Major lazily leaned against the tree and lit his pipe. This battle really let him down. It was unchallenging and easier than beating up children. The only advantage was that beating these goblins didn't require any endurance.
Moral pressure. It must be admitted that the goblins are very organized and disciplined, and they can even play some tactics. However, the huge gap in individual strength makes this battle with fewer enemies and more without any suspense.
It doesn't even have any exercise value.
Major finished his cigarette and walked up to the goblin who looked like a leader and fought like a leader.
Squire still wanted to pretend to be dead, but the growing urine stain on his pants betrayed him. A foul smell made Major cover his nose. He quickly stood aside.
"Get out of here, if you keep pretending, I will let the wolf bite you open." Major issued a terrible threat. After spending time with goblins these days, Major has discovered that this is a race that fears power and is nakedly cruel.
You can make them stand in awe in the shortest possible time.
Squire got up with a grunt, fell at Major's feet, and grabbed the ground with his head. "Spare your life, noble human. Please forgive this helpless and aging poor Goblin. He still has a large group of children to feed."
He shouted at the top of his lungs, his emotions were so intense that even the scars on his face turned red.
"Stop your tricks. I won't kill prisoners, but I will kill prisoners who lie." Major knocked off the ash on the tree trunk. "There are a few questions. If you answer them to my satisfaction, I will let you go."
.If I find the lie...my wolf especially likes goblin liver, and it's hot."
Simon showed his teeth in response.
"Speak everything you know, noble human being." Squire has completely lost the courage to be clever. An old soldier always knows who cannot be messed with. The calmness shown in this man has already shown that he is a man who has experienced hundreds of battles and has experienced a lot.
People who have been baptized in blood and fire.
"How many goblin tribes are there in Golden Wind Forest?"
"Two, my lord." Squire used the honorific unconsciously. "We are the Iron Oak Tribe. The other is the Rock Tribe."
"How many people are there in your two tribes? Who is the chief?"
"There are three hundred and twenty-five people in our tribe, including 177 warriors. The chief is the great Fire Ax Vazquez." Squire couldn't help but puffed up his chest. "The Giant Rock tribe is slightly smaller, and their chief is Iron Fist.
The Ruvas Giant Rock Tribe was originally just an inconspicuous small tribe, but a mysterious tiger man came some time ago, which not only greatly increased the strength of Iron Fist, but also brought a lot of sophisticated weapons and equipment. It soon provoked
During the war, our Iron Oak Tribe fought hard and managed to maintain a balance of power. But I don’t think we can hold on for long. Because..."
Squire lowered his voice. "Because I heard that this Khajiit is from the Black Flame Brotherhood."
Oh? Major didn't expect that there would be people from the Black Flame Brotherhood everywhere he went. He was vaguely aware that the Black Flame Brotherhood seemed to be playing a big game. What did they want?
Squire saw that Major was silent and his face was uncertain. He thought he was thinking about how to deal with himself, so he quickly took out a skill scroll from his arms and held it on his head.
"My lord, please allow me to show you a little respect."
Major felt a little strange, so he took it and took a look.
Manipulate the flying ax (operating system): Make your flying ax change the trajectory in the air - an ax, a surprise.
What is this? Major glanced at it, showed no interest, and threw it back to Squire.
"You are quite capable. But I am satisfied with your answer and do not need this respect. Now take me to see your chief, Mr. Fireaxe Vazquez."
"What do you mean, sir?" Squier hesitated a little, and brought the enemy back to the tribe. This was a crime of decapitation.
"Don't worry, I just want to negotiate a deal with him." Major said. "And he will definitely accept it happily, and maybe he will even give you a credit."
Although Squire didn't quite believe it, he had no choice. He couldn't fight again and again, so he ran away... The wolf had been watching eagerly beside him. Even if he was going to die, he would try to die as late as possible.
He got up from the ground and was about to turn around to greet his men, but found that those cowards had sneaked away at some point.
"I will lead the way for you, my lord." He stepped onto the path.
Major followed him, enjoying the scenery very leisurely. On earth, as a pure loser who works all day long for a living, he had no time to go sightseeing. He had to avoid small long holidays such as May 11th.
I am catching up on my sleep at home, not to mention that every scenic spot I go to is crowded with people, and I don’t know whether I am watching people or watching the scenery. How can I be as leisurely and comfortable as I am today.
Jinfeng Forest is very ordinary. It may be named because it is almost entirely made up of deciduous trees, which turn golden in autumn. However, except for the path under your feet, it is almost completely original and natural.
Taking a dog for a walk in the primeval forest was once a luxury dream of Major's, but he didn't expect it to come true today. Although the goblin walking in front was a bit of an eyesore, it didn't matter.
But it didn't take long for Major's good mood to be ruined.
A group of goblins rushed out of the forest with their claws and teeth. Judging from the posture, they also set up an ambush, blocking them from both sides. Look at those Goblin warriors who maintained a perfect distance between each other. They looked more powerful than Squire.
The tactical literacy of his subordinates is higher.
The leader was obviously more powerful than Squire. He charged forward, holding a long knife in his hand, and rushed over with full posture.
Squire yelled and quickly jumped to the side holding his head. Simon was also missing as always.
Major looked at the guy who was charging towards him with a knife-wielding posture, and it seemed a bit familiar. Before he had time to think about it, the opponent had already rushed in front of him, raised his long knife high, and slashed hard, straight up and down, without any surprise.
Major had already seen that he was following the fierce momentum, but his center of gravity was unsteady. He swayed slightly to the left and was about to punch him in the waist.
However, the opponent turned his wrist and slashed at Major's calf. Although the change of this move was sudden and the movement was considered skillful, his movements seemed clumsy and stiff.
Major raised his feet to dodge, and was about to punch away, when suddenly his heart moved and he recognized this move.
Isn't this the move that Windosa Munroe's skeleton used when it attacked him in the Mystical Sphere?
His mind turned, and he passed the goblin, twisting and rushing into the soldiers behind him. Although these soldiers were capable of wielding swords and guns, they had obviously learned a few basic movements. Although there were many people, they were stronger.
However, in front of Major, he would inevitably suffer the same fate as his previous counterparts.
Major rushed into the enemy formation, as if he was strolling in a leisurely way, without stopping, and fell a goblin in one encounter. This time he showed no mercy, punching to the flesh. Although he did not use all his strength, he did not hold back either.
The goblin soldier lay down with his fist in his hand, and the sound of ribs breaking could be heard endlessly. The goblin captain with a long sword chased after him, but he could not keep up with Major's speed. He could only watch his men change in the blink of an eye.
He became a wounded man lying on the ground wailing.
Major cleaned up his men and freed up his hands, ready to deal with the captain. On the one hand, he wanted to see this guy's moves clearly to confirm his own ideas. On the other hand, he also wanted to practice his boxing skills, although this guy was not a martial artist.
, it can still be considered an opponent, which is better than nothing.
The Goblin Captain's eyes were blood red. When he saw Major standing still, he rushed forward with a roar and used the same move just now, slashing down with his sword.
Major still did his old trick, ducking out of the way, raising his feet to dodge the next move, and instead of punching when he showed his weakness, he jumped up.
Sure enough, the opponent dwarfed and raised the long knife backhand. Major flew up in mid-air and kicked his hand. With a click, the long knife flew out and pierced the tree trunk not far away.
The Goblin Captain groaned, hugged his wrist, turned around and wanted to run away. Of course, Major would not let him get what he wanted. He chased after him in two steps, kicked him down, and randomly stepped on his face.
"Who did you learn your sword skills from?"
This guy was tough and shouted in a low voice: "Kill me! The human killer Spring will never bow to humans."
Major didn't bother to talk nonsense to him and knelt down and put his right hand on Spring's forehead.
Memory acquisition.
He is not very willing to use this skill because he always feels it is immoral. But since the other party calls himself a human killer, this skill is the most suitable.
As the spell sounded, the human killer Spring rolled his eyes, screamed, and his limbs trembled violently as if they were electrified.
…
After a while, Major clapped his hands and stood up, with a serious look on his face, and stepped on Spring's neck, ending his pain neatly.
Squire looked at this scene in horror and accidentally wet his pants again. He couldn't help but be glad that he had made a wise choice. Otherwise, he would have suffered the same fate as Spring.
"Continue to lead the way, and be faster this time!" the brutal man ordered.