Chapter 14 The First Battle of Pioneering (Part 3)
In an instant, the bodies of the goblin warriors in the front were torn apart, and several of them were pierced through by the lance one after another.
Relying on this momentum, after charging for more than twenty meters in a row, Verin finally gave up the lance in his hand, drew his knight's long sword, and started slashing. He broke away from the goblin formation and headed towards the conspicuous wooden command platform.
Under normal circumstances, the infantry should do their best to restrict the movement space of the knights to create opportunities for others.
However, the twelve of them easily broke through the goblin formation and directly rushed towards the command platform where the chief of the Boulder goblins was located at the rear.
Baird, who was in charge of commanding the infantry, saw this and ordered the cannon fodder slaves to attack.
When the cannon fodder slaves made contact with the goblins, Baird gave the order again, telling the armed serfs to charge.
At the same time, Orlando and Heber, wearing leather armor and drawing their knight's short swords, followed behind the armed serfs and engaged in their first battle in life.
The goblin chief, who was in charge of commanding on the high platform at the rear, saw the human knights approaching. He hastily ordered the goblin warriors guarding beside him to meet the enemy. At the same time, he mobilized the magic power in his body, activated his staff, and launched a magical attack, ready to teach these humans a lesson.
Verin stepped forward and killed several goblin warriors in a row. He leaped off his horse and jumped onto the wooden command platform, cutting two strong goblin warriors standing in his way in half with a single sword.
When Gregg, the chief of the Boulder Tribe, saw that his last line of defense was gone, he was so frightened that his legs went weak. His spell-casting process was interrupted, and he suffered a backlash. He vomited green blood and fell to the ground feebly.
Looking up at the sky, how he wished that the decision he had made a day ago was to migrate instead of fighting these humans.
Verin pierced Gregg's heart with a sword, held his body high, and threw it forcefully towards the goblin formation.
In an instant, when the goblins saw the body of their chief, they scattered like birds when the tree falls and fled in all directions.
Baird saw this and let the armed serfs act on their own. Whether they could get rid of their serf status depended on themselves. Then he urged his horse towards Verin's direction.
Verin took off his helmet, sat on the high platform, looked at the battlefield that was being mopped up, and watched Orlando and Heber with great interest.
The two of them gradually adapted from their initial panic, and finally became proficient. They grew very quickly.
Especially Orlando. Verin seemed to see a genius emerging, and this was his own genius.
"Lord."
"Baird, these goblins are weaker than we expected. I think we will soon obtain this land and get our first pioneering territory," Verin said as he jumped off the four-meter-high command platform and landed precisely on his horse when he saw Baird approaching.
"Not only that, but we can also select some of the outstanding ones from these armed serfs to form the first batch of troops for our territory."
"En, I will ask Orlando to assist you."
Regarding the army, he needed to get involved and couldn't leave everything to Baird.
So, he set his sights on his guardian knight, Orlando, and planned to cultivate a force with him as the core to balance the army.
At this moment, a knight ran over and said excitedly, "Lord, Captain, these extra goblins here are warriors from the six surrounding tribes. Their... that's roughly the situation."
"So, the six goblin tribes around are now leaderless," Verin smiled. He didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly.
"Lord, why don't we take this opportunity to deal with these six goblin tribes?" Baird reacted and actively advised.
Hearing Baird's suggestion, Verin thought for a while and then gave the order, "Leave thirty armed serfs to clean up the battlefield. The remaining eleven knights, plus Orlando, will be divided into teams of four. Each team will lead five teams of armed serfs and select two goblin tribes. When I wake up tomorrow morning, I hope to hear good news from them."
"Yes, Lord."
The knight received the order and went to convey Verin's order.
"Baird, next, let the remaining people set up camp. We still need to spend the night here."
"I understand, Lord."
After saluting by thumping his chest, Baird left. He had to count the casualties, inventory the property, and plan the camp.
On the other side, after receiving Verin's order, the eleven knights and Orlando, the guardian knight, formed their respective teams, agreed on their targets, and then led their troops to set out, not daring to delay for a moment.
At night, in the luxurious cave of the Boulder Tribe, Verin, Baird, and Heber sat by the campfire, eating roasted meat, and summarizing the battle.
"Lord, in this battle, we lost 12 cannon fodder slaves. Eight of them died on the spot, and the remaining four lost their hands or feet and had no more use value. I have already ordered them to be executed," Baird reported.
"Good job. We don't need to be soft-hearted towards these bandit slaves. If they have no use value, we should kill them to avoid wasting food," Verin nodded in agreement when he heard Baird's handling plan.
Baird continued, "In this battle, we killed a total of 321 goblins, captured 142 gold coins, 382 silver coins, more than 1,500 copper coins, over 5,300 catties of grain, more than 1,100 catties of dried meat, and 600 catties of salt ore..."
"Salt, wait a moment," Verin reacted and waved his hand to interrupt Baird's report. "600 catties of salt, so much. Is there a salt mine nearby?"
Baird shook his head and said, "Lord, I don't know. Maybe it's nearby. If we send someone to search tomorrow, we should be able to find it."
"Make a note of this. If we find the salt mine, I'll be rich."
Baird looked at Verin who was giggling. He was very curious. Salt ore contained harmful substances and had a low value, only worth eight copper coins per catty on the market.
Then, he continued to report the captured items.
"Thirty inferior iron swords, sixty spears, fifteen sets of leather armor, twenty pieces of leather from unknown creatures, two tons of iron ore, six low-level magic crystals, thirty catties of fruit wine, and three ordinary-level staves."
"All in all, it's probably worth 821 gold coins."
In this world, one gold coin is equal to ten silver coins, and one silver coin can be exchanged for a hundred copper coins.
The spoils of this battle were quite substantial.
However, the Boulder Tribe was the most powerful tribe in this area of more than a hundred square kilometers. It was still uncertain whether the total property of the other goblin tribes was as much as this.
"Lord, the number of goblins killed by the serfs is still being counted and will take some time."
After that, Verin began to summarize and review the battle with Baird. Heber, the guardian knight, sat quietly by the side to learn and also served as a recorder.