The ogre's strength is at least twice as strong as his own! Zhang Yuan kept popping up such numbers in his head. After the experience of StarCraft World, Zhang Yuan is very proficient in calculating the enemy's ability and comparing it with his own ability at this time.

Zhang Yuan didn't want to stay in this place for a moment, he wanted to tear up these ugly things in front of him.

"Boom!" A ball of fire made a brilliant arc in mid-air, and suddenly smashed into the cauldron erected by the cannibals, and the boiling water immediately lifted up and poured on the body and face of the ogre who stirred the boiling water with a wooden stick.

......The ogre was so scalded that his whole body was smoking, and after running two steps, he fell to the ground and died of spasms.

"Haha, it's a Mocha Yilin magician! We are saved! The people tied to the stake immediately cheered.

The ogres scrambled to take out their weapons such as stone hammers and stone axes, and chirped and cried, ready to defeat the incoming enemy.

Zhang Yuan, who was about to summon the speed dragon, also stopped his movements and decided to watch the fire from the other side first, and stood still.

The leader of the ogre, the one with the most skulls on the necklace, the majestic and the tallest one, raised his hand violently and broke off with a snort, trying to stop his subordinates from panicking.

But the sudden appearance of some archers in the surrounding trees completely disrupted the Ogre Leader's policy. Arrows like locusts shoot at the ogre from all directions.

The ogres scurried with their heads in their hands, and whoever was hit by the arrow, no matter what part it was shot, did not say a word and fell directly to the ground. Obviously, the arrow was smeared with poison and medicine that sealed the throat with blood.

If the archer is the ogre's nightmare, the magician who is surrounded by a group of samurai into the clearing is simply the Grim Reaper.

The magician gracefully walked into the small square of the ogre tribe, as easily as walking into his own back garden. He had a magnificent staff in his hand, and with every lift of his hand, a powerful fireball would harvest the life of an ogre.

Blazing fireballs flew and scorched no less than twenty ogres, including the three-meter-tall ogre leader, who also died at the hands of the mage.

In just a few minutes, the ogre, who was still alive just now, suffered the disaster of extermination. The clearing was littered with ogre's corpses, and the air smelled of burning.

Under the command of the magician, the archers on the roof jumped down one after another, then kicked open the doors of the low house one by one, and went in and ransacked them.

More than a dozen samurai came to loosen the ties of their companions tied to the stakes, and of course, Zhang Yuan was also rescued. The two warriors brought Zhang Yuan to the magician.

Zhang Yuan took a closer look, the appearance of the magician was not much meritorious, he was in his forties, with a flat nose and small eyes, but he was dressed luxuriously, and the staff in his hand seemed to be worth some money.

"What race are you? Barbarians? The magician asked, raising an eyebrow. Depend on! Isn't it just that you are tall and your hair is messy, how can you be regarded as a barbarian!

"I am an authentic human being. It's just that after getting lost in the Blackwood Forest, I haven't had a chance to take care of my beard and hair, and I haven't had water to bathe. Zhang Yuan replied.

"Well, the barbarian is strong, you are tall but too weak." The magician nodded, and said in an old-fashioned manner, "You're lucky. If we come one step late, you'll be eaten by cannibals, and you won't have a bone left. ”

What a fool who thinks he's smart! Zhang Yuan scolded the magician in his heart. He smiled and said, "Ha! Yes, then I want to thank you, dear Mr. Magician! Zhang Yuan snorted haha.

The magician was noncommittal, and hooked his hand at one of the people who had just been rescued.

The man staggered over. He nodded at the magician. More diligent and humble than a dog. Only one tail is missing.

"What a mess. Seventeen second-class swordsmen. Almost boiled and eaten by a group of filthy and despicable cannibals. Curry Molda. Don't you think it's a shame? The magician said coldly.

"Yes! You're right, Venerable Magician Mocha Irin. We were careless. Moreover, the traps laid by this group of cannibals are too hidden, and they are double traps that cannot be guarded against. And their traps also have a paralyzing effect. Curry Molda explained in a slush.

"Enough! Don't make excuses for your incompetence! Hakan? That's a stupider guy than you are. It's better if he's dead. The Wolverine mercenary group disdains to raise you with this kind of rice bucket! Mocha Yilin waved his staff in anger as if he was going to swallow Curry Molda alive.

Depend on! I swear. These people are not good people. Zhang Yuan came to a conclusion in his heart. But he doesn't act rashly. He's not cynically impulsive, and he needs someone to get him out of this damn Blackwood Forest now.

At this moment, the archers, who rushed into the low house to scavenge and loot, carried some boxes and sacks, and walked out of the house with excitement on their faces towards Mocha Yilin.

Warcraft crystal nuclei, ores, and even some gold coins, silver coins. Kindness? How can there be coins? Do cannibals also use money? Zhang Yuan didn't understand a little, thought about it, and was immediately relieved. The coins must have been found from the people they had eaten.

"Heh, this is the magic crystal of the Warcraft Forest Barbarian Bull, which can be worth five hundred gold coins." Mocha Yilin picked up a magic crystal at random, and a satisfied smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

A Monster's crystal nucleus can be worth five hundred gold coins, so didn't I send it? Thinking of the large number of magic crystals he had gained in the Blackwood Forest this month, Zhang Yuan was overjoyed.

"Hey, Mocha Illin Magician, what do you see here?" An archer rushed over. He held a white egg in both hands.

"Oh my God! Monster Eggs! Mocha Yilin, who had always been calm, couldn't help but be moved at this time, "Damn, be careful not to drop it, if you break the monster egg, see if I don't burn you!"

Mochairin carefully took the egg from the hand of the treasure archer, and smiled on his face. After watching it for a while, he put the egg into the space ring.

Zhang Yuan smiled again. It seems that the monster egg is worth more than the magic crystal. This thing, labor and management have as much as a mountain.

"Okay, this harvest is quite rich, let's go back to Hesse City and have a good time." Mocha Yilin gave an order, and all his subordinates shouted in unison.

The crowd gathered up their plundered and walked out of the clearing. Zhang Yuan rolled his eyes and followed, Mocha Yilin looked at Zhang Yuan and said with a sneer: "Boy, you must follow us." ”

Zhang Yuan took in Mocha Yilin's sinister smile and thought: Do you want to fight Lao Tzu's idea? If you really dare to beat my idea, then I will let you go away without eating.

"Hehe, today's harvest is really great." Looking at Zhang Yuan, Mocha Yilin smiled meaningfully. "Then congratulations, Your Excellency." The corners of Zhang Yuan's mouth also flashed with a smile and said.

The ogre tribe was not far from the edge of the forest, and after a short time, Zhang Yuan followed Mocha Yilin and his party out of the cannibal tribe and came to a winding road in the forest.

Dozens of horse-drawn carriages were parked on the road. Seventy or eighty armor-clad warriors and archers stood guard by the carriage.

What's in the wagon? How many people were used to protect it? Zhang Yuan's heart was full of doubts.

If you look closely at these carriages, most of them are very strangely shaped. The narrow carriage had only a small hole the size of a palm, and there was a heavy iron lock hanging on the outside of the carriage.

Damn, these carriages are like closed prisoner wagons! What happened next proved Zhang Yuan's guess. Some samurai held small plates with coarse food and fresh water in their hands. They passed the plates through the small windows of the little cars.

Zhang Yuan's mind immediately thought of a word - slave traders.

"Please, stranger, it's a carriage for you. What a coincidence, there happened to be an empty one. It's like a special trip for you! Mocha Yilin pointed to a prisoner cart at the end of the convoy and said in an unquestioning tone.

"Huh? Dear Mr. Magician, what do you mean? Zhang Yuan sneered. Oh, I didn't mean anything else. I'm a money-grubbing man, and all I want is the life-saving thing in your hand. Well, I think you might have a treasure of defensive magic. Mocha Yilin smiled, his eyes full of greed.

"Oh? That's how you think? Zhang Yuan was a little puzzled, he was in rags, and the only valuable space ring was also hidden in his clothes and stored close to his body, what else did he have on his body that this robber magician fancied?