187 Battle in the forest 1 (2/2)
I don't know why she says it happily.
But the Boar Rider cannot change direction easily.
We have no choice but to keep going.
”Quickly kick them out! Don't get your head out of your ass, or the reinforcements will come!
I scream.
There are a lot of golems, but we can get through that many.
The problem is that if you take the time to get through, reinforcements will come.
If they're placed in every direction, there must be quite a few other golems in the area.
If all of them were to arrive, it would be impossible to break through.
They'd already know where we were coming from.
It's not a good idea to take your time.
I looked at the snake woman again.
Her face is smiling.
Jagi, the Goblin Prince.
My giant spider, the Giant Spider, is the largest spider I have ever ridden, and it's riding through the forest.
The structure on top of the Giant Spider is my mansion.
I use this house as a base for my attacks on human webs.
My army is in front of me.
The giant spider, the Giant Spider, leads the charge through the trees.
The spider riders and infantry troops follow next.
''Let's go, let's go! The orcs will follow! But never be in a hurry! Leave the armies of the elves to the orcs and we will take our fill!
When I said this, my men shouted.
Never be in a hurry.
The elves are strong. We cannot fight them from the front.
They cannot fight from the front.
That is why we must let these foolish orcs take the brunt of the battle.
To begin with, most of us are infantry. We must not be in a hurry.
The infantry is made up of goblin infantry and human slave soldiers, mainly goblin warriors.
Aside from the goblin infantry, the human slave soldiers are very slow.
They are obedient due to the effects of the hallucinogenic mushrooms, but their physical abilities are diminished instead.
They are too slow, no matter how slow.
'Hurry up and whip the humans! Anyone who is too slow is welcome to eat!
I will order our goblin warrior chief to give orders to his entourage.
These humans are cattle.
Put them to work and when they are no longer useful, they will be eaten as meat.
”Great Goblin Prince Jagi, please have mercy on us. Please have mercy on us. ......
Suddenly, one of the concubines, who had been staying at her side, bows her head.
Come to think of it, I remember that one of the human slaves was this woman's husband.
I've held this woman's body many times, but I suppose she intends to have her husband to her heart.
But it's also interesting.
'It can't be helped. ”Very well, your husband will help you. But you will entertain me tonight. Okay.
'Yes, sir. Master Jagi.
The woman bows her head.
Of course, she lied about helping her husband.
In the first place, he has no interest in managing his slaves. He may already be dead.
There's no need to lie to me, but I think I'd enjoy it more.
But I'm getting tired of this woman, too.
I need a new girl.
An elven woman would be next.
She uses powerful magic, but it should be possible to kidnap one or two of them.
Elven women were far more beautiful than humans.
He was looking forward to it now.
'Your Highness! Oh my God!
While I'm in the middle of my delusion, my entourage of sorcerers (shamans) comes to me.
He is my nurturer and spellcaster.
He has a strong magic power among goblins.
However, when it comes to magic, I'm the strongest. The magical power of a hornless goblin has its limits, no matter how hard I try.
As a horned goblin, I am the chosen goblin.
”Mentor! What has happened!
'Yes. The sound-disturbing wind is somehow weakening. We need to perform the ritual of blowing the wind again.
I'm surprised by that statement.
Come to think of it, the wind is getting weaker.
We have a sound-disturbing wind blowing around us.
This wind was made to blow by the rituals of me and my entourage of sorcerers.
Where the Wind of Disturbance blows, no one can sing, and no one can hear the song from outside.
Goblins are not good at singing.
If the sound turbulence winds stop blowing, the elves' songs will be heard.
If that happens, there will be no more fighting.
'I understand. I will perform the ritual immediately. Call the sorcerers to me.
I decide to stand up and prepare for the ritual.
Even if it's only a small area, it takes a lot of strength to make a sound-disturbing wind blow enough to cover an entire legion.
I'm excellent at blowing this much wind.
My father doesn't understand that either.
I don't know why he chose my brother to be his successor.
I lost the battle for succession and had to leave the land of my birth.
Why not me?
One day, I will definitely come back and remind them that I'm better than them.
I swear it.
'I'm sorry, but I don't think your wind is going to blow anymore.
Suddenly, I hear a voice from above me.
I look up and see a woman with wings flying.
A beautiful woman.
The woman is pointing the tip of her sword at you.
The angel! Silly!
Startled, he falls backwards and hits the floor hard with his ass.
Why? The angel is here?
Angels do not deal with goblins.
Because it's like crushing an ant with a hammer.
To an angel, we goblins are like insects.
They may use humans, but they are not supposed to come directly to kill us.
The angels are looking down at me with cold eyes.
The concubines around me put their foreheads on the floor and shout out in praise of the angel.
I suppose angels are to be respected by human women.
'Now, let's let the captives go, shall we?