Imperial Crown.

Chapter 461: The Desecrated Corpse
The war continues.

No one, whether the Goblins or the Eagle Army, had expected that this little encounter would turn into a real war.

For example, Snik in the 1st Legion of Forest Soul, a standard goblin, a soldier who couldn’t be more ordinary.

Like all of his kind, Snik has large feet relative to his body size, as well as pointed ears and a large nose.

However, there are tens of millions of goblins living in the Bloody Roar Province, and the reason why Snik was selected to join the 1st Legion of Forest Soul is because he is outstanding enough.

He is 8 leaf feet tall, which is roughly equivalent to 107 centimeters among humans. This is far beyond the average height of ordinary goblins. Coupled with his healthy green-brown skin like fresh horse manure, all of which show how excellent Snik is.

Snik has always believed that he is very outstanding, and the only reason he did not become an officer is because he lacks a prominent background.

Even when the war began, Snik felt extremely relaxed.

"Just a bunch of hairless monkeys."

He had heard of the existence of humans and had seen living humans. They were all females tied with iron chains in dilapidated houses and used to reproduce offspring for the tribe.

They are dirty, smelly, and bite like crazy, so much so that their fellow villagers have to knock out all their teeth before they can enter safely during the breeding season.

Snick has been there too.

Therefore, the impression he had of humans was that they were weak, big, stupid guys with nothing but physiques. They were an inferior and dirty race and were not worthy of being compared with goblins at all.

But when the battle really started, he found that the facts were completely different from what he thought!

Those humans are just too powerful.

Being small is sometimes an advantage, especially when the army is fighting against the army. Goblins can deploy more troops with the same width, which not only brings numerical advantages but also a greater frequency of attacks.

In the same row of soldiers, humans may only have 50, but goblins can have 100, forming a situation of having more people against fewer.

But for some reason, when Snik stood in front of the battle line, he could not feel his own numerical advantage at all. When he got closer, it seemed as if there were human spears everywhere.

Moreover, the strength of the human race is much greater than imagined.

Even with all their strength, Snik and his comrades were unable to shake the spears in the hands of the human soldiers, while every attack by the other side was able to break the goblins' defensive posture.

The people of the same tribe around me are dying rapidly.

Some had their heads stabbed, some had their necks chopped off, and some had their stomachs pierced. They let out wailing cries as their lives were harvested.

The first to die was the commander of their centurion team, then the acting commander, and then the captain of the ten who replaced him...

For the first time, Snik experienced the cruelty of war.

There was blood flowing everywhere, and all I could smell in my mouth was the smell of blood and the stench of fish. My fellow tribesmen around me fell down one by one, and the ground under my feet became stickier than after a heavy rain!

But those damn humans didn't suffer any casualties at all, and even the bravest warriors couldn't cause any damage to the other side!

This is not a war, but a massacre.

Then Snik collapsed, dropped his weapon and tried to escape.

Even if I am caught and become a slave doing the lowest kind of work, it is better than dying here in vain.

At this moment, the sacrifice of Magnubiye suddenly took effect.

To be honest, Snick didn't know what the ceremony was all about, but he could clearly feel the change.

He seemed to hear a call from his ancestors and from another world. The fear was fading away. His heart was pounding and pumping blood throughout his body, giving him seemingly endless strength.

“Kill…Kill!!!”

At that moment, Snik lost his mind, and the only thoughts in his mind were killing and charging!
He grabbed a weapon at random and launched a counterattack together with his fellow tribesmen who were also overwhelmed by blood!

Those humans who thought they could continue their previous massacre paid the price for it.

Snik and his compatriots waved their weapons to disrupt each other's weapons, and caught the humans off guard with a speed and strength far beyond their usual speed. They smashed the humans' heads with their short sticks, bit open their scalps with their teeth, and then dug out their eyes!
After participating in countless killings, Snik regained consciousness. At this time, many of his fellow tribesmen who had also regained consciousness gathered around him.

Snik didn't know why, until one of his fellow tribesmen came forward and said to him respectfully:
"Sir, please give me your instructions!"

Only then did Snik realize that the hunting knife he had temporarily grabbed originally belonged to a centurion commander, and there was a tiger bone pendant on it, representing the identity of the centurion commander.

The soldiers of the Forest Soul Legion have undergone rigorous training. When their superiors are killed in battle, they will automatically seek out the nearest superior and follow his orders.

Too many goblins died in this battle, and the charge under the influence of the ritual mixed them together, so it was normal that they did not recognize each other.

After a brief panic, Snick's thoughts became clear.

Anyway, their only enemies here are these human beings.

So...why not take this opportunity to make the fake thing real?
"Hold the formation steady, let me observe!" Snik imitated the commander of a hundred men in his memory and said, "Rest for a while and protect me!"

As he spoke, Snik observed the changes in the battlefield situation.

What impressed Snik was that even after their bloodthirsty charge, these human soldiers still roughly maintained their formation.

However, as time went on, the strength of these human soldiers began to weaken, and their movements began to become somewhat distorted, making them much more difficult to deal with than before.

But Snik did not immediately ask his soldiers to forcibly break through the Eagle Army's defense line.

He was smart and knew that his so-called commander identity was a complete fake.

Although the Eagle Army has suffered considerable losses, its combat effectiveness has not decreased too much. A head-on confrontation will not bring much benefit, but will instead send Snik's new men to their deaths.

If the matter is settled later, Snick's future will not be bright.

However, I finally became the temporary commander of a hundred-man team. It would be a shame if I didn't use this opportunity to do something.

If he could achieve some results and gain the recognition of his fellow tribesmen who had mistaken his identity, perhaps after the war, Snik would be able to turn his fake play into reality and really become a centurion!

"Got it!" Looking at the ever-evolving battle line, Snick's eyes lit up:
"You guys, come here!"

Snick observed that the Eagle Army's wounded would be moved to the rear by themselves.

He didn't know why these humans did this.

But no matter what the reason is, it shows that the human race attaches great importance to the corpses of their companions; and when other goblins try to seize the corpses of the Eagle Army, they will always encounter more serious counterattacks.

So, Snick's strategy was: "You guys, go up quietly, drag back the bodies of those dead hairless monkeys, and then play with the bodies in front of those hairless monkeys!"

"Someone will definitely come out!"

These goblins who followed up temporarily were obviously skeptical about this order, but after looking at the hunting knife with a bone pendant in Snik's hand, they chose to obey.

And Snick's move has indeed achieved fruitful results!
When Snik's men cut off the arm of an Eagle Army corpse, chopped it up and stuffed it into the corpse's mouth, two Eagle Army soldiers could not help but break away from the team and rush forward.

The Eagle Army in the military formation was terrifying. After leaving the military formation, their individual strength was still good, but facing the surrounding goblins, they soon paid with their lives.

This made the newly attached goblins taste the sweetness and began to repeat the previous operation.

It also makes Snick more proud of his decision.

I was supposed to be the centurion!
"Sir, you are so awesome. These hairless monkeys lost their minds when they saw us playing with the corpses. They are easier to catch than wild boars!" Several goblins dragged a crippled human soldier to Snik and said, "Please do it yourself!"

Snik expressionlessly slit the throat of the captured human and pretended:
"I appreciate this head, I can kill it myself later, and you guys don't always hang around me and try to please me."

"If we have this much time, we might as well kill a few more hairless monkeys!"

"Yes, yes, sir!" The goblins were startled and turned away with great admiration.

Snick isn't going to just talk the talk.

As long as he kills a human soldier with his own hands, his position will be as secure as it can be!

Looking around, Snick finally found a target that he could catch.

A soldier who left the team because he couldn't stand the goblins insulting his comrades' corpses.

The equipment he was wearing looked better than that of the ordinary Eagle Army soldiers. Although he was also wearing leather armor, he had a half-piece of plate armor on his upper body - perhaps he was a minor official.

Therefore, although he was surrounded by goblins, he did not die for the time being.

opportunity!

Snick's eyes lit up, he grabbed the hunting knife on the ground, crouched down and started charging, his upper body parallel to the ground and almost touching it.

Just as he rushed behind the human, Snik jumped high, raised the hunting knife in his hand and chopped down at the back of the Eagle Army soldier's head!
At this moment, the soldier suddenly turned around, with clear surprise and fear in his eyes. Then, Snick slashed his forehead with a knife, and then he was knocked to the ground by Snick's momentum.

"Mother……"

The human soldier stammered the last two words, and the light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

"Oh, the human race is no more than this!"

Snik didn't listen carefully to what the human said. He just admired the blood flowing from the wound on the human's head, and his heart was filled with joy.

This is what humans should look like!
They should be like those female humans locked in the house, obeying the orders of the goblins, giving birth to babies, and then dying.

Instead of coming to the Bloody Roar Province and to their goblin land under the leadership of some unknown person to kill them.

Feeling the power flowing in his body, Snik's heart was filled with confidence and desire.

I heard that not far to the north, on the other side of the Miracle Mountains, there are countless human beings active, and Lord Jiujiulinga seems to be intending to launch an expedition there.

Snick wanted very much to be part of it.

I heard that there are a lot of humans over there. By then, Snik might be able to capture a human female as a prisoner.

Although the human captives generally didn’t look that good by goblin standards, the experience of reproduction was much better than reproducing with goblins, and the children born might even become the “wise men” that Lord Chuchu Linga mentioned…

As he fantasized, he crushed the head of the Eagle Army corpse with his feet and cleaned his toes with the wounds that were still warm.

This action indeed attracted another Eagle Army soldier.

The man had obviously been through many fierce battles. There were four or five knife marks on his leather armor, and his body was covered with blood, which might have been his own or someone else's.

He was holding a broken sword in his hand and walking towards this side, shouting.

"Idiot." Snick sneered.

It was understandable if they were fooled once, but now he had made it clear that he was using the corpses to lure them away from the formation so that he could hunt them down one by one.

Even so, they keep coming like they have no brains.

It seems that humans are not as smart as Lord Qiqikek said!
Snik quietly retreated back, hiding among his fellow tribesmen, and whispered orders for his men to rush forward and surround the big man.

Just like before, the big guy was surrounded by enemies. Although he seemed stronger than the previous person, he was not much stronger.

And Snick himself decided to use the same trick again.

With two heads in hand, even if the identity of the centurion commander he temporarily claimed after the war was not recognized, he could still jump from a soldier to the leader of 10 men!
Just like last time, he picked up his hunting knife, bent down and charged, going around the human's back and jumping high!

The wind startled the human, and like the previous person, he turned his head back.

But this time, Snick did not see fear or panic in the other's eyes, only calm anger and hatred.

My heart suddenly felt cold.

The human swung his sword and slashed suddenly!

Snick, who was in mid-air, didn't have time to react. He could only hold the hunting knife across his side, hoping to block this attack filled with boundless hatred.

boom.

The hunting knife was hit by the long sword and hit his side. He felt numbness at first, and then severe pain.

The sound of broken bones reached Snik's bones. At this moment, he could clearly confirm that his right arm, ribs and half of his skull had been smashed to pieces!
He fell to the ground with a thud. Snik wanted to call for help, but his body was completely out of control and blood continued to flow out of his facial features.

Am I not the special one?

I just became the commander of a hundred people!
The resentment in his heart faded as the blood flowed out of his body, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

He forgot that he was on the battlefield. He only felt cold, so cold that his body was shaking. It made him miss the warmth he had felt before...

Vaguely, he seemed to be back in the damp cave where his home was located in the tribe. He was only 2 years old at that time, wrapped in a soft animal skin blanket, and a rough hand was gently tucking the corner of the quilt for him.

A tired face came into view, and Snick subconsciously called out in a low voice:

"Mother……"

At the same time, the human who had just knocked Snik away, Henry, a blacksmith apprentice from Val Territory in Snow Maple County and under Thor's command, had no intention of listening to the last words of a greenskin.

Because the fierce battlefield didn't allow him to think so much.

In fact, Henry even felt a little regretful.

He was indeed filled with hatred for these greenskins who desecrated the corpses, but he should not have rushed out in such a hot temper, as his family was waiting for him to return.

Fortunately, the goblin he just killed seemed to be an official of some kind, which made the greenskins around him feel quite frightened for a while, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while.

"Don't come over here, I'll kill anyone who comes over here!"

I don’t know if these goblins can understand, but at least after saying these words, Henry felt much calmer.

While the greenskins around him did not dare to move forward, he bent down and picked up the body of his comrade killed by Snik, but he saw another body farther away, so he just took a look and walked back with a hard heart.

Henry was a blacksmith's apprentice and had endless strength since childhood. Otherwise, Master Thor would not have taken a fancy to him.

After becoming Master Thor's attendant, he could eat as much as he wanted and his strength increased, so one corpse would not slow him down. However, the other corpse was too far away, and he had to hold his weapon tightly to protect himself at all times, so he was unable to take it away.

Rushing back to the Eagle Army's formation, his comrades took two steps forward, dispersed the goblins surrounding the formation, and took Henry back.

After handing the body to his comrades to pass it to the back row, Henry took a breath and was about to rush to the front line when he saw his commander, George, the captain of the 10 men, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Leaving the team without permission is a taboo, especially on the battlefield or in the middle of fierce fighting.

But Henry has no regrets.

How can we, as human beings, watch the corpses of our own kind being insulted?
George did not reprimand Henry as he expected. He just looked at Henry deeply, with some inexplicable emotions flowing in his eyes, and said in a cold voice:

"It won't happen again."

Henry straightened up and shouted, "Yes, sir!"

"Return to the team!"

So Henry picked up the spear covered in dirt and blood from the ground, licked his cracked lips, and walked back to the front of the queue.

He could feel blisters on the soles of his feet from something unknown, which was both painful and itchy, but he was too embarrassed to ask to go back and rest.

Now, all the soldiers fighting on the front line are injured.

The comrade on Henry's left had lost a piece of his little finger, and the one on his right had a visible, bleeding wound on his face.

As the battle went on, even Henry, who was stronger than an ox, felt the weakness from lack of physical strength. The occasional cries and screams of his comrades, sometimes near and sometimes far, made his heart heavier.

If this continues, everyone will die here...

The sky was bloody.

The reason why the battle was so brutal was all due to the blood that was rising continuously from the enemy's camp and sweeping across the battlefield.

Lord Thor said that commanders Lamb and Hervey have already rushed into the enemy camp to put an end to the evil witchcraft that has enveloped the battlefield.

suddenly.

In a moment of carelessness, a sword swept past Henry. Although Henry dodged in time, the sword still left a scar on his nose.

Blood flowed from the bridge of his nose and covered the lower half of his face, which made Henry much more sober.

He wiped his face and looked at the camp.

It's up to you guys...

Sir Lamb, Sir Hervey!
Perhaps it was in response to his expectations.

boom--

A ball of brilliant white light suddenly exploded in the goblin camp!
……

(End of this chapter)