On the second day, everyone set out on the journey again.

Today they were going two kilometers deeper into the wasteland to clear the Goblin Camp Twelve, which was a very large goblin gathering point with more than 2,000 members in total.

According to Tommy's description, the Goblin is less effective than the Kobold, so the difficulty of this mission is not high.

However, the wasteland is always full of accidents, and when he was approaching the goal, Ben, who was in charge of the pathfinder in front of him, suddenly stopped, motioned for everyone to lower his body, and then he listened attentively and said, "It seems that there is a battle ahead." ”

Renard also pricked up his ears, but he didn't hear anything, but he believed Ben wouldn't lie to himself: "Who's fighting with whom, and on a big scale?"

Ben frowned and listened for a long time, and said with some uncertainty: "There are voices, there are goblin voices, the scale of the battle is not small, if my guess is correct, it should be a certain caravan in trouble." ”

Renard suddenly became excited: "Let's go over and have a look?"

The rest of the people did not object, so they bowed down and climbed up the mound beside them under the cover of artemisia.

The mound is not high, but the view is very good, and they can clearly see the location of the battlefield.

There was indeed a large caravan, with more than twenty large carts, and the guards and coachmen combined were more than forty people, but they looked very bad.

By this time, the convoy had surrounded the city, and the wagons were used as cover to defend against the attack, and the attackers were naturally goblins, who were known for their cowardice and weakness.

After seeing the situation clearly, Renard's scalp couldn't help but tingle, because the carriage was densely packed with goblins, and there were thousands of them.

"That caravan is going to be finished. Ryan sighed slightly, there was no pity in his tone, and there was even a hint of mockery: "A miserly merchant who wants to travel through a dangerous wasteland to earn gold, but is unwilling to hire too many guards, deserves to end up like this." ”

Renard knew why the other party was gloating, because Ryan's father was a mercenary, a depressed mercenary to be exact.

"Master, should we do something?" Austin, who had always been a man of few words, suddenly asked.

Without waiting for Renard to answer, Ryan was the first to speak, "Austin, is your chivalry flare up again?"

Austin Gray is arguably Renard's most trusted subordinate, and the most upright of the nine.

His great-grandfather was also a follower of His Majesty Rochelle and a core member of the Knights of the Lionheart, so he received an orthodox knightly education from an early age, humility, honor, sacrifice, valor, mercy, honesty, justice, soul.

Of course, since becoming Renard's dogleg, these virtues have been almost lost.

In fact, Renard didn't want to do it, after all, the impact of thousands of goblins on him was too huge.

However, he didn't want to give up such a good opportunity, yes, a good opportunity to make money.

After struggling for a long time, he suddenly stood up, raised his sword and shouted, "Kill the goblins, and return the peace to Fort St. Brieux." ”

With that, he took small steps and slowly rushed towards the battlefield.

If nothing else, by the time he arrived at the battlefield, the corpses of the caravan personnel were already cold.

The corners of the doglegs' eyes twitched, obviously thundered by his second illness.

However, their movements were not slow, and they overtook Renard in three and two steps, bent their bows and arrows, and the roar of arrows rang out, and a puff of blood bloomed.

The goblins who were still surrounding the carriage were suddenly in a state of confusion, and it took a long time for them to react, and they immediately screamed and rushed towards the mound.

The doglegs are condescending to shoot constantly, and a single feathered arrow can often take the lives of two or three goblins.

That's right, just two or three, and the sharp arrows can often penetrate the goblin's thin body, causing a lot of damage to the speculators hiding behind.

Complete the Kill Mission: Kill 100 Goblins, reward a little potential, and complete 156 percent. ”

"Ding! Over-complete the task and reward a random attribute. ”

In just three minutes, the task of hunting the goblin was successfully completed, and the opponent also successfully rushed to the mound and started hand-to-hand combat with the doglegs.

"Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen ......" "Twenty-four copper plates, twenty-six copper plates." Twenty-eight copper plates......"

The skulls are rolling, the stumps are flying, and in the face of the hellish scene of Shura, no matter how surging the battle spirit is, it will be drowned in blood.

Although the goblins are stupid enough, they also know that when they encounter an irresistible opponent, the charge quickly turns into a flight.

However, the killing of the doglegs did not stop, they ignored any bullshit and returned to Fort Saint-Brieux for peace, they only had the most direct thing in their eyes - profit.

Complete the Kill Mission: Kill 200 Goblins, reward a little potential, and the completion rate is 154%. ”

"Ding! Over-complete the task and reward a random attribute. ”

Complete the Kill Mission: Kill 300 Goblins, reward a little potential, and complete 149 percent. ”

There are no excess rewards, and is there an additional reward for 50% completion?

Renard touched his chin and smiled very happily, even presumptuously, as if he had found a bug again.

Then he thought of another question, if the completion rate reached 200 percent, or even 300 percent, would the reward change?

These need to be confirmed by him one by one, and he will not think about it for the time being.

Goblins have a lower IQ than kobolds, so they don't talk about tactics or strategies when fighting, and they will swarm when they rob and flee when they retreat.

In less than ten minutes, the ugly guy who had originally come to be dense ran away.

However, when Renard led the people to the outskirts of the caravan, he was greeted not by gratitude, but by a bright sword.

"Stop, what are you?" the caravan's guards bent their bows and arrows, their eyes as vigilant as before.

Seeing this, the doglegs dodged in front of Reynard, and while the arrows would cause them irreparable damage, loyalty compelled them to do so.

Tommy and Austin also aimed their arrows at the guard, and Tommy said in a cold voice, "Slowly lower your weapon, and don't make me think you're doing anything wrong, or I'll definitely shoot through your chest." ”

He then added: "Believe me, I have the strength." ”

Although the caravan's guards are five big and three thick, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is just a show.

The poor and rich are martial, and the poor inferior people do not have the ability and wealth to learn martial arts at all, so they can only rely on showing their muscles to deter the enemy, and if they really fight, the burly body will only weaken the combat effectiveness.

Cold sweat slowly broke out on the guard's forehead, apparently he was afraid of death.

After a long confrontation, a businessman came out tremblingly and asked, "Are you not enemies?"

Renard also stepped forward and said with a righteous face: "Of course. ”