Chapter 555: : Seeds of Hatred

The goblins just saw the artillery being fired slowly one after another, thinking she had a lot of stock, but it was gone!
There are a lot of materials in the slow space, and a lot of gunpowder can be made, but the paper for the gunpowder is gone.
She had all used up the papers Murphy gave her before.
After all four packs of gunpowder were fired, there was no more artillery. She stood on the top of the high mountain and watched the Gaofen rush away.
If these Goffins had finished firing their artillery, they would certainly not run away, and would even slaughter the dwarves even more presumptuously.
Fortunately they don't know.
They thought that the enemy still had many artillery hidden in their hands.
They were afraid of being killed, so they could only retreat madly outside the valley.
Outside Taniguchi, Elman, who was hiding in the bushes, raised his head and saw the Goffins running away in a hurry. He turned his head and gestured to the goblins behind him.
Immediately, four or five goblins touched through the bushes and grabbed a Goffin who fell in the end.
This Goffin had injuries on his body, and his force value dropped greatly. In addition, he was at the end, and there were almost no people around him, so the goblins immediately succeeded.
The goblins covered the Goffin's mouth, dragged him into the bushes and stunned.
A series of actions are very skillful, and it seems that this is not the first time to do this kind of binding activities.
The Goffins were busy running away, completely unaware that there was no one in the team.
Until they ran away, Irwin directed the goblins to drag the knocked Goffin out of the grass and ran towards the Swan Valley.
There is a mess in the Swan Valley, and the ground is full of broken limbs.
The surviving dwarves are looking for the remains of relatives and friends. The air is full of blood, and people cry in pain from time to time.
The atmosphere is very depressing.
Slowly found Mark, his cousin died.
Mark was very sad and sat blankly beside his uncle's body.
Slowly didn't know how to comfort him, so she patted him on the shoulder and sighed helplessly: "Sorry."
Mark still had no response.
The chief of the dwarves, Arsuo, also died.
Died under the iron hoofs of the Gaofen tribe, his body was trampled to pieces, completely unrecognizable.
As Arsor's only son, Archie endured his grief, confined his father's body, arranged for the tribe to clean up the battlefield, and slowly let the goblins to help.
They collected the remains of the unclaimed people and cremated them together.
The fire burned very vigorously, engulfing all the remains and burning them to ashes.
Since then, life and death will never meet.
According to the rules of the Dawn Continent, after death, the ashes are put into clay pots and buried in the ground of their hometown.
Because there were too many people who died this time, there were too many ashes, and there were nearly a hundred clay pots.
The goblins are good at making holes. They quickly punched a big hole, helped put those clay pots into the hole, and then swiftly added dirt and stepped on it.
Slowly took out an oak tree seed and planted it in the ground.
In the surprised eyes of everyone, the oak seed quickly took root and sprouted and grew into a small sapling.
Slowly said to Archie: "Take good care of this tree, it will protect the Swan Valley instead of them."
Archie stared at her blankly, as if he hadn't recovered from the shock of "the seed germinated and grew up in an instant". In the end, it was Irvin who gave him a push to make him recover.
Archie pointed to the sapling: "How did you do it?"
Slowly said: "This is my special ability."
Irvine whispered to Archie: "Master Slow is a shaman. She is not only very good at medicine, but also knows a lot. She helped you plant this tree. It must have her intentions. Thank her quickly!"
Shaman? Archie looked at the slowness in front of him, as if he couldn't believe it, there are still female shamans in this world? !
It is said that shamans are very mysterious, they have the magical ability to get close to nature and save lives.
The ability to slowly sprout seeds just now should be one of the shaman's skills.
Thinking of this, Archie's expression changed, he immediately bent down and saluted respectfully: "More help from Lord Shaman."
Slowly waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be polite.
This war killed more than half of the dwarves, which can be described as heavy casualties.
The dwarves who survived left a deep shadow over the war, and they also planted the seeds of hatred.
Sooner or later, they will kill the Goffins and avenge their dead relatives and friends!
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Slowly does not care about the grievances between the dwarves and the Goffins, she now cares more about her artillery and ships.
She thought that Mark would be immersed in the pain of losing a loved one, and had no intention of making artillery and big ships.
Unexpectedly, when she found Mark, he was immersed in making artillery, and it seemed that instead of being overwhelmed by grief, he was more diligent.
Slowly seeing his red eyes, he couldn't bear it: "Do you want to rest for two days before working?"
Mark was hitting the iron with sweat, with no expression on his face: "No."
"But aren't you tired?"
"I am not tired."
Slowly grabbed his wrist: "You don't look right now, I think you need to rest."
"I'll say it again, I don't need to rest!" Mark waved her hand away, her eyes were red as blood under the light of the fire, "I have to do a lot of artillery, I want to kill the Goffins, and avenge my uncle. !"
"The matter of revenge requires long-term consideration. The most important thing for you now is to take care of your body. Only when you are healthy can you do what you want to do."
"My body is very healthy. Thank you for your concern. It is very hot here. Go out and don't delay my work."
Mark issued an eviction order, and he had no choice but to leave.
She walked out of the basement and saw the goblins digging around in Mark's house. The messy house was messed up by them and it became even more messy.
Seeing it slowly came out, Irvine immediately calmed the goblins.
Ask the Lance people slowly?
Irvine hurriedly said, "He is in the backyard."
The dwarf's house was too short, and the elves could only squat when they came in. Lance felt uncomfortable, so he didn't enter the door and stayed outside.
Slowly thought for a moment: "Where did I let you catch your mouth before?"
"We locked him in the kitchen."
"Bring it out, I have something to ask him."
"Ok!"
Irvine immediately directed the goblins to open the kitchen door and drag out the Goffin who had been knocked out.
The space in the house was too small, so they slowly dragged the Goffin to the backyard.
The Goffins are very tall and need four goblins to grab all fours at the same time to drag him out.
There was a big tree in the backyard, and the goblins tied the Goffins to the trunk.
Lance, who was sleeping in the tree, was awakened. He jumped to the ground and looked at the hapless Goffin with cold eyes.
"What are you going to do to him?"
Slowly said: "Ask something from his mouth."