The Swordsman of Faerûn

Chapter 3 Brother and Sister
The goblins stared at the large canvas package on the ground, their small dark yellow eyes were full of greed, the goblin leader gave a "clack" and swung his iron sword, and all the goblins rushed up in a panic.

Chen Jinyang often saw goblins as short creatures in novels and games in his previous life.No matter what is described in the novel or what is seen in front of his eyes, no matter what happens, he will be killed as cannon fodder. Of course, Chen Jinyang is not afraid at all. With a swing of the wooden spear in his hand, a goblin who rushed to the front was pierced through the throat and flew away. Taking advantage of the momentum, he shot and tore apart the other goblin's head, and then stepped back and stabbed three goblins in the face one after another.Although many moves are limited to the body and cannot be done, Chen Jinyang still picked five people face to face, but within a few breaths, the five goblins died four times and one head was opened. Not far from death.The place where Chen Jinyang stood was backed by a big tree, and on both sides were tree root protrusions more than one meter high. The entire contact surface was only enough for four or five goblins to stand side by side.Goblins don't have the tradition of the revolutionary ancestors of the Celestial Dynasty. When the goblins in front fell down, the goblins in the back suddenly panicked, stopped and cowered, causing the goblin leader to yell and jump.

Chen Jinyang shouted when he saw the opportunity, rushed into the group of goblins with his spear, and kept walking, stabbing forward and back with the wooden spear in his hand, swiping left and right, wounding more than a dozen goblins in one breath, and the rest of the goblins scattered in shock. Yes, the goblin leader was even more stunned.They have never seen such a perverted character. It is not that they have never seen a powerful warrior before, but no matter how powerful a warrior is, he will slash him with a sword. He will cut three or four at the top of the sky, and most of them can escape with their lives; It doesn't look like this one, but in the blink of an eye, there are less than thirty goblins in total, and more than half of them have fallen down, and there is no time to run.

The rest of the goblins fled into the dense forest in a swarm, and Chen Jinyang didn't bother to chase them, but the leader of the goblins was a bit interesting. The other goblins ran away, but he was still standing here bravely, with the wooden spear pointing at his nose, and he didn't move.When the goblin leader came back to his senses, a bloody wooden spear pointed right in front of his eyes, his asshole tightened, and he was almost incontinent in fright.

(The leader of the goblins cried: I don’t want to either! I was so scared that I forgot to run, or I ran away earlier. Now that the spear is pointed at the head, who dares to move! Look at the flesh and blood on the spearhead, it’s all It’s a blood lesson! Even if I want to move, I can’t move, my calves are out of order.)
Chen Jinyang pointed at the goblin leader with a wooden spear, and was about to kill it. The goblin leader suddenly threw away the sword in his hand and knelt on the ground, took off the horned helmet with both hands and held the "cuckoo quack" as if to say something, with a sincere expression like The knight in estrus who presented roses to the beautiful princess was so skillful as if he had been rehearsed hundreds of times.Chen Jinyang was taken aback by the move of the goblin leader. I dare say the monsters here have a high IQ, so they are willing to surrender.The ogre was dealt with by him in a few breaths last time, and he didn't seem to have any wisdom, but this time he gained insight.

He picked up the ox horn helmet in the hands of the goblin leader with great interest. It looked quite unique, but it smelled bad. It would be a good idea to take it back and wash it and give it to Misha as a meeting gift.Just thinking about it, Chen Jinyang suddenly felt cold under his feet, and looked down to see that the goblin leader was hugging his big feet and licking them violently.

"Damn it! What kind of immorality is this?" Chen Jinyang, who felt a little bit in his heart, raised his foot and kicked the goblin leader away.

The leader of the goblin who flew several meters away held his head pitifully, squatted on the ground and hummed "cuckoo".Chen Jinyang felt that the boss was boring, and he didn't care about the wounded or dead goblins on the ground. He wiped off the flesh and blood attached to the wooden spear, picked up the iron sword lost by the goblin leader, went back to the tree and stuffed it on the back of the package, and put the horn helmet in the wooden bucket. In the left hand, the right holds the spear and turns away.

Chen Jinyang had just walked not far, but when he turned around, he saw the leader of the goblins following behind. "Get out! Be careful I'll whip you!" Chen Jinyang said as he waved his spear in a whipping gesture.

Although the goblin leader couldn't understand what he said, he could understand the whipping action, "Zi Liu" and hid behind the tree.He didn't dare to show his head until Chen Jinyang was far away, and followed him on tiptoe.

Going all the way to the west of the sun, Chen Jinyang finally saw Nome Village.The tall fence built of thick logs protects the entire Nome village, only the tall wooden watchtower and half of the roof are exposed; there is a wide dirt road between the village and the jungle, and two militiamen with spears are patrolling on the fence , always alert to the threat from the hidden forest.

Chen Jinyang glanced behind him and smiled slightly, thinking about whether there was anything missing in his body: Hmm!The big package can be said to be picked up, but the fool who escaped the catastrophe is too clean, and the blood-stained wooden spear and horn helmet should not appear.

Pushing the wooden spear hard into the ground behind the tree, Chen Jinyang also stuffed the horn helmet into the package. They should not have to open the package to check; they sprinkled some dirt on their bodies, and wiped a few times on their faces and foreheads. After all the troubles, Chen Jinyang directly turned into an African refugee fleeing for refuge, the kind who just got out of the groundhog's den and was fed rice.

African refugees!Oh no, it was Chen Jinyang who was dragging a package half as tall as a person, and ran towards the gate of the village with a wooden barrel in his arms.The patrolling militiamen saw a fleeing traveler coming out of the forest, carrying a big package and running towards here desperately, their hearts tightened, and they stared at the forest exit. One of them picked up the wooden mallet beside him at any time. Get ready to ring the alarm bells.

Until Chen Jinyang, who was outside, ran to the gate, except for a goblin showing his head at the edge of the forest, there was no big movement in the forest.Feeling puzzled, the militiaman stood on the fence and asked the big, disheveled man below:

"Friends from afar, what happened."

"Oh! Tempus! William! It's William! You're alive!"

"Oh! Poor little William! Look at your dirty body. Where's your hair? What terrible thing happened?" The two militiamen recognized William at a glance, even though William had no eyebrows and hair, and his face was full of scars. It was dirt, and just looking at that familiar smirk, the two militiamen immediately recognized him—the big, silly William in the village.

"Only William can do this kind of embarrassing thing of being chased by a goblin and running away. When we go to the tavern to drink at night, there will be new topics to talk about." The two villagers understood in their hearts.

With the purest and sweetest smile, Chen Jinyang raised his head and looked at the two guards. Seeing the two guards excited and excited, yelling loudly, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and finally passed the first level.

The two militiamen hurriedly got down the fence, opened the iron-clad wooden gate, slapped Chen Jinyang, who was almost a head taller than themselves, and welcomed him into the village with great enthusiasm.Looking at the two "over-enthusiastic" militiamen, Chen Jinyang thought elatedly: It seems that this idiot himself has quite a status in the village.However, if he knew the real reason and thoughts of the two of them being so enthusiastic, Chen Jinyang would definitely slap them to death with the greatest strength.

Chen Jinyang left the two gatekeepers with a smirk, carried the wooden barrel, picked up the package, and ran to William's cabin.

The village of Nome is about the size of a football field. In the middle near the gate is a large two-story wooden house—Seru Tavern. In front of the tavern is an open space for parking trucks and stables. Behind the tavern are rows of small wooden houses where villagers live. The log cabin is William's home.Chen Jinyang came to the wooden house and put down the wooden barrel and canvas bag, and gently pushed open the wooden door that was concealed. There was a wooden bed against the wall in the wooden house, which was cushioned with thick hay and covered with worn-out woolen blankets. A little girl with fiery red curly hair folded her hands on her chest and prayed silently with her eyes closed.The little girl wore a large gray linen top that could almost be used as a quilt cover. Blue blood vessels and bones could be seen under her fair skin. She was so thin that it made people feel distressed. She had a pale and delicate face with a pious and serious appearance. The cuteness makes people feel sad. I think this is William's little sister Misha.

Looking at the thin Misha'er, Chen Jinyang had a sore nose, and tears flowed down involuntarily. "Why am I crying, hey! What an old man! Hey! It's too embarrassing!" Chen Jinyang was going crazy. Although the little girl looked distressing, it wasn't enough to make him burst into tears the moment he met At this point, the tears couldn't be stopped.

The little girl didn't hear the sound of Chen Jinyang's pushing the door, only when she heard Chen Jinyang's sneezing, she realized that there was someone more in the room. When she opened her red and swollen eyes, she saw a big face full of tears, which shocked her. He looked like he was about to cry when he curled his mouth, but after a few careful glances, he was recognized:
"William! Whoop whoop!"

"William! Huh, Misha thought I'd never see you again!"

"William! Brother! I'm so scared! Woohoo." Misha'er cried and fell down. Chen Jinyang hurried over and hugged Misha'er's body as light as a rush, and the tears flowed harder , crying with the little girl.Almost insane, Chen Jinyang put his arms around Misha'er with one hand, and patted her thigh with the other.

"What's wrong with me! Uh uh uh" a big old man cried like this, Chen Jinyang felt that he had never been so embarrassed in his life.

Even if my life is gone, even if my soul is gone, I still can't forget the family affection flowing in my blood and the love carved into my bones. —William, the ghost of the dead.

Chen Jinyang felt that Misha'er's crying was getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared. Looking down, Misha'er was curled up in her arms and fell asleep with her eyes closed. There was a smile on her little face with tears stained, so peaceful and peaceful. .

Chen Jinyang picked up the sleeping elf and put it on the bed, touched her cold little hands, pulled the blanket to cover her, and felt that the blanket was too hard to prick her hands.With a sad heart, Chen Jinyang took off the animal skin on his body, wrapped Mi Sha'er up, dragged it into the canvas bag from the outside, pulled out a sleeping bag and stuffed it into the bed.Chen Jinyang, who had no clothes to hide his shame, inspected the house without shame. The whole wooden house was about fifteen feet long and ten feet wide, with a wooden bed, a three-foot wooden table, and an old wooden box. The walls were covered with hay Two floor bunks, found a pair of torn trousers in an old wooden box and put them on, Chen Jinyang finally stopped being frank.

He emptied out the contents of the rucksack, piled the woolen blanket and four sleeping bags on the dry grass on the ground, and stuffed the iron sword, dagger, and portable knapsack under the bed, along with the rucksack.He carried the wooden bucket to the stable to fetch water, and was about to wash the horn helmet. As for the plaster on his body, he had to wait for someone to remind him to show his flaws.

(End of this chapter)