Don't mess with that dragon

Chapter 8
"Hoo, hoo!"

The kobold leader, Pooh, exhaled heavily, looking at the bloody and silent beast in front of him. Even though he was dead, the ferocious appearance made Pooh shudder, his feet trembled, and the hand that grabbed the wooden spear was still shaking. She was trembling constantly, and the dark red blood dripped down on the ground.

When the ghost-headed crocodile rushed up just now, the menacing and terrifying power made him almost think that he was going to die.

It is not without reason that kobolds are one of the lowest races on this continent. They are naturally thinner than other creatures and often do not have an advantage in battles, so they have developed a cautious and timid character. Terrified.

Therefore, kobolds are basically synonymous with cowardice in the eyes of other intelligent creatures. In the impression of many races, they are probably only a little bit better than goblins, because the kobolds who were once brave and brave are probably dead. .

If it was before, even Pooh, the leader of the kobolds, would run away immediately when encountering such a rampaging beast.

But after more than a month of training, facing the rampage of the ghost-headed crocodile, even Pooh's mind was blank at the time, but the trained instinct made him stay there unconsciously, and when he received After Austin's order, he subconsciously stabbed out the spear.

If Pooh was the only kobold, this kind of impact would knock him away with the wooden spear, but with the sharing of the other six people, he easily withstood the impact of the ghost-headed crocodile. The impact force pierced the sharp spear into the body of the ghost-headed crocodile, completing the first kill against the ferocious beast.

Tick, tick.
Blood oozed from the wound and dripped down the spear to the ground.

Until now, this group of kobolds hadn't reacted yet. With such a simple stab, the beast that could easily wipe them out in the past was killed like this.

Seeing the ferocious ghost-headed crocodile body lying silently on the ground, all the kobolds felt like they were in a dream.

"Very well, I thought there would be some accidents in your first battle, you did a good job."

A deep, thunderous voice rang in their ears, and at some point Austin had landed beside them, creating waves of swirling air.

"Hurry up and pack this thing up, and prepare to hunt the next one. I hope you will keep it."

Looking at the team of kobolds slowly coming back to their senses, Austin nodded secretly in his heart.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but after being really stained with blood, there seemed to be an indescribable transformation in this group of kobolds, and even their eyes became sharper.

It gave Austin the feeling that this team of kobolds had successfully become a qualified army after the baptism of hunting.

With the first success, the subsequent encirclement and suppression went very smoothly.

From then to the end, it was the same routine. When the ghost-headed crocodile appeared, Austin flew into the sky to "attract the monster", and then the kobolds worked together to kill him.

After more than a month of special training, the seven kobolds have been perfectly reflected in this actual combat. The cooperation between the seven has become more and more proficient. The body has been pierced by a spear.

The beheadings again and again made the kobolds more tacit understanding.

If this is a game, you can see the +1, +1, +1 experience numbers on the heads of this group of kobolds gradually increase.

Three days later, by the same lake and reservoir.

After these three days of continuous killing, the number of ghost-headed crocodiles hidden under the lake and reservoir has been reduced to a very small level, almost extinct, leaving only a few sporadic fish that slipped through the net.

At the same time, the ground next to the lake and reservoir was stained with a faint dark red color, which was the result of the blood of a large number of ghost-headed crocodiles flowing and coagulating on it, and the bloody smell permeated the air.

So far, 130 ghost-headed crocodiles have died here. All crocodile meat has become a hanging bacon hanging in front of the kobolds' houses, and even the leather armor on their bodies has been made into crocodile armor to wear on this group. On the kobold.

"Okay, take a break and sharpen your spears a little bit. This reservoir should be cleared after today."

After killing another reckless and irritable ghost-headed crocodile, Austin glanced at the group of kobolds behind him, and Austin said in a dull voice.

Then I saw the kobolds skillfully pulled out the wooden spears from the ghost-headed crocodile, and then simply disposed of the corpse and threw it into a rattan basket full of ghost-headed crocodile corpses. The blunted wooden spears were sharpened again.

This procedure has been repeated many times in the past three days. Even though the wood is made of iron-like wood, it is wood after all, and it will be damaged after a few times of use.

It was also because of these wooden spears that the time to strangle the ghost-headed crocodile was only delayed for three days.

"Damn it, I don't know if there are copper or iron mines nearby. We need to start the metallurgical industry as soon as possible."

This low efficiency obviously made Austin a little intolerable, and there are many restrictions on wooden weapons, which are far inferior to copper and iron weapons. If you want to strengthen the strength of your subordinates, this copper and iron is absolutely indispensable.

Time passed by, and soon the kobolds rested and sharpened their wooden spears again.

"Very well, ready, we begin."

Seeing the line of kobolds standing neatly, Austin couldn't help feeling a little proud.

After these three days of tempering, just standing there, this group of kobolds gave people a sense of bravery after being stained with blood, which also made Austin more confident in the plan to strangle the blood wolves in the cold winter up.

Then he killed the three ghost-headed crocodiles again according to the routine, but then the entire lake and reservoir were calm, without any waves.

"Lord Austin, has the ghost-headed crocodile in the reservoir been strangled?"

At this time, Pooh the Kobold, who smelled of blood, walked up to Austin and asked carefully.

After waiting for a long time, until the sunset, there was no ghost-headed crocodile in the entire reservoir. On the contrary, the fish in the lake seemed to feel that the ferocious hunters in the water had disappeared, and they were floating on the water in groups. Breathing oxygen.

All the signs seem to prove that the ghost-headed crocodile in this lake and reservoir has been strangled clean, and the entire lake and reservoir is safe. After all, the ghost-headed crocodile is an amphibian, and it is impossible to stay underwater for too long.

As the sun sets, the sun creates golden ripples on the lake, everything looks so beautiful.

However, for some reason, Austin's heart was covered with a bad haze.

(End of this chapter)