Chapter 40 - Welcome to my territory

"Hahahaha! Chief Bloodhammer seems to know a lot! But the Blood Hammer Leader does not need to be so modest, your strength is evident to everyone.

Even if my guards have those treasures, they are not necessarily your opponent! So when the time comes, we still have to look up to Chief Bloodhammer more! Guard us all around."

The Chamber of Commerce cadre, at some point, once again poked his head out and laughed.

The guard captain on the side saw this and secretly sighed, hoping that everything would go well ...

"It's the Orcs! Orcs are coming!"

At this moment, a cry with some alarm sounded, and the crowd turned their heads to look, only to see a guard looking in a direction and extending his arm.

They let their eyes look.

They saw half a dozen hideous beastmen with green faces and fangs clad in beast skirts!

"Quick! Quickly protect me! Don't let these damned Orcs get near me! You! Go and kill them!"

The previously calm Chamber of Commerce cadres, Aganf immediately roared nervously.

The majority of the surrounding people tightly guarded the central position near the wagon.

Another nearly a dozen guards rushed directly towards the Orcs with their horses!

And the Orcs?

After a moment of confusion, they immediately turned their heads and ran!

Although they are cruel and murderous and warlike!

But they are not fools.

There are many enemies and we are few, so what's the point of fighting?

The Orcs ran with two legs, and the guards rode their horses and chased them with four legs.

It didn't take long at all to be caught up directly.

The guards pulled out their waist swords and cut directly at the Orcs!

Naturally, the Orcs did not give in and went back with their sticks!

Clang!!!

Sword and solid wood stick clash with a shocking sound.

Several guards tiger mouth a shock, almost did not hold the sword, through the horse's charge hurriedly staggered and regroup.

A few Orcs are slightly shaken, but like a normal person, continue to retreat.

But the guards on horseback at this time where will let the Orcs slip away.

Quickly turn their horses around, and a few more exchanges, the guards and Orcs fought several times.

With the help of cavalry, as well as the number of advantages, but to the Orcs opened a few gaps in the body, but also far from the point of defeating the Orcs.

Seeing this.

Arganoff, who had been observing the situation, was not happy and shouted at the top of his voice.

"What are you guys doing? Hurry up and finish these Orcs! Why are you still dawdling there? I gave you permission to use those babies! Hurry up! Kill them!"

This time, several guards were shaken and actually returned their blades to their scabbards.

After that, they lifted up their tops and took out a short black barrel gun with a golden handle from their waist!

"Stupid Orcs! Taste the power of the Goblin Noble's special musket!"

One of the guards smiled coldly and aimed the gun at an Orc who was fleeing and on guard at the same time and pulled the trigger heavily!

Peng!!!

A boom, is more than two hundred meters away from the caravan of people, can hear clearly.

And the Orc who was tens of meters away from the guard, suddenly screamed miserably, his back exploded a blood splash, his body staggered, almost fell.

This time, several Orcs wailed and shouted, as if they had exploded, running faster and more resolutely.

"Humph! The first shot actually did not explode the head? Chief Wise! When we go back this time, I think you should train a few musketeers properly ah!"

Seeing this, Arganoff was slightly relieved, but his mouth was unforgiving.

The captain of the guards on the side smiled and nodded his head repeatedly.

Dwarf Bloodhammer's pupils even shrank at this time.

Goblin Musket!

The goblin noble's special firearm!

The power is really extraordinary!

Unlike ordinary goblins, goblins are a branch of goblins, their looks are very similar, but their minds are extremely flexible.

The ability to use their hands is also very powerful.

They therefore developed a lot of equipment and weapons, such as goblin muskets, goblin explosives, goblin chariots, goblin mechs, etc., and thus became famous around the world.

In this world, it is considered the mainstream race, with its own empire.

They often trade through the trade, trade out the production of weapons to the surrounding countries, is extremely famous weapons supply empire.

And these weapons, in all countries belong to the extremely popular things!

A single ordinary, effective range of only sixty to seventy meters of the musket, the price is as high as 3 gold tal.

And such as the Havel Chamber of Commerce use the gnome noble musket, effective range of nearly two hundred meters.

The price of one is no less than 10 gold tars!

Already comparable to some magic equipment!

The reason for this is the powerful killing power it has! Even an ordinary person holding it in his hands has a great possibility to use it to kill some adventurers who are far more powerful than himself!

Dwarf Bloodhammer knew the power of the firearm.

As far as he was concerned, the battle was over at this moment!

With Pang! Pang! Peng! One after another musket shot rang out.

Those fleeing Orcs were hit by bullet after bullet!

Several had rotten backs, bloody flesh!

But they were still desperately running away!

The life force was astonishing.

The guards spurred their horses, chasing and firing at the same time.

The Orcs eventually fell one by one, one after another, only the last Orc, lucky enough to escape into the nearby forest!

The guards did not chase deep.

The forest is not the main battlefield for the horses, plus the possibility of an ambush had to make them give up.

Although one escaped, the guards were still excited.

They cut off the Orc's head and cheered as they brought it back to the caravan to hang it on their banner to show their might and the enemies they might encounter later!

At the same time, they could not wait to brag about their might.

The guard captain watched from the side and couldn't help but frown, somehow his heart had a vague feeling of bad premonition.

The blood hammer on one side saw the guard captain's concern and opened his mouth to remind the crowd.

"Do not let your guard down! The one that escaped just now might have attracted more Orcs!

For the sake of unnecessary trouble, we should probably speed up our journey a bit."

"Hahaha! Your Excellency Bloodhammer is right! But even if they come with more Orcs, what can they do? In front of my guards and Lord Bloodhammer's adventuring group! Even more are not enough! Hahahahaha."

Arganoff looked at the heads on the banner in front of him and laughed heartily.

Little Orcs, in front of the Goblin Noble level muskets, are just like a bunch of pathetic little dog heads! No battle power to speak of!

For Aganf's bragging, Bloodhammer did not refute, in fact, this is not what he thought in his heart?

The group moved forward again, but this time they did speed up a little bit.

Kicking and stamping, the sound of the horses' footsteps, as well as the guards' bragging, still resounded.

At this time, they were completely unaware that a giant dragon was watching them from a thousand meters above the sky!

And this giant dragon, was Rand!

He had just moved in a while ago, originally belonged to the elves in the forest to enjoy the emperor general treatment.

Watching the wonderfully tawdry dance and eating the fruits and vegetables fed up by the elves themselves.

Unexpectedly received the news that the hunting party was attacked!

This news, so Rand not surprised but happy, without saying a word, they will be a step ahead, ready to communicate with these attackers!

The dragon's vision is extremely outstanding, stronger than the eagle's eye.

The ability to focus and magnify, even from a distance of a thousand meters is as close as possible to the eyes.

Just a glance, Rand will see through this caravan.

A total of fifteen adventurers.

He precisely used the knowledge he got from the Dragon's Inheritance to come up with a big identification of these guys.

The dwarf in the middle.

The armor that he was wearing should be from the hand of a master of the Dwarf clan, enchanted with special effects such as sturdiness and durability, and sold for about 11 gold tal 54 silver rab.

The hammer in his hand is also from the Dwarf clan, and is quite well made, with a heavy blow effect.

Helmet: 4 gold tars.

The shoes are 3 gold tal.

The two spell casters next to me, is this equipment serious? How a poor face look?

Only 6 gold tal is also worthy of being a caster? The other one is good, but also only 13 gold tal.

The hunter 3 gold tal, a poor man!

This priest is a surprise, the whole body is equipped with 16 gold tal!

Hmm! There are also these guards, equipment is not which kingdom's equipment in progress, but rather a set of already eliminated set of prices in the 78 silver tal or so ...

Flying in the sky, observed this team for dozens of seconds, Rand extracted information, and finally came to a conclusion.

This caravan's armed forces are not strong!

It can be robbed!

At this moment, his crimson eyes seemed to be burning! Scorching hot burning eyes!

Rand couldn't help but grin and swoop down!

Of course, he did not make the Dragon Meteor such a killing move, although after making it, the probability can be instantly destroyed this caravan, but those do not know exactly what goods may also be damaged!

This is all his treasure!

Rand is not willing to guess and bet whether the goods among them can be intact from the impact of the Dragon Meteor in the end.

Hoo !!!!

With a fierce wind sound.

The shadow of the sky rapidly expanded a hundred meters away in front of the caravan, and the few guards walking in front of it noticed at once that something was wrong.

They looked up and instantly their faces changed dramatically and let out a scream like a woman:.

"Giant!!! Giant dragon !!!!"

"What?"

Other people who smelled the same big shock, looked up, after which they finally saw.

A giant dragon with red scales all over its chest and belly, red flashes in the crevices, but black scales elsewhere, and a thick and short neck.

The dragon incited a single ten-meter-long dragon wings, gracefully rotated in a low altitude circle, slowly stopped in front of the caravan dozens of meters, opened the huge mouth covered with hideous sharp teeth, issued a deep and thick roar: "From the friends of the Hessian Kingdom, the dragon is the most important one.

"Friends from the Hessian kingdom, welcome to the great true dragon! Welcome to the territory of Rand Sapphius Oakburn!

Thanks to your care, my lovely slaves have suffered many casualties!"

The dragon's head was held high, and his crimson eyes swept over the room!

Peng!

The immense dragon wings fully unfolded, crimson star fire flashed, a gale of wind invaded the guards in front! The fierce aura of being at the top of the food chain exploded!