Chapter 93: Special Goblin Legion (Subscription Request)

"What should I do if the other party doesn't accept my surrender?" The elf player Moss looked extremely ugly after receiving the news of Zhang Kexin's rejection.

"What can I do?" The human player looked depressed. He didn't expect that when he came out to make some money, he would run into a big shark. This time he was afraid that he would lose everything.

"It's impossible to fight. The guy coming to support from the opposite side is too strong. My Pigman Warrior chopped him with an axe, but it didn't break his defense. Can you believe this?" The Orc player Bamot looked horrified, almost unable to believe what he had just seen.

The extraordinary fourth-level orc warrior attacked with all his strength, but he couldn't even break through the defense. What's the point of fighting?
"That guy's mount is a second-level extraordinary magical horse, and its defense is obviously abnormal. It's outrageous!" When Moss said this, his face became even uglier.

The attack of the Elf Archer failed to break the defense, but this Elf Archer has an elemental blessing and can shoot people through with one arrow!
As a result, I was unable to break through the defense. This is really weird!

"The call for help has been sent out, but I feel that even if the boss comes in, he probably won't be able to defeat the guy on the opposite side and can't deal with that cavalry. No matter how many people we have, it will be useless. What's more, the other side has hundreds of thousands of other types of soldiers. Even if those infantry are not as strong as the cavalry, they are definitely not weak," the human player said in a muffled voice. He had already made plans for the annihilation of the entire army.

Judging from the fighting power that the opponent just demonstrated, let alone sending in one person to support us, I'm afraid it would be difficult to send in two.

After all, this is just a support, and an invasive support at that.

In the opponent's home court, even their "family" members will not send too many people in.

This is not in their immediate interest.

When there is profit to be made, their family members are the most ferocious wolves, but when the benefits and risks do not match, they are the most timid mice, and they are all hesitant to act.

The prosperity of the world is for profit; the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.

This is normal and nothing to be surprised about.

In this period which is equivalent to the beginning of entrepreneurship, all players have limited financial resources and most of them do not know each other. The only thing that can bring them together is interest.

In order to protect their own plane, to plunder other planes, and to better exchange resources
But no matter which one it is, there is no reason that can make them spend their meager assets on a strange player.

You can say these players are short-sighted, but in the current situation, preserving strength is the best option.

It is undoubtedly a foolish thing to spend one's own wealth for the so-called friendship and favors.

One step at a time, one step at a time.

Even if you don't understand this principle at first, you should understand it after experiencing so many rounds of conflicts.

Therefore, the three of them understood that the current situation was a dead end.

Unless the big boss in the group sends in all his forces, there is still a chance to fight for a draw and leave with dignity, otherwise failure is the inevitable result.

As for winning?

The main force on the opposite side did not move, and the vanguard troops alone defeated the elite coalition forces of more than 100,000 of his own people.

In this situation, if you still want to win, I'm afraid you are still asleep!

The three of them were not considered weak in the entire primary realm, but at this moment they could not help but feel deeply desperate.

Although they have the same development time, the strength of both sides is completely on different levels.

If this wave of troops were all killed, they would probably suffer heavy losses.

Especially the first elf player to invade, Moss, his army was the largest and had the highest proportion of elite troops. In order to take over this plane, he dispatched almost half of his elite troops.

Once the entire army is wiped out, its strength will be halved.

They will immediately transform from invaders to invaded.

"How about we take the elite and flee? I remember there is a mountain forest in the west. We can hide there for a few days and return to our plane after the war is over." The human player suggested. He had spent a lot of effort to train these elite warriors. If they were all gone now, it would be like cutting flesh from his body. It's not that ordinary warriors are not important, but these extraordinary warriors of at least the second level are already the backbone of his tribe.

If it is really a losing game, then it is worth abandoning some ordinary fighters in order to preserve strength.

Even though this would pose hidden dangers, we can't worry about that right now.

The qualifying rounds are approaching, and the strength of the tribe is what matters most.

"Give up most of the army and only keep the elite." Orc player Bamot touched his head and thought for a while. "If it really comes to that, it's also a solution. Instead of staying here and waiting to die, it's better to escape with the elite. As long as we enter the forest, the cavalry will lose its function. After our target is reduced, even if they want to continue to hunt us, it won't be that easy."

In the orc tribe, the law of the jungle is demonstrated to the fullest.

If giving up these ordinary soldiers can preserve his own elite troops, then Bamott will not have any psychological burden.

"It depends on the situation. I don't know if the boss will come in."

The elf player Moss looked a little hesitant, but he did not say anything to object. Now, facing his two companions, he actually felt a little nervous.

After all, today's situation has come to this, and if you trace it back, it's still his fault.

He would not be surprised at all even if the two of them turned against him now.

As they were discussing countermeasures, a pillar of light suddenly appeared not far from the camp.

Someone else has intervened!

"The boss is coming in."

The three of them looked at each other with complicated expressions, and then Moss said:

"Anyway, call the people over first."

Bamot and the other man nodded, then sent a message to the people who came to support, and displayed their aura in the void to guide the other party.

The place where the beam of light dissipated.

An orderly, powerful army that looked like goblins appeared on the plain.

Why talk about appearance?

Because apart from their appearance, they don't look like goblins at all.

Normal goblins are thinner than humans, but among these 100,000 goblins, none is less than 1.8 meters tall, and some even reach 2.5 meters tall. They have strong bodies and muscular bodies. Compared with them, even bodybuilders would feel ashamed.

"Why is that guy Bamot in such a hurry to find me to join him? He also said that it's dangerous outside and there's a cavalry roaming around." The tall and rugged-faced incarnation of the Goblin's divine power muttered to himself in confusion.

"Forget it, let's go first."

He thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out. He stopped thinking and simply waved his hand, "Forward!"

"Oh!"

The goblin army behind him shouted loudly.

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