Chapter 76: Enemy Attack (1)

You are the guinea fowl wandering in the vegetable garden - a swearing sentence commonly used by the Alliance of Humanity and the Bemon tribe.

The rooster, who originally only mates the breed, rose to the lord's companion in an instant. This promotion speed that was faster than the Rockets made Feng Ran feel complacently regard Yang Dashuan's head as a chicken coop, and there was no more ** to come down. The slaves blinked, and it was over. With the support of the lord, this guinea fowl would be worth it.

An undercurrent quietly surged on the seemingly peaceful extinct wasteland.

The sky above Maple Leaf Town is covered with clouds.

A team of flags holding two crossed swords from the capital of the Principality of Edfran, led the tax collector to be arrogant. The convoy stopped on the edge of the wasteland. The tax collector held up the cotton hat on his head with a horse whip and grinned proudly.

Yang Dashuan was not aware of the upcoming undercurrent, but he was indeed troubled by the situation in front of him.

Only one month after spring in the land of Gru, the bandits in the wasteland continued to become active again. This time the activity was far more serious than last winter. They were everywhere. Even though Yang Dashuan strengthened the defense of the territory, these bandits were always able to find the right time to cause a certain amount of harassment and losses to the territory. Every night the elves would find a few cows and sheep missing in the herd.

There are no wild animals on the wasteland.

Except for the robbers who would do such things, Yang Dashuan could never think of anyone else.

Just yesterday, the mine not far away was also attacked by robbers. The number of robbers was not large, only a hundred. The slaves fought desperately through the terrain of the mine. After the rescue of the territory arrived, the robber left a dozen bodies and fled. For this reason, Yang Dashuan had to ask the Thirteenth Tai to re-ensure the patrol mission between the resource area and the territory. Since that day, the blood stains on these fierce centaur weapons have never dried up.

Every day, more than ten robbers are killed by them, thus becoming the nourishment for the earth.

"Our current situation is very serious!" Joan of Arc slapped the table. "These robbers have made the people in our territory unable to sleep or eat, and have seriously affected our development. I suggest that these robbers must be cleared and no one is left!"

"No!" Leren objected. "It's almost February now, and it's not long before those behemoths come to pick up the goods. We must save all the time. Those robbers are like ghosts, and there is no real shadow. If we want to find these robbers who commit crimes on the vast wasteland, it will waste more of our time."

"Also, the three-season rice in the fields is about to mature. We must harvest it quickly!" Leren did not forget to add.

Alice always remained neutral. She felt that what both of them were right and she didn't know who to help.

These trivial matters could have been left to Charlie. But when these hundred knights were beaten and fled in panic, Yang Dashuan finally realized the severity of the situation.

Spring is always the most active period for robbers. As they eat the tribe's food and livelihood, they have to plunder everywhere. Only the large tribes living in the depths of the wasteland have the courage to attack the villages on the edge of the alliance. The reason why they did not invade Maple Leaf Town was entirely because they did not realize the prosperity of Maple Leaf Town.

"We have to destroy the arrogance of these robbers!" Yang Dashuan made up his mind.

As a native of the wasteland, the leader of a large tribe, the ogre, Thad, introduced his former identity in this way. In order to fully cooperate with the Lord's action, this guy did not hide anything and vomited out the situation in the wasteland.

With the introduction of Sad, Joan of Arc recorded it one by one with a pen. Joan of Arc's beautiful font made both Lelen and Alice envious.

There were more robbers on the wasteland than locusts, which was THAAD's first sentence. But the following words made everyone feel alert.

"There are three large tribes on the wasteland. These three tribes are only qualified to live in the depths of the wasteland. These three tribes are composed of ogres, bear goblins and centaurs, and often have cross-border fighting and fighting. Within their own sphere of influence, these robbers cannot tolerate the second force."

Joan of Arc wrote down the names of these three tribes on paper.

"We have wiped out the ogre tribe!" Alice reminded in a low voice.

Joan of Arc quickly scratched it with a pen again, and there was only the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the kraft paper in the room.

"Due to food problems, many small tribes will unite after winter. They even have more than the large tribes in the depths of the wasteland, which is also the most troublesome thing for the human army!" Thad continued. "When these small tribes unite, they even have the strength to attack a town."

Yang Dashuan pursed his mouth.

Joan of Arc hurriedly marked the key points here.

"These small tribes are not united and they will disperse as soon as they fight." Yang Dashuan waved his hand. "Thad, tell me about the situation of the other two tribes."

The gathering place of centaur bandits is hundreds of kilometers away from Maple Leaf Town, and even at their speed, it will take two or three days to work. Although the centaurs are not weak in combat, for now, the situation of the bear goblin tribe in Maple Leaf Town seems to be more severe.

Unlike other tribes on the wasteland, this bear goblin tribe is composed of all bear goblins. It is no less than the strong body of the ogres, and it is their capital to survive on the wasteland. This tribe is so powerful that it makes the human army a little embarrassed - as many as three thousand young bear goblins. Such a large number is enough to form a gang. Another tribe as famous as them, the Centaur Robbers Tribe, has less than five hundred.

"Three thousand!" Leren chewed the word carefully.

Joan of Arc also stopped writing. "If you want to defeat these bear goblins, even the Human Alliance must dispatch more than three times the army. It may be too difficult for us alone!"

"More than three times, that's more than ten thousand people!" Alice was frightened by this number.

"Say!" Yang Dashuan signaled THAAD to continue. "We don't need to use these big tribes to do surgery now!"

Three thousand adult bear goblins, this is the number that Thad knew two years ago. With the reproduction speed of bear goblins like mice, their number may double in two years! This robber tribe is marked with the skeleton flag, and the entire tribe has only about 200 female bear goblins. In order to strictly abide by the rules of survival and reproduction on the wasteland, they will exile all the elderly, weak, sick and disabled on the wasteland and let them die.

This tribe continues to maintain its gradually increasing population by raising wars.

And they were the earliest robber tribe on the wasteland, unlike other crappy robbers. These guys used no wooden sticks and stones as weapons, and they had equipment no less than the regular army of humans.

Thad's description of this robber tribe made Yang Dashuan and several girls frown together.

Even if Lao Yang was arrogant, he would not think that the tribe could be killed by the few boasting slaves in his territory. After the number exceeded a certain level, the issue of quality became less important. Just like the Silver Crusade, they only met bear goblins that were twice as many as their own, so they had to choose to escape.

"What else?" Yang Dashuan asked.

Thad looked at the master's increasingly gloomy face and wondered if he should continue talking.

After hesitating for a while, THAAD continued to say that most of the robbers on the wasteland have a strong xenophobic mentality. Even if the Human Alliance sends troops to wipe out these robbers, they will fight back mercilessly in the face of human invasion. Although there are not many tribes that dare to resist, as long as some large tribes lead the lead, the small tribes will also join in order to avoid being encircled.

Yang Dashuan couldn't help but frowned.

He originally thought that after winter, the situation in the entire territory would be better. But he did not expect that the natives here would have ruined the matter. The development of the territory could not be completed quickly overnight, which means that Yang Dashuan had nothing else to reuse except the people at hand.

I searched for the building railings of the territory.

Several buildings that can recruit soldiers are still there. Although they indicate a green state, it does not mean that Yang Dashuan can have soldiers immediately after it is built.

"Master, someone is here... someone is here... the robbers are here!"

Gao Fei stumbled into the house.
Chapter completed!