Chapter 14: Opening up the first battle
Looking at the goblins getting closer and closer, Verin could clearly see their fear. He held the horse tightly and made the first round of contact.
In an instant, the bodies of the Goblin warriors in front were torn into pieces, and several of them were penetrated by horse spears.
With this power, he continued to hit for more than 20 meters before Weilin gave up the horse in his hand, pulled out the knight's sword, and began to slash, leaving the goblin phalanx and heading towards the conspicuous wooden command podium. .
Normally, the infantry should try their best to limit the knight's space and create opportunities for others.
However, the twelve Weelings easily penetrated the goblin formation and headed straight for the command platform where the giant rock goblin leader was at the rear.
Baird, who was in charge of commanding the infantry, saw this and ordered the slave cannon fodder to attack.
When the slave cannon fodder came into contact with the goblins, Baird once again ordered the armed serfs to charge.
At the same moment, Orlando and Hebrews wore leather armor, drew their knight's daggers, and followed the armed serfs for the first battle in their lives.
The Goblin leader who was in command on the high platform at the rear saw the human knights approaching and hurriedly ordered the Goblin warriors guarding him to meet the enemy. At the same time, he mobilized the magic power in his body, activated the staff, and launched magical attacks, preparing to give these humans a little show of strength. look.
Weilin stepped forward and slashed several Goblin warriors in succession, jumped off his horse, jumped onto the wooden command platform, and cut off the two strong Goblin warriors in front of him with a sword.
When Gerry, the leader of the Boulder Tribe, saw that the last barrier was gone, he was so frightened that his legs weakened. His spellcasting process was interrupted and he suffered a backlash. He vomited green blood and fell to the ground helplessly.
Looking up at the sky, he wished he had made the decision a day ago to migrate instead of fighting this group of humans.
Verin pierced the heart of Gerry, the leader of the Giant Stone Tribe, with his sword, raised his body high, and threw it towards the Goblin phalanx.
In an instant, when the goblins saw the leader's body, the tree fell and the hozens scattered, fleeing in all directions.
Upon seeing this, Baird asked the armed serfs to act on their own. It was up to them whether they could break away from their status as serfs. Then he drove his horses in the direction of Verin.
Verin took off his helmet, sat on the high platform, looked at the final battlefield, and looked at Orlando and Hebrews with interest.
The two of them grew up very quickly from the initial panic to gradually adapting to being comfortable in the end.
Especially in Orlando, Verin seemed to see the rise of genius, and this was his own genius.
"Lord."
"Baird, these goblins are weaker than expected. I think we will get this land soon and get our first pioneer territory." Seeing Baird coming, Verin jumped down. The meter-high command platform landed on the horse's back accurately and said to him.
"Not only that, we can also select some of the best performers from this group of armed serfs to form the first batch of troops belonging to the territory."
"Well, I'll let Orlando assist you."
Regarding the military, he needs to intervene and cannot leave all aspects to Baird.
Therefore, he set his sights on his guardian knight Orlando, intending to use his core to cultivate a strength that could be used to balance the army.
At this moment, a knight ran over and said excitedly: "Lord, captain, the extra goblins here are warriors from the six surrounding tribes. Their... roughly the situation is like this."
"So, the six surrounding Goblin tribes are now leaderless." Weilin smiled, but he did not expect the surprise to come so suddenly.
"My lord, why don't you take this opportunity to attack these six goblin tribes." Baird reacted and actively advised.
After hearing Baird's proposal, Verin thought for a while and then gave instructions: "Leave thirty armed serfs to clean the battlefield, and the remaining eleven knights plus Orlando, four in a team, each leading five teams of armed serfs, select Two goblin tribes, I hope to hear their good news when I get up tomorrow morning."
"Yes, my lord."
The knight took the order and went down to deliver Verin's order.
"Baird, let the remaining people set up camp first. We still need to spend the night here."
"I understand, Lord."
After Baird beat his chest and saluted, he left here to count casualties, take inventory of finances, and plan the camp. He was required to do everything.
On the other side, after receiving Verin's order, the eleven knights and Orlando, the guardian knight, separated into separate teams. After agreeing on a target, they led their troops and set off without delaying for a moment.
At night, in the luxurious cave of the Megalithic Tribe, Verin, Baird and Hebrew walked beside the fire, eating barbecue and summarizing the battle.
"Lord, we lost 12 slave cannon fodder in this battle. Eight of them died on the spot. The remaining four had their hands and feet broken. They were of no use and have been executed on my order."
"Well done. Don't be merciful to these bandit slaves. They have no use value. Kill them when you need to, so as not to waste food." Welin nodded in agreement after hearing Baird's treatment plan.
Seeing this, Baird continued: "In this battle, a total of 142 goblins were killed, 382 gold coins, silver coins, more than copper coins, and more than were seized. Jin of grain, more than kilograms of dried meat, and kilograms of salt mine..."
"Salt, wait a minute." Weilin reacted and interrupted Baird's report with a wave of his hand, "Six hundred kilograms of salt, that's a lot. Is there a salt mine nearby?"
Baird shook his head and said: "My lord, my subordinates don't know. Maybe it's nearby. I'll send someone to search it tomorrow and they should be able to find it."
"Make a note of this. If I find a salt mine, I'll be rich."
Baird looked at the giggling Weilin and was very curious. Things like salt mines contain harmful substances and are of low value. They are only worth eight copper coins per pound on the market.
He then went on to report the seized substances.
"Thirty low-quality iron swords, sixty spears, fifteen sets of leather armor, twenty pieces of leather from unknown creatures, two tons of iron ore, six low-level magic crystals, thirty kilograms of fruit wine, and three ordinary-level staffs .”
"When converted, it's worth approximately 821 gold coins."
In this world, one gold coin is equal to ten silver coins, and one silver coin can be exchanged for one hundred copper coins.
The capture in this battle was not a small one.
However, the Boulder Tribe is the most powerful tribe in this area of more than 100 square kilometers. It is still unknown whether the other Goblin tribes have so much property in total.
"My lord, we are still counting the number of goblins killed by the serfs. It will take some time."
Afterwards, Verin and Baird began to summarize and review the battle. Hebrew, the guardian knight, sat quietly and studied, casually acting as the recorder.
