The cold winter came to the Blackstone Wasteland again, and overnight, accompanied by a biting cold wind, the heavy snow began to fall as if it didn't stop, and after one night, the heavy snow covered the entire Blackstone Wasteland, covering a thick layer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

All the construction laborers stopped working, but even if they didn't do anything, the generous old man Modo would pay them half of their usual wages every month, so that they could survive the cold winter comfortably.

Under the strict orders of Lord Modo, the Iron Leader Militia Brigade also greatly reduced the content of daily training, and the priests began to have headaches, and this winter they had to train these orcs with muscles in their brains, their basic tactical abilities, which was too difficult.

Suddenly, there were tens of thousands of people who didn't have to work, and the business of the big supermarkets, bars, and various small shops in the steel collar was several times better, and the orcs who had money in their hands found that as long as they had money, they could live so comfortably in the cold winter, and they would not have a good life with two side dishes and a bottle of warm Wodega.

Bars, restaurants, and other places can be seen from time to time, drunken orcs pick up the wine glass in their hands, and shout in the direction of the lord's mansion: "To the great Lord Modo, long live the lord." ”

What they didn't know was that when the cold wind began to blow in the wilderness and snow began to fall in a few days, the ox vigorously gathered a dozen of his most loyal henchmen, and by the way, called the little fox and the high priest of Medusa, and held a secret meeting for a whole day.

At the meeting, Niu Dali made a lot of arrangements, and disappeared the next day, and the lord's mansion said to the outside world that the construction on the highland forest side can still be barely carried out, and Lord Modo will personally sit there and supervise the intensified construction of the city wall.

Since more than two months ago, there have been many elves with long ears in the territory, and there is a large elf tribe in the highland forest, and all of them have taken refuge in Lord Modo, which is no secret to the lords.

It's just that if anyone could see Helena, the fox priestess with red eyes, they would be suspicious of this statement......

Niu vigorously walked on his short legs and laboriously advanced in the waist-deep snow, and at this time the Count of Modo was a completely different appearance, the original white and delicate, and the jade-colored moist skin turned sallow, and a large circle of steel needle-like beard on his chin covered most of his handsome face.

Plus the tattered leather helmet he wore on his bald head, the rusty half-body plate armor on his body, the shabby wooden shield with a few pieces of iron on his back, and the one-handed sword that he didn't even have a scabbard around his waist and was wrapped in linen.

It is estimated that no matter how close people are, they will not be able to recognize this at a glance, handsome and far-reaching, and it is said that it has alarmed the great handsome Earl B Modo of the Orc Empire and the Roland Empire.

As the cold winter approached, the idle cow vigorously missed the long-legged chick Nya who had been separated for more than a year, like a weed on the wasteland, and grew irrepressibly, and the affairs of the territory were on the right track, and the steel collar would not have any military pressure in the cold winter.

So the idea of going to the human world to find a long-legged chick could no longer be suppressed, and tentatively mentioned this to the little fox Helena, Helena's eyes were red at that time, but she bit her lip and agreed, and promised to help the old cow take good care of the territory.

With the guilt of the little fox, Niu vigorously arranged all the affairs quickly, and even decided on the scale and personnel of the troops to be sent after the beginning of spring next year, and then flew towards the direction of the highland elf tribe on the fat dragon Xiao Hei.

Before blending into the human world, there is another very important thing to do, that is, to change your image, if you let the Roland Empire and the Douglas family know that they actually estimate that they will happily send themselves to the sky.

The elves with a long history really have a lot of good things at the bottom of the box, under the skillful hands of the priest of the moon god, the skin is smeared with a layer of secret plant juice, and the skin of the old cow will change color, unless it is cleaned with a special potion, otherwise it will not change color no matter how you wash it.

What satisfies Niu Dali the most is that the beard glued by the Moon God Priest is like a real grow, looking at his bearded self in the bronze mirror, the old cow seems to have returned to himself in his previous life, and even under Niu Dali's strong request, his chest and abdomen full of ribs are also glued with a long thick chest hair.

There are still a hundred miles away from the Black Stone Fort fortress group, Niu vigorously sent the fat dragon Xiao Hei to fly back to the elf tribe to stay, the black dragon target of the fat ball of small meat mountains is too big, and it is completely impossible to take him into the Roland Empire, so the bitter old cow can only struggle forward in the thick snow with his little short legs.

The internal qi of the inner body is running slowly and automatically, even if Niu Dali can't reach the realm of cold and heat now, but the cold resistance is still very strong, it is too hard to walk like this, and the soft snow makes Niu Dali step on every foot, are deeply sunk into the thighs, it is too slow.

Thinking of the heroes in the TV in the previous life, the dragonflies point the water, tread the snow without a trace and other bull fork light skills, the old cow tried to lift his breath lightly, and flew until he didn't fly, but his body was much lighter, and every time he stepped on the snow, the snow only reached the ankle, and the speed of the road finally became faster.

Continuing to walk ten miles away, a sparse grove appeared in front of me, and a smoke curled up, which could be seen from a long distance.

Niu Dali quickened his pace and walked over, and then saw a very intimate scene, in a very simple temporary camp, seven humans dressed as mercenaries formed a small battle formation in front of the fire, and they were surrounded by wandering goblins that they hadn't seen for a long time.

In front of the mercenaries, a few goblins who did not know their lives fell, and the two mercenaries also had wounds on their bodies, and now they were barely wrapped in dirty strips of cloth.

Ade was the captain of this small mercenary team, a sixth-level archer, as a small mercenary team of only seven people in total, they could only take on a few small jobs, and a few months ago, they were given the task of escorting a small caravan from Haxar Fort to Blackstone.

After escorting the caravan all the way to Blackstone City safely, they stayed in the hotel for half a month and did not receive the task of returning to the Roland Empire by the way, and after some inquiry, they learned that with the rise of the Iron Lord, Blackstone City had long been broken, and now the caravans from the human world to and from here are only two percent of the previous ones.

Winter is coming, and they don't want to be a small mercenary team in Blackstone City for a winter, so they can only reluctantly return to the Roland Empire, and less than a hundred miles away from the Blackstone Fort fortress group, they encountered more than a hundred hungry goblins.

The two sides had been facing each other for half an hourglass, when the goblins were about to attack when a dwarven warrior rushed over.