Enleko drew his sword again to block, but the paralysis in his palm was still there, was the other party a monster in the skin of a goblin? Its strength was almost catching up with those barbarians outside the northern wall!

The goblin soldiers around them began to slowly approach, as if they were forming an encirclement, enclosing themselves tightly. Out of the corner of his eye, several blue-purple balls of light whizzed in his direction.

"Do the goblins need to use this kind of sneak attack and siege combat to deal with an ordinary human?"

As he spoke, Enleko took a few quick steps back, grabbed a goblin soldier while the other party was not paying attention, and threw it forward with the trajectory of the ball of light.

"Hmph, using superior forces to encircle and annihilate opponents, isn't this what you humans have always done?"

The goblin leader pursued him, and with his good protection, he rushed towards him like a newborn mammoth with a brutal force.

Enleko felt a rough force crush against him, as if he was not fighting against a goblin, but a mutant barbarian!

A blinding light illuminated the dim night sky, and in a burst of explosions, the goblin, which had become a human shield, split into several charred stumps, spilling foul, foul blood onto the ground.

The lieutenant felt a boiling anger stimulate his adrenal glands, and he clenched his fist and slammed it into the metal can in front of him, smashing the can out of the grid dent with a heavy fist, and Enleko shouted to the side: "Fred, let go of your hands and feet, do a big deal!"

"Hey, Lieutenant, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Ordinary goblins are nothing more than random dolls for strong men - they just stink a little. Fred had long been aware of the goblin wizard who was hiding alone in the crowd, hiding his diminutive body behind the soldiers, muttering unknown words and gesturing in the air with the ridiculous short stick in his hand.

The strong man glanced at the lieutenant's situation, and it seemed that except for the goblin leader, who was more tricky, the other soldiers were more like tools at Nhleko's fingertips, and they had been helping out.

"Ambister!" an old scream burst out of the gray head, and a fireball swept across the goblins rushing towards Fred, smashing at Fred as he "wandered".

"Hey!" the fireball flew extremely fast, but what was even more terrifying was the high temperature that it was said to come with on the surface! Fred lowered his head, and a burning smell ran into his nose, "Lieutenant, I don't care about you!"

"Stinky boy, when did Lao Tzu want you to worry about it!"

Enleko turned his head away, and he focused entirely on the strange goblin in front of him.

"You're a goblin mixed with other bloodlines?"

"Hmph, just humans, do you think goblins are just a lowly race?" The goblin leader took off his damaged helmet and threw it on the ground at will, the lieutenant's heavy attack just now didn't seem to hurt him in the slightest.

"Looks like something happened to you. ”

Enleko smiled, scanning the goblins around him, the tiny ones retreating under the lieutenant's slightly aggressive gaze, making way for a large clearing between him and the goblin leader.

"Adventure?"

The leader spoke, a strange and low tone that turned Enhleko's gaze, and the lieutenant looked at the leader's face through the light of the torches around him—tiny gray scales crawled all over the skull, revealing a dull green hue in the gaps, making the leader look more like a close relative of a reptilian humanoid than a furry little one.

"Rockne Ashblade?"

Enleko tried to call the name, at least the guy in front of him didn't seem to be going to let him go easily - it was an invitation to a duel with obvious connotations, and it was impossible for an Imperial warrior to retreat at such a time.

As if to touch the nerves of the goblin leader, he looked at his own soldier beside him, who immediately knew his intentions and turned away. Enleko watched quietly, the other party did not make any further movements, so for the time being, he did not take any action.

On the other side, Fred sprinted, his great sword dancing, the screams of the goblins coming from time to time in the light of the sword, blood, limbs, and fallen torches mingling, but more of the shorter men were swept by the weight attached to the massive blade, making a continuous soft sound of shattering bones, and slumped to the side.

The goblin wizard looked at the god of killing in front of him in horror, and he hurriedly swung his short stick, covering it with a burst of transparent green light. In the next second, when Fred's long sword slashed in front of him, the strong man was stunned to find that he had lost the figure of the other party in front of him.

"Oh, that's why I hate the mage profession the most!" Fred yelled, taking his anger out on the goblins around him.

Outside the camp gate came the ethereal sound of horns, and not far away came the sound of chaotic footsteps, followed by several deep wolf howls, and with the occasional reprimand of the goblin wolf cavalry. At this time, the departing goblin soldiers approached with a heavy wooden box, which Enleko discovered was actually the bed board under the haystack of the large tent - but it was unknown how much it weighed, and it would take six goblin soldiers to carry it.

Panting, the soldiers threw the large wooden boxes on the ground with a "bang" sound, and the dust around them kicked up, causing them to cough again. The goblin leader walked over, raised his hand, and slammed his fist into the box, sending sawdust flying and the plank collapsing in its entirety. He reached out and grabbed the object, then raised it with one hand, and slammed the box to the floor again. The shattered planks flew out and smashed into the goblins who couldn't dodge at close range, causing them to cry and scream.

The leader threw away his long knife, leaving behind something like a mace—a metallic sheen throughout, as if he couldn't become proficient with this savage weapon.

With a gloomy face, he ignored the howling shorts, but turned to Enhleko and said in a deep voice, "Since you mentioned that name, I think there should be my stuff in that bag behind you." ”

Enleko smiled, and he replied honestly, "A little glance, and before you have time to look closely, you're back." ”

"Anyway, since you saw it, then it's even more unlikely that you'll be let go. Locke put the mace in his palm and patted it, "The wolf cavalry has returned, and I guess your companions have failed." ”

"Spare me, fellow?" said the lieutenant, grinning suddenly, as if he had heard something good.

"If it's really my companion, then it's just right that you can settle the day's accounts well. ”