Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 27: Teasing Cricket

After the team was reorganized, the convoy began to roll forward, leaving two tracks of wheels crushing the grass in the wilderness, which echoed the broken limbs and bodies behind them.

There is never a shortage of cleaners on this land, and it won’t be long before all the corpses disappear.

In this battle, it seemed that there were nearly four hundred kobolds and goblins, but nearly a hundred of them were killed by the orcs in the first wave, and the rest were killed like wheat being cut, falling in large groups, while the orcs were unharmed.

Perhaps this is not enough to be called a battle, it would be more appropriate to say that it is a massacre.

There were forty-one ogres and only twenty-three goblins surviving, and they were driven away and moved along with the caravan.

During this time, a goblin seemed to be unable to see clearly his own situation. While the orcs were bragging and chatting, he rushed into the wilderness and started to escape.

In response, Muto and Zat gave each other ambiguous smiles and started to make a bet.

"Do you believe that I can kill it with one shot if I let it run fifty steps?"

Mutuo said proudly that as the strongest warrior in the tribe, no one could match his throwing ability, and even the strong ice tiger could not withstand a spear from him.

"Fifty steps? I'll let it run eighty steps first!"

Zat shrugged it off.

"Bullshit." Mutuo obviously didn't believe it.

Eighty steps, and still able to hit accurately? It admitted that this fellow of its kind was much stronger than it was. It was not impossible for him to throw a fine steel javelin eighty steps, but it was too far-fetched to be able to hit accurately.

Zat did not refute, but just held the gun in his palm and slowly calculated the positions of both sides in his mind.

When the fastest goblin was about to run to a distance of eighty steps, it roared, the veins on its thick arms bulged like earthworms, it turned sideways, and then threw forward suddenly.

call out!
The fine steel javelin rushed forward like a black line, passing through the grass, and finally with a "pop" sound, it easily pierced through the chest of the goblin and plunged into the ground with its body.

"what?"

Zat's extremely sharp shot scared Mutuo so much that he finally saw the gap between the two and immediately became depressed.

"If you are a novice, you need to practice more!"

Zat patted Muto's shoulder and spoke earnestly.

But my heart felt as if I had eaten ice cubes in summer, refreshing from the soles of my feet to my scalp.

In the past, the boss always said this to it, but I never expected that one day it would be able to say this to others.

You know what, it really feels good.

Zat trotted over with a smile on his face, pulled the steel javelin from the ground, and then pulled the goblin off it like a skewer.

When it returned to the caravan, it looked at the goblins and gnolls with a sneer, and tore the dying goblin into two halves with its bare hands in front of them.

"If anyone dares to run away again, this will be the end!"

The goblins were so frightened that they were shaking all over, and the kobolds were so scared that they tucked their tails between their legs.

Old Neil kept swallowing his saliva and his legs became weak.

It had just thought of escaping, but it didn't expect that even after running eighty steps away, it couldn't escape.

This group of orcs pretended to chat just now, but it was completely intentional. They were teasing them and waiting for them to escape before slaughtering them.

Old Neil was so desperate that he completely gave up the idea of ​​escaping.

"Just give a warning, don't make it so bloody, it's not conducive to unity."

Levi, who was lying on the cart and enjoying the cool breeze leisurely, gave a mild rebuke at this time.

"Okay boss."

Zat had long been accustomed to the incomprehensible words that came out of the boss's mouth. He threw the two halves of the body on the side of the road and finally wiped his hands casually on the grass. …

The wheels rolled for another two nights, finally gradually driving into the depths of the wilderness.

All traces of civilization have disappeared from this land. Looking around, there is only an endless plain covered with grass that grows up to ankle height in the summer.

A truly uninhabited place, a truly chaotic place, a truly vast starry sky.

Sometimes Levi would be touched by the vast wilderness and feel an unspeakable loneliness in his heart. He couldn't help but howl a few times, but the only response he got was the whistling sound of the wind in the distance.

The orc barbarians also felt bored with the dull journey and started to tease the ogres.

Tie an apple to a hemp rope and then to a wooden stick. Whoever grabs the apple gets it.

Often the dog-headed people would jump around for a long time but still fail to grab the apple. When they finally managed to grab it, they would start fighting among themselves over an apple.

The one he finally grabbed had a bruised face and nose. He swallowed it in two mouthfuls hastily, but choked and rolled his eyes.

This made a bunch of big guys laugh.

Or maybe each orc would choose a spokesperson from among the goblins, have the two sides fight, and the winner would get a bowl of leftover noodle soup.

It's just like fighting crickets.

It made the tedious journey more interesting.

Levi didn't stop him, he just warned him not to go too far.

He was bored and lay on the cart, swimming in the ocean of knowledge. Sometimes when he got tired of reading, he simply covered his face with a book and fell asleep.

Perhaps it was because of the first battle that made him famous, or perhaps the natives of the wilderness behind him were not as stupid as the goblins and ogres. They knew they were no match for fifty well-equipped orcs, so no one came to provoke them anymore.

However, this peaceful journey was a great disappointment to the orc barbarians who were eager to experience the "gift from the God of War".

The convoy stopped beside a winding river, and a temporary camp with tents stood on the flat river beach.

The orcs, whose throats were sore from chewing their dry food, could not wait to build a bonfire with stones, set up an iron pot, and start cooking potatoes and black bread.

At this time, Mutuo came up with an idea and said that he would show Levi a special skill, which was to add extra food.

Just as Levi was puzzled, this guy rushed into the goblin captives, grabbed the thinnest one among them and tied it to a rope.

He also cut down a crooked tree as thick as a human arm and made it into a simple fishing rod.

Then he started fishing with his butt sticking up in the river. The goblins on the river surface were crying and begging for mercy out of fear, looking pitiful.

The orcs watching sneered and remained unmoved.

Never be deceived by the appearance of a goblin, even though it looks pitiful now.

If it is released, it will continue to prey on other female species, torturing them day and night and using them as breeding machines.

"Hey, here we come!"

Mutuo was suddenly overjoyed. As the goblin struggled, it seemed that some creature under the water was attracted. Only a shadow could be seen under the water.

next second.

Click!

A small saw-toothed crocodile, more than two blades long, suddenly jumped out of the water and bit half of the goblin's body in one bite.

Muto flexed his muscles and exerted a slight force, throwing the two-hundred-pound sawtooth crocodile onto the shore.

Just as it was knocked unconscious, he rushed over and punched it hard, crushing its head.

(End of this chapter)