In the starry night sky, a few dark clouds quietly obscured the moon, darkness completely covered the land, and the forest suddenly became much quieter.

Leon spun quietly overturned and landed on the watchtower, his cowhide-tanned boots silently stomping on the floor, not alarming the sleeping goblin guards in the slightest.

In the darkness, his eyes flickered.

The next moment, Leon came out with both hands, his left hand covered the guard's mouth, and the tiger stabbing saber held in his right hand stabbed into his throat like lightning!

"Hmm!"

The goblin guard, who had been fatally attacked in his sleep, instinctively struggled, a muffled sound in his throat, and Leon slashed his right hand, the razor-sharp saber slicing its throat entirely.

The gushing blood instantly blocked the trachea, and the goblin guard was killed instantly.

After killing such a guard, Leon carefully observed his surroundings, especially the other watchtower opposite.

Sure that the enemy was not aware, he blew the whistle he had brought with him.

Chirping!~

The mouth flute is a common communication tool for the warriors of the beast tribe when they go out hunting, as long as they practice a little, they can blow different tones of high and low, and even simulate the chirping of insects, which is not easy to be detected by the prey when they are connected with each other.

Like the courtship of autumn insects, mixed with the strange nocturne ensemble of the jungle, it does not seem abrupt at all.

The rope ladder shook for a moment, and in a few moments, the hairy head of the fire hammer appeared on the fence of the watchtower.

Leon stretched out his hand and pulled him up, and said in a low voice, "From now on, you will stay here, look for an opportunity to shoot the enemy, and if the situation is not right, you will leave us alone." ”

Patting the little guy on the shoulder, he said again: "You must be careful, remember?"

Located on the western hill of the valley, this sentry is only a few hundred meters away from the goblin camp below, and is so commanding that with a good bow, it can snipe at the enemies in the camp at will.

Although Firehammer is not yet an adult and is not a brute warrior, he is very talented in bows and arrows, and has loved archery since he was a child, and aspires to become a good archer.

After getting a real longbow, Leon was also impressed by the ability he showed through practice, which was one of the important reasons why Leon agreed to take him into action.

"Got it, Brother Lei, I'll definitely be careful!" the excited little guy nodded busily.

He carried a longbow in his hand, three barrels of feathered arrows strapped to his back, and a dagger stuck in his waist, almost indistinguishable from a regular archer.

After arranging, Leon descended the watchtower with the help of a rope ladder and sneaked to another watchtower in a roundabout way.

Using the same tactics, he eliminated the second goblin sentry, and then crept down the hillside into the Green Goblin camp.

The Green Fields tribe is much larger than the Hammer tribe, occupying the entire valley, and most of the goblins' dwellings are covered tents, large and small, and entering them is like entering a chaotic slum.

Goblins are by no means a clean race, the camp is littered with filthy garbage, the air smells of evil, and you can step on bones or excrement at any step.

The goblins who had been reveling in the middle of the night were sleeping soundly, snoring one after another, and some of the drunken goblin warriors were lying directly next to the tents, and it seemed that even a few heavy kicks might not wake them up.

Leon was so sure that these goblins were chasing down the orc tribes in the Wuthering Forest with the elves, and they had always been arrogant, and they never thought that someone would kill them.

This battle must be won!Leon made a judgment in his mind, but he had to solve a few of the biggest problems first.

Prior to this operation, he had extracted confessions from goblin captives, sketched out the general layout of the green camp with charcoal bars and animal skins, and made some changes with the help of goblin guides as he lurked in the mountains and forests.

This fairly accurate layout map was already deeply imprinted in his mind, and the corresponding surrounding environment became a three-dimensional picture, making Leon move freely through the goblin camp as if he had been here many times.

This is one of the combat abilities he acquired through hellish training back then, and now it is once again playing a huge role.

Sneaking all the way, Leon finally reached a large gray-white tent.

The big tent was located in the depths of the small valley, and outside the main camp, a babbling stream flowed by, which was undoubtedly much cleaner and tidier than the dirty and smelly main camp area in front.

It is the common residence of two wizards of the Greenfield Tribe.

Wizards are spellcasters like magicians and shamans, but the spells of goblin wizards are the opposite of shamans, tending to curse systems, and negative spells such as poison, weakness, paralysis, and petrification are their forte.

If these two wizards are not dealt with first, they will be a great threat to the Hammer Warriors if a battle breaks out.

There was a glimmer of light through the cracks in the tent, and there should still be a light on it, and Leon lurked to the side of the tent, carefully cutting a crack with his saber and looking inside.

There were a lot of things piled up in the huge tent, most of them were herbal materials and animal bones, and a huge lamp tray hung down from the top of the tent, and the orange light evenly illuminated every corner of the tent.

There was a thick blanket on the floor, a row of wooden tables with all kinds of pots and jars, and in the middle of the tent there was a large cauldron, which I didn't know what was boiling in it, and it was still emitting a faint white smoke.

The whole tent room felt very eerie, and Leon's target, the goblin wizard, was resting against a soft couch covered with animal skins and closing his eyes, making a low sound.

Wrapped in gray robes and a thin body, the goblin wizard had an ugly skinny face, a flattened nose and pointed ears, reminiscent of zombies in a graveyard.

A wizard Leon couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and the information obtained from the captive's confession revealed that there were two wizards in the Green Field Tribe, and they were still a couple, so they lived in a tent together.

And now the fact is that Leon only found one wizard, the other is not among them, and the large tent is in full view, and it is impossible to hide inside.

This was not what Leon had expected, but he was never one to hesitate, and after making sure that there was only one wizard in the tent, he pulled his saber to widen the crack a little bit enough to accommodate his own entry and exit.

As soon as the entrance was completed, Leon immediately got into the tent, holding his saber and quietly approaching the wizard.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Between breaths, he approached no more than three feet away from the goblin wizard, and the time was ripe for action.

"Huh?!"

At this time, a sudden change occurred!

The slumbering wizard suddenly woke up, his eyes glowing with a terrifying light.

As soon as he saw Leon standing in front of him, he immediately reached out and grabbed a black staff placed next to him.

How could Leon let it succeed, and suddenly strode forward, and the claw in his left hand reached out like lightning, choking the wizard's throat with precision and ferocity!

The right hand immediately followed suit, and the Tiger Thorn Saber instantly pierced the opponent's chest and pierced the heart!

"Uhhhhhhh

The wizard was not dead for a while and wanted to struggle to resist, his turquoise eyes were full of pain and unwillingness, and his right hand kept scratching and trying to grab the staff.

It's just that it was crushed to the bed by Leon, and with the twisting of the saber, its life was quickly lost.

Click!

Leon squeezed the wizard's neck bone with all his might, and it wasn't an extra move, as Elder Munstein had warned that goblin wizards were cunning and tactful, and they were good at feigning their death.

Sure that the other party has been completely killed, Leon prepares to leave to deal with the next target.

There wasn't much time left for him, and the rock hammer and the others outside must be ready, just waiting for his order.

But what was on the small wooden table next to the bed caught Leon's attention.

It was a stack of burnt yellow leaves cut into squares.

"Huh?"

Leon couldn't help but reach out and pick up a piece, look at it carefully with the help of the light, and sniff it under his nose again.

A familiar smell rushed into his nostrils.

No way!

Leon couldn't help but be overjoyed, this thing is the tobacco he has often missed since he came to this world, 100% dried tobacco leaves!

At this moment, Lao Lei had the urge to burst into tears!

God treats him well, and when he finds tobacco leaves, it is not a problem to make cigarettes or cigars in the future, and he has a familiar and amiable partner when he is lonely.

Although Leon was thrilled by this unexpected discovery, he did not forget his duty, and once again he greedily sniffed the tobacco leaves, and Leon left the wizard's tent.

His next target is Sau, the leader of the Green Goblin Tribe, a Goblin Knight!

In Leon's plan, Sau is definitely the most dangerous target, although the wizard has mysterious magical powers, as long as he carries out a surprise sneak attack, the success rate is very high.

Just like he did yesterday with that mage apprentice outside of Blackstone, he was perfectly capable of killing him before he could cast his spell.

The Great Goblin Knight, on the other hand, as a strong man who has mastered the power of Douqi, Sau controls the Green Field Tribe with absolute strength, and it has personally attacked the camp of the Beast Tribe several times, and its position as the leader is unshakable.

According to the level of strength in this world, even if Leon is promoted to the sixth level of brute warriors, he is a big step behind Sau, and the success rate of sneak attacks and assassinations is far inferior to that of weak mages for strong knights.

Of course, Leon is not without a backhand, he is ready for a fierce battle, no matter what the price is, this Sau is absolutely going to win.