Reg could have disguised the brilliance of the array suit, but he didn't, and the reason he did so was because he had to get Hydra Four-Headed Snake's attention. In any case, it is also a true mid-level Warcraft, and it is only one step away from entering the threshold of the high-level!

Such an existence can only and must be faced by oneself!

And at the same time as Hydra launched a surprise attack, the sound of skinned war drums also sounded in the dense forest outside the plantation. The goblins' war drums were a morale-boosting force, and then a large horde of goblins came in.

This time the main force of the attack is still dominated by ordinary goblins, but the proportion of high-level goblins has increased significantly. You can see ordinary goblins running naked in rags, as well as goblin hoplites, goblin cavalry, and goblin mages. This group of ordinary or high-level goblins is a combination of high and low, cannon fodder, main work, and doctors have their own duties, especially this time they are also equipped with slings, javelins, and crude bows and arrows, and their combat power is quite close to the level of human armies.

Under the command of the drums, a large number of flying stones, javelins and arrows rained down. This is a typical projectile attack, where projectiles can pass over most obstacles, hitting enemies hiding behind them.

Sou! Sou! Sou! A large number of projectiles were fired, most of which landed on fortifications such as arrow towers, watchtowers, and wood-and-stone walls, or simply missed, but a small number actually hit the Drow.

This near-saturation strike of the Greenskin tribe can be said to have taken out 1/3 of the ammunition stock in the warehouse, and its purpose is not to effectively kill and injure the enemy, but to suppress the enemy's best bow and arrow, and at the same time cooperate with the cannon fodder that consumes the enemy's arrows, as the real main force... High-level goblins open the way.

It's not like the Eternal Dark Moon hasn't been hit with such a high-intensity attack, but it's been three years since the last high-intensity encounter. Three years was enough time to ease the drow warriors' tense hearts, and finally, the Greenskins seized the opportunity.

Although the goblins suffered heavy casualties during the charge, they used the lowly lives of ordinary goblins to pave the way covered by Drow arrows. The high-ranking goblins trampled on the corpses of their companions and approached the edge of the plantation.

After that, it was the follow-up troops who carried the corpses, piled them up on the wall, and began to climb.

In the distance, a mutant goblin hiding in the shadows watched the scene, his fat black lips slightly hooked, revealing an ugly smile.

He is "Black Lips", the younger brother of Black Scar. The most commanding fellow of the Greenskin Tribe, and the goblin commander of the Eternal Dark Moon. Meantime... He is the only goblin who has no regrets about Blackscar's death.

Yes, it was because of the death of Blackl's brother that the tribe's decisions were no longer based on the bastard's sacrifice, but on human wisdom. It was only through its arguments that it had the opportunity to command so many armies and a Hydra Quadruple that he would flex his war skills to open up territory for the Greenskins and avenge his brother.

Indeed, it shows no less stratagem than a human general. He commanded his army to launch two costly feints against the various resource points of the Eternal Moon, and to overcome the fear of cannon fodder, it even used a bloodthirsty mallet that retained the power of its ancestors, beating a drum enough to make people go into a bloodthirsty state.

The feint would not have succeeded, of course, but it had served its purpose by leaving a corpse in the air to give the enemy the illusion of victory, in order to reduce the vigilance of the Eternal Dark Moon.

And the third time he concentrated his forces, Blacklipped stormed one of the resource points, which was this plantation.

Behind him, two goblin drummers held thick drumsticks made of the bones of demonic beasts, constantly beating the skin war drums, boosting the morale of the attacking troops.

He believed that by the Goblin Force and the Hydra Quad, the plantation would be captured. You can't occupy it, but you have to loot all the fruits and dig up all the trees that are more than 50 years old... Then, burn this plantation.

At this time, next to Blacklip, an old goblin with a black beard said lightly: "Blacklips, are you sure you will succeed this time?" ”

Blacklipped back, glanced at it, and said, "Blackbeard, don't you believe in my commanding talents?" ”

The old goblin, known as Blackbeard, replied with a hint of concern, "I believe it, but before I set out, I performed a simple sacrifice, and the results of the sacrifice were not promising... Also, I was afraid that Hydra would get hurt. ”

Black Lips finally lost control after hearing the word "sacrifice" that he hated the most: "Enough! The outcome of the sacrifice was never correct, and the Moons of Eternal Darkness had no beast to compete with the Hydra Four-Headed Serpent! ”

Blackbeard's expression suddenly hardened, and it sneered: "Blacklips, don't forget, I am the contract master of Hydra, if something happens to it, I will definitely let it retreat first!" ”

Blacklip bit her lip, not good at Blackbeard, and simply shouted at the goblin drummers under his command: "Knock! Loud! Louder again! In any case, this plantation must be captured today! ”

Cheered up by the drums, the goblins stepped on a staircase made of corpses and over the wooden and stone walls, ready to go deeper, but then waiting for them were 17 dominant skeletons in flesh and blood armor, and 10 strange little spiders.

The goblins looked at each other, then clenched their weapons and rushed at the Dominant Skeleton without fear of death, and the Dominant Skeleton also raised the iron-clad wooden stick and tore it with the goblins!

In the midst of the blood splashes, the two sides launched the most primitive battle, which is always accompanied by blood and corpses. And strangely, although the goblins have the upper hand in numbers, they are always the ones who fall.

Every time the enemy's rudimentary, sharp sword slashed at the strange flesh and armor of the skeletons, it felt extremely jerky, as if it were slashed at the toughest cowhide. And some clever goblins, changed to thorns, even if they can barely pierce this layer of armor, they can't go deep. Instead, the opponent's iron-clad wooden stick was aimed at their heads and smashed down!

Poof, goblins' heads were smashed, and blood spurted out of their eyes, ears, mouths, and noses, spilling all over the ground. At this time, the flesh armor activated the blood-draining effect and began to absorb the blood of the goblins.

The plasma went upstream, climbed onto the flesh armor, and began to mend the broken parts of it as if it were alive.

The actual combat effect of flesh and blood armor has begun to appear.

Although the Domination Skeleton has a quality advantage, it is also unable to withstand the siege of dozens of ordinary and high-level goblins, and their attack power is really a big problem now, so if this situation is not fundamentally improved, their positioning is still biased towards meat shields rather than output.

In the surrounding area, there are also goblin mages who are chanting prayers and acting as war mecs to renew the lives of their goblin comrades, which makes the situation of dominating the skeletons even more difficult.

Poof! Eventually, a dominant skeleton collapsed. Because of its relatively small size, it was besieged by many high-ranking goblins, and several swords stabbed it in succession, leaving more and more wounds. The speed of destruction cannot keep up with the speed of repair, and the flesh and blood armor will completely collapse, and without the protection of the armor, it is only a matter of time before the hard but non-self-healing body of the white bone falls.

That's when the spiders cut in.

As a powerful secondary demon, their sharp mouthparts and eight arthropods can easily break through the skin of a tin bison, so it is not a problem to deal with these goblins. When the two sides were fighting anxiously, the little spider cut in just right, breaking the current balance.

The sound of flesh and bones being cut was so piercing that the little spiders jumped on the heads of the goblin mages, then opened their mouths, avoided the hard skulls, aimed at the relatively fragile necks, and bit down hard!

Goblin mages fell. The cause of their deaths was all due to devastating wounds to their necks, as well as the corrosive poison that continued to eat away at their dead bodies.

Without the healing of prayer, the speed of death and wounding of the goblin warriors suddenly accelerated. The price of five dominant skeletons was the death of 8 times as many goblins.

The results are brilliant.

Although a temporary local advantage on the battlefield was achieved, more and more follow-up troops poured in, and the relative superiority in quality could hardly make up for the absolute disadvantage in quantity. And although the Drow warriors also achieved good results with their dangerous shooting positions, they paid no less than the skeletons in the face of the influx of goblins.

In the big picture, the Eternal Dark Moon side is at an absolute disadvantage.

On the other side, there is also a real enemy in the case of Gaudos.

The new elder of the Greenskin Tribe, the Goblin Assassin... Brunette.