There has nothing wrong with it.

It's settled.

Sushingu quickly finalized the distribution issue.

Chapter 93.

The special goblin legion.

What should I do if the other party doesn't accept my surrender? The elven player Moss' face turned extremely ugly after receiving the message of refusal from Jean Kersonen.

What can I do? The human player looked depressed.

Not expecting to come out for a quick profit and instead running into a big shark.

It seemed he was about to lose everything this time.

There was simply no way to fight back.

The guy who came in to support the enemy was too strong.

My pigman warrior swung an axe and didn't even break through their defense.

Can you believe that? The orc player beamote looked horrified, almost unable to believe what he had just seen.

An extraordinary fourth tier orc warrior swan with all his might and couldn't even break through the defense.

How can we fight like this? That guy even had an extraordinary second tier warhorse, and the defense was clearly abnormal.

It's outrageous.

Speaking of this, Moss's expression became even more grim.

The elven archer's attack couldn't break through the defense, which was supposed to be enhanced with elemental power capable of shooting through a person with a single arrow.

And yet, it failed to break through the defense.

This is truly unbelievable.

Help has already been sent out.

But I feel that even if the boss comes in, he probably won't be able to deal with that guy on the other side.

If we can't handle that cavalry, it won't matter how many of us there are.

Moreover, the enemy has over a 100,000 other troops.

Even if those infantry are not as strong as the cavalry, they certainly won't be weak.

The human player muttered, having already prepared for the complete destruction of his army.

Based on the combat power displayed by the enemy just now, let alone a single person coming to assist, even two might struggle.

After all, this was just a support operation, and it was of an invading nature.

Even if their family members were involved, they wouldn't send too many people in.

It doesn't align with their current interests.

When there's profit to be made, their family members can be the fiercest wolves.

But when the risks don't match the benefits, they become the most cowardly mice, all hesitant and cautious.

The world is bustling, all for profit.

The world is chaotic, all for profit.

This is very normal and nothing to be surprised about.

In this period, which is equivalent to the beginning of a startup, all players resources are not substantial and most don't know each other.

The core that can bring them together is only profit.

To protect their own plane, to plunder others planes, to exchange resources better.

But no matter which reason it is, there's no justification for them to invest their limited resources for a stranger player.

You could say these players are shortsighted.

But in the current situation, conserving strength is the best choice.

To exhaust their resources for so-called friendship and human feelings is undoubtedly a foolish act.

A single misstep leads to a chain of missteps.

Even if they didn't understand this principle at first after experiencing so many rounds of conflict, they should have figured it out by now.

So, the three of them understood that the current situation was a deadlock.

Unless the big shots in the group sent all their forces in, there might still be a chance to fight to a draw and leave with dignity.

Otherwise, heading towards failure was the inevitable outcome.

As for winning, the enemy's main force hadn't even moved, and just the vanguard had defeated their tens of thousands of elite coalition troops.

In this situation, if you still think you can win, you must not have woken up yet.

The three were not weak in the entire elementary realm, but at this moment, they couldn't help but feel deep despair.

With the same development time, the strengths of both sides were on completely different levels.

If this wave of troops were to be completely wiped out, it would likely deal a heavy blow to their morale, especially for the first elven player, Moss, whose army scale was the largest and whose elite proportion was the highest.

He had almost deployed half of his main elite to seize this plane.

If his entire army were to be annihilated, his strength would be directly hald, instantly turning him from an invader to an invaded.

Why don't we take our elites and escape? I remember there are mountains and forests to the west.

We can hide there for a few days and return to our home plane once the war is over.

The human player suggested having put in considerable effort to cultivate these elite warriors.

If they were all lost now, it would be like cutting flesh from his body.

It's not that ordinary warriors are unimportant, but these extraordinary warriors of at least second tier are already the backbone of his tribe.

If it's truly a losing battle, then sacrificing some ordinary warriors to preserve strength is worth it.

Even if this would so hidden dangers, there is no time to care about that now.

With the ranking matches approaching, the tribe's strength is the most important.

Giving up most of the army to preserve the elite.

Orc player beamote scratched his head thinking for a while.

If it really comes to that, it would be a solution.

Rather than staying here to wait for death, it's better to escape with the elite.

Once we enter the forest, that cavalry would lose its effectiveness.

And with our targets reduced, it wouldn't be so easy for them to hunt us down even if they wanted to.

Among the orc tribes, the law of the jungle is vividly demonstrated.

If abandoning these ordinary warriors can preserve the main elite of the tribe, then beamote would have no psychological burden.

Let's see how it goes.

I don't even know if the boss will come in.

The elven player Moss looked a bit hesitant but didn't voice any objections at this moment.

Facing his two companions, he actually felt a bit insecure.

After all, the situation today can ultimately be traced back to his issue.

If the two turned against him now, he wouldn't be surprised at all.

Just as they were discussing countermeasures, a towering beam of light suddenly appeared not far from the camp.

Someone else has intervened.

The boss has arrived.

The three exchanged glances with complex expressions and then Moss spoke up.

No matter what, let us call the others over first.

Beamote and the other two nodded, then sent a message to the reinforcements and displayed their aura in the void to guide the other party.

At the place where the light beam dissipated, a wellorganized powerful army resembling goblins appeared on the plane.

Why mention their appearance? Because apart from looking like goblins, they bore no resemblance to them whatsoever.

Normal goblins are smaller than humans.

But these 100,000 goblins had no one shorter than six feet.

With some even reaching heights of 8 feet, their bodies robust and muscular compared to them.

Even bodybuilders would feel inferior.

Why is that guyote in such a hurry to meet up with me? He even said it was dangerous outside that a cavalry was roaming.

The tall, rugged goblin deity muttered to himself in confusion, "Forget it.

Let us move on.

" After thinking for a while and finding no answers, he stopped pondering, waved his hand in advanced.

Oh, the goblin army behind him shouted loudly.

Chapter 94 trial.

Meanwhile, Sushingu also noticed the situation.

Reinforcements had arrived on the opposite side.

However, this was within his expectations, so he did not seem surprised.

Finally, they came and their speed was really quite fast.

to clarify the situation and send troops for support within half a day, unless they were just slacking off and carelessly sending a few people over.

Their abilities were probably not to be underestimated, although he did not know when the other side called for help or what they stated in the request for assistance.