Xiaya carefully searched this goblin tribe. There were a total of 164 goblin corpses in the entire tribe, regardless of age. All the corpses were fatal to an experienced hunter like Char. Obviously, these goblins had resisted, but they were unable to form an effective counterattack against the enemy.
The goblins also tried to escape, but judging from the horseshoe prints that surrounded the tribe, those who attacked the goblins had far more maneuverability than the goblins, and there was no way for the goblins to escape.
There are quite a few goblins who were shot at the dirt wall when they escaped over the dirt wall.
Xia Ya pulled out an arrow from a corpse and weighed it twice.
Armored Arrow
His eyes lit up. The ridge of this kind of arrow is made of metal, and the body of the arrow is heavy, and it is specially used to shoot through the armor of the enemy. In Wildfire Town, only those powerful mercenary groups will use this kind of arrows, but they will only be used sparingly when encountering strong enemies.
And here... the people who attacked here use such a precious arrow to shoot the vile goblins?
Sharp weapons, brutal slaughter, riders who come and go, one-shot deadly killing skills...
And slaughtered more than a hundred goblins in one fell swoop, leaving no one alive. Such a style is rare in a place like Wildfire. I am afraid that only a few famous black tribes on the Wildfire Plain would do this kind of thing.
But... even the dark tribes don't waste their energy slaughtering goblins - poor goblins are like a gang of beggars, robbing them is worthless, unless you have a problem with the various suspicious jerky the goblins make. interest.
After walking around the periphery of the tribe, Xiaya stopped, closed his eyes and thought for a while. Those horseshoe marks, bloodstains, footprints, and corpses left on the ground seemed to be messy, but in Xia Ya's heart, a vague clue was quickly cleared up.
The footprints of these horses' hooves, together with the distribution of the goblin corpses, and even the direction in which they fell, immediately reminded Char of some of the already vague memories.
It seems... There are some similar descriptions in those yellowed books that peeked at the old guy.
Xia Ya opened his eyes. At this moment, the turtle's face was solemn. He walked around the tribe again, and sorted out a clear idea in his heart.
(There are more than 20 people, no more than 30 at most, all of them are cavalry, there are archers, and they are skilled with arrows. They are divided into three teams. One team blocked the way out at the gate of the tribe, broke the gate of the tribe and went in to kill, Force these goblins to jump over the wall and escape. The other two teams are horse teams, taking the opportunity to drive the fleeing goblins along both sides of the tribe's dirt wall, shoot some of them with bows and arrows, and then drive horses to chase and slaughter those who escaped the net. These people's weapons Sophisticated, martial skills are obviously better than ordinary mercenaries.
And, equestrian is also very good!
This can be judged from the fact that they can ride their horses over the earth wall that is not too short. )
Less than 30 people slaughtered more than 100 goblins, and there were zero casualties on their own side, and at the same time, not a single goblin escaped. With such a well-trained combat method, I am afraid that even the most famous black gang on the Wildfire Plains cannot do it. Those black gangs are fierce, but they don't necessarily have such fighting skills that come and go like the wind and are fierce and swift.
After thinking a lot in his heart, Xia Ya even felt a sense of oppression out of breath. He took a few deep breaths and managed to suppress this faint unease.
"What, how is it?"
Seeing Xia Ya walking back, the poor bastard seemed to be unable to stand still, her face was pale, and even cold sweat broke out from her forehead, she hurriedly asked Xia Ya.
"What else can I do, it's all dead." Xia Ya put the axe on his shoulder and saw the poor worm's face was different: "Yi? Why is your face so pale?"
"Uh... the wound hurts a bit."
"What are your legs shaking?"
"Hmm... a little cold."
Xia Ya looked at the poor worm very seriously, suddenly grinned, strode up, stretched out a big hand, pressed it hard on the poor worm's head, rubbed her hair in a mess, and laughed: "Afraid? Hahahaha, don't worry, with me, you'll be fine. You are my Soso, and I will never let anyone touch you with a finger."
Seeing the heartless laugh of this turtle, the poor worm was a little annoyed at first, but then Xia Ya's laughter infected her, and she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart, letting Xia Ya's big hand mess with her hair Gotta mess up.
This turtle... maybe it can protect me...
Compared with the nervousness of the poor bastard, the goblins did not have the slightest panic or pity when they saw the slaughtered tribe in front of them.
On the contrary, these guys even looked at the ruins in front of them with a grin, and let out a burst of laughter from Okok.
Goblins... what a bunch of people who love infighting by nature.
"Aren't they worried at all?" The poor bastard didn't understand.
"They've always been like this. The goblins' favorite thing is to watch the same kind of misfortune, even if it's the same tribe, not to mention other tribes being slaughtered." After Xia finished speaking, she walked over and smiled the most. A happy goblin warrior kicked over and made a gesture with an axe.
Mr. Wang Fei immediately came over with his head held high and his belly shy, and he gave a few loud barks to drive these goblin warriors forward.
Under Xia Ya's order, their group did not go far, but waded across the riverbed beside the goblin tribe and camped across the river.
Xia Ya still looked like a vulgar turtle, beat and scolded those goblin warriors, and left all the work of carrying and making fires to these "Suo Suo", but the poor man could see from some of Xia Ya's subtle performance. There was something unusual about him—although this turtle was still laughing and cursing, but occasionally a beast-like edge flashed in his eyes. When night fell, Xi Ya sat by the river and looked at the dead man on the other side. The ruins of the tribe, he squinted his eyes and wiped a gleam of light from time to time, and finally turned his head and looked at the poor man, his tone was very calm, but the words he said made the poor man's heart skip a beat!
"Hey..." Xia looked at the poor man's face: "At night, be careful about sleeping, we may have to get up and run at any time."
"???"
The poor worm was startled, his hands trembled, and he threw the water bag on the ground.
Xia Ya smiled, but his eyes were serious. He pointed to the opposite bank, and his tone seemed to be very casual: "Those guys, they may not have gone too far. I can see from the marks of the horseshoe that they slaughtered this tribe. After that, it was divided into several batches and dispersed. I was very worried that we would meet these guys. Although I don't know who they are, but from the way they act, it must not be a pleasant thing to meet them. "
"Well, then we're still here?" The poor man's voice couldn't hide the fear: "Why did you camp so early today?"
"Because this place should be the safest." Xia thought for a moment, and his voice was confident: "Those guys just slaughtered this place, so they are unlikely to come back here after they leave."
Xiaya said, holding a fire fork with a few pieces of wolf meat stuck on the tip of the fire fork, came to the poor worm, roasted the fire fork on the fire for a while, and handed it to the poor worm: "Eat it, no matter what. After all, it is a happy thing to be able to eat enough.”
As he said that, he pointed to another bonfire not far away. Mr. Wang scolded the goblin warriors like a prisoner. Xiaya didn't abuse the goblin captives any more, and even gave them a piece of wolf meat. But such a big piece of wolf meat is divided into more than a dozen goblin, and each goblin can take at most two bites.
"Maybe we shouldn't take these goblin captives with us." The poor man thought for a while: "If we go by ourselves, maybe the goal is smaller and it's not easy to meet others. Even if something happens, it's easier for the two to hide. "
Xia Ya smiled, he looked at the poor man with mocking eyes, and sighed: "No matter who you are, a guy like you came to Yehuoyuan and didn't die, it's really God bless you. I'll tell you , I can be sure that those guys are some of the most professional butchers, and are also experts in killing. Although I don't know who they are, it may be a top band of thieves, or a group of rebel deserters, or maybe A group of mercenaries who suddenly became mad, but no matter what, those guys are old birds! If we really encounter them, don't expect us to avoid their eyes. A veteran, even if you smell it with your nose, you can Smell the smell down the wind. That's why it's even more necessary for me to bring these goblin captives."
"why?"
"Two reasons." Xia Ya smiled, grabbed a piece of roughly roasted wolf meat, took a bite, and said vaguely: "First, if we meet those butchers, these goblins can attract each other's attention, we Maybe there's a chance to get away. Second... If you're lucky enough not to meet the butchers, the goblins can also serve as a bunch of bait when we find the dragon—and that's good for you."
The poor bastard glanced at the "Soso" beside her, sighed in her heart, and confirmed one thing again: Although this guy is a turtle, he is definitely not a simple and honest fool.