The next day, Sean drove the lumberjack to the famous Jangolord Mine Cave, far northwest of Sardinian Farm.

In recent years, a group of kobolds, led by the head of the diggers, have seized the Jangorod mine. They work with the Brotherhood of Defia to sell the ore they dig to the Brotherhood of Defia, helping them build golems and warships.

For the people of the Western Wilderness, the Jangorod Mine is simply a tiger's den. Sean came here because he wanted to make a try. And the reason why he wanted to try this was because he got a good thing in the [Kobold Lair] clearance reward.

"[Kobold War Horn (Wild West)], green quality, excellent equipment."

"Effect 1: Kobold Race Affinity +1, Wild West Kobold Affinity +5, Spirit +1."

"Effect 2: Blow the kobold war horn and be able to command the kobold in the western wilderness."

"The use time is 10 minutes/10 minutes, and the effect lasts 30 minutes. This ancient war horn is already fragile, and it will automatically shatter after 10 minutes of use, so please use it with caution. ”

"A token of the ancient kobolds, a symbol of the great kobolds war messenger. Blow it up, and we'll call your way! ”

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

Sean knows that this dog-headed war horn, if it is really useful, then for himself, it is a big killer. At critical moments, it can make a huge difference.

Sean's purpose in coming today is to test whether this horn is really useful.

Kobolds love the dark and are afraid of the sun. In broad daylight, they mostly hide in the mines, with only three or two kobolds keeping watch outside. They are Sean's targets.

Cautiously approaching, Sean waited until he was less than 20 meters away from the Jangorod mine before deliberately making a noise, and then hid behind a large rock.

“@￥%%**（*%￥#￥@！”

The sound clearly attracted the attention of the three kobolds, and their low IQ did not allow them to leave a single kobold behind, but all three of them walked towards Sean with candles on their heads.

Sean waited until the three of them approached before he suddenly blew the kobold war horn and stepped out from behind the rocks.

Sean exerted little force, and his voice was low.

The deep voice could be heard in the depths of the Jangorod Mine Cave less than 20 meters away, and only the three kobolds not far away could hear the sound of the horn.

Sean didn't know what kind of magic the horn had, whether it was the frequency of the sound waves or the peculiarity of the sound. All in all, the moment the horn sounded, the three kobolds were fooled by Sean...... No, it was fooled by the kobold's war horn.

In a trance, the three kobolds seemed to see their great leader, the great sage, standing in front of them. The great messengers of war, the legends that have existed through the ages, the great beings, the immortal legends, now appear before them.

Don't ask them why they know that is the great messenger of war, in short, it is.

They felt the blood boiling all over their bodies, like 120° boiling water in a pressure cooker, and there was a fierce and surging power that gave them the urge to fight.

Charge!

Desperately!

For the great messengers of war!

Follow the Great Warbringer!

Listen to the Great Warbringer!

“@￥#*amp; amp; amp; amp; ……*amp; amp; amp; amp; ￥……#@”

In their own language, kobolds chant ancient war songs.

They were passionate, full of blood, trembling and their throats were on fire.

However, it is of no avail.

Sean said he didn't understand at all.

Very few kobolds know the lingua franca, and these three low-status kobolds are naturally not among them.

Kobolds are a civilized race that has entered a primitive society, and they have their own language. This language is relatively simple and suitable for them with simple minds. Their small brain size and poor knowledge make it difficult to understand a language as deep and complex as the "lingua franca".

Only the wise men of the race, the shamans, know something.

Sean doesn't understand kobold.

But Sean is not stupid.

Seeing this, he understood that the so-called war horn in his hand really worked.

"So, you three go back and push me out of three minecarts full of ore!" Sean calls the shots.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth.

Fur, three kobolds can understand their own words?

But the next moment, Sean was stunned.

I don't know why, in short, the three kobolds really ran back in a hurry. One of them was still chirping.

“！ @￥@#…… ￥%*”

It's a pity that Sean doesn't understand kobold language, otherwise he would inevitably feel that kobolds have a big brain hole and are not under him.

The kobold called out like this: "The great messenger of war has asked us to carry ore, which must be used to smelt metal and forge weapons and armor!" The Great Messenger of War is going to take us to conquer the world! Brothers and sisters! For glory and glory, for war and conquest, call all kobolds, push the minecart to go! ”

Sean didn't know that he had become a big fool.

Out of an abundance of caution, he climbed a large tree next to him.

Thanks to the lush growth of the tree, the branches are luxuriant, and the figure of Sean is completely hidden. If you don't look closely, you won't find Sean.

It has to be said that in a state of fanaticism, the strength and endurance of kobolds are never-ending.

Fifteen minutes later, each of the three kobolds rushed towards Sean with a cart full of ore. And behind them, there was a long line of kobolds, all pushing ore.

Sean was dumbfounded.

He never imagined that three kobolds would bring so many kobolds over.

But immediately after, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

At least a dozen minecarts!

Although the kobold's minecart is not one-third the size of a human minecart, the sum of a dozen or so is not less.

It's a windfall!

On the other hand, Sean understands the preciousness of the horn in his hand, but is reluctant to continue to use the horn to transport the minecart for himself.

Good steel has to be used on the edge of the knife.

But now I have to use it again, otherwise those kobolds who have not been fooled, if they see their human appearance, will definitely rush up and tear themselves apart.

So, Sean sounded the war horn again, and then shouted:

"Fellow citizens! Put down the minecart and run in the opposite direction! Rush towards the shoreline! We're going to start a war! Our first target is the abominable Fishmen! Kill the Fishmen! Kill the Fishmen! Dominate the Wild West! ”

At the flicker of the war horn, the kobolds cheered together and rushed towards the shoreline.

On this day, the Great War broke out;

On this day, rivers of blood flowed;

On this day, the kobolds in the Jangorod Mine were reduced by a third;

On this day, the fishmen of the Golden Coastline were attacked by the most terrible sneak attack in history, and most of them were lost;

On this day, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the people of the western wilderness panicked and feared;

On this day, all the soldiers of Sentinel Ridge gathered and entered a state of first-level alert;

On this day, the Brotherhood of Defia began an emergency meeting, and all the leaders were present;

On this day, Sean gained a lot.

Without any hesitation, the moment the kobold turned around and rushed towards the shoreline, Sean put away the kobold's war horn, grabbed the ore in the minecart with both hands, and threw it into the space cloth bag.

After throwing all the ore into the spatial bag, Sean threw one minecart after another into the space bag.

However, problems arise.

The space bag is full!

Sean had no choice but to convert the minecart into fortress materials.

After converting 4 points of fortress supplies, only 3 of the dozen minecarts remained, and Sean began to feel tired. Sean had no choice but to hook all three minecarts to the lumberjack and leave here in the lumberjack, returning to Sardinia's farm.

Hiding three minecarts in the warehouse, Sean, who was physically and mentally exhausted, fell headlong on the bed.

He hadn't slept so soundly for a long time, and he had a good dream that he had become a true kobold war lord, commanding an endless army of kobolds, overthrowing the rule of the Horde and the Alliance, sweeping away the forces of Draenor and Argus, and launching an attack on the mighty Pantheon and the Burning Legion......

Then, the dream woke up.

Sleepy-eyed, Sean opened his eyes and saw a pair of concerned eyes.

Sean rubbed his eyes, it was old Sartin.

11. Exposed!