As Gauldos had expected, on this night, the Greenskins attacked again. And the intensity of this attack is only a little higher than the last time, in the large group of ordinary goblins in the bloodthirsty state, mixed with some goblin cavalry and goblin mages.

Although the ratio of troops has become more scientific, the result of the defeat has not changed, except for leaving some corpses and consuming some excess population, the opponent still has nothing to gain.

This group of goblins... What exactly do they want to do?

The old day has passed, and the new day has begun as usual, but the content of each day is mostly repetitive and the same. Gauldos saw that the drow hunter had driven another pack of forest silver-horned wolves to clean up the carcasses and fill the wolves' bellies by the way.

Gauldos walked up to the Drow Hunter and asked if the other resource points had been attacked in a similar way.

The hunter nodded, combing the hair of the strongest silver-horned wolf, and replied, "Not only the plantations, but also the mines, the lumberyards, the animal training grounds... Almost all of the resource points were attacked by the enemy, but without exception, the green-skinned miscellaneous only increased casualties. ”

Gaudus nodded, then thanked him, and begged him to leave some corpses as necessary materials to learn the corpse explosion, and then watched him leave.

"Boy, I really don't understand you. If it's to win over the Moon, I can understand why you're doing this, but it's clear that this Reg is just an arrogant and stupid guy, where can't you help? Why do you have to be here? Hehe, if it's me..."

It's Ray. Field's voice.

Gaudus couldn't help but ask, "What would happen if it were you?" ”

"Hmph, I will kill him, and then cast [Exorcism Zombie] on him, and become an undead slave who will always be loyal to me!"

Listened to Ray. With Field's vicious words, Gaudus gained a deeper understanding of the necromancer community. The so-called [Zombie Repellent] is just a necromancer version of [Dominating Zombies], and the difference between the two is not only that there is a small difference between the strength of the body and the size of the strength, but also whether there is a remnant soul of the deceased living in the body.

Either way, killing people and then waking them up as zombies is very characteristic of a necromancer, but it's a bit too vicious.

"Hehe, I don't deny it, I have the intention of wooing the Eternal Dark Moon. After all, as a necromancer who is listed as a forbidden profession in Acacia, it is undoubtedly the best choice to have the support of such a force behind him. But actually, there is another reason. ”

"What?"

Gauldos replied, "I do like this tribe very much. ”

He paused, then continued, "Didn't you find out? This tribe is superficially closed and hidden in the underworld, and does not like to communicate with outsiders. But if you get into their hearts, you will find that they will sincerely accept you and see you as a true friend. ”

"Also, it's a passage from Rostanford's father, Grand Elder Rozwill."

"He said that no matter race, no matter who he is, no matter his ancestry, as long as he has helped us, he is always our friend of the Eternal Dark Moon!"

"He also said that we Drows have blood similar to that of the filthy goblins, and you don't have any opinion of us because of this, so we will treat you just as we would others."

"The person who can uphold this belief has become the Great Elder of the Eternal Dark Moon, so I like this tribe very much and admire him."

Thunder. There was silence for a long time on Field's side, and finally he calmly spat out a sentence:

"You necromancers, sure enough, are different from us necromancers."

…

The whole day was spent studying magic, and the corpses of the hunters who had tamed the silverhorn wolves exploded one after another.

The corpse explosion was not successful, and the power was only to splash the blood of those broken flesh and bruises out of a range of 4 meters, which was not even as powerful as the smallest salute, and the effect it could play was to splash those filthy flesh and blood on the enemy, so that the other party felt some small and insignificant pain.

Happily, the learning progress of the corpse explosion has advanced to 25%.

While Gaudus was steadily improving his strength, after nearly three days of construction, a new wood-and-stone wall had been erected, obstacles such as horse-repellent traps had been set up outside, and various defensive facilities such as arrow towers, watchtowers, and defense towers had also been erected. All of these facilities have formed a simple yet effective defense system.

Although the defense system is still a little imperfect, and there is still a lot of room for improvement and refinement, it is enough to deal with the green-skinned crumbs.

At least, that's what Reg thinks.

As the third night fell, and the boys stationed on the plantation were a little tired, a drow archer asked if it was possible to divide the forces in two and defend them in batches with the fortifications in the first half of the night and the second in the second half of the night.

After all, many of them have not closed their eyes for two days and two nights.

Looking at the tired Drow warriors, Reg thought for a long time, nodded and took the suggestion. He gave the order to divide the forces into two groups, to let one group rest, and let the other group continue to carry out guard and patrol duties.

Since Reg did not explicitly order whether or not to sleep with his clothes, when the soldiers entered the tent, most of them took off their armor and wore only lined cloth clothes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Reg looked at the warriors who fell asleep and couldn't help but shake his head... Does exhaustion make you lose your vigilance? Could it be that the image of the goblin that has always been timid and weak has anesthetized you? Could it be that these two small victories will give you peace of mind?

Unfortunately, that's the case.

He had wanted to wake up the warriors and order them to wear their armor. But somehow, the order was not uttered in the end.

The Greenskin Tribe... If you still only send those ordinary goblins to attack like the previous two times, even if you only have half the troops, relying on fortifications, you can easily crush the opponent's attack.

But what if they send in more troops and send out high-level troops like the Goblin Janissaries on a large scale?

Thinking of this, he immediately shook his head.

The opponent is not the intriguing humans of history, but the brainless goblins. Over the years of dealing with the Greenskin Tribe, they don't know how many times they have launched this kind of head-giving offive, and this time, will they have the courage to concentrate their main forces and launch a high-intensity attack?

Reg believed that they did not have the wisdom and the courage.

And just as he was thinking, Gaudus walked over, glanced at the warriors sleeping in their clothes, and reminded:

"It's better to wake them up, something might happen tonight?"

Reg looked at this unpleasant guy and sneered, "Why, Mr. Gaudos, are you cursing my heroic young man?" ”

Seeing that Reg still had that sneering attitude, Gao Duos continued as if he was unaffected: "In the goblins, not all are brainless guys, and the wisdom of mutant goblins is no worse than that of humans, especially their big shaman black scar is dead, and hatred has been planted, so we must be careful." ”

"Are you kidding? Mr. Gaudos? Black Scar is dead, the Greenskin Tribe has lost an excellent Great Shaman, and we need to be careful instead? ”

"Of course! As we all know, the decision-making of the Greenskin tribe is quite dependent on the sacrificial activities of the shaman, so it is easy to guess what they have been doing all along. However, without the hint of the sacrifice, their decision-making is freer, because the basis for making decisions is no longer the result of the sacrifice, but the possibilities discussed by the mutant goblins using their own wisdom! ”

"In the previous two night raids, they left countless corpses behind, just to give us a false impression of victory. But in reality, they are only there to paralyze us. Either tonight, or tomorrow, or even later, they've already put in some regular goblins as a cost, so they're sure to launch a real attack. ”

Reg listened, smiled indifferently, and said, "Gados, I'm tired of your clichés. Please remember that tonight, tomorrow, and beyond, none of the things you said will happen, and if something does happen, you can be yourself. ”

Gaudus gave him a deep look, said nothing, and was about to leave. And at this time, the clay stone demon lurking underground, using the soul connection, sent a series of warnings.

What exactly is a warning from the underground?

Gao Duo suddenly thought of the mid-level demonic beast that had been killed by the combination of Spider and Goldwing...

Hydra Three-Headed Snake!