Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair

Generally speaking, the more complex the plan, the better, especially when you need to face or avoid stronger people. On the contrary, it is more effective to be surprised occasionally.

The more complex it is, the more mistakes it makes and the easier it is to fail. Nearby are Nazaran and the Black Dragon Lich, and far away, as far as Ron knows, there were three consecutive emperors of a kingdom, three brothers.

The powerful ministers controlled power and supported puppets, but the three generations of emperors refused to give in. They conspired with their ministers to overthrow the powerful ministers. However, the result was that they were regicided three times in a row. Finally, it was not until the fourth term that the powerful official was tricked into a trap and ended his life.

When you have a brain, it is not as useful as a board and a knife. It was precisely because Evander was aware of this that he considered introducing an unrelated outsider into the plan, in an attempt to disrupt Gilenis and others.

Let’s not talk about success or failure for the time being. On the contrary, Ron encountered a similar situation: along the way, everyone mainly discussed how to find the tribe that kidnapped Elden, and what rhetoric and price to use. Or act to make the other party wisely let Elden go. But they never expected that when they arrived in the town of Fromm two days later, they would see something unexpected.

"We have enough supplies. We don't need to go to Fromm to resupply. Let's start turning north from here to avoid attracting too much..." Victoria repeated the conclusion they had reached before. However, before she finished speaking, the man walking in front But her eyes suddenly widened and she looked straight ahead.

"That's... Fromm Town, what happened..." The pastor's trembling voice penetrated everyone's eardrums.

"It seems like someone is attacking the town!" Drayford's slightly shrill voice reached everyone's eardrums from the treetops above their heads at the right time.

"Can you see clearly who it is?" Ivy was surprised and asked quickly.

"No matter who he is, he is definitely not a good person! We have to go and take a look!" Sera is more results-oriented, and at this moment, she has grasped the Canglan Grip on her back.

Sylvia Yue was not so reckless. She knew that Ron's idea was to have as few extraneous matters as possible, so she just looked at Ron and didn't say much.

Ron didn't have the idea of ​​​​sitting aside, but the town of Frome was not a dispensable place. The stories of Ron and most of his companions began here, and Victoria was born here. What's more, this place is still some distance from where they turned. If there is any force attacking Fromm at this moment, they will not be able to escape the battlefield at all!

"Lord...can we wait here for a while...?" Hearing that there was a battle ahead, Shuke's face changed again and again, and finally looked at Ron palely, "It must be those people from the north. , they have already come here..."

Shuke has personally experienced battles with creatures from the ice and snow. As the northern part of the earth has been experiencing constant disasters in the past few years, the tribes that cannot support it have long since migrated to the south, just like Sera's tribe and Like Karad, the rest are almost all extremely vicious and powerful guys. The nightmare scene of that day was still before his eyes, and Shuke asked himself, he definitely didn't want to experience it again.

"Fromm Town, I'm afraid we can't resist. Waiting will only make the situation worse." Ron was silent for a moment and shook his head. "Everyone, please stay hidden. Let's get closer and see from which angle we can help Wei Wei." Mayor Kedo.”

"Yes, sir!" Victoria immediately responded loudly. They looked at each other and immediately dispersed the formation in a tacit understanding. Using the surrounding environment as cover, they moved towards Fromm Town.

Ron nodded slightly towards somewhere, and the monk in the shadow understood, and disappeared with a vague fluctuation. Ron himself and Sylvia opened the spell book and each checked the spells prepared today.

The arcane spells in the spell book are not completely suitable for such an encounter, but if added with alchemy potions and magic scrolls, they can already form a certain degree of deterrence.

As everyone moved forward cautiously, when they hid behind a hill near Frome, they had a clear view of the situation in front of the town.

The town of Fromm was indeed attacked, and the scale was larger than everyone expected. Just from a cursory glance, at least three tribes (because they were three different races) participated. They let out bursts of war cries and charged towards the fragile city wall of Fromm Town, and What they responded to was only sporadic arrow rain and spells. Only when a large number of enemies were approaching, two or three tobacco powder barrels would be detonated, forcing the offensive back slightly.

"The number of tobacco powder barrels is quite limited. If this continues, Mayor Victor will have difficulty even staying until dark." As a former defender of Frome Town, no one here knows the town's situation better than Victoria.

This is helpless. Fromm Town's defense force is not designed to handle a battle of this level.

"Look at the distance," Drayford's eyes flashed as sharply as an eagle. He raised his hand and pointed to the back of the tribes, where an unusual mist shrouded the surrounding environment, making it vaguely visible. , there seems to be some huge shadows in it, and the appearance cannot be seen clearly.

But their terrifying size alone was enough for Ron and others to guess their identities.

"Frost Giant..." Shuke held a pair of daggers in his hands, suppressing the fear in his heart and spit out this word.

Frost giants, ranked fourth in the strict hierarchy of giants, live in remote and cold areas of the world. Anything warmer than freshly killed moose meat is tantamount to fire to them. Just as sailors fear the low whistle of the wind that heralds the storm, so the inhabitants of the Frozen Mountains and the Northern Icefields tremble at the sound of the trumpet announcing the arrival of the grim blue-skinned descendants of Thorem.

Under normal weather conditions, these cruel and ruthless predators would never appear in this location, but the extra cold winter gave them an extra area of ​​activity, allowing these giants who relied on strength to determine their status even internally to actually go. Got here.

Their rank among the giants is not high, and cannot be compared with the cloud giants offended by the planeswalker Masarino; but it is not low either, and the hill giants are not worth mentioning in their eyes.

This position of neither superior nor inferior determines that they will be the most "rebellious spirit" among all giants. A strong enough frost giant is likely to be not satisfied with ruling similar or weaker creatures, but try to conquer them. Fire giants or cloud giants, the goal of these reformers is usually to impose their own race's understanding of order on other giants, thereby achieving the goal of violating order.

It is precisely because frost giants always have such ambition and aggression that when other races look at giants, they usually list them as the most dangerous category, instead of higher-ranking fire giants, cloud giants or storm giants. giant.