"Why didn't I see it? You are an archer as expected, your eyesight is very good." Isidor looked into the distance, but after looking for a long time, he didn't see any shadow of the enemy. "It's within my range. Should I shoot it?" Emmeline asked. "How many enemies are there?" Isidor asked. "More than a hundred of them, approaching from different directions. They probably saw the torches and came to support them." Emmeline replied. "Since I can't see them, the other side probably can't see us either. Beyond visual range killing should have a good deterrent effect - shoot a few in each direction to scare them!" Isidor nodded. "Yes." Emmeline bent the bow and aimed the arrow for a long time, then suddenly put the bow down and said, "No, you have to give me a harder bow." "How hard do you want it to be?" Isidor asked with a wicked grin. "It'd better be three times harder than this one, so that it can hit enemies far away." Emmeline replied. "Okay, here you go." Isidor materialized a better quality hard bow and handed it to Emmeline with some disappointment, thinking that if it was Esna, she would have told him dirty jokes a long time ago. How could Emmeline know what was going on in Isidor's mind? She took the hard bow, pulled and released it a few times to get used to the strength of the bow, and then opened the bow in all directions. With a slight aim, the arrows shot like meteors, and she shot more than ten arrows in a row before stopping.
"How is it?" Isidor could only see the arrow slowly disappearing from his sight. He thought it must have been shot at a distance of at least one kilometer away. "I shot seventeen arrows, five missed, and of the twelve that hit, nine killed and three injured. The enemy is looking around for the archer's position, and some are already retreating." Emmeline replied. "Okay, it's enough to deter the enemy. After seeing our strength, the Fire Sacrifice Tribe will definitely take us seriously and gather their strongest forces to launch a massive attack. Only by defeating them head-on on this battlefield can the goblins be convinced." Isidor nodded. At the same time, the Red Goblins were completely furious. Chief Yan Yade of the Fire Sacrifice Tribe was walking around the cave in an angry manner. The temperature from his body made the surrounding Red Goblins feel a little hot, but they did not dare to lose their composure in front of this angry chief, and they did not even dare to wipe the sweat off their heads. Although most goblins live in caves, the red goblins are an exception. Caves are too hot and stuffy for them, and open and cool places are more suitable for them. However, because they temporarily occupied the territory of the blue goblins, they could not build so many fire-resistant houses for a while, so they had to stay in the caves they took from the Sihan tribe. When the torches were lit on the Blue Hill, he had already received the news, but he did not take it too seriously, thinking that it was just the Blue Goblins who were unwilling to give up and came to attack. This kind of thing had happened several times before, and as long as the reinforcements arrived, they would naturally collapse. But this time, things seem a little bad. First, the captives who escaped brought back the news that Blue Hill had fallen. It was said that a powerful goblin was leading dozens of blue goblins to kill them. The leading goblin looked like a human, holding a big sword in his hand, which could cut open the sturdy gate of the village with one sword. Dozens of people together were no match for him. There was also an archer who looked like an elf and could shoot with incredible accuracy, killing dozens of goblins in an instant. At this time, he was still skeptical. After all, goblins were timid by nature. They were afraid of being blamed by him after failure, so they often exaggerated the enemy to make it look strong. But soon, another defeated soldier reported that his troops saw torches and went to support Qingzhiqiu, but their companions were shot and killed from a distance. Because they could not find the archers, they felt unsure and had to retreat. Several groups of defeated soldiers reported the same thing in succession, and as it confirmed each other, Yan Yade had no choice but to believe it. He knew very well that the overall strength of the Sihan tribe was not inferior to that of the Jihuo tribe, but they were defeated by him only because the chief and the main shaman died suddenly, leaving them leaderless for a while. Now that someone is leading the way, it is probably only a matter of time before they make a comeback. The only solution now is to take advantage of their isolated advance and gather a large force to encircle and kill them, so as to avoid giving up the occupied land again. The consumable enemies consist of a powerful archer and a powerful warrior, but no magician with mass destruction capabilities. The warrior's stamina will run out, and the archer's bow will run out. Neither of these two professions is the type that can handle the army. Thinking of this, he immediately ordered to gather all the troops that could be mobilized in the surrounding area - more than 4,000 people. Since all goblins are soldiers, this army basically represents the entire population stationed on the ground of the Sihan tribe. Together with himself and several shamans, he believes that even if the opponent is two S-level adventurers, he can easily surround and kill them. As for the dozens of green goblins they brought, he didn't even take them seriously. Chapter 101: Dragon Slaying Battle (IV) By the afternoon, four thousand goblins had assembled, and Yan Yade was very satisfied with their speed. The warriors brought to the territory of the Sihan tribe were the strongest and most experienced, and they were also the main force he relied on. It was precisely because of this strictly trained force that he was able to remain undefeated in the melee between the four tribes.
"Very good, divide the troops into five groups and set off!" Yan Yade ordered. The red army marched towards the Green Hill in a mighty manner. Among the five armies, four were led by his most trusted shamans, and the most elite one was led by him personally. This was also the army that defeated the entire Sihan tribe. He believed that as long as this army was there, even the dragon itself would have the strength to fight, not to mention a goblin and an elf. When the five armies were about one kilometer away from Qing Hill, Yan Yade ordered the troops to stop and rest. The reason why they didn't launch an attack immediately was, firstly, because the troops were assembled urgently and many goblins had been traveling long distances and really needed to take a break; secondly, it was also to reorganize the formation and rearrange the army formation that was disrupted during the rapid march in preparation for a later attack. "Brothers! Don't worry, there are only two capable fighters among the enemies, an archer and a warrior! We have plenty of long-range attack methods. As for the warriors, as long as we surround them and keep shooting, no matter how powerful they are, they won't be able to hold on! Not to mention the archers, her firepower alone is definitely not as good as so many of us. Even if she can shoot farther, she can only shoot a few arrows! Let's rush up together, and suppress them with firepower when we are within shooting range. Then they will have no way to deal with her!" During the rest period, Yan Yade shouted to his elite subordinates with the unique loud voice of the Flame Goblin. "We must win! We must win!" the warlike red goblins responded one after another. "In addition, I heard that the elf archer is a woman, so I have decided: anyone who makes military achievements this time will have the power to plant seeds in her!" Yan Yade said loudly. As soon as these words were spoken, the red goblins all started howling. Elves were the best seedbed that goblins had always dreamed of. Being able to plant seeds with elves was almost the highest pursuit in a goblin's life. How could they not be excited and go crazy about it? Yan Yade was very satisfied with the state of the troops. Only when they were so desperate, they would use their lives to consume the enemy's physical strength. When the enemy's physical strength was almost consumed, he could go up and end the battle. In this way, he established prestige and defeated the powerful enemy. It can be said that he killed two birds with one stone. "Don't worry, Chief! It will be a good thing to plant more seeds for the elves. Even if it's just for the elves, I will be the first to rush to the Blue Hill!" An elite red goblin jumped up, rubbing his hands and said with an evil smile. However, no one joined in the laughter, because the next moment, a feather arrow hit his heart. The arrow went straight through his chest and came out from his back. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and it was clear that he was going to die. Yan Yade was stunned for a moment. He had heard that the enemy's archers could shoot very far, but he thought that the range of ordinary bows and arrows was no more than a hundred meters; even strong bows, hard crossbows and hard bows could only shoot two or three hundred meters at most. Beyond this distance, even if the range could be reached, it would be extremely difficult for the human eye to aim; considering that the elves were naturally good at shooting, he estimated the enemy's effective range to be about five hundred meters, so he ordered the troops to stop at a "safe distance" of one thousand meters away. However, he never expected that the opponent could accurately hit the heart of his elite troops at a distance of one thousand meters! Was it a coincidence? Or was there some magic involved? If it was just a coincidence, perhaps a full-scale assault would still be in time. As if to shatter his fantasy, feather arrows with the sound of breaking through the air came one after another, shooting and killing the elite warriors around him one by one, and dozens of people fell in an instant. There was a commotion in the team. Although this well-trained troop would not collapse because of the casualties of dozens of their comrades, facing an invisible and intangible enemy, the team was still in a commotion. "Something's wrong! The intelligence is wrong. The enemy definitely has more than one shooter! We've been ambushed. Let's retreat five hundred meters away and reorganize our formation!" Yan Yade gave the order based on his experience. So the red goblins hurriedly retreated, but just when they stopped 500 meters away, the deadly feather arrows took the lives of more than a dozen people. Yan Yade had no choice but to order another retreat. He could not figure out the enemy's shooting range, and finally retreated to a place three kilometers away, and finally got rid of the feather arrow sniping. Yan Yade was very angry at this time. The legion he relied on the most had already left hundreds of corpses before the battle, and their fighting spirit was completely crushed. He had not even seen the shadow of the enemy. This situation was something he could never accept. Fortunately, the other four teams did not seem to have been attacked in this way and had successfully advanced to surround Qingzhiqiu. Seeing this, Yan Yade immediately guessed that the opponent's mysterious attack was probably unsustainable, otherwise why not attack the five groups together? It seemed that his order to retreat was indeed a bit arbitrary, but now that things had happened, there was no point in regretting. Yan Yade immediately ordered the team to continue moving forward. This time, they did not encounter any arrow attacks, so Yan Yade confidently led the team to the foot of the Blue Hill and set up a battle formation to show off their strength. "You useless bastards from the Sihan tribe! You are not even as good as the diapers of the goblin cubs! Don't think you can win by relying on two foreign reinforcements. Your struggle is meaningless in front of the all-encompassing army of fire! Get your people out of my territory now!" Yan Yade raised his voice and laughed loudly at Qingzhiqiu. "This is Blue Hill, you are the ones who should get out! Despicable Fire Sacrifice Tribe, do you think we don't know? You must have used the power of the dragon to secretly kill the chief!" Enges on the fortress couldn't help but get angry. "Hahahaha! How ridiculous! The law of the jungle is the truth of this world. The losers are still looking for excuses. No wonder you are so weak!" Yan Yade's laughter quickly drowned out Engels' voice, making the latter tremble with anger, but he was powerless. "The survival of the fittest? Well said!" Isidor jumped onto the outer wall of the castle and looked down at Yan Yade. "Who are you?" Yan Yade said with a frown. "Me? My name is Isidor, the prophet in the prophecy, and also your king." Isidor sneered.
He himself didn't know why he said this, but he felt that there was a force guiding him to make this statement. Esna said that her name was the same as that of an ancient prophet. Could it be that there was really some kind of connection between her and him? "King? What a joke. There is only one king here, and that's me!" Yan Yade was enraged by Isidor's arrogant attitude. His whole body was burning with burning flames, and fire clouds appeared in the sky, symbolizing powerful strength. "Sir, please be careful! That fire cloud can launch explosive flaming attacks from a high position. It is extremely powerful and must be guarded against!" Engels reminded hurriedly. "That's it?" Isidor sneered, suddenly flew down the castle, and came in front of Yan Yade at an astonishing speed. After several evolutions, Isidor's speed has reached an astonishing 800 points, far exceeding most S-level adventurers. As the chief of the Red Goblins, Yan Yade is at most the target of an A-level adventurer, and there is still a long way to go before he can reach the S-level. How can he react? While the goblins around him had not had time to react, Isidor used a shock wave to knock down the surrounding guards, grabbed Yan Yade, and flew up to the Blue Hill like a chicken. The shamans from the other four groups were all stunned. They saw the chief summoning the fire cloud from afar and thought that a massive bombardment was about to begin. However, they did not expect that in just a moment, the chief had been captured on the Green Hill and was completely powerless to resist. "Do you want to continue fighting?" Isidor threw Yan Yade to the ground and asked provocatively below. Chapter 102: Dragon Slaying Battle (V) When had Yan Yade ever suffered such a great humiliation? He stood up, waving his burning fist and was about to attack Isidor from behind, but was immediately pinned to the ground by a pair of stronger arms, poured with a basin of ice water, and then tied up with chains. During the whole process, Yan Yade felt like a fish on a chopping board, without any ability to resist at all. He looked up and found that the one who subdued him was an elf who looked somewhat childish. He did not expect that she had such arm strength at such a young age. Could it be that the mysterious attack just now was really shot by her while she was standing on the Blue Hill? If this is true, then I seem to have underestimated the opponent's strength. The goblin army below was in commotion. Although the capture of their chieftain had greatly dampened their morale, several chiefs were able to maintain the situation and they did not collapse for the time being. "Brothers, follow me and rescue the chief!" A loyal chief shouted loudly and rushed forward with his men. Upon seeing this, Isido didn't wait for the other troops to respond. He flew down with a greatsword in hand and used Whirlwind Slash without saying a word. He rushed into the goblin army like a gyroscope. The airflow he created instantly formed a whirlwind, blowing away the goblins within dozens of meters around him. Those who were closer were even torn to pieces by the violent airflow. As for the chief who led the charge, he was cut in half by Isidor in the first moment. With just one move, Isidor completely curbed the offensive of this army, instantly killing the leading shaman and hundreds of goblins under his command, making them lose their combat capability. Such terrifying fighting ability made the Red Goblins dare not fight at all. Although even Isidor could not use the Whirlwind Slash continuously, none of the Red Goblins dared to bet that he would not have the next one, so they all threw away their weapons and fled in all directions. Isidor looked at the goblins running around and trampling on each other, thinking that the saying "a defeat is like a landslide" was true. When panic spread to a group, it was indeed not possible to turn the tide with just one or two people. Fortunately, this was not something he needed to worry about. Isidor thrust his greatsword into the ground and charged towards the defeated army. His target was the noble shamans in the team. Although the chief is the leader of the goblins, in goblin culture, shamans are usually the ones who hold real power. As long as they can be captured, there will be no worries about forcing the Fire Festival Tribe to join the alliance. Most of the goblins who could become shamans were the offspring of humans, and they were much taller than ordinary goblins. Although they were difficult to identify in the chaos, Emmeline, who was standing high on the fortress, shot arrows into the air to guide them. Therefore, it didn't take Isidor long to find a dozen goblin shamans and knocked them out one by one. After the Red Goblin army dispersed, Isidor called for Njes and his men to come and clean up the battlefield, and imprisoned the shamans and Yan Yade in the dungeon of the Blue Hill. "Lord Isidor, there are more than 800 corpses left at the scene. Most of them were trampled to death, and a small number died from your sword. There are also one or two hundred wounded and captured, waiting for your decision." Enges reported. "Those who cannot be saved will be killed, those who can be saved will be given some simple treatment, and those who can still walk will be let go. Qingzhiqiu does not have enough food for them." Isidoro said.
"Do you still need medical treatment? He's obviously an enemy." Engels said with some surprise. "Have you forgotten? What I want to promote is the alliance of the four major goblin tribes. They will be our allies in the future, so of course we have to give them medical treatment." Isidor said with a smile. "I am too narrow-minded! I'll do it right away!" Enges slapped himself and quickly slipped away to lead his men to treat the wounded. "They have already escaped. Led by the remaining shamans, they packed up their bedding and headed northwest." Emmeline reported after returning from the top of the fortress. "I heard from Enjies that the northwest direction is the traditional territory of the Fire Worship Tribe. They should have returned to their hometown." Isidor nodded. "What's next?" asked Emmeline. "After the Sihan and Jihuo tribes reconcile, we will visit the other two tribes and form an alliance to kill the dragon," said Isidor. "Have you ever thought about why you do this?" Emmeline asked, tilting her head. "Of course it's because...wait, indeed, if we were just trying to gather intelligence, there would be no need to go through so much trouble. Why would we go through so much trouble and become an enemy of the dragon? I can't explain the reason for my action, I just subconsciously felt that I should do so. What's wrong with me? Is this the choice I would normally make?" Isidor's expression suddenly became serious, and he covered his head in thought. "Do you know? My sister prepared six ingredients as auxiliary medicines for your ancestral medicine to alleviate the strong side effects. Among these six ingredients, one is the dragon heart. When I heard that there was a dragon here, I was going to suggest you to go and fight it, but I didn't expect you to bring it up first. Could it be that the 'prophet in the prophecy' you mentioned at that time really happened?" Emmeline rarely spoke a long speech. "Is that so? Come to think of it, when I said that I also felt that I had to say it, but I couldn't tell why. Damn, if only Esina was here, she must know something." Isidor covered his head and said with a painful expression. "You don't look well. Don't think too much about it. I'll go prepare some food. Have a good rest." Emmeline said, stroking Isidor's shoulder. "Thank you, Taylor. Oh no, it's Miss Emmeline." Isidor said while massaging her head. "Don't be so polite. My sister said that you are very important to her, and the same is true for me." Emmeline said in a flat tone. "Oh, that's great." Isidor felt his mind was a little confused and he fell into a deep sleep. In his confusion, he had a strange dream. He dreamed that seven indescribable evil beasts were competing to drink the blood in the well. One side of the earth and the sky was dark, and the other side was bright, with a clear boundary between light and darkness. However, the scene changed, and he saw an endless grassland with a river passing through it and lush grass and water. An extremely beautiful woman was stroking seven evil beasts and feeding them with figs in her hand. The seven evil beasts actually bowed their heads and obeyed like docile pets. Suddenly, the woman turned her gaze towards him, her eyes revealing infinite viciousness, hatred, and resentment, as if all the negative emotions that humans can imagine were concentrated in this one look. Immediately afterwards, the seven evil beasts revealed their ferocious appearances and rushed towards him together. Isidore was horrified and woke up suddenly, finding himself lying on the bed in the Blue Hill Fortress, with Emily sleeping beside him. Chapter 103: Emmeline's Feelings "What's wrong?" Emmeline woke up and asked, rubbing her sleepy eyes. "I had a strange dream. I dreamt that many monsters pounced on me, and a beautiful woman looked at me with scary eyes," said Isidor. "Beautiful woman? Are you missing your sister?" Emmeline asked. "No, no, that woman is full of evil spirit, completely different from Esna." Isidor shook his head. "Are you still thinking about another woman? Never mind. My sister doesn't care, so I have no reason to interfere." Emmeline yawned, turned over and went back to sleep. "Wait, wait, there's one more thing - why are you sleeping here?" Isidor suddenly realized something was wrong and asked quickly. "There's only one decent bed here, and I want to rest, so I'll have to sleep here," Emmeline said indifferently.
"So you also feel tired." Isidor couldn't help laughing. "Actually, I'm just a little scared to sleep alone." Emmeline said softly, burying her face in the pillow. Isidor was stunned for a moment. Emmeline rarely showed her emotions, let alone such a shy scene. If they didn't eat together every day, he would even suspect that Emmeline was a robot made by her sister. "So what did you do before you met your sister? Was there anyone to sleep with you?" Isidor asked curiously.