(Girls' Literature) On a gentle hill, Peart Ausuer rode a horse, reading a book as he rode eastward.

He has not become a flying dragon, and for thousands of years, he has remained in a human state, and he has become accustomed to living as a human relative to the dragonized state.

What's more, if Piert Ozuay wants to track down the traces of the ancient gods, turn into a dragon and fly in the sky, what else is there to investigate? It's better to fly in the sky and see the scenery.

He used his clever shielding magic to make the little white dragon lying on his shoulder look like a falcon in the eyes of humans.

Piert Ausuyer was engrossed in looking at the storybook in his hand, and finally, he turned the last page and closed the storybook heavily.

When he closed the book, he had just stepped down the gentle hill, which was pitifully small compared to a naturally formed mountain, but it was quite impressive if it were man-made.

It has a height of two or three hundred meters and an area of seven or eight hectares.

However, the experienced and battle-hardened Piert Osuyer knew that this was indeed a man-made hill.

He looked sideways at the hill behind him, and the title of the book in his hand was illuminated by the sun: Goblin Raider.

"Poof, it feels like it's out of harmony." Peet Osuyer looked at the title on the cover, shook his head, and laughed a little awkwardly.

He clearly remembered that the pedestal of the hill behind him was made out of the heads of goblins, and when the humans were making this hill, he happened to be a witness, mixed in with the human army, and cut off the heads of several goblins.

Goblin Skull Jingguan, there are more than a dozen such mountains in the Southern Kingdom. It is a relic left by humans when they colonized the south four or five hundred years ago.

Slaughtering hundreds of thousands of goblins, stacking their heads into mountains was a favorite thing the conquerors of that era did.

In even more ancient years, the forests, swamps, and mountain regions of the South were the nests of savage goblins, barely inhabited by humans.

But since the first human village was established four hundred years ago, when humanity began to expand southward, the extinction of goblins was almost doomed.

Piert Ausuyer patted the tome on the cover and muttered, "The human race is a collection of contradictions. Hundreds of years ago, humanity burned wildfire through the greenskinned barbarians' territory, mercilessly cutting off the heads of any goblin they could see. But at this time, they like to watch themselves being violated by the green-skinned barbarians, and then the disadvantaged humans resist and fight little by little. It's quirky."

"I remember it very clearly, there was a saying at that time, 'A human farmer is tied with a goblin, ten village vigilantes can fight thirty goblins, a hundred well-trained town soldiers can fight a thousand goblin armies, and more than a thousand human elite soldiers?' Oh, and maybe they can wipe out all the green-skinned monsters in the world with wheel warfare. ’”

Piert Ausuye's mind travels back to the distant past.

"The goblin tribe also ended up destroying itself, when the northern warlord who had suffered defeat in the north and came to the south to expand his colonization wanted to return to the fertile territory of the north, but was beaten back by his peers, and there was no place to vent his anger. That's when goblins came to invade the lands of humanity. ”

"After successfully slaughtering the first colony village, the Greenskins were stopped by the humans of the second village, and the nearby villages came to each other's aid, and the city sent help. At that time, human beings used firearms and fought together over a wide area. A few colonial villages alone have blocked the massive infestation of goblins. ”

"At that time, for the first time, humanity found that its power had thrown the goblins far away, and the green-skinned monsters hiding in the swampy forest were waiting to be enjoyed like roasted turkeys."

"The warlord who lost the human civil war, but also inherited the fruits of the fierce civil war of the human race, immediately mobilized the entire human population to conquer the south."

"Humans cut down forests with axes and saws, and drained swamps with wind-powered pumps, leaving goblins with no place to hide."

"People use hounds, falcons, and goblins."

"Fight with poisoned swords and arrows, and even the spears are smeared with deadly ointment."

"With a musket, oh, it was still a firecracker, with a firecracker that shoots scattered iron sand and pierces through hordes of green heads."

"Use the smoke from the moist branches after the incineration, combined with the magic of the wind system, to pour the smoke into the cave and choke the entire nest of goblins."

"I still remember that at that time, the methods of human killing were simply strange and varied."

Piert Ausuer recalls several scenes in his mind, and since then, the black dragon's perception of humanity has been renewed.

"Humans are the race that is best at infighting than orcs, they are not born warriors, but because of infighting, they have accumulated combat experience and accumulated the rules of survival in battle. When they apply the same methods of slaughtering their own kind to other races, such as the savage greenskinned goblins, it is like a hungry wolf pounced on the flock. ”

"And what about the elves who are more powerful than humans? What about the elves who observe the mysteries of magic? Many of their native areas have also become the southern and eastern kingdoms of mankind today. They were overwhelmed by the ever-expanding number of human beings, and they were confused by the updated rules of game and combat after the human race was changed again and again. With the experience accumulated over a dozen or dozens of generations and the ever-expanding number, human beings have also driven powerful elves to isolated islands. ”

Piert Ausuyer thought about it, stroking the cover with his palm, recalling the human storybook he had bought two days ago and had read today.

He shook his head a little helplessly, if he was not a dragon with a long life, but a simple human, he would definitely be moved after reading this book of mankind's difficult revenge on goblins.

But Peert Osuyer knew that what he had just ridden on was the hill that the goblin had been stacked with goblin heads after the humans had cut them down.

Therefore, after reading this book, he subconsciously found fault in it.

For example, the human adventurers in the book, who are known for wandering around the world, plundering everything of value, and licking blood with knives, would actually sympathize with goblins! At that time, the price of the Goblin's pointed ears was fifteen silver coins cheaper than the elves' pointed ears, and three pairs of green ears could be exchanged for a new pair of leather boots.

"For another example, why do humans in the book not quench weapons on a large scale?"

"Why don't humans use hounds, falcons for reconnaissance? It is important to know that every human village has a hunting dog that can conduct forest reconnaissance. ”

"Why don't you set fire to the mountain and wipe out the goblins' hideout?"

In the past, Piert had seen human villagers burn a forest to round up wolves that were causing trouble in the forest. As for the use of forest fires to deal with goblins, Piert has also heard of it, but in the past hundred years, the traces of goblins have been decreasing day by day, and no one has done this anymore.

Piert Ausuyer was puzzled, and although he was a human being, he was a black dragon after all. Looking at human work from a third-party perspective, he had a very hard time reading this storybook without emotional resonance.

So, he didn't read the book a second time, just put the book in his backpack and rode honestly.

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