It is worth mentioning here that although the warehouse resources of these dwarf vassal races are quite abundant, Su Ye has made a lot of money.

But the remaining strength of each race is quite weak.

There are dozens of vassal races, and only three groups have the remaining number, exceeding a thousand.

As for the one tribe who can fight, there is not even five hundred people.

This situation really exceeded Su Ye’s expectations.

He originally thought that no matter how powerful this war between the dwarfs and orcs were, no matter how miserable the dwarfs were in death, there should be only a thousand people left in each group. If they can participate in the battle, there should be more than two or three hundred people.

According to this calculation, Su Ye's conquering the dwarf vassal race this time would not only obtain a large amount of resources, but also obtain a total of more than 50,000 or 60,000 combatants.

And now, there are a huge amount of resources.

But those who can fight, in total, less than 5,000, and behind them, there are a group of weak people who cannot fight with a total of more than 10,000.

If this group of people is brought to the battlefield.

Not to mention helping yourself to fight the enemy, it would be a blessing to not drag yourself down.

There was no way for them. For them, Su Ye could only follow the strategy of targeting the Yushan tribe at the beginning, so that they could not participate in the subsequent Luojia Mountain War, and provide them with a suitable and relatively safe place.

"It's so difficult!"

After clearing the warehouses of all the vassal races left by the dwarves, Su Ye stood in the Luoyun City Arena, looked up and sighed softly.
Chapter completed!