Chapter 12: The first battle of development

On May 9720, 5 in the Glorious Calendar, after receiving the 17 carts of grain and a batch of agricultural tools aided by Alik, Weilin took his people away from here and officially began his pioneering journey.

He felt embarrassed after shamelessly staying here for half a month. He couldn't wait to say goodbye to his cousin, and took the people away from the ridge collar to the Toksik area.

Standing on the castle tower, Brian looked at the group of people leaving and let out a sigh.

"Sir, when the servant was cleaning Lord Verin's room, he found three hundred gold coins." The castle steward came to Brian and lowered his head to report to him.

Brian was stunned when he heard this, and then said with a wry smile: "I think he was afraid that I wouldn't accept it if he gave it in person, so he made this move."

"Master, what should we do?"

"Take it." Brian looked into the distance with deep eyes, "Next time you trade, remember to remind me not to let my brother suffer."

"Yes, sir."

Afterwards, the butler withdrew, and Brian stood alone on the tower, watching Verin leave.

After five days, they arrived at the edge of Toksik. While Weilin ordered people to set up camp, he ordered Baird to arrange for people to scout the surrounding situation.

Their arrival also attracted the attention of a relatively powerful Goblin tribe nearby.

Two days later, in a tent, Verin summoned all twelve of his knights and held a simple military meeting.

Due to the poor facilities, everyone was sitting cross-legged on the floor.

"Everyone, after two days of investigation, the general situation of the surroundings is as shown below. Tell us your opinions."

In the middle of the crowd, there were a few temporary wooden tables made of wooden boxes, with a simple map placed on it, covering the basic situation of hundreds of square kilometers in the surrounding area.

On the map, there were marked Goblin tribes of various sizes. A rough count included no fewer than twenty tribes.

There were more than 300 goblins in the largest place, and dozens of smaller ones. There were more than 2,000 goblins in all.

"My lord, my subordinates believe that we should concentrate our efforts to destroy the most powerful tribe. In this way, even if the remaining goblins sense the crisis and unite, they will not pose a threat to us, and there may be internal strife. ." Baird, the captain of the Knight Guard, pointed to the largest tribe on the map and expressed his opinion.

"Well, that makes sense. The Goblins are a race of greedy and despicable people, especially those who bully the weak and fear the strong. We will kill the strongest among them. Even if other tribes unite, they will fall into internal strife because there is no strong leader, and we will defeat them one by one. .”

Weilin nodded after hearing this, and then looked at the others, hoping to get more different opinions.

However, he still overestimated the IQ of this group of people. He saw the other eleven people looking left and right, and then they all looked at Weilin, their clear eyes revealing their stupidity.

"Sure enough, among these twelve people, only Baird is suitable to be the commander-in-chief. The others are at best general material."

But he, he was satisfied.

As the saying goes, three armies are easy to obtain, but a general is hard to find, and a commander is even more rare.

This theorem also applies to other worlds known for their strength.

Of course, it is powerful enough to defeat all conspiracies.

If Verin had thousands of Bronze Knights, and he pushed directly across them, killed all the goblins on this land, and easily occupied this place, what countermeasures would be discussed here.

After waiting for a few minutes, no one spoke. Weilin looked around in disappointment and said, "I will adopt Baird's suggestion this time. Go down and prepare and start taking action tomorrow."

"Yes, my lord."

Everyone replied loudly, then left the tent and returned to their own tents to prepare.

Orlando and Hebrew, who were acting as guards outside the tent, saw everyone leaving, opened the curtain and entered the tent.

"My lord, what's your trouble?" Orlando saw Verin's dejected look and stepped forward to greet him.

"It's okay, I'm just a little depressed. Why are there so few smart people under me?"

Seeing this, Hebrew said curiously: "Lord, are all those knights stupid?"

"Shut up, Hebrews." Orlando reprimanded in a low voice, then turned to Verin and confessed, "Lord, my brother has spoken out loud, I hope you will forgive me."

"It's okay. It's okay to say these things in front of me. Never say such things in public."

"Yes, Lord." Hebrew realized the problem and responded quickly.

"Okay, you two also go out and prepare. This time to encircle and suppress the Goblin tribe, you also go out to practice. Just practicing without actual combat will not be good for your growth."

"Yes, my lord."

Orlando resigned to Verin at Hebrews and left the tent.

As soon as he returned to his tent, Orlando pulled his brother to the corner and scolded him with a straight face: "Hebrew, what are the six words I told you?"

Looking at his brother's expression, Hebrew dodges and hesitates, answering: "Talk less, do more."

"Then what did you do today?"

"Brother, I..." Hebrew said with his head hanging down.

"Alas -" Orlando looked at his younger brother and said helplessly, "There will never be a next time. The Lord treats us as relatives. The same cannot be said for others. You must remember these six words."

"kindness."

Hebrew nodded heavily and followed his elder brother to prepare for tomorrow's battle.

Since awakening their fighting spirit, the two of them have been practicing for less than a month and a half. They are now intermediate bronze knights. The speed of progress is beyond the reach of Weilin. According to his estimation, his two underage guardian knights will become silver knights in at most a year. .

However, with the oath of the guardian knights and the witness of the goddess of life, he is not afraid of the rebellion of the two guardian knights.

Besides, Orlando and Hebrews had no reason to rebel against him.

……

In the giant stone tribe, in a luxurious cave, a goblin leader holding a staff looked panicked after hearing the information from the goblin scouts.

"You can see clearly, there are hundreds of them."

"Elder, there are really hundreds of people in that group of humans, and they all have weapons. I am willing to guarantee my life."

"What can we do?"

The goblin leader walked back and forth, thinking about countermeasures. Is he trying to escape again?

More than thirty years ago, his tribe encountered human pioneers and migrated for the first time.

More than ten years ago, he encountered human pioneers again and migrated again.

Now, he has traveled to this place and can meet human pioneers.

"Great Goblin God, please guide your humble followers."

The Goblin leader knelt down under the statue and prayed.

But the ugly statue didn't respond at all. In desperation, the Goblin leader of the Megalithic Tribe stood up with a ruthless look on his face, preparing to save himself, not only for his tribe, but also for the salt mine he had finally discovered. Then he loudly ordered: : "Go and invite the leaders of several surrounding tribes. I want to discuss important matters with them and protect our territory."

"Yes, chief."

Several Goblin warriors around the cave responded and then left the place.