Green Monster Epic

The sound of the wind rushing overhead made the hairs on Martin's neck stand on end. He roared, simultaneously throwing the iron shield in his hand upwards without looking.

The spinning fine sword, carrying the weight of the Flower Snake and the force of the sword technique, bent the thin, straight blade into two crescent moons. Then, with a rebound, the Flower Snake's body rose several inches in the opposite direction. With a twist of his waist, he dodged Martin's knife strike that followed the shield.

The Flower Snake, leaping back, bent his legs and body forward upon landing, then exerted force, creating a gust of wind and dust as he shot towards Martin again. Martin swung his shield like a wall, remaining as steady as a mountain despite his enemy's lightning-fast movements. He displayed his defensive skills like an impregnable fortress, giving the Flower Snake no chance, occasionally seizing an opening to launch a counterattack.

After dozens of probing moves, the flashing of blades caught the attention of onlookers, but the two combatants suddenly realized that they were almost evenly matched. Martin's skill and strength were undoubtedly formidable, but as a shield warrior, he was bulky, good at defending but lacking in attack. The Flower Snake's moves were intricate and elegant, but against a shield warrior like an iron tortoise, he would break his teeth trying to bite him, let alone inflict a fatal wound.

Suddenly, the Flower Snake's agile figure retreated more than ten meters, and after re-establishing his stance, he twirled his swords into two sword flowers before sheathing them behind him. After Martin noticed his movements and stopped his defensive actions, the Flower Snake finally spoke, "Your strength is impressive, I admire you!"

"Your strength is not bad either!"

Martin was not complacent. To be honest, after realizing how difficult his opponent was, Martin knew that this sparring match would probably be fruitless. Seeing the other party voluntarily stop, Martin was relieved, as it seemed the other party had no intention of deliberately exhausting his stamina. Martin naturally had a different attitude towards the strong, even if the opponent was a wild greenskin, they were worthy of his respect.

"Then we'll call it a draw."

"Mm."

"A draw is good, a draw is good!"

Suddenly, Qiao Shan from the human team, protected by two humans, came out, followed by two human helpers carrying a heavy wooden box.

"To think that there would be such heroic figures in this remote wilderness. It has truly allowed us to witness a wonderful sparring match and broadened our horizons!"

The reason Qiao Shan took the initiative to come out was simple. The scouts he had sent out had returned, and the gnolls dozens of miles to the east had indeed dispatched a team that was heading towards their location. Even if the Flower Snake had not stopped fighting, Qiao Shan himself would have had to come out and call a halt. If they really waited until the gnolls arrived, their situation would be even more difficult and dangerous. Who could guarantee that this group of greenskin goblins would act according to the previous agreement and still maintain their current restraint?

"Hello, mighty bear goblin leader, I am Qiao Shan Smith, the director of the Fox Caravan."

"Hello, I am Flower Snake of the Greenfield Tribe."

Flower Snake nodded slightly, trying his best to put on a friendly smile.

"This is the toll agreed upon with Mr. Philip, 30 fine iron weapons, and this money bag contains 30 gold coins. I don't know if you need to count it?"

Qiao Shan waved his hand, asking someone to bring the things in front of Flower Snake and politely inquired.

"No need."

Flower Snake subconsciously declined. Although he could already do addition and subtraction within 100, he was not very familiar with counting, and he could not lose his prestige in front of outsiders.

"Then can we leave?"

After hearing Flower Snake's answer, Qiao Shan immediately asked carefully, waiting for Flower Snake's reply.

If Flower Snake hesitated in any way, then Qiao Shan would have his four subordinates and Martin cooperate to try to kill this bear goblin leader in one fell swoop. Then, before the gnolls arrived, they would defeat the goblin team first, and then turn around to deal with the gnolls coming from behind. Although on the surface, Qiao Shan seemed to believe Philip's words, the ferocity of the wildlings was deeply rooted in his heart. How could Qiao Shan possibly put his entire fortune on the other party's promise? Naturally, it was the hard truth to prepare early.

"You may."

Flower Snake nodded, completely unaware of the human's inner thoughts, otherwise, he might have immediately regretted it.

"Then, then I thank you, Chief Flower Snake!"

Qiao Shan's heart was still heavy at this moment. After giving his companion a look, the caravan behind him began to slowly move north, while Martin and several human warriors were still looking at Flower Snake.

"Your skill is very good, are you interested in going out with us to make a name for yourself?"

Martin looked at Flower Snake with admiration, although it was to buy time for the caravan to retreat, he sincerely wanted to win Flower Snake over and join his mercenary team.

"I don't want to go to the outside world. It's too prosperous and will dazzle my eyes. The hearts of people outside are also very complicated and not suitable for the habits of us wildlings."

Flower Snake directly refused. This was his true experience from going out once. The outside world was too wonderful, making it easy for people to get lost in it, which was not conducive for Flower Snake to continue improving his strength. There were too many rules outside, which would make a wildling like Flower Snake feel bound, and it was better to be free in the wilderness.

"Is that so, what a pity."

Martin sighed. He did not expect that such a good talent would not be interested in the outside world. Watching the caravan behind him slowly move forward, while the team behind Flower Snake was still standing peacefully in place because they had not received instructions from their leader, without any pursuit. At this time, Martin confirmed that this group of goblins might really be as they said, that after collecting the toll, they would no longer covet their caravan.

"I hope to have the opportunity to meet again next time."

Martin made a fist with his right hand and placed it on his chest, performing a salute before taking his leave.

"I hope that when you return next time, you will choose our territory again. We welcome you to pass by here and protect your property from the covetous eyes of other tribes."

Flower Snake nodded lightly, organizing his words to invite the other party.

"I will bring the words to the caravan director. As for whether we will pass through here again next time, it is not up to us mercenaries to decide."

Martin smiled kindly, and then led his four team members to stride forward, chasing after the caravan that was moving forward.

The belated gnoll team only saw the tail of the human caravan. Boban walked over with a fierce look on his face and roared at Flower Snake with great dissatisfaction: "You fellow, you called us over, but you didn't let us do anything. What do you mean by that?"

"It doesn't mean anything. It's just that they have a fate with us, and I don't want to plunder them!"

Flower Snake glared back at Boban, his eyes also flashing fiercely, and retorted without the slightest politeness.

"Also, they are now under the protection of our tribe. If you dare to chase after them to make trouble, don't blame our tribe for being impolite!"

In fact, even without Flower Snake's threat, Boban's mere dozen gnoll team would not chase and attack the caravan in front. More than a year of recuperation was still not enough for the severely damaged Ivan Tribe to recover much strength. Now, the gnolls around him were already most of the elites in the tribe, so how could he be willing to take them to their deaths.

"Got it!"

Boban replied impatiently, and then raised his head and asked: "Then is it okay, can we go back?"

"Mm, get lost!"

Flower Snake waved his hand, replying equally impatiently, completely disregarding Boban's blustering expression.

"Go, back to the tribe!"

"Awoo!"

Some gnolls were dissatisfied. What was the point of this whole ordeal!

"You TM are howling in mourning!"

Boban didn't dare to be rough with Flower Snake, so he naturally had to vent on his tribesmen, kicking a unlucky guy far away with a big foot.

As the gnolls slowly returned the way they came, Flower Snake didn't say much, and led the team back home as well. On the way back, some were happy and some were disappointed, with Dasha being the most disappointed. He could have taken this opportunity to gain a great merit. If he had really robbed this batch of goods, according to the rules that Allen had formulated before, he could have been allocated some good things!

Things from the outside world are naturally good, especially the objects they make for daily use, such as exquisite porcelain and gorgeous fabrics and clothing, which are the favorite playthings of the Greenfield people who now have families. It's just a pity that few caravans come to the Greenfield Plain. Most of the utensils used by the families in the tribe are either rough things made by human craftsmen or inventory left over from previous plundering.

Those who are happy are naturally represented by Phillip. His proposal was successfully achieved. Other than that, at least his position is more stable. At the same time, he also demonstrated his ability. What a great thing. Thinking of this, looking at the departing caravan, a look of reverie flashed in Phillip's eyes before he turned around and hurriedly caught up with the Flower Snake and his party in front.

When they returned to Green Lake Village, the sky was completely dark. After everyone finished dinner, they dispersed. Today's harvest was meager, but it consumed a lot of energy and physical strength. No one had the energy to continue wasting time. Only Flower Snake, Camellia, and Phillip were left to count the harvest of the day.

"Do you think we can attract caravans by doing this?"

Only then did Flower Snake raise his head and look directly into Phillip's eyes, asking with a lack of confidence. Looking at the dozens of weapons in front of them, mostly spears and daggers, Flower Snake already regretted it a little.

"Chieftain Flower Snake, to be honest, I can't predict how much impact this matter will have, because our place is too remote. Ordinary caravans may not choose our place."

"However, if we don't start with the first step, then there will definitely be no change in this area in the future. That's for sure. The short-term loss of benefits may bring a bright future to the Greenfield Plain. This deal is actually not a loss for us."

"We actually have certain advantages here, that is, the Tagan Desert, which stretches for more than 2,000 miles to the north. Although it will make unfamiliar teams lost in it, the indigenous tribes in the desert are also very few. As long as the caravan finds a familiar guide, they can go straight through the edge of the desert to the Elven Kingdom's Thornsburg. This is also the reason why that human, Qiao Shan, chose to travel through our Greenfield Plain."

"… …"

Phillip carefully analyzed it for Flower Snake in order to strengthen his confidence, while quickly counting the not-so-many gains on the ground.

In fact, with the discovery of pyrite in the Aulro Hills, the value of fine iron weapons in the Greenfield tribe will soon be reduced by a notch in the future. Choosing these weapons at this time will soon depreciate.

However, Flower Snake couldn't think so far. Looking at the ground full of various weapons, after shaking off the regret in his mind, he said to Camellia with satisfaction: "Give these weapons to you for accounting. Let Allen handle it himself when he comes back. By the way, here are the 30 gold coins given by the human. You can keep them together."

"Okay."

After giving the aftermath work to Camellia and Phillip, Flower Snake left Allen's stone fort without any burden and walked towards his home. He hadn't seen them for half a day, and he didn't know if the two little ones at home were being naughty.

Phillip was uncharacteristically diligent, helping Camellia to smear the weapons with animal oil and then classify them one by one and put them into the armory in Allen's stone fort.

"Camellia, is there anything else you need my help with? If not, I'll go back to rest. Alas, my old waist!!"

Phillip was already in his forties, and his physical strength was indeed starting to decline. Although he had the strength of a level 3-4 warrior, compared to Flower Snake and the other strong young men, his physical strength was still a bit worse, even not as good as Camellia, who was still busy at this time.

"You should go back and rest first, Mr. Phillip. I can handle the rest by myself."

Seeing that Phillip was indeed tired, Camellia immediately asked Phillip to go back and rest. In the village, Camellia, who often partnered with Phillip, probably respected Phillip the most. Phillip's knowledge allowed him to not be strong in physical strength, but the unknown abilities he showed when handling affairs and allocating work were what Camellia envied the most and what she had been learning.

"Then thank you!"

Phillip replied apologetically, then covered his old waist and slowly walked towards his own wooden building on the hillside. There were no lights there at this time, and the female companion Allen had assigned to him was probably already asleep.

After returning home, Phillip lit the oil lamp. Contrary to his exhaustion outside, he became very capable and agile, carefully busying himself in the house.

Phillip first rummaged through the boxes and found an old sheet, then packed up a few pieces of clothing and a few crafts that Allen usually rewarded him with. Finally, he rummaged for a long time in a corner of the house and finally took out 2 gold coins flashing with golden light and a dozen silver coins. These were all he had managed to collect in the past three years.

After packing up, feeling that he had not missed other useful things, Phillip wrapped the sheet up and made a temporary bag, which he carried behind him. After getting ready, a look of hesitation flashed across Phillip's face. He wanted to move to the inner room to wake up his sleeping female companion, but he hesitated that bringing his female companion would slow down his pace.

Finally, Phillip, who had made a decision with great difficulty, gritted his teeth and blew out the oil lamp in the room, tiptoed open the door, and quietly ran towards a remote place on the village wall.

Phillip had always thought about escaping. No matter how beautiful the wilderness was and how good Chief Allen was to him, how could it compare to the colorful life of human society? In particular, Phillip still missed his manor in the Sky Dome Principality, tens of thousands of miles away, as well as the familiar gardeners, farmers, and the most missed leisurely life.

Here, every moment Phillip had to worry about whether he would be dismembered by the brutal goblins and then put on the grill to be roasted.

It was just a pity that Phillip's strength was not good enough. With a mere level 3-4 warrior, any wild creature he encountered could take his life.

Therefore, even after gaining Allen's trust and being recognized by the goblins, Phillip did not act rashly. He had been waiting for the most suitable opportunity to carry out this escape, which was likely to be the only one in his life.

His previous attempt to win over and please the orc Saru, who came to the village as a guest, was a failed attempt. After learning that the other party had an agreement with Allen for a cooperative adventure, Phillip resolutely abandoned his plan to ask the other party to take him away from the Greenfield Plain.

Until this time, when the human caravan that suddenly crossed the Greenfield Plain and was discovered by the bear goblin Dashan arrived, Phillip once again raised his hopes of escape. In fact, this opportunity to escape was likely to be the only opportunity to escape in Phillip's life, at least that's what Phillip thought.

The knowledge in his mind had long been hollowed out by Allen, this learning-loving guy, in the more than two years, almost three years, in Green Lake Village. There was a time before when Phillip clearly felt that Allen, the bear goblin chief, looked at him with scrutiny and suspicion, and this feeling alone made Phillip break out in a cold sweat. Phillip knew that the power he held in the village to maintain order and punish the tribe seemed very impressive, but in order to cater to Allen and hold on to this most reliable thigh, Phillip could only cruelly force a tribe with countless ignorant customs to gradually restrain themselves into what they are now.

What he gained from this was naturally the image of Phillip being hated and despised by the Greenfield tribe. If Phillip made a mistake and was caught by someone, and they reported it to Allen, countless Greenfield tribesmen would definitely stand aside with smiles on their faces, watching him be punished.

The appearance of the human caravan gave Phillip a glimmer of hope, but there was still a major problem in front of him, and that was how to persuade Flower Snake and the powerful warriors of the Greenfield tribe to give up the idea of attacking this caravan.

Just as Phillip had analyzed with Flower Snake before, most of the caravans passing through the Greenfield Plain were small and micro caravans that could not afford the complicated toll fees of the Mansha Corridor and could not hire very powerful mercenary teams, which was the absolute reason why they chose to go this way.

Phillip, having lived in the Green Field Tribe for so long, naturally knew its strength, and it was precisely because he understood the tribe's power that he was so worried about that merchant caravan.

Left with no choice, Phillip could only quickly rack his brains, trying to come up with a way to help the caravan get through this crisis. Perhaps Qiao Shan, who was far to the north, wouldn't have imagined that the human who had been so meticulous with him was actually making such a significant contribution to their safe passage through the Green Field Plains.

Fortunately, Allen had always discussed with Phillip, seeking the future development direction of the Green Field Tribe, which made Phillip put in a lot of effort on this matter. Although he knew that collecting tolls from merchant caravans to get rich was not very feasible, it was still possible to fool Snake, who had become more worried and hesitant after becoming the leader.

And A-Xiao, his rival, constantly refuted him from the side, which was the best catalyst, making Snake, who felt his authority was being challenged, somewhat irrationally accept Phillip's suggestion. Although it couldn't be said that Phillip's suggestion was unreliable, to be honest, it was impossible to achieve this wish relying solely on the efforts of the Green Field Tribe.

In the end, with a series of eloquent words, coupled with adventurous actions, Phillip really succeeded in his whimsical plan. The Fox Caravan received a little favor from him and safely passed through the Green Field Plains; and the Green Field Tribe also became more assured and valued him because of the success of his plan, making his escape plan easier to succeed.

Who would have thought that someone who had just helped the tribe make a contribution and was usually so law-abiding would soon do something to betray Green Lake Village?

Phillip, who had already found a route to escape the village's outskirts, groped in the darkness. The red moon in the sky cast a faint red light, allowing Phillip to not be completely blind. The corner of the southeast wall had not yet been completely replaced by a stone wall, because the development of the Aolei mine had taken away most of the labor in the village, which was just right for Phillip's escape.

Carefully and laboriously climbing over the wall, and then crossing the 3-4 meter high wall, there was nothing else on the dark road ahead that could hinder Phillip's escape.

Phillip's heart was filled with the joy of freedom. He couldn't wait to shout out loud. The unease and fear that had been accumulating in his heart for years were just a little bit away from driving Phillip crazy. But now was not the time to celebrate. Phillip suppressed the overflowing joy and excitement in his heart, found the right direction, and continued to run towards the southeast.

There were watchtowers in the northeast of the village, so he could only take a detour to avoid the village's eyes and ears before he could safely catch up with the human caravan that was burdened by the carriages. Phillip, who felt that he had thought everything through, didn't realize that not long after he left the village, a ghostly figure appeared a hundred meters behind him.

How could Phillip, who thought he had calculated everything clearly, know that no one in the Green Field Tribe had ever really trusted him? Allen's instructions to Snake and the others when he went to Thornsburg more than a year ago were still remembered by Snake.

Phillip's performance today was too active, completely different from his usual style, which Snake had already seen in his eyes, but he had not been able to figure out what the other party was thinking or what he was planning, so he had been watching coldly.

Of course, the suggestion made by the other party, in his opinion, was indeed worthwhile, especially since doing so, although the benefits were less, the sacrifices of the tribe were even less. This was what Snake considered the most when he was the leader. The village had finally managed to pull together such a team, and if he lost a lot of them in his hands, how would he explain it to Allen when he came back?

The last time the ogres attacked the village, Da Jiang and more than a dozen tribesmen died at the hands of the ogres. He, as the leader at the time, was very remorseful afterwards and suffered in his heart for a long time.

Because of his suspicion, Snake decided to pay close attention to Phillip these few days. He didn't expect that he had only left the other party for less than half an hour, and Phillip had already taken action.

He had been following Phillip to the southeast for about 6-7 miles. Usually, he saw this middle-aged human walking at a slow pace, but now he was running without showing any signs of aging. At this time, Snake had already figured out what the other party was thinking, and felt that there was no need to entangle with him any longer.

"Mr. Phillip, what a great interest, coming out for a run in the middle of the night!"

The familiar voice came from behind, floating in the empty wilderness in the middle of the night. Phillip's face, which was covered with fine sweat and infinite joy, froze for a moment, and even his movements stopped abruptly.

Phillip slowly turned his head and saw Snake's bear-nosed face covered with fluff gradually approaching behind him. The despair, unwillingness, anger, and sadness in his eyes were heartbreaking.

When everything was developing in the worst direction, Phillip's heart could not withstand the powerful mental impact. The whole person finally collapsed. He suddenly put on a smile on his face again, laughed wildly at the sky, and threw away the baggage on his body at will, and even tore the clothes he was wearing, making them messy.

Surrounding Snake, Phillip cried for a while and laughed for a while, and from time to time he would sing a little song from the human kingdom, his eyes seemed foolish and crazy, a chaos, and under such a blow, Phillip went completely mad.

"Feigning madness and foolishness!"

In Snake's eyes, Phillip's tragic experience was not worth sympathizing with. He had lived in the village for so long, but he still had not integrated into the village. Then what was the difference between him and a wild jackal that could not be tamed?

A reprimand did not see Phillip have the slightest restraint. Snake, too lazy to delay any longer, grabbed with a claw, just pinching Phillip's back neck. With a clever force, the other party's body slipped down softly, and his head also drooped down. Fortunately, Snake did not let go of the hand grabbing his neck, and picked him up by the waist with one arm. At the same time, he cleaned up the clothes and luggage discarded by Phillip on the ground, and then lightly stepped and ran back in the direction of the village.

After returning to the village, Snake directly threw Phillip into the already vacant cage. When everyone woke up one after another the next day, they suddenly found that Phillip, who had been doing his homework well, had become a slave in the cage today, and he had become foolish and silly. Everyone who saw it was a brain of paste, completely unable to figure out what happened in this night.

A-Xiao came to the door aggressively, looking for Snake to respond to this problem, and then found that Snake had taken the lead in calling all the leaders in the village together, and then told everyone everything that happened last night as it was.

After listening to all this, A-Xiao's anger also subsided, and even a bit of murderous intent emerged, and he wanted to kill this bastard again.

"What to do now?"

Camellia couldn't bear it, and asked with some regret.

"What else can we do? Of course, kill him, just to set an example for others!"

A-Xiao, who never knew how to be soft-hearted to outsiders, used his methods of controlling slaves in Aolei, and gave his opinion resentfully. The faces of the others changed, but no one objected to A-Xiao's meaning. It seemed that everyone in the room except Snake had been sued by Phillip, beaten or whipped.

"Let's just lock him up like this. Chief Allen values him very much anyway, so let's hand it over to the chief to decide."

In the end, Snake's words saved Phillip's life, but the final outcome of Phillip is still unknown.

The reward from the big boss is the motivation for my writing. I was still a little slack, thinking about taking advantage of the Internet outage at home today to stop for a while, but now it seems that it is still not possible!

I must get excited and write this book more and more wonderfully, so that I can live up to the support of the big bosses!

Congratulations on the birth of the first leader of this book - Shi Quan Wan You!