Forests Don't Support Idle Goblins

"After searching for so long, these centaurs were actually hiding here." Three-Scar chuckled coldly, staring intently at the centaurs who were working, feeling that he could finally go back and report to the general.

He and his four goblins had been searching back and forth in the south for some time, spending a lot of time and energy. At first, the goblins were very well-behaved, but as time went on, the four goblins began to become restless.

Their ankles were tied with ropes by Scarface, and they were tied to trees to sleep every night. Scarface didn't trust them at all, saying in his own words that "goblins are stupid, inferior races."

"Greenskin," Three-Scar stepped back, looking at the four dejected goblins sitting on the ground, "find me some food."

He swaggered over to a goblin with light greenish skin, kicked it, and said, "Hurry up, I'm full, then I can go back."

Upon hearing Sanba's words, the goblins slowly got up from the ground and began to work together to search for food in the woods, while Sanba followed behind them, keeping an eye on them.

"As long as I tell the general what's going on here, I can continue to be the 'Overseer'," he said. He pulled a broken iron dagger from his waist and carved a unique symbol on a tree. On his way back, he planned to carve the symbol on every tree, so that when the Evilthroat Army conquered the centaurs, he might become the centaur's "Overseer".

"You dared to deceive me and cause me to lose an ear. When I become the warlord, I will definitely torture you properly." Scarface grinned maliciously, waving his dagger and cutting off a branch in front of him.

Hearing Three-Scar's mutterings behind them, the four goblins fell silent, terrified of the dagger in his hand and even more afraid of the Evil Throat Army behind Three-Scar.

The prolonged oppression had forced these goblins to passively submit. Their only thought was to escape, but with their ankles bound and Scarface watching them closely, they could never escape. They didn't realize that the combined strength of the four of them could defeat Scarface. What these goblins thought about more was that if they resisted, they would be chopped into pieces by the Evil Throat Army, their heads placed on wooden sticks in the middle of the goblin's burrow. They had already seen many head "plugs".

"Greenskin, if you can find a bird's nest, I might consider letting you eat more later." Three-Scar made another mark, then said to the goblin with a forced smile.

Qingpi didn't speak, but just looked back. He didn't even see any of Sanba's men. One day before, he had been injured by Sanba with a wooden stick because a goblin had looked back at him. He was also threatened that "when we get back, I'll tell the general to cut you in two and send you to the ogres."

"Swish, swish," four goblins walked through the grass and tried to poke around the bushes with their sticks to see if they could find anything. Unfortunately, it was already winter, and the rabbits and grouse had all hidden away, making them difficult to catch.

"Who are you?" A voice asked from behind Three Scars, startling him so much that his hair stood on end. Three Scars immediately darted out and turned to look at the source of the voice. He saw a goblin dressed in strange clothes standing in the shadows on the ground, and he only had an upper body.

"Outsiders?" The goblin tilted its head, looking at the five trembling creatures in front of it. "Perfect for taking them back to the leader."

Three-Scar and Green Skin watched as the half-goblin slowly approached a few steps, then pulled a long black dagger from their waists. The dagger looked like the claw of some kind of animal.

"Don't move, come with me," the goblin said curtly, raising his dagger as he did so.

"Half, half a goblin," Scarface stammered. He had seen goblins who tried to escape but were caught before being chopped in half by the goblin. That goblin was still alive at the time and could crawl on the ground with both hands. Even though its internal organs were spilling out, it couldn't stop its movements.

The half-goblin standing in front of them was in the shadow of a big tree, getting closer and closer. For a moment, Scarface couldn't be sure if it was a "living thing".

"Come with me." Half-Goblin spoke again, and one of the goblins next to Greenskin turned around and ran away in fear. He completely forgot about the rope on his ankle and fell to the ground after only two steps. At the same time, his movement also pulled his other four companions to the ground.

The actions of these four men directly provoked Scarface. He blindly brandished the dagger in his hand and slowly retreated, his expression becoming even more ferocious due to tension.

"Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!" he shouted a few times, but he didn't pay attention to his footing and tripped over a protruding tree root. He then scrambled to his feet and stumbled into the woods.

Qingpi and his three companions were still trying to get up, but fear made them even more panicked. The rope even got tangled in one of them, and Qingpi was already trying to bite the rope, but it was no use.

"Don't move." The half-goblin gradually emerged from the shadows, finally walking to their side with a black dagger in hand. "Come with me."

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"You caught them in the north?" Sharl looked at the four goblins kneeling on the ground in front of him, then turned to Broken Tooth and asked.

Just as he said goodbye to Evita and was about to check on the overall situation of Red Bull, Broken Tooth came looking for him from afar, leading these four guys.

"I was on patrol and saw them," Broken Tooth nodded, "one of them got away."

"They ran away?" Shardon paused for a moment, then looked at the four goblins in front of him again. They were completely different from his current subordinates. They were dressed in very tattered clothes. Even though it was winter, they were still wearing two thin rags, and their skin was bluish-purple from the cold.

They looked very thin, with little flesh on their limbs, like skin and bones, much like he had looked when he first arrived. At this moment, the four goblins all had their heads down and were trembling slightly, whether from fear or from the cold, it was hard to tell.

"Come with me." Charles decided to take them inside the fortress first to have some hot sugar water to warm them up, otherwise they might catch a cold.

Green Skin and his companions followed, trembling. The ropes binding their feet had already been removed by Sharl's men, but the goblin who could move in and out of the shadows was following them closely, holding a dagger.

Soon, they arrived deep within the fortress. Charles had the white-haired man pour four wooden bowls of hot sugar water. "Drink up," he said to the four green-skinned men, pointing to the bowls.

On the contrary, the four goblins seemed quite resistant. They slowly moved backward, trying to keep themselves as far away from the steaming wooden bowls as possible, as if the bowls contained poison that would kill them if they were not sugar water.

"Hmm?" Charles was a little surprised. The goblin's reaction made him feel strange. According to the goblin's usual habits, it would definitely have rushed forward, picked up the bowl, and gulped down the hot water without a care. Their greedy and stupid nature would not have made them think about the consequences of drinking it.

"Drink up, hurry up, drink it while it's hot, drink it while it's hot, why aren't you drinking it?" Charles took a few steps forward, and as he got closer, the goblins seemed even more frightened, their legs began to tremble.

"Why don't you drink it?" he wondered again. Was he afraid it was poisoned?

Right in front of them, Charles picked up a wooden bowl, gulped down two mouthfuls, and then smiled at them, saying, "No poison, just ordinary sugar water."

After his demonstration, the four goblins stopped trembling, but they did not immediately step forward. After a few seconds, a goblin with lighter-colored skin finally tentatively stepped forward and picked up a wooden bowl.

"Drink up," Charles said with a smile. Under his watchful gaze, the goblin drank the hot sugar water in the wooden bowl in just a few gulps.

With him leading the way, the other three goblins quickly rushed over, scrambling to drink the hot water. They seemed to be freezing badly, having endured it out of fear.

"We'll be eating soon. After we finish, I'll have a chat with you." Xia Er looked at the four goblins, whose eyes revealed a greedy look. Their gazes were fixed on the pot of bubbling sugar water, as if they wanted to drink it all up.

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Qingpi dared to say that this was the best meal he had ever eaten in his life.

The wooden bowl contains not only smoked fish and meat, but also several pieces of oily and fragrant flatbread. More importantly, if you are not full, you can have more.

They had to queue for food. When he and his three companions rushed up to grab some, they were immediately beaten to the ground by a red-eyed goblin. After understanding the rules, they could only obediently follow the queue, limping along.

But it was all worth it. When he had stuffed his mouth full of food, the pain in his body was nothing. The aroma of the food and the mental satisfaction completely occupied his heart. Compared to his days at the Evil Throat Army's base, he didn't want to steal rats for food for even a day longer.

"Burp," Green Skin let out a satisfied burp, patting his belly with contentment. Then, he used a spoon to scrape the last bit of food from the wooden bowl into his mouth, afraid of wasting any of it. Even if he wanted more, he could go over there and ask those female goblins for more food, but he just didn't want to leave even a speck of oil in the wooden bowl.

His companions were doing the same; one of them was holding a wooden bowl, slowly licking the grease off it, finding it irresistible.

"Finished eating?" A voice sounded beside him. Green Skin looked up and saw the goblin from before.

"Take a break, then come with me. I have something to ask you," Charles said with a smile.