Forests Don't Support Idle Goblins

Charles had some ideas about this battle. He felt he had plenty of leverage and that dealing with the goblins of the Feathered Serpent Kingdom shouldn't be a problem.

"It's not like the feathered serpent is coming in person, so we can handle it to some extent." This was what he had said to Agatha earlier.

He didn't know how many goblins had come this time, but he hoped there would be quite a few, so he could capture many prisoners. Once his men exceeded 1200, he could unlock the next alien letter, which was exactly what he wanted—to activate the second [Blessing of the Gods].

Currently, he only has the blessing of the God of Earth and Life from the Four Gods, but having seen the blessings of the other three gods before, Charles longs to receive the blessing of the God of Battle and Glory.

The gods of battle and glory bless you and your land. Your armies will be even more invincible, and wherever your banners fly, your soldiers will follow. They will be less likely to crumble, their morale will be higher, and glory will be cherished by your people, who will be more confident. Furthermore, your wisdom influences your subordinates, making them more adept at mastering combat techniques and fighting for you.

If this blessing can be activated, his subordinates will grow even faster, without him needing to bestow any additional abilities upon them, and they will learn various combat skills or spells on their own.

Not to mention that this blessing can also boost the morale of the team, and he now also has the [Black Dragon Battle Banner]. The combination of the two is simply the perfect setup for charging into battle.

"If we can activate the God of War's blessing this time, it will provide even greater assistance against future attacks from goblins in the Feathered Serpent Kingdom, or even human harassment." Charles stared intently at the sky, where there were still many flying goblins. They had become targets for the centaurs and grass, but these guys weren't hopelessly stupid; they still knew the basics of dodging.

"Beep—", a sharp whistle sounded from the distant forest. It sounded like someone was blowing something. Sharl guessed it was probably a bark whistle made by the goblins of the Feathered Serpent Kingdom. "Wait for the signal. I reckon their ground forces have spotted us too."

This ambush was planned by Charles, with the aim of catching the enemy off guard and then annihilating them in the chaos.

The Naga prince beside him nodded quickly, then picked up the telescope again. He needed to wait for a signal from his own side while activating the freezing magic circle in front of him.

Soon, a whistle rang out from the woods, a "chirp," the sound not so clear or sharp, but enough.

"Broken Tooth has given the signal." Charles narrowed his eyes and looked at Pazzani beside him. Now was the time to activate the freezing magic circle. He had previously agreed with his men that if the enemy was a goblin charging ahead, it would be a short whistle, and if it was a petrified lizard charging ahead, it would be a long whistle. Now that the long whistle had sounded, it meant that the petrified lizard had been driven over.

The fact that the petrified lizards could charge ahead perfectly suited Sharl's idea. He could use the freezing magic circle to eliminate the enemy's fighting force in one go, and then slowly deal with the remaining goblins, minimizing casualties for the tribe.

Upon hearing the long whistle, Pazzani frowned. He gritted his teeth, and his four fleshy whiskers began to tremble slightly. He then bent down and placed his hand on the white holy stone in front of him, ready to cast a freezing spell at any moment.

The forest echoed with the sound of grass and trees scraping against each other, their scales rustling. It seemed many wild beasts were rushing towards them; the sound grew closer until Charles could see a large lizard, as big as a small mountain, swaying its body as it charged towards them.

"Attack!" he shouted. By now, all the petrified lizards must have rushed into the range of the runeword "Winter's Breath." If they got any closer, someone might be hit by the petrification spell.

As a blast of cold air shot out from Pazzani's palm, the White Sacred Stone instantly burst forth with dazzling white light. Then, with a "crack," a white line rapidly advanced from the White Sacred Stone into the distance, its speed almost like a rushing torrent.

Charles stared in astonishment at the ground before him. The entire land was completely covered by solid ice, and the shrubs and wild grasses on the ground were also frozen solid. The tall trees were frozen to a height of nearly two meters above the ground.

At the same time, the petrified lizards that had rushed over stopped completely in place. They had taken a few more steps forward due to the momentum of their charge, but soon their pace slowed down and they stood still, wagging their tails. Their dark scales were covered with white frost, making them look like ice sculptures.

"Not bad," Charles said. The effect of the freezing array was beyond his expectations. He didn't expect it to take effect immediately upon activation, and the instant freezing effect was incredibly shocking. "We must get these things from the Naga: Water Ink, potions, and this runeword."

The petrified lizard ice sculptures not far away looked completely dead, their eyes still filled with greed and ferocity, just as they had turned their prey into stone sculptures, now they were all ice sculptures.

The effect of the runeword Winter was so stunning that the previously noisy goblins and centaurs fell silent. This powerful magical effect completely overturned their understanding and showed everyone what truly powerful magical power was like.

An area nearly the size of two basketball courts was completely covered in solid ice, freezing all living things on the ground instantly. Although it was winter, it rarely snowed in this area, sometimes only occasionally. They had never seen what real ice looked like, but now the harsh winter made everyone realize its destructive power.

"Yes, the magic effect has stabilized." Pazzani straightened up and said. This was the first time he had witnessed such a stunning effect. He had only heard the elders talk about it before, but now it seemed a little painful to use up the tribe's last magic circle like this. "Fortunately, that goblin said he could get the White Holy Stone. I hope he wasn't just fooling me."

"Everyone, attack!" Charles shouted, adding loudly, "Watch out for the ice, don't slip and get hurt."

Cao Cao didn't participate in the attack; he continued to throw stones at the goblins in the sky. The goblins, seeing the changes on the ground, began to retreat rapidly, seemingly out of fear.

The centaurs, carrying quivers, bypassed the icy area and quickly rushed into the forest. Unlike goblins, their hooves were prone to slipping, so they could only take a slight detour.

He heard a series of "ouch" sounds coming from afar, indicating that many of the goblins must have slipped and fallen. Xia Er sighed softly, then walked slowly onto the ice with his hands behind his back, and came to a frozen, petrified lizard.

"He died unwillingly," he said, looking at the lizard's reddened eyes and pursing his lips.