black wizard Zhu Peng

"A ranger taking his sister to practice around?" The middle-aged man, who is physically strong and equipped with much better equipment than Zhu Peng's, walked down the wooden wall and asked with raised eyebrows.

"So it's a part-time job. There have been some changes in my hometown. I can only wander around with my sister. Rosa, call me uncle."

"Hello, Uncle." Little Rosa raised her head and said sweetly, even though her gray face was still cute, the militia captain immediately let go of all his vigilance.

"This world is not peaceful. I have a daughter who is about the same age as you. You and your brother can live in my house first. Wei Er will like you." About 5 minutes later, the militia captain named Burr Sodor and Rosa took him to his home.

This is a rather large wooden house. Compared with the rough and crude buildings around, Burr can live in such a house, which shows that he is a relatively important person in this small village.

"Mom, here's a guest, let's make one more pancake." Burr shouted after entering the wooden house. A moment later, a girl with long dark red hair and about the same size as Rosa burst out from inside. She looked affectionately. Throwing himself into Burr's arms, seeing such a scene, Zhu Peng slowly let go of the left hand that was holding the sword hilt around his waist.

"My wife passed away, and I lived with my mother and daughter. Young man, are you an elf? Not only are you beautiful, but your fighting power is also stronger than ordinary fighters. If you are willing to join us tomorrow Let's go and clear the kobold's lair together, then I can give you local residency rights and a decent job." In the context of medieval civilization, a militia captain in a remote area does not have a deep brain circuit, he can Zhu Peng was a little surprised to hold back what he wanted to say until now.

"Okay, my bow skills are not bad, you know, racial talent. If you give me enough leeway, I think I can help." This is why Zhu Peng consciously searched for human settlements, It is impossible for creatures in the wilderness of the real world to stay in a certain place obediently, waiting for you to kill them.

Only the aborigines in this area will be relatively clear about the scope of their activities, so in the process of wild adventures, it is very important to consciously inquire about information. These trivial tasks can reduce troubles and increase profits in many cases. Even to avoid unnecessary losses.

However, the other party actually wanted to clear the kobold lair. This was indeed an unexpected gain. Getting N meaty shields for free can also share an extra battle profit... Touching his face, Zhu Peng realized that he is now a half-elf. And the two most terrifying professions in this world are: face fighter and krypton gold player.

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After a chat, the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

Both the militia captain and Zhu Peng felt that they had taken advantage of it, and as a show of generosity, the militia captain even took out the bacon that he had treasured for many years and cooked it. Zhu Peng guessed that he was also reminiscing about the shock of his body, and the elf boy bowed his head cool feeling.

That night, Zhu Peng was trying to squat while recalling the archery skills in his mind. Bows and arrows are the most cold weapons. In ancient China, there are only three words to describe a general's martial arts: good at arching horses!

While squatting up and down in the room, Zhu Peng stretched his bow left and right to exercise his waist and wrist strength. At the same time, he was also familiar with the power and range of the wooden bow in his hand. Although it was just a hunting bow, the effective killing distance was only twenty Steps away, but if used well, it is also a sharp weapon to kill the enemy.

At this moment, Rosa, whose face was clean, hugged the quilt and leaned against the wall, watching her brother practice martial arts with a smile on her face. The moment Zhu Peng saw little Rosa washing her face, Zhu Peng finally I know why this little girl has always been used to getting her little face dirty.

The elven blood is far more perfect in Rosa than in Suo Duo. The pink lips and jade-toothed melon seeds are delicate and charming. She is only nine years old and has already shown her peerless beauty. If such a little girl is thrown into the 21st century earth , I don’t know how many people will cry and cry "Three years of blood earning, the death penalty is not a loss".

Sodo's charm value is already as high as 17 points, and Rosa's charm value is at least 19 points. After she grows up a few years, her body and appearance will be fully developed. Breaking through 20 points of charm value will be like playing. At that time, it will be a disaster for the country and the people The stunning beauty of the city.

That night, Zhu Peng, who had exercised and polished his muscles and muscles, went to bed after a little washing. The night was long, and the half-elf boy was sleeping soundly with his sister in his arms, infinitely quiet and beautiful.

Every 20 points of skill proficiency corresponds to a level. When it reaches 80 points of proficiency, it is the master level. After that, it is extremely difficult to increase the level of proficiency. Some people even lack in-depth comprehension and cannot make breakthroughs at all.

And after the proficiency of a certain skill reaches the extreme value of 100 points, normally speaking, it has reached the peak of the world in terms of skills, and unless there are special encounters, it is impossible to make a breakthrough again.

The six attributes of strength, agility, physique, intelligence, perception, and charm vary according to bloodlines, talents, combat strength, and occupation. Taking a dragon blood warrior as an example, if he changes to a heavy shield warrior, his occupation Every time the level is raised, there is a higher possibility of gaining bonuses for strength and physique.

As for an elf ranger, after going through fierce battles, it is easier for him to obtain improvements in agility and perception.

The basic attributes of an ordinary human being on the Faerun Continent are about ten points each of the six major attributes. It is not easy to increase each point, and even the Abyssal Demon God, who is good at physical strength, has dual attributes shown on the data. point, the power is about fifty points, but its manifestation is almost indestructible, forcibly breaking mountains and cracking mountains with brute force, and even moving mountains to fill seas.

The bonus mode of attribute points is not fixed. If you are already an extraordinary god, then even if you work part-time in N multiple occupations and practice them all to advanced level, there may not be even a little bit of gain in addition to wasting time. Attributes are added, and the elves are noble and weak. In fact, Zhu Peng has developed muscles for many years, is just positive, and fights recklessly. All kinds of non-cowardly styles are extremely repulsive.

Zhu Peng's body is trained horizontally, with a strong physique and strength. He likes to wear heavy armor and bear a big sword, making him invincible.

But now in the world of the gods, he has changed his job to be an agile-side elf ranger, and then wears heavy armor and bears a big sword. Not only will his stealth ability be completely abolished, but whether his body can afford such heavy equipment at this time is the most important question. real question.

The next day, early in the morning, Zhu Peng put a quilt on Rosa, who was still sleeping soundly with a blushing face, while Zhu Peng himself carried a bow and arrow, equipped with a dagger, and embarked on the road with the village militia.They go, clear the kobold lair.

As the noon approached, as the team entered the dense forest, the bright light gradually dimmed.

The sounds of various animals came from all around, and there was even a small wild boar. It observed the surroundings vigilantly, digging up straw mushrooms with its nose to eat from time to time. Immediately, he ran vigilantly into the woods.

It's just that it was still a step too late, an arrow was shot from the side and rear of the wild boar, and it pierced through the pig's leg with just one blow. The patterned piglet was struggling and screaming at the same time, but Zhu Peng who came out shot another arrow. shoot it.

"I have meat to eat today." He went up and lifted the little pig, and threw it between the militiamen who had just followed up.

It didn't take long for Zhu Peng to become one with these village militiamen. One was that his initial charisma was high enough, and the other was that an excellent hunter could bring huge profits to the team in the mountains and forests.

And Zhu Peng didn't mind the loss of some small favors. After all, these militiamen stood in front of them in the battle. The more they trusted themselves, the less gaps they had, the more calm and safe they would be.

The kobold is a kind of fantasy life with a very small amount of red dragon blood. It is cowardly because of its weak strength, and it is cruel because of the small amount of red dragon blood inherited in its body.

The kobolds' body is covered with scales under the fur, which seems incomparable to human armor, but in fact, the hard cuticle damage reduction is equal to the hard leather armor of the natural cover. Their eyes are often red, with different Poor night vision ability, extreme worship of red dragons, and often enslaved by red dragons.

Kobolds can speak dragon language, but their voice is like a puppy. It is worth mentioning that, in fact, the baby dragon's voice is also like a puppy.

Following the team's exploration and the traces traced by experienced hunters, Zhu Peng followed the militia team and came to an abandoned fortress.

"It's here. The original military building is occupied by those beasts. We must kill them all. Otherwise, the safety of children and women cannot be guaranteed."

Chapter 5 Mortality, Heart of Iron

As a militia captain, Burr is undoubtedly qualified. When he mentioned the women and children in the village, Zhu Peng almost saw the morale of +3, +5, and +10 on the heads of the militia members.

Morale is even more important to a unit than combat power, because if morale is exhausted and the team collapses, combat power cannot be reflected.

But Burr certainly failed as a military commander.

Even if Zhu Peng loses 40.00% of his memory and knowledge, he still knows that it is best not to attack a military fortress whose reality cannot be ascertained. However, Burr drew out his long sword and picked up his iron shield, and he roared angrily. Take the lead and rush forward first.

Zhu Peng hesitated for a moment, but seeing that other militiamen around him had also rushed up, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and keep up. It is a taboo for military strategists to make multiple orders between battle formations. It is better to obey a wrong order than let soldiers fall into the trap. At a loss.

However, regardless of the village militia or the kobolds, the military quality of both sides seems to be poor. When Burr rushed out aggressively with [-] village militiamen, the kobolds guarding outside saw nearly [-] armed Humans with weapons, the first reaction was not to send out signals or to fight defensively, but to directly discard the wooden spear in their hands, and ran into the lair with hands and feet like a dog.

Kobolds are timid by nature. When facing enemies similar in size, they will only attack when there are twice as many enemies on their side. If the situation is not good in the battle, these guys will quickly disperse and flee, just like this So-so at the moment.

The embarrassing posture of the kobold guards has undoubtedly completely stimulated the morale of the village militia. Except for the militia captain Burr who is a retired soldier, the other militiamen are usually farmers who are mostly farmers. They have no vigilance and their morale is high. The formation, which had been barely maintained, gradually became disorganized.

"Captain, this place is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the alleys are narrow and dark. Do you want to let the brothers slow down?" Zhu Peng couldn't hold back after all, and he rushed to Burr who was in high spirits and whispered in a low voice.

"...You don't know, these farmers are timid and afraid of death. If they don't boost their morale, their combat power will be very unstable. Let them charge. I have already scouted here, and there are only more than 20 kobolds in total. It's okay. Yes." For the half-elf ranger he "recruited" just now, Burr still attaches great importance to it, and although he is a little displeased, he is still willing to explain.

However, the more Zhu Peng listened to it, the more disappointed he became. There are more than 20 kobolds, so where are they now?

No matter how timid a kobold is, it doesn't even have the courage to protect the nest. When protecting the nest and its cubs, even a female goblin will show the courage to face a liger.

"Retire, the situation is wrong, everyone retreat!" Zhu Peng finally refused to take Burr's authority and face into consideration. At this moment, in his eyes, the dark alleyway in front of him had already turned into the bloody mouth of a giant beast that was coveted.

However, it was too late.

The scattered militia team had rushed too deep. In a rather wide stone hall, several militia soldiers suddenly let out screams. They all stepped into the trap hole with no obvious abnormality on the surface. , the soles of the feet are directly penetrated by the wooden thorns inside.

Kobolds can set up simple traps. Although their average intelligence is low, there is a small chance of giving birth to spellcasters with high intelligence.

"Back, there is an ambush, back quickly!" Burr originally planned to reprimand Zhu Peng, but before he could speak, there was a scream. Seeing the soles of four or five militiamen stepping into the pit of the trap, the captain of the militia, Burr Er's cheeks turned pale, and then he gave an even more bastard order.

"Back your mother, hold the shield, shrink the formation, protect your companions, and defend in place." Originally, Zhu Peng's prestige could not be compared with militia captain Burr, but if he followed Burr's order, it would be tantamount to giving up the people around him. Companion, so these militiamen hesitated for a while.

Immediately after Zhu Peng issued an order, under the superimposition of his wishes and Zhu Peng's order, the remaining militiamen shrank with their shields to protect their injured fellow villager in the formation.

At this time, a large number of kobolds rushed out from the darkness in all directions with various crude weapons, mostly sharpened wooden spears and rough stone axes tied with stones, but don't underestimate these guys After all, kobolds are a fantasy race with extremely thin red dragon blood.

Their physique, intelligence, and charm are generally relatively low, but their strength and agility are slightly higher than humans, reaching about 11 or 12 points, but the equipment on their bodies is often too inferior, so they can't even fight against the same number of human militias.

At that moment, if all retreated according to Burr's order, the morale of the militia team would be chased and killed by this group of kobolds who were more agile than themselves.Kobolds have high morale and courage when fighting against the wind.

Burr's military command ability is a tragedy, but at least he is willing to spend his money on the militiamen. Most of these militiamen wear animal skin armor and hold sharp iron weapons in their hands. Even a pitchfork can be used as a spear. Yes, such equipment has crushed the kobolds around him no matter what.

Standing in the center of the militia guard formation, Zhu Peng took a deep breath, and after a glance, he lowered his waist and rode his horse, bowed left and right and shot three arrows in an instant, throwing one of the strongest and fiercest arrows The kobold shot directly, and three arrows hit him in the chest.

At the same time, Burr was also fighting hard on the front line. It is not without reason that he became the captain of the village militia. Apart from the ability to boost morale, this guy's combat skills are indeed skilled and superb. Stabbing, stabbing and killing with long sword, fast, firm and steady, hard and tough, is the most orthodox method of heavy infantry warfare. Three or five kobolds were killed or injured very quickly under his sword. Zhu Peng and Burr The outstanding performance made the kobolds who were originally fanatical become timid again.

On the other hand, the morale of the militiamen, which had collapsed due to being subdued, was leveled off a little bit. If this continues, everyone will be able to confess the past after losing first and then winning.

But at this time, an old kobold who was twice as big as the other kobolds and holding a bent wooden stick came from a distance. Diagonally above the militia during the battle.

Although Zhu Peng lost a lot of his own memory, he perfectly inherited the memory of the devoured traverser. When he saw the elbow stick in the hand of the old kobold, his brain buzzed.

The living status of kobolds in Faerun is far lower than that of humans, so there are very few old people in this group. Even if the old kobolds are not eaten by their own hungry group, at least they will be driven to the wilderness to let them go. It fends for itself. If you find an old kobold in a kobold community... please be careful, it must have its own meaning to survive in this group.

Zhu Peng drew his bow again and shot three arrows at the kobolds in the distance with all his strength. There was no way he could hit the hunting bow in his hand from below, and with the distance of thirty or forty steps, the direct shot would not have any lethality, so Zhu Peng could only calculate He chose to shoot at an angle, but the three arrows were swept away by the guards around the old kobold. The kobolds beside him were far stronger and more equipped than the kobolds besieging Zhu Peng and others.

(Fuck, this time, I was really trapped in the original pit.)

When he saw the orange-red fireball burning on the old kobold's bent stick, although Zhu Peng was expressionless, his heart was full of ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past, and he could even encounter a kobold's lair once. Kobold warlock, what kind of exaggerated luck is this?

This time, there was no time to remind others, or it was meaningless to remind others. Before the orange fireball fell, Zhu Peng threw away the wooden bow and drew out the dagger at his waist. He rushed into the kobold like crazy. For a while, Burr was stunned when he saw this scene, but he reacted the next moment, and grabbed a militiaman with a pierced sole beside him to block him.

boom!

Fireballs explode in the crowd!

Burning flames, foehn, and the smell of scorched flesh filled his mouth and nose for a while. Fireball is indeed a low-level spell, but it is also one of the most cost-effective low-level spells. It is really good to deal with low-level miscellaneous soldiers. No matter how good it is.

In particular, the kobold warlock activated the blood of the red dragon, which has a considerable bonus effect on the fire spell, so that when a fireball is blasted down, it is like detonating a shoulder-fired rocket in the crowd. A militiaman was killed, seriously injured, and most of them unconscious.

Because Zhu Peng hid fast enough, and the kobolds around him also knew the power of their boss's fireball technique, they consciously scattered and retreated, so he was not affected too much.

It's just that Zhu Peng's melee combat skills are not very high at this moment. Although he picked up a wooden shield on the ground with quick eyes and hands while rushing forward and rolling, there are too many kobolds coming up around him. They were also some ferocious dogs domesticated by kobolds. With red eyes, they even rushed to bite Zhu Peng against the foehn, and they were even more difficult to deal with than ordinary kobold fighters.

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As a large number of militiamen were killed, injured, and fainted, the overall situation of the battle is probably settled. Basically, the NO.20 people with more than 2000 catties of meat are considered to be given to the kobolds for extra meals. With this batch of high-protein Supplementing food, as long as it takes a few months, a prosperous kobold tribe will rise, especially if they also have a kobold warlock who activates their own red dragon blood as their leader.

In such a hopeless situation, not to mention ordinary militiamen, even Burr, who is quite tough, has lost his will to fight. They roared and fought hysterically. The reaction was slow, and one after another fell to the ground, their throats were bitten.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Zhu Peng ran, fought, and kept looking for all favorable terrain to fight with the kobolds surrounding him. The daggers and shields in his hands had all been discarded, and he picked them up for whatever purpose, and sometimes even picked up a knife that no one knew who brought it to him. A dung fork that shakes straight and sticks into a kobold's belly.

Burr's information is not wrong. If you don't count the three or five dogs and the kobold warlock, there are indeed only more than 20 and less than thirty kobolds in this kobold lair, and the militiamen desperately replaced five or six of them. Zhu Peng and Burr jointly beheaded several heads, so in this rather spacious stone hall, there were only fifteen or six kobolds chasing Zhu Peng and killing them. Under the spacious terrain, similar Strength, one V fifteen, Zhu Peng is not inexperienced.

Of course, the most important thing in this kind of thing is not experience or skills, but nerves that are as tough as iron wire and a heart that is struggling to survive in a desperate situation.

Zhu Peng's brain, body, and fighting instincts have been fully activated. Fighting to the death is the best catalyst for all martial arts. The martial arts skills in the remaining memories in his mind gradually returned to Zhu Peng.

Relying on his agility and stamina better than the kobolds, Zhu Peng ran around the entire stone hall, picking up weapons from the ground from time to time, taking advantage of the shadow of the building and the negligence of the kobolds chasing soldiers, stabbing and beheading him when he turned around. .

After one stab, he twisted violently, and then immediately retreated even if the opponent let go of the weapon, regardless of whether the opponent was dead or not. His chest heaved violently, and the lungs inside were almost about to burst. Just like this, he was carrying it hard, running in all directions, with hands, eyes and hearts, and non-stop.

Looking at the man below who looks like a flea on his own body, he really can't be killed like a flea, and he turns around and kills one of his own people from time to time. The kobold warlock who was tired and ready to go back to sleep after casting the fireball Gradually frowned.

After a while, it decided to stew each other tonight, so that the damned human would know what it was like to anger a kobold warlock.

The flames condensed, and an even bigger and brighter orange-red fireball burned on the bent wooden staff. Just as the old kobold warlock was slowly moving his wand, and was about to blast him to death, Zhu Peng was suddenly killed by a dirt dog. Bite the arm.At the next moment, the man roared hoarsely, grabbed the vicious dog by the nape of its neck, swung it round, and threw it in the direction of the kobold warlock.

Zhu Peng half-knelt in the direction of the kobold warlock, and pressed his left hand...

The kobold warlock and the five guards around him didn't care about the earth dog that was thrown on the second floor, because these earth dogs had already been domesticated by kobolds. But no, just as the swamp lizardmen have natural advantages in training giant lizards, the same is true for kobolds training earth dogs.

However, when the kobold warlock who didn't take it seriously was about to blast down a powerful fireball with all his strength, the earth dog that moved to the side at some point suddenly pounced on it and jumped over five heavily armed guards to bite it. The withered arm of the kobold warlock.

Normally, it is impossible for a domesticated dog to bite a kobold, but the dog controlled by the magic of "Dainar, the God of Joy and Slaughter", Zhu Peng will let it bite whoever it bites. Longwei dared to charge the mountain-like giant dragon, which was different from the wizard's charm/hypnotism/will control.

boom!

With a bang, another wave of fire spread.

It's just that this time the powerful fireball exploded centered on the kobold warlock. Zhu Peng lowered his arms and let out a long breath. No need to look, there must be no life on it.The fully armed kobold warriors have insufficient fire resistance, and the old kobold warlocks have insufficient vitality. If they are hit by this blow, they will undoubtedly die.

Surrounded by nearly ten kobolds, Zhu Peng's whole body is covered with injuries at this moment. His mental and physical energy is almost completely exhausted. He can use it three times a day. The 1-minute enslavement also needs a mental buffer time. Unable to cast continuously... So Zhu Peng started to scare the kobolds around with his knife. The death of the kobold warlock itself was a heavy blow to their morale. Tough, the kobolds around were cowering and did not dare to pounce up together.

Holding a knife, he slowly circled around on the spot to see who was about to pounce on him. Zhu Peng swung the knife violently, with an extremely ferocious look on his face, and he could scare the kobold back, especially The stalemate between the two sides stabilized after a kobold who rushed up first was stabbed through the stomach and strangled his intestines by Zhu Peng, who had just relieved his physical strength.

The longer it drags on, the better it is for Zhu Peng, because his physique is fifteen, and he still has a magical enslavement to cool down, and the more the kobolds around him are dragged on, the weaker their courage is, because they will be killed by Zhu Peng one by one. Either kill or injure, even if they swarmed up at this moment, Zhu Peng would be dead.

But even human beings are usually unable to maintain enough calmness in such a cruel cold weapon fight, let alone the kobolds with cowardice as their racial nature?

Judging from the current situation, on the contrary, the braver the kobolds who attack, the faster they die. The whole situation is like a stunt performer with good safety protection. It seems dangerous but not dangerous. Zhu Peng has controlled the situation.

At this moment, another battlefield variable appeared.

In the pile of corpses with a faint smell of scorching, a man suddenly pushed the corpse on his body and crawled out.

Militia Captain Burr, as a retired soldier, he is the strongest in the militia, has the best equipment, and can respond quickly, so he survived in the end, although he is almost the one who deserves to die.

"Ah..." Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Burr let out a roar and howl like a dying beast. He howled the names of militia fighters one after another, and turned over their corpses, but they were just corpses. .The cowardly and brutal kobolds love to attack the injured humans who are already powerless to resist, so as long as they lose their fighting power, there will be no living militiamen on the scene, and even their corpses are often hacked to pieces.

After a while, Burr, who had calmed down a little, picked up the sword and shield beside him again, and pounced on the remaining kobolds who were still hesitating around like a mad tiger. Seeing this, Zhu Peng finally relaxed completely and looked at Burr. With that distorted face, Zhu Peng hesitated for a moment. After all, he still used the enslavement technique to help him control a kobold, and chased and killed other kobolds that had already collapsed.

This lair was indeed wiped out, however, only one captain of the village militia was dead.

……

Kill a few, and the remaining kobolds will run out of this fortress. Most of these remnants will be lost in the wilderness and become delicious meat for other predators. His own kobold tribe, but that has nothing to do with Zhu Peng.

After the militia captain Burr failed to kill him, he returned to the stone hall with his blood-stained sword and shield. He sat down against the wall and stared blankly there.

In this case, Zhu Peng didn't know what to say, not to mention that since the battle ended, a series of prompts came from his ears. Zhu Pengxu clicked on the personal attribute panel that only he could see, and saw A piece of text popped up on it:

"In June 1278, the month of burning fire, you were invited to join a militia team that cleared the kobolds' lair. Unexpectedly, due to the stupidity of the commander, the militia team fell into the trap set by the kobold warlocks. After that, you succeeded in clearing the kobold lair with your own strength."

"After a tough fight, your personal skills improve."

“箭术+1（连射）、单手武器+1（穿刺）、单手武器+2（割喉）、单手武器+1（斩首）……躲避（腾挪）+1，躲避（翻滚）+2，招架+1（主动封挡）……”

"A wonderful killing with the weak defeating the strong, the dark maiden Dai Naer has increased her attention to you, the professional level of the blood-devouring priest +2, and the expansion of enslavement +2/day."

"Acquire personal expertise: Heart of Iron (low), increase concentration in combat state, because of strong willpower, you have high resistance to almost any charm control spells, you are good at distributing physical energy in battle, making you His ability to continue fighting has been enhanced. Strength +1, physique +1." A warm current spreads with the improvement of strength and physique, and every inch of muscle that is exhausted to the extreme is like being soaked in a hot spring suddenly. The sense of comfort that spread in an instant lifted Zhu Peng's spirits.