Early the next morning, Xia Ya turned over, and immediately heard a pitiful scream from below, and Xia immediately jumped up as if he had been slashed, jumping more than a foot high, and then stared at him. Staring at the poor man with wide eyes.
The poor bastard was lying there, barely being crushed to death by this rude turtle just now, and he gently wiped his chest and breathed smoothly.
"You! Who told you to lie behind me!" Xia Ya was so depressed that he wanted to scratch his hair.
The poor worm's face was a little red: "It was a little cold last night, so..."
Xiaya felt a strange feeling in his heart - don't get me wrong, this is not something ambiguous or emotional. Rather - disgusting! ! He immediately remembered the previous encounter with Yizhu Qingtian, spit hard on the ground, rubbed his face fiercely, and suppressed the tingling feeling all over his body, staring at the poor bastard. : "In the future, stay away from me when you sleep... Be careful that I roll over and crush you at night!"
Seeing Xia Ya's look of "suffering", the poor worm suddenly became dissatisfied in his heart: How to say it's because I'm at a loss and this turtle is taking advantage of it! If it were in the past, I'm afraid that even if those men knelt down and begged me, they wouldn't even want to touch a corner of my skirt! This turtle actually acted as if he had been molested! !
Thinking about it, the poor bastard couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. She stood up and tidied up her clothes. In fact, she was wearing very thick clothes, and she was wearing the white rhino leather armor. Then she saw Xi Ya picking up the water bag and pouring water. , took out the dough and took two bites.
Before setting off, Xia refused the poor man's request to wash his face, on the grounds that there was not much water in the water bag, and it was only enough to quote. Before finding the next water source, not only could he not wash his face, but he was also deprived of the right to brush his teeth.
This vulgar turtle, he is not only rude, but also unsanitary! The poor bastard murmured indignantly.
Here Xiaya and the two stood together, and soon the goblins around were alarmed.
More than a dozen goblins waited in the surrounding wilds all night, and the poor worm saw those guys get up from the ground with his own eyes, and some fell asleep on the ground with their butts pouted, and were kicked up by their companions.
The goblins were screaming, and obviously they were a little anxious when they saw that Char and the poor man were about to leave. It was probably after dawn in the morning that these nearby wandering goblins suddenly discovered that a considerable number of the same kind had gathered around them. Those with weapons like this began to try to approach with a wickedness.
Xia Ya just carried the luggage that was piled up like a hill, and then carried the poor bastard on the big shield on his shoulders. When he saw a few goblins with weapons in the distance, Xia Ya giggled strangely. , flew up and kicked a rotten bone on the ground.
The bone flew out and accurately hit the head of the goblin in the front. The goblin's head was wearing a skull with a sheep's head or a cow's head as a helmet. He crouched down with his head down and cried.
Amidst Xia Ya's laughter, the courage of the rest of the goblins was shattered again. They screamed and scattered, ran straight for dozens of meters, then stopped and looked at Xia Ya timidly.
Obviously, they are timid, but the big burden on Xiaya's body, as well as the sturdy body, make these guys coveted and greedy and refuse to give up.
These guys did not dare to approach, but they refused to give up, so they could only follow behind.
In the morning, two goblins seemed to have come up with a good idea. They picked up stones from the wilderness and smashed them. It seemed that they could hide in the distance and attack Char, but they didn't have to be afraid of Char's strong and majestic. physique.
But this approach soon proved unworkable. Because Xia Ya immediately picked up the stone to fight back, and he was stronger and threw it farther. After the two goblins were stunned by the stone, the other goblins could only run farther.
However, by noon, there were more and more goblins following the two, and the number had gradually reached dozens. However, these are all homeless people, as Char explained to the poor worm, "They are all unorganized stragglers who lack weapons and food, and are hungry and have little energy."
Indeed, the dress of these goblins, I am afraid that the beggars in Wildfire Town are much better than them. The most important thing is that among all these goblins, there is not even one with a metal weapon in his hand - this is also the biggest reason why the goblins dare not approach.
At noon, the goblins finally reached an intention to cooperate again. Dozens of goblins rushed up while Char was putting the poor creature down to rest. Char rudely raised the captured battle axe and shield to greet him. Going up, compared to the short and thin goblin, Xia's strong physique is like a giant.
He flew into the goblin group, like a bison in rut, two goblins were directly knocked out by his shield, and one of them was smashed into bones. Then Xia Ya's axe swept across, smashing the bone sticks in the hands of the two goblins, and the man and the weapon flew five or six meters away. When it landed on the ground, he only vomited blood.
The remaining goblins were timid again. They screamed and turned around and ran away like a group of little girls who saw a satyr. Xiaya took a step forward and grabbed a goblin by the back of the neck, lifted it up and grabbed it back. .
This poor goblin, the tallest of the strays (relative to goblins), wore a barely complete leather armor—well, if it had to be called "armor". In fact, it is just a thicker piece of cowhide.
This green-skinned guy was probably so frightened that he collapsed, and he was brought back by Xia Ya like a chicken, his two short legs kicked around desperately, his mouth kept screaming, and his arms fluttered.
Xia threw it in front of the poor creature. Before it could struggle to sit up, she turned the battle axe upside down and slammed the goblin's foot with the handle of the axe. With a crisp crack, the poor guy's feet were very crisp. was broken.
"Orke! Orke!! Orke!!" The goblin screamed in agony.
An orc is an exclamation of strong emotion in the goblin language.
Many people think that the language of goblins is difficult to learn. In fact, on the contrary, although goblins are a separate race, and have certain wisdom and even civilization, their civilization is surprisingly simple. Especially with the IQ of the goblins, their language is extremely simple and economical.
The word orc covers almost everything in the life of goblins when it is necessary to express strong emotions.
For example, when they are happy, they will call "Oak", when they are angry, they will call "Oak", when they are angry, they will call "Oak", when they are full, they will call "Oak", and when they excrete It's cool to call "Oak", and even when mating is HIGH, he will call "Oak".
Don't be surprised if you see two goblins fighting, the one shouting "Ork" while the one who is fighting and being beaten. And, maybe they're not fighting, they're doing some kind of important work of inheriting the lineage...
Of course, now the poor guy is not calling Orke because it is cool, its ugly face, mouth, nose and eyes are almost squeezed together.
Xiaya obviously had no intention of blocking its mouth, but let it howl so miserably.
Xia Ya put the battle axe on the ground, took out the cake and continued to take two bites, chewing like no one else, accompanied by the wailing of the goblin, without even looking at it.
The poor worm looked a little soft-hearted, and Xia seemed to see the poor worm's mind, and said coldly, "Do you think I am cruel?"
The poor bastard whispered, "What are we doing with such a prisoner? You don't intend to kill him, so why torture him?"
"Its screams are useful to us." Char's explanation is very simple: "Only screams can make the same kind of people feel fear! This principle applies not only to goblins, but also to humans."
The poor bastard recited this sentence twice, and looked at the turtle in a weird way: "Is this sentence also taught to you by your adoptive father?"
"Yes." Xia nodded.
Sure enough, the goblins around had run away dozens of meters, and they planned to stop and watch, but when they heard the screams coming from here, they couldn't help but run farther in fear.
After resting enough, Xia Ya got up and hit the road again. This time he did something even crueler. He kicked the goblin, pointed in the direction ahead, and swung his axe. The meaning was obvious: walk!
The poor goblin had one foot broken under the threat of the axe, but had to stand up and walk forward. The screams all the way, like dispelling potions, scared the goblins who fell behind and coveted farther and farther.
Sitting on Xia Ya's shoulders, the poor worm couldn't bear it, but Xi Ya made the poor worm shut up with a word.
"If you feel poor, imagine what it would be like if you were caught by them - don't forget, this is a wildfire field, a wildfire field where people are buried everywhere."