Chapter 229: Live Cub Breed—Roland?

"Shet!" Roland casually waved the shield in his left hand to fly away an "arrow" crudely made of branches and flint.

"I'll give you face, right!" Unable to bear the annoyance, Roland pulled out a one-meter-long wooden throwing spear from the system space. This was cut by him from the refugees. Considering Roland's poor shooting skills, he had a great knight. The level Roland is more suitable for powerful and heavy throwing spears. However, considering the non-recyclable nature of throwing spears (and being too lazy to recycle them), Roland very cleverly proposed a wooden throwing spear! However, this is different from the crudely made throwing spears of the trolls. Roland's throwing spear is made of carefully selected hardwood, which is thinned at both ends and thick in the middle. Finally, the two ends are sharpened, carbonized to enhance the hardness, and finally thinned. Sand it smooth! It can be said that apart from the manpower consumption, it is not much worse than the iron spear, of course, when the distance is close enough.

"Huh!" The fighting spirit wrapped around the throwing spear and then flew out with a slight sigh of relief from Roland's ape arms.

"Ouch~uh--" After a shrill scream, there was only a struggling gasp, which sounded like there was obviously more air coming in than out air.

"Hey! This spear throwing skill is really good!" Roland smiled and nodded. It is indeed one of the few long-range attack skills of the knight. With the blessing of the skill, Roland can clearly feel that there seems to be a thread guiding him. With the target, as long as you throw it towards that fixed position, you have a high probability of hitting the enemy.

"Your Highness is great! You learn quickly!" Ormsk praised, Roland's talent is indeed good.

What? Roland couldn't throw a spear before? Can't learn without the skill inheritance of Knight Temple? Look at the two people next to him, the fourth-order dragon knight Kaslo! Level six light and shadow hero Ormsk! It can be said that Roland can learn all the basic skills of the knight profession through these two. They are equivalent to the mentors who teach skills in the Knight Temple.

"Hehehe, if there hadn't been goblins training me along the way, I wouldn't be so familiar with it." Roland smiled. Actual combat is the best teacher. At this time, the benefits of the wooden spear are revealed. There is no need to recycle it, even if it is picked up by the enemy, it will be fine. The violent impact and the filling of fighting spirit will cause the wooden spear to break after hitting the enemy, which can not only cause secondary damage, but also effectively prevent the enemy from serving as a transport captain. (At this moment, a certain bald principal raised his head: Transportation? I am familiar with this matter!)

"Kneel down!" An angry shout caught Roland's attention.

"What's wrong with my soldiers?" Roland looked at the goblins who were tied up by vines and led to him in confusion.

"Your Highness! This group of scum just attacked you. These scum didn't escape." The Lordaeron ranger was extremely angry. He and other rangers brought over the captured goblins.

"Oh? Attack? Does that count?" Roland recalled the weak and pitiful "arrow" just now?

"Okay, let me interrogate them." Roland got off his horse and felt that it was better not to let down the good intentions of his subordinates. Although Roland thought it would be better to chop them all down, out of humanitarianism, he decided to give these goblins a chance.

"Perhaps some of you would like to tell me where you are from? Why did you attack me? Where is your tribe? Huh?" Roland said to these captured goblins.

"x-on:#*%￥..." After listening to Roland's words, a small boss-like Goblin inside immediately struggled and shouted loudly. Although Roland could not understand the Goblin's language, it did not prevent Roland from listening. It turns out that he cursed very dirty. Under his leadership, a group of goblins began to curse.

"Bang!" A loud bang startled both Kaslo and Ormsk.

A round head fell to the ground in a graceful parabola and was kicked away by a soldier. Two fountain-like blood pillars on the headless neck spurted black blood half a meter high like flowers. Watching Roland being killed. It is not difficult to guess from the palms wrapped in war energy flames that the poor guy's head was blown off by a slap just now.

(Goblin: Do you know how much damage a big fight can do to a Goblin? His head is blown away!)

"Spitting fragrance? Very good! Block your mouth!" Roland said with a cruel smile.

The surrounding soldiers immediately blocked the mouths of these goblins to prevent Roland from being angered by the goblins spitting out fragrant scents.

"Alas... I am not recognized by you for being such an amiable and approachable lord. You must know that I am a friend of the orc royal family and a half-brother of the trolls! Can we be more honest? Any damage?" Roland asked sincerely as he drew out the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"It seems you don't want to talk?" Roland's eyes flashed coldly.

"Brush!" A flash of sword light flashed, and a goblin's legs were immediately removed.

"Woooooo!" The severe pain caused the poor Goblin to struggle crazily, and the extreme pain made him twist like a maggot.

"Tough guy! Okay! I admire a man like you! I'll reward you!" As a reward, Roland killed the Goblin's head with a sword.

"Hiss~" Kaslo and Ormsk looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes!

"What about you? Are you going to tell me?" Roland put the bloody dragon-slaying sword on the shoulder of the next goblin and asked in a friendly manner.

"Yeah, yeah~" The goblin's eyes were red with anxiety, his body was twisting wildly, and his legs were kicking wildly.

"Ha! Naughty! Brush!" Roland chuckled, cursed with a smile, and took off his legs with his backhand.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Seeing that the goblin still didn't speak, Roland raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey!" Is it all hard work? I like! What I admire most in my life are these loyal men who would rather die than surrender! reward!

With two backhand sword blows, Roland successfully turned the Goblin into a "Goblin Stick", and the blood from the broken wounds spurted out as if it were free of charge.

"Alas... I admire Luo! Warrior! Warrior! I didn't expect that the weak Goblins can be so brave! I'm so touched! What a great warrior!" Roland said with emotion. He didn't expect that the Goblins he usually despises so much. They all have such backbone! Isn't this much better than the "banana man", "public intellectual", and "rebellious boy" in the previous life?

"In this case, I will give you a ride. Many kings can't do it, but I can still give you this honor! You are qualified to die by my sword!" Roland cut it in half with piety.

"...Don't move! Damn it! You're cutting off the mark! I said what are you doing! Look! Look! Did you not cut it properly? Hey, hey, hey! Don't worry, don't worry! Don't move, I'll leave you alone. One more strike! Hey! Don't be awkward, be careful and cut it crookedly!" Roland stepped forward to add another blow with a guilty look on his face.

"Hmm!" A dull roar came from the Goblin's throat, and everyone cast a strange look. Could a Goblin make such a powerful voice?

"Uh... I'm sorry... it's crooked again, don't move! I will give you the highest courtesy, and I will cut off your head like a warrior!" Roland looked at the person who was leaning towards him in embarrassment. A goblin with half of its abdomen chopped off.

At this moment, three-fifths of the Goblin's body has fallen off from his body, but he is still angry and his eyes are red! Staring at Roland.

"..." Kaslo.

"..."Omsk

The two of them shivered. They had seen the living Holy Mother many times, but this was the first time they saw the living King of Hell!

"Ouch!" An extremely shrill scream resounded through the forest, and Roland was seen holding his sword and staring helplessly at the goblin in front of him who was killed by him. At this moment, this goblin vividly demonstrated what the tenacity of life is. , even after being so injured, he still didn’t die.

"Okay, okay! Stop howling! Let Renren pass away with the fatal injury!" Roland, who was blushing at his swordsmanship, said angrily. He turned to look at the next goblin and planned to ignore him.

"?" Kaslo.

"?" Ormsk.

"A mere fatal injury?" Even Bahrain, who came to join in the fun, looked as if he had seen a ghost.

The soldiers on alert around him were silent, Bahrain was silent, Kaslo and Ormsk were also silent, listen! Listen, is this human language?

"Okay! Stop talking! I know you are also a warrior! You will definitely not speak, right? You will definitely rather die than surrender, and are not afraid of death, right?" Roland looked at the goblin and said decisively.

Ignoring the Goblin who was struggling crazily and with fear in his eyes, Roland slit his throat with a sword, and reminded him warmly: "It's okay! Take a deep breath, dizziness is normal, and you'll be fine after a while!"

"Pfft!" A mouthful of beer spurted out from the mouth of Balin who was watching the excitement.

"Plop!" Kaslo slipped and landed directly on the ground.

Ormsk opened his eyes wide and was astonished as if he had discovered a new continent.

Even the royal guards beside Roland quietly took a step back without leaving any trace.

Everyone looked at Roland with strange eyes, what a guy! I’ve seen the living King of Hell before, but this is the first time I’ve seen a living cub!

"Your Highness, do you think there is such a possibility? I said it is a possibility! It's not that they don't want to say it, is it because their mouths are blocked?" Kaslo reminded softly.

Roland, who had just bled the last goblin, froze after hearing this, and then mechanically twisted his head towards Kaslo.

"..." Roland.

"……"Bahrain.

"..." Ormsk.

"..." Everyone.

Everyone fell into an eerie silence as they looked at the Goblin twitching in the cold wind, and then all eyes focused on Roland.

"Damn! What are you looking at me for? Can't they say it when their mouths are blocked? They just can't say why they can't write and draw by hand?" Roland jumped up like a cat with exploded fur. That's right! It’s definitely not me who’s at fault! Roland thought to himself, these goblins must not know how to adapt!

But when everyone's eyes turned to the immobile corpses that were tied up with five flowers, they fell into a deathly silence.

"Hey! To be honest... these goblins can still move after being tied up like this. I have to say that they have a really strong desire to survive!" Balin laughed dryly.

"..." Kaslo and Ormsk looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts. They backed away a few meters in fear and distanced themselves slightly from Roland.

"You are really not doing anyone's business..." The three of Orion and Oyin Floyd came over, took a look, and left quickly, as if there was something unclean here.

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