I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 129 Peace? No Peace

"Cough, cough, cough, cough."

Accompanied by the troll's drum-like stampede, a rough cough also rang out.

Zi Yi reacted quickly this time, giving orders to the goblins.

"Arrowhead with iron spears! Stones on the boomerang!"

Li Mosi turned to look at Zi'an.

Zi'an attached the iron spear to the spear thrower.

"Master, I am ready!"

The goblins quickly got ready.

Zi Yi nocked an arrow and bowed, then looked at Li Mosi and said, "Master, I am ready too."

"it is good."

Li Mosi nodded, and then fell silent.

For a moment, all that could be heard was the sound of the raging fire and the increasingly loud running of the trolls.

dong dong...

The saint held her breath.

Zi Yi raised his bow and arrow.

Zi'an frowned.

Suddenly, Li Mosi pointed his iron spear forward: "Attack here!"

The troll has reached the edge of the sea of ​​fire!

A dark figure emerged from the smoke and became increasingly clear, then burst through the thick fog and appeared before everyone's eyes.

Li Mosi immediately noticed the dozens of crossbow bolts on its body.

Then it was gone.

With a total distance of only thirty meters, what can carbon-based organisms use to play with more than seventy floating poles and more than a dozen spear throwers equipped with iron spears?

The blue troll instantly suffered irreversible injuries, including multiple fractures, internal bleeding, and skull deformation.

It struggled forward a few steps before finally tumbling itself into the fire ditch.

Finally, like the T800, it stretched out one hand and then died.

"call--"

Li Mosi breathed a sigh of relief as she watched all the dots on the map disappear into the distance.

He turned and looked around.

Zi Yi and the Saintess stared at the troll's corpse.

Zi'an and the goblins looked at the sea of ​​fire ahead, then stared blankly at each other.

No one spoke.

Zi Yi was the first to come to her senses.

He asked, puzzled, "Master, have we won?"

It seems like we didn't gain much this time.

No human corpses were found.

There was only a sea of ​​fire.

However, listening to the crackling sounds emanating from the sea of ​​fire, he actually felt a sense of peace.

Li Mosi waved her hand: "It's not over yet. You still have all your food, right?"

Zi Yi chatted with the goblins for a while, and the goblins responded with their own chatter.

He nodded: "I haven't finished eating yet."

The dried meat lasted longer than I expected.

"That's fine then."

Li Mosi nodded.

"The battle isn't over yet. Let's rest a bit and make arrangements for the prisoners over the next few days..."

He was interrupted by Hagi Saint before he could finish speaking.

"It's not over yet? Where are we going?"

Can't we just wait for the fire to burn out?

The fire hasn't spread; it should be completely burned down by tomorrow.

Zi'an squinted at the saintess.

"How can it be called a victory if there is no harvest?"

Her words were poignant, and she shared the same thoughts as Li Mo.

He nodded: "Indeed, if we don't gain anything, wouldn't it be a wasted effort? Have you forgotten? The slave-catching team also has bases!"

"Surely they've stockpiled food for the winter? Since they can attack, we should attack them back!"

"Judging from their speed of assembly, the journey can't be far!"

Moreover, judging from the size of the personnel, the slave-catching team must have a considerable reserve!

Hagi Saint opened his mouth, but Zi Yi seized the opportunity to speak.

"What will happen to the slaves?"

"Just send some goblins to lead them in cutting down trees, and bury the corpses afterwards. Wrap the troll's head in ashes. I'll give the safety officers some instructions later..."

……

It was late at night, the moon was high in the sky, and people were already asleep.

Meanwhile, in the town of Talis, in the main hall of Baron Talis's mansion, a hastily arranged banquet was about to begin.

After the servants had left, the butler walked over to Baron Talis, who was seated in the main seat.

Baron Taliss had removed his armor and put on a respectable set of military attire.

Exquisite gold tableware was laid out in front of him, dazzling in the candlelight.

The butler announced, "Sir, all the dishes have been served."

"very good."

Baron Talis pointed to the only empty seat beside him.

"Please sit down too."

"Thank you, sir."

The butler took his seat, and Baron Talis looked around.

Besides the steward, three knights who had just returned from their campaign sat beside him.

The three knights looked at the dining table in front of them.

Before them lay exquisite silver tableware, piles of freshly baked white bread, and pots of beef and mutton stewed with vegetables and spices.

In addition to these, there were many heated smoked meats and roast chickens and geese, as well as whole barrels of wine that had just been opened and placed on the table.

Because the preparations were so rushed, they did not see the usual whole roasted pig or roasted beef and mutton.

In stark contrast to the food and utensils in front of them were the rough oat bread, warm broth made of beans, vegetables and offal, salted pork and ale served to the soldiers in other locations.

Although the food was significantly worse, it made the soldiers uneasy.

Why were they invited to dine with the Baron when they had clearly been defeated?

This frightened them.

Suddenly, Baron Talis grabbed the barrel with one hand and filled his glass.

boom.

The sound of the barrel being put back on the table made all the soldiers shrink back.

Baron Talis rose and raised his glass, drawing everyone's attention to the glass that gleamed in the candlelight.

He remained silent, causing the soldiers' breathing to tremble; they felt as if they were about to choke on their breath.

At that moment, he finally spoke.

"Do not be sad! Today is a day to celebrate!"

This sentence left the soldiers completely bewildered.

Weren't we defeated?

It seems that only a few dozen mercenaries managed to evacuate in the end.

"We set out to defeat the goblins. Before this, they attacked my manor! They also attacked two of my knights, one of whom is still suffering to this day!"

So that's what happened!

The soldiers stared in surprise.

They suddenly understood why there were only three knights.

"Those mercenaries suffered some losses, but that was their duty! Their losses are an honor!"

"Look what those wicked, monstrous babies have done! They burned down their own homes! All for this one victory! They've driven us back now, but what then? They won't survive the winter!"

That seems to be the case?

The fire was so large that it was completely out of control.

The food that the goblins stored up for winter must be gone too!

"An enemy that dares to burn down our homes is not worth our lives. They will flee in the fall to survive, and freeze or starve to death in the winter. We don't need to expend any more effort!"

"Cheers to today's victory!"

"To the Baron's victory! Cheers!"

The soldiers immediately became excited.

Although they were defeated, the Baron did not blame them!

They were even invited to dine together!

The Baron is far too kind!

The butler stood up and clinked glasses with the Baron: "To your victory, my lord!"

The three knights also rose one by one.

The two knights and Baron Taliss clinked glasses in the air, but only Knight Valos actually touched the baron's glass.

As they clinked glasses, they looked at each other, but Baron Taliss's eyes darted toward the ceiling.

The banquet ended in the early morning.

The knights slept in the guest rooms of the main house, while the soldiers either went home or stayed in private houses in Talis Town.

Baron Talis returned to his study.

He took out a rolled-up piece of linen and spread it out on the table.

This is exactly the map that Iwock summarized.

The baron took a silver ink bottle from the cabinet and stirred the iron-filled ink inside with a silver rod.

He wanted to fill in the gaps in the map himself.

"My lord, Knight Valos requests an audience with you."