In the vast black forest, the screams of 'Okeok' rang out.

A newly built wooden fortress is under attack from goblins. The leading bear goblin held a wooden shield in his hand and rushed to the front with a large stick. Behind them were dozens of goblin miscellaneous soldiers in a mess, hula and pounce from the woods.

The wooden fortress was only halfway built, and the unfinished wall was heavily attacked by goblins. The craftsmen and slaves behind the walls panicked and dodged, only a dozen human warriors howled out and launched a reverse charge.

The bear goblin soon faced a strangulation, and the wild roar was not enough to suppress the opponent's multi-angle attacks. The goblin soldiers behind it saw that the momentum was not right, and quickly turned around and fled. In the end, only the screams of the bear goblins continued in front of the wooden fortress.

Fort behind the wooden walls of Colenfell. Longlegs stared indifferently at the bear goblin who was being slain. The archers behind him whizzed and shot arrows, nailing the fleeing goblin soldiers one by one on their way to escape. A skirmish ceased.

The battle was easy, but the road to the elven ruins was still a long way off.

In the previous two or three months, Harmony Village had been inspiring adventurers in the Northland to explore the ruins of Silverleaf City. The forces of Coldwind City are staying in the Grey Village, ready to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

When the long-legged city lord got the road map to the ruins at a relatively small cost, it was inevitable that he would laugh at Zhou Qingfeng for making a wedding dress for him. But the reality is that there are far more troubles along the way than imagined.

Uncle Zhou passed by the Bloodflow Canyon and was pitted to the underground ant nest. The Coldwind City team that followed behind also crashed into it. The long-legged city lord not only lost half of the team, but also lost a son.

The long-legged lord who learned from the pain almost went crazy, but this city lord did not do it for nothing. He simply took out the accumulation of decades of family business, and also followed Zhou Qingfeng's general step-by-step strategy, recruiting enough adventurers and untouchables to build fortresses.

Fight your way from the stucco village to build a wooden fortress with defensive and resting functions every mile. The fort is stocked with a certain amount of food and water, a small number of troops, and a warning function. In this way, there is a relatively stable logistics line.

There's no way around it. But in order to maintain such an extremely rudimentary logistics line, the gold coins in the hands of the long-legged city lord flowed outward. It's like a bottomless pit in the vault, and every day the heart is like a knife.

Human forces continue to invade the Black Forest, triggering a strong backlash from the monsters in the forest. The hungry red-eyed gnolls won't let go of any meat delivered to their doors, and the goblins with their brains are running out with their families to find trouble.

Dozens of wooden forts on the fragile logistics line, a dozen attacks occur every day.

Zhou Qingfeng stayed in the ant nest and tried to flee, while the long-legged city lord read the casualty reports with a blushing face every day - the monsters also learned to take advantage of the delay in human communication and transportation, and gathered enough troops to break a certain fortress in one go to find food.

Colenfell. The only thing Long Legs can do is to organize more manpower and material resources, build bigger and stronger fortresses, and spend more money to maintain them. However, the fragile economy of 20,000 people in the cold wind urban area will not last long.

"If this continues, before I arrive at the ruins of Silver Leaf City, Cold Wind City will have to be finished." His Excellency the City Lord is on the front line in person, and he has to cheer up his subordinates every day. But he himself was very agitated inside, and the expedition had turned into a gamble that was bound to lose.

But if it wasn't hard to hold on, the thousands of gold coins that the long-legged city lord had invested in the early stage would have been all gone. He is not like Zhou Qingfeng, who has a harmonious village to play in the service industry, and can rely on adventurers who come and go to replenish his blood. He was completely bleeding profusely.

Faced with the current embarrassment, the lord of the city stood behind the walls of the wooden fortress and could only comfort himself: "It's called Victor. Hugo's guy is gone? That kid is actually a talent. It's a pity that he also bumped into the nest of acidophilic ants. ”

I'm sure all the bones will be slag.

Thinking that the competitor was finished, the long-legged city lord was inexplicably happy. But he didn't have long to be happy, and the untouchables who were cutting wood on the periphery ran back in panic, shouting for help, "Ants, ants, big ants." ”

To make untouched laborers so hasty is no ordinary ant. The lord of the city and his men were shocked, and they hurriedly shouted to be on guard, build defenses, and at the same time ....., ready to flee for their lives.

It is said that the Black Forest has more than 100,000 goblins and it is a disaster. Ants look inconspicuous, but a large number of them is a devastating natural disaster.

His Excellency the City Lord's heart was pounding, he had suffered at the hands of acidophilus ants before. So when an ant's head the size of a football came out of the woods, he didn't say a word, turned around and ran. Running slower is definitely a dead word.

But when the people of Coldwind City had to evacuate along the temporary forest road, more and more ants emerged from the woods. There are even ant guards in mid-air who flapping their wings, which are dedicated to guarding the queen ants.

The ant guard was launching a dive, and the long-legged city lord cursed, jumped on his horse and ran faster. But before he had gone far, he heard a sudden cry from among the ant colony: 'Father, father, here I am.' ’

When His Excellency heard this, he glanced back, and saw that in addition to a large number of acid-emolin ants gushing out of the woods, many humans had also escaped from the direction of the woods. Among them was his son, who had been taken captive by ants, and even a boy riding a skeletal horse.

Victor. Hugo?!

The two giants of the Black Forest have finally met. The two famous people are the lord of the 'big city' in the Northland, who is in charge of the 20,000-strong population. Your Excellency the Long Legs, and Victor, who has opened up more than ten miles of territory and has thousands of people. President Hugo.

There are not many people who know Zhou Qingfeng, but the skeleton war horse 'Swift Shadow', who specializes in NPC pit people, has become 'famous'. I don't know how many Northland adventurers have bought the high-priced information in its hands, and everyone knows that its name and image have long been spread.

When you see the 'Shadow', you can naturally guess who is on horseback. So the two 'giants' met in this unprepared situation - Uncle Zhou also saw the middle-aged man with a horse's face opposite, and also quickly recognized his identity.

Behind Zhou Qingfeng was a huge mound. Thousands of acidophilus ants huddle together to form a rolling structure – the queen is carried forward by a large number of worker ants, and there are no less than a dozen layers of soldier ants on the outside for protection.

After the huge movable ant pile appeared, the ant colony quickly surrounded the city lord and his subordinates who could not escape in time. In the panic of everyone, a voice appeared in their consciousness, "Human, come with me, or I will devour you." ”

The long-legged city lord was on horseback, forced by the ant colony to gather with Zhou Qingfeng and the others who were also surrounded. He glanced at his son, who was embarrassed but came back from the dead, and then looked at Zhou Qingfeng, who was also unsightly nearby, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand and say......

"This must be Victor. Your Excellency Hugo. I'm Colenfell. Longlegs, lord of Coldwind. It's a pleasure to meet a teenage hero like you here. ”

Uncle Zhou was not happy at all, and said with a gloomy face: "I'm Victor. Hugo. Your Excellency, if you also want to go to Silver Leaf City, then congratulations on your free ride. But if you want to live, the prospects are really not good. ”