Chapter 14: The First Battle of Development Part 2

Looking at the goblins approaching, Weilin could clearly see their fear. He held the lance tightly and made the first round of contact.

In an instant, the bodies of the goblin warriors in front were torn apart, and several were pierced by the lances.

With this force, Weilin rushed for more than 20 meters, and then he gave up the lance in his hand, drew out the knight's sword, and began to slash, leaving the goblin formation and heading towards the conspicuous wooden command platform.

Normally, the infantry should try their best to limit the knight's activity space and create opportunities for others.

But Weilin's twelve people easily killed through the goblin formation and went straight to the command platform where the giant stone goblin leader was in the back.

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 time, Orlando and Hebrew, wearing leather armor and drawing knight daggers, followed the armed serfs to fight the first battle of their lives.

The Goblin leader who was in charge of commanding on the high platform in the back saw the human knight 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 magic attacks, ready to show these humans a little color.

Weilin stepped forward and killed several Goblin warriors in a row, jumped off the horse's back, jumped onto the wooden command platform, and cut the two strong Goblin warriors in front of him in half with a sword.

Gerry, the leader of the Stone Tribe, saw that the last barrier was gone, and his legs were weak with fear. The spellcasting process was interrupted, and he suffered a backlash, vomited green blood, and fell to the ground powerlessly.

Looking up at the sky, he wished that the decision he made a day ago was to migrate instead of fighting with this group of humans.

Weilin pierced the heart of Gerry, the leader of the Stone Tribe, with a sword, raised his body high, and threw it hard at the Goblin phalanx.

In an instant, the goblins saw the body of their leader and fled in all directions.

Baird saw this and told the armed serfs to act on their own. Whether they could get rid of their serf status depended on themselves. Then he drove his horse towards Weilin.

Weilin took off his helmet and sat on the high platform, watching the final battlefield, and looked at Orlando and Hebrew with interest.

The two of them gradually adapted from the initial panic to the final handyness, and grew very quickly.

Especially Orlando, Weilin seemed to see the rise of a genius, and this was his own genius.

"My Lord."

"Baird, this group of goblins is weaker than expected. I think we will soon get this land and get our first pioneer territory." Seeing Baird coming, Weilin jumped off the four-meter-high command platform, landed accurately on the horse's back, 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 army belonging to the territory."

"Well, I will let Orlando assist you."

As for the army, he needs to intervene and cannot leave everything to Baird.

So, he set his sights on his guardian knight Orlando, intending to use him as the core to cultivate a force for the balance of the army.

At this moment, a knight ran over and said excitedly: "Master, Captain, the extra goblins here are warriors from the six surrounding tribes. They... roughly the situation is like this."

"So, the six surrounding goblin tribes are now in a state of being leaderless." Weilin smiled, not expecting the surprise to come so suddenly.

"Master, why not take this opportunity to attack these six goblin tribes." Baird reacted and actively advised.

After hearing Baird's proposal, Weilin thought for a while and gave the order: "Leave 30 armed serfs to clean up the battlefield. The remaining 11 knights plus Orlando will form a team of four, each leading five teams of armed serfs to select two goblin tribes. I hope to hear good news from them tomorrow morning."

"Yes, my lord."

The knight took the order and went down to convey Weilin's order.

"Baird, next, let the remaining people set up camp first. We still need to spend the night here."

"I understand, my lord."

After Baird beat his chest and saluted, he left here. He needed to count casualties, count finances, and plan the camp.

On the other side, after receiving Weilin's order, the 11 knights and the guardian knight Orlando each divided into teams, agreed on the target, and set off with their troops without delaying for a moment.

At night, in the luxurious cave of the Stone Tribe, Weilin, Baird and Hebrew walked by the fire, eating barbecue and summarizing the battle.

"My Lord, in this battle, we lost 12 slave cannon fodders, eight of whom died on the spot. The remaining four had their hands and feet broken and were of no use. I have ordered them to be executed."

"Well done. There is no need to be lenient with these bandit slaves. If they are of no use, they should be killed to avoid wasting food." Weilin nodded in agreement after hearing Baird's solution.

Seeing this, Baird continued: "In this battle, a total of 321 goblins were killed, 142 gold coins, 382 silver coins, more than 1,500 copper coins, more than 5,300 kilograms of grain, more than 1,100 kilograms of dried meat, and 600 kilograms of salt mines..."

"Salt, wait a minute." Weilin reacted and waved to interrupt Baird's report, "600 kilograms of salt, so much, is there a salt mine nearby?"

Baird shook his head and said, "My Lord, I don't know. Maybe it's nearby. Send someone to search tomorrow and we should be able to find it."

"Remember this. If we find the salt mine, I'll be rich."

Baird looked at Weilin, who was grinning, and was very curious. Salt mines contain harmful substances and are cheap. They are only worth eight copper coins per kilogram on the market.

Then, he continued to report the seized materials.

"Thirty inferior 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."

"In total, it is worth about 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 spoils of this battle are not small.

However, the Giant Stone Tribe is the most powerful tribe in this 100 square kilometers. It is still unknown whether the property of other goblin tribes combined is so much.

"My Lord, we are still counting the number of goblins killed by serfs. It will take some time."

Afterwards, Weilin and Baird began to summarize and review this battle. The Hebrew guardian knight sat quietly aside to study and act as a recorder.