After burrowing into the cold dew hills, and marching forward for another half hour, Captain Hamilton finally brought the whole team to a halt. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A kilometer ahead is the target this time, the Sword Wind Forest. It was a jungle known for its strong and cold winds at night, but in the warm sun of the day, it was warmer than elsewhere.

Through the dense jungle, even on a bright daylight afternoon, Scott could still see the bright bonfire and the dark green figure writhing wildly around the campfire.

It was the goblins celebrating, celebrating the rare harvest of this cold winter day.

"Shaquille, Morin, lead the City Guard soldiers to prepare for the follow-up charge. ”

"Tell Pastor Hank that it's time for them to contribute to the Kingdom. ”

Captain Hamilton looked at the dense jungle ahead and gave an order in a low voice,

"Yes, Captain!"

After the herald conveyed Captain Hamilton's order to everyone, the soldiers of the City Guard poured the last sip of their throat-burning liquor, while the priests and paladins at the rear of the City Guard began to whisper chants in praise of the good gods.

One blessing after another descended on the bodies of the City Guard soldiers, and when the chant was finished, Pastor Hank, the middle of the most powerful guard rank among the recruits, tore off his priest's white robe, revealing a heavy steel chain armor, and took off a vulture shield from his back, swinging the double-headed flail in his hand, and slowly walked to the front of the group.

Behind him, warriors and paladins each took off their weapons and shields and prepared for battle, including Scott, who held the [Dark Hand].

"Attack!"

With a roar of rage, Reverend Hank moved his legs and rushed out first.

"God forbid!"

"This enemy is worth fighting!"

"For the glory of the warriors!"

Behind him. Priests, paladins, and warriors let out their own battle cries and rushed into the Blade Wind Forest with a rainbow of momentum.

And with the charge of the fighters, the entire Clearing Army began to move together, and the follow-up City Guard soldiers also followed closely behind, slowly rushing into the forest.

Scott followed closely behind Pastor Hank, who was not a paladin, pretending to be a paladin's war cry and rushing into the Knife Wind Forest, but before the [Dark Hand] that belonged to him could open the meat, the battle was over.

Nothing but a few furious bonfires, mud and caravan shards all over the ground, and ordinary goblins the size of human children but ugly as ghosts that had just been slain by the Warmen.

"How can this be?"

Hamilton sat on his mount, his eagle-like eyes sweeping everything in the Blade Wind Forest as he pondered in silence.

Captain Hamilton has no doubts about the lack of missing weapons, corpses, mounts and goods in the Knife Wind Forest, because for the goblins, all of this is a surviving resource, weapons can be used against enemies or beasts, corpses and mounts can be used to fill their stomachs, and goods can be exchanged for food and weapons with wild subhuman races such as orcs and barbarians in addition to filling their stomachs.

He wondered why there were only a few ordinary goblins in the Knife Wind Forest, which had been identified by the rangers as the concentration of goblin bandits.

"Where have the goblin robbers gone?"

Captain Hamilton carefully surveyed the surrounding snow, and Scott carefully observed everything in the Knife Wind Forest.

"The bonfire was still burning violently, and even some of the bonfires could vaguely see barbecue char like human stumps, and at the same time, the goblin footprints around the bonfire were fresh and numerous, and some of the footprints were completely different from ordinary goblin footprints, which were not stepped on by the goblins who were cheering just now. ”

"Although the strong wind in the Knife Wind Forest made it difficult for the snow to exist in this forest, through the direction of the branches and leaves that were knocked off, it was vaguely seen that the goblins seemed to have divided into four directions and cautiously exited the camp. ”

"So why did these goblin robbers split up and leave, and where could they go?"

"It's so quiet here, and even though it's a cold winter day, there are always some small animals that don't stop in winter. ”

"No, it's quiet in the forest because we exist, so why is it so quiet outside the forest?!"

"Captain Hamilton... ”

As if being infiltrated from his head by a scoop of ice water, Scott immediately felt a chill permeate his whole body, perhaps because the lowly and lowly image of the goblins was so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people that almost everyone, including Scott, the [Lord of the Fortress] who had just inherited the [Fortress], regarded them as ordinary beasts.

But in fact, the goblins are not beasts, but an intelligent race that has its own independent dimensional world [Earth Spirit Country] outside the main material plane, even if the descendants of the goblin ruins left in the main material plane have lost the wisdom inheritance of their own race, they still can't erase the essence of their intelligent race.

Since it is an intelligent race, it is natural that there will be a strategy, so under the influence of the gradually approaching [Earth Spirit Country], it is not impossible to give birth to a few outstanding geniuses among the goblins.

“。。。 There is an ambush !!"

Without any extra doubts or hesitation, Scott picked up the Dark Hand and rushed to Captain Hamilton, the commander around the campfire, shouting at the same time.

"Haha, there's an ambush?!"

"Could it be those goblins who are as timid as a mouse?!"

A member of the City Guard heard Scott's shout and looked at the timid warrior with some mockery, but in the next second, a heavy chain hammer most often used by bear goblins spun and flew from outside the Knife Wind Forest, gently spinning around his neck.

"Click~"

The crisp sound of a broken neck bone was heard, and the City Guard soldier with a mocking smile on his face became the first victim of the battle.

He was the first to be killed, but not the last.

With this throwing chain hammer, countless stones, dirt, wooden sticks, and even snowballs were thrown from outside the Knife Wind Forest, enveloping the Clearing Army like hail.

Immediately, some of the soldiers of the City Guard suffered various injuries and bruises, and several of them were hit in the head and fell to the ground in pain. They are just stronger adult men among the human race, and they have not stepped into the guard rank that can strengthen their bodies and nurture the power of the bloodline, so they are naturally inferior to the guards in terms of resistance to damage.

As for the warriors, whether it is Scott, or the priest in the heavy chain mail, the warrior, the paladin, or the mage or warlock with mystical powers, such throwing weapons have no effect.

At the same time as suffering such an injury, Captain Hamilton immediately understood the reason for Scott's shouting, and he immediately commanded loudly.

"Shrink the formation, the fighters are outward, and the City Guard is in!"

"Prepare a defensive formation and be ready for engagement!"

From this moment on, Hamilton regarded the goblins as real opponents, and he roared loudly, and the City Guard and the Warlords immediately changed formation according to his command.

"First echelon, back off!"

"Second echelon, forward, throw!"

"Third echelon, ready!"

An old, high-pitched goblin shout came from outside the forest, and it was natural for Scott to understand what it meant.

And this meaning also made Scott immediately understand that in this group of goblins, a wise leader and a wise commander were indeed born. At this moment, the City Guard military formation, which was originally a cleaner, was surrounded by the heavy troops of the goblins.

Scott turned his head to look at the others, and saw that none of them understood the meaning of the sharp goblin shout, and none of them were protecting their own skies except for a defensive stance.

"No, we have to kill the commander so we can have a chance. ”

"As the lord of the fortress, I will defend the human race!"

Scotto turned his head, his eyes slowly flashing with a flaming light, although everyone here did not know his true identity at the moment, but this did not prevent Scott from making his own decision.

"Courage, glory, patience, for the glorious members of the Mithril Society!"

Scott stroked his chest, and the Mithril badge was beating slowly, sending vibrant blood to Scott's body, and keeping Scott in mind of his mission.

"Courage, glory, patience!"

Like a declaration of battle, Scott roared out the first half of the oath in his heart, and the huge and hideous [Dark Hand] immediately ignited a dark red flame, Scott's legs and tendons twisted like pythons, and his muscles were knotted, and in the next second, the power of up to seventeen points inherited from the orc Blake Han, the sixth lord of the fortress, was like a volcanic eruption, allowing Scott to drag the [Dark Hand] to the sky and rush out in the direction where the sharp goblin shout outside the Sword Wind Forest came from.

Wild as fire!

Whether it is the goblin bandits, or the City Guard military formation, or even the eyes of the warriors, everyone has only the figure that rushes out like a black dragon at this moment, so wild, so fierce, so indomitable, with the momentum of breaking through everything and killing everything, so that those who face it can't help but want to get out of the way.

"Brother Hans, stop him!"

The shrill goblin shouted backwards, but at the same time commanded without panic, and in the midst of this shrill shout, three six-foot-tall figures, stronger than the prime of human men, immediately stood in front of Scott's charge.

In silence, they drew their spears and held them firmly, crossing each other to lean on each other. Although there were only three spears, it was like a jungle of thorns, and it opened a spiky smile at Scott.

Guards at the bottom of the ranks, big goblins, the three Hans brothers!