Chapter 161: The Demon Army and the Centaurs
The cavalry was very peculiar.
They had the bodies of horses with human upper torsos.
This was a cavalry unit made up of Centaurs.
They accompanied the army, numbering no less than 5,000.
Each Centaur wore leather armor and carried a bow and arrows.
Besides the Pigmen and Centaurs, there were also some green-skinned Orcs.
They had sturdy physiques, bulging muscles, and thick limbs.
Each Orc stood no less than 2.1 meters tall.
Clad in heavy iron armor, they wielded a variety of weapons.
Their numbers were fewer compared to the Pigmen, totaling less than 10,000.
At the forefront of the marching army, there was a tall figure riding a Savage Bull Beast.
It had dark brown skin, a pair of horns on its head, and bright golden eyes.
Behind it were Ghost Beastmen riding various mounts.
However, their auras were significantly weaker than the leading Ghost Beastman.
"Sir, why mobilize such a large force just for mere Goblins?"
A Ghost Beastman following behind the iron-faced leader asked with a puzzled expression.
The question echoed the thoughts of the other Ghost Beastmen.
When they learned that the target of their commander was Goblins, they couldn’t believe it.
Some even thought they had misheard.
"Mere? Do you dare underestimate an enemy that caused the loss of the Ghost Hand in the Goblin Forest?"
The iron-faced leader’s tone turned cold as he swept his gaze over his subordinates.
All the Ghost Beastmen’s expressions changed slightly as they lowered their heads.
"I never underestimate any enemy, not even a mere Goblin!"
The Ghost Beastmen dared not speak further.
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It wasn’t until the iron-faced leader withdrew his gaze that they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Demon Tribe’s foothold on the Southern Continent wasn’t easily secured. We must act cautiously and await the arrival of the main forces."
"Sir, when will the reinforcements arrive?"
"Unknown. The war on the Northern Continent has not yet ended."
"It’s been ten years. If we wait any longer, the humans might react."
"Recently, many human spies have appeared in the Southern Wastelands. We must stay vigilant."
"Then let’s launch a few feigned attacks to scare the humans and keep them from acting rashly."
"We’ve already used that trick three times. Will it still work?"
"Humans fear us. Even if we use it ten times, it will work."
On the vast grasslands, the marching army gradually disappeared into the distance.
Half a Month Later, Goblin Forest
On the northern bank of the Goblin River, within Gobu Tian’s Tribe.
"They’re here! They’re here! The Demons have appeared!"
Early in the morning, a group of Goblins rushed out of the eastern forest.
Panicking, they fled towards the tribe’s eastern gate.
"Boss, Boss! A lot of fat and greasy Pigmen are coming!"
A Goblin outside the door burst in, tumbling and scrambling to the side of their still-sleeping boss.
On the bed, Gobu Tian opened his eyes.
He tiredly got up and stood.
Looking down at the Goblin crawling on the ground, he asked, "Are they really here?"
The Goblin nodded vigorously.
Frowning slightly, Gobu Tian strode out.
Standing at the door, he shouted, "Boys, let’s move out! Head to the Throne Tribe!"
A flash of fear passed through Gobu Tian’s eyes.
After staying at the Throne Tribe for six months, his body had nearly given out.
It was only with an excuse that he managed to escape back to his tribe.
Even after two months, his body still felt fatigued.
The thought of female Lizardmen made Gobu Tian nauseous.
But he had no choice but to head to the Throne Tribe.
Staying here would mean death at the hands of the Demons.
The tribe became chaotic in an instant.
Nearly a thousand Goblins hurriedly left through the western gate.
They vanished into the forest without looking back.
A glance at the watchtower revealed that the Triple-bow Ballistae were gone.
Half a month ago, the Ballistae on the watchtower had already been dismantled.
The dismantled Ballistae were buried in the forest.
Not long after Gobu Tian and his underlings left the tribe, chaos erupted in the eastern forest.
Moments later, a massive number of Pigmen emerged from the eastern forest.
"Sir, it seems the Goblins have fled upon hearing the news!"
Standing outside the forest, the iron-faced leader and the Ghost Beastman Centurions looked at the wooden stockade in the distance.
The gate of the stockade was wide open.
The wooden walls and watchtowers were devoid of anyone.
Looking past the gate, the interior of the stockade was similarly empty.
"Have you ever seen Goblins build wooden stockades?"
The leader’s question left the Centurions glancing at each other.
Goblins could be found everywhere across the continent.
No matter how remote, Goblins could always be seen.
No one was unfamiliar with them.
But none had ever heard of Goblins having a habit of constructing dwellings.
Goblins typically used naturally formed caves as their lairs, like wild beasts.
"Order the entire army to continue advancing westward!"
The iron-faced leader patted the Savage Bull Beast beneath him.
The creature turned westward and advanced.
The Ghost Beastmen quickly followed.
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Goblin Forest, Northern Bank of the Goblin River, Throne Tribe
"Boss! Boss!"
Before dawn, Li Meng and Vanessa were awakened by loud knocking.
In the spacious Throne Hall, there was a bed in one corner.
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Li Meng sat up and stretched, yawning.
Glancing down at the beautiful, voluptuous figure beside him, Li Meng smiled.
"Still early. Sleep a bit more."
Vanessa had already woken up but didn’t move.
Lazily sprawled on the bed, she murmured, "Mm!"
Vanessa responded softly and stayed put.
Li Meng turned and walked towards the door.
Opening it, he found Gobu Tian panting at the entrance.
Seeing Gobu Tian, Li Meng realized what was happening.
"They’ve come?"
Gobu Tian nodded.
"Go."
Gobu Tian took a deep breath, then hurriedly left.
Li Meng stretched again and returned to the Throne Hall, intending to take another nap.
What was bound to happen would happen, no need to worry too much.
Since the completion of the Throne Tribe’s expansion, the Goblins had been frantically stockpiling food.
To date, the tribe had stored enough food to feed 100,000 Goblins for two months.
This war with the Demons wouldn’t be a prolonged one.
The food reserves were prepared for future southern advances.
"Ammon, what’s going on?"
Li Meng lay back down beside Vanessa.
Naturally, his right hand wrapped around Vanessa’s waist.
Vanessa shifted slightly, snuggling contentedly into Ammon’s arms.
Although Ammon was a Goblin, he didn’t have the stench typical of others of his kind.
"The Demon army is attacking. They should arrive in a couple of days."
"What?"
Vanessa sat up in shock.
Her expression fluctuated as she looked at Ammon beside her.
Yawning, Li Meng pulled Vanessa back into his embrace.
"It’s fine. Let them come. If it’s fate, we can’t avoid it."
"Ammon, those are Demons!"
Seeing Ammon so calm, Vanessa grew anxious.