Two days later, the swarm reached 3,000 units.
At that moment, a zergling perched on a tree suddenly noticed something in the distance and snapped its head up.
A message was instantly transmitted to Xia Jin.
“Green skin... Goblins? Those guys actually dare to come back?”
Through shared vision, she saw a massive number of green-skinned creatures.
Back when she was Tier 2, she had crushed their tribe with only a few insects. What kind of trouble could they possibly cause this time?
Xia Jin smiled faintly.
However, the sheer numbers in her field of vision were actually a bit intimidating.
She temporarily ordered the few zerglings in the area to retreat and mobilized 800 insects from the western front.
It couldn't be helped; there really were quite a lot of goblins this time.
She couldn't be sure if there were any powerful ones among them. Xia Jin had always been cautious; she never underestimated an enemy, no matter how weak they seemed.
To see the battle more clearly, she sent her projection to follow the insects to the north.
About twelve kilometers from the main hive, fully armed goblins marched slowly through the jungle.
Over twenty goblins were carrying a sedan-like structure, upon which sat several high-ranking members of the goblin race.
“The enemy you mentioned is just ahead, right?”
“Yes. Those terrifying monsters nearly wiped out my tribe. If I hadn't been lucky, I never would have escaped.”
The goblin patriarch who had fled in disgrace before now appeared exceptionally furious.
“Heh, no problem. I'll help you wipe them out. But in exchange, your tribe will be absorbed into mine, and this land will become the territory of my Grey Tribe.”
“No problem.” Although the patriarch felt a pang of regret over losing his status, he had no other choice at this point.
The large army of over a thousand goblins was now approaching its destination.
Just then, a loud, high-pitched screech echoed from the distance.
The new patriarch watched as a hideously frightening magic beast opened its maw and roared toward the sky.
Immediately after, figures emerged one by one from the depths of the forest, each with crimson eyes.
...
“T-this... this is...”
The new patriarch seemed startled.
“You don't mean these monsters, do you? Aren't those magic beasts?”
“Yes, they suddenly invaded my territory,” the old patriarch whispered.
“You idiot! I've never even seen these monsters before. There's no way they're from the outskirts of the forest.”
The new patriarch rapped the old patriarch on the head.
He was furious, feeling like he had been deceived.
This fellow in front of him had actually said the enemy wasn't strong and their numbers were few.
But at this moment, following that screech, monsters ready for battle were appearing across the landscape several kilometers ahead.
“Retreat! Get out of here... No, it's too late to back off. Prepare for battle! Goblins are invincible!”
Several giant goblins stepped forward from the rear.
Their strength was as high as Tier 4, making them the true elites of this group.
With a long blast of a horn, countless minor goblins raised their crude blades and entered a combat stance.
At that moment, the swarm began its charge.
A two-kilometer-long crescent-shaped charge line formed a faint pincer movement, closing in on the goblin army of over a thousand.
Under the setting sun, those pairs of red eyes glowed crimson like blood, appearing extremely eerie.
It was as if the goblins were facing not magic beasts, but demons crawling out of the abyss.
“Engage them! Don't be afraid! Charge!”
The new patriarch knew well the consequences of a rout.
Once any army's morale collapsed, it meant the loss of the battle.
Fortunately, goblins were naturally fierce creatures.
They even had the courage to raid human villages in small squads and were not afraid to face regular armies with superior equipment.
Toot—toot—
The horn blared again.
With a shout, the goblin army began to move, charging toward the swarm without looking back.
Although many minor goblins were filled with fear, the bloodlust in their veins and the atmosphere of the battlefield forced them to charge.
Bang!
With a loud crash, the front lines collided with the Zerg.
The impact was far beyond imagination, making the first row of goblins as soft as tofu; they were instantly smashed into flying bits of flesh and blood.
The zerglings were like chariots, swinging their scythe-like claws as they sprinted, trampling right over the goblins.
In a single exchange, the front row of the goblin army was thrown into chaos.
The subsequent carnage caused the new patriarch, witnessing it all, to gasp in horror.
“You truly are a fool. If my main force is decimated here, I'll have your head for it!”
He kicked the old patriarch away, gnashing his teeth.
The battle was exceptionally frenzied. Even the support of dozens of giant goblins and over thirty mages couldn't turn the tide.
Furthermore, two minutes into the fight, the hydralisks arrived. Countless volleys of acid fell like rain, blanketing the goblins from above.
This gruesome sight made all the goblins' teeth chatter with fear.
Seeing this, the new patriarch feared his subordinates would break, so he constantly urged them to keep fighting.
An elite giant goblin legion attempted to flank and ambush the distant hydralisks.
Their strength was generally at Tier 3, with two among them even reaching Tier 4.
However, such a tactic was far too primitive for the brain bug.
The swarm almost immediately split off fifty zerglings to intercept them.
And the hydralisks did not hesitate to launch ranged attacks at them.
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