There are hundreds of monsters living here, and the bull monster is just one of them. As long as you have enough strength, it is easier to have enough food.

The elf tribe was a mountain range in the past, and this mountain range was also called the Elf Mountain Range, and there were no less than twenty elf tribes living in it. Crossing the Elf Mountain Range is where the Troy Human Empire and the Red Moon Elf Kingdom junction. Those human merchants came by the small paths of the Elf Mountain Range.

Elf tribe? Yang Chenyu raised his eyebrows and immediately asked the leader if the elf tribe really has a world tree?

Hearing Yang Chenyu's words, the leader shook his head. Not every Berserker tribe has a good relationship with the elves. For the elves, the muscles of the berserkers and dwarves are as rude as they are, and it is difficult for the elves to have a good impression of them. But in general, the berserkers are somewhat cleaner than the dwarves. Therefore, many elves have signed offensive and defensive alliances with the nearby Berserker tribes to defend against foreign enemies.

This Berserker tribe named Simba is too close to the Aoire Forest and there is no elves around it. Moreover, the elves tribe will not be stationed on the grassland, so the Simba tribe has no many allies, and the only ally is the Golden Hammer Dwarf tribe, which is hundreds of miles away.

Well, there are indeed many races in this world, and even each major race has various subspecies.

For example, this berserker is a branch under the human race. However, because the ancestors of the berserkers embarked on another path of evolution, the mainstream human race no longer recognizes the human identity of the berserkers, but summarizes it into alien races.

But in fact, the berserkers are branches of the human race. As for the dwarves, there are many subspecies. For example, the Golden Hammer Tribe, which is related to the Simba tribe, is the mainstream race of the dwarves. They are good at digging, alchemy, and forging. They are craftsmen in this world who are good at making various weapons and armor. Of course, their combat power is also not weak. Sledgehammers that are taller than their bodies can easily swing. Whoever dares to anger them will be bombarded by the sledgehammer.

Although they have no magic power, they can obtain special effects by inscribed magic arrays on weapons and armor and filling in magic core powder.

Yang Chenyu nodded. It seemed that this was a refining weapon from another world. It felt that there were some similarities with talismans. You could go and take a look, not to mention that you also need to go to the Elf Tribe to pass through the Golden Hammer Tribe.

The next day, Yang Chenyu refused the request of the berserker leader to accompany him and followed the instructions of the berserker leader and walked alone.

After leaving the Simba tribe, Yang Chenyu threw out a paper crane. The paper crane hangs in the air and suddenly expands. Yang Chenyu stepped on the paper crane and walked forward.

There are many species on this grassland. Yang Chenyu walked along the river and saw many strange creatures that had never been seen in the original world.

For example, poisonous snakes with two heads, small fish that can spew out water arrows, rabbits that can hide their bodies in a blink of an eye, etc.

Hum? There was a noise coming from the front, and Yang Chenyu waved his hand to hide his figure, driving the paper crane to approach quietly.

It turned out that a group of goblins who were only above their knees were surrounding a convoy.

These goblins are typical examples of bullying the weak and fearing the strong. If the enemy is strong, they will turn into birds and beasts and scatter and escape. If the opponent is less than their own, they will be full of courage and turn into robbers blocking the road.

The convoy may have been attacked by some monster before, and the three carriages seemed a little damaged, connected to each other, and more than a dozen strong men in leather armor were surrounded by swords and leather armor. Most of them were injured. The strong smell of blood attracted these goblins who looked like jackals.

The number of goblins exceeded 300. Faced with more than a dozen wounded and exhausted human mercenaries, the goblins naturally had the courage to burst into flames, holding all kinds of ragged weapons they picked up from somewhere and shouting around the carriage.

"Let go, weapon, no, die!"

"Immortal!"

"Diet! Have meat to eat!"

"woman!"

Various seemingly inexplicable voices came from the goblins, but made the human mercenaries even more nervous. If the goblins were not the example of not speaking or not, they would probably have rushed forward, even if these human mercenaries were not injured, they would probably have been chopped to the ground.

After the goblins yelled for a while, the curtain on the first carriage quietly opened a small gap, and a crisp female voice came from the carriage: "Uncle Cran."

A mercenary with a bearded face waved the big sword in his hand, intimidated the goblins, then carefully retreated, leaned on the carriage and replied: "Yani, don't come out, you will stimulate these stinky shit!"

"Uncle Crane, I'm wondering if I can use food to get them back?" the woman hiding in the carriage said as she handed out a piece of white bread, covered with butter.

"Not good!" As a stroll on the grassland for many years, Cran knew something bad when he saw the bread. At first, the mercenaries could still deter the goblins from approaching, but don't use food to lure them, otherwise it will become a straw that will overwhelm the camels, making these goblins who have long been hungry and their eyes turned green to completely eliminate their fear and concern for the mercenaries.

What happened next was indeed as Crane expected. Just as the bread appeared, almost all the goblins twitched their noses like mice, and then hundreds of pairs of green eyes stared at the carriage.

The aroma of the bread and butter was like pouring a drop of cold water into a oil pan, which made the goblins boil.

"What?"

"carrion?"

"No! pancake!"

"Fruit?"

"tasty!"

"Delicious! Sure!"

"Delicious! Delicious! Delicious! Delicious!"

The goblins' arguments were finally turned into a sentence, delicious, sure!

Then one of the goblins, who was much taller than other goblins, jumped out, holding a big wooden stick full of iron nails and shouting: "It's delicious, grab it! Go!"

It is obvious that this goblin should be the leader. Under his instigation, some goblins who were already burned by hunger rushed over, but were attacked by the mercenaries. With a sword, the goblins who rushed to the front were killed one after another. The goblins following behind were aroused by the bloody scene, and their courage suddenly shrank. They threw down their weapons and ran away in a mess. The goblin leader was so angry that he punched and kicked.

However, after seeing the blood, those goblins were unwilling to go forward to die no matter how the leader beat and scolded him.

After all, the individual strength gap between this human mercenary and the goblin is quite large. No matter how many human mercenaries say they can fight about ten goblins alone. With more than ten mercenaries working together, how can those goblins rush over? To be continued)

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