Sergeant Decisse parried with his shield, and the green venom from the huge spider on the opposite side was still cursing in his mouth. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Little spider, it seems that you are capable of this. Didn't your mother teach you how to fight humans? You should use your venom, your spider silk! ”

The black spider in front of him hissed, and the 4 eyes were fixed on Sergeant Decisse, who tilted its head slightly, and a stream of white sticky spider silk squirted out of its mouth.

Sergeant Decisser, a veteran soldier in his 30s, suddenly burst out with agility that does not match his age. At the moment when the spider sprayed the spider silk, he directly raised his shield and rushed in front of the black spider.

Spider silk sprayed where Sergeant Descisse stood, sticking to a recruit who had come to help, and the recruit let out a frightened cry and was wrapped.

And that wasn't what the black spider wanted, and in its four pairs of horrified eyes, Sergeant Decise's one-handed sword slashed down its neck and down its belly like tofu.

The black spider let out a dull hissing sound and fell to the ground, twitching on all fours, it flipped over its black furry belly towards the sky, and its eight furry legs curled up in its abdomen without moving.

"See? Recruits! Sergeant Descisse turned around, gasping and pointing to the spider on the ground, "These things look terrifying, but they don't pose much of a threat. ”

"Overcome your fear of its ugly appearance, and they will be as weak as the gnolls!"

The recruits looked around the spider, complimenting their squad leader.

"Stop talking nonsense, keep moving forward! Our goal is just ahead. Sergeant Decisse drove the recruits onward.

On the outskirts of the woodland, Locke was standing with Major Paul chatting.

"Our soldiers are growing up very fast. Now, they should be able to fight the undead. Locke looked at the recruits who were constantly fighting the black spiders in the woodland, and asked Paul.

"As long as you overcome the fear in your heart, even civilians can fight those brainless zombies." Major Paul nodded in reply, "Our enemies are just that, and if we can ignore their ugly appearance, they won't have much to pay attention to. ”

"That's why we believe in the Light." Locke responded, "Churches are being built in the town, and then the soldiers will have a place to pray. ”

"Soldiers have cleared the perimeter of the mine. The front-line commander asked if there would be an attack on the mine. The herald came out of the woods and reported.

Paul looked back at Locke, who thought for a moment before giving the order.

"Let them wait and let Major Paul and I go over and see what is going on."

Led by the guards, Locke came to the entrance to the gold-rich mine.

At the entrance to the mine, the forest has been cut down, and scattered mining tools are scattered on the ground. It seems that it was mined before, as can be seen from the traces of the tools on the ground. Locke couldn't help but be a little worried, not knowing how much gold was still in it.

Some of the bones that had been eaten and dried were thrown at the entrance of the mine. There were also a lot of cocoons wrapped in spider silk, and the soldiers seemed to have opened a few of them before, and inside were the corpses of humans and beasts that had been dried by the air.

The spiders killed by the soldiers before were left here, and there were dozens of them. They were stacked together, and although they looked ugly on the outside, there were plenty of materials inside their bodies that could be sold for a good price.

The soldiers were resting outside the cave, waiting for their orders.

"Legionnaire, is this our goal?" Paul pointed to the dark cavern in front of him and asked, "We're going to eliminate the threat from inside?" ”

"Yes. The mining team we sent before lost contact here, and it seems that after they went in, they never came out. Locke looked at the mouth of the mine and nodded.

"I'll take the soldiers in and have a look." Paul said as he began to gather his soldiers.

"No, wait." Locke stopped him.

"Have the soldiers collect firewood and pile it at the entrance of the cave." Locke said to Paul, "You're going to be the commander of the legion in the future, so there's no need to do such a risky thing. ”

"Light the firewood that has been piled up at the entrance of the cave, and when the flame is up, find some wet firewood and put it on top of the fire. Let the mage apprentices pour the smoke rising from the firewood into the cave and see what is inside. ”

The order was conveyed, and a tall pyre was soon erected at the entrance of the cave. Several soldiers poured alchemical potions on the pyre, and one soldier returned the lit torch to it, and the fire burst into flames.

Immediately afterwards, some soldiers threw the sticky firewood on top of the pile. Rising white smoke began to emerge from the fire, more and more.

A few mage apprentices stood in front of the fire, and spoaks of magic appeared from their hands, and the magic channeled white smoke into the cavern at the foot of the mountain.

This process lasted for a long time, and the firewood was added several times, and some parts of the mountain began to emit a faint white smoke.

Slowly, the inside of the mine began to make a cacophony of noise, and the sound intensified.

"Get ready to fight! Warriors of the Crusaders! Paul commanded the soldiers to line up outside the mine, "Let's see what can challenge us in this cave!" ”

Soon, centipedes with thick arms and long thighs were the first to come out of the hole, and they crawled over the pyre at the entrance of the cave in a panic, and many centipedes were burned directly on the pyre.

Some fled to the jungle on either side after crossing the fire, and some of the soldiers who rushed to the formation were trampled to death.

It wasn't long before centipedes were pouring out of the hole, and Locke ordered to continue smoking with thick smoke. I don't know what the structure of this mine looks like, but he has the impression that the mines in WOW are very deep.

After a few more minutes of smoking, a hissing sound came from the cave.

"It's a black spider." Paul shouted, and he commanded, "Raise your towers, soldiers, and put on your poleguns." If those spiders come out, just poke through the gap in the shield! ”

Sure enough, as the soldiers were ready, scattered black spiders began to pour out of the hole, and they fled across the fire towards the outside of the cave.

The wide tower shield acts like a shield wall, cutting off their path, and the black spiders are spitting out spider silk and venom to try to clear the way, all of which are cut off by the shield. They were greeted by a riback from the sharp polearm in the soldier's hand.

Soon, outside the steel-forged defense, a dense layer of spider corpses lay down, and Paul had to make the soldiers back a little to make room for them.

When all this was over, the corpses of spiders lay dozens of meters outside the mine.

Locke looked at the corpses of these spiders with a smile, and he could eat a bunch of special ones at night. He knew that there was a delicacy called crunchy spider legs, and the ingredient was the tender white flesh inside the fluffy leg shells of these spiders. After picking out the tender meat, fry it in a pan and add seasonings. It can also be skewered on wire and grilled over low heat.

It's simply delicious.

The soldiers carefully guarded the dead spiders on the ground, dragging away the dead spiders on the ground and piling them together.

Then it all started again, and the soldiers gathered firewood again and put it at the mouth of the cave, pouring smoke into it.

In this regard, the soldiers and officers have no opinion, after all, it is dark inside. Who knows what kind of danger will be encountered.

The wood crackled and burned, and the smoke poured into it.

There was no sound in the cave for a long time, and just as Locke was about to get the soldiers to get rid of the fire at the entrance of the cave, a large group of creatures came out.

The creatures were about 1.5 meters in size, with a glowing candle on their heads, and a large, long, mouse-like mouth with white teeth exposed. There are several long whiskers on either side of the mouth, and their ears are short and tightly clinging to the gray-white hair on their heads. There is also a slender tail on the tail that runs vertically to the top of their heads.

The key parts of their bodies, as well as their fingers, were dressed in rudimentary, animal skin clothes and protective gear, and they were all hunched backs, and they also carried large yellow packages on their backs.

In their left hand, they all hold a sharp miner's hoe.

They're skewering around the hole in a frustrated way, coughing as they go.

"How can this thing be here?" Paul looked at the creatures in amazement.

"This is? Kobold?! Locke also looked at these scurrying creatures in amazement.

Strictly speaking, these kobolds should be called rats, as their features are too similar to those of erect mice, especially their tails and long mouths.

These are small creatures that live in a dark, damp crypt environment for a long time. To adapt to the darkness, they all walk with burning candles on their heads. If candle theft is a regular occurrence in an area, there are certainly kobolds in that area.

Kobolds speak their own language, and most of them speak orc and goblin languages.

Kobolds are about 1.5 meters tall when they become adults, and they have scaly skins on their bodies because of their habits. In bright sunlight, vision is impaired.

The soldiers watched the chaotic kobold on the other side of the fire, waiting for Locke's order.

Paul also turned his head to ask for Locke's opinion, "What about the Legion Commander?" ”

Locke thought as he looked at the kobold who was still running across the fire.

Kobolds are a race that is good at mining, which is related to their habits. They excavated the caves where they lived and piled up the minerals they had excavated. Sometimes, they will also trade the accumulated minerals with the outside world to buy the candles they need. and other household items.

This humanoid race hates gnomes unusually well. They will attack all the gnomes they come across. And if the enemy is humans, elves, dwarves, they will think twice. They will not attack unless they are more than three times as large as the opponent.

"Hey! Humanity, which of you is the head! I think we can talk! ”

At the entrance of the cave, the sound of kobolds shouting in lingua franca was heard.