When Lacroz wrote the letter by his own hand under the persecution of the humans, he knew that his fleet was doomed - no one knew his goblin pirates better than him, and although they were outlaws, they had the inevitable death of a yearning for gold.

Although there were some doubts about the letter, such as why it was written in lingua franca, why it was sent by humans, all these doubts, in the face of the lure of the gold coin, Lacloz believed that his subordinates would always find a reason to ignore it.

As it turned out, the goblin pirates didn't even form their formation after disembarking from their ships, and rushed straight to the town of Moonstream, which was located to the north of their fleet's mooring.

However, of course, there was no way for the goblin pirates to reach Mooncreek - they had barely gone far before they ran head-on into the human soldiers who had been intercepted from behind the dirt slope.

"Kill them!"

Robin shouted with a one-handed sword and led the charge towards the goblin pirates.

"Kill!"

Harry and the rest of the human soldiers rushed at the goblins - some of them hadn't been on the battlefield since yesterday, but a desperate battle with the orcs had changed them a lot.

Goblin pirates were fierce on weekdays, but most of them were aimed at unarmed sailors on merchant ships; Encountering a real army on land, they were quickly defeated.

One by one, the goblin pirates dropped their scimitars and daggers and knelt on the ground in surrender - although they had a slight advantage in numbers, they were far inferior in fighting spirit to the human soldiers who had just repelled the orc attack.

By the time Lacloz was shoved and shoved out of the dirt slope by two human soldiers, a farcical battle was over - almost all the goblin pirates, with the exception of a few who had been pierced through the chest by spears lying on the ground, were on their knees on the beach, waiting for the human soldiers to tie them up.

"What about the casualties?"

Harry asked.

"These guys are so wasteful, a few brothers were slightly injured, but nothing serious...... Tie them all up, and let's get on the boat to see if there are still goblins left on board. ”

Robin spoke.

"Okay, let's go."

Harry nodded, ordered his men to tie up the goblins, and then led a few soldiers from the Westspring garrison to the goblin pirate ships docked offshore.

……

As Robin expected, there were indeed a few goblins left on those ships - but these goblins were either injured or rookie newcomers who had just joined the pirate team, needless to say, seeing Robin with those heavily armed human warriors approaching the goblin pirate's big ship on a small sampan, these goblins even took the initiative to lower the rope under the threat of Robin's crossbow and let Robin and others board their ships - these goblin pirate ships are not small in tonnage, The goblins who stayed behind were unable to manipulate the pirate ships away, so they gave up their resistance.

"We can go back and report to Chief Lothar, these goblin pirate ships are now ours."

Robin boarded the largest pirate ship, commanded the veterans of the Westspring garrison to tie up the few remaining goblin pirates, and then said to Harry.

"But what's the use of us asking for ships? Can we sail north on these ships? ”

Harry asked, somewhat confused.

"Of course it can't be...... But we can take some of these boats to Nightlight. ”

Robin replied, pointing to the smaller of the pirate ships - although they were seagoing ships, but now that the flow of the Elwyn River was skyrocketing, these medium-to-lower ships could sail into the Elvin River without running aground.

"Speaking of Nighttown...... Almost half of the people who came out with us this time were killed or wounded, and I really don't know how to explain to Daddy Erro when I go back......"

Harry lowered his head a little sadly and said--The soldiers of the Westspring garrison may be used to life and death on the battlefield, but the refugees in Nighttown ...... The valiant militiamen of Nighttown, who managed to escape the orc slaughter in Stormwind, died in the Wild West to defend more human survivors.

"They'll understand, Harry. It's all about driving those greenskins out of our homes - sacrifice is necessary, even for you and me. ”

Robin also had a sad look, but he was a little more determined than Harry - the death of those militiamen was sad, but the thought of Tess, the Morsons, and many more human survivors made Robin feel that even if he died on the battlefield, it would be worth it.

"Okay, let's not talk about that...... Leave a few men to guard the ships, and let's go back to the errands. ”

Harry wiped the wet marks from the corners of his eyes and said to Robin.

"Well, go back and turn it in, and then we can go home!"

A smile appeared on Robin's face - it had been a few days since he left Nighttown, I don't know...... Is everyone okay there?

……

Scouts had already spotted Robin's team holding a long line of goblin pirate captives, and Marlon waited early for his men to return triumphantly at the southern entrance to Mooncreek Town.

"Well done."

When he saw Robin, Malone said loudly to him.

"The plan is going well, Sir Lothar, there are more than one hundred and twenty goblins in all, and all but a few stubborn ones who have been killed by us are here."

Robin smiled shyly, then gestured to the large group of goblin pirates behind him—all of whom were hanging their heads, knowing that nothing good awaited them.

"What do we do with these goblins...... Pirate? ”

Old Sir Elgardine stood beside Malone on crutches, and looked at the goblin captives in amazement - he was a little incredulous - how dare such a little goblin fight so many survivors of Mooncreek?

"These goblins are pirates...... According to the laws of Stormwind, they should be hanged. ”

McLaren, the tax collector at Sentinel Ridge, exclaimed—he was not only familiar with the work of finance, but also had a good knowledge of the law.

"No, you can't hang us...... We are goblins, and the laws of Stormwind are not valid for us! ”

Lacroz stood beside Robin as the representative of the goblin captives, and he screamed as he wriggled his tightly bound body.

"You are treading human soil under your feet, and the laws of humanity are certainly valid for you."

Malone unceremoniously pointed this out.

"Maybe...... But I don't think you're going to hang us. ”

A sly look appeared in Lacroz's eyes, and he said loudly.