Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 429: Victory Turn! And then...Victory Turn!
Nightmare.

If Pogo was asked to describe what he had seen and heard in recent days, the only word he could think of was nightmare.

……

In fact, as a veteran who had once been on the battlefield and confronted the enemy head-on, and had won the title of knighthood based on his outstanding military exploits, he did not think that this expedition that would go directly into the heart of the enemy would go smoothly.

Therefore, when he said farewell to the Earl, in addition to the one thousand conscripts who were purely used as cannon fodder, the only things he took with him were the hundred or so most elite armored cavalrymen.

In addition, they carried twice the number of war horses as replacements so that they could escape faster at the critical moment.

if not?
There are not so many lucky people in this world, and most of the brave people die on the battlefield.

So don't be fooled by Bogo's tall and strong figure who looks like a generous person. In fact, he is a sinister and cunning strong man at heart, but he just hides it deeper.

However, the reality was more cruel than he had imagined, because the so-called ally was more ridiculous than he had imagined, and the power of the pioneer was stronger than he had imagined.

Seven days, just seven days!
Pogo tightened the bandage on his arm, escaped temporarily, and finally had a little rest. He couldn't help but think back to the night seven days ago.

After the Chosen One gave the order, most of the coalition forces immediately set out and hid deep in the forest.

But with such a loose alliance, naturally not everyone can obey orders and there will inevitably be troublemakers.

For example, the leading priest from a small church might be dissatisfied with the spoils, or he might be embarrassed by his defeat in the fight for the jewelry.

Anyway, under the pretext that "there should be other goblin villages nearby", he instigated his men to leave the main group with him and look for their own way to make money.

It was this group of extremely ignorant and short-sighted people who became the first casualties after the coalition forces entered the Savage Plains.

Although no one saw their death directly, everything was self-evident when the coalition forces climbed up the nearby hill and discovered a flickering flame in the valley, and the people from the church never appeared again.

What’s even more terrible is that these cowardly guys will definitely confess the direction they left in the first place in order to survive.

Therefore, the only thing they can do now is to speed up their pace and try to sneak into the deep mountains and forests to escape before the pioneers catch up, and then seek other solutions.

They thought so and did so, but the increasingly rugged and difficult mountain terrain and the slow-moving team were filled with debuffs.

So much so that in the second half of the night, when the coalition forces, who had been crossing mountains and rivers for a long time, finally got a chance to catch their breath and found a water source to rest for a while.

They had just boiled some water and had not even had time to eat a bite of dry food when they saw the faint glow of fire in the jungle across the valley.

"Shh, is there anyone over there?"

"It's over, they're coming!"

"Put out the fire, put out the fire quickly!"

The camp, which had just calmed down, immediately responded with some planning to hide, some preparing for a counterattack, and some starting to pack up their gold and silver and prepare to flee. The camp was in chaos.

At the same time, in the darkness on the flank of the camp, there was a large-scale commotion of something unknown.

"Well, let's think about it. It could also be a herd of wild boars... or something like that?"

However, optimism was useless, because the next second a flying axe flew out from the woods and shot the optimistic guy... and his companion next to him in the head.

Bright red blood mixed with milky white spurted out, and the sound of the headless corpse falling to the ground was like the disturbing soundtrack in a horror movie, foreshadowing the coming of danger.

Therefore, the one who slowly walked out from the darkness was a goblin whose figure was even more exaggerated than the giant goblin, and who was also fully armed.

Just looking at this towering body like an iron tower, even Andre would be unable to move his feet even if he came, not to mention that he was wearing a crown inlaid with various gems on his head.

Taking the giant axe from the goblin warrior beside him, the green king's voice was as loud as a bell.

"You shameless bastards! I haven't even had the chance to tear off your heads yet, and you dare to kill our people first!"

After saying this, he raised the weapon, which could only be considered a hand axe in proportion to him, and chopped down at the human in front of him.

To be honest, this guy was quite quick-eyed and quick-handed. Without saying a word, he grabbed the shield next to his companion's body and used all his strength to hold it above his head.

However, it was useless. It was useless. It added nothing to his death except the crisp sound of iron and wood being neatly cut. It was meaningless.

But even if it made sense, it was useless, because it was not just this big greenskin that was coming to kill him, but countless shadows silently came from the darkness to the firelight of the camp.

There were goblins, ogres, and even hunched cavemen, one after another, clad in armor and armed to the point of being almost canned.

Moreover, they did not rush forward like hunters, but divided the battlefield in front of them quickly and efficiently in a manner that was obviously professionally trained.

The humans in the camp were like neatly cut pieces of bread, easily hung up and killed by a large group of little creatures whose individual combat capabilities were clearly inferior to theirs.

This situation was too horrible for everyone in the coalition. As God knows, according to the common sense of the people of the kingdom, these dirty and stupid little things could never do anything to humans.

However, this is the fact, and not only that, the rabbit people, sheep people, turtle people... those enemies on the battlefield who are naturally labeled as weak but now have explosive combat power are becoming more and more numerous.

After several months of development, [Killer Goblin] has almost become the leader of all sub-humans and even all weak races in the entire Savage Plains.

The crown presented to him by the elders of all tribes was a symbol of his power and achievement.

Simply by wearing it, he can maximize his persuasiveness and influence on these races.

Therefore, if we only look at the number of people, his "Logistics Network Kingdom" should be the most powerful force among the players, but also the force with the smallest player proportion.

It is also because of this that he made two very important decisions during this period.

The first one was to inherit the will of Ji, a great predecessor who had used the same workstation, and resolutely submitted his resignation to Manager Sun, and from then on became a professional player.

The second is to start from the fundamental problem, popularize basic education, eliminate illiteracy, improve the brains of the people, find ways to strive for excellence, and train sub-humans with higher IQs.

So the village that was wiped out by the Southern Allied Forces was not actually an ordinary goblin village, but the Jade Emperor’s excellent model village of intelligent goblins!
This is no longer just ordinary hatred, this is... this is a deep hatred for killing someone with his graduation thesis!

"Alpaca! It's fun to bully the little green skin, right?"

Therefore, when Sha Ge received this news, he was almost furious, crawling on the ground and almost eating the table in front of him. What a shitty Lingxi person, he also disappeared, called the Minister of War over, and said that he would immediately mobilize 30,000 troops and horses, and I would lead the army in person!
And while he was chopping, he was so immersed in the role that he did not forget to raise his fist, showing a pose that could win him a Pulitzer Prize if photographed.

"Follow me, soldiers! Collect the heads and we will reward them after the battle!"

It has to be said that the Qin Dynasty's twenty-level military merit system was very effective. The soldiers, who were eager to make achievements and become the best of the best, charged forward even more fiercely.

Although everyone in the coalition had their own plans, they also knew that they were facing a powerful enemy and would be defeated one by one if they were divided.

So when they saw the Goblin King, full of energy and leading a group of little crazy sub-human soldiers to charge forward, he seemed to be ready to break through their formation in one breath.

Several experts in the coalition were afraid that our morale would collapse, so they exchanged glances and joined forces to block Brother Sha.

Logically speaking, as a leader among players, he can be regarded as a boss-level existence among players. Even if these people join forces to fight against him, it will be difficult to defeat Brother Sha.

But who can blame them for making up this coalition army, including not only nobles but also all kinds of strange evil god churches?
With a snap, several screaming black-haired ghosts were summoned, and with a bang, a relatively intact corpse was pulled up and turned into a zombie.

From time to time, he can do some cruel things like teleporting out of thin air, turning reality into illusion, etc., which makes people hard to guard against and very annoyed, and it makes people feel helpless.

And although Brother Sha is very powerful, he is now rich and powerful, so why isn't he afraid of failure?
If you fail miserably here, you will lose a level of experience, a day of activity time, or even ruin your future plans. That would be a waste of time.

...This is also the fundamental reason why the Jiming Society set up two penalties: [Death Resurrection CD] that can be extended as the level increases, and [Death Resurrection Demotion] that will definitely be reduced by one no matter what.

To novices, they are almost nothing and they can take risks and play with them at will; to veterans, they are as heavy as Mount Tai and they have to calculate every step carefully.

But this doesn't mean that Brother Sha will really be stopped by a few rotten tomatoes and potatoes. After all, using numbers to bully the few... should be the exclusive domain of players.

Therefore, as the chaos here gradually expanded, other players who were originally just wandering around also discovered the location of the Southern Alliance.

Moreover, these are mixed formations composed of humans and orcs. They already have impressive combat capabilities, and as players they also have the latest automatic weapons.

Then, accompanied by several flares being detonated above the battlefield, in an instant, it was as if the clock had passed twelve on New Year's Eve, and the crisp sound of gunfire was endless.

Although they are in a magical world, these light weapons with little damage can't actually do much harm to many people, and can only achieve a slight fire suppression effect.

But when facing such attacks, you have to consume magic power to put up a shield to block it, while others only need to move their fingers to change a magazine. The consumption on the battlefield is too unequal.

——Isn’t this bullying honest people?

"Sir, we..."

So Andre, as a pro-war faction, was originally trying to persuade the Chosen Ones to have a decisive battle with the Pioneers here and win the victory in one battle, but his eyes widened when he saw this scene.

"Sir, please listen to what I have to say!"

Bogo, who had been advocating to temporarily avoid the attack, quickly spoke up when he saw this, saying that our army was not familiar with the terrain here, and that it was not favorable for a night battle because the enemy was in the dark and we were in the light, so it would be better to make a quick strategic shift.

However, Ji Ming, the decision maker, did not respond in a hurry. After all, the dead were not his own people, so he opened the map and took a look.

Don’t be fooled by the players who are chasing and killing fiercely now. In fact, this just happened this afternoon. No matter how much they mobilize, how many people can they gather?

What's more, the arrival of the Lingxi people is their current strategic focus. If that village was not the favorite of Brother Sha, perhaps the coalition forces would not have been caught up today.

So let alone the other side, what are the other player forces from the surrounding areas, these guys who don’t even deserve a name, exactly how powerful are they?

Even though Brother Sha was furious, he said there were 30,000 soldiers, but after a forced march and night raids, there were only 5,000 active soldiers on the battlefield.

If the coalition forces now make every effort to attack from both sides, they will definitely be able to successfully counterattack and kill all the spies around, then disappear into the vast mountains and wilderness to prepare for the next surprise attack.

and so……

Retreat.

After a symbolic resistance, the Confederate Army began its graceful but measured victory advance.

Under the superb command of an unknown master of micro-manipulation, they successfully escaped from the place under the cover of night, leaving behind only a few thousand unlucky guys.

After that, Ji Ming devoted more energy to military affairs, and achieved great victories in the Rose Town Retreat, Peace Valley Retreat, and Tiger Tooth Peak Retreat.

According to the statistics of the Minister of Logistics Andre, a total of 5876 prisoners, 1542 livestock, countless weapons and equipment, and countless food and supplies were captured.

The morale of the soldiers has been greatly improved. Look, everyone is so happy that they all have free time to get together and dig moles.

"Sir, we have been out of food for two days. I just saw some soldiers trying to catch moles to eat."

Listening to Pogo's report, Ji Ming pushed the biscuit jar under the table further inside.

"There's no food? How can there be no food?"

He stood up and pointed in a random direction.

"I clearly gave you the last bit of food and fodder for the coalition the day before yesterday. Where is the food?"

"This……"

Pogo was speechless for a moment, but he didn't really need to answer.

Because this was the location that Ji Ming reported to Brother Sha personally, and he taught the little green skins step by step how to sneak in and burn it, how could he not know?

But it was Pogo and Andre's responsibility that they failed to defend the food supplies. Considering that Andre had one arm broken in the last battle and was recovering from the injury, it was his responsibility alone.

"But this is my responsibility, not the soldiers' responsibility. Please think of a way to see if there is any way to squeeze out some money!"

To be honest, although it was a bit impolite, Ji Ming subconsciously thought of the pure-love cowman in the orc team who could produce all kinds of potions on his own.

……

Hey?
Ji Ming looked at the map and found that the orcs' current industry seemed to be nearby.

Or... let's set the final battle here?
(End of this chapter)