The miners were taken aback, and they raised their hands one after another, and the sound of crackling rice bowls falling to the ground rang out. Fortunately, most of these bowls are made of wood, so they won't break. But even so, the defects caused by the bump also hurt the miners' flesh, you know, these poor jingle laborers could not afford to use beautiful silver plates and knives and forks, bowls from the panda people are much more practical, and quite easy to use, especially in this ghost place where there is not even a table, a circle of people sit around the meaty soup pot, holding a "strong" piece of cornbread in one hand, and a bowl of cave mushrooms, hard jerky, The mush from the mix of minced ham and aged cheese doesn't seem to be so difficult to swallow.

"Sorry to disturb everyone's dinner." Diego was a little embarrassed, but that didn't stop him from directing the workers to lean against the wall and line up with their backs to him.

"Let me see your hands, and if someone wants to play a ghost, I don't mind putting a hole in him." He warned. At this time, Dezko led the minotaurs in stride. Diego gestured at him to get done.

"I don't have as much patience as other minotaurs, especially after you have done such a vicious deed to my homeland." Dezko exclaimed, pacing behind the platoon of miners, the heavy footsteps putting a lot of pressure on the captives, for everyone was worried that the big creature would give him a hard slap from behind.

"Now I need to know where the rest of you are, who can sue me?" He finally stopped, and with a few twists of his wrist, the blade of the tomahawk sliced through the air with a slight whistling sound that made the miners shudder.

"I say, I say!" A gnoll miner shouted at the top of his voice. This race, accustomed to seeing the wind and steering the rudder, is more ferocious than anyone else when it fights with the wind, but when the limelight is wrong, it admits it more than anyone else.

"Director Fitzprok and the overseers live at the transfer station in the middle of the tunnel, and the others are scattered across four lanes, each with two utility rooms like ours." The gnolls came and poured beans into a bamboo tube, and they all came out, "We usually have a half-hour break after dinner, and then the overseers will drive us back to the digging face." ”

Diego nodded. This is basically consistent with the situation explained by the leader of the team.

"We've got to go faster, we're running out of time." Dezko said, waving to his subordinates behind him, "Tie them up." ”

The captives honestly did not resist, and they knew that they would not have to go to such great lengths if they were to be killed. One of the miners even pointed out to them where the rope was stored. This made the minotaur a little embarrassed when he tied it, and he was strangled too tightly.

After a few minutes, the minotaurs left, leaving behind them more than twenty bundles of sturdy meat dumplings - sorry, sorry, but the loyal minotaur warriors did their job beautifully.

They continued down the mine into the cave, and after ten minutes came to another miners' dining place. As before, they subdued the workers without any resistance - the wages paid by the goblins were clearly not enough for them to defend the interests of their bosses with their lives. All the workers were tied up, but when it was the last miner's turn, the unexpected happened.

It was an ogre. His previous docile expression deceived all intruders. When a minotaur bent down to tie up the big man, he pulled out a big rock from behind him and slammed it on the minotaur's forehead.

The minotaur shook and slowly fell to the ground. The ogre, on the other hand, turned and ran toward the cavern with the agility of the fat, stupid man. Diego couldn't understand why the ogre was so desperate for the goblin boss, and his surprise slowed him to pull the trigger for a few seconds.

"Someone's barging in." The ogre shouted at the top of his voice, and the sound from his massive chest reverberated back and forth through the cavern, reaching deep into the cavern.

Although Dezko threw his hatchet as fast as he could, knocking him to the ground, the damage was irreparable, and they heard the sound of running and shouting from far inside the mine.

"Hell!" Dezko cursed under his breath. He beckoned to the soldiers, "Follow me!" ”

Now is the time for the bayonet to see blood, but who has the minotaur ever feared? They strode forward, rumbling footsteps echoing through the cavern. The rock at the top of the cave fell and kicked up a cloud of dust.

The Minotaurs line up in a row of three, carrying heavy weapons on their sturdy shoulders that will leap up like lightning and smash down on the heads of enemies when they encounter them.

Once rushed up. Diego found that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the Minotaur at all, and his joining affected the tacit understanding between the Minotaurs, just like a delicate machine qì was suddenly replaced with a different model of parts, which inevitably affected the normal operation of the machine qì. So he consciously retreated to the back of the line.

To their surprise, they didn't encounter any goblin overseers or see a single miner along the way. A few minutes later, they passed through a large stone gate and came to a large open cavern. The cave was not excavated by the goblins, but was naturally generated, but only dug through by the goblins.

Not far above their heads, the roof of the cave hung from a number of stalactites, but the droplets that flowed from the stalactites did not accumulate stalactites on the ground, perhaps for the sake of access, and perhaps they were cut off by the goblins.

At the moment when the minotaurs poured out of the mine, a dense burst of gunfire suddenly rang out, and the minotaurs who rushed to the front were shot down three or four at once.

"Shield, shield!" Dezko shouted as he stood in front of the wounded with his shield held high.

Several minotaurs with shields also rushed forward and set up a line of protection in front of the crowd, while others dragged the wounded back.

"Stand back!" Seeing the wounded being dragged away, Dezko ordered loudly. In order to facilitate passage in the mines, most of the small hand shields they carried could only protect the vital points, and they could not charge against the rain of bullets at all.

During the retreat, Dezko was also shot twice, and if it weren't for the fact that the muskets of these goblins couldn't compare to Diego's death gaze, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to retreat.

"What's going on?" Looking at the appearance of the minotaur's heavy losses, Diego asked in surprise.

"Trap, it's a trap!" Dezko endured the pain and pulled a totem pole from his belt and stuck it on the ground, and with his prayer, a circle of water elemental power spread out in all directions, healing the injured minotaur.

"Those goblins blocked the exit of the mine with muskets, and we couldn't get out!" Dezko said angrily, slamming his fist on the cave wall in frustration, then looked at Diego, "Why haven't the druids arrived yet?" ”

As if in reply, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a roar of wild beasts in the cave, followed by various exclamations and screams, mixed with the sound of muskets thumping.

"They're coming!" Dezko jumped up from the ground and limped out, "Everyone, come with me!" ”

Behind him, the minotaur soldiers poured into the cave like a tidal wave. (To be continued.) )