The poor creature was startled, and then she immediately huddled together and looked at the red rock with a wince.
Char quickened his pace, and soon they crossed the rocks, and the poor worm finally saw the goblins.
From the looks of it, these guys are sorry for the dreaded notoriety they have in the wildfire fields.
Even, at first glance, the appearance of these goblins is a little ridiculous.
The whole body was covered with green skin like a frog in a pond after the summer rain, the pointed and protruding ears of the donkey, and the wide and thick nose like a carrot poked in the face, these guys, without hair or beard, had a huge head, but their bodies were disproportionately thin, at least from the fact that they were only about 130 centimeters tall, the proportions of the big head and the body were obviously very incongruous.
The little creatures cowered behind the rocks, mouths full of sharp, short, rotten teeth, and stared at Char and the poor worm with a strange and strange look.
What was especially fresh to the poor creatures was that the goblins had long arms that hung down enough to reach their knees.
The first time you see these guys, it's hard to feel any intimidation of these things, first they look skinny, then they look poor and dirty.
Yes, these goblins are even more beggars than beggars, and only one of these guys hiding behind the rocks is wearing relatively complete clothes, and it is only a broken sack that I don't know where it came from, and the sack has cut three holes and can put its head and arms out of it.
And there was another guy with a weapon in his hand, which was the hind limb bone of some kind of large animal, and a sharp stone was tied to the top of the bone to increase its lethality.
And this guy also nailed a set of "armor" with some messy things.
God, what kind of armor is this?
Look at the material of the armor: two pieces of broken copper, a pile of bark, and a few pieces of rotten wood, plus something like a rope net.
The poor worm looked at it for a while, and was a little suspicious: "These guys are goblins" "Yes."
Char nodded.
"But they don't look as scary as they say."
The poor worm was puzzled.
Char smiled: "There is also a distinction between strong and weak in goblins.
These are wanderers who belong to no tribe.
The real danger is the goblin tribes.
Don't look at a single goblin as weak and timid, but if you come across hundreds of these guys, and they've been hungry for days, you know they're great. ” Indeed, after Char said this, the poor insect realized that the eyes of these things were very similar to a group of earth dogs living in the wild, a little cowering, a little timid, but also a little bit of fierceness and hostility.
Char didn't pay attention to the dirty guys who followed him, and still strode forward.
It was only when the guys got a little closer that Char stopped, stopped to pick up the stones, and threw them at the guys while shouting and threatening.
When it was a little darker, the poor worm noticed that the goblin wanderers who were following him were gone.
They found a huge skeleton in the wilderness, presumably belonging to some large animal, but whether it was a bison or a camel or something else, the poor worm could not tell.
This huge white bone lay across the ground, and the huge ribs were arranged evenly one by one, and what was amazing was that there was not a single animal skin on the entire skeleton, which was obviously not the result of natural decay, but someone had completely removed its flesh and skin, and it was so clean.
As he got closer, the poor worm saw on the skeleton a dense patch of teeth gnawing "It's a goblin, and apparently only a goblin can do it, shaving the meat so clean."
Char casually pulled out a bone and weighed it twice in his hand: "It seems that the time of death is not more than ten days, the bones are still very hard, and the water has not been completely lost." ” "Why, I feel like you know these things very well," the poor creature looked at Char suspiciously.
Char didn't answer this question, but directly took out the wolf skin of the bloodthirsty wolf and draped it on the skeleton of this beast bone, which happened to be a natural small tent.
"We'll sleep here tonight."
Char made a decision.
Dinner was roast wolf meat, and the meat of the bloodthirsty wolf was some.
Although the wolf meat was a little sour and hard, it was still very tough and difficult to bite, but the poor worm was very strong to endure.
Because he didn't care to complain about the unpalatable wolf meat, he sat by the campfire and bit the wolf meat all night, but he clearly felt that in the surrounding wilderness, I don't know how many pairs of eyes were secretly staring at him, and those covetous eyes were greedy, hungry, fierce, and timid.
Even, he seemed to clearly hear the sound of swallowing saliva from the dark wilderness.
There was even the sound of rattling teeth, which made the poor worm a little creepy.
"They're spying on us."
The poor insect had the heart to remind this smug turtle that this turtle seemed to be very alert.
"I know."
Char was lying on the bones with his head in his hands, his eyes closed, enjoying the warmth of the fire: "One on the left, two on the right, one in the front and one in the back, and some movement in the distance" At this point, he rolled over and faced the poor worm: "Don't worry, they won't provoke us for the time being."
Goblins are timid, they are a group of daring creatures that must be numerous.
The goblin criterion is that against two human warriors, it takes more than twenty goblin warriors to achieve a landslide victory.
Goblins are generally not very smart, and their criteria for judging affairs are surprisingly simple: those who have weapons are samurai, and those who are unarmed are civilians.
And luckily, you're wearing leather armor and I'm carrying an axe, so these guys are treating us like human warriors.
Therefore, they will definitely wait until there are more than twenty of them before they attack. ” "How is that possible?"
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Poor creature didn't believe it: "If it takes so long to deal with two human warriors, then why did I hear that many caravans will also be attacked by goblins" "That's a rumor."
Char was dismissive: "In the wildfire field, rumors are always the most popular thing.
Goblins aren't as scary as you might think, and while they're annoying, they're at least not as scary as the legends say.
Most of the legends about how terrible the goblins are are made up by humans.
In particular, as far as I know, many of the horrific legends about the wildfire fields were deliberately created by some large merchant groups.
In this way, everyone is afraid of the danger in the wildfire field, and everyone does not dare to take this trade route, only they dare to form a caravan to trade."
"But I've heard that these goblins will catch people, and eat them, and grind bones into powder, and fur into blankets, and boil fat into oil."
"These may be true, but humans are alien to them anyway.
And isn't it strange that we humans treat cattle and sheep like this?
Char yawned, "But the truth is, goblins rarely attack human ranks with armed men.
There are indeed a lot of humans who died at the hands of goblins in the wildfire field, but most of them are those small caravans who are bold, hold a fluke mentality, and want to make a fortune, and take risks to carry goods across the wildfire field. ” "But you said goblins would have to wait so long to attack two people" "I'm talking about samurai, you idiot."
Char shook his head: "Goblins are very bold in attacking human civilians.
But now to them, we are human warriors, and they understand that we are armed, and they think of us as a group of adventurers and mercenaries.
The Earth Elves of the Wildfire Plains have suffered from the losses of many human adventurers, so they have learned to be cautious.
If we hadn't carried weapons, they would have swarmed a long time ago."
"But" "Don't worry, this is only the edge of the goblin territory, and there are no big goblin tribes around, so if we have to gather twenty goblin warriors to deal with us, I'm afraid it will take a long time.
Those wandering goblins don't dare to provoke us, I know more than you know more about sleeping here, don't worry, no matter what, I won't joke with my life.
Char rolled over.
The poor insect lay down for a while, and the terrible sounds brought by the cold wind in the wilderness still frightened her heart, and after enduring it for a while, she still couldn't help it: "I can lean on you closer, well, it's still a little cold here."
Char didn't say anything, but the poor worm waited for a while, and finally took the initiative to come up and lie down next to Char.
There was still a smell of earth on the turtle's body, but the hot feeling seemed to make the poor worm's heart feel steady.
Of course, more importantly, his perverted aesthetics make the poor worm not have to worry about this turtle being rude to himself
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