Shadows under the corners of the ramparts.
Sauron's slightly hazy body was hidden in it. He calmly put away the crossbow and wiped the blood on the scimitar with an old cloth.
He killed six people.
It seemed that these were veterans of gangsters in the old city. He had gained more than 100 killing experience points for each head, especially the innkeeper who gave him more than 300 killing experience points. It's a pity that because of the tight time, he didn't have a chance to touch the corpse, and he didn't have time to search for the loot. He just retreated quickly after killing the enemy. It seemed that those things ended up being cheap to the guards of Whitehorse City, and they had to touch something when they inspected the corpse.
Killing is a small thing.
But arson is serious!
Baima City doesn't care at all about the death of those few gray people, but it is very strict about those who dare to set fire in the city. Because once the fire spreads, the consequences are extremely serious, and the casualties and property losses caused are much more serious than the death of gangsters. Sauron estimated that someone would investigate this matter before tomorrow. If the security team attaches great importance to this matter, it is very likely that some special people will be invited to take action, so it is not impossible to investigate Sauron's identity.
He must leave now!
Sauron glanced at the messy scene in the distance, and walked along the shadow of the city wall until there was no light nearby and no trace of the guards could be seen, then he stopped against the city wall. He took out a rope from the dimensional bag, tied an iron hook to it, and then twisted it a few times in his hand and exerted force violently, throwing the iron hook into the recess of the city wall. He tested it by pulling on the rope, then kicked his legs and climbed up the wall.
The extraordinary agility of 20 points made him extremely agile, and he climbed the city wall more than 20 meters high in less than a minute.
He looked around warily.
After finding no one, he fixed the iron hook in one position, and then slid down the city wall along the rope.
Sauron grabbed the rope and slammed it vigorously, the iron hook was naturally released, and fell back into his hand from the city wall. The field was pitch black, and the half-elf's unique night vision ability allowed Sauron to still see things. He put the things back into the dimensional bag, and then bent down and burrowed into the distant woods.
This time, of course, it's not about killing those guys!
Sauron is going to walk along the road from White Horse City to Fallen Leaf City first. On the one hand, he will hunt monsters to accumulate killing experience, improve his professional level when necessary, or look for opportunities for part-time advancement. On the other hand, it is also to check the situation of this road, find out the distribution of nearby monsters, and take Vivienne through this road in the future, so that I can be more confident in my heart. At least for the terrain and direction, Sauron will never remember it wrong after walking through it once.
The city is surrounded by villages.
Because of the proximity to the city, these villages have not built fences, and the guards of Baima City will patrol regularly. If there are wild beasts and monsters nearby, someone will naturally clean them up. Sauron walked for several kilometers in the dark, and then entered a small village. There are many straw piles near the village, mainly for the convenience of making fire and making beds. The lower class poor have no money to buy quilts, so they can only use these soft straw to spread on the bed, and even use it as a quilt cover in winter.
Terracotta kangs are relatively rare in the south, and only in the north are there more.
Sauron lay directly on a haystack. It was a little itchy at first, but he soon got used to it.
There were many things he had adapted to after years of outdoor adventures.
The night passed like this.
Sauron was woken up the next day by the barking of a dog. Someone's domestic dog had discovered him and was barking wildly under the straw pile.
He pulled out the scimitar and turned it around, originally intending to kill it as a tooth sacrifice, but when he saw the earth embryo thatched house in the distance, he took back his weapon. For these low-level farmers, a dog is a very important property. Dogs in this era are more ferocious, and sometimes they dare to pounce on monsters and bite them when they come across them.
Sauron once saw the earth dog fight against the wolf man. Although he was killed in the end in order to protect his master, his courage was admirable.
Maybe it was because he remembered Heath, the loyal and brave old dog.
Sauron took out a piece of dried meat from his body, threw it in his hand, and threw it to the dirt dog below. The food that fell from the sky lowered the vigilance of the earth dog. It looked at Sauron suspiciously, and finally couldn't help but pick up the jerky with its mouth. Sauron patted the thatch off his body, turned over and fell from the grass pile, then looked around and walked towards the distant field.
The sky is dim.
Some farmers have risen to work in the fields. As humans, they don't have as many talents as other races, so the skill they must master is farming. The children in the village will go to the fields when they are five or six years old, and gradually learn from their parents how to farm and work, when to sow seeds, when to harvest, how to take care of the fields, and what to do when encountering pests. means of coping.
They are the most ordinary group of people in this world!
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Field roads are muddy.
Sauron quickly found the road to Fallen Leaf City, and then headed towards the White Horse Plain.
This road took a long time, it would take a whole week, first passing through the vicinity of the Black Gas Swamp, then passing through the edge of the White Horse Plain, and finally reaching the range of Fallen Leaf City. The first day was relatively calm, because this is still an area of human activities, there are militias stationed nearby, and there are small regular troops.
Sauron didn't stop along the way, he rested for a while when he was tired, and continued on his way when he was better.
It wasn't until the next day that I gradually stepped out of the scope of human activities that I encountered more and more things.
The villages here are scattered.
Villages built by humans can only be found close to flat land where irrigation is convenient, but it should be called a village, surrounded by walls, with sentry towers and arrow towers on it, and the militiamen are trained in the villages. Time for simple training. There will always be some young people in these villages who are unwilling to be lonely and eager to take risks. Some never come back after going out, and some return to their hometown after giving up their adventures. They are the main force for training the militia.
Some of these people have exaggerated occupational levels, but most of them are adventurers around the second level, and many of them have injuries.
If there is no accident, they will marry wives and have children and spend their lives like this. When they are old, they will drink wine at dusk and brag about their adventure stories to their children and grandchildren.
This is their life.
Return to the ordinary after the wonderful past, and occasionally cherish the memory of the comrades who have passed away.
"Kobolds?"
Sauron pulled out the bushes and looked at the footprints on the ground, then put his hand on the scimitar, and continued walking along the footprints. Field tracking is a skill that adventurers must master, and the top ones are undoubtedly rangers and druids, followed by rogues like Sauron. They need to learn to judge targets by their footprints and tracks, an ability bred from the basic skills of 'survival in the wild'. Sauron now judges the target, mainly relying on past experience.
"Looks like a lot."
As the land in front became hard and the footprints became lighter and weaker, Sauron looked at the surrounding environment and said to himself, "I'm afraid there are thirty or forty kobolds!"
"Is there a larger pack running around?"
If there is no kobold gathering place, this kind of creature that moves in the wild is a small-scale group, they are like hyenas on the African plains. Small groups of kobolds will be stronger individually, because survival in the wilderness is survival of the fittest, and there will be a lot of kobolds in large groups, especially some kobolds occupying mines, the number may reach more than 300. On the basis of a larger number, there may be natural warlocks among the kobolds.
"Practice with them first, and see if the past experience in group battles is still there."
Wilderness adventures are naturally not so idiotic as to fight you one-on-one. Group battles and melee battles are very common. You must learn how to face multiple enemies at the same time. If you cannot dodge and parry their attacks, you need to learn to let them Take as little damage as possible. In the case of melee, it is impossible to avoid all attacks with 20 points of extraordinary agility.
At this time, you must have an armor.
Sauron put on a piece of ordinary leather armor, then wrapped strips of cloth around his arms, and tied his leggings at the same time.
Kobolds use weapons and traps.
Naturally, those crude traps couldn't hurt Sauron, but their homemade short bows were somewhat dangerous.
Kobolds fight with clubs, daggers, short swords and short bows!
Sauron's figure gradually faded under the shadow of the tree. If he didn't observe it carefully, it would be difficult to notice for a while. He pulled out the scimitar and gradually went deep into the dense forest along the mottled tree shadow.
This time the battle is more dangerous than in the past!
Because what he needs to face is a group of kobolds with a number of more than thirty.
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