Mount and Blade System: Start from Pioneer Lords.

Chapter 28 Arrival
"Boss, how is it? I'm a professional at fishing alligators."

Mutuo proudly pulled the dying goblin out of the saw-tooth crocodile's mouth and threw it aside, then grabbed the saw-tooth crocodile's tail and lifted it up.

"Only once." Levi shook his head helplessly, put his hands behind his back, and wondered whether he should try it too.

After all, he was a qualified fisherman in his previous life, so it was inevitable that he felt a little itchy at this time.

Muto is not only good at catching crocodiles, but can also handle sawtooth crocodiles perfectly.

This crocodile was quite fat, and after gutting it there were hundreds of pounds of meat, which was put into two large iron pots to be boiled.

Just add some coarse salt and wild onion chopped into it, and a rich aroma will come to your face.

This made the ogres and goblins nearby swallow their saliva continuously, and the batter made of crocodile intestines mixed with weeds and some coarse flour in their hands no longer smelled good.

If it weren't for the fifty muscular savages who were eyeing him hungrily, he would have pounced on it and fought for it.

The well-informed Levi took a sip from the soup bowl and praised it repeatedly. The fish soup was so delicious that it seemed to have relieved some of the fatigue from sleeping in the open air for several days.

In the camp, a row of muscular men were squatting on the ground, holding their soup bowls and sipping soup with a series of slurping sounds.

Together with the sound of the Adam's apple rolling next to it, they form a pleasant melody in the wilderness.

"Then... that who? Come here."

Levi suddenly waved towards the group of gnolls.

"Master, my name is Old Neil." After confirming that Levi was looking at him, Old Neil trotted over with a wooden bowl in his hand, looking flattering: "What can I do for you, Old Neil?"

"This is a reward for you." Levi took out a large piece of fish meat as white as jade from the iron pot and put it in its bowl.

Just as Old Neil was stunned, Levi patted it on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Old Neil, right? I think highly of you, so don't let me down."

Old Neil was flattered and nodded quickly: "I will definitely live up to the master's trust!"

"Go ahead and work hard. There may be a place for you in my team in the future."

When Old Neil returned to his seat, he felt that everything that had just happened was like a dream, and the words in his mind made his mood fluctuate.

Finally, the aroma coming from the wooden bowl brought it back to reality, and the fist-sized fish meat made it salivate.

He looked up at the black, goblin-like food in the broken bowls and the jealous looks on their faces.

It couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority.

It seems that joining this human master is not a wrong decision.

But soon, the red eyes and eager movements of the goblins and gnolls frightened it.

This group of lowly creatures may not dare to snatch food from those orcs, but they certainly dare to snatch it from it!
With its old arms and legs, it definitely can’t compete with these little guys.

It suddenly had an idea and quickly called out to the group, "Big Dog, Little Dog."

The two most muscular gnolls crawled out from among them.

"Clan leader."

Although they were shouting, their eyes never left the fish, and saliva was streaming from the corners of their mouths.

"I need you two to act as my guards. I'll share half of the fish with you later." Old Neil said quickly and concisely.

These two kobolds were the strongest among its offspring, but their brains were a little slow. Upon hearing this, the two kobolds immediately protected Old Neil behind them, glaring at their fellow tribesmen and goblins in front of them.

They didn't know what the guards were, but they understood that they also had a share of the fish meat, and these damn goblins were stealing their things by stealing the fish meat!
The goblins, who had been unable to hold back any longer, pounced on them instantly and a fight broke out between the two sides.

Although there are many goblins, these green-skinned dwarves are generally only about 1.3 blades strong, while the two kobolds are sturdy and have 1.6 blades strong.

For a moment, I was really stopped by them.

As for the ogres, although they were also eyeing the fish, they had not yet made a move.

Because Old Neil is not only their nominal patriarch, but also, physiologically speaking from the human family concept, at least half of them are his descendants.

Old Neil was afraid that the two guards were not enough to resist this group of goblins, so he shouted sternly to his fellow tribesmen.

"This is the food that the noble master rewarded me. If we serve him well, you can also get it. Now the first step is to help me teach these damn goblins a lesson! Let them know that we are the master's most loyal servants!"

The ogres looked at each other at first, a little hesitant, but finally all joined the fight with ferocious looks on their faces. Forty ogres quickly beat more than twenty goblins to the ground.

Levi, who was watching from a distance, nodded with satisfaction. Old Neil was smarter than he had imagined and could be trained more.

"Go and watch them, don't let them die."

The orcs who were watching the show with their bowls in hand, heard their leader's instructions, quickly finished their rice in a few big mouthfuls, wiped their mouths and walked away.

As several orcs came over, the strong sense of oppression made the kobold immediately stop what he was doing, and he stood there at a loss.

Following their leader's instructions, the orcs poured the remaining soup and bone residue in the iron pot into a wooden barrel and brought it to Old Neil.

"The boss said that these things are at your disposal."

The orc barbarian finished speaking in a muffled voice and left without looking back.

If Levi hadn't ordered it, it wouldn't have wanted to say a word to these wilderness mice. A jackal is not worthy of associating with a lion!

Old Neil looked up and saw Levi, who was sitting on a rock in the distance, smiling at him.

It was immediately flattered, feeling that everything it had just done was recognized, and its body couldn't help but straighten up a little.

At the same time, he said to the dog-headed people, "See, this is the food that the master has given us. As long as we serve the master well, we will never go hungry again."

After saying that, it also knew that its group of puppies could not wait any longer, so it picked up the soup spoon and began to organize them to come up one by one to get a spoonful of fish soup.

Into the bowls of Dog Da and Dog Er, it put the only two small pieces of fish meat.

The well-fed dog-headed people lay on the grass with a satisfied look on their faces, stroking their round bellies. They had never eaten such delicious food before.

The salt and the visible drops of oil filled in the missing parts.

Not only did the goblins only have some porridge mixed with foreign objects to eat, they were also beaten. They huddled together for warmth, half dead.

It perfectly illustrates that the joys and sorrows of different animals are different.

The next day, the convoy set off again.

When the sun was about to set, everyone finally found a trace of civilization on this land.

It was a small wooden house on a hill. The afterglow of the setting sun was in a clever position, giving the green hill and the small wooden house a layer of gold, which was brilliant and dazzling.

(End of this chapter)