As Lawrence said before, these two goblins did not doubt why there was a wild boar lying here. After discovering the wild boar, they jumped up excitedly and made a wow sound. The two goblins celebrated for several minutes.
One person grabbed one of the wild boar's hind hoofs, and then dragged the wild boar forward along the trodden road.
"They will cook and eat this wild boar soon." Watching the two goblins dragging the wild boar away, the ranger whispered to everyone, "Goblins basically don't have the habit of hoarding things. They just need to find food.
It's eaten as quickly as possible. But wild boars like this are a little more troublesome because they need some time to cook."
"In terms of food distribution, the goblins will allocate their harvests from strong to weak." The ranger showed a smile at this. "So if everything goes well, the one who gets hit will be the best fighter among the goblin tribe."
That part of.”
What followed was a period of waiting. Lawrence and the others sat there quietly and waited under the cover of the bushes. It was not until more than 40 minutes later that the ranger stood up and said, "Okay, those goblins are cooking."
The method is to peel off the sheep skin, chop the mutton into pieces and cook it in the pot, and put all the edible things they can find into the pot. So I think they should have eaten those things by this time, and the medicine should also be taken.
It’s working.”
Because the wild boar had been stabbed several times just now, the two goblins left an obvious blood trail on the ground when they dragged the wild boar away. Lawrence and his team followed the blood trail and chased it.
After walking a short distance, a stench that gradually became stronger guided them on the way. After avoiding several traps, they successfully arrived at a place not far from the goblin's lair where they could see the lair.
The stench comes from goblin excrement. As creatures with generally low intelligence, they do not know how to build or use toilets, so all places around the tribe are their toilets.
"The potion worked." said the ranger walking in front. This was an obvious fact, because everyone saw more than a dozen goblins lying on the ground in the open space surrounded by the broken shacks, and some individuals
The goblin who stood up swayed as if he was drunk, and fell to the ground after taking a few steps.
"Whoosh——." In order to ensure that these goblins were not setting a trap, the soldier picked up a stone at least as big as half a brick and threw it at one of the goblins. With a snap, the goblin's head was twice as big as the stone.
The stone deflated immediately after hitting it, and it looked like it was dead. However, the goblins around it just screamed twice and barely crawled away. No goblin stood up to escape or fight back.
"Gunner, you provide us with cover here, and everyone else will come along." After warning the retired soldier, the other four people rushed into the goblin tribe with the soldier as the spearhead.
Lawrence, as the warlock, was placed at the back. He held a loaded pistol in one hand and a hollow iron pipe with a thick octagonal nut screwed on the top in the other hand.
Seeing someone rushing in, the goblins lying on the ground screamed immediately, and then they all looked at Lawrence and the others with surprised faces. These goblins used their obviously overworked brains to think and believed that they had an absolute advantage in numbers.
So everyone became excited and even used their arms to support themselves and tried to get up.
But the efforts of most of the goblins failed. Their hands slipping on the ground and fell down. Only a few guys who looked stronger than other goblins rushed up, but were easily defeated by the warrior who was at the front.
He knocked them down one by one with the hammer in his hand.
"Bang!" A goblin ran out of the bushes on the side and was opened by Lawrence with a water pipe. Then a gunshot was heard in the distance. Then a goblin holding a short wooden bow and arrow and wearing iron-plated leather armor came from the side.
A tree fell. It was obvious that the goblin attempted a sneak attack, but was directly shot to death by the magic gunner who provided fire support.
"How come there are so many goblins still moving?" The priest who walked at the end opened a goblin with the sharp little sickle in his right hand and frowned. "I just put enough medicine in that wild boar to kill three or four people."
Ten cows, theoretically speaking, the anesthetic given to each of these goblins is enough to make them all pass out."
"Either this place is just an outpost, or there is something in this goblin tribe that we haven't detected clearly." Listening to the priest's chatter, Lawrence answered, and at the same time raised the pistol in his left hand and fired three shots in succession before climbing to the top of the house.
And three guys on the tree were holding sharpened and blackened javelins, preparing for a sneak attack.
About 40 goblins joined in the siege against Lawrence and the others, but because they were so organized and disorganized, their counterattack directly turned into an act of killing people.
The number of goblins in this tribe is still limited, so after more than 40 goblins were killed, there were only corpses and guys who couldn't get up after being poisoned in the open space.
However, instead of feeling relaxed, the team members were all on heightened alert. After all, the situation here was different from what they imagined, and everyone felt that this group of goblins might have some backup plan.
The four members of the team simultaneously focused their attention on the house in the center of the tribe that was one size larger than the other houses, because if there was a conspiracy, these obviously distinctive buildings were more likely to hide fatal dangers.
"Boom!" Just as Lawrence and the others were staring at the house, a huge but weak howl came from the room, and then the whole room was shaken by a strong force from the inside out.
exploded.
In an instant, the wood, stones and a series of things used to build the room flew up for a certain distance, and then fell back to the earth under the influence of gravity. Many goblins lying on the ground unable to move were dropped from the sky.
Killed and injured by stones or wood.
The four of them immediately saw the true appearance of the guy who had been hiding in the big house. It was a brown, five- to six-meter-tall guy, weighing more than a ton by visual inspection. It looked like it was barely humanoid.
The head on the drooped shoulders was wearing a fully enclosed helmet, and the body was hunched. The long arms almost dragged to the ground.
This monster is not empty-handed like the beasts. He is covered with some simple leather armor made of beasts' furs, bones and metal fragments. One hand holds a tree stump as a shield, and the other hand
The one on top is holding a big head with various metal fragments nailed to one end. On his back, he also carries five or six wooden javelins with one end sharpened and burnt.
This is an ogre, and its appearance also allowed Lawrence and the others to solve the mystery in their hearts. It was obvious that this guy ate most of the wild boar, which is why so many goblins are still moving.
s reason.
"Damn it!" Lawrence heard the priest next to him curse. "Ogres are born with a certain resistance to poison. I think the anesthetics I just used may not have the expected effect."
"Woo--" Taking advantage of the sudden attack that broke through the house, the ogre pulled out a wooden javelin as thick as a bowl from behind and threw it at Lawrence and the others.
However, the accuracy of this blow was really terrible. The javelin was seven or eight meters away from the nearest person.
The reason for all this is the anesthetic that the priest poured into the wild boar just now. Even though the ogre is sufficiently resistant to the poison, the Agricultural Church's special anesthetic for large creatures such as pigs or cattle still has a partial effect.
I saw the ogre staggering slightly out of the ruins of the completely destroyed room after missing a hit. As a result, when it stepped over a beam, it stepped directly on the belly of a goblin. In an instant, the ogre staggered out of the ruins of the completely destroyed room.
The goblin that had been struggling just now became silent, and the bright red blood immediately dyed the ground red.