Not only Sharba, but even Hawke was somewhat dissatisfied with Philip, and waited eagerly to see what method this guy used to solve the troubles of these goblins.
And Philip's approach surprised everyone.
This guy first directly had a cart of grain dragged to the end of the team, and then he greeted the coachman and grooms, and untied the tarpaulin ropes on the cart, and the bags of wheat flour inside were directly transported down. It was enough to move the small half-cart of grain, and then untied the bags one by one, and dumped them naked and piled up in the open air!
The fragrant smell immediately attracted many goblins from behind, and these goblins crowded forward unconsciously, but they also took into account the guards with swords in the caravan, and surrounded there from a distance, a pair of To the eyes the size of mung bean, Gulu Gulu kept turning, but just stared at the pile of food like a hill.
Philip stood beside him swaggeringly, and deliberately reached out and grabbed a large amount of wheat flour, letting the fine flour slowly slide down from the gap between his fingers, and it was blown far away by the wind. There was a sound of swallowing saliva clearly in the distance. The goblins were eager to move, and the greed in their eyes became more and more eager. Some goblins even showed a fierce light, and subconsciously squeezed forward again.
"Food! Orc! Orc!"
Philip's face was full of warm smiles, and he clearly made a "please" gesture, and then he actually stopped looking at the goblins, turned around and got on the horse, with the guards and coachmen beside him, driving the cart, transporting With the remaining half-cart of grain, they continued to move forward and caught up with the brigade.
As soon as Philip walked like this, the goblins in the back suddenly made a cheerful noise, a buzzing sound, swarming up like a patch of ants, and the goblins running in the front were almost crazy and plunged into that place. Among the piles of grain like a small mountain, he desperately grabbed it with both hands, and shoved it into his mouth with all his might, regardless of whether it was alive. The goblins in front were like this, but the ones at the back refused. They pushed and squeezed the goblins one after another. For a while, the goblins were in a mess, and soon a fight broke out. He pulled out his weapon and slashed.
After Philip walked back to the brigade, Xia Ya and others waited at the end of the convoy, looking at the chaos of the goblins caused by the grains in the distance, Sharba was a little disdainful, and greeted Philip and shouted: "This is your method? Humph? , The idea is too naive! Do you think that this method can trigger the goblin's civil strife? Such a little food is not enough for them! It will be finished soon, and the remaining goblins will taste the sweetness and will run after us even more frantically! "
Philip just smiled and didn't explain to Sharba, but looked at Xi Ya: "Sir, I also need to borrow ten mercenaries and ten Landis archers."
Xia Ya simply said, "Here it is!"
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Soon, in the evening of the same day, Philip took the second step.
He pushed the half-cart of grain to the end of the convoy and stopped. He carried the grain down as he did during the day, and untied several bags and dumped it on the ground.
Although the goblins didn't understand what it meant, but with the experience of the day, they cheered again.
But this time Philip didn't leave!
With a shout, he returned with twenty soldiers and rushed forward. The archers fired a salvo, and immediately pinned seven or eight goblins to the ground! Immediately, Philip and the mercenaries rushed up on horseback to hack and slash, killing the goblins and screaming, and immediately fled away.
After dispersing these goblins, Philip got off the horse and looked around—these goblins were indeed much more courageous. Although they had just fought, these guys did not go far, but ran out of a safe distance. , stopped there, and gathered the team again, gearing up, looking quite eager to try.
Philip asked people to find a few injured goblins on the ground and put them in front of him. He was originally tall and straight, looking at a group of short and thin green monsters in front of him, Philip's face was stern, and he yelled at a few goblins. These captive goblins looked extremely terrified, with their heads shrunk and cowardly, as if they dared not even look at Philip.
After Philip deliberately fired a shot, after turning around a few goblin captives twice, he reached out and patted the guys a few times, as if he was examining something.
Just when the goblins were shivering with fright, Philip suddenly drank and pointed to a rusty piece of armor worn on the upper body of one of the goblins—it was said to be armor, but in fact, he didn't know where these guys dug it from. The broken iron pieces that came out were tied with ropes and used as breastplates on the chest.
Before the goblin he was pointing at could react, when Philip hooked his fingers, the two mercenaries rushed up fiercely and stripped the breastplate off the goblin. The poor goblin barely fainted from fright. Philip picked up the breastplate in his hand and weighed it twice before he seemed very satisfied. He snorted and waved his hand to let the goblin go.
The goblin's soul was restless, and suddenly Philip went to the grain cart and grabbed a small bag that had been prepared in advance. The cloth bag contained about two or three catties of grain, and threw it directly into the goblin's hand: "Get out!"
The poor guy was completely frightened and confused. He was holding the grain bag in his arms and just stared blankly at Philip until Philip kicked it impatiently, and the guy suddenly realized that he was rolling with the grain in his arms. Crawled and ran away.
Next, Philip disposed of the remaining goblins as usual, leaving the tattered armor on their bodies, or the tattered leather robes they carried, or some rusted and tattered swords and the like, and then each Gave a small bag of grain to pass away.
These goblins were stunned, and when they ran away, they kept looking back at Philip.
I'm afraid these guys must be thinking: Is this human crazy? Are you willing to use these fragrant foods in exchange for these garbage on us
Philip stood there from a distance, watching the prisoners run back to the goblins, pointing and shouting with the other goblins for a while, and then the goblins were quiet for a while, and then a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted. !
Among the cheers, the food in the hands of the goblins who had been captives was quickly snatched away by other companions, causing another fight.
Next, the goblins stopped attacking, but gathered in groups and whispered, as if they were discussing something enthusiastically.
This time, Philip didn't leave, and led a team of guards to stand there waiting.
After a while, a few more daring goblins came running from the opposite side, ran from a distance, stopped after more than ten steps, untied some of the tattered copper and iron on their bodies, and threw them at Philip from a distance. On the ground, he pointed at Philip, and he didn't know what to say in his mouth, occasionally mixed with a few shouts of "Ooke Oak".
With a sly smile on Philip's face, he tilted his head. Immediately, a mercenary guard took a few small bags of food from the car and threw them far away. The goblins grabbed it and fled back quickly. There was another round of cheers.
exchange! exchange! These humans are actually willing to exchange with us! !
Goblins are greedy, but there is no doubt that they are timid! Although greed to the extreme, will force them to inspire fierceness, but if they can't work hard - for goblins, who wants to work hard
The minds of the goblins are very simple, a simple comparison: kill these humans and get food.
In exchange for what you have, you also get food.
One result, two different methods, obviously, fighting with these fully-armed, murderous human warriors is far more dangerous than the second one.
Since this is the case, then the choice of the goblins is very simple.
Soon, the goblins moved, these green guys took off their tattered armor, ran to Philip's place in groups, and threw things on the ground from a distance, there were tattered swords, some rusted Iron pieces, and some guys even threw the sharpened sticks in their hands on the ground.
Philip didn't seem to ask at all, as long as it was the guy who handed over his weapons, he would always come, and each goblin gave out a little food.
The goblins cheered.
There were only a few dozen at first, but then hundreds of goblins rushed over, and Philip's half-cart of grain was quickly replaced. Facing the more goblins who ran from a distance without food, Philip clapped his hands from a distance, pointed to the empty food cart behind him, and shouted a few times: "Tomorrow! Tomorrow!"
There are so many goblins, there are always those who can barely listen to a few words. After Philip called it a few times, the goblins suddenly understood that although they were a bit unwilling, but after looking at the weapons and armor of the elite human beings on the opposite side, the goblins still chose retreat.
If you can get food without fighting and shedding blood, why not do it
That night, Xia Ya and others gathered around the fire, and Sharba still wanted to tease Philip: "You used a truckload of grain today to exchange for a truckload of scrap copper and iron... Is this your idea?"
Philip smiled faintly.
However, Xiaya sighed, stared at Philip for a moment, and then whispered, "Your method has worked."
There was a sound of screaming and fighting in the distance.
The goblin's screams came from a distance, and it was more noisy than a few days ago. The coachmen in the convoy were uneasy, and even the mercenary warriors looked vigilant.
Xia Ya looked at Philip, and Philip looked at Xia Ya, but the two looked indifferent.
"How did you come up with this method?" Xia Ya frowned.
"It's very simple... Goblins are not united." Philip said lightly: "In fact, goblins are just like humans. Humans have human nature. To deal with enemies, if you can find the weakness of the opponent's humanity, you can get twice the result with half the effort, and goblins also have their own weaknesses. Weaknesses are cowardice and disunity!"
"What are you... talking about? Why can't I understand?" Sharba shouted.
On the other hand, Hawke and Russell looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces. Russell sighed: "Salba, you will understand after listening to the voices in the wild."
Sharba frowned and listened carefully for a while: "Yi? There seems to be a sound of killing, are those goblins hitting themselves?"
"That's it." Russell laughed dryly: "Goblins are greedy, cunning and vicious, bullying the soft and afraid of being hard and stupid. During the day, this Mr. Philip did something to deliberately send out a carload of food... I counted. After a while, at least three or four hundred goblins were allocated to a small bag... Hmph, those goblins are so hungry that even we dare to grab it, you can imagine! The goblins outside are probably more than two thousand to say the least... Three or four of them Hundreds of goblins have something to eat, but none of the other goblins... Those very hungry guys don't talk about unity at first, they can rob us, but they can't rob our companions?"
Sharba suddenly said: "Ah! That's it! Ha! I understand! Compared with robbing us, robbing our companions seems to be less difficult than robbing goblins."
"Hmph, those goblins who exchanged food during the day will probably be killed by their companions tonight!" Russell sneered: "Mr. Philip used the food to exchange the weapons of those guys! Those goblins are empty-handed, no Save iron, no armor, no weapons, only food... I don't even have the ability to resist..."
Hawke looked at Sharba with some sympathy, then grinned, patted the guy, and whispered, "You, wait and admit defeat."
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Early the next morning, before the caravan set off, the goblins could not wait to appear around the caravan. From a distance, it seemed that the number of goblins was indeed less, and many goblins were dyed on their bodies. Green traces... It's obviously the blood of my companions!
Everyone looked carefully, sure enough! Those goblins waiting in the distance have weapons and clothes on their bodies! That is to say, those goblins who exchanged their clothes and weapons for food yesterday "no longer exist".
The goblins shouted impatiently in the distance, and finally waited for Philip. This time, Philip still brought someone and pushed a car to the front. The archers and warriors in the distance stared at them, deterring the goblins that they did not dare to go forward easily. Just far away, many goblins ran over and threw piles of prepared things in front of them...
Philip couldn't help but smile when he saw it.
These goblins are not stupid, they have also learned to be smart!
These things thrown on the ground are obviously prepared by them...
But looking at the goblins in the distance, everyone has clothes and weapons, but where did these things on the ground come from? Obviously... grab! Grab your own companion! !
It seems that the infighting between the goblins last night not only competed for food, but also some goblins were killed by their companions, grabbed their things, and waited for today to exchange for food.
These goblins are not completely fools. They also seem to understand that there is a weakness in such exchanges: weapons are exchanged for food, but they can be exchanged back. Without weapons, their companions will come to kill themselves. If your life is gone, then everything will be in vain.
As a result, the goblins started to snatch each other last night. Many goblins were killed by their companions, and their things were used as bargaining chips and stacked in front of Philip.
In the distant brigade, Sharba scratched his head: "Ha! These Philip's ideas are not working! Let's see what this guy can do! If we change the food today, those goblins will have a hard time fighting. He What else can be done?"
Of course Philip has a way!
His method made everyone discolored! !
Philip stretched his waist and walked over alone, looking at the pile of rubbish on the ground. Shouting loudly, shaking his head again and again.
The goblins got it: it was clear that this human was not satisfied with what was exchanged today.
This is how to do
The goblins are a little dazed: isn't the thing the thing of yesterday? How can I change it yesterday, but not today
And then, Philip did something that shocked everyone! After this was done, from now on, whether it was Sharba or Hawke and others, when they faced Philip, they all had a slight chill in their hearts!
Philip suddenly did it in front of the goblins, pointed at it, and took out something from his own arms!
Everyone sees it! ! The goblins saw it too!
That's a small arm! !
It's a small goblin's arm! ! Philip held it in his hand like he was holding a leg of lamb or a pig's trotter! That little goblin's arm was obviously roasted! I don't know when this guy cut off such a piece from the corpse of a goblin without anyone noticing it, and roasted it at night when no one was there!
Just watching Philip sitting there, as if very happy, sitting cross-legged on the ground, bit down!
When the first sip went down, the people sitting on the horse in the distance, whether it was Sharba or Hawke and Russell, couldn't help but vomit.
Even Xia Ya's expression changed!
But Philip didn't seem to notice it. He ate it with relish, gnawing and chewing, and the small arm was eaten clean by him in a moment! ! In the end, he didn't even think about it, sucked a few mouthfuls on the bone, and reluctantly threw it on the ground.
He looked as if he wasn't full, looked at the group of goblins across from him, and suddenly called out, pointing to the bone on the ground, and to the grain cart behind him! !
Now, the goblins understand!
Today, this human is not going to exchange things for food with them! Instead, use goblin meat! ! This guy... actually likes goblin meat? !
The humans in the back all looked shocked and strange, but the goblins didn't seem to be too strange. For goblins: eating the same kind is already a commonplace thing.
Just seeing this human make a gesture, the goblins have moved their minds!
Many goblins began to look at their companions with bad intentions...
Philip gave a loud burp on purpose, then waved and turned away.
Back in the convoy, the people next to him seemed to be a little afraid of him. Wherever he walked, everyone else subconsciously stepped back a few steps.
Philip came to Xia, Sharba and others all looked weird, Sharba stared at Philip: "You! Damn! How can you talk! That kind of thing... It's so fucking disgusting! How can you eat it? You can get down! You are... terrifying!"
Philip smiled lightly, his tone as if nothing had happened: "The first bite is hard to swallow, it tastes a little sour, but after chewing a few more times, it won't be so unpleasant when you get used to the taste, after chewing carefully, it still seems a little bit like The smell of bacon."
"Ouch!!!!" Sharba's face turned pale, and he immediately ran to the side, holding the wheel in his hand and vomited.
Xiaya stared at Philip and suddenly smiled.
"Pity."
"Sir, what did you say?"
"I said, it's a pity." Xia Ya looked at Philip and spoke very slowly: "If you were the enemy back then, if you were as fierce as you are now, you wouldn't lose so badly."
Philip shook his head, looked at Xiaya, and said slowly, word by word, "But if I didn't have these experiences, I wouldn't be so cruel."
Xia Ya was silent.
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When I was on the road this day, no one dared to say a word to Philip on the road. Occasionally, the eyes that looked at him secretly seemed strange, and some mercenaries whispered and pointed at Philip. point. Philip knew it, but he didn't seem to realize it, and he just rode on the road.
And at noon, a few goblins were chasing after him!
The goblins chased the convoy and stopped immediately under the deterrence of the guards behind the convoy. They only shouted "Ok Oak" from a distance. Philip smiled and ran over on his horse. Those goblins saw Philip and didn't say anything, they just threw a few things over! When I landed on the ground, I saw several stumps and broken arms!
There was still green blood dripping on it, apparently it had just been cut off.
Philip didn't talk nonsense, got off his horse and picked it up, and threw a bag of grain over it. The goblins looked at each other and seemed a little disappointed with the weight of the grain thrown over. Philip snorted, in front of the goblins. Weighing the weight of those stump limbs and broken arms, the meaning on the face seems to be: too light, too little!
The goblin immediately understood, not only was he not dissatisfied, but instead looked elated, grabbed the grain bag and ran back far away!
Philip sneered, took the stumps and broken arms in his hands back, and threw them on a big car: the car was full of the garbage that he had exchanged with the goblins in the past two days.
"Will you be fooled?" Although Xia Ya asked, her expression seemed very determined.
"Definitely." Philip smiled faintly: "Those goblins are timid: for them, this is a very simple choice: either fight with our powerful guards, or... be weak compared to those There are a lot of similar fights! For these naturally bullying guys, it is obvious what choices they will make."
Xi Ya didn't speak, just gave Philip a deep look.
Sure enough... That night, when the caravan stopped to rest, all night long, there were faint sounds of miserable howls of fighting in the wilderness!
Xiaya was sitting by the bonfire, listening to the screams from the downwind in the night, but Philip, who was also sitting by the bonfire, looked calm. The guy held a cloth and a sword in his hand, and wiped the blade gently. His movements were slow and meticulous, wiping the blade of the sword sharply!
"This man... is a ruthless man."
Dora's voice suddenly sounded in her mind: "I'm afraid you are recruiting a poisonous snake! Hehe..."
Xia Ya listened, her expression did not change, she just gave a faint "hum".