Zongman: Reincarnation in the Other World, but Goblin

However, Lorraine was not worried about these goblins attacking him. After all, the cunning goblin shaman was reluctant to let Lorraine die.

Some large goblin tribes are indeed equipped with bows and arrows, but they are all looted from other adventurers. Not only are the quantities small, but the accuracy is also poor due to the lack of compatibility.

The bows and arrows made by Lorraine were designed completely according to the goblin's body shape, which greatly improved their accuracy.

As Lorraine expected, the Goblin Shaman soon walked in front of the goblins, shook the human bone staff in his hand vigorously, released his skill [Command Summoning], and forcibly controlled all the goblins present except Lorraine.

"Hehehe... Very good! I didn't expect you could actually make a bow and arrow!"

The Goblin Shaman reached out his hand and patted Lorraine on the shoulder in a leadership tone, and continued to say to him, "I need more bows and arrows to prepare for hunting and attacking the human church!"

"After we take you down, I'll give you a human nun with a big butt!"

I didn't expect that this old guy would be able to make big promises like the human capitalists!

If this old guy really managed to snatch the human nun with a big butt, he would probably enjoy it himself first, right?

Lorraine would definitely not let this happen. He had to kill this old guy before attacking.

So Lorraine thought about it, nodded and replied: "No problem, but I need more goblins to help me, the more the better."

If you want to make more bows and arrows, you will need more materials. As the saying goes, a skilled cook cannot cook without rice. No matter how good your skills are, they are useless without materials.

As for the shield, most of the iron blocks that can be disassembled have been disassembled. Unless a full set of forging tools can be obtained, the shield can be disassembled into iron blocks that can be forged.

The Goblin Shaman leaned on his cane, pondered for a while, and then issued the [Command Call] again, and then asked all fifty goblins in the tribe to gather and obey Lorraine's command.

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Chapter 15 Hittling, Speech in the Forest

There were only seventy goblins in the entire tribe, but the Goblin Shaman gave Lorraine fifty goblins to command, which shows his obsession with bows and arrows.

Of course, this was not because he trusted Lorraine, but because he wanted to achieve his goal of rapidly expanding the tribe by mass-producing bows and arrows.

What's more, these goblins can return to his hands at any time, and the final command is always in the hands of this old guy.

"Thank you very much, Boss."

Lorraine clasped his hands together, lowered his posture deliberately, and spoke respectfully.

Now we have to throw a smoke bomb for this old guy to dispel his doubts, otherwise the old guy behind him will definitely be suspicious.

"I have a condition. I'll give you so many manpower, and you have to make me an iron staff!"

After the Goblin Shaman finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the deep part of the Goblin Lair, which was the safest place in the lair. It was said that two human women were imprisoned there before, but they had both starved to death due to malnutrition.

Hearing the words of the Goblin Shaman, Lorraine couldn't help but sigh.

It seems that high-level goblins have the same intelligence as a ten-year-old human child. They know that with a staff, the efficiency of using magic power will be greatly improved, and the power of the skills released will also be greatly increased.

It is worth mentioning that there is an inseparable relationship between the warlock and the staff. Each staff used by the warlock must be consistent with the corresponding attributes in order to play the role that the staff should play.

If the properties do not match, side effects may occur.

Lorraine learned all this from the information provided by the system, and he didn't know whether the goblin shaman knew it.

"An iron staff? No problem!"

Lorraine agreed immediately. He had finally gained the old man's trust, but now he had broken up with him. He had better agree to his request first.

"But I need a lot of iron ore. Do you know where I can find it?"

Hearing Lorraine's words, the Goblin Shaman stopped, then slowly turned around and pointed to the east: "Two hours' walk to the east, there is an abandoned iron mine owned by humans. There may still be iron ore there, but there are human guards stationed inside, so it is difficult to capture it."

"I will let you command these 50 men, but you can't injure more than half of them, otherwise you will still die."

After saying this, the Goblin Shaman returned to his lair.

Abandoned iron ore? Then there shouldn't be many human guards, which makes it easy!

"Thunder Goblin, what should we do now?"

Just as Lorraine was thinking, a goblin with three hairs on his head appeared from among the 50 goblins designated by the Goblin Shaman. He had a runny nose and asked stupid questions.

"Don't call me Thunder Goblin, call me Brother Lorraine!"

As he spoke, Lorraine picked up the bow and arrow in his hand and hit the three-haired goblin on the head with the bow.

"Luolin... Second Brother? Second Brother Luolin, do you have a name? So amazing! Even the Shaman Boss doesn't have a name!"

Another goblin nearby blinked and said with admiration.

"Don't worry about this. If it doesn't work, just call me second brother."

"Okay, second brother!"

After a brief exchange, Lorraine took a quick look around and found that the levels of these 50 goblins were generally between 2 and 7. With such strength, it would be a fantasy to want to attack the elves.

It is even possible that a team of experienced adventurers could wipe out all the goblins, not to mention attacking the elven territory or the human church.

However, these are the only cannon fodders we can use now.

After thinking for a while, Lorraine walked to a high rock and looked down at the 50 goblins below. Then he took out two tufts of hair from the jungle boar cub from his pocket and put them under his nose.

After clearing his throat, Lorraine raised his right hand, stretched his palm outward, put his thumb close to his palm, and put the other four fingers together, and said loudly to the goblin below:

"Stand on the land of Shadow Forest!"

"This is the land our ancestors watered with their blood and dignity!"

"After that war, the pride of our goblin nation is gone!"

"Tell me, would you choose to be a freedom fighter like Thomas Martin, or a slave?"

The goblins in the audience were confused by Lorraine's actions and began to whisper to each other.

Goblin A: "Do you know what my second brother is talking about?"

Goblin B: "I don't know, but I think he's pretty powerful."

Seeing the goblins in the audience showing shocked expressions, Lorraine continued his performance:

"You might say: Mr. Lorraine, I need a woman and a piece of barbecue."

"As long as the flag of mankind is still flying in the Shadow Forest, our dignity will not exist!"

"As long as those humans are still rampant on our land, our dignity will not exist!"

"As long as those humans laugh contemptuously when they mention the word goblin during conversation, our dignity will cease to exist!"

"This living space is not achieved through begging and protesting, but through iron and blood!"

"You guys, want to pounce on those fat-waisted, round-butt human nuns?!!"

Finally, after hearing Lorraine's question, the goblins in the audience were all excited and raised their stone axes and stone spears, shouting in unison: "We want to! We want to!!!"

"You guys, want to make those blond, blue-eyed, long-eared elves moan and cry under you?!"

"Yes!!! We do!"

After the beer hall speech, all 50 goblins were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Seeing that his brainwashing was effective, Lorraine struck while the iron was fired and pointed towards the east.

"Okay then! There is an abandoned human iron mine in the east. There are several human guards inside. All goblins, listen to my command and charge towards the abandoned iron mine!"

"For women!!!"

After Lorraine finished speaking, all the goblins began to march in unison at a very fast speed towards the abandoned iron mine in the east.

As they ran, they shouted, "Long live Brother Lorraine! Long live the goblin race!"

"We want women! We want to become the most powerful race in this world!"

Just as Lorraine led the goblin army to set off, a pair of scarlet eyes flashed in the dark corner of the goblin's nest.

That was the murderous gaze of the Goblin Shaman...

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Chapter 16 Goblin: Yours is only this short

evening.

Lorraine led an army of 50 goblins and finally arrived at the abandoned mine in the east of Shadow Forest.

This long-abandoned area is littered with rusty mine carts and bent and broken rails. The hustle and bustle of the past has been forgotten by time.

At the entrance of the mine stood two simple houses built of wood. In the dim light, several human soldiers in armor could be vaguely seen. They were sitting leisurely around a table, immersed in the fun of playing cards, and seemed to care nothing about their surroundings.

Lorraine made a gesture to his team of goblin warriors, indicating that they should wait here quietly and not make any noise that might attract attention.

Then, Lorraine tiptoed towards the two wooden houses, wanting to gather some information about these human soldiers.

During this process, Lorraine was extremely cautious. He knew that any noise might alert the soldiers and put himself in unnecessary trouble. After all, his current level was not high, so it was always better to stay safe.

As Lorraine tiptoed towards one of the wooden houses, he suddenly heard the soldiers talking:

"It's really incomprehensible. What are we supposed to do guarding this abandoned iron mine? The next shift's replacement won't arrive for another month. How are we going to survive?"

Then, another soldier spoke up with a somewhat helpless tone: "Yes, I just got married not long ago, and I was thinking about going back to have children with my wife, but I received an order from the king to come here to guard this abandoned mine."

"Well, that's true. There's no brothel around here, not even a place to drink. There's nothing fun to do except guarding these ruins every day. It's really fucked up!"

While several soldiers were talking, Lorraine stuck his head out and began to check the intelligence carefully.

[Individual name: Lawrence Brown]

[Race: Human]

[Level: 15 (Level Cap 20)]

[Skills/Talents: Chivalry, Soldier Spirit, Elementary Swordsmanship, Durability Improvement, Brothel Frequent Visitor]

[Vitality: 200]

[Attack power: 25]

[Magic value: 10]

[Strike resistance: 50]

[Magic Resistance: 60]

[Equipment: Iron sword, iron shield, iron armor]

After looking around the two wooden houses, Lorraine discovered that there were ten human soldiers guarding the abandoned mine. Each human soldier was above level 10, and there were even two human soldiers above level 20.

Moreover, these soldiers were all fully armed and wearing armor, with neatly placed swords and shields beside them.

With such elite troops, it would be difficult to win even if all the goblins in the nest came out, let alone these 50 goblins, plus the goblin shaman.

No wonder the Goblin Shaman specifically warned me before leaving. It turned out that he knew there was a huge gap in combat power between the two sides and wanted me to retreat.

Thinking of this, Lorraine began to think of a plan in his mind.

As soon as Lorraine stepped back into the team, the three-haired goblin, full of fighting spirit, immediately came to meet him.

His nose was humming, and he was sucking his snot hard while waving the not-so-sharp stone axe in his hand, his eyes flashing with a desire for battle.

"Brother Luo Lin, what's the situation? Should we just rush in and kill all those humans?"