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Chapter 87: Don't fight a battle without preparation

Zhang Jingyi saw the silly looks of the wolves and couldn't help but shook his head: "Wait here, I'll get you some medicine."

He walked to a small side street in the town of Gilneas. This was the neighborhood where Sevi had arranged for Elizabeth and his guards to live. Although Elizabeth did not live here, she also had a room here.

There was also a large bronze mirror inside, about one meter tall, which was filled with purple light.

Before she left for the border village, she opened a portal and used her magic power to maintain the portal, making it convenient for Zhang Jingyi to travel between the magic kingdom and her own world.

Zhang Jingyi jumped into the door quickly...

At the same time, Sevi led a group of middle-aged warriors and entered the town from the north gate. The warriors were carrying a huge armored deer. As soon as they entered the gate, they smiled at the sentry and said, "Look what we hunted? We will chop off all four legs of the deer and send them to His Majesty the King. He likes this very much."

The sentry did not share their joy, but shouted anxiously, "You are finally back. Just now Jim led a group of young men to fight against the Kobolds, but they were defeated. Now they are all injured and waiting for treatment under the shed near the south gate. Lord Sevi, please go over and take a look."

"What?" Sevi was shocked and quickly led the middle-aged soldiers to run towards the south gate.

Under the thatched hut at the south gate of the town, there was a row of injured young werewolves lying, their wolf hair coagulated with blood, each one looked worse than the other, many of them had arrows still pierced their bodies, Jim was lying in ambush on the ground, with a short javelin stuck in his back...

Sevi was anxious and angry: "What happened?"

An uninjured werewolf quickly recounted what had happened.

After hearing this, Sevi was furious: "Jim, you bastard, you were attacked by 20 kobolds, and you thought there were only 20 kobolds? And you dared to bring 20 werewolves to destroy them? You don't even have weapons and armor! How dare you challenge an intelligent race?"

Jim said weakly, "Lord Sevi, I really didn't expect that they would have silver weapons."

Sevi was angry: "Kobolds are good at mining. They have been mining all their lives. When it comes to metals, they can be considered a wealthy race. It is normal for them to have silver weapons. A tribe of kobolds may even have more silver than a small human town. You don't even have this common sense, and yet you dare to start a war?"

The young werewolves lowered their heads.

Seeing them lower their heads, Sevi could not continue to scold them. He sighed and said, "In addition, you also need to know a common sense. When 20 kobolds face 20 werewolves and do not run away, it means they have more troops. When kobolds face powerful races such as humans, elves, dwarves, and werewolves, they dare not fight if their numbers are not several times that of the opponent. Once they dare to fight, it means they have more."

Young werewolves: "I see."

"Hey! Let's take a look at your injuries." Sevi squatted down and checked Jim's injuries: "Although your heart was not pierced, your wound needs medicine and clean bandages. Even with these, the wound will not heal in a short time. You will be like an ordinary human being injured. It will take several days of pain before you slowly recover."

After saying that, he pointed at the other injured young werewolves and said, "Your injuries are the same. This is the lesson you deserve!"

The injured young werewolves nodded pitifully.

Sevi: "We have to get some herbs. It's terrible. There is no one in the whole town of Gilneas who knows how to heal wounds." Just as he was saying this, he heard the sentinel shout: "Ah, His Majesty the King is back again."

Sevi turned his head quickly and saw Zhang Jingyi carrying a big bag and walking over. He said quickly, "Thank you, Your Majesty. If you hadn't gone with these idiots and helped Jim lead the kobolds away, these three guys wouldn't have come back alive."

Zhang Jingyi threw the bag he was carrying on the ground. "Bandages, disinfectant, wound medicine... Sevi, organize a few people to follow me to learn simple wound treatment methods. Uh, I'm not an expert either, so everyone just make do with it."

Sevi quickly called over a few reliable middle-aged warriors.

Zhang Jingyi didn't know much. He just knew the same method that doctors use to treat themselves when they are injured. He first applied iodine to disinfect, then applied tissue regeneration and hemostasis medicine, and then bandaged it.

Sevi and a group of middle-aged warriors watched it carefully and learned it immediately. They dispersed and helped the young werewolves treat their wounds.

The young werewolves screamed in pain, but after a lot of trouble, all of their wounds were treated. The wounded were carried home one by one and placed on beds to give them time to recover.

When everything was settled, Sevi stood on the high platform in the middle of the town with a dark face, gathered all the people in the town, and said loudly: "Everyone! The foolish young people performed a suicidal farce for us. However, what happened to them also reminded us of the threat of kobolds. Such a powerful kobold tribe invaded less than 4000 yards away from us. As long as they saw werewolves, they would immediately attack. This is unacceptable to us."

Werewolves: "Ah! We have to drive them away!"

"They must be killed!"

Sevi: "The young people saw 50 kobolds, but I know that their total force must be more than that. They have at least more than a hundred warriors hiding in the caves. The kobold tribe usually raises wild boars and giant weasels as their war pets. They have a large number of silver weapons and metal armor. What we are facing is a real war."

Werewolves: "Ahhhh!"

Sevi: "Now, everyone should start preparing for war. We can't rush in mindlessly like the young people. We are going to fight a prepared war. First, count your weapons and equipment."

The middle-aged warriors ran back to their dilapidated houses and took out shields and swords. Some of them had hammers and longbows, and a few of them even had armor.

When they were dressed up, they really looked like the real thing.

Sevi frowned and counted the armors. There were less than ten sets...

This is quite embarrassing!

He turned to look at the magic armor deer that he had just defeated: "Go and peel off the skin of that deer. We will use it to make new armor, which should at least be able to protect everyone's bodies."

A werewolf came over and whispered, "Lord Sevi, the skin of the armored deer is very hard. It is too difficult to cut it with our tools. I don't know how much time it will take to make it into armor."

(End of this chapter)