However, even if it is just a beginning, the effect is still somewhat.

At least with the help of the Great Wall system, the assembly of about 100,000 troops does not take much effort.

On the winding mountain road, the white-haired third-order kobold nobles looked at the 120,000 kobold legions behind them who were carrying a grain package on their backs and were advancing rapidly.

He said to a kobold priest next to him, "Do we have enough food to eat?" ”

"Will it last until we reach human territory?"

120,000 troops is a relatively large number, and the larger the number, the heavier the logistical pressure.

In this war, in his opinion, only his own side does not have problems, and it is basically won.

After all, he pulled out ten third-order kobolds from his own kobold tribe, plus the original five third-order kobolds, a total of fifteen third-order kobold nobles.

An army of 120,000 plus fifteen third-order kobold nobles, there is no legend, who is his opponent.

So now he is worried about the food supply.

The kobold priest, dressed in black hair and holding a magic wand, took out a small notebook from his bosom and calculated it carefully.

He said: "The human stronghold we attacked is already close to the eastern middle of the Kalbes Mountain Range, and it is only four months away from us, and with the help of the Great Wall system, we have lost a month!" ”

"It only takes three months of marching to be able to attack that human stronghold again."

"The food we brought this time is quite sufficient, and there are 500,000 kobolds in the rear to transport food for us."

"As long as there is no heavy rain in the first half of the month, there should be no problems with our grain transportation."

The kobold sacrifice was full of confidence, patting his chest to ensure that there would be no problems.

This time the war was won by the kobolds.

Hearing the kobold priest's affirmative words, the white-haired kobold nobles were relieved.

With a wave of his hand, 120,000 kobold elite warriors accelerated forward.

However, a month and a half later.

A thunderclap resounded over a part of the Great Kalbeth Mountains, dark clouds covered the top, lightning and thunder roared, and a mighty rain fell from the sky like a galloping army of knights.

Make the whole forest noisy.

In the heavy rain, the white-haired third-order kobold nobleman standing on the top of a small hill looked at the 120,000 troops below him in confusion.

The other fourteen third-order kobold nobles and the kobold priest also looked at the white-haired kobold who led them forward in front of them with twitching lips.

Their boss was too unlucky, the first time he independently led the army to the battlefield, he was taught a hard lesson by humans with chili powder, and saw what is called human cunning and wisdom.

The second time he returned, relying on the relationship of his father-in-law, he set out again with twice as many troops as before.

And in order to ensure victory, he also invited ten third-order kobold nobles, and his strength doubled again, with such a powerful force, it was difficult for the other party to lose even if he wanted to.

However, fate did not favor him, and as soon as he was halfway through the journey, a mighty rain came.

Looking at this appearance, I am not going to stop for seven or eight days.

"Boss, why don't we retreat!"

"Fate may not favor us very much, so let's wait a few months and come back again."

Kobolds sacrifice to the weak.

In this world of gods and transcendence, fate is real.

Looking at their situation, they are quite unfavored by fate.

According to common sense, they should be shrunken turtles at this time, and do their best external defense, so as not to be suddenly destroyed by others.

The white-haired doghead gritted his teeth in anger, and the mighty dripping white on his body

The hairy raindrops did not quench his anger.

"Keep going, this time, even if all the 120,000 troops die on the battlefield, I will bring back the ashes of those humans."

The white-haired kobold said with endless anger.

He has no way out, and if he is defeated once, his father-in-law can still cover up for him and give him another chance.

But after being defeated twice, no matter how much his father-in-law protects his calves, it is impossible to give him the opportunity to continue to lead an army.

Once he is defeated again this time, he will at most follow someone else to be his deputy commander in the future.

This is something he can't stand anymore.

The military merits obtained by leading an army alone in a war are ten times more than being a deputy commander.

For the sake of his own future, and for the sake of the more than ten little white-haired dog heads in the family, he must not admit defeat.

Even if all the 120,000 troops were killed on the battlefield this time, he would never give up.

The fourteen third-order kobold nobles and kobold sacrifices glanced at each other, sighed one after another, and didn't dare to stop them.

The other party's father-in-law is a legendary kobold, and he is also the ruler of the giant kobold tribe of their side.

There are more than 100 third-order powerhouses under his command, and there are countless transcendents below the third order, there are ten transcendent legions alone, and ordinary kobolds have exceeded 20 million after several years of reproduction.

And around him, there are two other legendary kobolds who are related to him, and their power is even stronger, and each kobold who rules is not less than 30 million.

In fact, after two or three years of peace.

Originally, after the end of the war, there were only 150 million kobolds, but with the help of super fertility, the number had already doubled, and it had exceeded 300 million.

And the legend of the kobold clan is only eight, and if you divide one point, each of them can rule more than 30 million kobolds.

It's just because the legendary kobold Jeff Clark is a new legend who has only broken through the legend for less than three years, so it's just that a little bit of a person.

However, even the more than 20 million kobolds under the legendary kobold Jeff Clarke are one or two million fewer than the other legendary kobolds.

But for them, the third-order powerhouses, it was still an existence that could only be looked up to.

Now that the other party's son-in-law is going to play with his life, of course their old father-in-law's subordinates can't run away.

An army of 120,000 kobolds braved the heavy rain to continue their advance.

When you are hungry, you eat the fruit that has been wet on your back, and when you are sleepy, you lie down in the rain and sleep.

In just one month, 10,000 out of 120,000 kobolds fell on the road for various reasons.

The 500,000 ordinary kobold transporters in the rear were even worse, in order to transport enough food to the front line, 50,000 kobolds had already died on the road.

It can be said that it has not yet fought with the humans on the opposite side, and under the influence of the white-haired kobolds, 60,000 kobolds have already died on the road.

The other fourteen third-order kobold nobles who looked directly at them were extremely cold. Recently, the pop-up window is powerful, you can click to download it, and avoid the pop-up window