There were still black blood stains on the thin stabbing sword, and the torn clothes and the bruises all over the body showed a bit of heroism. After the fight, Zhou Qingfeng appeared murderous, and the command in his mouth was short and clear, which made people convincing.
Both the goblin and the'warrior' have poor combat effectiveness, and the battle depends entirely on the commander's ability. But the gains from a bad battle are huge.
Zhou Qingfeng seized two complete light trebuchets, and even the human craftsmen who operated the trebuchets did not run away. He was all caught in front of him—to be precise, the craftsman saw him as a human adventurer and cried. Shouting and ran out to take refuge.
These craftsmen came from a city called'Coldwind City' outside the Black Forest. It is said that it has a population of 20,000 and belongs to the larger city in the Northland. They were deceived, kidnapped, threatened and taken into the Black Forest by the old Seuss of the mortar pit and became slaves of goblins.
Zhou Qingfeng became the liberator of mankind in the minds of the craftsmen. The tortured almost fell to the ground, bowed and prayed for the help of the hero.
"These craftsmen are better than the waste of the voodoo swamp, right?" Zhou Qingfeng helped the craftsmen one by one, and simply asked their names. There are five of them. A middle-aged man named Wilson looked calmer and was appointed as the team leader to direct the others.
"Take the trebuchet away, we may need it in the future. Take the vehicle behind and evacuate immediately. Old Borg, you take someone to erase the traces, and don't let the goblins track us." Zhou Qingfeng ordered.
There are cattle, horses, and even wolves that are unique to goblins. Those wolves refused to accept the drive of human beings and could only be killed on the spot. Wolf corpses can also be used for snacks, and wolf skins can also keep out the cold.
Hastily inspected the supplies in the convoy. There was a cart of field equipment, a cart of horse feed, a cart of dried meat, two carts of rye flour, and a box of gold and silver coins. These are all prepared for the troops besieging the White Crow camp, among which the gold and silver are to reward human traitors.
The artisan leader Wilson said that these were purchased from Coldwind City by the Magru tribe. In order to control the Black Forest, the goblin tried his best to take out all the wealth accumulated over the years, desperately betting.
The poor of the Black Forest are dying, all materials have to be purchased from outside, which costs a lot. If the expected goal is not achieved, the power of the Magru tribe will be severely damaged-it is not easy for the goblins to save money, and if the loss is too great, the strength will really plummet.
It is said that the cost is so huge, and the action of betting on the fate of the race, at least every step must be carefully studied and arranged carefully, so as not to fall short. But such an important logistics team has only two bear goblins leading the team to protect it, which is too careless.
But from Wilson's description, this'carelessness' is reasonable again. Goblins, they have this virtue. If you have a little power, you will be full of confidence, but the wealth you have finally accumulated will soon be wasted.
Now a heavy team has been damaged, and all the good things in the team have been cheaper for Zhou Qingfeng. The accompanying "warriors" circled the convoy several times, all rejoicing, their morale rose again, and they looked a bit brave.
Zhou Qingfeng had to strictly discipline once again, asking the'warriors' to shut up and not to disclose any details of this operation. He asked all of his men to seal it up with just one sentence-the more you let the others in the voodoo swamp know, the less you will get.
With such threats and tricks, Zhou Qingfeng led the team back to the Voodoo Swamp before dark. The people in the settlement were naturally surprised, but no matter how they asked, the "warriors" in the team did not speak, and when asked anxiously, the new word "discipline" popped up.
Just going out and having such a great harvest in half a day, the people in the settlement are all red-eyed. Immediately there were hundreds of people rushing to Zhou Qingfeng's tent, crying and crying to become a subordinate of'Master Hugo'.
If you can't become a subordinate, you can be a slave as long as you feed it.
The clamoring noises could not be contained, and people kept trying to rush into Zhou Qingfeng's tent. Right now the settlements are running out of food, and the hungry people are desperate to survive.
"It's really not easy to raise these three hundred mouths." Zhou Qingfeng arranged fifteen waste wood "warriors" outside, holding a light crossbow to block the people who kept coming.
To be honest, he definitely didn't want to raise any waste. But in this situation, you can raise it without raising it, at least half of it. At the same time, let the other half not starve to death, and don't rebel.
"Cook the porridge first and eat a big pot of rice." Zhou Qingfeng called to Rubio and appointed him as a temporary housekeeper to release a certain amount of food to appease the restless settlement waste.
Waiting for a bowl of gruel to be eaten, Uncle Zhou ordered an expansion. He let fifteen waste wood "warriors" be the team leader, each recruiting ten team members. The recruits began to work-repairing the voodoo swamp.
Making tools, filling roads, cleaning up rubbish, piercing walls, digging wells, digging toilets, washing and cooking, in short, the work is endless. Whether the work is good or not, Zhou Qingfeng personally inspected it, and also determined whether the people at work could eat enough.
Lao Tzu is creating jobs!
As long as they maintain employment and have enough food and clothing, the people will not make trouble. Naturally, Zhou Qingfeng's current position was stabilized.
There was nothing for a night, and Zhou Qingfeng simply stayed in the settlement for the next two days to train his men.
As for the goblin side, it took two days to determine this matter—a trebuchet-carrying squadron on his side had not arrived at the front line of the White Crow camp from the stucco pit. It should have been robbed.
The slowness of this reaction is really staggering.
It was not the goblin who stayed in the mortar pit, but the human traitor responsible for besieging the white crow camp, the leader of the mortar pit.
The jungle wanderer has fierce and cunning eyes. For his own benefit, he can betray anyone without hesitation. This time he thought that the Magru tribe had a better chance of winning, so he did not hesitate to raise the butcher knife against his own kind.
On the night when Zhou Qingfeng succeeded in the robbery, Old Hughes yelled violently in the camp outside the White Crow camp. The squadron escorted by the two bear goblins will not only bring the trebuchets to destroy the solid wall, but also a batch of tents.
The temperature in the Black Forest is comfortable during the day, but it is cold at night. Goblins must hide in the woods to avoid the wind, and humans need a warm shelter. Old Hughes brought fifty men lightly to the White Crow Camp, and spent the night in the wild with a bonfire.
Such suffering severely consumes physical strength and has a great impact on the war. Ordinarily, the tent should be delivered soon, but Old Seuss waited until the night, when only the cold wind came, and nothing else.
"Damn goblins, they must have delayed things." The first thing Old Seus suspected was not that someone blocked the road and robbed him. Instead, he felt that the goblin's laziness and chaos caused the logistics to fail to arrive.
After all, that group of goblins has always been unreliable.
The low- and middle-level goblin soldiers and officers can only scream'Ok Ouk'. Their goblin language only has this pronunciation, and all meanings are expressed by changes in the tone, and outsiders can't understand it at all.
The goblins who can speak lingua franca are all high-level, but they are best at jumping to the gods and praying to the spirits of ancestors. Let them do the work that requires coordination and organization, and it will definitely mess up.
On the second day of the siege, Old Seus did nothing. All his subordinates looked pale, and waited for the third day to quickly send people back to the mortar pit to supervise the transportation of materials.
There are a few human traitors in the mortar pit responsible for the management of logistics. They heard that supplies were not delivered to the front line and they were swearing, and they also thought it was the goblin's laziness that broke the big thing.
So the traitors hurriedly investigated where the heavy squad went
After investigating for a whole day, Old Seuss’ men continued to stay up all night in the cold wind, miserable. In the absence of food and clothing, many adventurers were frozen and sick, and suffered non-combat losses.
By the fifth day after the start of the war, the official battle had not yet started. Instead, an investigation report was placed in front of the goblin old shaman Zul Greyhide—a human force attacked our heavy team and caused heavy losses.
It turned out that humans did it first
As for who attacked the goblin squadron
Those goblins who escaped and survived are unclear, but they have a profound impact-the human leader is wrapped in a cloud of mist, and the weapon is a thin thorn sword. He is the worst!