"Whoa!"
The team had just set out when a long horn sounded suddenly from behind.
The sound was very faint, barely audible if one didn't listen carefully.
Yet, the goblins walking in the forest all stopped in their tracks.
They turned around, looking towards the direction of the tribe with expressions of surprise and uncertainty.
"Boss, it's the tribe's horn!"
The sound of the horn brought an excited look to Gobu Qiang's face.
He knew the boss planned to make a move against the lizardmen in the swamp.
Meanwhile, in the goblin tribe by the riverbank forest.
The war horn on the watchtower sounded again.
Li Meng stood at the entrance of the wooden house, squinting at the watchtower not far away.
After more than three months, it was time to deal with the threat of the swamp lizardmen.
Glancing sideways, Li Meng looked at Benben, who was lying outside the wooden house, snoring away.
Benben's massive body was already clad in a set of iron-gray armor.
The armor coverage reached 90%.
Chest plate, back plate, hand guards, arm guards, leg guards, a total of 26 pieces of armor of various sizes covered the entire body.
Except for the joints, crotch, and underarms, which were not armored.
Every other part was tightly covered by armor.
Even that big head was encased in a huge full-cover helmet.
How to put it, Benben seemed to really like that helmet.
After all, the ogre's only weakness was its eyes.
And the helmet's visor was grid-shaped.
Though it would affect vision, it could protect the eyes.
Weapons like bows and arrows would find it hard to target Benben's eyes.
Wearing it while sleeping also gave Benben a sense of security.
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With this set of armor on, Benben turned into a big iron man.
Though it was a bit less than a fully armored knight from Earth's Middle Ages, it wasn't far off.
Benben's weapon was a giant spiked club.
The club was entirely cast from low-carbon steel.
Its length was nearly five meters, matching Benben's height.
The club was covered with sharp spikes.
If it smashed down, anyone would be turned into meat paste.
The armor and spiked club together weighed a terrifying 1.3 tons.
A weight of over a ton was absolutely unbearable for humans.
But for a giant like Benben, a ton of weight was roughly equivalent to 20 pounds for a human.
Time passed bit by bit, and the sound of the war horn brought the hunting party back one after another.
On the afternoon of the third day, in the forest of the tribe.
In front of the largest wooden house, there was a hubbub.
More than a thousand goblins made the nearby forest crowded.
At a glance, a continuous stretch of green-skinned goblins could be seen.
Some goblins held long spears, while others carried crossbows.
"War, lizardmen, kill!"
Standing at the entrance of the wooden house, Li Meng said just one sentence.
As soon as he spoke, the goblins showed excited expressions.
"Kill, kill!"
The goblins raised their weapons high, shouting loudly.
The unified shouts echoed through the forest, startling birds into flight.
"Move out!"
Li Meng waved his hand, giving the order to march.
Over thirteen hundred goblins turned and surged towards the western forest.
This movement was like a green wave sweeping through the forest.
The rumbling footsteps echoed through the forest.
According to the future predicted by the simulated life, Li Meng began the campaign against the swamp.
Before long, the commotion in the western forest gradually faded away.
The next morning, in the riverbank forest.
A large group of goblins was marching through the dim forest.
Countless green figures filled every corner of the forest.
Under such a massive number, even the strongest magical beasts would retreat.
Among the green masses was an even larger figure.
Wherever it passed, the lower branches and leaves were forcibly pushed aside.
Sometimes the branches would break, making a "crack" sound.
"Where is the turning point?"
Ahead of Benben, Li Meng was walking briskly through the forest.
As he walked, he pondered.
Whether this campaign against the swamp would encounter a turning point, Li Meng did not know.
But if he couldn't find a turning point in the swamp, his future would be in jeopardy.
Though the worst outcome wouldn't be death.
At worst, he could lead the goblin brothers and flee the northern forest.
As long as they left the northern forest, they wouldn't clash with the Pigmen tribe.
Without clashing with the Pigmen tribe, the lizardmen wouldn't join forces with the Pigmen to attack him.
Though doing so would be a bit cowardly, at least they could survive.
As long as they could live, there was hope for everything.
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That night, the swamp was quiet.
Under the moonlight, the White Scale tribe was silent.
The only visible activity was some lizardmen standing guard on the outer wooden walls.
"What on earth is happening in the eastern forest?"
"Who knows, we've sent out several scouting teams, and there's still no news."
"I heard goblins appeared in the eastern forest."
"Goblins? Just kill those little creatures."
Late at night, the lizardmen on the wooden walls gathered to chat.
The tribe's atmosphere had been off for the past few months.
Once, Elder A Dao led the tribe's warriors out, and only half returned.
And Elder A Dao was seriously injured.
"It's not that easy, goblins in groups are the most troublesome."
"Just little goblins, I can take on ten."
"Come on, even Elder A Dao got hurt, and you think you can?"
"What about me? I've killed at least twenty goblins."
While the lizardmen warriors on the wooden walls chatted to pass the time.
In the largest thatched house in the tribe.
"We've sent out five scouting teams, and none have returned, something's wrong!"
"That's obvious, when I came back today, there was movement in the eastern forest."
Five people sat facing each other, cross-legged on grass mats.
In the main seat sat a white lizardman.
A Dao's face was slightly gloomy as he looked around at the elders.
"This time, the goblins we encountered are different from the ones we know. They have standardized weapons, and they're made of iron. We can't be careless or unprepared."
"Just goblins, is it necessary to be so tense?"
"So what if the goblins use iron weapons, it doesn't change the fact that goblins are weak."
Some lizardman elders still looked down on the goblins.
They couldn't understand why Elder A Dao was so cautious about the weak goblins.
"Let's quickly deal with those ugly green-skinned creatures, just like we've done before."
"There's movement in the eastern forest, could it be goblins?"
"How is that possible, if it were goblins, then the ones we sent..."
Elder A Qi's words were abruptly cut off.
The elders' hearts sank, their expressions uncertain.
If the movement in the eastern forest and the lack of news from the lizardmen scouting teams were connected, it would lead to a terrifying conclusion.
All the elders turned to look at the High Priest in the main seat.
Under the moonlight, the High Priest was enveloped in a layer of white fluorescence.
Looking so beautiful and holy.