Blind obedience is the instinct of most creatures, especially social creatures. This is true for humans and goblins as well.
As long as they create enough panic, the enemy will also take advantage of them.
When twelve regular cavalry and twenty heavily armed militiamen followed closely, the sheep driving tactic was basically successful.
Hundreds of goblins, huffing and puffing, rushed towards the newly organized hobgoblin position.
Goblins and hobgoblins, although their names are only one word different, are not the same species at all.
The difference between the two is as big as the difference between halflings and humans. No, it should be said to be even bigger.
The average height of adult male goblins is less than 90 centimeters. In addition, they have long hands and big heads. They like to walk with a hunched body, which makes them look smaller and easier to deal with.
The average height of adult male hobgoblins can reach two meters, and females are indispensable at 1.89 meters. They are the most typical military race. From top to bottom, they all advocate physical strength and military prowess. Hobgoblins never care about the tribes they control.
They are called tribes, the smaller ones are called war groups, and the larger ones are called legions. From childhood to adulthood, they have received military education and military training.
Their tribes are either on the road to war or on the road to war and expansion.
This way of life is not only related to the goblin god they believe in, but also related to their natural desire to conquer and control.
The most important thing is that they are intelligent humanoids. Their IQ is not much different from that of humans. They have their own military establishment, their own blacksmiths, and their equipment is really different from that of goblins.
Even though the hobgoblin warband outside Nott Castle is not wealthy, the worst thing they can do is have a pair of leather armor and a similar weapon.
By the time Zalanda and Gavin led their troops and drove the goblin army to the front of the hobgoblin camp, the hobgoblin battle group had already assembled into a neat military formation. Standing in front of the military formation were three men with similar looks.
A wilder, bigger bugbear.
"Fire the arrow!" A cold command came from the hobgoblin battle group.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The arrow rain, which was not inferior to that of Nott City, was shot out from the hobgoblin battle group.
Gavin and Zalanda ignored it and rushed forward with their heads down.
Twenty meters away, this kind of arrow poses a very low threat to them. The iron-headed ones are less than half of them. Most of them are sharpened from hardwood and cannot break armor at all. Even the iron-headed ones are generally not of high quality. Gavin
It was obvious that several of them smashed directly into Zalanda's magic armor.
For those goblin soldiers who were no different from the naked ones, even hardwood arrows were very deadly. Another one fell down all at once, and the remaining ones barely rushed to the front of the big goblin battle group, and were chopped down by the sharp blades swung down.
Flip to the ground.
These goblin troops were far more afraid of the hobgoblins than Gavin and Zalanda. Many of them tried to shunt to both sides, but the cavalry that was divided into two drove back part of it, forming a second wave of impact.
The heavily armored militiamen who trot up to catch up will also drive some back, forming a third wave of impact.
The triple wave-like impact of the rout, apart from wasting a few rounds of arrows fired by the hobgoblins, did not have much impact on their battle formation. At least not a single hobgoblin died in the chaos.
Gavin and Zalanda had no hope that these goblin troops could break up the army of the hobgoblins. If they were so easy to deal with, Zalanda would have led his troops to crush them.
The goblin troops they drove here were mainly mine hunters. The traps outside the camp of the hobgoblins were destroyed by these goblin troops in a hurry, and they did not pose any threat to them.
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!
The three bugbears in front of the hobgoblin battle group couldn't hold it any longer. They smashed the giant maces in their hands like crazy. The surrounding goblin soldiers were smashed with blood and flesh, and they screamed and charged towards Zalanda and Gavin.
came out.
The commander of the hobgoblin warband made no attempt to stop it.
The bugbears' IQ shortcomings destined them to be nothing more than high-level cannon fodder among the hobgoblins, forever placed in front of the military formation instead of integrating into the military formation.
"Kill one first, my lord, and you will assist!" Gavin lightly knocked his horse, one step ahead of Zalanda, and rushed forward to face the bugbear at the front.
Gavin did this not because he was arrogant, thinking that he was stronger than Zalanda due to his skills in his previous life.
On the contrary, he has a clear understanding of his current strength and is willing to be a green leaf to accompany Zalanda.
Compared with ordinary people, the most powerful thing about professionals is the magic damage blessing formed by synchronizing with the magic network, and this blessing is not instantaneous, there is a small magic concentration time in the middle.
What Gavin has to do now is not to cause multiple injuries to the bugbears, but to create excellent offensive opportunities for Zalanda, so that every synchronized attack she makes can exert its maximum power.
To use a game term from Earth, if you attack the key points, it is easier to get a critical hit.
Gavin used the power of his horse to charge forward with a spear, which did not stab the bugbear's body, but instead swung the giant mace high.
Two huge forces collided in the air.
Gavin's spear broke off from the tip to the tail on the spot.
Gavin had already expected this. When he felt the huge rebound force, he had already let go of the spear, pulled out his one-handed sword, and cut the bugbear's arm with his backhand, then ignored it.
With the results behind me, I continued to rush forward.
The giant mace in this bugbear's hand stagnated in the air for several seconds.
At this moment, Zalanda arrived, and what she had to do was to send the spear in her hand into the bugbear's throat, which was wide open.
The force of this spear was so strong that the spearhead pierced directly behind the bugbear's neck.
Zalanda let go of the spear, pulled out the sword, and couldn't help shouting, "Okay!"
It was the first time for Zalanda to feel such silky and smooth fighting coordination, not to mention that kind of comfort that makes her whole body feel comfortable. Not only did she not feel tired at all now, but she had a kind of activity to open up her muscles and muscles, and her whole body had endless energy.
The feeling of strength.
Cough! Cough! Cough!
The bugbear, whose throat was pierced by a spear, did not die on the spot, but fell into a state of near-death madness.
While holding the spear shaft and trying to pull it out, he chased Zalanda and wildly swung the giant mace.
Zalanda did not catch up, but instead stumbled and rushed towards the hobgoblin army formation.
"Throw the spear!" Another order came from the hobgoblin army formation.
Five or six throwing spears rose into the air at the same time and shot at the injured bugbear.
Obviously, the hobgoblins fully recognized the bugbear's combat effectiveness and did not give him a chance to get close to the military formation.
This brave behemoth finally fell three meters away from the hobgoblin army.
Gavin and Zalanda on the other side ignored this episode and rushed towards the other bugbear on horseback.