The cold wind howls!

Above the sky, large swaths of dark clouds continued to gather, blocking the morning light and slowly pressing in towards the warm south.

Under the clouds, there are wolf man troops and their servants all over the mountains and plains.

The sound of heavy war drums resounded throughout the wilderness, and under the command of the war drums, the gnoll army slowly approached in the direction of the Emerald Territory.

"Oh, Lord Wolfe!"

A gnoll stalker came to his leader and reported to him loudly.

"The army of the Emerald Leader came out of the city to fight!"

"How many people are there?" Wolfe asked coldly.

"More than two hundred cavalry and more than fifty infantry!"

"Pfft...hahaha!"

After hearing the information brought by this stalker, Wolfe suddenly laughed.

"Are these humans scared out of our minds? How dare we come to fight with only three hundred people?"

"Lord Wolf, maybe those humans were frightened by your army."

A hobgoblin warlord wearing armor said flatteringly.

Along with his words, two yellowed fangs were exposed.

Although its tribe is the most powerful hobgoblin tribe in the wilderness, facing the front of the gnoll soldiers, these bully guys decisively chose to surrender.

This hobgoblin warlord therefore became the commander of the servant army.

"Very well, Big Yellow Fang, take the kobolds and your troops to destroy those human cavalry!"

Wolf was very satisfied with the compliment from the hobgoblin.

So, he nodded his wolf head and gave the order to the other party.

In his eyes, these servant armies are used to consume the opponent's weapons, ammunition and physical strength. He doesn't care how many people die.

It's really not possible to drag the army into the wilderness and capture a large number of slaves.

However, the hobgoblin warlord did not know what the Abyss Gnolls were thinking. Instead, it was excited that it could obtain the other party's appointment.

"I obey your orders, Lord Wolfe!"

It got on its wolf and shouted loudly towards its people.

"The Great Goblin Army Formation, attack!"

"Tap! Tread! Tread!"

Accompanied by the uniform sound of military boots, groups of hobgoblins holding weapons and neatly arranged military figures separated from the servant army. Following them were groups of kobolds holding simple weapons.

The hobgoblins are different from their close relatives, the loose goblins. They are a naturally military race and are extremely good at warfare, so they are also a force that cannot be ignored in the wilderness.

These large goblins believe that tactics and discipline are the key to victory, and can even execute complex battle plans under the command of a strategically minded leader.

Although their weapons were extremely crude, and although their bodies were not strong, with their strong discipline and superb tactics, these hobgoblins even overwhelmed the jackals.

Until they met the Abyss Gnolls headed by Wolfe.

In the face of the opponent's extraordinary power, no matter how exquisite the wisdom, no matter how neat the military formation, all appear so fragile.

Not long after, the cavalry led by Alexander met these servants less than one kilometer away from the river bank.

"Charge with me!"

Facing the neatly arranged military formation of the hobgoblin, the Emerald Cavalry led by Alexander had no intention of slowing down, but instead accelerated towards the opponent.

"Stupid humans!"

A ferocious smile appeared on the corner of the hobgoblin warlord's mouth.

These humans are just a bunch of reckless men who don't understand tactics!

"Order the kobolds to press up on me and slow down the speed of these cavalry! If anyone dares to fight without mercy, he will be killed without mercy!"

"The rest of you, keep your formation and move forward slowly!"

The hobgoblin warlord issued the instructions in an orderly manner.

It has rich experience in dealing with cavalry.

As long as the speed of these guys is slowed down, the neat array of spears of the hobgoblins can easily poke a few holes in these slow-moving meat cans.

It has seen the dawn of victory.

…………

There is the sound of horse hooves.

Ryan, who was sitting at the rear of the team, was riding on a war horse. He felt the whistling wind in his ears and became increasingly excited.

"Everyone prepare, speed up the charge!"

The voices of Alexander and High Priest Finlay sounded in the hearts of everyone at the same time.

For the indigenous people, the powerful psychic field of the psion is simply a huge cheating device if used on the battlefield.

Through the psychic field, Alexander can transmit his voice to everyone's hearts in real time, which is equivalent to pulling everyone into the same command channel.

This kind of command method is countless times more efficient than the mainstream method of relying on drums and flags to command the army in the Engema plane!

Even a complete beating!

After hearing Alexander's order, all the natives and players stepped up their horses' belly, and the team's speed increased a little again!

Soon, they saw kobolds rushing over the mountains and plains.

"Barbarian soldiers, prepare to throw your spear!"

Following Alexander's order, the barbarian soldiers took out a one-meter-long throwing spear from the saddle and held it in their hands.

As the size of the Emerald Territory expands, the equipment of the aboriginal army is constantly being transformed and upgraded.

The original hand ax has long been eliminated, replaced by a throwing spear with a spear head made of fine steel.

Alexander even planned to make all the throwing guns made of steel after the steel production in the territory stabilized.

The figure of the kobold became increasingly clear in his eyes.

In the middle of the team, the high priest looked at the swarming kobolds. His fingers under his robe moved slightly, and the next moment, a strong spiritual energy burst out.

——[Group Mind Shock]!

At the same time, Alexander, who was at the front of the team, also flashed a strong magical aura.

——[Group monster immobilization technique]!

Facing the spells released by high-level spellcasters, these kobolds cannot save at all.

Suddenly, the kobolds in the path of the cavalry charge were shocked and unable to move!

The kobolds behind them couldn't stop, and they bumped into the same kind in front of them one after another.

The formation of the kobolds suddenly became chaotic!

"Throw the spear, throw it!"

"In two seconds, everyone, charge with lances!"

The spears were thrown one after another amidst the roars of the barbarian soldiers.

For the skill of throwing, the northern barbarians have an innate talent.

Their throwing was fierce and precise. After one round of throwing, those kobolds who were frightened and immobilized were reduced by more than half on the spot!

A hundred steps passed by in the blink of an eye. The cavalry led by Alexander the Great lowered their spears and drove their mounts to launch a fierce charge.

Each kobold was unable to dodge, and was pierced on the gun shaft like a candied haws, until the wooden gun shaft could no longer bear it and broke.

Alexander threw away the broken gun shaft in his hand, drew out his long sword, and knocked away a charging kobold.

——[Group Terror Technique]!

An evil and fearful aura spread from his body to the surroundings.

All the kobolds within a hundred meters of Alexander trembled, with a look of fear in their eyes, as if they had seen something terrifying.

Some kobolds even let out whining sounds of "wuwu" from their mouths, dropped their weapons, turned around and fled behind them.

"Drive them towards the hobgoblin's main formation!"
Chapter completed!