In the deserted mountains, the wind is cold, and the rugged river beach has become a rare road in the wilderness. The Black Forest is full of primitive scenery, and human activities are confined to the few natural roads.
The river beach is also a place where various monsters frequently haunt. If humans need to pass through, a team of more than ten people must be assembled to be insured. Otherwise, even the bones will not be left after being eaten by the monster.
Zhou Qingfeng was riding on his short-legged horse and felt two tingling sensations again. He was willing to come down and walk, but a word from the old dwarf dispelled his idea-nobles always like to be high above them.
Nobility, a very ridiculous word.
But the fools of the voodoo swamp eat this. They are self-willing to be humble, and have strict upper and lower levels in their minds, which are insurmountable. When in trouble, they expect a noble superior to come to redeem.
Zhou Qingfeng perfectly played the role of aristocrat in the minds of the fools-exquisite, handsome, heroic, tough, wise, and in power.
If the aristocratic master walks with the foolish people, this is unimaginable.
Fortunately, the old dwarf provided a dark wound ointment, and the wound felt cool after application, which made it much more comfortable.
Zhou Qingfeng led the team from the voodoo swamp and publicly stated that he would go out to rob in order to survive. The'warriors' who accompanied him didn't take it for granted, and even took it for granted. In this cannibalistic world, you really can't survive without using force to rob.
This was also Zhou Qingfeng's own helpless choice. He had limited resources, and finally managed to get the voodoo swamp, but the more than 300 people in the settlement were a gunpowder keg that could explode at any time. If the limited supplies are exhausted, any identity will lose its luster.
Now even the poor pony is facing the dilemma of starving. Todd brought some beans to make fodder when he came out of the White Crow camp, and now he almost ate all the beans.
At that time, even a foothold will not exist.
Looking back at the'warriors' he recruited, Zhou Qingfeng really wanted to hit him to death. The guys are not tall, not strong, and they can't speak well. Fortunately, they live in the Black Forest all year round, obedient, patient, and possess basic combat skills.
From the Voodoo Swamp to the south, walk three or four kilometers through the river beach path. The'Warrior' in charge of the sentry came back and reported: "Master Hugo, the road leading to the white crow camp is just ahead. There are no new ruts on the road. , The goblin's delivery team shouldn't come yet."
Looking at the sun in the sky, Zhou Qingfeng estimated that the time was around ten o'clock in the morning. Refugees who recently fled into the voodoo swamp provided information, and the goblins of the Magru tribe delivered supplies to the front lines every day.
Judging from the current situation, Zhou Qingfeng has reduced this'war' provoked by goblins to a large-scale combat. Whether it is a human or a goblin, both sides are constantly making mistakes, and they are all competing with someone with lower organization and command skills.
To put it bluntly, it is just worse.
On the human side, the fifteen settlements are in their own right, and there are enmities and grudges among each other. Since there are few people, it is not possible to form a joint force. There were only two or three hundred people in each settlement, and some even defected and took refuge in goblins.
There are a huge number of goblins, and there is the help of the Human Leading Party, which has been planning for a long time. After they started, the offensive was raging, but within a few days they became drowsy, as if they quickly fell into a state of fatigue.
"And they are very arrogant." Zhou Qingfeng rode a pony to the intersection where the goblin team must pass. There is not even a guard patrol on such an important road. Isn't it clear that you are waiting to be disrupted by your opponents
Even with Uncle Zhou's poor military knowledge, he knew that patrols would be arranged on the traffic line. It's as if Little Japan built artillery towers every one kilometer on the railway line. Otherwise, the back road will be cut off, how can we fight this battle
Do you fight hungry
"Go into the woods, rest on the spot, and don't walk around. Come and investigate in the two directions of the mortar pit and the white crow camp. Remember, you must find out the status of the goblin."
Zhou Qingfeng took out two silver coins from his pocket, and after a long time spent thinking about them, they gave them to the servants of the old dwarf. The two servants beamed with joy and took the silver coins and set off on the road. The other'warriors' originally craned their necks to make this money, but were disappointed.
It's not that Zhou Qingfeng is eccentric, but it's really afraid of these idiots being lazy.
There was a problem with the army in the Middle Ages, and the lords brought their serfs with them when they fought. Serfs must be watched by an officer on the battlefield. Once they are out of the sight of the officer, they will inevitably hide and slacken their efforts. If the task is not completed, it is extremely delayed.
Therefore, it was difficult for the ancient army to carry out any complicated tactical maneuvers, and could only head-to-head on the battlefield in the form of a square formation. And Zhou Qingfeng's trash is even more rubbish than serfs, they are just a group of talking animals.
Without incentives, the'warriors' are unwilling to move. After giving the money, I was afraid that they would find a place to hide and report back to say "Nothing is wrong". Uncle Zhou would be dumbfounded if he waited for the enemy to kill him before his eyes.
In this battle, Zhou Qingfeng pulled the old dwarf into the team, and also brought a few servants of the latter. These servants were suppressed by the old dwarf anyway, and they should be more reliable than the temporarily recruited'warriors'.
hope so... ..
Zhou Qingfeng also had a headache because his subordinates were not strong. He can only take people to hide in the woods next to the intersection and wait.
The old dwarf Borg rode a wild boar to follow Zhou Qingfeng. It was observing Zhou Qingfeng along the way, watching him give orders, organize the team, and assign manpower until it became concealed at the intersection.
Going into the woods and grooming is not nothing to do. Zhou Qingfeng checked his equipment one by one to ensure that everyone's weapons could come in handy. In general, everything went well under his constant yelling and whipping.
In this ambush, everyone is equipped with a light crossbow. As long as the enemy's heavy squad is not too strong or exaggerated, Zhou Qingfeng will command his men to shoot a few waves of poisonous crossbows first. Keep the person who shot the opponent back upside down.
"Victor Hugo, I really believe that you are a nobleman now." The old dwarf drew closer and said, "You are not only knowledgeable, but also strong in leadership."
The'warriors' resting in the woods also pricked their ears to listen to gossip.
"What?" Uncle Zhou was annoying. There are fifteen pigs under him.
No, it is an insult to pigs to say so.
"I said you are really a nobleman, and you are the kind of noble family, very powerful." The old dwarf said with an expression of'I have seen you through', "You said that you have the bloodline of the dragon, but in fact, I still don't. How to believe. But now...
Your knowledge and abilities cannot be cultivated by ordinary families. Only those families with a very long history, such as royal families, will teach their children how to command, how to lead soldiers, and how to fight
Although it was only a short march, there were not many people. But you deploy sentinels, restrain the soldiers, pay attention to investigation, and boost morale. Your performance on this road is perfect. "
The old dwarf nodded earnestly after speaking, almost giving praise with a thumbs up.
The other'warriors' also nodded, although they didn't understand very well, they felt that their boss was very powerful, and he deserved to be the man who dominated the entire voodoo swamp.
Zhou Qingfeng suddenly smiled bitterly and thought to himself: "I am the socialist successor who received the nine-year compulsory education. Am I proud? It's not that I am too powerful, but you are obviously too scumbag, okay?"