As the Goblin King attacked, the rest of the goblins followed suit and attacked the humans.
âMy liege is fighting⌠We should watch over his duel, butâŚâ
Gi Jii Yubu was unsure whether he should move his army or not.
âIt would be better if you move your army. If the king canât lead, then someone needs to take his place,â Gi Za Zakuend said. âIf youâre not doing it, I will.â
Gi Jii was unhappy with Gi Zaâs attitude, so he turned to Gi Ga Rax, but he didnât say anything and merely watched Gi Za.
Helpless, Gi Jii raised his spear. âThe darkness is our domain! Attack!â
At his behest, the goblins lined up their spears and attacked the humans hiding within their camp.
The goblins readied their weapons and calmly approached in formation.
The panicking humans did not know what to do. They fought individually and ran about like frightened mice.
Some of them would challenge the goblins from time to time, but they were quickly dealt with by the goblinsâ line of spears.
âGi Jii, leave the back open,â Gi Za said.
âWhy? Wouldnât it be better if we surround them?â Gi Jii asked.
âItâs easier to kill when the prey is running, right?â Gi Za smiled.
âI donât think itâs advisable to underestimate humans,â Gi Jii replied, daunted.
âCaution is important, indeed; but if weâre too timid, weâll miss an opportunity,â Gi Za said with a smile.
Gi Za called out to Gi Ga, who was riding on the back of his black tiger. âLetâs leave the front to Gi Jii, we can take the flanks.â
ââŚI donât mind, but what about the tribes? Think theyâll agree?â Gi Ga Rax asked.
The goblins from the Gi Village and the tribal goblins had a sensitive relationship. When the king was around, they were equals, but when he wasnât, the goblins become unsure how to proceed.
âIâll take responsibility. If the Gaidga demands it, Iâll even offer my head.â Gi Za looked Gi Ga in the eye.
âFine, Iâll bet on that resolve of yours! Gi Jii, the elves and the demihumans that canât see in the dark should wait at the back.â
âR-Right!â Gi Jii replied.
âLetâs have Lord Hal pursue the enemy. Iâll inform him,â Gi Ga said, then he turned to Gi Za. âIâll tell the Gaidga to take the left flanks.â
âIâll take the right then,â Gi Za said.
As Gi Za saw Gi Ga leave with his subordinates, he took his subordinates and moved out.
ââŚInform the demihumans and the elves that they are to stand alert!â
Gi Jii, who was tasked with pressuring the humans from the front, held his spear tightly as he looked over the battlefield.
âAre they still out of reach?â He asked himself.
Just now, he didnât have the confidence to make a decision without the king.
Gi Jii felt small before someone as bold as Gi Za, who could nonchalantly offer his neck and assume responsibility.
Though he has led a horde himself, it seems the 1st generation, Gi Za, was yet out of reach. He would have to chase after his back for some time yet.
Neither the rain nor the battle was close to ending, but in the midst of all that was a goblin who held his spear tightly, frustrated at his own lack of power.
A great sword descended with enough strength to cut a human in two.
Gulland instantly understood that he could not take that sword directly, so he scooped up with his own great sword to deflect it.\nHe somehow managed to parry it, but it still left his hands numb, causing him to smile fiercely.
As the Goblin Kingâs great sword hit the ground, Gulland, who had just lifted his sword, slashed down.
This time it was Gulland who sent a blow with enough power to instantly kill. At that speed and at that distance, it was a blow that could surely cut a goblin in half, but the Goblin King received it directly.
That sword should have had enough strength behind it, but the result still made Gulland click his tongue.
As their swords locked once more, sparks erupted and the flow of ether illuminated their muddy feet.
For a moment, when they locked swords, Gulland used the entire strength of his body to push back. When the Goblin King was pushed back, Gulland immediately twisted his body.
Gulland laughed inwardly when he heard the Goblin Kingâs surprised voice. At the same time, he took advantage of the centrifugal force to land a blow when he had taken some distance. It was a blow sent only with his right hand, but it was headed for the Goblin Kingâs throat.
But the moment the Goblin King saw Gowenâs back, he immediately chanted.
âMy life is like a cloud of dust!Accelâ
Immediately after, Gullandâs body flew in the air.
That was the anguished cry of a man in pain.
Gulland was sure heâd landed a blow on the Goblin King, but for someone reason, he was the one flying.
He immediately fixed his posture midair. As he landed, the rainwater scattered from the impact.
The burning tents illuminated the Goblin King, and a wound could be seen extending from his shoulder. He was clearly bleeding, but his resolve to fight was not at all dampened.
âSo thatâs what happened⌠Monster!â
That was all Gulland needed to understand what had happened.
Gulland spat out his blood as he wielded his Blue Thunder again.
When the Goblin King had realized that he couldnât dodge Gullandâs attack, he intentionally received his attack with his shoulder.
An attack aimed at someoneâs neck works best only when it is able to land at that fatal spot; otherwise, its power would be greatly mitigated.
But while that made sense in theory, it was one thing to think it and another to actually do it. The fact that the Goblin King was able to make that decision in that instant proved that he had gone through death countless times.
Moreover, Gulland glanced at his hands.
Unlike that numbing pain from before, the pain in his right hand was burning, and it ran from his hand to his wrist.
He might have fractured a bone, Gulland thought as he held his great sword even tighter.
Gullandâs breath burned as he exhaled. It was as if the raging fire within him was looking for a way out.
They had already exchanged over 20 blows.
The rain was gradually getting stronger, but the fire that was their battle only burned stronger.
Their duel aside, however, the overall state of the battlefield was leaning more and more toward the goblins. Gullandâs soldiers might excel at battle, but the goblinsâ advantage in a night attack was just too great to overcome.
âLord Gulland, we canât hold!â
Gulland glanced at his subordinates and clicked his tongue.
âDamn it! If you run around like mice youâll just get taken from the back. You bastards need to gathâ!?
Gulland wanted to give orders, but the Goblin King wasnât about to stand and watch. As the Goblin King attacked, Gowen was forced to defend.
Having received the Goblin Kingâs attack flatly, a feeling of numbness spread all the way to his arms, and he was forced to cry out in pain.
The Goblin King sent one blow after another. As one blow landed on the ground, the Goblin King used the recoil to send a reverse slash on Gulland.
Gulland somehow managed to block it in time while retreating, but became he wasnât able to control his strength, his posture broke and his sword went the wrong direction.
Gulland somehow managed to recover, but the Goblin Kingâs sword was already right before his eyes.
Gulland tumbled on the mud as the Goblin King sent him flying. He tried to stand up despite feeling giddy, but the Goblin Kingâs black burning sword was already right at him.\nââŚâ
His head dripping with rain, Gulland looked up at the Goblin King. If stares could kill, the Goblin King wouldnât stand a chance.
âWhere⌠did you take Reshia?â
As the Goblin Kingâs spirit slackened, Gulland looked for an opening.
âSheâs probably moaning right about now, shaking those hips of hers for them nobles.â
Angered, the Goblin King raised up his sword.
But that action the Goblin King took in a moment of anger created a big opening.
Gulland took advantage of that.
âRuler of wind and lighting!Astarothâ
Three streaks of lightning flashed for the kingâs body. The surrounding area grew bright as the kingâs body was scorched.
The Goblin King ignored the pain with his anger and swung his blade, but Gulland was no longer there.
ââŚSon of a bitch! GURUuoOOAAAA!â
The kingâs maddened cry vanished into the rain and the darkness.
That day, the northern army of 500 soldiers suffered heavy casualties.
In the end, their numbers were reduced to 100, while the goblins only suffered 50 casualties.
It was the goblinsâ overwhelming victory, but the holy knight, Gulland, was still in good health.