Chapter 152: The more cannon fodder, the better
While evading the search of the Sakaramites, Su Ming accidentally discovered a dwarven village that looked like dozens of thatched houses, estimated to be more than a hundred people.
The social composition of these dwarves was quite primitive, with a large clearing in the middle of the village, where many dwarves toiled, polished their tools, tanned animal skins, and a few guys dressed like gods—probably a wizard, mixing some kind of potion in front of a pile of bottles and cans.
There are three cauldrons in the middle of the clearing, and it seems that these dwarves eat big pots of rice, and there are some white animal bones and even humanoid bones and human clothes and luggage discarded nearby.
As he was observing, more than a dozen dwarves came into the village, dragging two huge demonized frogs in groups of five.
Seeing this, the other dwarves who were working cheered and rushed to help, and in less than five minutes, a group of people peeled the skin of the two big frogs, removed some organs and poison sacs, and threw most of the remaining meat and internal organs into the cauldron.
This should be a hunter, Su Ming found that most of the more than ten dwarves were wearing metal knives, and only a few were carrying wooden bows, which were considered well-equipped compared to those stone spear bone knives leaning against the wall.
After about an hour, more than a dozen hunting dwarves returned, this time carrying a duffel bag that looked like a human being, in addition to dragging a creature that resembled a large boar.
This time, it took a little longer to clean up the wild boar, but it didn't take more than half an hour, and the fangs and skins used were also peeled off, and the remaining meat was marinated and stored in two large jars.
It seemed that they had a good harvest today, and most of the dwarves were jumping and jumping around the pot, and a few were holding a large handful of green plants and throwing them into the pot.
After a while, it may have been time to eat, and the dwarves gathered in the center of the village one after another, there were five wizards dressed as wizards, and more than thirty main combat forces wearing metal weapons, and the rest were ordinary dwarves who worked.
Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief, the number of people was about the same as his estimate, and he could do it.
The Blackskin Clan had a good harvest today, although there was still a hunting team that had not returned, but the teams that set off two days ago had brought back good prey, and they could finally have a full meal.
In the end, the hunting party even attacked two adventurers who went deep into the jungle, and although the other party escaped, he left a package with many things such as spices and metal products that were scarce in the tribe.
As the earth overlord who has lived in this forest for a long time, the dwarves have a very nourishing life, but in recent years, for some reason, the beasts in the forest have become more and more ferocious, and even the rare undead have begun to haunt and roam the forest frequently, not to mention those ferocious demons.
As if overnight, the dwarves were no longer the masters of the forest, and sometimes they had to move the entire village to avoid some monsters that they could not provoke.
Slowly, the days became more and more bitter.
Of course, the dwarves of the Blackskin Clan did not know that their hard days were over, because there would be no Blackskin Clan in the future.
Knock, knock, knock... The earth shook rhythmically, and a cyan gorilla more than ten meters tall pushed aside a big tree blocking the way and appeared outside the village of the Black Skin Clan.
Raising his feet and stepping on the two thatched huts that stood in the way, the gorillas stepped forward step by step, and when they reached the center of the village, most of the thatched huts they encountered along the way had collapsed.
At this time, the dwarfs, who came back to their senses and took up their weapons to defend the village, realized that a human was standing on the shoulder of the gorilla.
"Surrender or die...", the gorilla held the bald human female human on her shoulder with her right hand and lowered her to the ground.
Well, it's the leader of the cursed sect.
Su Ming naturally would not go to the front line easily, and he was now hiding in a big tree two hundred meters outside the village.
Before the leader of the Cursed Sect could finish reciting his opening statement, several poisoned arrows flew out of the mouths of several dwarves on the side, and were blocked by the leader of the Cursed Sect with his sword.
"Destroy the invaders!" The dwarves clamored, drawing their swords and bows, and Ula Ulla screamed and killed the leader of the Cursed Sect and Mukla, several dwarven wizards waved their staffs, several fireballs flew towards Mukla, and the eldest dwarven wizard even threw a series of fireballs, blocking all the dodge space of the leader of the Cursed Sect.
Puffy puff! The greatsword was swung and all the fireballs that came were stopped by the leader of the Cursed Sect, and as for the one that flew towards Mukla - what time would you care if Mars flew towards humans?
Therefore, it is always good to be cautious, if Su Ming is here, the appearance will be great.
While violence does not solve problems, there are some problems that can only be solved by violence.
Mukla raised his foot and stomped on it, and the surrounding dwarfs were shaken to the ground, and before they could get up, two giant pythons came out of the forest behind the village, each as long as several thatched houses, blocking the back path of the dwarves on the left and right.
On closer inspection, one of the larger pythons was actually a body made of rocks, and a dwarf couldn't dodge it, and was crushed into meat sauce by it.
The dwarves, who were besieged and clamoring, finally quieted down.
"Surrender, or death... Or, both! The leader of the Cursed Sect stabbed a dwarf lying on the ground at his feet with a large sword in his hand, and recited the unfinished lines.
"Surrender! We surrender! The old wizard with a large puff of bird feathers on his head screamed, stumbled out, and pounced in front of the leader of the Cursed Sect, "The Blackskin Clan is willing to surrender!" ”
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The Blackskin Clan, the Fierce Poison Clan, the Dark Soul Clan... After the first party to be the leader of the road, five nearby dwarf villages were incorporated one after another, with a total number of more than 800.
Su Ming really couldn't command so many people, but after absorbing these dwarf villages, Su Ming didn't assign them any tasks, how they should live their original lives, just let the leaders of the Cursed Sect, the acolytes of pain, Mukla, giant pythons and other followers go to deter by force every now and then.
He wandered in the forest, moving farther and farther away from Trivank.
A person with a bow, with a few elves looking for a lone monster to practice, although the experience value is pitiful, but in the continuous battle, I feel that the combat quality has improved, like ordinary walking corpses and skeletons have been unable to make a move under Su Ming...
A few days later, word came from a small village that had been co-opted that a large group of heavily armed humans had been found.
After carefully inquiring about the direction and outfit of the person who came, Su Ming confirmed that it was not the paladin of Sakaram, it seemed that Kane and others were here. , you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie