In the world of sword and magic, the social structure is similar to that of medieval Europe.
The so-called nobles only have a nice name, but nine out of ten are useless. They are ignorant, greedy, and stupid, and they are just shit-making machines. So when a noble with acceptable abilities appears, it is really like a 'saint descended from heaven'.
But Zhou Qingfeng didn't realize how good he was. If he were good, he should have led hundreds of people to fight, instead of just leading a dozen people to hold an 'armed parade' - if he could really bring a bunch of people out, he would only be able to lead them.
I'm afraid it would be embarrassing to care about the beginning and not the end.
After waiting by the woods at the intersection for two full hours, the sentry sent to the mortar pit ran back in panic and stammered the report: "Master Hugo, those goblins are here, in large numbers, and there are several more."
A big guy."
What is a large quantity?
What are these big guys?
Zhou Qingfeng frowned angrily and asked the question many times. Only the old dwarf stepped forward to explain it before he finally figured it out.
The number is very large, that is, more than thirty. It cannot be counted on the fingers. The servant serving as a sentinel can't even count his toes, and he can only sweat profusely. But it should not be more than fifty, otherwise the servant will only
I was afraid that I would be frightened and faint on the way.
As for the "big guys", I spent a long time asking about the "bugbears" who are relatives of the goblins. This is a variant of the goblins. Just from the name, you can tell that they are very big and are more terrifying than ordinary orcs.
Bugbears are cunning, violent, and ferocious, and are generally used as officers among goblins. They are thick and powerful, have a keen sense of smell, and know certain tactics. When provoked, they are prone to going crazy and launching mindless attacks that will not stop until death.
This is not an easy enemy to deal with.
When they heard that the enemy was numerically superior and that there were still several powerful Bugbears standing guard, the 'warriors' who came out with Zhou Qingfeng turned pale and felt depressed and fearful. They looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what to do?
Zhou Qingfeng dared to bet that if Bugbear appeared right now, his losers would immediately scream and run away without even looking back.
"What are you afraid of? Aren't they just a few bugbears?" Zhou Qingfeng had to stand up to encourage morale, "I am a man who has even killed the leader of the sludge monsters, so leave the bugbears to me. Just kill those 'Ocs'
Just the barking goblins will do."
Hahaha......
As soon as he said this, everyone felt better.
When the sky falls, there is a tall man who holds it up, and now the 'tall man' is Uncle Zhou. He takes care of the hardest and most difficult work, and the others feel much more relaxed and can all laugh.
The old dwarf lowered his voice and asked, "Can you really deal with bugbears? They are cunning and suspicious by nature, so they are really difficult to deal with."
Zhou Qingfeng could only bite the bullet and said: "Don't worry, I have a solution."
The old dwarf was dubious and said no more.
Zhou Qingfeng was under great pressure. He quickly called the servants sent out to investigate and asked carefully how far away the enemy was and how the formation was arranged. After asking carefully, he divided his dozen 'warriors' into two
Group.
"Everyone please stay quiet, don't talk, and cock your crossbows. The goblin train will arrive in about half a quarter of an hour. Whoever I give the order to shoot at will be the one you shoot at?"
"Remember, bugbears are at the back of the baggage train. So when the goblin convoy appears later, no one is allowed to shoot first. Let the enemy's front line pass and kill the ones that pose the greatest threat first. If anyone disobeys the order and shoots indiscriminately, I will
Kill him first."
When the 'warriors' heard this, they were all stunned - Emotional boss, you said, 'I'll leave it to you to deal with', is that how you deal with it? Doesn't this force us to fight to the death?
Zhou Qingfeng had no time to talk nonsense. He personally acted as the supervisor of the battle team, standing behind the two groups of men, with a tough tone and a fierce face. He divided the work with the old dwarf, each leading a group. When the bugbears appear later, focus their fire on them first.
A few big guys.
The serious order suddenly made the atmosphere tense, and all the 'warriors' entered a fighting state - many people's teeth began to rattle, their breathing was rapid, and they were sweating profusely.
The people of the Voodoo Swamp have never done such a 'big thing'. They used to be submissive, running away when in trouble and hiding when in danger. This is the first time that they have taken the initiative to provoke the Magru tribe, the most powerful tribe in the Black Forest.
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It would be fine if the target was just goblins, but bugbears are much more powerful than goblins. It is inevitable that some people will be anxious, looking left and right, and habitually want to escape. If someone takes the lead, the dozens of people in front of them may be unable to control themselves.
live.
The old dwarf has been with these losers for a long time and knows their characters very well. He also knows that now the arrow is on the string and he has to shoot. Once he retreats, all his efforts will be in vain, so he also stood up and shouted: "Whoever dares to escape now, I will kill him
Catch him and dissect him."
No one in the Voodoo Swamp is afraid of what the dwarf witch doctor did. After all, Old Borg can be considered an adventurer who can cast spells, and he is also particularly cold-blooded and ruthless. He forces everyone to clean up their pettiness and grit their teeth to think about how to fight.
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After the high-pressure, Zhou Qingfeng shouted in a low voice: "As long as we kill two bugbears, the other goblins will never be our opponents. Old Borg and I only need half of the supplies we will rob later, and the remaining half will be given to you."
Share. Guarantee you to make a fortune."
Use coercion and inducement to win people's hearts by force.
Hearing that they could share half of the benefits, a group of rabble finally showed a bit of murderous intent to "put themselves to death before living". No matter how many nice words you say, it is better to just give benefits. There must be brave men under heavy rewards. In order to fight for wealth, there are still some people who are willing to do so.
Desperately.
The woods at the intersection finally became quiet. Everyone held their breath and stared, waiting for the enemy to appear. About five or six minutes later, the sound of creaking wheels was heard not far away from the road.
Not long after, the sour smell unique to goblins floated in the wind. At the head were twenty or so goblin soldiers holding short spears, walking lazily in front. They fought with each other, and occasionally chased each other, but there was no trace of anything.
Tension.
There were a dozen goblin archers behind them, looking around, not knowing what to say.
The ambush team was delighted. It was always a good thing that the enemy was unsuspecting. Some people wanted to speak and whisper to each other with a smile on their faces, but when Zhou Qingfeng glared at them fiercely and pointed a crossbow arrow at them, they quickly remembered to keep quiet.
The leading goblin passed by, followed by several vehicles pulled by mules and horses at a very slow speed. Some human slaves were responsible for driving, and from time to time they were whipped with whips by the much shorter goblins, making them tremble.
The towed vehicle should be baggage, with piles of sacks filled with food. After all, hundreds of goblins have surrounded the White Crow camp, and food must be delivered to them.
At the end of the convoy, two tall bugbears were holding their own weapons and talking in a low voice. They spoke in goblin language, and they didn't know what they were talking about, and they showed ferocious smiles from time to time.
The convoy was getting closer and closer, Zhou Qingfeng's own heartbeat was also accelerating, and the air in the woods became tense. A dozen light crossbows were slowly moving their sights, aiming at the target that was about to enter the killing range.
At this moment, one bugbear twitched its nose, sniffed the air suspiciously, and muttered a few times. The other bugbear grabbed the heavy hammer on its shoulder and looked towards the woods where Zhou Qingfeng was ambushing.
It's not good. My opponent seems to have discovered something...