The idea of nine cows, and the effort of one hair, can gather a tribe!

- Old Karui looking back on his life

This time the bandits' invasion was launched by the greedy wolf bandits in the Misty Valley, and the bear goblin leader is just cannon fodder, as for who is behind the scenes, it doesn't really matter.

As Elder Crassus introduced at the beginning, to deal with outsiders, the bandits in Godot Wasteland will unite to suppress it, for the sake of food and beauty, for the stability of all forces in Godot Wasteland, and for the sake of Godot Wasteland, no one can carry the banner and claim the king.

This time it was the Misty Valley that united the bear goblins, and the next time it might be the goblins on Razor Mountain, the Dota ogres in the Dota Stone Forest, or the barbarians at the mouth of the Bau River.

If you calculate the current combat power of Shandora, no one bandit tribe is enough to pose a threat.

The only thing to scruple about is the union of the entire Godot Wasteland.

This kind of embattled enemy of the whole people, and the spit splashed by each roar is enough to drown any "three generations of cities".

The high slopes of red clay without walls could not resist this trend.

To quickly improve the strength of Shandora through equipment, and every militia has reached the level of "Beamon warriors in the world", it is Ouyang's urgent prayer. Shotguns for cannons, just the momentum of fresh clothes and angry armor is scary enough.

However, this road did not work, and Ouyang found himself walking into an alley, just thinking about having a hard time with the shrimp head!

After drawing up a new plan, the Shandola personnel appeared dozens of miles away from the red clay slope after a day's rest.

Leading the way is a bear goblin captive. The destination is his hometown, the Cosen hills.

Lord Shandora plans to let the bear goblins take over his lair!

In response, the bear goblin erupted in defiance and silence. But under the suppression of the mastiffs' sticks, resistance became a word of allegiance-

"The minions are willing to serve the king's conquest of the wasteland!"

Driven by the mastiffs, dozens of bear goblins acted as guides, took the division of wolves and tigers, returned to their hometowns, and lured wolves into the house.

Ouyang couldn't help laughing, and the laughter made the bear goblin even more enthusiastic.

In the laughter, Ouyang sank his heart, thinking that if he went on like this, would he be able to fulfill Kadolei's entrustment?

There was even a more comical idea, will one day someone force themselves to attack the elves?

......

In the depths of the endless grass of Godot Heath, there are mounds of earth that at first glance look like a pack of pugs lying down. In the cavern shaped like a dog's mouth, there were moans.

The creatures that had endured months of hunger were skinny, unclothed, and shivering in the cold wind. After not eating for a long time, the shriveled stomach was suddenly filled with two meals of oil and water, and the strong pressure blew out all the strength in the body, and after squatting in the stench for a day, all the bear goblins became weak.

Sickness comes from the mouth, and the bear goblin can digest foul-smelling carrion, but it can't compete with enough oil and water!

Maruko had to come out of the warm cave and come under the bread tree again. The burrows were constantly licking their fingers, and the bear goblin cubs couldn't stand it anymore, and the hunger pangs were like turning into a hybrid of a hundred scorpions and spiders, and sumo wrestling in their stomachs.

Dissatisfaction has long filled the heart of the bear goblin cub. "Respect for the old and love for the young" never appears in the Godot Wasteland, let alone in the Corson tribe - the warriors have finished eating, the mothers-in-law have finished eating, and finally when it is the turn of these cubs, Maruko only thinks that he has eaten only three paws to be full.

The clever little Maruko, taking advantage of the fact that the adults did not turn their eyes back to the baobab forest again, was the first to enter here again.

There has been no bread on the baobab trees for a long time, and the middle of winter has arrived, and even the leaves have fallen off, and of course there will be no monkeys. Even the goa, which grows in the dirt and chews like wet cotton, will blow up a sweet spring, is gone. Maruko is still hopeful.

A few days ago, humans lived at the other end of the baobab forest, and no bear goblin could set foot in the baobab forest again under the threat of metal weapons.

Maruko knows that when humans hunt reindeer, they will first eat the fat deer breast and make the rest into smoked meat. The aroma of roasted venison is like a scorpion's tail hook, hooking the nose of every bear goblin. Maruko watched a patrolling human nibble on a deer steak and threw it away after a few bites.

At that time, a bold bear goblin snatched it and stuffed it into his mouth, causing the humans to laugh.

Maruko thinks that those humans don't know how to enjoy a deer steak at all.

"Deer steak is a delicacy given to bear goblins by Oak," says the older bear goblins.

Maruko found a few deer ribs as he wished, and the tendons that stuck to the bones were already soft, and the ants who were not afraid of the cold lined up on them to review.

Maruko is happy, and her sticky tongue licks off all the ants, stuffs it between her teeth, and enjoys the beauty of the sauce squeezed out. It is said that the hunting for ants was learned by a certain bear goblin ancestor from an orangutan.

After removing all the protein, Maruko lifted the stone and tried his best, but carefully smashed the ribs.

Deer pith is a delicacy that only bears, goblins, and ants know how to enjoy.

......

Outside the Kozan mound, a noisy "Oak" sound sounded, alarming every hungry life.

The warriors of the hunt are back!Maruko happily skimmed off the stones and broken bones in her hands, and after thinking about it, she tucked the last intact bone into her pants and ran out.

The skinny feeling of reality can eliminate everyone's thoughts.

A bunch of yellow goblins!

The faces of the bear goblins crowded at the entrance of the cave turned from white to blue in an instant.

"The Great Demon King" Karui!

The ogre stood in front of the two groups, their heads laughing wildly, one higher than the other, competing with each other.

Funny one-man show, but no one dares to laugh. The two heads represent the strength of this master in the ogre!

A yellow-skinned goblin next to him pushed his thick legs, attracting the attention of his master.

"What's the matter, dog-headed ......"

"Are you panicking......"

Both heads were staring at the only goblin without a bow and arrow, Karui's kobold.

"King!" the left half of the dog's face showed flattery, and the right half of his face showed flattery, and he grinned, "Attacking like this will cause the bear goblin warriors to retaliate, that would be too wasteful of our bows and arrows!"

One head scolded: "Idiot!"

The other head asked, "Can we defeat the bear goblins?"

"We're going to weaken part of the enemy's strength first, and then annex Kozan!" the two heads said in unison.

"Left Bank Heavenly King!" all the goblins were heckling.

South of the river is on the left. The title of "King of the Left Bank" shows Karui's ambition to rule the Godot Wasteland!

The goblins were the first step in Karui's ambitions, and the Ogre King named his tribe "Charlotte Wasp", and each of them was a trained archer!

Goblin archers! like never before!

As if to show his strength, Karui rushed in front of the black and pressed bear goblin, and as soon as the bronze pillar in his hand fell, a bear goblin snapped into the dirt, half intact, half meat sauce!

"Who am I?"

The two heads shouted, and the copper pillar in their hands was unblocked, knocking down several bear goblins.

Karui didn't get an answer from the group of rubbish in front of him, but there was a wave of insults in the distance.

"Split head!" "Oak!" a roar rang out from the baobab forest, blocking the ogre's majesty.

The goblins froze.

A group of bear goblins rushed from the opposite side!

......

Ouyang asked the bear goblin captives to kill them in order to ambush the humans who might have been left in the bread forest. Unfortunately, it was quiet, there was no half-figure, only a lone bear goblin cub smashing deer ribs.

The bear goblin did not know this layer, and under the threat of the wheel tomahawk and iron arrows, he resisted the urge to step forward and drink back the bold cub, and did not dare to squeak. But in his heart, he was afraid that Lord Beamon would order any of them to come forward and turn that cub into the first undead under the stick.

The commotion in the distance, the departure of the cubs, relieved all the bear goblins. But the cause of the commotion, and the new orders given by Lord Beamon, made the captives' hearts fall to the bottom again.

The ogre Karui actually dared to attack Corson!

"Give you a chance! A goblin head, a bear goblin under your protection, bring me to me! If you can't, kick out Shandora! Whoever can bring the ogre's head is your new leader!"

The radish hanging in front of him made the heart of the battle hot again. The bear goblin was no longer afraid of attacking his wife and children, and another thought immediately took over his head - what would happen if he was kicked out of Shandora?

Eager for a new life, the bear goblins forgot to ask another question, the ogre Karui has two heads, are they two leaders?

The footsteps had already rushed out with the bear goblin, but the roar of "Oak" told the enemy the identity of the ambusher first!

"Damn Kozan hairy!" "Damn! Damn!" Karui let out two roars at the same time.

These damn bear goblins actually use women and children as bait to ambush the Charlotte Wasp!

The enemy's fighting spirit is like fire, and a pair of red pupils deeply shake the heart of every goblin!

The goblin archers, who had never faced a bear goblin charge, usually felt good about themselves, and their nostrils were facing the sky, found that their hands and feet were uncontrollably dancing in a figure-of-eight dance!

"Yellowskins!Mandarin Duck Formation!" "Hostage-taking!" Karui gave different orders with his two heads.

The group of yellow-skinned goblins under his command suddenly changed their nature as ants in a hot pot and divided into groups of twos and twos. One jumped onto the neck of the bear goblin woman, two clay feet on her plump breasts, an anvil cactus thorn against the hostage's throat, and the other hid behind the hostage's back, aiming her bow and arrow at the onrushing enemy.

"Steady, steady!" "Don't let go of one! Don't let go of one!"

The different commands of the master were shouted again, and each "Charlotte" understood the meaning of these two orders, and even more understood the consequences of not obeying them.

With a sudden turn of events, the bear goblin slowed down.

The bear goblins couldn't think of any way to do the two orders given by Lord Beamon.

"Lay down your arms!" the doghead barked.

"Drop your arms!" Karui threatened with both heads at once.

The yellow-skinned dog's head screamed again: "Release the arrows!

By the time the first arrow was fired, the bear goblin's weapon was not far from Yellowskin's head.

It was also thanks to this panic that the goblin's bow and arrow came into play. Otherwise, the goblin's rat-audacity would have shot the arrow long ago. How far can a goblin shoot, a toy-like bow?

Perhaps it was Oak's favor that the bear goblin rushed closer, and the arrows were scattered and thrown at the target.

The spikes of the anvil cactus, sharp and hard, pierced the scarred skin of the bear goblin.

The venom of the cobra snake worked instantly, the large pieces of flesh turned into hard lumps, the pain and paralysis deprived the bear goblin of its balance, the ouch yo sat down in a mess, the dog gnawed on the mud, the tree dragonfly, the big horse rolled, the donkey rolled, and so on.

A big nose fell in front of him, and the yellow-skinned dog spat disdainfully and kicked it in the eye socket next to it. The howl of the bear goblin greatly stimulated the goblin's spirit. The dog's head drew his saber from his waist—a long iron needle cactus thorn, held high like a general.

Seeing the signal, all the archers abandoned their awkward arrows and made the same move.

"Oak!"

The greenskins rush into the ranks of the bear goblins, like a pack of swordsmen, but more like a pack of rats.

"They shouldn't have played with bows and arrows in front of House!"

The House shooter was the first to strike, killing the goblins who rushed to the front.

The goblins looked at their companions flying upside down, and the feathered arrows on the corpses were still trembling. Before he could understand what was happening, a group of people crashed out from behind the mound.