I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 82 Showing Off Power

Animals that are defecating are very alert.

Goblins are no exception.

It heard the dog barking, turned around, and saw two huge metal monsters appear at the edge of its field of vision!

After hastily picking up a beech leaf from the ground to wipe his backside, the goblin quickly got up and fled back to the stronghold.

"Wow! Wow! A monster!"

Its sound is much faster than its running speed.

The goblins, who were already prepared, all peeked out to observe.

"monster?"

"There's no monster!"

On the high platform next to the wooden wall, Ziyi and Zian subconsciously looked at Li Mosi.

"The enemy is here! Line up like you did last night!"

Zi nodded and quickly gave the order.

More than seventy goblins gathered on the north side of the wooden wall, holding their stone javelins. Twenty-six goblin warriors climbed the steep slope and found the spot marked with tree branches to stand in.

Spears were set up on the javelin thrower, stones were placed on the boom, and even Zi Yi's hunting bow was nocked with arrows.

Li Mosi glanced at the [Leshanshui] map, then looked around.

The prisoners had already been tied up like caterpillars and gagged, and were thrown into a cave at the foot of the mountain. Even if they had the ability to escape, they would not be able to disturb the battlefield.

The saintess was also bound like a caterpillar and her mouth was gagged.

She was just a short distance away from Li Mosi.

With everything prepared, he opened the [Leshanshui] map and simultaneously peered ahead through the observation hole between the tree branches.

On the map, the fifty-five dots symbolizing the enemy are getting closer and closer.

"Hahahahaha!"

Tufat laughed as he watched the goblins flee in disarray.

"These disgusting green baby monsters are still cowardly and weak. Follow me!"

The slave-catching captain chimed in, "You're right, sir. They're absolutely powerless against you!"

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the team behind him.

The slaves leading the donkeys were somewhat outdated.

"You bunch of guys, hurry up and catch up! If you're late, there won't be any loot!"

"Yes, Captain!"

The slaves responded immediately, turning around and driving the donkeys.

If you go too late, there really won't be any loot left!

This is a rule set by two noblemen: whoever finds it keeps it!

However, this has nothing to do with the team leader; his income is directly divided from the team's total income.

He remembered where he was.

These are the mountains north of Baron Talis's territory. Since no human settlements have ever been seen here, they have never been here before.

Of the small group on this trip, the one led by Lasso seemed to be on the south side of this mountain.

The captain looked back at the donkey again.

They started with 110 donkeys loaded with supplies, but as many small teams from nearby areas came to resupply, they gradually dwindled to only 42 donkeys.

Only Lasso's team hasn't come to resupply.

After we finish fighting the goblins, I'll go check out what they're up to.

After so many days, even if they brought as much food as possible when they went out, they should have finished eating by now.

Not to mention there was also a bear-beastman.

That guy needs to eat enough food for at least two people.

If you eat freely, you could eat the equivalent of five people's food.

The warhorse moved forward at a leisurely pace, stopping only at the edge of the beech forest.

Knight Tufate looked around with a puzzled expression.

Before them lay a stinking pit, along with a pile of pine branches and animal carcasses scattered about.

Not far away, the slopes on both sides were covered with pine branches, and on the high platform at the top of the slope, there were also bunkers made of pine branches.

In the distance ahead, a large group of goblins stood blocking a wall.

He ignored the goblin ears and shoulder armor scattered on the ground and looked up at the goblins in the distance.

As knights under the supervision of Baron Detaris, Knights Tufat and Valos naturally knew the contents of the mission.

It seems that the last squad that failed to arrive for supplies was defeated by these goblins.

The slave-catching captain cautiously reminded him, "Sir, these goblins should have been here originally. They may have defeated a group from the south."

"I know."

Tufate didn't care about this.

"They actually think these potholes can stop us? Foolish donkeys!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

Upon hearing this, the two servants beside Tufate burst into laughter.

"My lord... hahaha... you're right... hahaha."

"These idiots... hahaha... actually think that such a trap can... hahahahaha... stop your bravery."

He laughed until he was completely exhausted without stopping.

This brought a smile to Tufat's face.

The slave-catching captain quickly laughed as well.

The slave hunters also burst into laughter.

A loud laugh echoed at the edge of the forest, startling the birds into flight.

Knight Valos rode his warhorse to his side: "Don't be careless, I remember there was a bear-orc in that group."

coward.

Knight Tufat shook his head: "Brother, you're always so cautious. I know that bear-orc is just a child shorter than us. How can these goblins stop us?"

He took the helmet from his attendant, steered his warhorse across the ditch that reeked of excrement, and came to a clean ditch.

Looking at the group of goblins gathered together, holding crude short spears, he suddenly became interested.

Splash—splash…

Knight Tufate maneuvered his dragon horse, leaping back and forth across the pits.

The goblins squealed.

He nodded in satisfaction and began loudly in an aria: "You pitiful green monsters, unprotected by the god of light!"

"I pity you greatly! Therefore, I allow you to kneel and surrender! To accept a peaceful death without strife!"

"If you continue to be hostile, then I will have no choice but to crush you with my horse's hooves!"

Clearly, the goblins couldn't understand these words.

Holy crap? What is this guy mumbling and babbling about?

Let alone goblins, Li Mosi couldn't understand what the guy on horseback was saying.

This is not the language used by ordinary people at all!

Li Moss only knew that the official language and everyday language of the ancient Roman nobility were separate.

But I didn't expect it to be this outrageous.

But whether it was Li Mosi, Zi'an, or the goblins, they all understood that this guy was showing off.

Looking at the squeaking goblins, the servant, who had just been laughing heartily, spoke up angrily again: "My lord, these beasts have rejected your kindness. Please punish them!"

"good!"

Tufat donned his helmet, raised his massive sword, and turned to the slave-catching team, ordering, "Charge with me! Don't fall behind!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Understood!"

Valos wanted to remind his companion.

But then I remembered that this guy was still as arrogant as he was during training.

He couldn't stop him at all.

"Forget it. Let's crush them together."

Valos took the helmet from the servant and put it on, then raised an equally exaggerated giant sword.

Tufate's laughter echoed from inside the helmet: "Excellent! My brother, this is the pride of a knight!"

The two knights controlled the dragon horse to leap over the pit area, and the others followed and gathered together, drawing their weapons.

"charge!"