The dragon just wants to stay at home, but the players are frantically upgrading their technology.

Why is this usually timid dog-headed man so fearless?

Chapter 19 The Strange Goblin Squad Leaders (Please continue reading)

boom!

As the player withdrew his spear, the goblin chieftain's massive body lost its support and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Does this boss have a second phase? Or could it be faking its death?"

"Phase two? My shield and rattan armor are almost destroyed. If there's a phase two, I'll just become a player-level character on the ground!"

"Now I finally understand why hoarding armor in ancient times was tantamount to treason. That one suit of armor almost wiped us out."

The players discussed the matter breathlessly.

During this time, someone stabbed the goblin leader a few more times.

It wasn't until the goblin chieftain's body was riddled with holes and soaked in blood that the players realized he was truly dead.

"We won! We are the champions!"

After regaining some strength, some players cheered.

The players looked at each other, their faces beaming with genuine smiles.

"Whoo~"

Beside him, Zhan Shuai put down his shield, panting heavily, his body nearly exhausted.

Raising his hand and looking at the still bulging muscles on his arm, Zhan Shuai vaguely felt that the power he had just experienced was truly extraordinary.

However, now is not the time to think about these things.

We need to get the situation under control quickly.

Thinking it over, Zhan Shuai raised his head and glanced at the many players.

"Alright, brothers! Listen to me."

Zhan Shuai shouted, attracting the attention of all the players.

"The decapitation operation is complete. From now on, this goblin lair is ours."

"But now is not the time to celebrate. We must use the head of the goblin chieftain to intimidate and control the goblin lair."

"You, you... never mind, I'll chop his head off myself. One of you help me, the rest of you keep watch."

As he was speaking, Zhan Shuai was about to call two people over, but then he shook his head.

"Commander, how should we divide the spoils of war?"

A player asked about it.

"With the mines we can build better things, so the goblin chieftain's armor and weapons are just symbolic."

As he spoke, Zhan Shuai walked forward, stroking his chin in thought.

"How about this, we'll put an armor rack in the center of the camp and put the armor and weapons on it."

"After all, this goblin leader was the first boss that our entire player camp killed together."

The players had no objections.

This game is realistic; you have to pluck the fur yourself and take out the internal organs yourself.

They plan to rely more on player camps in the future.

"As for the distribution of spoils in the future, for camp-level battles, where the camp participates, the camp will take one-third for operations and logistics, and the remainder will be distributed according to contribution. For squad-level battles, the spoils will be distributed among the individual members."

As Zhan Shuai spoke, he added a sentence.

"We'll draft a charter when we get back, and then we'll vote on it together."

After saying that, Zhan Shuai went to the corpse of the goblin leader and subconsciously wanted to ask someone for a knife, but found that no one had one.

The warrior could only take a long iron spear and use the tip to slowly cut off heads.

The player camp has too little iron to make knives.

Ordinary kobolds cannot even be equipped with iron spears; they can only use wooden spears.

However, these issues will no longer be a problem.

By controlling the abandoned mines, they could leap into the true Iron Age.

The players instinctively spread out and became alert.

呲呲!

The scene of the spearhead beheading was somewhat bloody and slow, with the sound echoing continuously within the cave.

Before the head was even severed, a sound came from outside the cave.

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Stop chasing us! What grudge do you hold against us?!"

The sound was distant and echoed, but you could tell it was a brass-tipped leather belt.

"Waru! Kou..."

Immediately following was a long string of goblin shouts.

You can tell from their emotions that these goblins are using very foul language.

Someone must have really angered them.

The warrior cut away the last bit of flesh connecting the goblin leader's head and neck, stood up, and walked over curiously.

From afar, Zhan Shuai saw a strange scene.

The copper-headed leather belt and others, clad in rattan armor, ran ahead, while a group of goblins, some without leather armor and others without clothes, chased after them.

Fortunately, the goblins were painted, so they weren't too garish to look at.

However, these goblins all have one thing in common.

Their expressions were ferocious, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were extremely angry.

He was tall and muscular, clearly a goblin squad leader.

However, a goblin squad leader should generally be equipped with leather armor and animal hide clothing.

Why are you naked now?

The players looked on with strange expressions as they watched this scene unfold.

What outrageous thing did the copper-headed leather belt do to provoke such madness in these goblins?

At this moment, the players saw the copper-headed belt, and the copper-headed belt also saw the players.

"Brothers, it's so good to see you guys! Help me! Help me, please!"

The copper-headed leather belt's eyes lit up, and its speed, which had slowed down due to fatigue, picked up again.

The goblin squad leaders, their eyes reddened by the shout from the copper-headed belt, now noticed the player in the darkness.

The goblin squad leaders suddenly stopped in their tracks, trying to retreat, but it was too late.

Players had already circled around and blocked their path.

Turning around, the goblin squad leaders saw two dragonblood warriors and five ordinary kobolds.

Their rattan armor was stained with blood, and they carried shields and iron spears, exuding a murderous aura.

The goblin squad leaders looked bitter.

They were unarmored and poorly equipped, so they had no chance of fighting.

The goblin squad leaders turned their heads, their gazes fixed ahead.

Hopefully the enemy ahead is weak, allowing them to break through.

Then, bitterness and fear appeared on their faces.

Because ahead, three dragonblood warriors and four kobolds appeared.

Most terrifyingly, the Dragonblood Warrior leading the way was carrying a severed head.

They were all too familiar with that head.

That was their leader, the most powerful warrior in their goblin lair, the closest being to the second tier.

Tick, tick.

Blood dripped from the goblin leader's neck, leaving a horrifying trail of blood on the ground as the warlord moved.

The goblin squad leaders' eyes instantly became clear and bright, all their previous anger gone.

After looking around, the goblin squad leaders stopped where they were.

Now they are stuck in a dilemma, unable to move forward or backward.

Copperhead Leather also turned around, spear in hand, and joined the other players in surrounding them.

The player who ran alongside the copper-headed belt was panting and resting.

"hey-hey!"