A baby dragon has built a nest outside the Novice Village

Chapter 52: Fighting on All Fronts
The Jazz was in his study, his face even paler than before.

He spent more time than expected on the last team of adventurers of level eight or nine that day, and was only able to return to his mansion after the sun rose.

Inevitably, he was touched by the sunlight.

During this time, the knight had to hide in his own mansion and slowly recover from the damage his body suffered in the sun.

Although the harvest was not low, the bodies had been sent to the Great Cemetery. From the report in front of him, the Great Cemetery's assessment of these bodies was very optimistic. But at this moment when the situation was changing rapidly, the knight could only stay in the mansion, which made him feel a little uneasy.

A new report was submitted.

Above is one of his blood descendants requesting more troops.

"His task should be to deal with those goblins that appeared out of nowhere..."

The knight quickly remembered the task he had given to the blood heir.

"The troops he has should be more than enough."

"What the hell is going on with those goblins?"

Kriego smashed the last ghoul's head with one claw, ending the short battle.

"Those undead spirits don't have any reinforcements this time?"

Although those goblins that appeared out of nowhere are a little weird, they are still goblins, one of the weakest monster groups in the world. No matter what the reason is, it is a shame if we cannot deal with the goblins.

A bat flew in front of the bloodline and chirped a few times. During the day, these bats were the channels for the bloodline to convey orders and understand the situation.

That fifth squad no longer exists.

Lania heard the sounds of fighting in the distance, from a goblin outpost.

This makes the blood heir wonder from time to time which side is the undead.

"They probably don't have any extra troops. It looks like the undead here have suffered heavy losses during this period."

"Don't worry about them. The other troops are preparing to attack as planned."

The blood heir was wrapped up tightly and was planning the next attack of the undeads. Waves of shame were tormenting him. He never thought that he would fall at the hands of the goblins.

Reinhardt glanced around. When he and Ella rushed here, they occasionally fought with the undead when they had no choice.

As long as an attack fails to completely capture the goblin stronghold, the number of goblins in the stronghold will soon return to the original number, or even increase. They will also collect the corpses on the battlefield and burn them, making it difficult for the bloodline's men to replenish them on the battlefield.

The bat flew away, and the blood heir rubbed his temple. After becoming a blood heir, he no longer had headaches due to anxiety. It was just some remaining habits.

But in the end, the knight approved the blood heir's request. The blood heir had successfully completed many tasks given by the knight. For such a blood heir, the knight was willing to give him an extra chance.

The undead would often rely on numbers to launch rounds of attacks, reduce the number of enemies, soften their morale, and ultimately win, but this time he was suppressed by the opponent's numbers.

"The fifth team was attacked?"

And now, it's very quiet around.

The opponent was not very strong, and Krigo and his team dealt with him relatively easily, but Krigo could still feel that his strength, which had been stagnant for a long time, had improved slightly.

The knight lowered his opinion of the blood heir in his heart. The troops he gave to the blood heir were enough to easily destroy two or three large goblin nests. Even if there were a small number of adventurers wandering there, the blood heir had enough resources to deal with them.

Before each battle is over, undead reinforcements will arrive from all around.

"Let's go. They should be concentrating their forces and trying their best to break through the goblins' defenses."

Lania took a step forward.

"Let's go, they can't take care of us for now."

Krigor was a little disappointed. He thought there would be more battles. "There will be more battles later."

Reinhardt patted him on the shoulder, and Krigo took a step and followed.

"retreat."

The gate of a goblin outpost was broken open by the undead, and a flesh abomination led several zombies in, and the goblin array at the gate of the outpost was broken open in an instant.

"All retreat!"

The mutant commander of the outpost decisively gave the order to retreat, and then a light began to flash on the surface of the golem.

The undead in front of them have already sent out monsters like the Flesh Abomination, and they are here to wipe out this outpost.

"What's important is not to hold a certain post, but to prevent the enemy from achieving their goal."

This was the latest teaching from the goblins' great master. The goblins scattered in panic. The undead certainly would not stand there and watch them escape, but two golems stood in front of them.

Farui vaguely heard the explosion of the golem in the distance.

He had heard seven such explosions that afternoon.

Obviously, the Undead have pushed all the troops they can mobilize to the front line. They seem to have realized that their previous strategy of pursuing a high casualty ratio cannot really weaken their enemies.

The judgment of the Undead commander was correct. If such a fierce battle really started, the goblins' replenishment of troops would not be able to keep up with the consumption, and they would inevitably be destroyed in the end.

But if there is a dragon, it is different.

Fari flapped his wings and flew out of the nest.

He did not fly directly to the front line where the two sides were fighting, but went around to the north of the front line.

“It’s good to know and enjoy.”

This was done in order to confuse the undead as much as possible. After all, he had caused a big fuss there before, and appearing from that direction again could also somewhat distance himself from these goblins.

Although the effect won't be too great.

It might be okay if a giant dragon happened to appear on the battlefield and destroy the undead once or twice, but if it happens more than once, the person who caused this undead disaster would not be a fool.

He could definitely see the relationship between Farui and the goblins, and thus roughly deduce the location of Farui's lair from the defense line set up by the goblins.

"We'll delay it for a few days. It won't take long for them to return to their sphere of influence."

Fari has come to the northwest, and his current location is right behind a group of undead.

The undead had already rushed into a goblin outpost.

This outpost is located at the intersection of several roads. It is a node with certain strategic value. Together with the goblins retreating from the front, there are about two hundred ordinary goblins and eight mutants.

But the undead in front of them were more numerous and more powerful. Even relying on the fortifications in the outposts, the goblins were already in a tough fight. If they did not retreat, they would be annihilated sooner or later.

The goblin commander prepared to order a retreat.

The casualties this time will be huge. A few golems cannot hold off the pursuit of so many undeads. He must leave at least nearly a hundred goblins to cover their retreat.

Just then, the goblins saw balls of fire falling from the sky.

"The great master has come to save us!"

Seeing the undead in front of them engulfed in a sea of ​​fire, the goblins knelt down towards the giant dragon in the sky.

Fari felt that his strength seemed to have increased a little, but it was different from the previous strength increase through fighting. This power seemed to come from the goblins who were kneeling below.

(End of this chapter)