Being a lord in another world begins with farming

Chapter 33 I Surrender

According to the classification of fighting spirit mentioned by Maya, both of them are primary fighting spirit, which means that fighting spirit is not enough to spread throughout the whole body and is difficult to last, so it can only be blessed in specific parts.

The advantage of this is that it consumes less and only requires targeted training of specific parts, which greatly reduces the difficulty of practice. However, both of them are in their thirties and are still at the elementary level of fighting spirit. This shows how talented they are, or that they have no talent at all. After practicing seriously, if it were a white wolf or a bison, they might not have already reached the intermediate level of fighting spirit.

Even so, the fighting skills mastered by the two people should not be underestimated. The Goblin General will not be at a disadvantage against anyone. It is only a matter of time before he even kills his opponent. But one on two, there are two experienced ones. The old guy is definitely unstoppable.

Fortunately, the elite goblins resisted desperately, buying more time for the goblin generals and giving Owen a chance to intervene.

"Char, kill them!" Now Owen has suppressed his excess sympathy and pity, and is no longer flustered by the screams coming from the soldiers in the camp.

In fact, Owen knew very well in his heart that if he hadn't noticed it early and taken action in advance, it would be unimaginable what fate he would end up in when the four-man coalition appeared in his territory, so he gave the order without mercy.

Compared to Owen's slightly complicated psychological journey, Ciel was much simpler. She only had to carry out her master's orders, so she held the heavily armored magic sheep under her crotch and rushed over with the magic sheep warhammer.

The Demon Sheep is already good at charging, and it becomes even more powerful when it evolves into a heavily armored Demon Sheep with its body covered with a layer of armor. At this time, the Sheep lowers its head and runs on all fours, just like a little Jeep with the accelerator pedal pushed to the bottom. Don't worry about those crazy people along the way. The soldiers were still goblins that were in the way. All living beings were equal before the hammer-like horns of the argali. During the dull collision, one by one flew in the air like broken weeds. What was even more frightening was that the heavy-armed demon sheep charged. The speed has not slowed down at all, which shows how terrifying the blessings generated by the resonance of the heavily equipped Demon Sheep and the Demon Sheep Warhammer are. If Owen had better equipment and had the aura of the Demon King, he might be even more powerful than Ciel, but it is a pity that he is just Wouldn't choose to take risks.

If a human were to encounter a master who could not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, their morale would immediately drop, and they might even kill the opponent with evil hands. But for Goblins, is this a big deal?

Not to mention the weirdness of the goblins, facing Charles's menacing charge, the Flying Dragon Viscount and the Swan Baron instinctively retreated immediately, but this time the white wolf and the bison were exposed.

Although Charles doesn't have much combat experience, her combat intuition is very amazing. She can tell at first glance that Viscount Feilong and Baron Swan are not easy for her to win, because the opponents are too flexible, and although the charge of the heavily armored magic sheep is brave, It was unstoppable, but too direct. It was not difficult to dodge, so she very wisely left the first blow to the bison who was almost unable to hold on.

It was obviously a two-handed war hammer, but in Charles's hand it was as light as a one-handed hammer. With the impact of the heavily armored demon sheep, the hammer roared towards him with the evil wind, and the buffalo's heart suddenly shrank into a ball in shock, but it was useless. , old body, and the physical strength consumed by the continuous hard battle with the Goblin General, the bison, who was still capable of reversal when he was young, can only wait for death.

It's not right to say that he was waiting to die. The bison's body was too depleted and the battle just now was too fierce. Therefore, before Ciel's war hammer was about to kill him, the bison died of cardiac arrest.

When the bison's blood and broken bones hit his face, the white wolf knew that everything was over. Facing the Goblin General's sharp blade, he sighed and made no resistance, and then fell into endless darkness.

The successive deaths of the bison and the white wolf made Viscount Feilong look very ugly, because the defeat was determined. Just as he was about to escape, he suddenly felt a pain in his waist, and a well-made stabbing sword actually pierced one side of his waist. , making him just like a skewer and not daring to move at all.

Dou Qi is not omnipotent, at least the primary level of Dou Qi cannot stop the bleeding, causing Viscount Feilong's vital part to be pierced, and he is bleeding profusely. However, he does not dare to move at all, because Viscount Feilong knows very well that once this part is injured, he will be dead if he misses even a little bit. , if the wound does not expand, there is still a little hope of survival, so he tried to calm down his emotions and said to the Swan Baron behind him.

"Seize me as capital for surrender, Corens, you are still so smart and decisive, just like when we formed an alliance." Viscount Feilong was actually not sure of Baron Swan's thoughts, but the knife pierced his waist. , if you want to say you have good intentions, you can't even tell lies with your eyes open. Considering the situation in front of you, you know that the other party most likely wants to surrender, but is worried about what will happen after surrender, so he has the highest status and The person who is the messenger of the Lord takes it and uses it as a bargaining chip.

This was the wisest choice. If he was not the leader, he would have wanted to stab someone in the back, but unfortunately he was the one being stabbed now.

"In this case, please stop resisting, Lord Viscount. Your life will be more valuable." Although Kelunsi was still in such a mess, his eyes were cold and ruthless. The sword that pierced Viscount Feilong's waist was firmly in his hand. , can separate the opponent's kidneys into cashew nuts at any time.

"Then have you ever thought about whether the goblins will accept your surrender? Or will they roast you on the fire!" Viscount Feilong said sarcastically. There is no shame in surrendering. The problem is that the other party is a goblin. Surrender to the other party. , no less than jumping into a boiling soup pot and bringing your own condiments.

"Don't tell me you didn't recognize it. The knight riding the sheep-shaped monster just now was a human being." Corrence was not an idiot, and even an idiot would not surrender to the goblin.

He had thought about escaping before. Although with the speed of the opponent's mount, the chance of escaping was very low, there was still a glimmer of hope. What's more, he could run away from Viscount Fei Long, and then he could reveal that the other party was the leader. , using the other party as bait to buy yourself more time to escape.

However, when Corrence found out that the Demon Sheep Knight was a human being, and that the giant goblin who was the leader of the goblins respected him, he understood where the real way to survive was.

"I surrender!" Corens shouted, decisively calming the entire audience.

Facing Ciel who was riding a heavily armored magic sheep and whose war hammer was still dripping with blood, Kelunsi held the sword in both hands, lowered his head to his chin and pressed it against his chest. Even though he was in a mess, he still stood upright. This was the standard of a noble. A posture of surrender, and even if you lose, you must lose with dignity.

Seeing this, Ciel hesitated. As a maid, she had learned aristocratic etiquette and knew that the other party was surrendering as a noble. However, as a maid, she did not have the right to execute the other party on behalf of her master.

So after a simple stoppage of bleeding, the tied-up Viscount Feilong and Collens were personally escorted by Goblin General and Ciel to Owen who was at the very back, waiting for him to approve their fate.