Chapter 3 Black Muskets

The Great Black Mountain, the mountains are very black, the black rocks, the black soil, even the primeval forests are green and black under the moisture of the fertile soil, the black mountains, the black and green trees are reflected in the Heishui River, and even the water has turned black.

As its name suggests, the Great Black Mountain is intoxicatingly black.

But Lear didn't have the heart to enjoy the scenery, in his words, black mountains, black water, black trees.

I haven't smelled the fragrance of Zhilan for a long time, I'm afraid that's what I'm talking about. No matter how good the scenery is, there are no birds to see after a long time.

Carrying a skin two ends taller than himself, Lear looked like a humanoid snail, and it took him a day to drive from the village of Moss to the mountains, and it would take him a day and a half to get back! And this is only on the edge of the Black Forest!

How big is Great Black Mountain? Lear couldn't say, maybe only those hunters recruited by the Byron Empire, the Orray Empire, and the various minor principalities would have the opportunity to get out of the Great Black Mountain and see the outside world.

Mor Town is located in the middle of the three major empires, sometimes those countries on the sea will also come to disturb it, the deep Black Forest legend is that there are more powerful elf races, the Great Black Mountain Wilderness Plain has more dwarf countries, and there are countless goblins infested, "there are as many thieves as dogs, hooligans and thieves are everywhere", plus countless mercenaries, adventurers and strong men who enter the Black Forest to hunt magical beasts, the situation in Moll Town is so complicated that it is unparalleled in the Ogu Continent.

Moss Village, as one of the villages of the Even-Wing hunters, has retained a little peace in the troubled times, for no other reason. Almost every adult Evenist is a great hunter, the best scout in the army!

The Evenki hunters recruited by the army were called Evenki, and they could track down the enemy in the lush forests and steppes, quietly carry out infiltration, assassination, poisoning, and use the cover of nature to treat one as ten, or even one as a hundred! If there is no Evenki in the army of every country, then his army is basically deaf and blind.

Therefore, the Evenks had a transcendent status, they served in the armies of various countries, and in the event of war, the Evenks, who were originally hostile, would even get together to exchange information......

However, this also made the major empires deeply jealous, and no one wanted their scouts to be two-faced or even multi-faceted spies! Their secrets were no longer secret in the intelligence exchange of the Evenki hunters.

It was not that the three empires and the various principalities did not want to uproot the Evens, but none of them could. The most famous example is that 100 years ago, St. Mohican the Great of Byron the Great decided to kill this cancer and sent an army of 100,000 into the Great Black Mountain, only to be played hide and seek with the army of 100,000 by the Evens and their tribe.

Half a year later, the army that tasted all kinds of strange traps and endless demonic beast attacks withdrew from the forest, and the remnants of the 100,000-strong army were only less than 5,000 defeated, of which nearly 3,000 became crazy, and the remaining 2,000 were wounded, while the Evens were less than 10,000!

The whole continent was shocked, and no country dared to fight the idea of the Evens again, and the Evenks received a new title, "Children of the Forest", in the forest they were invincible.

But only the Evens themselves knew how big their losses were, and nearly three thousand elite hunters were buried forever in the depths of the Factor Forest, not killed by the enemy, but by the demonic beasts in the depths of the forest!

Reverence for nature is the belief that all Evens people have rooted in their hearts.

"Save ...... Help me...... Help me......" Suddenly a faint voice alarmed Lear, who was hurrying away, and he couldn't help but be taken aback. How could anyone cry for help here? Is it an adventurer? Or a witcher? or ......

He followed the sound and suddenly found a short figure hanging upside down in the air by a tree vine, a full ten meters above the ground! The ragged figure let out a faint scream, swaying, as if it would fall down at any time, and if he fell from such a high place, he was afraid that he would at least break his tendons and fractures, unless he was a strong warrior. And that figure clearly didn't look like it.

"I, say, isn't this the trap I just set up two days ago?

"Huh, what kind of goblin is?" Lear said in surprise, but this goblin is a bit weird, the skin is only a little green, and it is not like a normal goblin with a large hooked nose that can almost take up half of the face, but this goblin looks very "delicate", and can definitely use this word to describe the goblin in front of him.

With a straight nose, thin lips, long pale green crystal hair, and slender thighs, if it weren't for his green skin and pointed ears betraying his identity, this goblin would have been a pretty human boy! He looked like an elf more than a goblin, and of course elven skin wouldn't be green.

"Thank you for saving me, Your Excellency!" the goblin had been hanging for an unknown amount of time, his lips were dry, his expression was awkward, and he had a little trouble speaking.

"No thanks, it should be, it should be......" Lear hurriedly took out the water bladder and fed a little water to the goblin, although Lear has not seen anything big in this world, but it is impossible to tell the goblin that the trap is made by himself, otherwise the goblin will jump up and fight with himself if he can't say it.

Of course, good deeds do not leave a name, and if you do bad deeds, you naturally cannot leave your name! Lear, who has been a man in two lives, is still deeply gloomy.

"Well, I said, goblin brother, why did you run into the big forest, just your small body is not enough for a swift wolf to stuff his teeth. Lear asked, the goblin was dressed well, with a wide kapok robe with fine stitching, and a shawl of alder leaves cut to fit well.

Not at all like ordinary goblins who look sloppy and dirty, in fact, in the ancient continent goblins are a highly developed civilization of a race, they can create outrageously exquisite goblin machinery, powerful magic cannons, black muskets comparable to elven bows and arrows, but goblins have a fatal flaw, that is, they are not united.

The goblins have footprints all over the continent, but there is no place to stand, and they can only wander around, and they are called "wandering goblins", "dirty goblins", "ugly goblins", and "hooligans", "thieves", and all other indecent words can be used to describe goblins.

But no one can deny that the goblins are the greatest alchemists in the world! Legend has it that the goblin master Marco Hierro once created an iron bird that could fly in the sky for three months without falling, of course! That's just a legend.

"I, I'm here to wander the great forest......," the thin and delicate goblin snorted.

Lear had a strange smile on his face, the goblins who came out to travel? He almost patted his stomach and laughed wildly, isn't this bullying us for being a dirt bag who has never seen the world? Goblin travel? Do they need to travel? They "travel" almost every day! And their "travel" is to roam around, selling a little goblin goods, and most of them are deceptive gadgets. Although there are some good things in some goblin goods, however, most of them are bluffing.

Lear was fooled, a goblin peddler who had gone to the village of Moss to sell his wares, and exchanged a small iron knife for the two dirt and rock sheep that Lear had just hit. As a result, the little iron knife only sliced the fruit and broke it in two! Lear's impression of the goblin became very bad.

"Come here, hehe......" Lear laughed, "Well, now that you're safe, you can start a new one, and I'm still on my way to see you back!"

"......No," the goblin screamed, "I hope you can give me something to eat, and, a little clean water, I've been hanging here for two days...... And ......"

Lear interrupted him and said, "Why, goblin, why did I give you food and drink as soon as I knew your name?" he paused, his eyes rolling a few times, "Otherwise, you have something for me, and we will exchange!" Lear decided to get back what he had lost from the goblin again, even if this goblin was not the goblin. Although a trace of apology flashed in his heart, he was thrown out of the clouds in a blink of an eye.

"Hmm...... Alright!" The goblin groaned for a moment, took out a black thing from under his gray robe, and said, "This is a goblin musket, it should be able to exchange your food and water, right?" he lamented in his heart, if the elders of the clan saw it, they might faint in anger!

However, he had nothing of value to come up with, and even this musket had fired out the energy in the last core during his previous adventures in the forest, turning it into useless scrap metal. Without muskets, without materials to make some goblin tools, he is just a weak goblin with no ability to resist!

"Goblin Musket!" Lear almost choked on his own saliva, he hadn't heard of the Goblin Black Musket, and those retired Evenks in the village had chattered about the power of the Goblin Black Musket! That was something that the legendary high-ranking samurai feared, and it had the title of "Magician Buster"! It has always been priceless and marketable, and there is no place to buy it with money!

He snatched the black thing, which resembled a narrow triangle, and at the top was a black tube that opened out in the shape of a trumpet.

"This is the goblin musket, cut ...... What about deceiving people?" Lear said with a smile, he was bitten by a snake once, and he was afraid of the well rope for ten years, and he fell in the hands of a goblin once, and bought a knife that "sharpens iron like clay", and this time it was even better, and even the goblin musket came out.

"I didn't lie to you...... This is a real musket......" The goblin's eyes seemed to have a layer of mist drifting, and his eyes turned red: "It's just that this goblin musket doesn't have a Warcraft crystal nucleus, otherwise I can try to show you." ”

"Warcraft Crystal Nucleus...... Ahem...... I've got it here!" Lear was almost refreshed, didn't he just get the crystal nucleus of a swift wind wolf! This thing is not very often, and even a hundred swift wolves may not be able to find a crystal nucleus.

"Do you have a crystal nucleus?" the delicate goblin opened her mouth in surprise, her pale green hair fluttering slightly in the wind.

"Ha, I'm afraid!" Lear took out a cyan crystal nucleus from the pocket of his close-fitting clothes and tossed it in his hand: "Watch me expose your deception!"

He picked up the black musket, but was dumbfounded. The black musket was almost a whole, and even if he had seen anything AK-47, M1 or something, he couldn't find where the mechanism of the black musket was!

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