Chapter 102: The Crisis Begins
"Sir, it's a genius idea to be able to turn those useless goblins into golden coins!" Gale whispered.
Locherde laughed even more wildly. He said, "You have made a great contribution by successfully opening up the connection with Sandro. Garu, as soon as I have time, I will take you to the Advanced Chaos Zone and help you fight for the Hero Order."
The mage attendant, Gael, was overjoyed and said hurriedly, "Thank you, Lord Locherd, I will definitely work hard!"
Usually, NPC soldiers need to reach level 5 and complete the heroic path to advance to city heroes. However, some NPCs are not experienced enough and cannot start the heroic path.
There is always a way out. God Asham still left a way for these inexperienced NPCs, the Hero's Order.
The hero order, which can only be randomly dropped by killing wild monsters above level 4 in the wild, can force an NPC soldier above level 5 to open a heroic path.
After completing this heroic path, you can transform NPC soldiers into NPC heroes.
However, an NPC who is promoted to a hero through the Hero Order can only reach the master level at best and will never be able to become a legend.
But for Garu, becoming a hero is his biggest dream.
“I feel like goblins are really good things.
When planting chives, you need to water and fertilize them.
There is no need for fairies. If we leave them alone, they will grow on their own. When the time comes, we can harvest them and turn them into gold coins."
Gailu said: "Sir, I met a half-elf hero at the gate of Silver Snow City yesterday, and he actually called a merchant goblin brother. Some people even call leeks brothers."
Lorquette smiled and said, "What a touching friendship! If we have the chance, we can send that goblin merchant to the cemetery and let that half-elf and the skeleton soldier become brothers."
The two of them burst into laughter.
Ke Ruoke brought the Christmas elf Clarence to the elf camp in Carlton City.
This is the third county town that Ke Ruoke has visited today.
The first two cities received nothing.
But after asking several old wizards humbly, she got the same answer that they had never heard that the water of the Holy Spirit was needed for the advancement of fairies.
This made Ke Ruoke a little anxious.
Lord Qige will be returning to the territory tomorrow. I don’t know when we will meet next time.
Qige felt very uncomfortable because he couldn't help him.
Riding a horse slowly approaching the goblin camp, Ke Ruoke discovered something was wrong. The sound of horse hooves and cries for help could be heard constantly from the goblin camp.
Just then, a little goblin ran out of the camp gate in panic.
Behind it , an arrow flew out and pierced its back.
The goblin screamed and fell to the ground, stirring up a pile of dust.
Just as it was about to get up , its limbs went limp and it fell down again.
A gnoll came over with a crossbow, picked up the goblin, and slammed him into the camp.
"Poison Arrow Gnoll!"
But Ruoke gritted her teeth.
"These beasts! How dare they commit murder so brazenly near the county town!"
The Jackal Slave Team is notorious throughout the entire Asia Sand continent. They are the most despicable and least welcomed mercenary group in the entire Asia Sand continent.
They breed scorpions with paralyzing toxins in their tails, coat the toxins on crossbow arrows, and then capture creatures of other species for sale.
Peace-loving creatures such as elves and goblins have suffered greatly from them and hate them deeply.
"Clarence!"
Clarence got off his horse, took out the magic book, and shot out a magic arrow.
Clarence's superb spellcasting skills allowed his magic arrow to accurately hit the throat of the poison-arrowed jackal.
The poison arrow-hit werewolf couldn't even howl and fell down directly.
Ke Ruoke got off the horse herself and picked up the paralyzed little goblin.
The little goblin opened its mouth weakly, wanting to say something, but the paralyzing poison made it unable to utter a word, and saliva flowed from the corners of its mouth.
Ke Ruoke held his hand and said, "Don't worry, we will save everyone. You take a rest."
Watching the little goblin's tears slowly sliding down from the corners of her eyes, Clarence's anger burned in his heart.
He helped Ke Ruoke put the little elf on the horse's back and let him lie on the saddle.
Then Clarence activated the strategic magic of perspective atmosphere, and in front of his eyes, red dots representing the jackals appeared one by one.
As he flipped through the magic book, magic arrows, ice bolts, lightning bolts, fireballs, wind bombs, rock spikes, one magic after another targeted the gnolls one by one.
Some of the larger gnolls outside the camp saw this, mounted their horses, and began to flee.
Clarence's casting range was very large, but unfortunately the opponents ran too fast, and even though he tried his best to intercept them, several of them escaped.
He wanted to chase after him on horseback, but was stopped by Ke Ruoke.
"Don't go." Ke Ruoke looked at the gnoll riding away on horseback and said, "That's a gnoll hunter, a level 4 unit. It moves very fast. You can't catch up with it, and it's easy to be lured into a trap."
"First, treat the injured goblins. When the caravan arrives, we'll go settle the score with them."
Clarence doesn't know any healing magic.
But Ruoke and he could only pull out the crossbow arrows on the little goblins' backs and do some simple processing.
(Some readers who read the book quickly may ask why I didn’t enter the battle space. Let me explain.
Because the battle space is exclusive to heroes, non-hero units do not enter the battle space except when fighting monsters.
Fighting monsters into battle space is not turn-based, but a real-time strategy map.)
The camp became quiet. Some goblins hiding in the basement secretly peeked out and saw Koroko and Clarence helping other goblins bandage their wounds.
"Grandpa Ke Ruoke!"
The goblins came out of the camp crying and complained to Ke Ruoke: "Grandpa Ke Ruoke, many goblins have been captured by them! This is the fourth time they have come this month."
"Originally there were over 400 goblins in the camp, but now there are only about a hundred left."
The fourth time this month ? Ke Ruoke frowned.
Even if the guards of Carlton City were slow to react, they should have realized something was wrong. But no one is doing anything?
He carefully recalled the direction in which the wolf slave-hunting team fled.
Oh no, the high-ranking officials in Carlton City want to capture the goblin!
"Clarence, notify all the goblins in the camp to prepare to evacuate." Ke Ruoke ordered: "Put all the paralyzed goblins in the food wagons first, and unload the food on the wagons and discard it."
Ke Ruoke looked in the direction of Carlton City and thought angrily, "You bastards, what are you planning again?"
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"My Lord City Lord, this is bad!"
Several gnoll rangers shouted and fled to Carlton City on horseback. They came to Locherd, dismounted, knelt before him, and said:
"My Lord, your loyal slave-hunting team has been ambushed.
The enemy is a traveling goblin with a magic red hat goblin. "
Locherd said with great interest: "Oh? A red-hatted goblin? A Christmas goblin? What a rare find."
