Nearly three meters tall, with a humanoid torso, like a big bloated fat man, dark brown skin, a thick neck, and a disgusting sarcoma on his body, his hair was unkempt and greasy.

Beast-like eyes have a broad, flat nose underneath them, and yellow, blackened teeth bulging out, as hideous as evil spirits.

A group of about ten ogres appeared on the side of the caravan, but unlike the roaming ogres in the wild, they were armed with iron weapons and wore leather armor sewn from simply treated leather and fur!

They even ride a huge gray-brown wild boar, a steel-sidedness boar that lives in the depths of the wilderness, weighing about half a ton, and is one of the few beasts that the ogre knows how to feed and domesticate!

Although it was clear that the iron weapons in the hands of this group of ogres were only crude goods such as iron rods and spears, no one would doubt the lethality of the heavy ones when wielded by the ogres!

However, it seems that ogres are not competent riders, even if they have their own unique heritage, know how to forge weapons, make leather armor, domesticate wild beasts, and capture goblins, kobolds and other slaves on a large scale to serve themselves, they can't cultivate the knighthood profession.

No matter how you look at it, the ogres riding wild boars have a feeling of staggering, the weapons in their hands are waving indiscriminately, and the route is crooked.

Obviously, the wild boar on the horse is just a means of transportation for them, which can be used for reconnaissance, but don't think about fighting.

The appearance of the ogres made the caravan guards feel like a great enemy, and a commotion inevitably appeared in the caravan!

And when they tried to approach the caravan and then interfere with its movement, the caravan guards quickly concentrated most of their forces and began to isolate and expel them!

With a calm face, Green clenched the sword and shield in his hand, and controlled the horse's progress with his legs clamped between the horse's belly, and beside him on horseback were the priestess Nia with a mace and a vulture shield, and the half-elf ranger with a longbow and arrows.

Three Northlanders, also armed with swords, scattered around on horseback.

Looking at the shouting and menacing roars not far away, but there were no obliters approaching the ogre who came to engage in the battle, Green couldn't help frowning.

Although there was no actual attack, the terrifying roar, the fierce appearance, and the pungent smell still greatly affected the people in the caravan, the cows, horses, and camels, and even slowed down a lot in fright.

Obviously, these ogres are the advance party used to delay the caravan's march, and there are really large forces behind them!

While isolating and defending the moving caravan, Green is also thinking about a solution!

Only by killing these ten ogres, or at least expelling them, can we successfully get out of danger!

Then, Green's gaze was fixed on one of the most burly ogres, with a deafening roar, and even a heavy breastplate made of molten iron on his upper body.

Apparently it's the little boss of this group of ogres!

That's it!

Moving his gaze, Green cast a color towards Nia and the Half-Elf Ranger, and the tacit understanding that they had honed over the years was already letting them know what their captain wanted to do.

Nia's hand holding the vulture shield opened slightly, revealing the emblem of the god of freedom and adventure in her palm, glowing slightly with the prayer in her mouth.

The half-elven ranger half-narrowed his eyes, silently calculating the speed difference and wind direction data between each other in his mind, and the longbow and sharp arrow in his hand moved lightly to correct the bias when shooting.

When Green suddenly grabbed the horse's belly and accelerated his horse to charge towards the little ogre leader not far away, the holy emblem in Nia's hand also shot out a holy light and fell on him!

- "Blessing Technique"!

- "Brute Force"!

- "Tenacity"!

- "Demonic Weapon"!

Several divine spells fell on Green's body, and the holy light flowed, making him even stronger and more powerful!

Sou!

Arrows with green stripes on a white background flew out with the Half-Elf Ranger's letting go, and at the same time as Grimm rode his horse, he had already wound his arrows, and then pulled the longbow and let go!

The metal arrows shone with a cold light, breaking through the air and shooting straight into the cloudy eyes of the little ogre boss!

Then, the sharp arrow pierced a jet-black arm, straight into a few inches, and a little blood dripped down!

But it was the little ogre leader who sensed the danger and slammed his arm across his eyes, blocking the sharp arrow that shot into his eyes!

Although the natural cuticle formed by the mixture of oil, dirt, and other things was easily pierced, and the arrows were driven into the flesh, this wound was only a trivial wound to the ogre's huge body!

"Hmph!" A muffled laugh erupted from his mouth, and the little ogre leader was nonchalantly ready to remove the hand that was blocking his eyes, wanting to laugh loudly at the human in front of him.

But the next moment, the boar beneath the little ogre leader let out an earth-shattering howl of pain, and then fell violently to the side!

But after Green, who was charging over, clinging to the horse's back and dodging the iron rods and spears swept by the two ogres, he took advantage of the fact that the little ogre leader blocked his own vision while blocking the sharp arrows, rode close to him, and the long sword in his hand turned into a ray of light and slashed out vigorously, cutting a huge wound on the front leg of the wild boar ridden by the little ogre leader!

When the blade was withdrawn, it even brought out a miserable white bone residue and pale red bone marrow!

Even the bones were cut open with a sword!

The front leg was injured so terrifyingly that it was suddenly unable to support its huge body, and the steel sideburns and wild boar's own weight of half a ton and its high-speed running state suddenly made the situation worse, making it fall directly to the side, and in the miserable howl, together with the little leader of the ogre on his back, he became a rolling gourd, leaving blood marks all the way!

And the other ogres who followed the little leader of the ogre fell into blood mold, and their riding skills were not good, and now they were blocked by the suddenly fallen steel sideburns boar and the little leader of the ogre, and they directly rolled to the ground, scratching out a bruise all over their bodies, even if they had rough skin and thick flesh, now they have a blue nose and swollen face!

Roar –

Finally recovering from the whirlwind of the world, the little ogre leader looked at the caravan in the distance with a thunderous roar, and the steel stick in his hand waved wildly, but he could only sprinkle his anger on the surrounding stones and plants!

With his vast experience, Grimm seized on the fact that the ogres were not good at riding to raid their mounts, and after successfully bringing them down and causing chaos, he did not fall in love at all, but grabbed the belly of his horse and chased after the caravan that had gone away!