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In the depths of Chalon Forest, an army of about 2,000 Green Dwarfs was moving slowly.
The situation was very chaotic. The Green Skin had never been an excellent lawful race. The only meaning of their existence was to fight. Usually, the Green Skin would choose a Green Skin Warlord through a 'big mess', which was the so-called warboss. The Green Skin Warlord would become the leader of the tribe. However, the leader's position was unstable and temporary. The Green Skin Warlord would face challenges from his subordinates at any time. If he couldn't suppress all kinds of challenges and satisfy the Green Skin's desire to fight, the Green Skin Warlord would be overthrown and replaced.
The Green Dwarfs in Chalon Forest weren't very powerful. The main component of the Green Dwarfs was a large group of Night Goblins. The Night Goblins were stronger in battle, but they didn't like to move. They preferred to hide in the underground tunnels, mine ores and quarrel endlessly.
It wasn't that the Green Dwarfs didn't have any Orcs. However, after the heads of the first to the eighth warboss were collected by Angelang, the Night Goblins overthrew the Orcs' rule and killed them all. Then, they became the leader of the Green Dwarfs and brought trouble to Angelang. Angelang could kill from one side of the Green Dwarfs to the other with his axe, but he couldn't go deep into the underground tunnels to play hide and seek with the Night Goblins. That was why Angelang suggested this expedition.
He longed for a good weapon.
Unlike the Orcs who didn't know anything and just buried themselves in work, the Night Goblins had the ability to make weapons, produce and mine ores. Especially the Night Goblins, they had the ability to cultivate mushrooms.
"The scouts reported that the Night Goblins got a large piece of vibranium from somewhere. Our goal is to snatch it." In the shadows of the forest, Angelang carefully poked his head out and pointed at the 2,000 Goblins. "Of course, it's also important to think of ways to kill as many Goblins as possible. The more we kill, the safer the forest will be. The more we kill, the more spoils we will get. The Goblins are different from the Orcs. They know which are useless stones and which are valuable gems, gold and silver. They know."
"You don't have to say anymore, Sir Anglo. We know that our Dwarf Clan, the Anglo Clan, has been fighting with them for thousands of years." The Dwarf Engineer, Dugan Ironman, interrupted, "If you allow, I think I can introduce you to these Night Goblins."
"Of course, we need enough information," Holy Grail Knight Armand said.
"First, the Midnight Goblin Zealots are at the front." Dugan Ironhand pointed at the advancing Goblin army in the distance. "These bastards are the elite of the Goblins. They use heavy flails. We must not let them get close to our infantry. These Goblin fanatics will swing their flails in circles regardless of the cost, causing huge casualties to both us and them."
"The ones in the middle are all Goblins. There's no need to worry about their combat power."
"The ones at the back riding the red ball monsters are the Skuigs. The Skuigs are a blood relative of the Green Skin tribe. Their incomplete evolution makes them look half alive and half mushroom. These Skuigs are responsible for rushing into the enemy's formation and creating chaos. Some Goblins will use the Skuigs' strong bodies to create opportunities for themselves."
The Royal Knights instinctively felt that things were not going to be easy. They discussed in low voices how to launch the attack.
"Brother Dwarf, do you have any good suggestions?" Anglo asked with interest.
"Night Goblins are afraid of light, especially strong light, but we …" Dugan Ironman looked at Veronica.
"No problem, but I need time." Veronica nodded.
"No problem, we also need time." Armand looked into the forest, where a few mules and horses were pulling a huge Dwarven cannon.
"Then I have a plan." Anglo cracked a smile and raised his battle axe. "Follow me."
… …
In the silence of the night, the Night Goblins were moving hard. They had recently broken into a village in the Bastogne Duchy. There, they were connected to a vault where the Dwarves buried their treasures and obtained a piece of vibranium. The Night Goblins' not-so-good brains knew that it was a good treasure, so they quickly retreated back to their fortress.
They wanted to use the vibranium to build a sturdy carriage.
The Goblins carried a large amount of loot and staggered forward. These timid creatures had always been known for their poor leadership and low combat power. The only thing they could rely on was their numbers. Whenever a battle broke out, the Goblins would try to swallow the enemy with their advantage in numbers. These creatures had a terrifying reproductive ability. From the time a spore fell to the ground to the time it grew into a mushroom, the Oker Orcs needed three months, but the Goblins only needed a dozen days.
"The boss said that we're tired from walking. We need to rest!" The leader of the Night Goblins shouted.
"Then let's take a break!" The Goblins loudly responded to their boss's words.
"The boss said that we have to reach the fortress before dawn, so we won't rest!" The leader of the Night Goblins shouted.
"Then we won't rest!" The Goblins all echoed again. Their wrinkled and ugly faces were full of flattering smiles. "We won't rest. Let's go, let's go!"
So the Goblins began to move again.
"Toot, toot, toot." At this moment, a heavy horn sounded from the depths of the forest.
"It's the enemy, it's the enemy, fight!" The leader of the Night Goblins immediately shouted. More than two thousand Goblins adjusted their formation. Some of the shorter Goblins were holding short swords, some were holding short bows, and only the most elite Goblin Zealots were using flails. They worked hard to adjust their formation, and the whole army was in chaos. Many Goblins were fighting and shoving each other, and the Skuigs took the opportunity to eat the weaker Goblins in the formation, as well as the Goblins who were even weaker than the Goblins. The whole Goblin army was in a mess.
"Ah! You damned, smelly bugs! Listen to me! " The leader of the Night Goblins shouted angrily. The elite Goblin Zealots had to come out to maintain order.
By the time the army was ready to face the enemy, there were no more enemies. The goblins checked the place where the sound of the horn came from, but there was no one there. The leader of the Night Goblins cursed and decided to set off again.
The army had to reorganize again. In order to get the mob back in position, the leader of the Night Goblins spent a lot of effort. Goblins were such creatures.
Their chaos bought Veronica enough time. In the frozen swamp of the forest, a dozen witch apprentices were casting a spell together.
Seventh-circle spell, Light of Exile.
A white light appeared in the midst of the Night Goblins. A dazzling ball of light fell from the sky, blinding everyone. Almost all the Night Goblins howled in pain at the same time. They tried to cover themselves with their robes, but the light was so bright that all the Night Goblins temporarily lost their vision.
"Arrows! Arrows! Shoot the Goblins riding the red monsters and the Goblins using the flail! " Almost at the same time, Armand shouted. Hundreds of crossbowmen quickly reloaded, and the Woodland Guards drew their longbows. Arrows flew like a storm from all directions while the Goblins had no time to react. The Goblin army was caught off guard and was fiercely attacked. The leader of the Night Goblins hurriedly shouted, "It's the enemy! It's the enemy! For Hell! "
“FNNDP！ What's the strongest! " Something happened that stunned the Union Army. An iron ball flew out of nowhere and smashed into the leader's head. Brain juice splattered everywhere, and at the same time, there was a strange green-skinned language.
There's a traitor! It must be a Goblin Zealot who took the opportunity to sneak attack the leader!
"Hell is the strongest!" A Night Goblin in the Union Army subconsciously grabbed the flail and smashed the head of a Goblin beside him.
"What's the strongest!" A short Goblin used a short sword to pierce the Goblin Zealot's chest from behind.
“waaaagh！”
“waaaaagh！”
In front of the Union Army, there was a serious internal strife in the Goblin army. While the crossbowmen and Woodland Guards were constantly reaping the lives of the Goblins, there was also a fierce internal strife within the Goblin army. A large number of Squigg Riders killed each other and fell in a pool of blood. The Goblin Zealots tried hard to maintain order, but their numbers were too few.
The Dwarven Musketeers would not give them the chance. The Dwarven Engineer, Dugan Ironman, picked up his long musket and led more than 30 Dwarven Thunder Gunners to take the lives of more than 20 Goblin Zealots in a round of fire. Bertrand led his Longbowmen in the Archer Battalion to use the godly skill of Projectile Shooting. Hundreds of soldiers and Serf Swordsmen attacked everywhere, eliminating a small number of Goblin soldiers who tried to get close to the Union Army.
"Advance!" The Royal Knight Hexus carefully observed the situation on the battlefield. Relying on the combined spells of Veronica and the Witch Apprentices, the entire battlefield was as bright as day. After he confirmed that the number of Goblin Zealots had been greatly reduced, he was the first to raise his shield and sword. "Charge! For the Lady! "
"For the Lady!" Hundreds of knights and squires roared as they rushed down the hill, completely defeating the Goblin army.
"The outcome has been decided, Lord Anglo." Under a pine tree not far away, Armand said to Anglo, who was standing on the tree, "I have to say … Lord Anglo, your method is really … unique. How did you come up with it? How did you determine that the Green Skins would have internal strife? "
"When I was dealing with the Green Skins, you were not even a * * hole, Armand." Anglo held a large iron ball in his hand. The iron ball and his big bald head reflected light under the spell, so bright that it was difficult to open one's eyes. "The Goblins have collapsed. Go and clean up the battlefield."
"I can't wait to get the vibranium."
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