All Gods: Lord’s Conquest

Half a month later.

The surrounding goblin tribes had all been cleared away, and the remaining goblins all fled deeper into the plain.

After half a month of bloody battles, the soldiers of the Night Tribe have obviously made great progress compared to before.

This improvement is not reflected in their extraordinary strength. Half a month is not enough to make a major breakthrough in their strength, but it will allow them to coordinate better on the battlefield.

Facing the Goblin army coming like a tide, each warrior had to deal with three to four enemies.

Even if their personal strength was stronger, under the deliberate suppression of the night battle, they had to learn to coordinate their companions and resist the enemy, otherwise they would not be able to face the crazy Goblin army.

If the open palm could only be used to slap people with brute force before, now it is clenched into a fist and can hit people with more concentrated force.

"Concentrate our troops and march deep into the plains." Seeing that the troops were almost trained and all the enemies on the periphery had fled, the night battle no longer continued, and the main troops were gathered and headed deep into the plains.

At the same time, deep in the plain.

There is a huge blood-red vine growing here. The vine is thick and long, and the extended vines alone are the size of trees. It is simply a super monster.

Vine Man grows next to a boulder. The blood-red vines are intertwined and tightly wrapped around the boulder. Around the blood-red Vine Man, there is a large group of goblins gathered. Different from the goblins on the periphery, Yes, their skin color is redder and their bodies are more majestic. If it weren't for their distinctive racial characteristics, no one would think that they were goblins.

"Those humans are too ruthless. All the tribes outside have been wiped out. Do we want to continue watching?" A thin, slightly aging Goblin old man looked at the tribal leaders in front of him. , asked.

"They're just a bunch of trash. Just die. The fruit of life is here, and you'll be able to live again soon." The tall, armor-clad leader of the blood-red goblin exuded a terrifying aura said disdainfully. Treat your dead kin as one thing.

This is indeed the case. Goblins do not have a high level of racial identification to begin with, let alone the blood-red goblins that have "evolved" into what they are now. They are essentially different from the green-skinned goblins.

If we talk about outside, they have to unite to resist the invasion of foreign enemies due to individual force issues.

So in this land where there are no external enemies and all are goblins, their own race is their biggest enemy.

Goblins feed on the fruits of the blood-red vines. The more vines there are, the more powerful the nearby tribes will be.

However, the growth of Blood Red Vineman requires nutrients, and these nutrients are the blood and corpses of other goblins.

There will be a war here every few years, a war between Goblins. The loser becomes the nourishment for Tengman's growth, and the winner can go to the vicinity of Tengman's mother plant and become a blood-red goblin.

"Then let them continue killing like this? More and more tribesmen are escaping from outside, and the food we have here may not be enough for them." An old Goblin priest said worriedly.

"Although that group of humans are not large in number, they are not weak in strength. Even if we want to deal with them, it is not that easy."

"That's why I gathered you all to discuss how to deal with them. Is it possible that we can just watch them weaken our strength and annihilate us one by one?"

"It sounds nice, but it's not because we are about to attack your Kara tribe. If that group of humans attacks here, your Kara tribe will be the first to be wiped out."

"Do you think you can survive if our "Kala" tribe is gone? Stop dreaming. Now that we have gathered together, we still have a chance to defeat them. If we continue to delay, when our tribe becomes less and less, then we will really only have the chance to defeat them. It’s a dead end.”

The thin goblin slapped the table and stood up, "I know you are all afraid of the loss of your tribe. As long as you are willing to send troops, our Kara tribe is willing to take the lead and fight to the death against the human troops."

Hearing this, the leaders of several tribes all had smiles on their faces, and then expressed their opinions one after another.

"Killing so many of our clansmen, we really can't look at it like this anymore."

"I have always heard from my ancestors that the human race is powerful. I would like to try to see how powerful they are."

"Our Moss tribe is willing to send 30,000 troops and send 3,000 of our own tribe to join the coalition."

"The Hass tribe is willing to send 10,000 troops, 2,000 of its own tribe, and 100 "big fools" to participate in the war."

The people of this tribe are the blood-red goblins. Due to the frequent use of blood-red fruits, the bloodlines of some goblins have also undergone slight changes, resulting in another type of goblin, the blood-red goblin.

Compared with ordinary goblins, the blood red goblin has a shorter growth cycle and a stronger innate physique. It can be compared with the human race. It is no exaggeration to say that it is an extraordinary warrior per capita.

But precisely because of this, these tribal leaders also attach great importance to their own people.

After all, the ordinary goblins are gone. You can find another group from the periphery. There are some goblins who are willing to serve them, but the blood red goblins cannot. As the backbone of the tribe, once the number is too small, the tribe can be declared disbanded. .

The human race has to deal with it, but its own people cannot suffer too many casualties. This is the bottom line for all tribes.

They can unite to deal with foreign enemies, but if they lose too many people of their own tribe, it will be meaningless even if they defeat the foreign enemies. Other tribes will not miss the opportunity to annex them.

Therefore, after the Kara tribe expressed its willingness to serve as a vanguard, all tribes expressed support and sent soldiers to help.

Soon, an army of nearly two hundred thousand goblins was assembled.

Looking at the army in front of them, all the Goblin leaders were full of confidence. This was the first time they had seen such a large army. At this moment, they understood the words deeply, unity is strength.

Maybe they can't defeat humans alone, but if they unite, no matter how powerful humans are, they will be overwhelmed by them.

Several leaders of large tribes led a mighty army of goblins and rushed straight to the outer night tribe camp.

Two hundred thousand versus thirty thousand, they really couldn't find a reason to lose.

With nearly 200,000 goblins marching, the goblins had no intention of keeping a low profile, and even kept calling for other goblins to join along the way.

As a result, his whereabouts could not be concealed, and soon Ye Zhan learned the news.

"It's interesting. If you want to fight directly, then come and let them see the bravery of the Night Tribe warriors."

Ye Zhan smiled coldly and immediately asked the soldiers to prepare for a hard fight.

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