Goblin Simulation: Building a Dark Empire-Chapter 122 – Living with dignity

Under the moonlight, the ice glistened with a dazzling brilliance.

Soon, the ice here would melt under the rush of the river.

When the ice vanished, the traces of the battlefield would disappear with it.

The Goblin army marching in the dark returned triumphantly.

Some carried the armor and weapons of human soldiers.

Others carried dismantled three-bow ballistae.

The "wah wah" sounds of Goblin communication echoed through the dark forest.

The victory during the day made the Goblins exceptionally excited.

They not only defeated the despicable humans.

But also feasted on delicious human flesh.

They were so happy!

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Northern swamp.

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The next day, Yue Clan.

In the chieftain's wooden house.

"Chieftain, the humans have retreated, suffering heavy losses, and the Goblin army has won!"

This news left the elders in the wooden house speechless.

They knew a massive Goblin army had headed to the western forest.

Its scale left them feeling suffocated.

They also knew what the Goblin army intended to do.

But they didn't expect the Goblin army could actually defeat the humans.

"How is this possible? Among humans, there are many who can fight a thousand alone, how could mere Goblins be their match?"

"Did you see it clearly?"

Facing the questioning gazes of the elders.

The Lizardman reporting the news nodded.

"We saw it clearly, the humans were indeed defeated, and the Goblin army has left the battlefield and is on its way back."

The confirmed news left the Lizardman elders with a look of despair.

They feared they would never regain their freedom from the Goblins in this lifetime.

The wooden house fell silent, not a sound could be heard.

The atmosphere was suffocating to the extreme.

Bai Ling, who had been silent in the main seat, waved her hand slightly.

The Lizardman reporting the news stood up and left hurriedly.

It wasn't until the Lizardman disappeared at the door that Bai Ling withdrew her gaze.

She glanced around at the elders, her expression calm.

"I will choose a day to go to the throne tribe to serve the master for some time, to ensure the master treats the Yue Clan well. The master is not an ordinary Goblin, he is very clever and knows how to act in his best interest. For the Yue Clan to survive, we must depend on the master and show our sincerity. Only then can we secure a place in the master's future kingdom!"

Bai Ling's words made the elders' expressions change.

"Chieftain, you can't, doing this I..."

Gray Scale immediately expressed his inability to accept it.

He could endure living with temporary humiliation.

But he couldn't endure living a lifetime of humiliation.

"Gray Scale, if you have a better way, I'm willing to listen!"

Bai Ling interrupted Gray Scale.

Everyone knew what Gray Scale wanted to say.

But Bai Ling felt it was time for the elders to face reality.

She too had struggled and despaired.

But now she had come to understand.

Living was the most important thing.

Only by living could there be hope.

Since choosing to live, she would do her utmost to ensure a better future for her people.

Not to torment them for the sake of so-called dignity.

Facing the chieftain's gaze, Gray Scale lowered his head.

"Then it's decided. After I leave, you elders must take good care of the people!"

Facing the chieftain's gaze, the elders looked at each other.

At this point, they didn't know what else to do.

They could only nod in support of the chieftain.

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Northern forest by the Goblin River.

Throne tribe, throne cave.

Since returning to the tribe, time had flown by.

Unknowingly, more than half a month had passed.

It took half a month to finally tally the losses from the battle with the humans.

"Eight hundred enemies killed at the cost of three thousand of our own?"

The report from Gobu Mo made Li Meng mutter to himself by the sand table.

In the last battle with the humans, about three thousand humans were killed or wounded.

The pioneering legion's total strength was around five thousand.

Nineteen three-masted ships were also lost.

On the Goblin side, nearly ten thousand were killed or wounded.

Forty percent of the ten thousand died under magical bombardment.

Human magic was indeed powerful.

A giant fireball spell could wipe out hundreds of Goblins at once.

Twenty percent died in combat with human soldiers.

Thirty percent died at the hands of adventurers.

Although adventurers were far fewer than human soldiers.

Their efficiency in killing Goblins far exceeded that of human soldiers.

Even an ordinary adventurer mage could easily kill dozens or even hundreds of Goblins.

The last one percent died under Carlos's final strike.

Carlos's final strike also killed three Ogres.

Without crossbows, armor, and iron weapons.

Even fifty thousand Goblins might not be a match for the pioneering legion of Elysium.

This doesn't even account for the human strongmen.

Goblins are not suited for the battlefield.

They are only fit to live like rats, never-ending in number.

Only fit to be the experience for new adventurers.

"Is this what they call 'many ants can kill an elephant'?"

Seemingly thinking of something, Li Meng grinned.

The weakness of Goblins was only temporary.

As his offspring grew.

The quality of Goblins would improve.

By then, even short Goblins would possess great strength.

"Well done, go, let Gobu Qiang come see me!"

Gobu Mo stood up and hurried out of the wooden house.

The sound of footsteps leaving gradually faded away.

Inside the wooden house, Li Meng looked down at the sand table and grinned.

In the last battle with humans, the Goblin Boar Cavalry wasn't used.

Because the boars' hooves weren't suited for running on ice.

They would easily slip and cause chaos.

So from the start to the end of the battle, Gobu Qiang was merely an observer.

Soon, footsteps were heard again outside the door.

Gobu Qiang hurried in.

"Boss, boss, you called me!"

Running and shouting, Gobu Qiang slid on his knees.

He slid several meters and knelt behind Li Meng.

"Gobu Qiang, it's time for you to go out and establish your own tribe!"

The pig manure smell in the tribe was getting too strong.

It was time to send Gobu Qiang out to establish a sub-tribe.

The boss's words excited Gobu Qiang immensely.

Li Meng picked up a wooden stick and pointed to a spot on the sand table.

"Go here, the terrain is flat, the vegetation is rich, it's perfect for you!"

Gobu Qiang nodded vigorously.

Anywhere was fine, wherever the boss wanted him to go, he would go.

"Go, tomorrow... start preparing now!"

Li Meng could no longer stand the occasional smell of pig manure.

He just wanted Gobu Qiang to quickly take the boars away.

"Boss, then I'm off!"

Gobu Qiang got up and ran out.

Listening to the footsteps fading away outside, Li Meng touched his chest.

The intense pain made Li Meng grin.

Although it hurt, the pain was somehow comforting.