Chapter 7: The Next Stop Nobles

There are still two days to go to Black Rock City, and Niu Dali has been sleeping happily for the past few days, and he has to wake up laughing, as if he has made some kind of determination, and the long-legged chick no longer resists contact with the old cow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As long as she is free, she will ride her war horse to Niu Dali's carriage, chat, be teased, and be played hooligan, and then the shy chick will ride away on the horse, and after a long time, it seems that nothing has happened, and she runs over again, and it happens more than a dozen times a day.

If it weren't for the wilderness and the caravan's group of unsightly goods, the long-legged chick would have been rectified a long time ago.

Smelling his own fragrant hand, Lao Niu thought: "This is love!"

The old cow, who was in a good mood, even looked at the ogres, and said to the flint who was pulling the carriage hard: "Who, do you know, Neya told me that Lao Tzu will soon be a nobleman." ”

"Every legendary dragon slayer warrior will be made a nobleman by the kingdom to which he belongs, and he will call me Lord Modo in the future. ”

"Okay. Master Modo, my name is Flint Stone, the patriarch of the Sandhammer Ogre Tribe of the Blackstone Wasteland. ”

"Well~ who is that, I'll sleep first, and then wake me up when I'm eating. ”

After the short conversation, all that was left was Flint's face full of resentment.

Niu Dali, who had just laid down, faintly heard a voice calling for help, but standing on the roof of the carriage, he looked at it from a distance, and there was nothing in the empty wilderness.

Facing the ogre flint, he asked, "Who is that, did you hear someone shouting for help?"

Flint shook his head and said affirmatively: "Master, I haven't heard anything, I'm the smartest ear in our tribe, and I'm called Flint." ”

The caravan continued to move forward, the sound of help came intermittently, and the uneasy Niu vigorously signaled to Naiya, and ran forward alone, and after advancing for a few kilometers, he found that there was indeed a situation ahead.

About 600 yards ahead, there was a small hill that was not tall, and at the top of the hill there were 7 or 8 werewolf warriors covered in blood surrounding a young werewolf nobleman, who could barely maintain a battle formation, and the frightened young nobleman screamed: "Help, you damn bandits......"

Under the hills, hundreds of chaotic races, including gnolls, goblins, dwarves, and even a few humans, were swarming towards the battle formation, and the corpses fell to the ground.

A strong human who was obviously the leader, with a dozen archers on the side, commanded the attack, estimated to be the value point of catching alive, otherwise the arrows would have been scattered, and the battle array would have been opened.

"This is the mixed society of this world, and it is considered to be the top half of its peers, but the combat effectiveness is not very good!" Lao Niu looked at the fierce battle with great interest.

Each werewolf was dressed in neat leather armor, and the long sword he wielded flashed with a faint fighting brilliance, but in front of each of them were more than five opponents, so the werewolves had a hard time coping with it, and they saw that the crumbling battle formation was about to be unable to sustain.

As if he felt that he was about to be arrested, the screams of the aristocratic young man were loud like the little ladies who had been insulted: "No~~~ Who will save me, I am the little master of the governor's family, whoever saves me, I will give him a lot of money, and I will make him a nobleman!"

For the old cow who was particularly sensitive to the word aristocracy in the past two days, he immediately felt a spirit all over his body; the nobles are said to have the powerful right of the first night of the territory, and it is not a matter of fact that they usually run rampant and bully men and women.

Although it is said that you can be crowned a nobleman as a dragon slayer warrior, if you save the little white face of this big official, the title of nobleman will be higher.

Thinking of this, Niu Dali was not calm at all, and with a snort, he jumped out: "Little master, I have come to save you, today I promise that no one can touch a hair of you." ”

Of course, when the name Modo was called, it was a little louder by one or two times.

The robbers looked back in surprise and saw a small dwarf rushing up, and immediately relaxed, and a one-eyed gnoll on the periphery came up lazily with a few gnolls, sneering all over his face.

As soon as the knife in One-Eye's hand flew away, the little dwarf's crashed into his arms, and the entire chest cavity was instantly knocked in, and then he saw his figure quickly retreating, and then collided with the two subordinates behind him, and he clearly heard the sound of the bones of the two subordinates breaking.

Since having this strange power, Niu Dali has become more and more fond of sticking to the mountain and relying on this trick, which is simple, violent, and effective.

Gently lowered his head, the short hungry dwarf easily flashed a single knife that cut horizontally, Lao Niu grabbed the wrist of the single knife hand with his left hand, and after the unlucky hand twisted into a twist, snatching the single knife is a trick to fight in all directions.

Actually, this was a random slash in the eyes of the robbers, but with great force, the weapons in the hands of the two jackals were knocked away, and blood splattered to the side.

It was too light, and the old cow was dissatisfied with the single knife in his hand and threw it forward, and the single knife penetrated several bodies one after another with Weng Ming, which rubbed the air.

Lao Niu remembered that sentence: "Punch Nanshan Nursing Home and kick Beihai Kindergarten." ”

Now the old cow is like a bandit who rushed into the kindergarten, there is no enemy, compared to the robbers, the little fist like a child, that is next to death, rubbed to hurt.

In the blink of an eye, all the robbers on the periphery were released, attracting the attention of the human leader who was directing the robbers to besiege the werewolves in the inner circle, and with a wave of his hand, the dozen or so archers standing behind him aimed at the little dwarf with a salvo.

The speed was too close, and the old cow only had time to protect his handsome face with both hands, and then a few sharp arrows shot at his body, "I'm!" The sour and numb was not very painful, and the old cow was surprised to see that the sharp arrows were set on his body, leaving a faint white spot, and then fell to the ground weakly.

Lao Niu always understood that he was very good at B, but he didn't expect Niu B to the point where he couldn't shoot an arrow, which was completely up to the sky for Niu B.

The astonishing result made the robber's human leader panic, clenched the two-handed greatsword in his hand, and stabbed out with all his strength, and the tip of the two-handed greatsword fiercely revealed an inch-long sword.

The ox vigorously did not retreat, but advanced, and bounced up and kicked the sword side with a whip leg, kicking the stabbing sword away, and then kicking the human leader out of the way with a heart-warming leg.

The human leader endured the pain and tried to get up, and the little dwarf hemp stalk on his back, and immediately seemed to be pressed by a prehistoric mammoth, and he couldn't move.

"A group of weak chickens also learn from others to come out and rob. Niu vigorously spat in disdain, spraying the human leader in the face, and then a voice comparable to a lion's roar sounded: "Stop it, whoever moves again will kill whoever kills." ”

The sudden change made everyone stunned, when was the dwarf who could only live by doing a little craft to this point.

When the two-handed greatsword thrown by the little dwarf pierced a few unlucky eggs again, all the weapons of all the soldiers were thrown to the ground.

"This little young master, you don't have to drop your weapons, you are safe. The old cow, who instantly became light, said to the sluggish werewolves with a pretended B-face......