337 Goblin Camp

Hearing Xingguo's words, Marcus sighed, since the arrival of the monsters in the other world, the most serious disasters in this world are these ordinary people who have no power, they are powerless to resist in the face of the exploitation of the lord, but at least there is a bite to eat, but the attack of the monsters in the other world, even if they are desperate, they have no strength, they are just a meal for other monsters. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Marcus sighed, his finger swiped lightly in the air, and a mysterious magic rune appeared, and a warm hot wind flew out of his fingers, gently wrapping around the Star Fruit and Little Loren's body, providing them with a slight heat, and not letting them suffer from the wind cold because of the cold.

When everything outside the camp was completely cleaned up, Marcas left five men in place and asked them to escort Xingguo and his men back to the walled city, and he himself took the rest of the militia warriors, as well as the gray-robed mage and alchemist Bai Jiade, to the rest of the walled city to sweep the goblin camps.

Marcus and the others marched quickly to another goblin camp, where the goblins had built their shacks in a cliff filled with winding caves where even a large number of goblin monsters would get lost in their path and be starved to death or eaten by his monsters.

When Marcus arrived, he relocated his team, set up defensive traps, set up basic camp defenses, and then set off with the gray-robed mage and alchemist Bai Jiade, and circled the entire cliff to survey the terrain.

In fact, they had already carried out this situation three times, and only Bai Jiade and the gray-robed mage were here for the first time.

During the survey, occasionally encountered four or five or even seven or eight goblin monsters forming a small group, and before they could howl and rush over, the gray-robed mage would strike, and one by one the white bone spears formed from the white bone powder between his fingers, and shot out at a speed comparable to bullets, piercing three goblins in a row or stabbing into the hard stone walls around them, instantly destroying this small group of goblin monsters.

"Do you have any good ways to destroy the goblin monsters here in one fell swoop?" asked Marcas back to the camp, turning to the two men.

"The terrain here is very complicated, unless regular knights with war skills are sent into it to strangle, otherwise, the general militia has no combat support, and entering it is to send them to death. Alchemist Bai Jiade said slowly.

"That's right, that's why this is the last place we cleared, and the terrain of this place is complicated, some caves have very complex and dangerous terrain, and if you are not careful, you will lose your life, and the people in the walled city have not moved the gathering place here, there is not enough fresh water here, and there is not enough food. However, the goblin monsters were fully alive and had made it a gathering place for them. There are a lot of greenskinned goblins here. Marcus said with a sigh.

"I already have a basic plan, but I still need your cooperation. So, tonight, we're going to get moving. The gray-robed mage, who had not spoken, said slowly.

Subsequently, he completely stated his plan without the slightest reservation.

Hearing the gray-robed mage's plan and implementation method, Marcus and Bai Jiade glanced at each other, and both saw each other's affirmation, so they said with a hint of excitement: "Since this is the case, I think the plan is completely feasible, so let's take action tonight." From now on we rest, replenish our strength, so as not to lose the strength to fight, and to prevent accidents. ā€

The three of them nodded, and Marcus walked out and ordered that no one disturb them until night came, and that they should be on guard, otherwise any goblin monsters would enter the camp.

Marcus returned to the room, and together with the gray-robed mage and Bai Jiade, they worked together to accumulate strength and basic refining of magic materials.

Outside the camp, a ranger wandering in the shadows of the camp cautiously approached from behind a goblin, a damn green-skinned dwarf monster with a very strong alertness that would immediately flee whenever he deliberately approached, regardless of whether there was actually someone behind him.

It's getting closer, three years of brutal training, so that this ranger, even in the face of the enemy's back, his breathing has not changed in the slightest, a pitch-black and poisonous, without any luster reflection slowly from the depths of the game's hands.

Closer

Closer

With a flash of light, the perfect combination of strength and skill, the dagger in the ranger's hand drew a perfect arc outward along the neck of this goblin, and at the same time, his left hand, with the waist and crotch as the core, concentrated all the strength of the whole body, twisting the neck of the goblin monster in front of him counterclockwise, and completely exerted the power of the dagger.

A fierce blood mark appeared, the goblin monster's neck was almost cut off, the goblin monster let out a leaky breath, but the throat has been cut off, the brain and body have a serious lack of oxygen, the body is trembling, the look is frightened, and finally desperate, the body slowly loses the strength of movement, wants to fall, is gently supported by the ranger, slowly and without the slightest sound to the ground.

After all this last night, he made a gesture in a dark shadow high up in the Ranger camp, and saw the shadow swaying slightly, knowing that the dark post there had received the information and had put away the silent crossbow.

In the other direction, horror was released in the eyes of a goblin monster, and in the eyes of despair, a thief brandished a scimitar and swept in a long ray of light.

Burst...

The goblin's body was covered by a huge penetrating wound between the chest and abdomen, and the blood was like a burst pipe, spurting outward, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and the short body leaned back stiffly from an upright state.

"This idiot!" the ranger was a little annoyed by the thief's action, and scolded secretly, it was originally an assassination activity, such a big movement, such a strong smell of blood, these goblin monsters must have lost faith and fled in all directions.

Sure enough, as soon as his thoughts flashed, four green-skinned, short-stature goblin monsters rushed out of the grass and bushes not far away, and they fled towards the cliff cave in the distance without saying a word.

One of the four escaped goblin monsters, when leaving, also threw the thick wooden stick in his hand at the ranger, the power was strong, and the wooden stick actually appeared in the flight, there was a sharp whistling wind.

"Chop!" Two daggers appeared on the ranger's hands, one was holding it positively, and Ivan held it, forming a strange gripping technique, and the two daggers were in his hands, just one positive and one negative, and the blades of the daggers were the same as the outside.

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