Chapter 31: Delivered to your door!

When Cao Cao was about to be there, he was thinking about the gray camel merchant, but a caravan actually ran over!

Something wrong! Leon's heart moved. Many gray camels were big caravans. How could they enter the depths of the Howling Forest to trade?

The area of ​​the Whirling Forest is surrounded by mountains and dense forests, and there is no road to follow, so it is very difficult to trek.

Therefore, it is simply a big caravan that enters the forest, and there is not much oil or water to squeeze in, and it is definitely not worth the effort to earn a little profit. Therefore, usually small caravans enter the forest, with three or five guards and a few gray camels at most.

Could it be that... Leon immediately called Holme over?

Hom was a big goblin warrior captured in the Battle of the Crazy Hammer Tribe Camp a month ago. He also acted as the guide of Leon. Without this goblin leader, it would not be so easy to destroy the Green Field Tribe.

In advance, Leon promised that as long as it is obedient and he would let it go, but after destroying the Green Field Tribe, the goblin warrior did not run away, but instead asked to stay and surrender to Leon.

Leon is unknown to the reason for its complete rebellion and surrender, but this goblin traitor saved himself, because Leon would not let it leave alive and give it a chance to report to other goblin tribes.

The other two goblin warriors who were originally besieged in the Mad Hammer Tribe have long turned into fertilizer in the forest.

Since he defected to Leon, the big goblin warrior named Home has also acted quite terrible. Leon simply handed the green goblins over to it to manage, and it actually made it very colorful. He was not ruthless at all with a whip to beat the lazy green goblin.

It is undeniable that among the goblin tribe, Hom is a rare clever character.

"Dignity, do you have any instructions?"

Hom came over quickly, nodded and greeted Leon and expressed his greetings and respects.

Leon waved his hand and stopped the other party from flattering behind him and asked directly about the caravan.

After a few conversations, Leon gradually felt relieved.

Like all goblins, the Green Field Goblin tribe is also dependent on the elves, but the lofty elves are not very good to them. They are regarded as untouchables and slaves, and only the strongest goblin knight can get better treatment.

The goblin tribe must serve and fight for the elves, and also maintain its own survival. It also has to pay a batch of tributes to the elves every year, which is quite a lot of pressure.

In order to survive and gain the favor of the elves, the goblin tribe viciously chased and suppressed the beast tribe in the whistling forest. Part of the captured slaves were handed over as tributes, and the other part was sold to the slave traders of the human race in exchange for various supplies and food.

In recent years, the Greenfield Tribe has been trading with a slave group.

There is no doubt that the caravan discovered by Fire Hammer is not an ordinary gray camel caravan, but a team of slave traders!

Since the Green Field Tribe was completely wiped out, the slave traders had no news at all. They came with a large amount of supplies like in previous years, and this would be the last and largest transaction this year.

Kill it!

After understanding the other party's origin, Leon immediately stood up, and the fierce light flashed in the tiger's eyes.

He has never been a kind man and a trustworthy man. When he started from scratch, he had done a lot of things to do. Now he is really stressful when he returns to his old business.

For the beast race, the enemy he hated the most is naturally the elves’ accomplice, the goblins, and the second is the slave trader of the human race.

"Rock Hammer, gather the team, we are ready to fight!"

Leon's roar echoed in the valley camp, and the Mad Hammer Tribe mobilized again urgently.

…

At the same time, in the forest more than ten miles away from the Hope Valley.

A team of dozens of gray camels was struggling forward with difficulty. Two guides waved their machetes to cut off the vines blocking the road, panting and sweating.

After running this trip, I will never come again! Christol, who was riding on a hunchback, secretly cursed and swore in his heart.

The wet and dense forest made him really annoyed. The mountains that could not see the end always reminded people of the legendary wilderness. It was absolutely a great chore to walk in it with a camel caravan.

But Christol had to come because he was just an intermediate manager in the Tatsoer family. Since the former manager of the slave trade team retired honorably, the superior ordered him to take over this unenviable position.

Dealing with a bunch of dirty goblins who eat human flesh! Christol will vomit even if he thinks about it.

Fortunately, this errand is not dangerous and has good food. The place where the Green Field Goblin tribe is located is not deep in the dangerous forest. You can complete the round trip in the forest in three days and you will not encounter terrible monsters.

The Green Field Goblin Tribe and the Slave Trafficking Team have worked together for several years, and the transactions between the two sides have always been quite pleasant. The stupid goblins will never learn the skills of trading. As the leader of the team, Christol can make a fortune from it.

I heard from the guards of the team that the two wizards in the Green Field Goblin tribe are not easy to deal with. If you want to complete the transaction smoothly, you must give them some benefits first.

Christol disagreed with this. In his opinion, goblins are goblins, and even goblin wizards can be his opponent.

Thinking of this, Christol was in a little better.

He looked back and saw thirty-seven gray camels loaded with cargo lined up, and dozens of guards followed around and watched. Although the speed was not fast, everything was still going well.

"Mr. Christol should be coming soon. Before the sun sets, we will definitely be able to live in the camp of the Green Field Tribe."

A middle-aged warrior who was also riding a gray camel and following Christol, smiling and said, "I got used to it once. The roads in the forest are too difficult to find, and we have too many goods."

Get used to your sister! Christol really wants to curse.

However, the other party was one of the two warriors in the team and was the real leader of the thirty-five guards, so even if he had anything to say, he could only rot in his stomach.

In the Tatsoer family, any warrior who has mastered fighting spirit will not be worse than his intermediate manager, in terms of identity or status.

"I understand, I'm actually very happy to have the opportunity to really serve the family. It's really boring to stay in the store and socialize with people!" The manager said with a smile.

laugh!

A sneer came from beside him, undoubtedly definitely mocking him for being insincere.

Christol turned his face and glared at him fiercely.

In this team, he only cared about two warriors, and he felt endless contempt for the young magician who sat on the gray camel and looked like a careless person.

This is also considered a magician? She was wearing a tattered light gray robe that seemed to be picked up from a garbage dump, and there was nothing but a short wand on her body!

Magic Wand? Oh my God! Christol doubts whether the magic crystals the size of beans inlaid with the rod’s head can sell a gold coin.

Although the young magician named Akran has a jealous handsome face, short golden hair, chestnut eyes, a high nose bridge and a lazy smile on his face, he is enough to be the favorite of the women and girls of Faril.

And this is exactly what makes the manager hate him the most.

I heard that Akran had an affair with a bauble, but the incident was exposed. He had to join the Tatsoer family's Yuanwang Merchant Group through relationships to avoid the limelight and instead sent to the slave trade team to play.

After coming to the slave trade team, the young mage never settled down and sarcastically sarcasticted Christol from time to time.

Omnipotent God, drop a lightning bolt and kill this guy!

The manager turned around and prayed silently in his heart.

The team continued to move forward in the forest, and when the sun was about to set, they finally walked out of the dense forest area.

"Look, that's Goblin Valley!"

The escort warrior who acted as a guide pointed forward and said loudly, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

The valley is not far away, and there is a relatively gentle mountainous area in front of it, with sparse woods easily accessible, which means that the last part of the team will be much easier.

"We'll speed up, guys, we'll be here soon!"

Christol turned his head and laughed loudly: "When I finish this transaction, I will return to Ferry City. I will invite everyone to Hongfang Bar for a good drink!"

The guards all smiled. Although they didn't like this self-righteous new manager, it was always a pleasant thing to see the destination.

The group couldn't help but speed up. They didn't take much time to cross the mountains and came to a place only half an inside and outside the valley entrance.

"Hey! The Green Field Tribe actually built a stone wall at the entrance of the valley!" The middle-aged warrior said in surprise: "There are also a lot more sentry towers."

"It seems that they have a lot of prisoners, otherwise these goblins would be too lazy to build stone walls themselves!" Another warrior smiled.

"This is a good thing!" Christol also smiled, as if he saw gold coins flying all over the sky: "This time the transaction volume will definitely exceed the past!"

Under the temptation of money, the steward who had been huddling around two warriors actually urged the gray camel to rush to the front: "Let's go quickly, maybe they have prepared a welcome banquet for us!"

He saw the curling smoke rising from the valley.

The two warriors looked at each other, and the middle-aged warrior smiled bitterly, and could only speed up and follow up. Protecting Christol was also one of his responsibilities.

Soon, the entire team arrived at the entrance of the valley.

Unlike what Christol expected, the goblins did not come out to welcome him. The village gate was closed and more than a dozen bows and arrows were aimed at them on the stone wall.
Chapter completed!