Vol 19 Chapter 5: : Mortal Game, Heart of Steel

As a militia captain, Burr is undoubtedly qualified. When he mentioned the women and children in the village, Zhu Peng was stupefied and almost saw the morale of the militia members increasing by +3, +5, and +10 on their heads.
Morale is even more important to a force than combat strength, because if the morale is exhausted and the team collapses, the combat strength cannot be reflected.
However, as a military commander, Burr undoubtedly failed.
Even if Zhu Peng loses 40% of his memory and knowledge, he also knows that when facing a military fortress that cannot be ascertained, it is best not to attack hard. However, Burr drew out his sword and picked up his iron shield. Already roared and rushed forward first.
Zhu Peng hesitated, but seeing that other militiamen around him had followed and rushed forward, he had to gritted his teeth to keep up. It is a taboo for soldiers to follow a wrong order instead of letting soldiers fall into it. At a loss.
However, whether the village militiamen or the kobolds, the military qualities of both sides seemed to be poor. When Burr led 18 village militiamen and rushed out aggressively, the kobolds guarding outside saw nearly twenty running out. The first reaction of a human being with a weapon was not to send a signal or to fight a defensive battle, but to abandon the wooden spear in his hand, and use his hands and feet to run into the lair like a dog.
Kobolds are timid by nature. When facing enemies of similar size, they will only attack when there are twice as many enemies. If the situation is not good in the battle, these guys will quickly disperse and flee, just like this time. Normal at the moment.
The embarrassing posture of the kobold guards undoubtedly completely aroused the morale of the village militia. Except for the militia captain Burr, who is a retired soldier, the other militias are mostly farmers who work in agriculture. They are not alert and morale is high. The formation that had been barely maintained was gradually disorganized.
"Captain, it's easy to defend and difficult to attack. The lanes are narrow and dark, do you let the brothers slow down?" Zhu Peng still couldn't hold it back after all, he rushed to the spirited Burr and whispered.
"...You don't know, these farmers are timid and afraid of death. If they don't boost their morale, their combat power will be very unstable. Let them charge. I have already surveyed here. There are only more than 20 kobolds. It's okay." Burr still attaches great importance to the half-elf ranger he just "recruited", and although he is a little unhappy, he is still willing to explain.
However, Zhu Peng became more and more chilled as he listened. There are more than twenty kobolds, so where are they now?
No matter how timid the kobolds are, they don't even lack the courage to protect the nest. When protecting the nest and cubs, even female goblins will show the courage to face the liger.
"Retreat, the situation is not right, everyone retire!" Zhu Peng finally refused to care about Burr's authority and face. At this moment, in his eyes, the dim laneway in front of him has turned into a coveted beast's blood.
However, it was too late.
The scattered militia team has rushed too deep. In a wide stone hall, several militia fighters suddenly screamed. They all stepped on one foot into a trap hole that was not obvious on the surface. , The sole of the foot is directly penetrated by the wooden thorns inside.
Kobolds will set up simple traps. Although their average intelligence is low, there is a small chance that high-intelligence casters will be born among them.
"Retreat, there is an ambush, retreat!" Burr originally planned to scold Zhu Peng, but the screams were heard before the words were spoken. He saw the feet of four or five militiamen stepping into the trap hole. Er's cheeks turned white with a sigh, and immediately afterwards, he gave an order to be more asshole.
"Retreat you M, hold a shield, shrink your formation, protect your companions, and defend in place." Originally, Zhu Peng’s prestige could not be comparable to that of the militia captain Burr, but if Burr’s orders were followed, it would be equivalent to giving up his side Companions, so these militiamen hesitated.
Immediately after Zhu Peng issued an order, under the superposition of his own wishes and Zhu Peng's order, the remaining militiamen contracted with their shields to protect their injured village in the formation.
And at this time, a large number of kobolds rushed out from the darkness in all directions with various simple weapons, mostly sharpened wooden spears, rough stone axes tied with stones, but don’t underestimate these guys. , Kobolds are, after all, a fantasy race with extremely thin red dragon blood.
They generally have relatively low physique, intelligence, and charm, but their strength and agility are faintly higher than humans, reaching levels of around 11 or 12, but their equipment is often too inferior, so they cannot even fight the same number of human militias.
At that moment, if Burr’s instructions were followed and all retreated, the morale of the militia would collapse and would be pursued and killed by these kobolds, whose strength is more agile than its own. Kobolds have high morale and courage when fighting downwind.
Burr’s military commanding ability is a tragedy, but he is at least willing to stick his blood on the militiamen. Most of the militiamen who came out wore animal skin armor and also had sharp iron weapons in their hands. Even the pitchfork could be used as a spear. Yes, how can such equipment crush the kobolds around him.
Zhu Peng stood in the center of the team under the guardian formation of the militia team and took a deep breath. Then, after a glance, he lowered his waist and pierced his horse. He opened his bow from left to right and shot three arrows instantly, making one of the strongest and most fierce one. The kobold shot directly and hit his chest with three arrows.
At the same time, Burr is also fighting the front line. It is not without reason that he can be the militia captain of the village. Apart from his morale-boosting ability, this guy's combat skills are indeed adept and exquisite. The long sword stabs and slashes, fast and accurate, hard and hard, it is the most orthodox method of heavy infantry warfare. Three or five kobolds quickly died or injured under his sword, Zhu Peng and Burr’s Outstanding performance makes the originally enthusiastic kobold become a little timid.
The morale of the militia, which had collapsed due to being subjugated, was slightly leveled back. If it continues like this, if you lose first and then win, everyone can explain the past.
But at this moment, an old kobold who was two laps older than the other kobolds, holding an elbow stick, walked from a distance, and walked along the stone platform under the protection of five kobolds to the ground. Obliquely above the militia in battle.
Although Zhu Peng lost a lot of his own memory, he perfectly inherited the memory of the swallowed traveler. When he saw the elbow stick in the hands of the old kobold, his brain buzzed.
The status of kobolds in Faerun Continent is far less than that of humans. Therefore, there are very few old people in this group. Even if the old kobolds are not divided into flesh and blood by their hungry group, they will at least be driven into the wilderness. It fends for itself, if an old kobold is found in the crowd of kobolds... please be careful, it must have its own meaning to survive in this group.
Zhu Peng opened his bow again and threw three arrows to the kobold in the distance. There was no way. He hit below the hunting bow in his hand. With a distance of thirty or forty steps, there was no more lethality in a direct shot, so Zhu Peng could only calculate The angle chose to project, but the three arrows were swept down by the guards around the old kobold. The kobold around it was far stronger and stronger than the kobold who besieged Zhu Peng and others, and his equipment was more complete.
(Fuck me, this time, I was really pitted into the original pit.)
When he saw the orange fireball burning on the old kobold's elbow stick, Zhu Peng was expressionless, but in his heart was 10,000 grass and mud horses rushing by, and even once the kobold's lair was cleared, he could even touch it. Kobold Warlock, what kind of exaggerated luck is this TM?
This time, there was no time to remind others, or there was no point in reminding. Before the orange fireball fell, Zhu Peng threw down the wooden bow and drew the dagger around his waist. He rushed into the kobold like crazy. Burr was stunned when he saw this scene, but the next moment he reacted, pulling a militia with a pierced foot beside him and blocking him.
boom!
The fireball exploded in the crowd!
Burning flames, burning wind, and the smell of charred flesh filled the mouth and nose for a while. Fireball is indeed a low-level spell. Yes, but it is also one of the most cost-effective low-level spells. It is really useful against low-level miscellaneous soldiers. Nothing better.
Especially the kobold warlock activated the red dragon bloodline, which has a not low bonus to the fire spell, so that a fireball blast down, it is like detonating a shoulder-mounted rocket in a crowd, twenty Most of the militiamen were killed, seriously injured, and unconscious.
Because Zhu Peng was hiding fast enough, and the kobolds all around knew the power of his boss's fireball technique, they consciously scattered and retreated, so he was not affected too much.
It’s just that Zhu Peng’s melee skills are not very high at this moment. Although he swiftly picked up a wooden board shield on the ground during the forward and tumbling process, there are too many kobolds coming up around, the most difficult one. They are still some ferocious native dogs domesticated by kobolds, with their red eyes and even biting Zhu Peng against the Foehn wind, and their difficulty is even more difficult than ordinary kobold fighters.
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As a large number of militiamen were killed, wounded, and stunned, the overall battle situation is probably set. Basically, the 2,000 catties of meat of the twentieth were given to the kobolds for extra meals. With protein food supplementation, after only a few months, a prosperous kobold tribe will rise, especially if they also have a kobold warlock who activates their own red dragon blood as their leader.
Such a hopeless desperation, let alone ordinary militiamen, even the sturdy Burr has lost the will to fight. They roared and fought hysterically, just instinctively not wanting to die, but they appeared because of the loss of heart. Slow response, one by one fell to the ground, bitten through his throat.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Zhu Peng runs and fights, constantly looking for all favorable terrains to fight with the kobolds on all sides. The daggers and shields in his hand have been discarded. What to pick up and what to use, even sometimes he picks up a handle without knowing who brought it. The dung fork can be shaken straight and pierced into the stomach of a kobold.
Burr’s intelligence is not wrong. If you don’t count the three or five dogs and the kobold warlock, there are indeed only more than 20 kobold lairs and less than 30 kobolds. They were desperately replaced by five kobolds. Six heads, several heads were beheaded by Zhu Peng and Burr. Therefore, in this quite spacious stone hall, there were only fifteen or six kobolds chasing Zhu Peng to kill. Under the spacious terrain, With similar strength, 1V-15, Zhu Peng is not without experience.
Of course, the most important thing in this kind of thing is not experience or skill, but a nerve that is as tough as a wire and a heart that is stuck in despair and striving to live.
Zhu Peng's brain, body, and fighting instinct have been fully activated, life and death fighting is the best catalyst for all martial arts, and the martial arts skills in the memory of his mind gradually return to Zhu Peng.
With his agility and physique stronger than the kobolds, Zhu Peng ran around the entire stone hall, picking up the handle from the ground from time to time, using the shadow of the building and the negligence of the kobolds to chase soldiers, and turning back was a stabbing and killing. .
After the knife, he squeezed, and then no matter whether the opponent died or not, even if he let go of the weapon, he would immediately pull his hand and retreat. The chest was violently up and down, and the lungs inside almost burst. However, Zhu Peng bit his gums so that blood leaked out. Just carry it hard like this, running on all sides, hands, eyes, and feet.
Looking at the man below who looked like a flea on his body, he really couldn't kill him like a flea, and he turned back and killed a member of his clan from time to time. He was tired and ready to go back to the house to sleep. Gradually frowned.
After a while, it decided to stew the opponent tonight, and let this human know what it is to provoke a kobold warlock.
The flames condensed, and an orange-red fireball that was even bigger and brighter than just before burned on the elbow wooden stick. Just as the old kobold warlock slowly moved the wand and was about to bombard him, Zhu Peng was suddenly caught by a dog. Bit his arm. And the next moment, the man roared hoarsely, grabbed the ferocious dog, rounded the neck, and threw it in the direction of the kobold warlock.
Zhu Peng knelt in the direction of the kobold warlock, pressing his left hand imaginarily...
The kobold warlock and the five guards around him didn’t care about the dog that was thrown on the second floor, because these dogs had been domesticated by the kobolds, humans domesticated the bulldogs, and they might be bitten by backlashes, but the kobolds But not, just as the marsh lizards have a natural advantage in training giant lizards, so does the kobolds training dogs.
However, when the unconcerned kobold warlock was about to blast down with a powerful fireball, which had no idea when it moved to the near side, suddenly jumped on and passed the five heavily armed guards to bite. The withered arms of the kobold warlock.
Normally, it is impossible for a domesticated dog to bite a kobold, but for a dog controlled by the divine art of "Dinal, the God of Rejoicing and Killing", Zhu Peng let it bite whoever it bites, and resist it. Longwei dared to charge towards the mountain-like dragon, which is different from the wizard's charm/hypnotism/will manipulation.
boom!
Along with the explosion, another wave of fire spread.
Only this time the powerful version of the fireball exploded centered on the kobold warlock, Zhu Peng lowered his arms and exhaled a long breath. Don't look at it, it must be dead. The heavily armed kobold warrior demon is not enough to resist fire, and the old kobold warlock is not strong enough, and he will definitely die if he receives this blow.
Nearly ten kobolds are still surrounded on all sides, but Zhu Peng is suffering from injuries all over his body at this moment. His mental and physical stamina is almost completely exhausted. He can use it three times a day. A one-minute slavery technique also requires a mental buffer time. Unable to cast continuously... So Zhu Peng started to scare the kobolds around with his sword and teeth. The death of the kobold warlock itself was a very heavy morale blow to them, plus Zhu Peng's previous toughness and sturdiness. Fierce, the surrounding kobolds cowered and did not dare to pounce together.
With a knife in his hand, he slowly turned around on the spot to see who had the intention to pounce on it. Zhu Peng waved his knife abruptly, his expression was extremely fierce and ferocious, and he could scare the kobold back away, especially After a kobold who rushed up first was stabbed through the stomach by Zhu Peng, who had just relieved his physical strength, and his intestines were choked off, the stalemate between the two sides stabilized.
The more it drags on, the more beneficial it is to Zhu Peng, because his physique is fifteen, and there is a divine slavery technique to cool down, and the more the kobolds drag on, the weaker the courage, because they will be one by one by Zhu Peng Either kill or wound, even if they swarmed at this moment, Zhu Peng was dead.
But even humans are usually unable to keep calm enough in such a cruel cold weapon battle, let alone the kobolds who are timid as their racial nature?
Judging from the current situation, on the contrary, the more brave the kobolds, the faster the death. The whole situation is like a stuntman who does a good job of safety protection. It seems dangerous but not dangerous. Zhu Peng has already controlled the situation.
At this moment, another battlefield variable appeared.
Among the faintly defocused smelly corpses, a man suddenly pushed aside the corpse he was pressing and crawled out.
The militia captain Burr, as a retired soldier, is the strongest, best equipped, and quick to respond. Therefore, he finally survived, although he was almost the one who deserved to die.
"Ah..." Looking at the corpses all over the floor, Burr roared and howled like a dying beast. He howled the names of militia fighters and turned their bodies, but they were just corpses. . The cowardly and cruel kobolds love to attack these wounded humans who are already powerless to resist. Therefore, as long as they lose their fighting capacity, there will be no living militiamen on the scene. Even their bodies are often chopped and stabbed to pieces.
After a while, Burr, whose mood calmed down slightly, picked up his sword and shield again, and rushed towards the remaining kobolds who were still hesitating, like a mad tiger. Seeing this, Zhu Peng finally relaxed completely and looked at Burr. Zhu Peng hesitated for a moment with that twisted face, and after all, it was a servitude technique to help him control a kobold and chase and kill the other kobolds that had broken down.
This lair was indeed cleaned up, but the village militia team also died with only one captain left.
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Kill a few, and the remaining kobolds will run out of this fortress. Most of these remnants will live in the wilderness and become delicious meat for other predators. Only a small part of them will be able to find a new one willing to accept. His own kobold tribe, but that has nothing to do with Zhu Peng.
After the militia captain Burr failed to chase and kill, he returned to the stone hall with a blood-stained sword and shield. He sat down against the wall and stood there blankly.
In this case, Zhu Peng didn’t know what to say, what’s more, since the battle was over, a series of reminders had been heard in his ears. Zhu Pengxu clicked on the personal attribute panel that only he could see. Pieces of text popped up above:
"In June 1278, the Moon of Burning Fire, you were invited to join a militia team to clear the lair of the kobolds. Unexpectedly, due to the stupidity of the commander, the militia team fell into a trap set by the kobold warlocks and experienced a tragic battle. After that, you successfully cleaned the kobold lair with your own strength."
"After a difficult battle, your personal skills have been improved."
"Archery +1 (continuous shooting), one-handed weapon +1 (piercing), one-handed weapon +2 (throat cut), one-handed weapon +1 (decapitation)...Dodge (moving) +1, dodge (rolling) +2, parry +1 (active block)..."
"A wonderful slaughter that defeats the strong with the weak, the dark girl Dainar raises her attention to you, the blood-devouring priest's class level is +2, and the servitude expansion +2/day."
"Acquired personal expertise: Heart of Steel (low), and increased concentration in combat. Because of your strong willpower, you have a higher resistance to almost any charm control spell. You are good at allocating physical stamina in battle. The ability to continue the battle has been enhanced. Strength +1, physique +1." A warm current spreads with the improvement of strength and physique. Every inch of muscles that are exhausted to the extreme are like suddenly soaked in hot springs. The sense of comfort that spread in an instant made Zhu Peng also refreshed.
Wandering on the strongest edge of life and death, the taste of victory at the end is unforgettable, but now is not the time for excitement and joy.
Standing up, looking at the corpses all over the floor and the pale and distressed Burr, Zhu Peng shook his head and began to search for the trophies after the fight.
After Zhu Peng gathered some of the equipment and weapons on the surface, the middle-aged man sitting against the stone wall still did not return to a relatively normal mental state. Zhu Peng walked forward with a pile of equipment and weapons, and then He smashed these things on the opponent.
"Get up! You brought these people out, don't you think you should go back and give their wives and children an explanation?"
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"Huh...I know this is indeed a difficult thing, but you are still alive. After all, this matter needs to be faced, avoided, and escaped. Pretending to be dead here will not help." With Zhu Peng's words , Burr, who has always been very tough, cried, and he seemed to be completely broken.
The planners are unintentional and are not merciful. These principles are too high for a militia captain and retired soldier in a small village in a remote area.
But if Burr can survive and face all of this, he will eventually make great progress in sublimation. Of course, this is very, very difficult.
"...Let's go, kobolds have the ability to mine, and the blood of the red dragon in their bodies will make them instinctively collect valuable belongings within the range of action, plus there is also a kobold warlock with a spellcaster. In some places, the level of loot is often increased significantly. We reveal the treasures of the kobolds. Although it is not enough to pay all the warriors’ pensions, it is also an confession. What's more, there is a kobold warlock in this lair, which is unexpected. I can't blame you for everything." Zhu Peng kicked Burr, shook his head, and said helplessly.
Although this man deserves to die, the women and children of the militia in the village are always innocent. Zhu Peng doesn't care much about money, and if he takes one less, it can be regarded as an explanation for the other people who died.
Burr, who was crying there, with his head down, his eyes lit up when he heard the word "treasure", then he stood up and followed Zhu Peng to search for the hidden treasure in the kobold lair.
Kobolds are enslaved by red dragons from time to time, so they are extremely sensitive to shiny items. After all, kobolds who can’t find shiny items for a long time will be swallowed by the owner of the red dragon. Accumulating wealth has become a life instinct for kobolds.
What’s more interesting is ~EbookFREE.me~ Kobolds will consciously look for the cruel red dragon and take the initiative to become the other's servant. Although they will be severely exploited, a large area of ​​the dragon’s radiation will become a hunting ground for the kobolds. , And safety is basically guaranteed. Having a kobold tribe that a red dragon can serve will often breed small tribes in a short period of time, keep splitting out, and be tainted with the breath of the red dragon for a long time, and the kobolds activate the bloodline The possibility of becoming a warlock is also greatly increased, which is a very wonderful symbiotic relationship.
Searching the entire military fortress, occasionally encounter some small dog heads, and all the cubs are killed. They now look harmless and even cute. After they grow up, they will pose a serious threat to human women, children and even adult men. In Faerun mainland Human power is not strong enough to take care of other ethnic groups.
Zhu Peng leaned on the elbow wooden staff of the kobold warlock, and finally found a place that had been dug and buried in the cleanest room with soft animal skins. Together with Burr, he would be pressed down. The thick earth and rocks were dug, and finally a half-pit of unrefined gold ore was dug out of it. Although there were not as many gold coins as the half-pit, but even if the coinage was eliminated, the half-pit gold rough was a lot of money.
At the moment when Zhu Peng felt relieved, a strong wind suddenly hit his back, and the sharp blood-stained weapon began to cut diagonally from his left shoulder, as if the force was so heavy that it would be cut diagonally.
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