Raz shook the first snow off his hat, then rebuttoned it to his little furry head.

It was a hat snatched from human territory, soft leather, and fairly fine stitches.

Raz has owned it for almost a year, and has always used it with great care, and its original owner was a little human girl, but Raz didn't hurt the other party's life when he snatched it.

The goblin clan can only be said to have a slight understanding of animal and livestock captivity, in the early years there was a flock of sheep in the camp, but unfortunately on the snowset day of that winter, the sheep seemed to be infected with some unknown disease, and finally had to kill and eat meat.

So there was a brief feast and revelry in the camp, and then, as in previous years, some people starved to death.

After that, there was hardly anything left in the camp, and the inability to feed was one aspect, the point was that this barren frontier land seemed to have nothing to raise except monsters or wolves.

Goblins are not a fussy race, leafy grass, roots, insects, berries, and can eat a lot of things. It seems that there are many choices, but unfortunately food has always been the main problem that the camp has to face every year, and every goblin knows that life has never been easy.

Later, the old wise man in the camp said that since it was not possible to effectively keep wild beasts in captivity, it was better to keep humans in captivity.

The so-called captivity is actually not a sophisticated means.

To put it bluntly, when there is a robbery or armed conflict with humans, if the other party is no longer able to resist and can not hurt the other party's life, then try to keep a hand, so that the other party can create more value before the next plunder.

Since then, the camp has visited the human neighbor several times a year.

Tidal Village is too far away to go, and in the early years, I had fought with the ash stump twice, but I didn't take advantage of it, so there was only ...... Oh, what's the name of that last human settlement?

Forget it, the name doesn't matter, just know that it's close to the goblin's camp and that there are humans there.

The wise man's words always make sense, and although this human settlement is pitifully small, and they are almost as poor as the goblins on a material level, they still turn up some good things every time they go.

For example, grain, farm tools, fur, or the hat on your head at the moment.

After all, this hat was still a little bigger for his head, and it was a little loose to wear, but Raz didn't dare to change it at will, after all, his sewing skills were really limited.

Later, the clever Raz wrapped some cloth around his head, and made his head bigger, and the hat finally stopped loosening, and when he buttoned it down, he was just able to put his two little ears into the hat, so that life was very good.

Winter is such a nasty season.

Taking advantage of the time when the snow is completely piled up in winter, the team will also go to the human settlement for the last visit of the year, which is related to the quality of life of the entire tribe in winter, and also related to whether anyone will starve to death this year.

Xiang Kong exhaled a hot breath, and Raz turned his head to look at his enthusiastic people who were walking forward in the snow, holding torches, and then looked down and took out his clock and glanced at it, and the hands were almost there two more squares.

Thinking of the delicious and hot vegetable soup and fragrant bread of human beings, Raz with a short bow on his back couldn't help but have more eagerness in his eyes.

However, something seems to be wrong this time.

No sooner had he finished one of the clock's lattice than Raz saw a neat row of torches appear on the hill in front of him, and at the same time many torches appeared on both sides of the procession, even behind him...... Also have?

Raz was momentarily stunned, something he had never encountered in previous years. It has always been human beings who have seen themselves and their fellow tribesmen and run back to the settlement in panic to beat the copper basin, just like three months ago, how dare they take the initiative to run out today?

Wait, they seem to be outnumbered a lot more than ever, and this encirclement......

"Enemy attack!" Raz finally let go of his voice and took the lead in letting out a sharp cry, and there were people around him who responded with voices.

Although the sound is connected into a film, it has no effect other than to add confusion to the team.

Goblin tactics have always been crude, if not nil. They are accustomed to swarming around some tall single target and slowly wear it away.

There was still some distance between the humans in the four directions, just when Raz wanted to organize the retreat of the team. Two humans with torches suddenly rushed out from both sides, and one came from behind.

Raz subconsciously stared at the human in the direction of the retreat, and then fear quickly enveloped his body.

His speed was so fast, like a wild boar running wild in the wilderness, his steps were fast, the dirt was flying, and his black coat was flying.

He threw out the torch as he ran, and then Raz saw it spin around the head of one of his kind, and it bounced into the air. Then the fellow wandered around twice and then fell into the snow.

The guy in the black coat was carrying a long sword but didn't use it, but he just rushed into the team and knocked over several of his fellow clansmen with his fists and kicks. A few of his fellow people tried to throw stones and bows at his ghostly figure, and then ...... I took down a few of my own people very smoothly.

Raz had never seen that human before, it was a monster.

But soon Raz didn't have time to pay attention to the monster, because there was one in his own direction.

It's a lizardman wearing a funny helmet, but his attacks aren't funny, and he wields a short stick like a firewood in each hand. Even his whirling lizard tail could shake his dwarf counterpart.

The battle happened quickly and ended faster.

All the while, Raz didn't have time to take off his bow and shoot a few arrows, or if he didn't dare. Because the three madmen who broke up the party were too strong, an invisible shock gripped the throat.

If he couldn't shoot him to death with a single arrow, he would turn his head and die, Raz's hunch was clear.

"Lay down your arms and surrender for your life!"

The surrounding humans gradually narrowed the encirclement, and they all surrounded them with weapons, and kept shouting neat slogans in their mouths.

Looking at the trembling people around him, Raz was a little angry, but more sad, those old and weak people in the camp this winter may starve to death.

Before Raz could think more, the human in the black coat had already scurried over and pressed Raz into the snow as if he were handy. Then Raz tied his hands behind his back and rolled his beloved hat to the side.

Thor clapped his hands and looked at the battlefield, the battle ...... Well, it's a bit boring to play, and it's not even a warm-up for yourself.

This result was almost guessed before the battle, and after seeing forty or fifty goblins carrying torches into the encirclement, Thor decisively gave up the idea of training, which was enough for three people.

The key is that the enemy of this level can't train any soldiers, and if there are unnecessary casualties caused by these small points in the chaos, it will be very worthwhile, so the three of Thor directly took action to quickly pacify the battle.

The three of them directly gave up their sharp weapons, and only relied on their physical abilities to break up the enemy's ranks, and there was no need to cause any killing. At present, the population in the territory is scarce, and every goblin is free labor, so he can't be beaten to death.

This is the goal that Thor set a few days before the beginning of winter, to capture everything he can alive, first swallow the main force of the goblins, and then backhand pull out the only old and weak goblin camp and it's over.

The only thing that displeased Thor was that at first it was said that every time the goblins came to plunder, there were more than a hundred, but now it seems that it is obviously exaggerated. The combat power is only so small, it is not difficult to launch the entire goblin camp, and the estimated total population is not more than a hundred, which is too small.

Thor estimates that this is almost all their combat power, and if there are more people, even if they don't participate in the battle, they can carry the spoils of war, which is the right attitude to plunder.

It was still not enough to bring all the ropes in the settlement, only more than half of them were tied, and the remaining goblins could only be lined up, and the humans carried weapons to drive behind and move in the direction of the settlement.

It is said that four or five goblins were still run away in the chaos, and Thor didn't care about this, where could they go except to run back to the camp in this snowy winter, anyway, it was a one-pot situation in the end.

Looking at the crowd and clapping his hands, Thor suddenly remembered that two years later, after talking to Creti in the trees in Newtown, two years later, he had gone to the barren land of the northern border to wrestle with goblins.

Life is really unpredictable.

The procession back to the settlement was cheered on by the people who remained behind, and the people spoke of the glorious victory, of the absence of casualties, and of how brave and inhuman Lord Thor had been.

All the goblins had been driven into the cattle pens that had already been built along the mountain, and the roof had been added to the site that had been reserved for the future of the territory for the large storage of livestock. This amount of goblins is not even half of the cattle pens.

Drive all the goblins in, and usually arrange people around to watch carefully.

As for this winter, the goblins may have to spend the winter in the barn. On the cold side, when the time comes, just add a random ring of baffles along the fence and it will be over, and they can huddle together to keep warm. Anyway, it's good to be alive, what more do you want?

The only thing that pleased Thor was that he tried to communicate with the goblins in the continental lingua franca and found that he didn't need it at all. They all speak the human language well, and they are obviously an intelligent race, and their intelligence is not low.

That's good, it's definitely not realistic to raise such a group of small things for nothing, even if Thor can afford it. Eventually, they had to complete the transformation of slaves into lords, contribute to the construction of their territories, or be completely wiped out.

If you want to dominate other races, the cultural gap has always been a big problem, and if you don't understand the language and are backward, you can only use it as a coolie. But now that we can communicate, there are many things to talk about, and the future rule will be much simpler.

In a barren place like the borderland, every intelligent life has the value of wooing, so let's use it first.

So when the usual carnival in the realm was over, Thor picked out a little fellow named Raz and took him to a room alone. It is said that he has some status in the camp, similar to ...... Well, the country aristocracy, probably.