The midday sun is unusually harsh, but fortunately there is a large area of green in the distance to relieve the discomfort on the eyes, but the steaming heat around is not helped, and the people who stay in Brown Bear Town can do their part to reduce the discomfort caused by the heat wave.

They had withdrawn into the town, and the prisoners hid under the eaves of their wooden houses and lamented the late summer heat, but they knew that the heat would not last for a few days, and that the weather would gradually become cooler and more comfortable as soon as the harvest month began.

The elves were even more uncomfortable with the temperature, and Leon made them feel much more comfortable by letting them stay in the carriage and open all the windows to allow the air to flow through the carriage.

Melissa didn't know where to hide, Erin had unleashed her secret resistance spell, and Caterina had adapted to the heat because of the fire resistance attached to the ring, and only Leon sat in the sunlit clearing from head to end like no one else, doing a job he was interested in - sorting through the mountains of loot.

Most of these were the supplies on the merchants' carriages, and the rest were the belongings of the dead thugs, which he and Melissa collected in dimensional bags in one piece, and at this time, while they had time, they were all piled up on the ground and disposed of one by one, as a way to kill time.

"Birdsong grass...... Bearskin ...... Water rhino horn ...... Bearskin ...... Flame Mushroom ...... Bearskin ......"

The young lord muttered as he received a large amount of bear skins into a bag, and then sorted the herbs and materials into categories.

"Your insight, my lord, is really extraordinary......

There was a merchant who looked like a prisoner closer, his eyes had been staring at Li Ang's movements, and after watching for a long time, he realized that this young lord casually said that it was all right, this kind of insight is nothing if it is placed on his own people, but it is not simple for a young man, and he can't help but praise it.

Of course, complimenting people is just a matter of mouth, and the most important purpose is to win the favor of the other party.

Leon looked up at him, then turned his attention back to the task at hand.

The merchant had a lot of experience, and of course this frustration could not hurt him, and continued: "Now there are fewer and fewer products in the Black Forest, but there are still few people who have set foot in the depths of more than ten miles, and there are still many rare herbs there. ”

The merchant concluded that Leon must have some corresponding abilities due to his rich knowledge, such as alchemy and enchantment, and he hoped that his words would arouse the interest of the other party.

Leon raised his head again, stared at the merchant for a moment, and suddenly asked, "How do you know?"

The merchant was overjoyed, but his good "professionalism" kept him calm, and even his expression did not change much, "Every winter, there are always a few powerful hunters who settle in Brown Bear Town for a period of time, and only they can enter the depths of the Black Forest alone to retrieve many rare herbs and materials, and these words come out of their mouths. ”

"Why is it only in winter?" said Leon, a little alarmed.

"They say that the monsters in the Black Forest will appear less in the winter, and it will be safer if you want to go deeper, they only appear ten days a year in the winter, but the harvest is almost more than we have in a hard year. ”

These people who come and go to Brown Bear Town are not fixed, some people appear several times a year, some people even come once or twice in a few years, and these people who cause riots are actually the most frequent, staying in Brown Bear Town for the longest time, and of course, they are also relatively weak, because they have to work more to get something.

The people in the merchant population belong to the strongest category, they enter the Black Forest for a single purpose, most of them come for a few goals, and after finding them, they will leave, and rarely stay for too long.

In fact, there are still more than a dozen hunters in the Black Forest who are hunting and gathering, and it is estimated that they will return in a few days to resell the harvest to these merchants.

"And ......" The merchant looked at several "accomplices" around him, most of them hung their heads, and they couldn't see their current expressions, the merchant was a little nervous, he pursed his dry lips, and finally said ruthlessly, "Those people seem to be the same as today...... The relationship between several people is very good, so you have to prepare everything!"

"Oh?" Leon knew that the other party meant a few people who had been killed by himself, and he smiled slightly, "Why do you want to remind me?"

"This ...... You have magnanimously given us people a chance, how can I not know about the kindness of the reciprocation!"

The merchant said in his heart that I have no strength at all, and a few of the guards have died again, if I am not afraid that there will be a real battle and die here, how can I take the risk of reminding you of these things? These words fell into the ears of those people next to me, and they didn't know what the aftermath was, as long as they could survive, they would go north immediately, the farther away the better!

Leon's gaze swirled over the prisoners, and then he said "um", "I see." ”

Then the surroundings calmed down again, and the merchant saw the cold reaction of the young lord, and his heart was half cold, and he could only secretly pray that the other party's judgment was wrong, and that it would be best if he could be free without a fight.

His prayers had apparently had no effect, and more than an hour later, a slight tremor was heard on the ground just as most of the people were drowsy.

Leon was nearing the end of his work, and there was only a small pile of indistinguishable plants left, and he was about to pick up one of the turquoise leaves when he saw the leaves tremble slightly on the ground.

Leon took out the dimensional bag and swept them away, then climbed onto the roof of a nearby house with his hands and feet, and looked out with his hands to block the still glare of the sun.

In fact, you don't need to go to a high place to see that it's the enemy, and they are coming.

In front of him were a large goblin cavalry of more than forty men, but instead of the grizzly bears seen in the Chaos Lands, the mounts were a large, muscular boar with two thick, sharp fangs standing upright on its mane-covered face, proving that the mounts were also quite capable of combat.

It seems that wild boars must be abundant in this mountain range, and the goblins know how to adapt to local conditions.

The cavalry was followed by six or seven goblin brutes on foot, one of whom was significantly larger than any of the others, and then behind them were forty infantry striding with their legs outstretched, and by looking at the distance between the two armies in front and behind, you could guess that they had traveled all the way to a short distance before charging together.

Notable are five taller, but somewhat emaciated, creatures with green skin wrapped in their bodies, ugly heads covered with fluffy, messy hair, and most notably the hooked nose in the middle of their faces that reaches in front of their mouths. And their steps were enormous, each carrying several spears on their backs and broad-bladed machetes in their hands, and they followed closely behind the whole group.

"Trolls!" exclaimed one of the prisoners.

"There's a new variety, ah......" With this thought, Leon's figure appeared at the intersection of the town.

After hearing these two words, the knowledge of trolls that I had seen came to my mind - they were brutal creatures, and they were strong in individuals, especially good at throwing and large weapons, and they had a natural ability to "heal themselves", so their vitality was extremely tenacious.

Of all races, they are able to maintain relatively good relations with a few races, including the Goblin race, which often mixes together to go out to fight, and the Goblin is responsible for breaking through the enemy's formation, while they generally annihilate the enemy's strong men from afar, as evidenced by the current situation.

This is a mixed team of first- and second-class troops of the humanoid race, and the strength of the trolls is unknown, but at least it is equivalent to the strength of the brute, if you are not prepared, it will be a hard battle, and there will even be heavy casualties.

Leon would never allow such a thing to happen, so he had already prepared a "big gift" for these intruders in advance.

The tremor of the ground became stronger and stronger, and the weight of the goblin cavalry exceeded three times that of the human cavalry, and they galloped on the ground like countless heavy hammers were beating the drum surface, causing a huge momentum, and ordinary people would weaken when they charged.

However, Leon was no longer a newcomer, and in the face of the charge of a hundred enemies, he stretched out his right hand and made a challenging gesture to them.

"Come on," thought the young lord...... "it is better to charge directly." ”

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