Chapter 237 Sword Test - Cunning Monster Clan

"stop."

Upon hearing Weilin's order, the twelve followers stopped a hundred meters away.

Afterwards, Verin took Kyle forward to inspect the two knights.

Whether it was Orlando's men or the Hebrew knights, everyone had fanaticism in their eyes as the man they swore to serve with their lives appeared before them.

From the age of thirteen or fourteen, they have been taught that they are the Lord's sword, the sharpest part. Under the witness of the goddess of life, they will eventually dedicate everything to the Lord, including their own lives.

"Draw your sword and salute your Lord."

Following the orders of Orlando and Hebrews, all the knights drew their swords, placed them in front of them, and saluted Verin.

"I am deeply honored by your loyalty to me. With the witness of the Goddess of Life, I believe that you are my strongest supporters and defenders." Weilin looked around the crowd and declared to everyone with a serious face.

"Your Majesty the Goddess of Life, we are willing to sacrifice everything for the Lord." Four hundred people swore in unison, their powerful voices vented to the surroundings, and the echoes lingered around.

"Now, let's go."

Afterwards, Verin issued an order, and four hundred knights, led by their respective captains, slowly headed north.

Orlando and Hebrew came up behind Verin and headed north together.

It is already difficult to find traces of the monster clan on the frontal battlefield on the western border of the Kingdom of Ilia. If you want to find the test stone, you can only go to the Kingdom of Ilia, the junction of the Ashmans Wasteland and the Ironforge Dwarf Mountain Kingdom to find the target.

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A large river runs through the Gray River Valley plain, and a large number of monster clans live on both sides.

Affected by the war between the Kingdom of Ilia and Gray Mang Reduction, countless monster clans moved here from the border areas. On the one hand, they wanted to avoid the monster army in the hinterland of Gray Mang Reduction and avoid being reduced to cannon fodder and rations. On the other hand, they are afraid of the revenge of the Ilia Kingdom and are afraid of being wiped out by the other side.

The Tusk tribe is a tribe that is a mixture of ogres and kobolds. It is the most typical hybrid monster gathering method in the Gray River Valley plain.

As the ruling class ogres, they only need to enjoy the service of kobold slaves every day. Occasionally they pick up inferior maces and smash monsters that dare to invade Tusker's territory into pulp to declare their sovereignty.

As the leader of the tribe, Tusker was resting on the most luxurious bed in the tribe.

A kobold entered the cave tremblingly, crawled on the ground, and did not dare to make a sound.

The last kobold who disturbed his master's sleep was watching him not far away.

Looking at the bones next to him from the corner of his eyes, the kobold did not dare to speak and could only pray that his master would wake up naturally.

Perhaps it was God's blessing that Tasker woke up early today and did not continue to sleep.

Looking at the kobold lying on the ground with his butt raised, the ogre Tasker sat up, his three-and-a-half-meter-tall body feeling extremely oppressive.

"What's up?"

"Master, your slave reports to you that the servants who went out to collect found traces of humans."

"You idiot, why didn't you wake me up about this?" Tasker was furious, his foul-smelling saliva flying everywhere.

The kobold was lying on the ground, shivering, constantly praying for the blessing of the kobold god.

"Come here, drag me out for a snack."

At the entrance of the cave, two tall ogres heard the clan leader's order, walked into the cave, picked up the kobold servant, bled him directly outside the cave, penetrated the kobold's body with a wooden stick, and roasted it on the fire.

Later, Tasker gathered all the tribesmen.

There are two ways now, either continue to migrate north, or destroy this group of humans.

I wonder how my majestic Tusker, who has thirty tribesmen and more than five hundred kobold slaves, can escape. I must let these damn humans become my food.

"Chief, we have investigated clearly. There are nearly 500 humans 20 kilometers north of the tribe." A short ogre stood in the center and reported to Tasker.

"How much did you say?" Tusker stopped nibbling, stared at the short ogre, and asked loudly.

Under the gaze of the clan leader, the short ogre once again repeated the information that the kobold slave had investigated.

Hearing that there were five hundred humans, each with a mount and armor, and whose strength was no less than that of the ogres, Tusker couldn't help but feel a little silent.

According to his simple calculations, one ogre is equal to three humans, one tall ogre is equal to five humans, and three kobold slaves are equal to one human. For a warrior like him, according to human calculations, the silver mid-level , capable of beating at least thirty humans.

All things considered, he couldn't defeat this group of humans.

"Pack your things and leave here immediately."

As an excellent ogre, the most important thing that he can get so much nourishment from is his wisdom that he is proud of.

His majestic eyes glanced at these stupid fellow tribesmen. Even if he had doubts as big as an iron pot in his heart, he did not dare to disobey the tribe leader's decision.

As darkness approached, a group of people stopped outside the Tusk tribe camp. Looking at the empty monster camp, Verin looked a little unhappy.

This is the third escaped monster clan they have encountered since entering the junction.

Compared with the fellow villagers in the border areas, the monster clan in the Gray River Valley area is obviously much wiser. When faced with trouble, running first is a sign of respect. This is simply the truth that the monster clan here believes in.

"My lord, how about we search in another direction." Orlando suggested after seeing this.

"Have a rest for the night and talk about it tomorrow." Weilin ordered helplessly.

Afterwards, the camp of the Tusk tribe was requisitioned. The knights of the Ice Bear Knights were responsible for cleaning the camp and clearing out the bones and excrement. The knights of the Fire Lion Knights were responsible for hunting in the surrounding area and preparing food for the night.

Although there were a lot of compressed military rations stored in his space ring, that thing was tasteless. With the conditions for hunting, why eat that thing.

In the cave, several people occupied the cave of the ogre, sat around the fire, and thought about the next decision.

"I wonder why there are so many monster clans with brains here." Hebrew threw a piece of wood into the fire and said impatiently.

"The better the place, the more intense the fight. If you can't beat it head-on, you naturally have to use your brain." Orlando thought about it and gave an uncertain answer.

After hearing this, Weilin nodded and said, "What Orlando said makes sense. We have to change a way to search for monster clans."

Seeing this, everyone began to think about what method to use to accurately find the other party without letting the other party run away in advance.

"My Lord, I have a suggestion." Kyle suddenly came up with a solution and said to Weilin.

"Tell me about it."

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