Chapter 1802: Chapter 1802
"The leader is right, we must stand on the battlefield openly and honestly. It won’t be worse than before."
Thinking differently, the kobolds never even bothered considering the outcome previously, but now they have learned to. Whether to die as cannon fodder or as a warrior, is it really so hard to choose?
Being a warrior might give a chance to survive, and there will be fewer tribal casualties, but as cannon fodder, survival is nearly impossible. Every time you go to the battlefield as cannon fodder, surviving is an immense fortune, yet it’s so rare.
Among these kobolds, many have been cannon fodder, and those who survive and return will surely recount their past experiences. With thought and strength, would the kobolds choose to return to such a miserable position?
"Leader, what should we do? Our surface city isn’t fully established yet, so if we’re to fight, it’s best to use the underground terrain. In familiar terrain, the jackal men absolutely won’t be our match."
Du You felt helpless; these guys, even with superior forces, still thought this way. It seems they have no clear understanding of their strength. As soon as they face the wolfmen, they instinctively believe they’re at a disadvantage. They must win a few battles to realize their formidable strength.
After all, they’re beastmen, with their innate wild hearts. The key issue is their mentality after being enslaved for so long.
Du You sneered coldly, "Using the underground passage? Don’t you realize the underground passage is our last line of defense? Ignoring the prior defenses and directly using the underground passage, what about the surface resources? Do you intend to abandon them? If you give them up now, what about our food resources, do you intend to let the tribes starve?" Orıginal content can be found at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⚑𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⚑𝓷𝓮𝓽
The kobolds bowed their heads, instinctively wanting to choose the safest option, forgetting they’re no longer what they once were.
Previously, the kobolds had nothing, working day in and day out, yet couldn’t even eat. But now, they’re different; they have their own wealth, things they once dared not to imagine.
If they retreat, all their surface belongings will be handed over. They do not believe the jackal men will leave them alone; be it destruction or plunder, wouldn’t those still be their own possessions?
Moreover, going underground with such a large population, excluding the old and weak, can they truly spread their wings?
"Leader, please instruct us; we’ll follow your orders."
Du You sighed; nurturing these unconfident kobolds is indeed not easy.
Nevertheless, Du You couldn’t forsake these kobolds since they’re native inhabitants of this world. To unfold his plans and fully extend his influence, he must rely on them.
Only under native leadership can his territory develop without this world’s constraints, untouched by its will. He has no choice since the world here is at such a high tier.
Even he can only enter using a doppelganger; he doesn’t dare bring his own body in.
If his strength were to improve, even entering directly wouldn’t matter, but getting started is indeed challenging.
Having just entered tier nine, it’s exceptionally tough to carve a path to higher levels within tier nine. This being his first tier nine world, he must conquer it.
Du You straightforwardly declared, "We can’t back down; this is our first battle, and it must be impressive. Only then can we earn our prestige, ensuring others won’t dare underestimate us or casually stir trouble."
After pausing, Du You looked around and spoke loudly, "Therefore, in this first battle, we must take the initiative, make it known to everyone that kobolds are not to be trifled with."
With Du You’s words, the kobolds immediately began shouting loudly. The leader’s commands are crucial, overshadowing any internal fear. The leader now holds the highest rank in their hearts, nobler than any wolfman branch.
It’s also a sign that the secret method Du You gave them is gradually taking effect, growing stronger and starting to alter some of their ingrained habits and perceptions.
On the other side, the jackal men, hearing that kobolds dared defy them, were outraged one by one.
"Leader, we can’t let these kobolds be so arrogant; we must teach them a lesson."
"Yes, leader, let me go this time; I’ll definitely bring back the kobold leader’s head and hang it on the city wall."
Though the jackal men call themselves a tribe, they’ve long settled here, establishing their city, with high walls to fend off external threats.
The jackal man leader, towering in stature, had uniquely thick, purple fangs, standing out amongst his kind.
The jackal man leader closed his eyes for a moment, pondering, and then opened them to say, "Indeed, they must be taught a lesson, to know who’s in charge in this territory. Curly, Shuishi, take your subordinates and go teach that brat a lesson. Besides, take half of my Royal Guard Team with you."
Despite looking down on kobolds, the intelligence brought back suggests the kobolds are far from ordinary. Hence, the jackal man leader decided to deploy a third of his forces.
Moreover, the Royal Guard Team, the strongest force among the jackal men, comprised most of the top fighters. Taking half, the jackal man’s mobilized forces nearly reached half.
Though the others didn’t know what the leader thought, everyone was thrilled.
By bringing so many troops, even if unnecessary, it showcases their strength. It lets all nearby tribes know they’re the strongest; this territory is their hunting ground.
"Rest assured, leader, we’ll certainly twist off that pesky kobold leader’s head."
The jackal men shouted vigorously, their hearts filled with excitement. Many years have passed since such a major battle. Without grand battles, they haven’t achieved military merits, vital to enhancing their status.
Many prepared excitedly, ready to perform well in the impending battle. As for the jackal men’s fate, what of it? Dare to bare teeth? They’ll show who’s the boss.
Little did they know the kobolds they envisioned quivering in fear had already quietly moved. Yes, they took the initiative, starting an ambush on the road ahead.