only needs the power of the orcs temporarily, and that they will be completely marginalized once the demons are defeated.

The argument went on for a long time until Warwick, the Beastmaster, slammed his hand on the table.

boom!

The heavy stone table was shaken so much that a crack appeared in it.

The sounds in the hall stopped instantly.

Warwick stood up, and the aura of a seventh-tier powerhouse combined with that of a beast king emanated from his body, instantly silencing all the chieftains.

"What have you been arguing about for so long?"

"After joining the Great Xia, we will have less power, so you are unwilling?"

"But have you ever considered how long our people can survive without joining the Great Xia?"

Warwick looked around at everyone.

"Thousands of years ago, we orcs were slaves in the eyes of other races, ordered around and bullied, and we could only endure it."

"Later, we formed the Orc Alliance, elected a Beast King, and united the various tribes together."

"After that, the bullying did decrease, but did our lives actually get much better?"

Inside the hall, several chiefs lowered their heads.

They certainly know the answer.

Despite the employment relationship, their lives are still at the bottom compared to other ethnic groups.

After the demon invasion, life became unbearable once again, and the various races fell apart.

"Let's take another look at Great Xia," Warwick said in a deep voice.

"Children can grow up happily, have no worries about food and clothing, and enjoy a good education. Look at the elderly in Daxia, they have support in their old age and enjoy their later years in peace."

"Where are our children?"

"They were poorly clothed, sometimes full and sometimes hungry, and their nutrition was inadequate."

"And look at your elderly parents. They don't have many years left. In order to save resources, won't they be sent to the mountains to fend for themselves like the elderly of the past?"

Some of the chiefs already had tears in their eyes.

Warwick didn't stop, and continued:

"You are worried that you will lose power after joining the Great Xia."

"But if the community continues like this, to whom will you leave the power you hold?"

"Should it be left for the children who don't have enough to eat?"

"Should we leave it to those warriors who can't even afford weapons and ammunition and have to fight the demons with stone axes?"