Shadows under the corners of the city walls.

Sauron's slightly hazy body was hidden in it, and he calmly put away his crossbow and wiped the blood from his scimitar with an old cloth.

He killed six people.

It seems that these are all veterans of the gangs in the old city, and he has obtained more than 100 points of killing experience for each head, especially the innkeeper actually gave him more than 300 points of killing experience. It's a pity that because the time is too tight, he didn't have a chance to touch the corpse at all, and he didn't have time to search for loot, so he just flew back after killing the enemy. It looked like those things were going to have to be cheapened by the Amber City guards in the end, and they had to touch something when they checked the corpses.

Killing is a small thing.

But arson is very strict!

Amber City doesn't care about the death of a few gray people, but it is very strict about tracking down those who dare to set fire to the city. Because once the fire spreads, the consequences are extremely severe, causing more casualties and property damage than the death of gangsters. Sauron estimates that someone will investigate this matter in less than tomorrow, and if the garrison takes this matter very seriously, it is very likely that some special people will be invited to help, so it is not impossible to investigate Sauron's identity.

He must leave now!

Sauron glanced at the chaos in the distance, and walked along the shadows of the wall until there was no light nearby, and there was no sign of the guards, and then he stopped against the wall. He pulled out a rope from the dimensional bag, tied an iron hook to it, and then spun it in his hand a few times with great force, throwing the iron hook into the recess of the city wall. He tightened the rope and tested it, then kicked his legs up the ramparts.

The agility of Van at 2o points made him extremely agile, and it took less than a minute to climb the city wall more than twenty meters high.

He glanced around warily.

With no one left behind, he secured the hook in one place and slid down the rope from the wall.

Sauron grabbed the rope and flung it hard, and the hook naturally loosened and fell back into his hands from the wall. The darkness of the wilderness, the Half-Elf's unique night vision allowed Sauron to still see, and he put things back into the dimensional bag, and then bent down into the trees in the distance.

This time, of course, it's not like killing those guys and it's over!

Sauron plans to follow the path from White Horse City to Fallen Leaf City first, on the one hand, to hunt monsters to accumulate killing experience, to increase the class level if necessary, or to find opportunities for part-time advancement. On the other hand, it is also to check the situation of this road, find out the distribution of nearby monsters, and take Vivien through this road in the future, and be able to have a lot more confidence in my heart. At least for the terrain and direction, Sauron will never be mistaken after walking through it.

The outside of the city surrounds the village.

Because of its proximity to the city, none of these villages have been fenced, and the guards of White Horse City will patrol regularly, and if there are wild beasts and monsters nearby, someone will naturally clean them up. Sauron walked a few kilometers in the darkness of the night, and then entered a small village, which now has a lot of straw piles nearby, mainly to make fires and beds. The lower classes of the poor did not have the financial means to buy quilts, so they had to use these soft straws to spread on their beds, and even used them as quilts in winter.

Ondol is relatively rare in the south, and only in the north is there more.

Sauron lay straight on a haystack, itchy at first, but soon he got used to it.

There are many things he has adapted to after many years of wild adventures.

And so the night passed.

Sauron was awakened the next day by the barking of dogs, whose native dog had spotted him, barking under the straw pile.

He drew his scimitar and spun around, intending to slaughter it for a tooth sacrifice, but when he saw the thatched house in the distance, he withdrew his weapon. For these low-level farmers, a dog is a very important family property, and the dogs of this era are more ferocious, and sometimes when they encounter monsters, they dare to pounce on them and bite a few bites.

Sauron had seen the earth dog fight the jackal, and in order to protect his master, although he was bitten to death in the end, his courage was admirable.

Maybe it's because I remembered Heath, the loyal and brave old dog.

Sauron pulled a piece of jerky out of his body, tossed it in his hand, and threw it to the dirt dog below. The food that fell from the sky lowered the vigilance of the earth dog, and it stared at Sauron suspiciously, and finally couldn't help but ** pick up the jerky. Sauron slapped the thatch off his body, rolled over and fell off the haystack, then looked around and walked towards the field in the distance.

The sky was dark.

There are already farmers who are busy in the fields, and as humans they don't have as many talents as other races, so the skill they have to master is farming. The children in the village will go to the field at the age of five or six, and gradually learn from their parents how to plow, when to sow and when to harvest, how to take care of the fields, and what to do when they encounter pests.

They are the most ordinary group of people in this world!

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The roads in the fields are muddy.

Sauron quickly found his way to Fallen Leaf City and headed in the direction of the White Horse Plains.

This path takes a long time, a full week, first through the vicinity of the Black Gas Swamp, then through the edge of the White Horse Plains, and finally to the confines of Fallen Leaf City. The first day was relatively peaceful, as it was still an area of human activity, with militia regiments stationed nearby, and a small regular army.

Sauron didn't stop along the way, he rested for a while when he was tired, and then continued on his way.

It wasn't until the next day that I gradually came out of the scope of human activities, and the things I encountered gradually increased.

The villages here are scattered.

Only in the vicinity of the flat land for easy irrigation will there be a village established by man, but it should be said that it is a village, surrounded by a wall on all sides, with guard towers and arrow towers on it, and the village trains its own militia, working when the farm is busy, and carrying out simple training when the farm is slack. There will always be young people in these villages who are not willing to be lonely and eager to take risks, some who go out and never return, and some who give up the adventure and return to their hometowns, who are the main force in training the militia.

Some of these people have exaggerated professional levels, but most of them are adventurers around the second order, and many of them have injuries on their bodies.

If there are no accidents, they will marry and have children in this way, and when they are older, they will drink wine at dusk and brag to their children and grandchildren about their adventures.

That's how they live.

After the excitement of the past, he returned to the ordinary, and occasionally remembered his deceased comrades.

"Kobold?"

Sauron pulled out of the grass and looked at the footprints on the ground, then pressed his hand to the scimitar and continued to follow the footprints. Wilderness tracking is a must-have skill for adventurers, and the apex of them is undoubtedly Ranger and Druid, and then Wanderers like Sauron. They need to learn to judge targets by guò footprints and tracks, and this ability is developed from the basic skill of 'survival in the wild'. Sauron's current judgment of the target is mainly based on past experience.

"It looks like a lot of them."

As the ground in front of him hardened and the footprints became fainter and fainter, Sauron looked at his surroundings and said to himself, "I'm afraid there are thirty or forty kobolds!" ”

"Is there a big group running around?"

Without kobolds, the creatures in the wild are small groups, like hyenas on the plains of Africa. The individual strength of kobolds in small groups will be stronger, because surviving in the wilderness is survival of the fittest, and the number of kobolds in large groups will be very large, especially some kobolds who occupy the mines, the number may reach more than three hundred. On the basis of a larger number, it is possible that there will be a natural warlock among the kobolds.

"Let's use them to practice first, and see if the past group combat experience is still there."

Wilderness adventures aren't idiotic enough to go head-to-head with you, group battles and dogfights are very common, and you'll have to learn how to face multiple enemies at the same time, and if you can't dodge and parry their attacks, you'll need to learn to take as little damage as possible. In the case of a dogfight, it is impossible for a 2o point of agility to dodge all the attacks.

That's when you'll need a piece of armor.

Sauron put on a piece of ordinary leather armor and wrapped strips of cloth around his arms while tying his leggings.

Kobolds use weapons and traps.

Those rudimentary traps were unlikely to hurt Sauron, but their homemade shortbows were dangerous.

Kobolds will fight with clubs, daggers, daggers, and bows!

Sauron's figure faded in the shadow of the trees, and if he hadn't looked closely, it would have been difficult to notice for a while, so he pulled out his scimitar and gradually followed the mottled shadows of the trees into the dense forest.

This time the battle is more dangerous than in the past!

Because he had to deal with a group of more than thirty kobolds.

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