Archdemon

The reason is simple. The goblins are not strong enough to annex the kobolds and troglodytes. Even if the hobgoblins work hard to reproduce, their number of hobgoblins is not large. If the troglodytes destroy the kobolds and enslave them, the next target of these scaly guys must be the goblins. "If we don't help the Kobolds this time, they will definitely fail, which we can't stand."

The goblin Marlowe shook his head and sat on the chair to continue explaining to his apprentice: "As for the future, after the battle lizards fail, they will not tear their faces and become enemies with us for their own survival, so we can continue to do business in the future."

"Okay, ignore them, bring the herbs in, we will continue to make medicine, after the war is the time for us to make money!"

...

Looking at the Goblin Tribe that became empty because of the troops, Huo Ling was a little eager to move.

Originally, his goal was to wait for the battle lizards to be attacked by the Kobolds and Goblins and lose a certain amount of strength.

Huo Ling would then unite with the battle lizards and use them as cannon fodder to attack the Goblin Tribe.

But looking at the current defensive strength of the tribe, Huo Ling felt that the plan needed to be changed.

The original Goblin Tribe had more than a thousand Goblins, and the combat effectiveness of these ordinary Goblins was not to be feared.

Moreover, the hobgoblins had drawn most of the ordinary goblins to serve as cannon fodder, and with the goblins that went hunting, there were probably only two or three hundred ordinary goblins left in the tribe.

And there were probably dozens of apprentice-level hobgoblin soldiers left behind.

At this time, there should be no more than five goblins with black iron combat power in the goblin tribe.

He secretly estimated the power he had, and it was possible!

He did it right away. He had already figured out the terrain of the goblin tribe, and had been planning how to implement his looting plan these days.

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Huo Ling first sent out five skeleton warriors, with fifty skeleton warriors, to attack the goblin tribe head-on to attract the attention of the goblins.

And he himself took the remaining five skeleton warriors and prepared to carry out the decapitation operation.

The battle started soon. All the troops under his command were his summons, and the command was extremely smooth.

However, he could only give simple orders to attack or retreat now, otherwise he would be exhausted by the more than 50 skeletons.

The skeleton warriors marched in neat steps and rushed into the goblin tribe. All the goblins they met along the way were ruthlessly killed by these undead creatures.

"Don't panic! Everyone follow me!"

A goblin officer stood up at this time. He was wearing iron armor and holding a battle axe on a slope, calling on the goblin soldiers to come.

With his encouragement, other goblin soldiers quickly took their equipment and lined up behind him.

At the same time, they also organized the remaining goblins to strengthen their defense.

"Shoot!" A low-level goblin officer shouted.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The sparse arrows shot out from the goblins' short bows. Even if they hit, they probably wouldn't cause any damage.

Not to mention that the other side is full of skeletons. They don't even have flesh and blood, and are completely fearless of arrows.

"Don't waste your energy. These are undead. They are not afraid of arrows."

Shaman Marlowe asked his assistant to help him to the battlefield. He looked at the attacking skeleton warriors and saw their source at a glance.

"There may be a necromancer nearby! These skeletons are controlled by him!"

"Shaman, what should we do next?"

A Black Iron-ranked hobgoblin officer who stayed behind asked.

"Give the children the boiling blood herb. We need to smash these skeletons as soon as possible and find the location of the necromancer, otherwise the necromancer will continue to summon skeletons!"

Marlowe analyzed calmly, and his eyes, which became cloudy due to old age, were also looking at the surrounding environment.

"He won't be too far away, otherwise he can't control these summons!"

The hobgoblin warrior quickly obeyed Marlowe's order and brought a large amount of boiling blood herbs.

After feeding these boiling blood herbs to the ordinary goblins, they seemed to have changed.

Their muscles swelled, their breathing became heavier, and their eyes were full of bloodshot.

"Children, obey my orders! Smash these rotten bones in front of you!!!"

"

Malo ordered his assistant to insert the bloodthirsty totem in front of him. After activating the totem, the earth elf warriors within the range of the totem were strengthened by the spell.

They felt that their power became stronger and their hearts were filled with courage.

Encouraged by Malo, the goblins who were originally a little timid and cowardly now howled and rushed towards Huo Ling's skeleton warriors.

Even if their bodies were pierced and their limbs were cut off, they would twist and crawl to the side of the skeleton warriors, even if they bit with their teeth, they wanted to leave a trace of scars on the skeletons.

If If they were ordinary enemies, their morale might be affected by such an attack, but these were all undead creatures in front of them.

They could not understand what fear was, and they just silently waved their weapons to hurt the goblins rushing over.

Marlowe was not idle at this time. He signaled his assistant to drag over a tied-up goblin slave.

He cut the throat of the unfortunate guy with a knife, and blood gushed out from the wound.

Marlowe wore a shaman's feather costume and chanted a difficult spell.

"The Great Strength Curse! "

A ray of magic light was released by him, and several black iron hobgoblin officers in the group of goblins were selected by him.

The effect of this spell is very simple, which is to increase the strength of the recipient.

Feeling the abundant power in his body, a black iron-level hobgoblin warrior roared to the sky.

He swung the battle axe in his hand and chopped off the skeleton warrior's spear with one axe. Then, relying on the armor he was wearing, he directly crashed into the skeleton warrior's army.

The skeleton warrior he hit head-on was almost knocked apart, with all the bones in his body broken, and he was about to fall down.

The hobgoblin officer grinned, grabbed its skull, and urged the fighting spirit in his hand. , crushing the soul fire in the skull and extinguishing it.

But his arrogance also attracted the attention of the skeleton warriors.

Five skeleton warriors hid among the skeleton warriors just to kill these hobgoblins who dared to show up.

A skeleton warrior opened and closed his big mouth, roaring silently with soul power, under his command.

Two skeleton warriors abandoned other enemies and wanted to hug the black iron hobgoblin tightly.

The hobgoblin officer was not panicked when he saw this. He swung the battle axe in his hand and split the sternum of one of the skeleton warriors.

Then one hand went straight through the broken chest, grabbed the spine of the skeleton warrior, and tore it off with a sudden force.

"Hahaha!" The goblin officer laughed wildly.