Vanguard Army Camp, Central Tent.
"Have you all received the news?" asked the leader of the Headhunters of the Vanguard Army, looking at the Goblin leader and the Lizardman leader who had come for the appointment.
"Got it!" The goblin leader and the lizardman leader confirmed.
"What do you mean by summoning us?" asked the lizardman leader in confusion.
After the secret meeting, while gathering the vanguard, they also sent out scouts to search for the location of the undead. They all knew that the undead fortress was mobile and would not wait for them in one place.
However, the undead were found, but the vanguard army had not yet assembled. Of the expected 20,000 vanguard troops, only a few thousand had arrived, and more soldiers were still on their way to assemble.
The headhunter leader grinned, revealing his sharp teeth. "I think we could go over and take a look."
"Yes, yes, yes. If we go over there, maybe we can defeat the undead!" The short goblin leader immediately responded, and the goblins behind him also cheered.
"We should wait until more warriors arrive before we make plans." The lizardman leader shook his head. This was different from what they had agreed upon before. It would not be good for them to act on their own.
"Tsk, cowardly lizardman." The Headhunter leader snorted and said with disdain, "We can take some people over there to investigate first. I heard there aren't many undead here. Maybe we can defeat them."
"Panok, we are not united to defeat the undead, we are united to completely eliminate the undead. Don't you understand?" The lizardman leader stared at the headhunter leader with his vertical pupils and said coldly.
"You are too cautious and unfit to be the leader of the vanguard, Momone." Panok said mercilessly with a sarcastic smile on his face.
"Whatever you say, I won't let the lizardmen warriors participate in this operation. You can do whatever you want." The lizardmen leader Momone ignored Panok's sarcasm and said calmly.
"What about you, little dwarfs? What do you think?" Seeing that he couldn't fool the lizardmen, Panok set his sights on the goblins.
The goblins who were clamoring to fight just now were silent now, glancing at the lizardmen from time to time. They hesitated.
Goblins are a race that bullies the weak and fears the strong. Only when there are lizardmen and headhunters as the leaders will they clamor to fight the undead. Now that the two leaders have quarreled, they have decided to wait and see.
In addition, their instinct told them that going to the Ghost Mountains with the Headhunters might not be a good idea. The Headhunters were not as trustworthy as the Lizardmen, and they might eat them as food on the way.
"Why, you also think that what I said is wrong?" Panok's face darkened, and he rubbed his fingers lightly and spoke in a threatening tone.
"Huh? Um, we, we, we think..." The goblin leader turned his head and looked behind him, but found that the goblins who came with him all lowered their heads and didn't even look at him. It was impossible to find these guys to help him. "We think that you are right, and what Momonet said also makes sense."
His companions had no suggestions, and neither side dared to offend the goblin leader, so he could only bite the bullet and go ahead with it. He even regretted why he came to attend this meeting.
"So are you planning to go, or not?" Panok stared with a cold light flashing in his eyes. The coldness in his tone almost froze the goblin leader.
"Should we... go, or not?" The goblin leader sensed the strong murderous intent, cold sweat streaming down his forehead. He spoke incoherently, trembling, his dim eyes trembling. Unable to bear it any longer, he lowered his head and said, "Let's go."
"Hahaha... I knew that you goblins are not cowards. You are different from some cold-blooded four-legged snakes that have not fully evolved." Panok laughed with satisfaction, full of pride and arrogance.
Momone just glanced at the goblin leader, neither angry nor saying anything. Is the goblin's choice important? Is it crucial? Who would care about the choice of a group of cannon fodder? Anyway, their fate was doomed from the beginning.
"Go tell your people to pack up. While the undead aren't reacting, we need to get on the road as soon as possible." Panok treated the goblins like his subordinates and gave them orders without restraint. He then walked towards Momone, got in front of him, and said with a vicious and cold voice, "Coward, just wait here for the others and see how we eliminate the undead."
"Well, okay, I wish you a triumphant return." Momonet raised his eyes, with a forced smile, and responded tit for tat without showing any weakness.
About an hour later, the Headhunters set off with the goblins, a total of 6,000 people, 5,000 goblins and 1,000 Headhunters.
Although the goblins were unwilling to follow the Headhunters to seek misfortune with the undead, they were more afraid that the Headhunters would turn against them and kill them directly.
Fortunately, it will take a few days to reach the forbidden area - the Ghost Mountains. We can find a way to delay it and see if we can wait for Momona to come with more vanguard troops.
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The setting sun cast a blood-red hue on the sky.
Like tired birds returning to their nests, the minotaurs also came back to the bone plate platform in groups of three or four, carrying their day's harvest. Among them, one minotaur brought back something very special, a ferocious little fellow with bared fangs and claws.
"Let me go!"
"I tell you, I'm very fierce!"
"Bite you!"
"You big stupid cows!"
The minotaur didn't care how the little guy shouted, he just carried him in front of Mumu.
"Cat man? Where did you catch him?" Mumu looked at the little guy and asked in confusion.
"I saw her sneaking around, so I caught her." The minotaur smiled innocently and said honestly.
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