The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 466 Allen’s methods

The southern area of ​​Namur Fortress is mostly hilly areas extending from the branches of the Cattor Mountains. There are not many mountains nor high mountains, but it is difficult to walk, so few caravans and travelers pass through places other than the trade routes.

However, in the past few days, there have been many more figures in the hilly areas, constantly shuttling between the short hills.

"Ow~~~~~~"

A long wolf howl in the middle of the night slowly conveyed information to the surroundings. After a while, another wolf howl echoed from the distant hills.

"Good buddy, after the mission is over, I will cook you a big meal when you go back!!"

A dwarf warrior wore a set of heavy armor and crouched in a dense bush. If it weren't for the emerald green color of his exposed skin, many people would probably see this dwarf as a strong dwarf at first glance.

Few dwarves wear such heavy armor and move around in the wild, because their relatively weak strength is not enough to support them wearing this armor as heavy as an iron barrel.

However, perhaps everyone wouldn't be so surprised if they noticed another companion lying on the ground next to the dwarf.

The companion of the dwarf warrior is a strong adult warg. The thick dark brown hair makes it blend into the night. A pair of bright pupils with green light are constantly scanning the surroundings. A pair of The ears that were raised high were twitching continuously.

"Wow."

The warg responded lowly to his companion, seemingly satisfied with the dwarf's promise.

"However, if you can help me find another target, I will go to the ranch to help you bring back a cow and cook you a whole cow feast. How about that?"

Stroking the soft hair on the warg's body, the dwarf said seductively, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Ouch!!"

The warg stood up from the ground and immediately compared the dwarf goblin next to it. Regardless of height or size, the dwarf goblin warrior was completely crushed in front of the standing warg.

After the warg gave the dwarf a sentimental look, the dwarf chuckled, jumped on the wolf's back with a clang, and quickly disappeared into the hills, one person and one rider.

rustle! rustle!
  Troll Shadow Walker Warren moved forward cautiously in the curved valley. Whenever he noticed the slightest movement, he would quickly hide behind the shadows of shrubs, stone walls, etc., and be ready to hide in the shadows at any time.

Born in the Church of Nature, he originally lived a very ordinary life. He was mainly responsible for the security work of the Church's layout in Namur Fortress, and also spread the concept of the God of Nature. However, following a sudden change in the Namur Fortress a few days ago, the whereabouts of Bishop Blake, the main person in charge of the church in the Ajinaga tribe, was unknown, which immediately made hundreds of members of the church feel uneasy.

Subsequently, a curfew policy began to be implemented in the fortress, and the number of goblin warriors patrolling also began to increase. After Bishop Black did not see his appearance for two or three days, the human priest Henry, who was half orc blood, made a decision to destroy the Ajinaga tribe. Please report the matter to the Mansha City General Assembly.

Warren himself became one of the dozen or so members delivering the message.

The fortress has been under strict blockade, and few people can enter and exit freely. Warren and the others also spent a lot of effort to hide out from the Namur Fortress. I originally thought that everyone's journey would be much easier outside the wilderness, but when everyone walked on the business road in coordination with each other at a certain safe distance, and the leading member suddenly warned them, everyone realized that the danger had always been there. Be there for them.

The team was disrupted, other members scattered, and Warren sneaked directly towards the hilly area.

On the way, Warren was almost discovered by a group of goblin soldiers, but fortunately, he cast his shadow jump in time and crossed the direction where the goblin soldiers were searching.

"Ouch!!"

The warg's nose is constantly sniffing the air, and its ears are also listening for the movements around it. Compared with the dwarf warrior on its back, the warg's sense of smell and hearing are not as effective at detecting hidden enemies.

When the warg turned its head and finally let out a low warning sound while staring straight in a certain direction, the dwarf warrior on its back also tacitly drew out a steel spear that was much longer than his own height. The legs clamped tightly around the warg's lower abdomen.

Whoosh! !

The vigorous limbs began to gallop, and as the warg stepped rhythmically, the dwarf goblin warrior holding the spear at an angle lowered his body and stared intently ahead.

Warren, who had always been alert, suddenly felt a rhythmic rustling sound in his ears, and it was quickly approaching his location. Immediately, Warren began to mobilize the shadow energy in his body to connect with the shadow plane. It was not until his body was protected by the shadow plane and disappeared into the material plane that Warren relaxed a little.

If it weren't for the fact that every minute of hiding in the shadow plane consumes the energy in his body and slows down his progress, Warren would even be willing to use his stealth skills to keep on going.

A hundred meters away to the left, a tall and fast warg caught Warren's eyes. He had encountered several such wargs along the way, but none of them were noticed by the opponent. Therefore, the approaching warg at this time Warren wasn't too worried about the wolf, and the knight behind it.

But even so, Warren couldn't help but tighten the dagger in his hand and be ready to respond to attacks at any time. This is the combat quality that Warren has accumulated through many years of adventure and has penetrated into his bones.

The warg showed no obvious signs of slowing down and seemed unaware of his own presence, which somewhat made Warren feel a little complacent. But before this trace of complacency had time to dissipate, according to Warren's judgment, the warg that should have passed him by had turned slightly when it was only five meters away from him, and looked through the pair of radiant eyes. , sharp wolf eyes, Warren even saw a hint of playfulness.

Ding! ! !
  His good fighting skills allowed him to launch a hasty and fierce attack, which was eventually blocked by Warren. But because of this charge, Warren's body was inevitably ejected from the shadow, revealing his true body in front of Yilang Yiqi.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, do you really think you can hide it from the eyes and ears of my family?"

Not far away, the warg slowly drew an arc and turned its head again. From its back, a dwarf warrior wearing armor and holding a spear proudly greeted Warren.

"Ouch!!!"

The warg is not only echoing the praise of its companions, but also warning other companions around it.

"Ouch!!"

"Ouch!!" On the distant hills, after receiving the reminder, each warg howled loudly, and at the same time began to accelerate slowly, and the knight carrying it ran towards the direction of the warg.

Warren had a solemn expression on his face, and without waiting for the warg in front to kill him, he turned around and started his escape.

Another protracted chase began in these hills. Teams of vigorous wargs and their knights hunted their prey skillfully.

In Namur Fortress, there was also no peace. Finally, someone dared to stand up and protest to Allen.

In a bloody night, countless goblin heads fell to the ground, and many goblins were even missing their bodies, making everyone in the city's families, large and small, feel in danger.

Although Allen has ordered a strict wartime patrol system to be implemented, it is not difficult for the goblins in the city who have lived there since childhood to communicate.

"Chief Allen, why did you massacre the leader and supervisor of my Ajinaga tribe for no reason?"

A bugbear wearing a strong suit of armor stood in front of Allen emotionally and asked questions loudly.

Behind Bugbear, there were dozens of companions who came with him to join the group to put pressure on Allen.

In the alleyway farther away, countless people were crowded, watching the scene in front of them with wide eyes, ready to respond to the leaders and supervisors who were the backbone of the clan at any time.

Although when Bilaire died, everyone was confused by Allen's operation and missed the first and perhaps only opportunity to resist Allen's rule.

In the following time, many people actually knew that there might be other problems with the death of Patriarch Bilaire, but the selfish character in the hearts of the wilderness natives ultimately determined that they could no longer unify people and do what Allen did. Fight decisively.

Most of the goblins who could guess the inside story behind Bilaire's death were shrewd. Naturally, they would not be able to resist in the future and only wanted to protect themselves. I don't know when, the disappearance of Elder Mano, who was regarded as the last hope by everyone, also spread out. For the middle-level people of a powerful tribe, this was simply the last straw that destroyed their will to resist.

Without the legendary strongman sitting in the Ajinaga tribe, their tribe would not even be qualified to hold members of the Alliance Council. According to the regulations of the Alliance Parliament, if a tribe does not have a legendary powerhouse for fifty consecutive years, then the tribe will automatically lose its qualifications as a member of the parliament.

But in fact, in the history of the Mansha Council, the tribe that lost its legendary strongman would soon be divided by members of several other neighboring tribes within fifty years. If there are tribes of the same race among the neighbors, that's fine. The most everyone can do is change tribes. But if there are no tribes of the same race around, then the results for ordinary people of that tribe will often be miserable.

It is precisely based on these considerations that the will of the Ajinaga tribe to resist Allen is not so strong.

But last night's massacre made these guys feel a huge threat. If Allen, the legendary strongman, is still planning to purge the middle and high-level people of the previous tribe in large quantities, then the dozens or hundreds of tribal leaders and supervisors present will not be safe. He would not be killed by Allen.

"They are not innocent. According to my understanding, these guys are closely related to the assassination of Chief Biler. Therefore, for the safety of the Ajinaga tribe, I personally eradicated this group of scourges."

Allen opened his eyes and told lies, his expression was very hypocritical.

"But don't worry, everyone, I have eliminated all the guys related to this matter last night. From now on, as long as everyone obeys my arrangements and obeys my leadership, then everyone's life will continue as usual, and I will not Too much intervention.”

"Of course, I also need everyone to support my work. In order to better manage the Ajinaga tribe, I want to promote 6 commanders and supervisors from among you to take charge of the defense, commerce, agriculture, etc. of the Ajinaga tribe. important work.”

"Everyone happens to be here, so tell me who is suitable for these six positions?"

"It doesn't matter, you can also recommend yourself! After all, my understanding of the Ajinaga tribe is not as deep as you goblins who have been living in the tribe, so it is much easier for you to manage these things than for me. right?"

Allen smiled in his heart, it was really not easy to dismantle the group of guys in front of him.

It just so happened that among the guys killed last night, they had a lot of power. If they were left to the group of guys in front of them, they wouldn't take the bait.

In fact, since the last time Allen took Ariel, Maggot Eyes and others to hold a meeting with the middle and high-level leaders of the Ajinaga tribe and declared his existence, someone has already sneakily found Luke and others. Moved closer to them.

As Allen's words came out, the group of goblins who had been talking in unison before gradually began to feel hesitant in each other's eyes, and at the same time, a fire of ambition began to ignite in their hearts.

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you some unfortunate news. Your tribe's representative in Mansha City, Sean, sent a messenger back and said that your tribe's elder Mano, my good friend, was in the Os Canyon with an unknown legend. There was a fight and his whereabouts are still unknown.”

"If you don't believe what I say, you can go to the messenger sent by your tribe to verify it, or go to the priests of the Natural Church to learn about the situation."

Although many well-informed leaders already knew the news, when Allen made the information about Mano's disappearance public, it still caused an uproar.

"This is impossible!!"

"It's him……"

"Hey Phils, shut up and stop talking nonsense!!"

There was chaos in the field. The old god Allen suddenly flew into the air and looked down at the group of leaders below. The aura of domineering naturally formed by holding high positions for many years slowly spread out, matching his status as a legendary strongman and The mental pressure, although he didn't say another word, was enough to show his will.

The chaotic situation in the field gradually calmed down. A group of goblins with various complex emotions slowly lowered their heads that were not straight enough under the gaze of Allen's majestic eyes.

Not knowing how long time had passed, Allen nodded with satisfaction.

"You all should go down and think about the matter of the six tribal leaders and supervisors. I welcome you to come to me for recommendations, or recommend yourself!!"

(End of this chapter)