Li Muyang said: No matter how cunning the fox is, it can't fight a good hunter.

The middle-aged man hurriedly said: "No, I'm not a spy, you don't want to spew blood." The empire decreed that bards could sing, preach, and satirize whatever they saw, and that they would not be punished for their words. No one can blame them for his words. ”

Li Muyang turned his head to look at Blisi, saw her frowning and nodded, and said, "Okay!" I can't break the laws of the empire either, you go! Let's go back! ”

Everyone hesitated and walked back, Li Muyang looked at the back of the middle-aged bard and always felt a little familiar, and involuntarily threw away a dialectical eye.

Name: Bally

Profession: Merchant, bandit leader.

The person wears a transformation mask with a transformation spell similar to that of the disguised Daihatsu. He does not dare to show his true face, he must have a plan; Please take a good look.

Li Muyang was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed, and shouted to the middle-aged bard who was walking towards the crowd: "Barry, your money bag has dropped!" ”

"What? Where is it? Old Barry was notoriously stingy, screaming and turning in circles. Li Muyang laughed and said, "Old Barry didn't fall off the money bag, it was your tail that leaked out." Come! Grab him for me. ”

Yao Meng stepped up an arrow and pressed Barry to the ground. Li Muyang stepped forward and stared at him for a long time, only to find a white line on his neck that was almost invisible.

Li Muyang stretched out his hand and took off a thin human skin mask from his face. A magical halo flashed, and the middle-aged bard had not become a lewd businessman, Old Barry.

Everyone exclaimed for a while, and these people understood that they had fallen for this miser. Li Muyang smiled: "I really didn't expect that Old Barry would have such a good thing as a transformation mask." It really deserves to be the fourth leader of the devil bandit group. ”

"Wow!" The crowd was even more uproar, the Devil Bandit Group was notorious in the Three Towns, how could Li Muyang say that Barry was the head of the Devil Bandit Group?

Old Barry said loudly: "No, what evidence do you have that you say that I am the fourth leader of the Devil's Battalion?" You are spewing people with blood and abusing power for personal gain! ”

Li Muyang smiled: "Last time, you teamed up with Carl, Auburn and Peyton of the Devil Bandit Group to rob me; Karl had already admitted it himself. But God did not fulfill people's wishes, and I happened to meet Her Highness Catherine passing by, and the devil bandit group no longer existed, but I was not hurt in the slightest. ”

Old Barry was about to argue, but he saw that everyone was glaring at him viciously; Someone also spat on him fiercely.

"Old Barry, you don't have to argue, do you think everyone will believe you, a vitriolic profiteer, or will they believe me, a good man, Ronis?"

Old Barry was stunned and speechless for a long time. At this time, one of them rushed in and said, "I can prove that Old Barry is the leader of the Devil's Mercenary Regiment. ”

Everyone turned their heads and found that it was Zhu Tao, a guy from Shannan Store, who was talking. Zhu Tao stepped forward and pointed at Old Barry and said, "I can prove that he is the leader of the Devil Bandit Bandits." Once a customer bought a level 5 magic core from our shop, and this magic core used to be one of the most important treasures in our shop.

But the next day, I heard that the guest had been robbed by the Devil Bandits, and I saw a man secretly return the core to him. ”

When everyone heard this, they were even more angry, and they rebuked Old Barry one after another. Li Muyang waved his hand and ordered someone to take Old Barry down, and sent someone to take over Old Barry's Shannan store.

Everyone returned to their homes, and the town returned to peace. That night, Li Muyang led people out of the town quietly and went to the depths of the prairie.

Grantell had led an army of 10,000 to the edge of the grassland, and they were ready to rush out the next day and take the town of Shannan in one fell swoop; The goblins are looking forward to tomorrow's harvest, some are thinking of abundant things, some are thinking of glittering treasures, and some are fantasizing about beautiful human women.

Seeing that Grantell, who was in sight of victory, had no joy of victory, she was alone in the big tent and secretly worried. Why are these subordinates of his own so short-sighted, and human items are so easy to take? Even if they win, when the human race has their hands free, can they be spared?

Grantchel, who had the mother of goblins, let out a long sigh. Goblins were formerly synonymous with thieves and robbers in the savannah; Until Grantchel came along.

She is bent on restoring the glory of the primeval Goblin Empire, and tattoos the word "Revival" on her arm in ancient goblin script.

It took more than a decade for Granchel to integrate the goblin tribes, and finally changed everyone's prejudice against goblins. The goblins also made a settlement with the orcs and joined the orc sequence.

However, they have only turned from thieves and robbers to cannon fodder, and their tragic fate has not changed. If it weren't for the severity of this snowstorm, she wouldn't have risked attacking humans with her troops.

As cannon fodder, you will always sacrifice the most, but you will get less. The cruelty of reality is by no means understandable to those short-sighted compatriots on the outside.

"Alas~" Grant Nell sighed again, she touched the deeper and deeper wrinkles on her head, she had reached her twilight years, and her favorite successor was still too young. When I grow old, who will take my place? Are the goblins going back to the way they were, or are they going to be used and destroyed?

Humans and orcs are like two behemoths, and neither one can be touched by her; Why is it so difficult to fight for a little right to live for goblins?

"It's too bad! In the era of the Great Goblins, the airships of the goblin merchants cruised the sky, and even the gods and demons had to retreat. But these have disappeared in the long river of history, and the technology of the year can no longer be found; The goblins are also completely gone. O God! Please give me the technology of my ancestors! I will dedicate my loyalty to you. ”

"Woo~" Her prayer was not over, there was a lot of chaos outside, and the goblins were hurriedly packing up their things; While being busy, he scolded: "This damn weather, why is it suddenly windy?" Hurry up and pack your things! ”

Grantchel heard the shouts outside, felt a little cold on her body, and tightened her clothes; The wrinkles on a wrinkled face deepened.

"Isn't there something wrong?" Grant Cel got up and walked out of the tent, and as soon as she came out, she heard a beep and a choking puff of smoke through her nose and into her lungs, causing her to cough violently.

"That bastard didn't extinguish the bonfire, if it did......"

Glancel sensed that something was wrong, and turned his head to see that the east was red, and the sky was full of fire, taking advantage of the momentum of the wind; Swept over like a tooth-and-claw devil in hell.

"Not good! The enemy set fire! Grantchel's eyes went black and he almost fell headlong. She screamed loudly to alert her subordinates. The goblins heard her shouts and came out of their tents, and then they saw the horrible scene.

"Run! Run! Grantell shouted loudly, and the goblins ran towards the west with a loud bang. The cavalry was still relatively calm, and they snatched the wild tame boar mounts to protect Grantchel and escaped.

The fire then swept in with the wind, and soon caught up with the goblins behind them, and a terrible cry resounded through the prairie, and the humanoid torches were quickly annihilated by the fire, turning into charred corpses.

"O God? What is it for? Why is there no place for our goblins? Grantchel's eyes went black, he spurted a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

The goblins were fighting against death, and they ran away with their lives, but they were still some distance away from the fire, but after a thick smoke, they immediately fainted, and then turned to ashes in the fire.

Li Muyang led the people and horses to quietly watch the fire sweep away, his ears seemed to hear a heart-rending howl, and the beating flames were like a dead soul struggling and twisting; It made him feel a little tingling in his heart.

"Boomer, it's time to stop. Alas~ This battle is not to how many lives are buried in the fire, I slaughtered so many lives with my own hands, completely deviating from the teachings of the God of Light, I will go back to confess my sins and strive for God's forgiveness. ”